Just a Fantasy....

~~~warning: the following is about sex~~~
I feel like the horniest woman alive. You think "guys think about sex all the time"? I'm pretty sure I'd beat them all. I think about it during class and work, in the evenings, before i shower, every time i'm on the internet... it's down right dirty thoughts too. not the cutesy kisses and hugs and cuddling. my mind goes straight down to the dirtiest gutter imaginable. hardcore porn flashes through my mind like a movie on a screen, and my eyes gloss over as i look at myself being pounded by a deliciously hard c--- . i'm sitting in huge lecture hall with random people next to me studying about the brain or what ever, and i'm in my own world. trying to actually feel the c--- in me right there and then. i want it so badly. god i hope no one can read my dirty mind right now. it'd be so embarrassing. 
I love taking off my clothes and looking at my naked body. and touching my soft smooth tan skin. and my dark hair tosselled laying below my shoulders. my eyes, my lips, my tongue. the curvature of my my waist in and out again at my round tight ass. down my sweet creamy thighs. at this moment i wish i could give someone me. for them to admire me, touch me, kiss me, suck me. 
i don't want to be in control. not when i'm in bed. i want you to play games with me. i want you to do me rough. do me soft. i want to make sweet gentle love with sweet loving kisses. but i also want you to rip off all my clothes and pin me down to the mattress and force your way between my squarming legs. i want you to blind fold me and run an ice cube down my body. let me suck on the ice... bring it down my neck and across my hot chest as i raise my breasts to touch the wonderfully cold ice. down my belly as i suck in my stomach because it's too cold. oh and down my warm thighs trembling for you to be inside of me. god please tease me. torture me. then follow the trail the ice made with your hot wet tongue. my body shakes at the contrast and the desire building up in me. 
i am so ready. i am so wet. please just put your c--- in me already! I scream in my head. Even a finger will do! you flip me over onto my stomach, my bare ass faced up. what is going on? i'm excited, confused, anticipating your next move. i feel the ice on the back of my neck tracing down along my spine. i tense up. still blindfolded. the ecstasy and pleasure are almost unbareable. a knot builds in my throat. you come to my full ass and trace the ice cube along both cheeks. and the knot in my throat becomes a moan. i want to cry. i want you so bad. i want you in me so bad. 
you finally use your hands. starting at my ankles you softly work your way up my calves, my thighs. i am about to kick you in the face because you are driving me crazy, but you catch my legs and pin them down. god no more! please no more! i cry. please just f--- me! please! i'm begging you. have mercy. but you are no saint. you continue your torture, and i continue to moisten the insides of my thighs with my wetness. you slide your hands up my legs and purposely across my clit with wet slippery fingers. i gasp. heart beat fastens.  more, i beg. More! you give me no more. your hands slide gently across my stomach and up towards my breasts. so close. so very close. but you refuse to give me the satisfaction of your touch on my swollen breasts and jutting nipples. i hate you. i am wild inside. like midnight during a violent thunderstorm when the rain is pounding on the wooden window shutters while the wild wind is blowing through the wavering tree branches. 
i am about to break.  you haven't even kissed me. touched my breasts. and i'm going crazy. sweet torture. then all of a sudden. my prayers were answered. i feel something warm and wet and strong circling my nipple. and you begin to flick my nipple with your tongue. i take in a deep breath. try to capture this intense moment that i have been waiting for for so long. you make your way to the other nipple and i am taken over by my moans and undulations of my body...
to be continued....