This isn't so much a story as a look into my mind while flying today on business. While I'm by no means a writer, I thought, why not document my inner sexual conflict.

Who am I..from 36,000 ft

Our mutual influence drives us to satisfy each other..selfish, but perfect..

The only way to get what I want is to temp & tease you to the point of no return.

Why do I do this..I live a double life..am I alone in my lust?

Sometimes my obsession is so overwhelming, I feel I need the temptation locked away.

My boundaries seem to be disappearing..

I crave men's arousal, and women's potential.

How can I be satisfied by one man..with so many willing partners?

Once, a girl with conservative values, now turns to opportunities of lust.

Men here now call me their cock slut..yet I come back for more?

Can I continue my job, flying around the country, arousing men, pleasing who I choose?

My bf thinks I belong to him..but he's my property until I'm finished.

How can I flip so readily between dominant & dominated.

I love the woman's form, but lust a man's cock and balls.

How do I excite myself with my own image, toying myself to orgasm while squeezing my nipples?

I dream of being gagged, only to sexually dominate the dominant.

I love to firmly but slowly tug cock till I fall asleep, knowing you'll masturbate in frustration.

Anticipation of being suckled causes me to drip in anticipation.

I obsess to have men cum on behalf of me.

Knowing they stare, I take the opportunity to brush my ass across their swelling bulges in a crowd.

Married men are my weakest opponents, longing to rekindle that excitement .

I love to let a man dominate me, fuck me as if disposable, knowing I'm really using him.

I pulsate knowing when he comes deep in my throat, he will taste himself as I tongue fuck him.

Warm cum is my validation that I'm in your mind.

With anticipation, I can make you cum without touching your cock.

A shaved set of cock and balls must be worked until they release their seed.

Mounting a cock is so primal, like a stallion mounting its mare.

Growing up in the country, why was it so exciting watching a stallion grow erect?

Am I abnormal, or are most hiding their true desire?

What will happen when my looks fade, and age has taken that portion of my power?

The deeper I go, the greater my thoughts for the extreme.

Why fantasize..to be hogtied and used without control?

Why fantasize..to be held captive, serving as a sex slave?

Why fantasize..to make men cum, requiring they share it with the world?

Why fantasize..turning you into my personal cuckold?

Why fantasize..making your need for me so great, you'll suck another's cock for my pleasure?

Why fantasize..to be loved by one man, fulfilled in it's simple pleasure?

Dropping to 5,000 ft., who have I become in this adventure?

 

Well!!! U say u're not a writer. I'm no critic , but that was well written , kept me anticipating the next line, fom beginning to end
I loved the look into u're thoughts, that u allowed me to share.
Our pms have been awesome & I have gotten to know u in them, but this has me awestruck. Not wanting it to end.
I would be lying if I said it did not arouse me, but then u know u always do.

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Mmm mmmm mmm honey got me hars started to stroke now hun thanx

 

Been at it all day. I need to cum and go to bed.

 

Very interesting subject and well written. I was on a flight yesterday also.....wonder if we crossed paths?

 

Very nice sexy lady!

Makes me wanna tie your ass up and use you for a weekend.
Dfw is a major hub ya know!

Hell bring the BF!
We can tie him up and set his ass in the corner. Make him watch!! Lol

 

Now that would give him something to think about, lol.

 

I definitely got aroused from reading that, nicely written.

 

Thank you!

 

If only I had been on that flight with you!! HHHMMMM an idea for a story.