a man possessed...

I can't keep my hands off of my cock tonight...

It's nearly the full moon, and my brain is fizzing gently in all sorts of carnal thoughts. I've been thinking about a... scenario, that I'm going to try to write in the near future, and since it's something that gets me incredibly hot... but once a day is enough, especially with Mrs. Darkerside coming home later... well, I don't want to be completely useless.

Last night was fun. She came home from school, stressed out and needing some TLC. I undressed her slowly, taking off her shirt, pants and bra without touching her skin at all. Asking her to sit on the edge of the bed, I knelt in front of her, touching first her feet, then her calves, then her thighs. My touch was light, tender, only occasionally overtly sexy.

Then the phone rings, and we have to go. I'm really starting to hate that phone. Except, just like last time, she gets a twinkle in her eye and asks me if I want to fuck fast now or slow later.

I say "Both, of course." and she laughs, pulling me up onto the bed. Since we're in a hurry, she grabs the Astroglide, makes use of it and climbs on top of me, sliding down onto me with a sigh and a growl. Within minutes, she's cumming, and a few seconds later so am I.

Then we're off and away on our errand.

But, of course, none of that helps with the right here, right now. She's off at school, and I'm here. I'm feeling randy. No, I'm feeling... possessed. I want to shove her down on the bed, pin her arms above her head and take her, just the way she loves me to. I want her to treat me rough, call me names, hold me down and fuck me, just the way I love her to.

This isn't helping...