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A chronicle of fantasies

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Flightcrew737 Posted on: 07 Oct 2006 1 comments
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A lot of my friends here have asked me to write down some of the fantasies I used to masturbate to as a young girl. I must say, I am honoured that you want to know! Still, here goes.Hot Summer Days.During my last years at school, I can remember being very horny during the summer. I think it was because the school was a fairly ancient building and there was no air conditioning. Most of the classrooms were full of sweaty 16 year olds, but nothing like the gym. I remember being excited at the anticipation of a PE lesson. Now, I know it is because I find the female form as attractive as the male. Sometimes, quite often in fact, the showers weren't working, and that meant that the next lesson would be heaven for me. And so to the fantasy.......The day ends, and I walk home in the sweltering heat of another hot July day. My clothes stick to me and make me feel clostrophobic. I am sweating all over, and my knickers feel totally soaked through. As I walk home, I am keenly aware of the sensation between my legs. My thoughts turn from the physical to the mental. I know I am wet. I think back three years ago, when I gave my virginity to a much older man. As I walk, my minds eye give me the memory of him pumping me, and my footsteps synchronize with the memory. I remember how stretched I felt, and how, after intial nervousness on both our parts, we had both given in to the demands of our bodies. I smile to myself as I walk. I become aware of a prickling sensation in my breasts. Again, I smile, and I decide to do something a little naughty. I turn off the street I am walking along and go into a small park. There is no-one about, as it is really too hot to be outside. I find myself a little covering of shrubs, and I unbutton my school shirt. I slip it off quickly, and hurriedly remove my trainer bra, which I place in my school bag. I do my blouse up again, and it feels delicious to be naked underneath it. I stand up, and take my knickers off. They are dark green, but the crotch is almost black, the material is so wet with sweat, and my pussy. Again, I stow the knickers in my bag. It feels so horny to be naked under my blouse and shirt. I walk over to the bench near the play park and just sit there for a little. A couple have spread their blanket on the grass and are having a pcnic. I watch them for a while and imagine them having sex. I think about his cock in her mouth, and him with his fingers inside her. The thought makes my tummy tighten. I shift position, and I know that if either of them look up, they will be able to see up myskirt. I go dry mouthed at the thought! I let my mind roam over thier bodies. I think about him fucking me while she watches, and I wonder if she would masturbate at the same time, or whether she would kiss me. I wonder if she would be furious, and I glory in the power that would give me. I imagine different scenarios, him dominating her, she dominating him, eventually, I settle on the scene as it is, except, I imagine them, oblivious of me petting and eventually making love. I have just developed this scenario into her lying on her back, naked with her legs over his shoulders and him pounding her, when he looks up at me. I know he can see my pussy, and I do not move. He freezes (clearly he has seen what I wanted him to see) but carries on his conversation with his girlfreind. I wait there until he looks away. Now, my clit is throbbing and I get up from the bench and walk home. As soon as I know the house is empty, as it usually is when I come home from school, I go out to the pool. I shed my clothes as I go and I flop down onto one of the recliners. The heat in this secluded area of our grounds is intense. I bring my heels up to my ass and let my knees flop aside. So many thoughts bombard my head, me, masturbating naked outside, the couple in the park. The fact the he saw up my school skirt and found an almost hairless pussy. I imagine that the sight of me aroused him, and that when he fucks his girlfriend, he will be thinking of me. My hand moves from my tummy to my pussy. Fuck, she is WET. I rub my clit in small delicious circles, and I feel the tension build so rapidly. (Hmm strange, at this point on my way to orgasm, there is a fork in the road. Do I want it to be romantic, loving, or dirty, whore-like?) I decide that I want to think of me with them. I think of them both undressing me; of her telling me what he likes. I see her eyes as he enters me, and I see her hand in her knickers. I can feel his cock pumping me, but my mind is on her. I see the knuckle of her middle finger tent the material of her panties, and then I see it subside as she penetrates herself. I allow myself to think that she is not aroused by him fucking me, but by me. The orgasm tears through me like a wind. I arch my back and groan loudly. Orgasms like this last a while for me. Each touch on my small breasts, and each tremor of my finger inside me keeps it going. My last thought is of the scent of sweaty girls in the classroom and of how she might smell having sex on a hot day.I fall into a doze, cossetted by the blanket of post-orgasmic calm. Conscious of my parents being home soon, I dont let myself sleep, but I would love to. No, instead, I get up and put my blouse, tie and skirt on. When my dad arrives home, I am in the lounge doing my homework like a good little girl. (A good little girl who is naked beneath her uniform.)NOTE( I would never have had the word power to write my fantasies down as I had them as a young girl, but since being here, my memory has shown me many things I had forgotten.There are many more different things I used to masturbate over when I was younger. Sometimes, like this, they were opportunistic in nature. I would incorporate things I saw or thought about. Other times, they were situational, at still others, they were fuelled by secret looks at porn when I went to stay with friends.)Do let me know if you would like more.