Long Distance Connection

We'd been together for six months before he moved to the other side of the country.
Things were intense right off the bat. 
From the first time I worked a scene with him, I knew I had to have him. His skin was onyx, and smooth as silk, and every time he licked his lips, I melted a little.
From the way he looked at me with those devilish eyes and sly grin, his thoughts were on par with mine.
It didn't take long before we were back at his dorm room, going at it like souls that had been reconnected after centuries of searching.
He could eat me out like no one's business! Refusing to stop until I squirted all over his face. 
We were like a fire storm whenever we were together.
Then he graduated and moved to New York.
Stuck on opposite coasts, I wasn't sure we were going to work.
That's when he suggested the idea of some computer love.
Initially, I said no. It wouldn't work.
But to be honest, I was nervous.
I'm not a size two. And it's no secret that the camera easily adds hundreds of pounds, but he loved my body from the moment we met and couldn't wait for me to show it to him again.
Things started slow. We caught up. He told me about his auditions, a new class he was doing, places I needed to see when I came to visit.
Then he told me he wanted to see what was going on underneath my robe.
I smirked, started with a peak of my D cup cleavage.
He licked his gorgeous full lips and asked to see more.
I was not a submissive woman, but his authoritative voice when we were about to have sex always turned me on.
As I squeezed my breasts together, he began to touch himself. A thick nine inches that I remembered every bit of.
When I pulled out my toy, he pulled out his cock.
I did my best to keep my eyes open as he stroked himself in tune to my own movements.
I thought back to how he would kiss me while he thrust deep filling every bit of me on the inside.
I could feel his hands all over me, grabbing my ass, kneading my breasts, cradling my neck...
The camera wasn't there anymore. It was just me and him, back in his college dorm room, fucking like there was no tomorrow.
Heat washed over me. I could feel my orgasm rising from within. I leaned back in my chair, squeezed my nipple pushing myself over the edge. The hand on my toy became soaked with my juices thinking of him there.
The sound of him coming spurred me back to reality. I watched him come all over his chest.
After a few minutes, we both laughed at the mess we made.
We talked a little more afterwards. Before we knew, it was 2:30 in the morning. He blew me a kiss before setting a date for the next week.
Then we said our goodbyes.
Maybe long distance wouldn't be so bad after all.