Lying in bed wide awake at 4 am is no fun. Being single was no fun either. Nights like this, I would let one hand wander in my panties to my clit and make small circles as I think of what was. Hands that knew everything about my body, a dick that knew how to make me scream, and a man who was truly mine.
Unfortunately, when I get locked up in these fantasies, I can only manage to think of my last (who happens to be my ex). Whatever bitterness or hatred I hold towards them melts away as my fingers drown in a sea of me.
Tonight, I decided that instead of using my fingers, I'm going to use a toy. I get out of bed and head towards my sock drawer to retrieve it. As I'm walking back towards the bed, I swear I hear a knock on the window. I smile. It reminds me of the nights that he would knock on my window at all hours of the late night and early morning. I would answer the door without anger because I'd always be anxiously awaiting whatever he was ready to serve me, at any time. I mean, if you wake from your sleep and need it that bad that you come knocking on my door at ungodly hours of the morning, who am I not to oblige your every need? And if he ain't coming to me for it....? I can say I truly understand what Sole and Kandi were talking about in that song. (What song you ask? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOZi1tb3Lx4)
I walk back to the bed toy in hand when I hear the knock again. I look out the window to find my ex standing there looking like a sad, horny puppy. I rush down to open the door.
"David. The fuck dude."
"I miss you. I want you. Let me in."
"Dude. I haven't talked to you for months. And you think I'm just gonna let you in my house and in my pussy like that? Nigga, is you trippen?"
"Look. I know that this is weird. I know it's late. I know we broke up. I know you don't owe me shit. But if you miss me even an inch of what I miss you... Just let me in." And like a dumbass, I leave the door open and walk away. I hear it close and lock behind me. I hear him follow me up to my bedroom. I lay across the bed, grab my toy, pull up my tshirt, and continue with my regularly scheduled program. I put my bullet on the lowest speed so I can slowly lead myself to climax. I occasionally reach fingers inside myself to feel my wetness building. I reach my fingers out to him, and he eagerly licks my juices away. Next, I feel him spreading my thighs and taking the bullet in between his teeth, using it and his tongue to tease my clit. Gaps work miracles. If you don't understand what I mean by that, I have no time to explain it...
He proceeds to feast for I don't know how long. Alternating the speeds on the bullet. Alternating between using the toy, his tongue, his hands, his teeth... And I'm like, "Lawd, when you gonna use that dick?"
Almost as if he hears my requests, he stops and gets up. He pulls the blanket off the bad and lays it on the floor beneath the air conditioner.
"Come here and bring some condoms." I grab a couple glow in the dark condoms and cut the lights out as I walk over. He chuckles in surprise as he unrolls the glowing rubber. "So you wanna see me work", he says as he throws my legs to the floor behind me and enters me roughly. He moves so swiftly that the glow looks like a magic blur. My legs start shaking around his neck. He unravels himself and carries me to the bathroom counter. He lays me across the sink and tells me to look into the mirror as his magic blur continues to work my throbbing pussy. From the counter we move to the bare tiled floor, the shower, and back to my bed. We are both well spent and the sun is beginning to raise. I fall asleep in his arms like I did many nights before.
I wake up a few hours late to a faint buzzing noise. I think my phone is going off. I realize I never cut the toy off. I lay in the middle of my bed on soaking wet sheets alone. My blanket is covering me, and my two glow in the dark condoms still sit on my bedside charging in the aquarium light. I must say I put on quite the show for myself.
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