Lindsay's Deep Thoughts

I call you professor, but I wish I could call you my lover. I know you want me, but you’re afraid. I have tried to let you know that I want you too. The way I angle my chair in your direction and then subtly unfold my legs, hoping you would catch a glimpse of my naked pussy.

Or the way I twirl my tongue around my pen while I stare at you. I imagine my tongue twirling around the tip of your cock. I wish that you could see what you do to me in the late hours of the night when I am all alone with my thoughts. As I am now. My pussy is wet, my nipples are hard and all I can think about is how your cock would feel inside of me.

If you could see me now lying on my bed in my pretty pink bra and panties writhing with thoughts of you deep inside of me. Deep inside my mouth, deep inside my pussy, and even deep inside my ass. I would take it any way you would give it to me. My fingers in my pussy right now are not enough to satiate my desire for you.

Not even my biggest dildo could satisfy me the way I know your big cock would. I have always wondered what it would look like, how the weight of it would feel in my hands, how the tip of it would feel on my tongue. I imagine slipping my tongue between the delicate crevice of the head, then making my way slowly down the shaft to your balls.

I would take one into my mouth and gently suck on it while my hand caressed your pulsing shaft. Then I would wrap my lips around your entire cock and swallow it whole from your balls to the tip and back again. My pussy is getting wetter just thinking about it. My sweet nectar is seeping out all over my fingers. How I wish that you were here to lap it up, feast on it and bury your face in it.

I have to insert another finger, and another just thinking about your cock penetrating me. My pussy is spread so wide now, still I know it would be even wider if you were in me. I imagine you would fuck me, hard and deep stuffing me full to the rim with your manhood. I know you would have me screaming for more once I had your cock inside me.

I would never be able to get enough of you. You could fuck me all day and all night and fill me with your cream until my pussy overflowed. My pussy is on fire now, red and swollen from abuse, my fingers numb from ramming so deep, so hard. It’s more than I can stand, my cunt is throbbing, I’m screaming now, you’ve got me screaming and you’re not even here. Imagine the fireworks if you were.

I came. My heart is pounding, my breath is short, and my panties are soaked. As I taste myself on my fingers I know that my hunger has not been satiated. My cunt is still wet, still waiting, still wanting you…