It Gets So Hard When I'm Missing You

I'm Missing You...

"Fuck," he growled. "I need that pussy now." Norah was nearly gasping for breath, but she opened her eyes and watched her husband intently, slowing her fingers slightly. She didn't want to finish before he did.

Billie picked up his phone and angled it down directly onto the fleshlight so Norah could get a clear view of what he was doing. Groaning softly, he spit on two calloused fingers and massaged them into the very top of the fleshlight opening. "Oh, Norah," he breathed. Hastily, he slipped an index finger into the fleshlight, making the top of it pop in and out with every "come here" motion he made with his finger. He wasted no time slipping in a middle finger, and soon after, he was rubbing the clit of the artificial vagina with his thumb while his two fingers fucked it. His cock bounced up and down in front of him, dark blue veins painting the crevasses of his throbbing flesh as he worked vigorously at the fake vagina. The camera shook slightly in his hand, and Norah could tell he was desperate. Hell, she was too, she had to admit, as gobs of drool trickled down her chin. Feasting on the beauty before her, she prepared to have a mind-blowing orgasm on their living room couch, and smiled contentedly; knowing that it wouldn't be the first time, and that it sure as hell wouldn't be the last.

At last, Billie spoke again, his breathing irregular. "I think you're ready for me, now, baby," he purred, positioning the camera at the opening behind the fleshlight. "Here we go," he whispered through a ragged breath, slowly sinking his cock into the fleshlight until his tip poked out the end of it, right at Norah's face. "Norah, baby, I'm not gonna last long," he warned through gritted teeth. Norah started moving her fingers once more, eager to chase her orgasm alongside her husband as he chased his.

Billie eased himself into the fleshlight, pumping into it first at a leisurely pace, then speeding up just enough to where Norah could hear his hips gently slap the top of the fleshlight with every thrust. Billie was helpless to the overwhelming mewls of pleasure gurgling deep within his throat, whimpering and moaning divinely. Norah struggled to keep her eyes open and watch her husband as she pleasured herself, but she managed to study his cock for a few moments in quick bursts under lustful lashes. The sweet concoction of groans and the occasional expletive that flowed from his lips was music to her ears. She noticed an impressive pooling of clear, sticky pre-come at the head of his cock as it retreated and plummeted in front of her face continuously, and his warning echoed in her ears.

"I'm close, baby," he whimpered. "I'm so close." His thrusts had become sloppy and jagged now; the precision that had been there a few minutes before now dying, but this meant that his orgasm was near, and thank goodness, because Norah's was, too.

"Oh, baby...you make me so happy...come with me, Nor," he panted, his thrusts slowing drastically. "I'm gonna come," he breathed, and gasped; freezing halfway inside the fleshlight as his cock twitched and heaved rope after rope of come onto his camera lens. This sweet affirmation of love is what did it for Norah, and she convulsed against the arm of the sofa as her own orgasm overtook every muscle in her body, making her twitch from head to toe. Still, she miraculously managed to keep an eye on Billie throughout the whole blissful undertaking, and even got to watch his cock shake, twitch, and struggle to inch its way forward in the delicious way it tends to do when men come and want to keep thrusting, but can't because their orgasm just seizes them in all its power. "Fuck. Oh, fuck," he whimpered softly, the camera shaking in time with his voice. Norah obviously couldn't see, but she assumed Billie had grasped the edge of the hotel room table to keep from toppling over.

"Oh, baby," Billie hummed into the microphone after several heart-thundering seconds. "That was so amazing. I hope it was for you, too. I love you so much." As Norah came down from her own high, she squinted in between the off-white liquid that painted her screen, waiting to see his face again. "Holy shit, it got everywhere," he giggled softly, still breathing hard, and he came back into view after wiping at the lens a bit. "Sorry about that, love." His smile was warm and his eyes were tired as he made his sweetest kissy-face at the screen before backing away, giving Norah a better full-body picture. His cock was still fully erect, tickling the air slightly as it bobbed up and down with his heartbeat, and his knees were trembling underneath him. "Muah, muah," he cooed, pursing his lips together and blowing kisses in her direction, winking into the camera that was still smudged with his come. It was the hottest scene Norah could ever imagine, aside from the one she'd just witnessed. "I can't wait to be in your arms again," he said softly, kneeling at the camera once more. "I love you, Norah Grace Armstrong. Bye, baby."

Wearing a flushed smile, Billie waved and diddled with the phone for what seemed like an eternity before he finally got it to stop recording. Norah giggled at his lack of savviness with technology before retreating her fingers and sighing heavily into the sofa. That had been amazing, no doubt about it. She was absolutely addicted to her husband and his spontaneity.

She let herself be immersed in the soft fabric for several minutes before picking up her phone and tapping on Billie's icon to call him.

"Hello, Norah Grace...close your eyes and I'll kiss you...tomorrow, I'll miss you...remember, I'll always be true...and then while I'm away, I'll write home every day, and I'll send all my loving to you," came the sleepy, loving, and oh-so-tender voice on the other end of the line. Norah swallowed hard, hot tears flooding her eyes once more.

"All my loving, I will send to you...all my loving...darling, I'll be true," she stammered at last, finishing the lyric that meant so much to them both. "I love you, Billie Joe. Can't wait until you're home." She was sobbing at this point, and Billie did the one thing he could think to do to comfort her from so many miles away.

"I'm already there, baby," he cooed, smiling as a sticky tear rolled down his own cheek. "Wrap your arms around yourself for me right now, and know that's me holding you, too. I love you, too," he breathed, swallowing hard. "I'll be home before you know it."