It had been only a few days since my lover had left, but I was crazy with desire.

I tried to concentrate on the book I’d been reading, but my mind kept wandering back to our luscious lovemaking. I could still envision his hard cock plunging into me and his come oozing down my legs.

As I sat there I felt my nipples stiffen, as they do when he caresses or sucks them. If only he were here with me. I stood up and tried to regain my composure, to no avail. I ran my fingers through my long, dark hair, and nearly tripped over my dog as she rubbed up against my legs.

I headed for the bedroom and closed the curtains. As I pulled off my jeans and T-shirt, a shiver went through me in anticipation of what I was about to do. I briefly entertained the thought of calling a friend, but decided just to do my own thing instead. It wouldn’t be the first time; I enjoyed masturbating almost as much as I enjoyed sex with my guy.

Lying on the bed again I caressed my nipples, and closed my eyes so I could replay the last time my lover was with me. He’d whispered in my ear, suggesting all kinds of wild fantasies; then suddenly his cock had stiffened against me. He teased me with it until I couldn’t stand it any longer.

I had allowed him to explore my body, sliding his hands down below my waist and back up again. He repeated his explorations several times before his hands went farther. Just when I couldn’t wait any longer, he moved them toward my inner thighs and eventually my vaginal lips. My clit was already standing up and ready for his fingers. Moving slowly at first, then more quickly, he rubbed his fingers back and forth over my swollen bud as I arched my back to increase the sensation.

That was the replay.

Wishing to prolong this incredible fantasy, I grabbed a vibrator from the nearby dresser. I turned it on low at first, then gradually advanced to full power. As I writhed with excitement I continued to fantasize until I believed the vibrator was my lover’s cock ready to pleasure me. I rubbed it down my thighs and felt my flesh tingle with expectation. I pressed the vibrator against my clit and began to come over and over again. Pushing it inside me, I had a truly gigantic orgasm.

I lay back exhausted, my body quivering uncontrollably. After dozing for a while, I awakened still wet and still aroused. At that moment the phone rang. It was my boyfriend. I had to tell him about my recent activity. I told him he was such a good lover, and although masturbation was great, there was nothing like the real thing.

We talked in such detail about what we will do when he comes back that I know he will cut his trip short. With any luck I’ll have to wait only a few more days before my fantasies will once again be real.