Sex Journal (entry 4) I miss him

God, how I miss him, I miss how he made me feel, I miss the butterfly’s in my stomach,
I miss how the excitement of knowing I was going to see him made my fanny flutter,
I miss the feeling of feeling myself getting wet before her had even knocked on the door,
I miss his big dick, The way he spoke to me, the way he could make me do whatever he asked,
I miss the intense orgasms everytime we fucked!

I’ve not seen him in so long, Our paths have crossed in public, but we had to act ‘normal’
In reality we never actually ended our ‘fling’ it just stopped! I just need him one last time!
Maybe I will message him! Get one last night of passion with the man who could fully have me
under his control! I crave his touch, I crave how good he made me feel, I miss the excitement of the
sex we shouldn’t of been having!

I haven’t had a good fuck in so long! I need to be treated like a dirty little slut, by him and only by him!
Dare I? Should I? Will I?