My Secret Lover

My secret lover

My secret lover is taller than all the other men.

My secret lover is shy and only shows himself in his full splendor once a month.

My secret lover makes me sleep restlessly, gives me the wildest fantasies and fills my mind with loving inspiration.

I love him, even though our relationship is only fleeting and infrequent.

In one of my quiet hours, when I am concentrating on myself and my body, I had the idea to make our relationship less one-sided.

I had to wait an eternally long 15 days for it to happen, but then it did. The sky supported me with its cloudlessness, the temperature at night was mild.

Dressed in a fine kimono, I slowly trod the lawn in our garden. My secret lover was waiting for me in all his splendor.

I licked my lips and opened my thighs for my secret lover.

He shone his light on my yoni, whose excitement grew with every passing second.

I presented myself to him as I usually only present myself to my partner. In the glow of his cool light, I lay there and caressed myself.

I sucked his light into me, offered myself to him and ran wild with lust in his presence.

I masturbated, gasping with pleasure, while he was all over my skin.

The orgasms made me feel divine. I had become his moon goddess in those moments.