...
I miss her...
My crush...
My unofficial girlfriend.
Although that's being generous. We're just close friends. I wish we were together though. I've had past girlfriends and even a past lover before. However, never have I felt stronger about anybody before. I feel like I want to be with her forever.
I miss everything about her. Her golden blonde, lush, flowing hair. Her blushing cheeks when she gets nervous or flustered. Her voluptuous and curvaceous form. Her cute and endearing voice. Her magnificent, tall, moderately skinny form whilst still being thick as fuck. And her radiant green eyes, reminiscent of gemstones shining bright. It's all so perfect. However, all of those good looks are secondary to me.
I love her. For who she is. Body and all.
I love her shy and playful personality. She sometimes comes to school with bruises on her arms. She hides them quite well. She doesn't need to be embarrassed about falling or anything, but it's cute that she feels like she needs to.
I'm laying in my bed before I go to sleep for the night. So I do the thing I do all the time when thinking of her...
I slide my hand underneath the cover and into my pajama pants. My fingers slide across the top of my already erect penis. I feel the fabric on the inside of my pajamas. I wonder what it would be like to be her lover. Her husband. And having a family with her. I can't imagine a better future. Me and her will be 18 soon so that prospect seems a little bit more likely in my mind. Our birthdays are very close together. My hand goes up and down the shaft as it cries out for more. However, there's one thing above all else that we both crave.
Sophia...
My basement room is entirely dark aside from the miniscule amount of light flowing in from the window above my head. A nice tranquil setting to think sensually of my real life goddess.
"Mmmm..."
*Knock* *Knock*
There's a couple taps on the glass above my head. Huh? What's that banging on my window?