Sexuality Happens

I’ve been ramping down off the EVIL topomax (hello constant tiredness, kidney stones, kidney infection and NO SEX DRIVE FOR MONTHS), and ramping onto Neurontin.

And my sex drive is starting to come back!

I was sitting in my car in traffic today, driving to my field instruction (internship/practicum dealio for school – I work at Planned Parenthood Association of Bucks County’s Rainbow Room – a youth group for GLBTQA kids ages 14-21), when I got horny. Super horny. Incredibly, oh my god, why am I stuck in traffic horny.

Luckily, traffic is perfect for fantasies when one is incredibly aroused, and I have about an hour and 45 minutes between work and my field work.

I sat there in my car, in traffic, thinking about meeting someone, having them take me home.

We’d do the usual beginnings, some hot making out, nibbling of each others ears and necks, more kissing, hands wrapped in my hair. Eventually, we’d make our way to the bedroom, she’d pin me against the wall on the way, stopping every few steps. Finally, we’d get there, and by the time we finally moke it to the bed, we would have left a trail of my clothing; my black skirt in a pool in the living room, my little red blouse crumpled by the bathroom, my bra would be non-chalantly hanging on the doorknob, and now she would slide my underwear down my thighs to fall to the floor. She allowed me to unbutton her jeans, and I’d slide them over her hips to reveal a pair of navy blue boxers. She’d keep on kissing me, and I would slowly undo each of the buttons on her light blue button down, shrugging it over her shoulders, careful to leave her tie on, the navy stripes standing out against the white of her a-line tank.

She’d push me against the bed until my knees buckled and I’d sit, lying back, and in a second, she would be on top of me, her lips crushing mine, hips grinding against me. I would be able to feel she that she had come pre-packed, and that would just turn me on even more.

Kissing down my neck and collarbone, she would eventually take a nipple in her lips, and then in her teeth, making me writhe against her. After several minutes on my breasts and nipples, just the way I like, she’d work her way down, taunting and teasing me, and finally put one finger, just one, into my dripping cunt. Then she’d lower her head to my clit and start to suck it until I started to buck into her mouth, and until I’d to BEG her to put another finger into me. She’d make me beg for a bit, and then finally, she’d put in the second finger, curve them until they hit my g-spot, and fuck me while she kept her mouth on me until I came and came so hard.

Then, we’d kiss again, and she’d tie my wrists to the headboard. Then, she’d bend my knees, and tie my legs open, and tell me she was about to have a little fun, that she was going to eat me out, and fuck me, and vibrate me, and do whatever she could to see how many times she could get me to come in one night.

She’d proceed to use a vibrator to make me come over and over until I screamed, she’d go down on me again, she’d fuck me with her fingers, and then a dildo while using a vibrator at the same time, and then finally, when I would think that I couldn’t take anymore, she’d fuck me with her cock, and I’d be so turned on, that I’d actually come from intercourse (maybe with a little help from fingers or a vibe or…?).

***No, I’m not a pillow princess…this is just what fantasies are all about***