Saturday 3 September 2016

My Fucked Up Fantasy

You know those fantasies that are just wrong? Like, you can’t figure out exactly where they come from, but they fill your mind and seep into your soul and even though you’re ashamed every time you try to shove the thoughts away, you’re also really horny? It’s like a sickness. But it’s also one you don’t completely mind because the orgasms which stem from it are just too hot to pass up.

Well, I have a number of those. It’s not exactly a full idea, though. Just bits and pieces that flood my senses – a flash of intense eroticism that makes my nipples hard and my clitoris absolutely ache. It’s just porn in my head but there’s not build up – just boom, thrust right into the middle of the action. I know there’s a backstory and that makes it even hotter, but that’s never the part that I see or hear in my head.







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