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Thinking of Dan

This is a story of my friend Dan. We used chat for a while on the Internet, but don't do it now. I have such fond memories of our chats. At first we would speak about everyday things, then as we got to know each another that little bit better I found myself telling him about how I liked my sex.

He would tell me detailed things about what he was doing as we spoke and I would find myself getting so turned on by this person. As we spoke I would be sliding my hand in between my legs and I would start to rub my clit through my thong. I would feel the wetness on the tips of my fingers.

He would be typing in detail about how he would love to fuck my ass and I would get so turned on. Then he would say, 'What are you doing?' Some of the times I would tell him what I was doing, but there were times that I never said. I would have my hand inside my thong and I would be running my finger over my clit before sliding it into my pussy.

The more he typed, the more excited I would get. I would then slide a hand up my top, tweaking my nipples with my fingers and making them so hard. My other hand would be at my pussy, pushing two fingers in, as my thumb started to rub at my clit harder. He would still be typing away, not knowing about what I was doing.

I would now be kneeling on my bed pushing my fingers into my very wet pussy. I'd then take them out and rub them against my very hard clit until I came. My friend Dan would still be typing away and clueless most of the time about what I was doing.

I miss my friend Dan now, but have such nice and horny thoughts about him. Thanks Dan xxxx


Posted on: 2004-08-31 00:00:00 | Author: