…. read chapter one first
Author: Sext_FWB
Visit
She lay in bed, staring out her window at the full moon. Twice now the incubus had come to her in the night, each time when the pale night orb had hung round and low in the sky. The first time she had begun to struggle, but soon surrendered to the feelings he created in her body. The second time she had welcomed him gladly, opening herself fully to sensation. This time…this time, she thought, she would try to please him as well. His visits had followed the same pattern, the same general actions following each other in a grand dance. She recalled one by one the things he had done to her in their sequence, and her legs spread wider of their own accord.
There was a soft rustling sound, and her bed sighed as a weight settled upon it. She looked into the shadows, and saw a shape near her feet, a menacing, inhuman form.
Reminder to myself (w)
I love my body. My body is extremely beautiful. My tits are ample and round and so sensitive. I’m not just grateful for the way they look but the way they feel, heavy and soft in my hands and tingling at even the lightest touch. My stomach and my legs are smooth and full too, gloriously mine and perfectly pretty from so many different angles.
I don’t feel arrogant saying these things, I feel powerful. Powerful because if you’d asked me a year ago how I felt about my body you’d have heard a very different answer.
I used to masturbate in the dark. Watching erotic porn on a screen that cast an orange light over my naked body, I’d focus intently on the beautiful people having sex in front of me, trying to avoid glimpsing myself if at all possible. Closing my eyes at the moment of climax so I could picture myself in their place. Nowadays I masturbate in front of a mirror. Not always watching porn, sometimes listening to it: headphones on, audio erotica telling me a horny story, focusing on my own body in the mirror in lieu of people on a screen. Taking note of the way that my nipples stretch out the fabric of my shirt or how my cunt glistens when I spread my legs. The curve of my stomach and hips, or the shudder in my thighs as I get closer to coming.