Authors Note: This is my twenty-second story. This is a work of fiction although it IS based on factual people whose named have been changed for their privacy. Enjoy and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated!
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I was single for the first time in almost two and a half years. The man I had broken up with had been the best lover I'd ever had, but there were problems in our relationship beyond sex that could not be fixed. Unfortunately, him being the best lover of my life didn't alter the fact that after over two years together the sex became less and less thrilling.
I found myself single, back in the city and thanks to the dwindling sex drive in our relationship I found myself not even wanting to find a new man to have in my life because I didn't have any desire in me for anyone.
However, within a couple months that all changed.
Now here I sit...a few months single and feeling as though my entire body is a giant throbbing, aching hormone that is just begging to be satisfied.
I have reached out to people from my past as well as new people in my life to help sate my ever increasing need for pleasure...I've contacted ex boyfriends for booty calls, I've had sex with men I've felt nothing for, I've had sex with men I even felt something close to distain for, all in the pursuit of pleasure and release. Not to mention making good use of my wonderful purple vibe, my own talented fingers and my meager porn collection to temporarily satisfy myself until my next lover comes along.
Included in the tools for my own pleasure when no one else is around to aid me is my own vivid imagination. My fantasies have always been more about whom than where or how, although lately my fantasies have been less than usual for me. There have been two reoccurring people in my fantasies lately...they are as follows:
ROB: An online friend for more than five years. We have shared everything with each other, although we've never seen each other in person as I live in Canada and he lives in the States. He means more to me than almost any other man in my life ever has or probably ever will. There's always been a heavy sexual attraction between us. He is over six feet tall, well muscled without being bulky, naturally dark Italian skin with brown hair and brown eyes and sports a heavenly 11 inch long and 2 inch thick cock which I've been aching to wrap any part of my body around for years.
AIDEN: Another online friend, although only for about a month or two. We live in the same city and even work a few blocks from each other but have yet to meet face to face. He too is over six feet tall and well built. I'd chatted with him once when his webcam was on and got to enjoy the view of his wonderful shoulders, chest and torso and had received a picture of his 7 inch long and 1 and a half inch thick cock that always made my body tight with need.
Now, by saying my recent fantasies have been "less than usual for me" I mean that they aren't full blown fantasies. Normally I take the time to create an entire scenario in my mind, something believable and realistic about why I would be seeing the person in my fantasy and what's going on around us and so on. Lately my fantasies have been less about the illusion of reality and more about the need to achieve orgasm. I've given you (my reader) an outline of who the individuals are to me and their general appearance because once I launch into the storytelling of my fantasies I won't be spending time giving in depth descriptions about our relationship or how they look...you'll be getting my fantasies in the way I have been experiencing them...fast paced...intense...and...for me and I hope for all my readers...orgasmic.
