You dip your fingers into my drenched pussy and pull them back out, showing me how wet I am. Then you pull down my panties and I feel the cool air on my wetness. As I inhale deeply, I suddenly remember my poor little cucky in the background. I smile to myself and chuckle softly, looking at your poor little cock straining towards my legs. It’s at this time that you come up from removing my dripping panties and turn your attentions to my sex. Licking me and touching me like my cucky wishes he could. But he was a bad boy and this is his punishment…Mmm. I feel your cockhead against my slit, rubbing up and down. But I don’t let you do that for long. I need your length inside me. I need to feel your cock in my pussy, stretching me, filling me. Finally you comply and I moan as you thrust into me.
To be continued…
I just realized I haven’t posted anything sexy yet. So here goes. I’m alone in my bed, so vulnerable. I’m reading a book and haven’t noticed you come in. You look me over and slowly and ever so quietly sneak up on me. I don’t notice you until I feel your hand running up my leg. I jump at the unexpected touch but then notice another feeling coming over myself. A giddiness, a heat. I smile and look into your eyes. You smile back as your hand moves closer to my panties. You rub them until they grow damp from my excitement, then you remove your pants and boxers. I watch your growing hard on as you climb on to the bed and are straddling me. Then you start rubbing the head against my moistening panties. You lean down and we exchange a very passionate kiss. Now your fingers are at my sex again. Rubbing me harder through my panties. I wish you’d just take them off already and fuck me but we’ve only just begun and the night is young…
There was an invasion of a kingdom. The royal family was abducted and the rest of the inhabitants attacked. Magic was being thrown left and right. Bards were singing counter-songs, wizards were firing missiles. Just as the kingdom looked to be overcome by the dark forces, the family appeared wielding a magical sword. They drove out the fiends and the land was restored. What little magic left over was given to the family and the sword hung over the castle gates as a symbol of the past, as a reminder.
So I have everything to create a goth-type outfit (forgive me if that sounds offensive or incorrect or whatnot) minus the dress. I have an old Halloween costume that would be amazing but it’s far too small. :( I guess I’ll have to improvise.
Oh, Who’s Line Is It Anyway? why did you leave us?
Oh, good. My horniness has returned. I can fantasize again. My boyfriend believes I have a pegging fetish. I’ve only done it once and I loved it. :)