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I Know He Is Reading This

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I have finally figured out that he, the man I lust after, reads this. There is no doubt in my mind.


I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to write my experiences here. Partly, of course, it's your fault. I read your contributions and I can't keep my hands out of my panties. You make me so horny you see. When I see you in church, and when I read what you write here. I'm taking a chance of course, in case I have got it wrong and it isn't 'you', but I secretly suspect it is.

Do you know what you did to me last time you bastard? I read your story and was wet all day, and I don't mean 'moist' I mean full on wet. Wet to the point of my panties needing to come off and be discarded. I smelled of sex; of the arousal you caused.

Do you know I have masturbated IN church over you? I sat there looking at you last Sunday squeezing my thighs together in blissful anticipation of an orgasm later in the day, but then you looked at me and smiled and pursed your lips a little like you do, and I orgasmed right there in my panties. All I could think about was your cock inside me.

Still as I write this, I am wearing that little white cotton summer dress. You know the one. The one you can't keep your eyes off me in. The one I wear the black thong underneath so it shows through. The one you can see the stars tattoed on my shoulder and the celtic design across my back. I know you like to think of it as a 'Tramp Stamp', and for you, oh I would be SUCH a tramp.

I am writing this sitting on the hood of my car on top of the hills overlooking our town. My knees are up and you could see my panties if you were here. So could anyone else walking past. I feel like such a slut. The summer breeze is ruffling my hair a little and as it eddies around me, I can even smell my excitement. Unfortunately, it is only MY excitement. I wonder what I would smell like after you have fucked me raw.

In a moment, I am going to have to put this laptop down and lay back on my car and push my hand into my panties. When we talked once, you told me about the time you saw a girl doing this. It thrilled me. Although you stuttered and stumbled and didnt come right out and say it. Oh how I would have loved to hear you say the rude words. They turn me on SO much...did you know?

I am wet now, soaked through. But I won't take my panties off just yet. You see I want to do something with them. You told me the girl you saw looked like she had wet herself, but there was something in the way you said it. You like the thought of a girl wetting her panties don't you. Well, let me tell you a secret. More of us like doing that than you might suspect. If you were watching me now, you would see me peeing so slowly, like a naughty schoolgirl, into my panties. Maybe I should be punished.

Now, I need to put this down. I am about to jill off thinking of you screwing me over the hood of my car. When I cum I will cry your name out loud.

My panties? I will leave them here. Maybe some dirty old man will jack off in them. Maybe you will. I can see your house from here. Ohh please. Look my way because I will show you a slice of heaven.



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