fantasy while masturbating.
I share a house with three men. Their individual scents permeate the house and on days where I am the horniest my levels of lust reach a peaked awareness of their manliness. I imagine their bodies smooth, hard, and muscular. In my minds eye, I see their secret places asleep in their rooms quiet and unassuming of my lustful contemplation. A mans body is sleek, powerful with slim hips and strong arms. It is the unconscious effect of their bodies that is most appealing; the habitual cycle of dreaming hardness that is thrilling to imagine. I lay in my bed nude with my legs wide apart tantalizing my appetite for sex with thoughts of men all delightful in their hardness. My breathing quickens, my breasts swell and my nipples harden. My body responds by becoming humid and hot. My bed feels good, the sheets cradle my body while I feel my sex grow tighter aching for penetration as I arch my hips higher desiring the heavy thrust of a man.