My Secret Fantasy: A Short Story
I think I would describe myself as a moderately attractive gal, a little on the plump side but cute. My legs and ass are firm, as are my breasts...long blonde hair and big, inviting blue eyes...full lips and a nice tight pussy. I have a wonderful sense of self and a passionate nature and take pride in my appearance. I have no problem attracting men or getting laid...I more than live up to my reputation for love of oral sex...giving more than receiving, really.
My problem lies in finding a woman to fulfill my secret fantasy. You see, for a few years now, I have had this reoccurring fantasy that plays over and over in my head when I masturbate. I am down on my knees, in front of this lusty blonde, reclining in a chair; her legs spread wide open to reveal her delicate, wet pussy for my taking. I want her so badly, the faint smell of her perfume mingling with her wetness, seductively grinding her hips toward my face and repeating "Eat my pussy, baby!" over and over in a desperate tone. I see her face now, her eyes full of lust and wanting as I place my hand gently on her shaven, glistening mound and begin to rub in a circular motion, increasing pressure as I go. She begins to moan...