Imaginary Lover

My hand slides down my fuzzy treasure trail into my tight jeans. I rub my foreskin so lightly yet so rough, just how I like it. I fondle my nuts as I picture him tearing my clothes off. I gaze at the sexy face he makes with those eyes while he bites his bottom lip. I feel his smooth skin rub against mine. I admire his rock solid body, watching the sweat trickle down his tan body. I look at his muscles as they flex with every move he makes, and I see those sexy armpits that I just wanna lick all day.

I feel my cock grow swollen in my hand, I feel every throbbing pulse from my rock hard member. This strange feeling of naughtiness blasts euphoria and adrenaline in my veins as I stroke my cock. I picture him swaying his sexy hips as I take him in. My middle finger caresses my asshole and I grow warmer. This feeling is so erotic, and I'm horny beyond comprehension.

I slide up and down the sheets as I crank my cock harder and harder, faster and faster, but I slow down and change hands, edging for that perfect shot.

He girates against me, and I'm getting closer and closer. I jerk my hips and clench my thighs. The smell of sex and sweat invades my senses as I moan with a million breaths. I stiffen from my face to my toes as a thick, creamy, warm mountain of sweet cum splashes all over my sweaty body. I pant from my pleasureable workout and empty out the last ropes of emission from my cock. I lick my lips in satisfaction, and caress my skin, I slide into my bedsheets and fall asleep, drenched in cum, trying to remember those fond memories of my imaginary lover...