On this day, I felt an intense desire for my future husband. I was in the luteal phase and as my period approached, I noticed a change in my sexual desire. It was quite interesting. One day, my desire was extremely strong and all kinds of wild fantasies were swirling in my mind. I engaged in masturbation. The next day, I felt more gentle and longed to be gently embraced and to have sex slowly. Today was such a day.

The foreplay began when I put on the white thong, teasingly rubbing my labia. Then I lay on my back and massaged the mons pubis until it became moist. Next, I rubbed with a towel as usual, while watching a sweet and romantic sex video. In the video, a couple was lovingly touching each other in the bedroom of a tropical resort, enjoying oral sex and the pleasure of penetration.

Next, I continued to lie on my back, being caressed by my fingertips. I reached out to touch my vibrating rod, but it soon dried up and became stiff. So, I lingered for a while longer, feeling it slippery, and then quickly let go.

I sat up, leaning against the bed, facing the mirror, and inserted the vibrating rod into my vagina. Oh my god! It felt amazing. I could almost feel the spherical head of the vibrating rod rubbing against those pleasurable spots in my vagina. As I had said before, those nerves seemed to "wake up". The insertion of fingers or the vibrating rod into the vagina really made me feel pleasant. (Thank God!)

When I looked at the scene in the mirror, images of my intimate moments with my future husband came to my mind.

I pretended that we were on our honeymoon. He gently inserted himself into me, enjoying my vagina, marveling at how thick I had become. I encouraged him and begged him to reach climax. With my right hand, I caressed the labia and the clitoral hood, while with my left hand, I masturbated, trying different angles, imagining that I was receiving his strong and plump penis.

Once, I lay on my back on the ground, writhing my body on the vibrating rod. My right hand was still rubbing, but my arm was pressed under my body, making me feel uncomfortable. However, I almost reached my climax!

I returned to the mirror, gazing at my body under the light, the soft skin of my abdomen, the bronzed arms, the long, loose hair, the round, small breasts and the tight, pink nipples, as well as the redish glow on my swollen vulva. I kept whispering to my invisible partner.

The fox spirit within me erupted. I imagined my husband inviting several friends into the room and having them take turns ejaculating inside me. After a man "reached climax", I would pull out the vibrator and let the semen drip down, pretending it was his semen. Then I would shoot it back in, pretending that the next man was ejaculating inside my vagina.

Finally, my "husband" retook possession of me, being completely engulfed by his wet and sticky vagina. I enthusiastically welcomed him and allowed him to ejaculate inside me. I was stimulated by the vibrator and my body convulsed. The pleasure quickly flooded into my body. I forcefully expelled the semen and hoped to let it spray out. Although it didn't happen, the feeling was still very pleasant. I trembled a few times, took several deep breaths, and calmed myself down.

Oh, how I long to end this wonderful encounter with the man that God has arranged for me! I can't describe the feeling at that moment. I just want to give him an indescribable pleasure and receive the same joy from him. I want to lazily kiss his lips, lie down weakly in his arms, feel his sweaty skin, embrace him, and also be embraced by him. May one day, everything is possible, dear God!