Skirting the Issue

I always thought I didn’t have fantasies.  I think I do… they’re just unrealized really.  I’m moreso about the feeling than about imagery.  Focus on how good it feels to be touched in a certain way… bam. Wet. Visualising stuff…. meh…. it’s there but not as intense. However, erotica…. seriously makes me horny.  Must be the descriptions.

Last week I was wearing a fabulous pencil skirt when I was meeting the bf.  And for most of the time I kept thinking how I really wanted him to do some skirt action… how absolutely melted I would be if he stuck his hand up my skirt and then slip into my underwear for some intimate time with the Clit… and basically going on from there.  I really wanted him to fuck me while wearing my skirt. And then later that night, I fantasized about being pressed up against the wall with my skirt over my thighs just fucking like there’s no tomorrow.  And it made me feel grand… mind you that also could’ve been the masturbation doing that… but still.  Fucking with a skirt. I want.

And just to go at really hard.  Not some pansy thrusting… frantic, and passionate.  One of my favourite sex scenes is regular literature is in Atonement when Robbie and Cecilia are in the library. It seems so passionate and perfect… I loved it.  And plus I’ve been watching alot of Mad Men…. garters, pencil skirts, corset like objects.  My favourite lingerie comes from that era really. I need to go shopping….