Welcome to Your Dream Girl's Dreams

[YourDreamGirl]

Well I had some free time and I thought I would just make a thread to host all the ideas that bubble around in my head. I was also thinking that this could serve as my erotic journal if I have a hot fantasy while I'm playing around on lit.

I always have horny bit's and bobs swimming around my head and some of those could be turned into Sex Rp threads also. Feel free to post here too with comments, ideas and tips if any for me and my writing. I'm looking forward to sharing my naughty thoughts with you.


Constantly Dreaming,
Your Dream Girl

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Having fun with the Romans!

Last night I had one of the most interesting dreams that i've ever had in a while. I guess it was because of what I was watching on tv last night lol. I was watching an Episode of The highlander about an immortal Egyptian and a Roman general.

Needless to say when I feel asleep I had a dream about being an Egyptian princess in the time of the Pharaohs. My country was going into ruin and my father the king was away making dealings with the empire of Rome. He had left me in charge for the time being and I was doing an okay job minus the fact that I was having erotic fun with my hand maidens. I had enjoyed the willingness of my servants and the fact that they would do anything to please me. Sex with a male was strictly forbidden for me by my father so that he could arrange a marriage for me. He had hoped it would be to a young prince of Rome sealing a deal between our two nations.

I had no choice but to take of advantage of my female companions. I was a horny princess for Anubis's sake. It wouldn't be long before my father and the romans sent someone back to see how Egypt was doing. My father wanted to make sure my virginity was intact and Rome wanted to make sure the country they were merging with wasn't a total shamble. It would be two Roman leaders that would show up at my palace door. A general named Constantine and the Prince of Rome at the time Marc Cesar. They were also accompanied by a host of Roman soldiers.

At first glance the Prince took me but it was his general and friend whom I wanted to take in my bed. I gave them both a tour of the palace before having them shown to their quarters. I was so turned on by the sight of men it was unbearable. As my maidens drew my bath and joined to bath me I told them to lick my nipples and bite on them as well making sure not to leave any marks. I also commanded two of them to kiss me as they toweled me off. A third was between my legs pleasuring me with her tongue. I came so hard it dribbled down the sides of her face.

This did little to ease my suffering though because at dinner the sight of the two Romans at my table was torture. I stroked my clit as we ate and I could tell the Prince was catching on to what I was doing. He quickly changed the subject from my country to the fact that he was even allowed in the palace being a man as it were. He was surprised that his general and men were allowed to come as well. I quickly shot out a reply, saying that maybe they wanted us to get to know each other and that his men were allowed for his protection against rebels. He couldn't keep his eyes off me though and I couldn't keep mine off of either of them. My clit was so hard it took every ounce of my being not to insert a finger or two just to see what it would feel like.

I guess the sound of my arousal was showing in my voice because the tone of their voices changed as well. Then Constantine took a look a Marc and as if he read his mind the general asked if the guards and servants had to be in the room. They said they had also brought with them an important and private message from the empire. I quickly dismissed them and asked the visitors to speak. The first thing the prince said was "I know what you're doing". His voice had some anger in it. I didn't understand what he was talking about and then he told me he could smell me a mile away. I threw down my napkin trying to excuse myself from the table when Constantine grabbed me by the arm. The prince cleared everything from the table and his general through me down pinning me there.

I was stuck as the prince lifted up my dress and examined between my legs, his general holding my mouth and gripping my arms with his own arm around my waist. I could feel Marc drag his finger between my lips and then watched him taste me. Both of them told me that their men had already made usage of my hand maidens and the prince finishing their rant by parting my sweet pussy lips and saying "She looks untouched and tastes unspoiled, she'll be a good fuck indeed. There's one way to make sure tho" I saw him do a devilish smirk before he started to undress me.

After that I woke up, I hope to finish that dream tonight!

 

[kittenofdeath]

Why does it always have to end right at the good part?

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Why does it always have to end right at the good part?

I know right? I like that one a lot hehe. Might make a good thread one day.

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Having fun with the Romans! (continued)

Well I posted a part of this dream earlier and well I have another piece of the lego masterpiece lol. I'm thinking that I better get it out while it's still fresh in my mind so here it goes!

As Constantine held me bound Marc ripped a piece of my dress and tied it around my mouth using it as a gag. I think they were preparing to do this as soon as they arrived and now I began to wonder if they really were sent by the empire and my father. Constantine threw me over his shoulder and I kicked and tried to wiggle myself free but it wasn't working. The prince watched him and even gave me a smack on the ass as they carried me off. It wasn't to long before I figuired out where exactly they were taking me.

We entered a big room and as I looked around all I could see was my hand maidens being taking by their men. The air was full of sex and all of them were in different positions as the soldiers fucked them. Constantine through me down on a bed and I tried to gain my balance so I could run away but Marc caught me by the waist and held me down. By this time my hands were tied behind my back with the rope from his toga. He grabbed my head and forced me to watch all of them fuck. Constantine began to laugh as he said "Lets see how she acts now, being here and watching all this. It must turn her on".

I would be lying if I denied the fact it aroused me. I started to feel heat between my legs and all the urges I had to run away had left. The sight of it was interesting and since I was banned from knowing anything about sex till my wedding night it gave me something to expect. The soldiers had my maidens screaming and writhing in pleasure as they had them bent over,or as they parted their legs and pounded them. Some were even taking the soldiers with their mouths as another took them from behind.

I started to feel myself grow wet between the lips of my pussy and it was more than I had ever been before. I started to rock my hips rubbing my legs together, the sensation massaging my clit by rubbing my lips against it. I knew I was given in to the carnal pleasure of it all and I also knew that the two ring leaders of it all were watching me as I did. What else could I do but try to release the urges between my legs and the sensitivity building in my nipples. "Look how she tries to ease herself" Marc grinned "Look at the pained look on her face".

Both of them sat glaring at me as I parted my legs. "Think we should help her?" Constantine remarked. I needed to be satisfied and I was begging them as best I could. Hopefully they wouldn't leave me there to drown in my desires. Marc gave a nod to Constantine answering his question. "Why don't you taste her for yourself old friend...But remember no one shall enter her but me. After all she will be my future Empress" Marc then lifted what was left of my dress up holding my legs apart for his general to taste me.

I could feel Constantine run his tongue along my slit I could also feel him stroke my clit with his tongue using so much pressure I thought I would burst. He moved his mouth to my opening rubbing in his nose in my hot sex as his tongue speared into me lightly. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was against my father's wishes. But damn it felt so good. He quickly started to lick my pussy, spearing his tongue rapidly in and out of me while one of his hands grabbed my plump breast. His fingers tugged and pinched at my nipples as he palmed them. "I think they should have served her for dinner instead, her lips are so full, so juicy like ripened fruit. You are truly a lucky man Marc Cesar. She will make a good queen" the general smirked as he brought his free hand towards my pussy, holding my lips more apart for his thick tongue.

My future husband relished in the act as his general took advantage of my wanton pussy. Every once and a while he would even lean down and take a nipple into his mouth through my dress. "Remember General no penetration so watch those fingers! As for this thing, I think it's getting in the way. Let's see those nipples shall we" Marc gave my hardened clit a pinch as he ripped the top part of my dress setting my breast free.

"Too bad you can't see how perky these tits are, how much her nipples peek like hills. Follow your leader and stay between her legs!" with that Marc twisted my nipple hard and took it into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Constantine was now making his way to my inner thigh, kissing and sucking. I guess giving Marc the opportunity to smack my clit hard. The slap sent shivers through my legs. Soon the general had returned his mouth back between my wet folds this time blowing lightly on the wet mess he had made. He then brought his thumb and index finger to my clit and rolled it between the two as his tongue stroked the inside of my folds and moved to the crease of my ass.

I could feel my release whaling up inside me and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I embarrassed myself and came for both of them but everyone around me it seemed was enjoying the decadent pleasure of it all. Why shouldn't I? Like they say, when in Rome!

Hope that helped some of you out. I know I had a lot of fun dreaming it!

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Supernaturally good!

I'm a big fan of the show Supernatural. So I was thinking that one of these days when I feel so inspired when I have willing players that I would make a thread about it. I haven't quite figured out the story line I want to play out so it's still in the brainstorming stage. I Know that I want it to happen sometime before he apocalypse occurs. Would love to have ideas or comments on this one thanks.

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Was it good for you?

Hehe just posting to put down my current idea. Last night was interesting indeed. I had fun in my shower and had the pleasure of someone watching but no touching sadly. I let them watch me soap myself up and then treated my in shower patron to a free show of me pleasuring myself. It was great and I had fun "performing" and I hope he enjoyed the show as much as I did.

Later, I finally got to sleep and I let my dreams play out what other possibilities could have happened. My favorite one so far is me being bent over my counter and eaten from behind. MMmmmm now that would be bliss.

Anyway just wanted to right that down before I forgot it.

Sweet dreams from,
Your Dream Girl

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Story time!

Tonight I was sent a very titillating story and after reading it I just had to post my thoughts on it. I would tell you what the story was about but I don't think it is for me to do that. So I'll just tell the events leading up to reading the story and the events that followed.

This story is based on true and actual events! lol I've always wanted a reason to say that. This may not have been the best time to say something about it but hey why not?

Anyway back to my story, I had just finished posting my new series of pics on my pic thread and low and behold with pm's. So I open this very delectable titled message stating "I think you'll like my story xox". With a title like that I just had to read it. So I opened it and instantly I was turned on by it's male lead. The description of him being one of my main lustful addictions. As I read on I find the story quite erotic but sensual at the same time and like most patrons of lit, I was caught by a good story and my pussy of all thing reacted first. Weired considering i'm a nipple gal myself.

Those things get hard at the first sign of arousal every time lol. As I read on in the story though my lips grew wetter and the urge to touch things was taking over. I didn't really see it fit to touch myself at that point and tried to ignore the urge too. Pretty soon though my legs were parted over my computer desk and I was going at like a kid on Easter Sunday hunting for plastic eggs with money. My fingers quickly brought me to a boil so to speak and it was all over. I flowed like Niagara (good movie by the way). It's been a long time since I've cum off an actual story and not an rp. Imma do this more often!

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Craving more...

Today before I got dressed and ready for work, I had the pleasure of reading another brilliant story sent to me by my erotic author admirer. Today's story involved a threesome with the male lead and two women. One of which was a chocolate cutie and the other an Asian delight. Needless to say I read it and felt such a heat between my legs, that I just had to get some release.

The story was riddled with dirty talk which I am quite a big fan of and among that it was easy to imagine myself taking part in the scenario. I was lost in how he explained his cock being so thick that she couldn't take it all at once. My nipples grew hard at the thought of being in that position. Being in the place to straddle his dick for my own pleasure and enjoy the feel as it stretched me. I lied back in my bed and parted my legs as I imagined him making me take it, take all his girth.

My cunt was getting so wet to the point of it straining to stay inside me... It oozed out of me and covered the lips and opening of my snatch. I could even feel some dribble down the crease of my ass as I continued to read on. My mind soon went to having his mouth wrapped around my nipples, tugging and nibbling on them with his teeth. I started to stroke them through my over large t-shirt, feeling them get rock solid with my fingers as I teased them.

I was already sleeping with out bottoms so I could smell my arousal loud and clear as I pleased my chest. My legs still parted, my pussy spasmed begging me to touch her. I gave in to my urges and touched my wanting, wet snatch. First dipping just the tip of my index finger inside me I curved it pressing against the upper lining of my pussy. I let my thumb stroke my clit as I did so. I didn't want to rush this. I wanted to take my time. By this point the "hero" had moved to the shower, taking both beauties. I could no longer hold of the urge to cum.

My hips started to gyrate and move in small circler motions as my index finger stayed motionless inside my wanton sex. I was so wet that I could hear the noise as my finger sloshed around in it. My thumb rubbing my clit faster and faster as I continued to grind my cunt onto two of my fingers now. I continued to rub and maul my breast to the point my nipples were tiny points. I stopped my hips for a moment to let my finger dwell inside me and stroke my inner walls and then I picked up the pace. I pumped them in and out of me with such vigor and total disregard for fact that I might be late this morning.

Wet slurping sounds of my juices were intoxicating and I start to rock my hips again. This time towards those two digits inside me. I could feel my walls as the contracted against my fingers and how my fingers would force them back open with each plunge. I was close to cumming and my leg began to quiver as my impending orgasm started. I felt the warm rush coat my fingers as I continued to fuck in and out of my pussy. I soon stopped having my own defect in the fact that I can't fuck myself through my own orgasms.

I had to chuckle at the oozing fluid that came running out of me. I quickly cleaned up making sure none got anywhere I wasn't okay with. It did get it on my sheets though which means laundry today. Yay me!

I jumped and the shower and headed off to work. I finally got enough time to post it in all it's orgasmic glory. Hope you enjoy it.

 

[kittenofdeath]

You're very good at this, really, I do hope you keep posting little scraps like that, they're quite fun to read.

 

[johnnieblue44]

Today before I got dressed and ready for work, I had the pleasure of reading another brilliant story sent to me by my erotic author admirer. Today's story involved a threesome with the male lead and two women. One of which was a chocolate cutie and the other an Asian delight. Needless to say I read it and felt such a heat between my legs, that I just had to get some release.

The story was riddled with dirty talk which I am quite a big fan of and among that it was easy to imagine myself taking part in the scenario. I was lost in how he explained his cock being so thick that she couldn't take it all at once. My nipples grew hard at the thought of being in that position. Being in the place to straddle his dick for my own pleasure and enjoy the feel as it stretched me. I lied back in my bed and parted my legs as I imagined him making me take it, take all his girth.

My cunt was getting so wet to the point of it straining to stay inside me... It oozed out of me and covered the lips and opening of my snatch. I could even feel some dribble down the crease of my ass as I continued to read on. My mind soon went to having his mouth wrapped around my nipples, tugging and nibbling on them with his teeth. I started to stroke them through my over large t-shirt, feeling them get rock solid with my fingers as I teased them.

I was already sleeping with out bottoms so I could smell my arousal loud and clear as I pleased my chest. My legs still parted, my pussy spasmed begging me to touch her. I gave in to my urges and touched my wanting, wet snatch. First dipping just the tip of my index finger inside me I curved it pressing against the upper lining of my pussy. I let my thumb stroke my clit as I did so. I didn't want to rush this. I wanted to take my time. By this point the "hero" had moved to the shower, taking both beauties. I could no longer hold of the urge to cum.

My hips started to gyrate and move in small circler motions as my index finger stayed motionless inside my wanton sex. I was so wet that I could hear the noise as my finger sloshed around in it. My thumb rubbing my clit faster and faster as I continued to grind my cunt onto two of my fingers now. I continued to rub and maul my breast to the point my nipples were tiny points. I stopped my hips for a moment to let my finger dwell inside me and stroke my inner walls and then I picked up the pace. I pumped my them in and out of me with such vigor and total disregard for fact that I might be late this morning.

Wet slurping sounds of my juices were intoxincating and start to rock my hips again. This time towards those two digits inside me. I could feel my walls as the contracted against my fingers and how my fingers would force them back open with each plunge. I was close to cumming and my leg began to quiver as my impending orgasm started. I felt the warm rush coat my fingers as I continued to fuck in and out of my pussy. I soon stopped having my own defect in the fact that I can't fuck myself through my own orgasms.

I had to chuckle at the oozing flluid that came running out of me. I quickly cleaned up making sure none got anywhere I wasn't okay with. It did get on my sheets though which means laundry today. Yay me!

I jumped and the shower and headed off to work. I finally got enough time to post it in all it's orgasmic glory. Hope you enjoy it.

That is indeed very thought-provoking..

your favorite author..do you imagine what it might be like to have him stretch your dripping cunt with that thick cock..?

You certainly need someone to fuck you through your orgasms..I'm sure you could find a volunteer..

xo

 

[YourDreamGirl]

If dreams came true..

That is indeed very thought-provoking..

your favorite author..do you imagine what it might be like to have him stretch your dripping cunt with that thick cock..?

You certainly need someone to fuck you through your orgasms..I'm sure you could find a volunteer..

xo

To answer your question, yes. Yes, I do. And, to elaborate on it, I've imagined him pinning me up against the wall, gripping my thighs and sucking at my nipple as he bored into me.

 

[johnnieblue44]

To answer your question, yes. Yes, I do. And, to elaborate on it, I've imagined him pinning up against the wall, gripping my thighs and sucking at my nipple as he bored into me.

He would like that, I'm sure.

Perhaps you two should plan a story line and live it out.

just sayin'

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Fun at the movies!

One of the new stories sent to me by my favorite author brought up good memories of me and someone,well let's just call him a "someone" for the time being. In the story it was a women going to meet someone in a somewhat abandoned movie theater and having sexcapades in said movie theater during a movie. This had got me thinking about the someone I had fun with in the movies. I know this doesn't keep up with my timeline of recent events lol but it wasn't that long ago.

It was in August and he was back from working out of town. I had been waiting days on end to finally have this man in my arms and that day I was getting the chance too. I wore a pink and white strapless minni stress and pink sandels, the dress stopping not to far down my thigh. I was happy to see him coming up the walk way and quickly ran jumping into his arms giving him a passionate, deep long kiss. He put me down after letting his hand grope my ass a bit and helped me into the car.

After riding around a bit and grabbing lunch he mentioned going to the movies. I thought it was a bad idea given our track record with watching movies. Some how I always end up ass naked during the movie and we end up fucking. I swear I never got to see the middle of any movie I watched him, only beginnings and endings. I thought about it and told him well I did want to see Inception the Leo DiCaprio movie and I don't know why I thought us being in a theater would matter.

The theater was full with three other couple of varying age spaced widely apart from each other. I guess it was because it was a noon on Wednesday. We took our seats a row back from an ederly couple and started to watch the movie. It didn't take long for his hand to be gripping my thigh and us making out. I kissed and teased him tugging on his lips, flicking my tongue across his earlobes and burying my face in his neck. For a moment we had forgotten anyone was there and it was just like watching a movie at home. His fingers slid up my dress pulling my panties to the slide while his hand grazed my neck and he told how bad of a girl I was for getting wet in a theater.

I could feel his strong finger as he stroked me up and down the folds of my pussy. In one quick motion he shoved his finger into me and pulled it out tasting me. I can still remember him growling at my taste. As we went back to kissing I got to taste myself but I remembered where we were and directed him back to the movie. We stopped kissing for that moment and his hand slid back under my dress and this time he slid two fingers inside me only one of them fitting fully. I moaned and started t rock my hips in conjoined agreement with what he was doing. I gripped his head pulling him in for a kiss and at the tale end of it I had to let him know how bad I wanted him.

He started to pump his fingers in and out of me widely and I was sure that some one would be able to hear how wet I was. I felt his lips on my neck and then down my chest as he pulled my dress down some to get at a nipple. I repayed the favor by stroking him through his shorts and by the time I was ready to climax I was holding his cock in my hand stroking it . I could feel him pulse and twitch in my hand and as I climaxed and gushed all over his fingers!

He gave them back to my mouth for me to clean. I licked and sucked at them tasting myself as I stroked his cock. I leaned in close to his neck kissing and teasing him. Begging him to cum for me. It wasn't too long after that, that I had a handful of cum and a smile on my face. We quickly got straightened up and left the theater wanting to fuck each other. We wanted to fuck so bad it could wait so we ended up picking a motel on the way home. I had one of the best fucking of my life that day. Good times! Good times!

 

[johnnieblue44]

One of the new stories sent to me by my author brought of good memories of me and someone,well let's just call him a "someone" for the time being. In the story it was a women going to meet someone in a somewhat abandoned movie theater and having sexcapades in said movie theater during a movie. This had got me thinking about the someone I had fun with in the movies. I know this doesn't keep up with my timeline of recent events lol but it wasn't that long ago.

It was in August and he was back from working out of town. I had been waiting days on end to finally have this man in my arms and that day I was getting the chance too. I wore a pink and white strapless minni stress and pink sandels, the dress stopping not to far down my thigh. I was happy to see him coming up the walk way and quickly ran jumping into his arms giving him a passionate, deep long kiss. He put me down after letting his hand grope my ass a bit and helped me into the car.

After riding around a bit and grabbing lunch he mentioned going to the movies. I thought it was a bad idea given our track record with watching movies. Some how I always end up ass naked during the movie and we end up fucking. I swear I never got to see the middle of any movie I watched him, only beginnings and endings. I thought about it and told him well I did want to see Inception the Leo DiCaprio movie and I don't know why I thought us being in a theater would matter.

The theater was full with three other couple of varying age spaced widely apart from each other. I guess it was because it was a noon on Wednesday. We took our seats a row back from an ederly couple and started to watch the movie. It didn't take long for his hand to be gripping my thigh and us making out. I kissed and teased him tugging on his lips, flicking my tongue across his earlobes and burying my face in his neck. For a moment we had forgotten anyone was there and it was just like watching a movie at home. His fingers slid up my dress pulling my panties to the slide while his hand grazed my neck and he told how bad of a girl I was for getting wet in a theater.

I could feel his strong finger as he stroked me up and down the folds of my pussy. In one quick motion he shoved his finger into me and pulled it out tasting me. I can still remember him growling at my taste. As we went back to kissing I got to taste myself but I remembered where we were and directed him back to the movie. We stopped kissing for that moment and his hand slid back under my dress and this time he slid two fingers inside me only one of them fitting fully. I moaned and started t rock my hips in conjoined agreement with what he was doing. I gripped his head pulling him in for a kiss and at the tale end of it I had to let him know how bad I wanted him.

He started to pump his fingers in and out of me widely and I was sure that some one would be able to hear how wet I was. I felt his lips on my neck and then down my chest as he pulled my dress down some to get at a nipple. I repayed the favor by stroking him through his shorts and by the time I was ready to climax I was holding his cock in my hand stroking it . I could feel him pulse and twitch in my hand and as I climaxed and gushed all over his fingers!

He gave them back to my mouth for me to clean. I licked and sucked at them tasting myself as I stroked his cock. I leaned in close to his neck kissing and teasing him. Begging him to cum for me. It wasn't too long after that, that I had a handful of cum and a smile on my face. We quickly got straightened up and left the theater wanting to fuck each other. We wanted to fuck so bad it could wait so we ended up picking a motel on the way home. I had one of the best fucking of my life that day. Good times! Good times!

"Someone" liked that desciption of your day very much....

 

[johnnieblue44]

YourDreamGirl's Dream Night...Part one...

This is dedicated to a certain litster who I have a wild crush on..this is for you, babe, you know who you are, my beautiful slut...

In an episode of the Flintstones, Fred and Barney get an opportunity to judge a beauty contest sponsored by the Royal Order of Water Buffaloes. The contest is in Frantic City (a/k/a Atlantic City.) They made their plans to concoct a story to Betty and Wilma (not a bad body, that Wilma Flintstone, by the way, Fred was playing way over his head). This was overheard by a pet, their prehistoric parrot, a pterodactyl. Wilma and Betty sniffed out the lie, but couldn't figure out just where the boys were off to. Just then, the parrot squawked, "Awwwkkk, Frantic City!" They had been dimed out.

For this story's purpose, it is an apt title. Frantic City is the location.

As instructed, you went alone to the front desk of the Borgata in Atlantic City, the sparkling new East Coast testimony to hedonism, or at least as close as you could legally get to it north of the Caribbean. The admiring clerk handed you the key for the room in my name, and you declined the bellhop's gracious offer to help you with your shoulder bag. He just wanted to check out your ass in your short shorts, anyway, that was tip enough for him. You had been directed to pack very light, cosmetic and hygienic and girly-things only, nothing more. Your wardrobe would be provided for you.

You found this VERY sexy. You were more than excited at the possibilities to come, and open to anything. It had been some time, if ever, since someone had gone to all of this planning for the sole sake of your pleasure, and you were hell bent on appropriately showing your gratitude.

You slid the key into the lock, and even this reminded you of insertion. "God," you thought, "Every damn thing makes me think of sex, I'm so fucking horny right now."

The room was adorned in a typical casino style. A large hot tub took up almost half of the split-level suite. Surely, it was meant to be posh and luxurious, all marble trim and plush carpets and pastel colors on the murals on the wall. However, like virtually all casino hotel rooms, it really came across as garish and ostentatious. "Oh, well," you decided, "I'm not here to redecorate tonight."

There was a rather large wrapped package on the bed and two dozen roses on the dresser with a card. A chilled bottle of Tattinger's champagne (your favorite) sat on the nightstand, the cork already freshly poured by room service. "He must really care for me," you thought. Little did you know.

The card simply said, "Open the box, take a shower, put on the contents, meet me in one hour at the 'B Bar' on the casino floor. Have an open mind. Kisses."

You opened the package squealing, like a little girl on Christmas. Inside, there was a fluffy robe and on top of that, a hair brush, a woman's razor and lotion, and a bottle of your favorite perfume. "He pays attention to everything, every detail," you gushed.

As you reached for the robe, you noticed there were quite a few more items beneath. A silky white designer button-down blouse; a stunning gold necklace in the shape of a dove; a pair of black strap sandals, stylish but not overbearing, about three inch heels; a short ("SHORT, OH MY GOD," you murmured as you held it up) leopard-skin miniskirt; and, in the sheerest see-through material possible, a pink lacy thong, barely a wisp.

"This is gonna be quite a night. I'm a lucky girl. And he'll be a very happy guy," you mused, bouncing to the shower.

One hour later you were on the floor of the Borgata's spacious casino, trying in vain to follow the signs that would direct you to the B Bar lounge. The casinos purposely made their directional signage rather vague, with the hopes that the uninitiated would give up in despair and wander to where the casinos really made their action, the tables. It wasn't hard to find the tables, that was for sure.

Because you were so distracted, you didn't realize the distraction that you yourself were causing. Male and female guests alike snapped their heads in attention as the beautiful vision wandered aimlessly. The combination of your perfume and lotions and shampoo and soap wafted in the air like an aromatic gift from the gods. At one point, a security guard walked flush into the one-armed bandit protruding from a slot machine as he gazed at you in awe over his shoulder. He bounced off the machine in an embarrassed huff, attracting your attention. He blushed sheepishly, as you smiled coquettishly at him.

"Can you help me find the B Bar? you cooed. "I am SO lost. This place is huge."

The guard picked up his hat and he admired his view of your skirt, barely covering your tight ass, your heels subtly highlighting the sensual sinewy curve of your calves. Your use of the word 'huge' almost invoked a response from him that would have been less than G-rated, but he composed himself. "Certainly, miss, I would be glad to escort you if you wish," he smiled. "It looks like you could use some surveillance anyway. You look quite dangerous."

You realized how radiant you did in fact look. It aroused you completely to know that your man wanted you to be the center of attention, the envy of every woman, the fantasy of every man. You allowed your ass to sway a bit more than it usually did as the guard's gaze scoured over you out of the corner of his eye, your hips sashaying to his delight.

"Here you are, sweetie, the fabulous B bar," he said, and with a exaggerated bow from the waist, he left you. You smiled and blew him a kiss. "Good God almighty," he thought. "We see some world-class trim in here, but that is one wild piece of ass. What lucky bastard is going to plug that tonight?"

If only the guard knew, he could have joined in ifhe stuck around. Luck is when timing meets opportunity. He had shitty luck tonight. Five other guys wouldn't.

The bartenders and waiters nudged each other when you walked up the steps. "There she is," one wispered. Another said, " Hot damn, that's gotta be her." Most knew the plan. It was a good plan, it took organization and cooperation. But mostly, it took a lot of cocks.

You saw me at one of the black leather couches that hugged the perimeter walls. I was talking to several men who watched you with a combination of admiration and unabashed lust. These men were chosen specifically to be our guests tonight in my own suite. A light bulb switched on in your brain as you started to do the math. One. Two. Three. John makes four. As only a horny woman can do, you took quick inventory of each man, ranging in all shapes and sizes, aged anywhere from late twenties to early fifties, you guessed. You stopped in your tracks when you saw another man approach our cozy fraternity. He was possibly the most striking man you had ever seen, and I watched and laughed with glee as I saw your jaw visibly gape open. Five.

I rose to embrace you. "My god, honey, you look radiant!" There was that word again, the perfect description for your appearance on most evenings, especially so tonight. I kissed you proudly as the men gathered in a tight circle as you looked around quizzically.

As I kissed you lightly on the cheek and inhaled your scent, I pulled your dress up to your belly button as the men's tight circle shielded the view from the other patrons. "Excellent," you gushed. "There it is boys, our ground zero for tonight." It may not have been charming, but it was spot-on accurate.

The realization hit you at once, like a lightning bolt, shocking you so that each tactile sense instantaneously became paralyzed, only your mind raced. "Oh my Lord, he actually did it," you thought, your body softly trembling in a wonderful combination of fear, anxiety, and wild desire. "I'm going to have five cocks." Your cunt tremored as your knees buckled ever so slightly. A tsunami was forming deep within your thighs somewhere, your ocean of juices gurgling from the earthquakes below.

You became aware of my fingers pulling the micro-thin strand of fabric from your pussy, exposing you as my fingers teased your mound. "The cleanest, freshest, tightest, hottest cunt on the planet awaits us, boys. Shall I make the introductions? Why small-talk? We're not here to chit-chat. We're here to fuck her. She's our slut tonight." My fingers eased gently between your folds.

Instead of feeling an emotion that you might have expected, humiliation, concern, disgust, you felt another one instead. You never felt more alive and appreciated as a woman than you did at that very instant, the object of desire by five virile, and undoubtedly, talented men.

"Honey," I continued, "This is Chris." Chris was the youngest of the group, probably about twenty-five, clean cut with a bright smile showing the whitest teeth. "Chris is going to dental school. He likes to fill cavities, and is training to do so. Would you like to fuck Chris?" You nodded, almost absently-mindedly, still barely believing what was transpiring.

"Very good," I said happily. "This is Carl. Carl is a captain with the Atlantic City Police Department. He is trained to put out fires. Would you like to fuck Carl?" Carl had silver hair, looked to be about fifty, but very well-preserved with huge forearms and a rugged jaw. Again, you nodded, this time a little less meekly.

"Splendid!" I next pointed to the man with the darkest black eyes and olive skin. He looked like he just got off the cover of a European fashion magazine. "This is Antonio. Antonio is a bartender here and can have just about any woman he wishes, as you can probably tell why. He is trained in cock-tails. I showed him your picture and he couldn't wait to have you. Would you like to fuck Antonio?" There was no hesitation, you were warming up very, very quickly to this idea now. "Absolutely, I want to fuck Antonio," you purred.

I chuckled merrily. "Why am I not surprised? And this...," I hesitated, using my hands to guide your face to turn towards the most beautiful specimen of man you had ever seen, six-feet-six, you estimated, built like a triangle, golden blond curly hair, steel blue eyes. "This is Danny. He's also a firefighter. He is called Danny the Hose. Would you like to find out why, as if you couldn't guess. Danny is trained in fucking a woman as she has never been fucked. He is our closer, so to speak. Would you like to fu..?"

"Are you outta your fuckin' mind?," you interrupted, allpretense of demure lady-like behavior disapearing in the anticipation of sex. "I wanna fuck Danny right here, I don't care who's watching. Can we go upstairs now?", you hopped eagerly on your heels. "Can we? Can we?, you mocked, again little-girl-like. "Nice to meet you boys, but Jesus Christ, can we fucking go upstairs?"

The men all laughed so heartily it caught the attention of any patron in the bar who wasn't already mesmerized by this brazen group scene in the epicenter of the lounge. "You were right, Johnnie. You told us she was a complete slut," Carl slapped me on the back. "What you didn't tell us is just how much more stunning she is in person then even in her pictures."

All of the men had already seen the photos that you had e-mailed to me, they knew every curve and crevice of both the outside of your body as well as the inside of your pussy, so graphic were your photos.

As the six of us exited the bar accompanied by small murmurs and the intrigued glances of the bar-goers, you leaned into me, squishing your firm breasts against my chest and kissed me, the kiss of a woman ablaze with sexuality. "Thank you," you looked at me lovingly, pulling your mouth back from mine. "Thank you."

The night was young.

(And..this might deserve a bonus photo..yes?)

 

[brickroadray]

Last night I had one of the most interesting dreams that i've ever had in a while. I guess it was because of what I was watching on tv last night lol. I was watching an Episode of The highlander about an immortal Egyptian and a Roman general.

Needless to say when I feel asleep I had a dream about being an Egyptian princess in the time of the Pharaohs. My country was going into ruin and my father the king was away making dealings with the empire of Rome. He had left me in charge for the time being and I was doing an okay job minus the fact that I was having erotic fun with my hand maidens. I had enjoyed the willingness of my servants and the fact that they would do anything to please me. Sex with a male was strictly forbidden for me by my father so that he could arrange a marriage for me. Hopefully to a young prince of Rome sealing a deal between our two nations.

I had no choice but to take of advantage of my female companions. I was a horny princess for Anubis's sake. It wouldn't be long before my father and the romans sent someone back to see how Egypt was doing. My father wanted to make sure my virginity was intact and Rome wanted to make sure the country they were merging with wasn't a total shamble. It would be two Roman leaders that would show up at my palace door. A general named Constantine and the Prince of Rome at the time Marc Cesar. They were also accompanied by a host of Roman soldiers.

At first glance the Prince took me but it was his general and friend whom I wanted to take in my bed. I gave them both a tour of the palace before having them shown to their quarters. I was so turned on by the sight of men it was unbearable. As my maidens drew my bath and joined to bath me I told them to lick my nipples and bite on them as well making sure not to leave any marks. I also commanded two of them to kiss me as the toweled me off. A third was between my legs pleasuring me with her tongue. I came so hard it dribble down the sides of her face.

This did little to ease my suffering though because at dinner the sight of the two Romans at my table was torture. I stoked my clit as we ate and I could tell the Prince was catching on to what I was doing. He quickly changed the subject from my country to the fact that he was even allowed in the palace being a man as it were. He was surprised that his general and men were allowed to come as well. I quickly shot out a reply, saying that maybe they wanted us to get to know each other and that his men were allowed for his protection against rebels. He couldn't keep his eyes off me and I couldn't keep them off of either of them. My clit was so hard it took every once of my being not to insert a finger or two just to see what it would feel like.

I guess the sound of my arousal was showing in my voice because the tone of their voices changed as well. The Constantine took a look a Marc and as if he read his mind the general asked if the guards and servants had to be in the room. They said they had also brought with them an important and private message from the empire. I quickly dismissed them and asked the visitors to speak. The first thing the prince said was "I know what you're doing". His voice had some anger in it. I didn't understand what he was talking about and then he told me he could smell me a mile away. I threw down my napkin trying to excuse myself from the table when Constantine grabbed by the arm. The prince cleared everything from the table and his general through me down on the table pinning me.

I was stuck as the prince lifted up my dress and examined between my legs, his general holding my mouth and gripping my arms with his arm around my waist. I could feel Marc drag his finger between my lips and then watched him taste me. Both of them told me that their men had already made usage of my hand maidens and the prince finishing their rant by parting my sweet pussy lips and saying "She looks untouched and tastes unspoiled, she'll be a good fuck indeed. There's one way to make sure tho" I saw him do a devilish smirk and and start to undress me.

After that I woke up, I hope to finish that dream tonight!

mmm very erotic dream - can't wait to see how it cums out!!

 

[brickroadray]

Well I posted a part of this dream earlier and well I have another piece of the lego masterpiece lol. I'm thinking that I better get it out while it's still fresh in my mind so here it goes!

As Constantine held me bound Marc ripped a piece of my dress and tied it around my mouth using it as a gag. I think they were preparing to do this as soon as they arrived and now I began to wonder if they really were sent by the empire in my father. As Constantine threw me over his shoulder and I kicked and tried to wiggle myself free but it wasn't working. The prince watched him and even gave me a smack on the ass as they carried me off. It wasn't to long before I figuired out where exactly there were taking me.

We entered a big room and as I looked around all I could see was my hand maidens being taking by their men. The air was full of sex and all of them were in different positions as the soldiers fucked them. Constantine through me down on a bed and I tried to gain my balance so I could run away but Marc caught me by the waist and held me down. By this time my hands were tied behind my back with the rope from his toga. He grabbed my head and forced me to watch all of them fuck. Constantine began to laugh as he said "Lets see how she acts now, being here and watching all this. It must turn her on".

I would be lying if I denied the fact it aroused me. I started to feel heat between my legs and all the urges I had to run away had left. The sight of it was interesting and since I was banned from knowing anything about sex till my wedding night it gave me something to expect. The soldiers had my maidens screaming and writhing in pleasure as they had them bent over,or as they parted their legs and pound them. Some were even taking the soldiers with their mouths as another took them from behind.

I started to feel myself grow wet between the lips of my pussy and it was more than I had ever been before. I started to rock my hips rubbing my legs together, the sensation massaging my clit by rubbing my lips against it. I knew I was given in to the carnal pleasure of it all and I also knew that the two ring leaders of it all were watching me as I did. What else could I do but try to release the urges between my legs and the sensitivity building in my nipples. "Look how she tries to ease herself" Marc grinned "Look at the pained look on her face".

Both of them sat glaring at me as I parted my legs. "Think we should help her?" Constantine remarked. I needed to be satisfied and I was begging them as best I could. Hopefully the wouldn't leave me there to drown in my desires. Marc gave a nod to Constantine answering his question. "Why don't you taste her for yourself old friend...But remember no one shall enter her but me. After all she will be my future Empress" Marc then lifted what was left of my dress up holding my legs apart for his general to taste me.

I could feel Constantine run his tongue along my slit, feel him stroke my clit with his tongue using so much pressure I though I would burst. He moved his mouth to my opening rubbing in his nose in my hot sex as his tongue speared into me lightly. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was against my father's wishes. But damn it felt so good. He quickly started to lick my pussy, spearing his tongue rapidly in and out of me while one of his hands grabbed my plump breast. His fingers tugged and pinched at my nipples as he palmed them. "I think they should have served her for dinner instead, her lips are so full, so juicy like ripened fruit. You are truly a lucky man Marc Cesar. She will make a good queen" the general smirked as he brought his free hand towards my pussy, holding my lips more apart for his thick tongue.

My future husband relished in the act as his general took advantage of my wanton pussy. Every once and a while he would lean down and take a nipple into his mouth though my dress. "Remember General no penetration so watch those fingers! As for this thing, I think it's getting in the way. Let's see those nipples shall we" Marc gave my hardened clit a pinch as he ripped the top part of my dress setting my breast free.

"Too bad you can't see how perky these tits are, how much her nipples peek like hills. Follow your leader and stay between her legs!" with that Marc twisted my nipple hard and took it into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Constantine was now making his way to my inner thigh, kissing and sucking. I guess giving Marc the opportunity to smack my clit hard. The slap sent shivers through my legs. Soon the general had returned his mouth back between my wet folds this time blowing lightly on the wet mess he had made. He then brought his thumb and index finger to my clit and rolled them between the two as his tongue stroked the inside of my folds and moved to the crease of my ass.

I could feel my release whaling up inside me and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I embarrassed myself and came for both of them but everyone around me it seemed were enjoy the decadent pleasure of it all. Why shouldn't I? Like they say, when in Rome!

Hope that helped some of you out. I know I had a lot of fun dreaming it!

mmm yes indeed!!

 

[YourDreamGirl]

This is dedicated to a certain litster who I have a wild crush on..this is for you, babe, you know who you are, my beautiful slut...

In an episode of the Flintstones, Fred and Barney get an opportunity to judge a beauty contest sponsored by the Royal Order of Water Buffaloes. The contest is in Frantic City (a/k/a Atlantic City.) They made their plans to concoct a story to Betty and Wilma (not a bad body, that Wilma Flintstone, by the way, Fred was playing way over his head). This was overheard by a pet, their prehistoric parrot, a pterodactyl. Wilma and Betty sniffed out the lie, but couldn't figure out just where the boys were off to. Just then, the parrot squawked, "Awwwkkk, Frantic City!" They had been dimed out.

For this story's purpose, it is an apt title. Frantic City is the location.

As instructed, you went alone to the front desk of the Borgata in Atlantic City, the sparkling new East Coast testimony to hedonism, or at least as close as you could legally get to it north of the Caribbean. The admiring clerk handed you the key for the room in my name, and you declined the bellhop's gracious offer to help you with your shoulder bag. He just wanted to check out your ass in your short shorts, anyway, that was tip enough for him. You had been directed to pack very light, cosmetic and hygienic and girly-things only, nothing more. Your wardrobe would be provided for you.

You found this VERY sexy. You were more than excited at the possibilities to come, and open to anything. It had been some time, if ever, since someone had gone to all of this planning for the sole sake of your pleasure, and you were hell bent on appropriately showing your gratitude.

You slid the key into the lock, and even this reminded you of insertion. "God," you thought, "Every damn thing makes me think of sex, I'm so fucking horny right now."

The room was adorned in a typical casino style. A large hot tub took up almost half of the split-level suite. Surely, it was meant to be posh and luxurious, all marble trim and plush carpets and pastel colors on the murals on the wall. However, like virtually all casino hotel rooms, it really came across as garish and ostentatious. "Oh, well," you decided, "I'm not here to redecorate tonight."

There was a rather large wrapped package on the bed and two dozen roses on the dresser with a card. A chilled bottle of Tattinger's champagne (your favorite) sat on the nightstand, the cork already freshly poured by room service. "He must really care for me," you thought. Little did you know.

The card simply said, "Open the box, take a shower, put on the contents, meet me in one hour at the 'B Bar' on the casino floor. Have an open mind. Kisses."

You opened the package squealing, like a little girl on Christmas. Inside, there was a fluffy robe and on top of that, a hair brush, a woman's razor and lotion, and a bottle of your favorite perfume. "He pays attention to everything, every detail," you gushed.

As you reached for the robe, you noticed there were quite a few more items beneath. A silky white designer button-down blouse; a stunning gold necklace in the shape of a dove; a pair of black strap sandals, stylish but not overbearing, about three inch heels; a short ("SHORT, OH MY GOD," you murmured as you held it up) leopard-skin miniskirt; and, in the sheerest see-through material possible, a pink lacy thong, barely a wisp.

"This is gonna be quite a night. I'm a lucky girl. And he'll be a very happy guy," you mused, bouncing to the shower.

One hour later you were on the floor of the Borgata's spacious casino, trying in vain to follow the signs that would direct you to the B Bar lounge. The casinos purposely made their directional signage rather vague, with the hopes that the uninitiated would give up in despair and wander to where the casinos really made their action, the tables. It wasn't hard to find the tables, that was for sure.

Because you were so distracted, you didn't realize the distraction that you yourself were causing. Male and female guests alike snapped their heads in attention as the beautiful vision wandered aimlessly. The combination of your perfume and lotions and shampoo and soap wafted in the air like an aromatic gift from the gods. At one point, a security guard walked flush into the one-armed bandit protruding from a slot machine as he gazed at you in awe over his shoulder. He bounced off the machine in an embarrassed huff, attracting your attention. He blushed sheepishly, as you smiled coquettishly at him.

"Can you help me find the B Bar? you cooed. "I am SO lost. This place is huge."

The guard picked up his hat and he admired his view of your skirt, barely covering your tight ass, your heels subtly highlighting the sensual sinewy curve of your calves. Your use of the word 'huge' almost invoked a response from him that would have been less than G-rated, but he composed himself. "Certainly, miss, I would be glad to escort you if you wish," he smiled. "It looks like you could use some surveillance anyway. You look quite dangerous."

You realized how radiant you did in fact look. It aroused you completely to know that your man wanted you to be the center of attention, the envy of every woman, the fantasy of every man. You allowed your ass to sway a bit more than it usually did as the guard's gaze scoured over you out of the corner of his eye, your hips sashaying to his delight.

"Here you are, sweetie, the fabulous B bar," he said, and with a exaggerated bow from the waist, he left you. You smiled and blew him a kiss. "Good God almighty," he thought. "We see some world-class trim in here, but that is one wild piece of ass. What lucky bastard is going to plug that tonight?"

If only the guard knew, he could have joined in ifhe stuck around. Luck is when timing meets opportunity. He had shitty luck tonight. Five other guys wouldn't.

The bartenders and waiters nudged each other when you walked up the steps. "There she is," one wispered. Another said, " Hot damn, that's gotta be her." Most knew the plan. It was a good plan, it took organization and cooperation. But mostly, it took a lot of cocks.

You saw me at one of the black leather couches that hugged the perimeter walls. I was talking to several men who watched you with a combination of admiration and unabashed lust. These men were chosen specifically to be our guests tonight in my own suite. A light bulb switched on in your brain as you started to do the math. One. Two. Three. John makes four. As only a horny woman can do, you took quick inventory of each man, ranging in all shapes and sizes, aged anywhere from late twenties to early fifties, you guessed. You stopped in your tracks when you saw another man approach our cozy fraternity. He was possibly the most striking man you had ever seen, and I watched and laughed with glee as I saw your jaw visibly gape open. Five.

I rose to embrace you. "My god, honey, you look radiant!" There was that word again, the perfect description for your appearance on most evenings, especially so tonight. I kissed you proudly as the men gathered in a tight circle as you looked around quizzically.

As I kissed you lightly on the cheek and inhaled your scent, I pulled your dress up to your belly button as the men's tight circle shielded the view from the other patrons. "Excellent," you gushed. "There it is boys, our ground zero for tonight." It may not have been charming, but it was spot-on accurate.

The realization hit you at once, like a lightning bolt, shocking you so that each tactile sense instantaneously became paralyzed, only your mind raced. "Oh my Lord, he actually did it," you thought, your body softly trembling in a wonderful combination of fear, anxiety, and wild desire. "I'm going to have five cocks." Your cunt tremored as your knees buckled ever so slightly. A tsunami was forming deep within your thighs somewhere, your ocean of juices gurgling from the earthquakes below.

You became aware of my fingers pulling the micro-thin strand of fabric from your pussy, exposing you as my fingers teased your mound. "The cleanest, freshest, tightest, hottest cunt on the planet awaits us, boys. Shall I make the introductions? Why small-talk? We're not here to chit-chat. We're here to fuck her. She's our slut tonight." My fingers eased gently between your folds.

Instead of feeling an emotion that you might have expected, humiliation, concern, disgust, you felt another one instead. You never felt more alive and appreciated as a woman than you did at that very instant, the object of desire by five virile, and undoubtedly, talented men.

"Honey," I continued, "This is Chris." Chris was the youngest of the group, probably about twenty-five, clean cut with a bright smile showing the whitest teeth. "Chris is going to dental school. He likes to fill cavities, and is training to do so. Would you like to fuck Chris?" You nodded, almost absently-mindedly, still barely believing what was transpiring.

"Very good," I said happily. "This is Carl. Carl is a captain with the Atlantic City Police Department. He is trained to put out fires. Would you like to fuck Carl?" Carl had silver hair, looked to be about fifty, but very well-preserved with huge forearms and a rugged jaw. Again, you nodded, this time a little less meekly.

"Splendid!" I next pointed to the man with the darkest black eyes and olive skin. He looked like he just got off the cover of a European fashion magazine. "This is Antonio. Antonio is a bartender here and can have just about any woman he wishes, as you can probably tell why. He is trained in cock-tails. I showed him your picture and he couldn't wait to have you. Would you like to fuck Antonio?" There was no hesitation, you were warming up very, very quickly to this idea now. "Absolutely, I want to fuck Antonio," you purred.

I chuckled merrily. "Why am I not surprised? And this...," I hesitated, using my hands to guide your face to turn towards the most beautiful specimen of man you had ever seen, six-feet-six, you estimated, built like a triangle, golden blond curly hair, steel blue eyes. "This is Danny. He's also a firefighter. He is called Danny the Hose. Would you like to find out why, as if you couldn't guess. Danny is trained in fucking a woman as she has never been fucked. He is our closer, so to speak. Would you like to fu..?"

"Are you outta your fuckin' mind?," you interrupted, allpretense of demure lady-like behavior disapearing in the anticipation of sex. "I wanna fuck Danny right here, I don't care who's watching. Can we go upstairs now?", you hopped eagerly on your heels. "Can we? Can we?, you mocked, again little-girl-like. "Nice to meet you boys, but Jesus Christ, can we fucking go upstairs?"

The men all laughed so heartily it caught the attention of any patron in the bar who wasn't already mesmerized by this brazen group scene in the epicenter of the lounge. "You were right, Johnnie. You told us she was a complete slut," Carl slapped me on the back. "What you didn't tell us is just how much more stunning she is in person then even in her pictures."

All of the men had already seen the photos that you had e-mailed to me, they knew every curve and crevice of both the outside of your body as well as the inside of your pussy, so graphic were your photos.

As the six of us exited the bar accompanied by small murmurs and the intrigued glances of the bar-goers, you leaned into me, squishing your firm breasts against my chest and kissed me, the kiss of a woman ablaze with sexuality. "Thank you," you looked at me lovingly, pulling your mouth back from mine. "Thank you."

The night was young.

(And..this might deserve a bonus photo..yes?)

Well someone was definantly hot when writing this. I was defantly intriged when reading it. If she's anything like I am I think she would find it damn sexy for it's imaginative appeal

 

[cf23430]

Wow...I love this post....I love it.....

CF

Hehe just posting to put down my current idea. Last night was interesting indeed. I had fun in my shower and had the pleasure of someone watching but no touching sadly. I let them watch me soap myself up and and then treated my in shower patron to a free show of me pleasuring myself. It was great and I had fun "performing" and I hope he enjoyed the show as much as I did.

Later, I finally got to sleep and I let my dreams play out what other possibilities could have happened. My favorite one so far is me being bent over my counter and eaten from behind. MMmmmm now that would be bliss.

Anyway just wanted to right that down before I forgot it.

Sweet dreams from,
Your Dream Girl

 

[johnnieblue44]

Well someone was definantly hot when writing this. I was defantly intriged when reading it. If she's anything like I am I think she would find it damn sexy for it's imaginative appeal

She's probably like you..kinda..sorta......

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Fact or Fiction...

Well today i'm going to tell you a little story about work and some events that happened. I'm going to leave it up to you to decide weather or not it's fact or fiction. I know it's been a while since I've posted here. Hope you enjoy this.

Well it was a busy day at work as usual and I was bored out of my mind. Fortunately I'm lucky enough to have my messenger on at work so Yay me! It was getting closer and closet to the end of the work day and if my partner wasn't there I probably would have parted my legs and played with myself. I was already wearing the perfect outfit for it and all. I wore a small loose skirt and no panties.

The day was starting to perk when a good "friend" of mine signed on to yahoo and we got to chat and have a little fun. He started me off with the whole teasing me thing and I told him I wasn't wearing panties under my skirt . We got to talking about showing someone at random (male preferably) and I was so horny and maybe it wasn't my brightest moment but I did. I showed someone just exactly I was smuggling under my skirt. I pulled a somewhat good friend at work in the ladies lavatory for a quick sneak peak.

I'm wondering if I should finish telling you what happened?

 

[patriotsamiss]

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[PlayerA01]

yes finish...no point ending on the best bit

 

[YourDreamGirl]

Fact or Fiction...(continued)

The first thing he said to me was "I hope this is important otherwise this is just weird". For a second I had thought about just letting him go. I could kind tell he was nervous and the last thing I wanted to get around was that I was a freak who liked to show guys the ladies bathroom. I locked the door which it made it a little safer. It was a single bathroom so I didn't have to worry about someone already being in there.

"Well" I said shyly "I just wanted to show that I wasn't wearing any panties". He took a step back, looked at me for a few seconds and then wondered why I had to tell him that. There was something more than just showing him that I wasn't wearing panties. I also had to have him touch me and feel how wet I was as a part of the dare. So I stood there for about a minute with my pussy in the wind waiting for this guy to touch it. Finally, I just took his hand and ran it along my slit. Eventually he took over and stroked it himself for a second or too before rubbing my clit.

After that he back off and said "I think we should get back to work". There was a really shocked look on his face and so I helped him sneak out and we both went back to our desks, me still horny as hell. I hopped back on yahoo and told my friend what happened. He dared me to go back and let him finish the job. I had to admit that that wasn't really enough myself.

I quickly went to go find him and told him that he had to finish the job. He looked at me strange and then walked away. I though a made a big fool of myself. Sooner or later he came back to my desk and told me he would want to just do more than just touch. I smiled and agreed. We snuck back into the bathroom and went at it like rabbits.


Now it's up to you to decide if it was fact or fiction? lol