Every time I touch myself lately, I’m filled with a need, a yearning for something I can’t have. I want to feel lips, tongue, teeth on my clit, pussy, lips, deep inside.
Eaten out, gone down on, how many other less-than-sexy descriptions are there? Something so sensual needs something more than that.
I want my pussy worshiped. Kneel at the altar of my hot, wet core. Love it with your mouth. Make me scream. Don’t stop just because I cry that I can’t take anymore. Hold my hips steady while I buck and arch and claw. Nibble my clit, suck my clit, taste my clit. Drink up my juices as I come in your mouth.
Kiss me so I can taste and smell myself.
I want to leave wet spots on the bed, puddles on the floor, damp tracks down my legs. I want to grab your hair and pull you closer to my cunt. Fuck me with your tongue. Assault me with your teeth. Make love to my pussy with your mouth.