I was married for 22 years when my husband died. He was the only man I had ever had sex with.
In the beginning we had a good sex life. I loved being eaten out. I still do. It's probably my favourite thing.
He was OK at it.
I am a very selfish person sexually. I am better at receiving than giving, truth told.
Anyway, in the later years of our marriage, I was just not there sexually.
I know it hurt him.
I just didn't enjoy sex.
After he died, I was so lonely.
I was incredibly horny all the time.
I masturbated regularly.
A couple of years after he died, I began a relationship with a man.
He was absolutely amazing at oral sex.
The way he used his tongue.
I am wet now just thinking about it.
I can still feel his hot breath on my inner thighs and against my throbbing, wet pussy.
I feel his tongue brushing against my clit and sucking gently at first, but with gradually more pressure.
I always exploded with juices and soaked the bed beneath us, every time.
He turned out to be an asshole.
I dumped him.
I am alone again.
Oh how I miss that glorious pussy eating.
It almost makes me want to call him up.
If only I could find someone who could make me feel like that, but who isn't a total dick.
I wouldn't have to sit here, rubbing my wet clit and fingering my aching pussy.