I go to my bedroom.
Sex is in my head.
I look over, to see no one in my bed.
I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist.
My shirt tug over my face.
The tinge around my breasts slowly leave.
No one is here for me to please.
I lay down my hand trace down.
My fingers tickle all around.
I moan my lovers name.
The movements go insane.
My finger feels inside my ass and around.
More I scream, right now!
I move it faster.
Heart beating faster.
“Aiden…” I whisper.

I take it out in a rush.
I prop up my pillow and hear shush.
I sit down like its a seat.
I ride and ride until I’m complete.
“Oh yes!” I moan/whisper.
I wish my pillow was that mister.
I bounce my ass like it a trampoline.
“Oh please!” I scream.

I look at the wall.
It’s an ugly wall.
I close my eyes and think of his face.
Then it seems like a sexual place.
I kiss the “wall” like it’s my lover.
My hand touches it, I don’t feel alone.
If he saw this he would have a bone (boner).

He is 3 years older.
I don’t give a fuck.
But, I’d fuck him no matter what.


Btw, I’m going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is coming out soon.
And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I’ll stop writing them.

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I go to my bedroom.
Sex is in my head.
I look over, to see no one in my bed.
I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist.
My shirt tug over my face.
The tinge around my breasts slowly leave.