You have no idea how bad I want you right now. I don't know you, or anything about you, but just talking to you has me so turned on I can't stand it. I so badly want to meet you somewhere, to indulge in our passions and fulfill each other's burning desire. How many times have I reread your e-mail in which you told me how much you love cum. How you love feeling it on you, on your face, you neck, you breasts, your nipples slick from it. I read that and all I can imagine is what it would be like to cum on them, to massage them having your breasts lubricated with my fluid. I think about what it would be like to masturbate with you, to sit inches away from each other, our legs entwined and to be watching each other as we play. Then, as my orgasm approaches, what it would be like to pull in close to you, and lay my cock between your spread lips, letting you feel my cock as it is pulsating against your clit, grinding into your pussy and feeling my cum as it oozes out and onto your stomach and mound. Needless to say, I want you.
So that's where I find myself right now, laying in bed, naked, eyes closed thinking of you. My cock is solid, I'm not sure if I could get any harder. God it feels good to stroke it, rubbing my cock, thinking of you. It's wet, I'm so horny right now, that my cock is literally dripping precum in anticipation of sex, if only you were here. And then, with my eyes closed and my hand gliding over the length of my cock, it happens. You are there, I didn't hear you come into the room, but you are there. I watch you as you slowly undress, letting the anticipation build. You lift your shirt and I can see the globes of your tits straining against the thin material of the bra you're wearing. You slowly start to undo the buttons of your jeans. As you do I can see lower onto your stomach, and your panties. You ease your jeans off, over the tops of your hips and as you bend over to slip them lower, you breasts fall showing me your cleavage. You look up to me, and catch me noticing them. Our eyes meet and I can see the lust in your eyes that you have. I beckon you to come closer and you oblige. Moving to me, I place my hand on the small of your back and pull you in close to me so that I can kiss you. Our kiss is a kiss of passion and lust, of wanton desire that won't stop short of completion. Our tongues rapt to their task dance with each other in a rhythm that seems so completely natural.