recently I’ve been fantasising non stop about men I pass by on the streets. Specifically fantasising about what they’d do to me.
It all started yesterday morning. I was taking the metro and there was this cute guy who was standing next to me the entire time. Normally I’d just mentally save a copy of the cute guy and move on. But for some reason, a switch flicked in my brain or something and I thought about what if he’s secretly a stalker of mine and he’s following me around. My mind was racing at the thought of it. What if secretly he’s got my entire day mapped out, and he’s secretly waiting for a chance to kidnap me.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it and it only intensified as I went about my day. Everywhere I looked, all I thought about was how it would feel if that random guy on the street bent me over and came in me. Maybe this other guy would play with my tits, and another would spank me non stop. Every group of guys was a potential gang that would take turns on all my holes. I felt so submissive and utterly vulnerable.