I'll Tell You What I Want, What I Really Really Want.

Ideally, these are things I would love to happen to me. 

I would love to lie naked on a bed while a whole group of guys jerked off over me. I’d love to feel their spunk splatter all over me, my face, hair, boobs, tummy, my cunny.....everywhere! Then, I’d like them to use it as lubrication to fuck me, simultaneously in all my holes at once. 

I would love to make a porn film, but not one of those terrible “professional” ones. I’d want a fixed camera, and someone I really loved with me. We would make love as sexily, as raunchily as possible. He would screw me every which way, but wouldn’t be doing it for the fucking camera. He would be doing it for me....making me cum repeatedly. 

I would like to video myself masturbating in a lot of different ways. As you know, when I masturbate, my brain takes over, and sometimes, I love to dress up and live out a scenario. Sometimes, it’s just ‘normal’ masturbation, whatever that may be, but sometimes, it’s down and dirty. I would love to video myself peeing my panties and then rubbing myself off. 

Outdoors.....yes.....I would definitely like to be fucked outdoors, and preferably someplace where I am highly likely to be seen, wouldn’t it be terrific, for example, if some innocent teen found me and whoever my boyfriend might be fucking in a park...he watches for a while and then we invite him to join in. He gives his virginity to me over a picnic bench. 

Like a lot of my friends, I have the ‘fucked by a total stranger’ fantasy. Maybe in a museum, or library, maybe somewhere more public...on a train....a bus....someone who just finds me unspeakably attractive simply takes me. His hands all over me, moving my clothes only as much as he has to in order to have me. It is passionate, urgent, necessary. Once he and I have orgasmed, he simply walks away, leaving me with his cum running down my legs and into my ruined undies. Fuck yes! I really want that. 

I would love a threesome, whether it was ffm or mfm, I wouldn’t mind.....oh...or even fff. I think three girls would be amazing.

ON THE GAME.

One recurring fantasy that has given a lot of masturbatory pleasure is this. I am walking home one night when a car pulls up alongside me. The driver winds the window down and asks me, “How much?” He has mistaken me for a prostitute, but in that moment, I feel rather excited at the prospect. I tell him £100.00 and he agrees. I get in the car and he screws me on the back seat. It is seedy, disgusting, and utterly wonderful! Better yet, during the act, he asks me if I do “A levels”. It takes me a moment to understand that he isn’t asking about my education....he wants anal. I charge him an extra £50, and I roll over and feel him finish up my bum. I leave the car, clutching my money and feel privileged to have joined the oldest profession in the world, even if only for a short time. 

EMBARRASSED INTO ORGASM.

Then there’s humiliation. I find I like this....or rather the prospect of this. Maybe I’m called to the front of a school assembly.. the head teacher berates me for committing the sin of masturbation in the girls' lavatories. She makes me strip to my undies, and show the entire school what I did. I have to sit on a chair on the stage and masturbate, but it doesn’t work out as the head thinks it will. One after another, I see girls' hands going up their skirts. As I masturbate in front of them, some girls turn to their neighbours and start kissing. Others reach into their neighbours' panties and they masturbate each other. In the sixth form, some girls have gone down on each other. The whole hall smells of sex, but it’s not over yet. The boys, momentarily stupefied by the display panning out before them, start to get involved. Zippers are undone, cocks sticking out hard and angry. They walk among the masturbating girls before choosing one and fucking her. For some girls it’s their first time, for others it’s not. Age is no barrier....and I have caused this....me masturbating. I look at the semi circle of teachers, mostly nuns and monks on the stage. They too are either masturbating or fucking in direct contravention of their vows. My eyes are fixed on a girl in the middle of the hall. She is on all fours, a boys cock in her cunny, and another in her mouth. I see her cunny lips stretched around the boys cock and he pulls out of her....a stream of white cum runs down her legs.....and I cum. 

THE WRONG NUMBER.

I get a call on my mobile. It is a wrong number, but the girl at the other end sounds sexy....I can’t put it into words just what that means, but her voice is kinda husky, and she is apologetic for disturbing me. Out of the blue, and with no warning, I ask her if she has ever had sex with another girl. She says she hasn’t. I tell her that her voice alone has made me wet. She likes that. I ask her what she is wearing, and what colour and style her panties are. She tells me they are dark green. I ask her if she is getting wet, and there is a pause before a husky ‘yes’ comes down the phone. I tell her to go to the bathroom. Once there I ask her to strip down to her panties alone. Then I ask her to sit on the toilet. I tell her that when I masturbate, sometimes I like to wet myself, and I ask her if she has ever done that. She hasn’t, so I encourage her to pee in her panties. It takes a few minutes for her to break a lifetime of conditioning, but I hear the little splash of water and a,n “Ohhh.....that feels....amazing.” I tell her to let it all go as she rubs her clit. I can hear her breath quickening and becoming raspy, but it is when I tell her that if I was there, I would be sucking her through her soaked panties that I hear her cum. 

Phone sex is great, and I would love to do more of it.

THE LONG WALK HOME.

I have been abducted. My abductor has made me strip naked. He has masturbated looking at me, and then dumps me at the side of the road, minus my clothes. It is night time, and I have to walk home, stark naked, avoiding being seen by anyone. As I walk, I become aroused, thinking about what might happen if I WAS seen. Maybe someone might help me....maybe they would rape me.....maybe they would charge me a ‘fee’ for helping me. That fee might be anything from jacking them off to anal sex. 

Finally, there is something I actually do. I love leaving my used panties where they might be found. The most daring place I’ve done this is in the men’s rest room in shops or cafes. Just walking in there is sexy....there might be someone in there already....the scent in a men’s restroom is pure testosterone, and it’s highly sexy. I leave my undies on the hook or on the door lock. Sometimes I write a note with the date and time on the door. When we aren’t on lockdown, or in these dumb ‘bubbles’ anymore, I will get around a lot more. If you ever find a pair of girl’s panties on the back of a men’s cubicle door.....or in a clothes shop fitting room, they may well be mine.

Male or female, I hope you enjoy them.