That Vegas Weekend Renewed Pt 1

Whitney walked back into the living room to put away her purse when she noticed that her husband had fallen asleep on the couch. She figured she should let him sleep, so she headed up to bed alone. She lied down and closed her eyes but sleep would not find her. She tossed and turned but to no avail.

Visions of Michael plagued her, his smile, his eyes and that look he gave her in Vegas. She could see him lying with her, sliding his hands down her neck and teasing her nipples. Whitney opened her eyes and watched as she played with her own nipples, teasing them just the way he had. She closed her eyes and made her hand his in her mind. Her nipples now hard, her hand ventured lower to her neatly trimmed curls.

Her fingertips brushed against her silky damp lips, sending a shudder through her body. She could see him just above her and feel his hands upon her. Her legs parted slightly as her fingertips parted her dewy lips to reveal her delicate clit. His tongue teased her clit softly at first, then in quick short strokes. Whitney bit into a pillow trying to muffle her whimpers of pleasure.

She slipped her finger from her clit down and deep into her. In her mind, he was penetrating her, buried deep within her. The finger slid back to the tip and drove forward deep and hard, her palm cuffing her lips and swollen clit with every stroke. Her left hand played with her left nipple and her finger worked franticly. She could clearly see herself sitting astride him, rocking back and forth until they both came.

The memory was so clear that she could feel his hands on her breasts again, him deep within her. Her hips began to rock up into her hand with every stroke, her left hand squeezing her breast just as he had. She could hear his pants of pleasure as her orgasm began. Her back arched and her finger writhed within her, her palm grinding against her clit. She cried out into the pillow as she came hard, her body shuddering all the while.

Her body continued to quiver and protested as her finger slipped from her depths. The occasional shock wave from her orgasm caused her body to twitch. She laid her head down on the pillow and wrapped her arm around another and closed her eyes. She felt someone crawl into bed with her and in her mind it was Michael, lying behind her to hold her through the night.

Co-written( beautifully I might add) by Seker

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