Hey Lana. I wrote this story for you, in the hope that you would tell us more about your experiences. I'm thinking about you right now.
First, I'd love to thank everybody for submitting stories to this site. I've been coming here for years, and this is my first submission. I hope that it helps some people pleasure themselves, and I'd love some girls to submit stories telling us what they did while they read it.
I'm rock hard right now. Just the thought of writing this story has made me excited. I feel the bulge in my pants, and I unzip them, letting my member out. I stroke it up and down, thinking of a young woman, writhing in ecstasy as she strokes her pussy, circles her clit, and explores her body. I take off my clothes, and stroke faster, lubricating and moistening with saliva, licking my palm and then stroking again.
I think of Lana, you, beautiful, her taught body moving with the rhythm of her motion, her hips gyrating, up and down, faster and faster, her eyes closed as she is lost in the moment of her ultimate pleasure. I stroke harder, feeling the pleasure begin to build, feeling the unstoppable event that is about to occur. I lean back in my chair, and stroke away faster and faster as I spasm and moan her name. Lana.....Lana.........I moan it louder and louder as I come again and again and again.
I sit and let the waves of pleasure wash over me and subside, and smile imagining her doing the same.
Thanks everybody. Love, John.