Here’s a letter that i sent out to my boyfriend and reminscing him while busy siya sa trabaho 
Dear Ken,
How has everything been going with you? As for me, Sana kasama kita ngayon at kayakap. It’s quite lonely waking up day in and day out to nobody. Here, there’s not even the remote possibility of getting to see you.
It’s been quite a lazy and tiring day for me, actually. I had all the intentions of getting up to get some work done this morning. Yet, I found myself being held prisoner by the bed most of the day. I tried multiple times to get up and stay out of the sea of covers but my thoughts rendered me useless. Better yet, let me explain…
It all started when I woke up to my alarm clock screaming for me to get up. My first image was darkness as I opened my eyes only to realize that I had my head buried under the covers. I peeled the layers off of me and then I felt a few shivers. As it turned out, I had been sweating throughout the night and my body was glistening with a thin layer of moisture. I was kind of surprised, Ken, because I hadn’t even worn much to bed that night. The only thing that I had on was a small grey tank top and some matching panties. Even still, my top sported a few dark spots where the sweat had gone all the way through. I just couldn’t believe how sticky and wet I felt.
I sat up in my bed, sweeping my slick brown hair back behind my ears. As I looked down, I was really surprised by what I saw. You would have laughed had you been there. Almost as if I had peed myself, there was a small patch of darkness centered right in the middle of my little panties. I didn’t know whether it was sweat or not so I checked. I ran my hand down my tummy to the hemline of the cotton material and kept going. It became evident as my fingers circled the inside of my undies that the lubricant was too creamy to just be sweat…
Unwilling to believe that was what I thought it was, I slunk back down onto my back so that I could raise my hips and slide my panties off. As I did this, I could hear a wet smacking sound as the cotton material that wedged itself in between my lips finally separated. I reached behind me so that I could adjust the pillow in a way that allowed me to prop myself on my back shoulders. I wasted no time, Ken. I had to see what was going on down there. I used my right middle finger to slowly dabble at the slickness that was still on the outside of my lips. Each time that I did this, the moisture formed a line of attachment between my finger and the lips. It was so slimy.
I had to see how far inside me the wetness went so I dipped the tip of my finger inside of myself starting at the bottom. In a slow hesitant way, I traced a line up the insides of my lips. My finger glided so smoothly as it traveled upward. Caught in the soothing feeling of touching myself, I accidentally let my finger go up just a bit too far. My eyes lowered just a bit as my middle finger had, literally, pressed my own button…
For a moment, Ken, just for one freaking moment, I let my thoughts flash a picture of you. In that one flash, I saw you standing there with no shirt displaying your muscular chest and smiling down at me. Unfortunately, that one moment was all it took and then my hand just decided to change its course from just investigating my wetness to developing it further.
I had no choice or say so as I just leaned back into the pillow further and closed my eyes all the way. My little curious finger in between my legs started circling my clitoris in a mischievous naughty way. Several other things took place at the same time: my legs started spreading out further making the room’s breeze to caress my inner thighs and give me chills; my tongue slowly licked at my top lip as if it was preparing for something delicious; and my finger transformed from a useful part of my hand to your tongue. I couldn’t help myself from the vision. I had you right where I wanted you – in between my legs tasting me.
You didn’t disappoint, either. After my finger/your tongue finished playing with my clitoris, it glazed itself back down my wet valley teasing my lips along the way. At one point, my hips tried to reach upwards to force your tongue in deeper. Eventually, your tongue decided to take me further. As it traipsed down my lips again, it stopped right at my aroused leaking pussy. Testing the wetness for a bit, your tongue had decided to spread my juices in a circular motion. Making sure to never enter me fully, your tongue skated around my begging vagina, lubricating the hole further with my own juices. My pussy wanted so badly for you to stick your tongue inside of me.
As you continued teasing me through my own finger, Ken, fresh beads of sweat started forming on my chest. My breasts were becoming hotter and they needed to be released from that tight tank top. In one swift motion, I brought my left hand up to roll that constricting shirt up and over them so that they could feel the air as well. My eyes remained closed as I imagined you still down there licking me up, your shaved head rubbing against my legs. All the while, my left hand started pulling and pinching at my sensitive nipples making them hard and erect. I couldn’t stand it anymore and then I plunged my finger – your tongue – into my pussy. It felt so good now that I had you inside of me. My finger got right to work exploring the depths of my vagina, twirling this way and then that way, reaching in further before pulling back out, and pointing directly upward at my g-spot.
My head was turning on the pillow side to side while my body tried its hardest to press itself on my finger ever harder. I was trying to ride my finger but I needed more of it; I needed more of you. I immediately sat up, my pussy still throbbing as it whimpered to be able to cum. I needed you inside me, Ken, so where the hell were you?
I ripped away at my top, throwing it off to the side of the bed with my soiled panties. I threw my sweaty legs over to the edge of the bed before getting off. I walked to the closet looking for IT. I couldn’t find IT at first, and then I finally saw IT. There, in the corner was your sweatshirt that I always wear. I brought it up to my nose and inhaled deeply. No matter how many times I washed it or wore it, your scent was always there to keep me company. I pulled the sweatshirt over my tousled hair as I continued searching the closet. I knew what I needed to find in order to scratch the itch that was burning deep in my pussy. In a duffel bag, I found the two items that I needed. I walked back over to the bed as my naked pussy was covered by your oversized sweatshirt.
I threw the pillows off the bed as soon as I got back inside of it. They were going to be in the way for what I needed to do. I turned around after ridding my bed of the pillows and looked at my two items: one purple dildo and one blue on. I’m sorry, Ken but I was going to have to get some dick somehow. My blue dildo has a rubber ending on it so that you can stick it onto things. Guess what I did? I reached my hand under your sweatshirt and jammed it right into my pussy. It felt so damn good and for a moment I lost sight of what my purpose was. I stayed like that for a moment grinding myself onto my hand before I snapped back to reality. Since I had my hand now immersed in my own cum, I grabbed my blue dildo and lubricated the rubber end with my sweetness. Satisfied at the lube job, I leaned myself forward on the bed so that I was on my knees and one hand was keeping my balance. In this position, I looked back to the headboard to see where my ass lined up with it. Now that I had known, I reached back with my dildo in hand stuck it right on the headboard.
I turned back around then and leaned all the way down on my elbows. Ken, I cannot tell you how horny I was for your dick. But you see what I was going through. I couldn’t help myself. And all this was because of my wet panties. My purple dildo was in front of me and I picked it up with my right hand while still balanced on my elbows.
I laughed a bit to myself. Your dick turns purple like this whenever it gets hard and even more when you’re about to cum. With those thoughts in my head, I started thinking of those times when we were up to no good. We always went for the excitement and would sneak back to your room to fool around. I’m not even sure what had us more excited, our own arousal, or the fact that we were doing forbidden things. I think for me, a good deal of excitement came from the adrenaline rush.
Well, now that I had this purple dick in front of me so I just imagined myself having snuck back to your room at this very moment. I closed my eyes as I took the dildo and rubbed it at my closed lips, asking for entry. This was your dick in your room and throughout this time period we were going to have to be quiet if we didn’t choose to attract attention. However, you weren’t interested in me saying no so you pressed your dick against my lips forcing apart my lips. I could hear you saying to me in the silence of the room, “Open your mouth, Laurie.” With that, I tightened my grip on the rubber dildo, after opening my mouth, and started slowly pushing it into my waiting mouth.
The way that it was filling my mouth, little bits of drool was escaping me and sliding down the sides of the dildo and onto my hand. Still, I kept pushing the dick forward. Again, I could hear your voice speaking to me as I was swallowing your dick in your room. “You’re taking so much of it. Your mouth is so warm.” Encouraged by your words, I swallowed just a bit more of your cock before choking a little. I couldn’t go further any more so I started bobbing my head slowly loving the taste of your dick in my mouth and wondering if one day we’ll get caught. My hand was then covered in my drool as I was pumping my face on your dick faster and faster remembering our little romps.
Meanwhile, I hadn’t forgotten about the dildo that was plastered to my headboard and neither had my pussy. As I was sucking the dick, alternating between swallowing it as much as possible and enveloping just the head, I slowly started to back up just a little. I was sucking my dildo so sloppily then, imagining that you were right before me and that at any time someone couldn’t burst into the room during the exploits. My pussy clenched a little at the thought. So I backed up even more until I felt it. Resting right at the edge of my pussy then, was the blue dildo. At any time, I could’ve just slammed back against it but I didn’t want to, Ken. I already had you in my mouth and I wanted to enjoy having you there and inside of my pussy.
This was killing me, and this was your entire fault. If you were just here to fuck me like I needed to be…If you were here, I could fuck you too. I don’t need you sitting where you are right now with a hard dick in your pants. I could be sucking on it just like I was doing right there. Or maybe you could be standing behind me towering over me as usual with your cock bouncing up and down as it gets happy that it’s about to fuck me. Fuck me, Ken. But you weren’t there, so I had to proceed with how I would’ve been fucking you.
Then, the bedding below my hand was being entertained by my drool as well and I didn’t even care. My hair had fallen back down, acting as a curtain shielding the rest of the room from me sucking your dick. I couldn’t resist the dick behind me anymore. Truthfully, I couldn’t resist you standing behind me like that knowing that you were ready. I started backing up again.
My eyes came open just a little as the thick dildo started parting my pussy lips. For the first time since I started, I let the purple dildo come out of my mouth. I needed both of my hands for balance it seemed. Soon the head of the dildo was all the way in my pussy and I thought about how it felt when you would first put your head into me as well. I was so wet and I could hear little wet sounds as the dick plunged into my body. I didn’t stop; I kept backing up as my mouth stayed open releasing little gasps. The dildo was so life-like with its veins making notable feeling inside me. Ken, this is how I wanted to be sliding onto your dick just now.
I then had the dick all the way inside of me. I just sat there like that for a moment, loving the feeling of being filled. Then, I started pulling back off of it again. My plan was to come almost all the way back off but as soon as I started pulling away, I missed the feeling of being stuffed. So I slammed right back against it. My headboard smacked into the wall. I already knew that my wall was about to be destroyed.
The angle of the penis was pointed just right to slightly graze my g-spot and when I slammed back, more of the area came into contact. I reached forward again, this time resisting the temptation to immediately slam backwards. I only made it about an inch further before I gave in. That time when I slammed back, I moaned out loud. Again, my wall suffered.
I gave up on trying pulling forward too much and gave in. I came forward again and smashed back swallowing my moan that time and immediately repeating the process. I balanced on my hands and just started pumping back as fast as I could. I was biting my lip, opening and closing my eyes, and just groaning. I couldn’t even stop as I fucked the penis protruding from the headboard. It was like you were fucking me so hard, Ken. A couple of times as I was getting fucked by the rubber dick I lost balance on one of my hands and dropped to an elbow. That would cause the dildo to hit my spot very well and I would scream just a little.
I could tell that I wasn’t going to be able to continue for too much longer. From all the times that I had slipped to my elbow, the feeling of my orgasm was coming closer and closer. I just held onto the fact that it was you right there, guiding my hips with your powerful hands back in your room. I imagined you trying to keep me quiet as you relentlessly pounded my pussy with your dick. I could see you seeing my red ass as your pelvis had slammed into me so hard. But still, I was going to try and push back harder and harder. Maybe my pussy was clenching on your dick so hard that it actually had all turned purple like your head does.
But we had to stay a little quiet if we were in your room. So I tried a little harder to keep my mouth shut as you continuously stroked inside of me. Perhaps, this is why I was so wet last night. Maybe it wasn’t a temperature thing at all. Maybe my body went through all of the motions of you fucking me and couldn’t resist.
My headboard was making evident damage to the wall as I ran all of this through my head amidst the dildo squishing inside me. I could feel little bits of wetness resting on my outer lips and imagined it traveling the length of the blue penis. But then, again, I imagined that it was your penis and with that thought I started shaking. My arms flexed all the way as I through my head back and I kept rocking. My body started pushing back so far that my ass was actually coming into contact with the headboard and then it started coming…
Wave after wave of intense feeling streaked right up from my knees to pussy as I slammed back one last time. I stayed on the cock as my juices pooled at my vagina and crawled their way down the penis onto my bed. I slumped to the side with the force of my tightened pussy pulling the dildo off the headboard. For a few minutes afterward I just stayed slumped on the bed with the blue dildo still in my pussy.
Anyway, Ken, you can see why I didn’t get anything done as I had planned. As I had recovered from that episode I soon garnered the energy to do it all over. I spent all day thinking of you and subsequently having to massage and fuck my pussy to orgasm. As I go to sleep tonight, I’ll be sure to leave the dildo in my pussy and cream on it all night.
Until you’re inside of me again,
Laurie