I’m embarrassed to disclose the things I think of in the seconds right before I cum. The vivid thoughts that intrude seconds before I slip over the edge are so filthy. By anyone’s standards.
When I allow myself to think about the things I have done, I always find my thoughts drifting to the things I want to do.
And have done to me.
I was surprised by how much I liked fooling around with two men at a time. The extra body to ricochet off of makes every moment electric. It’s sex in stereo.
Fucking around with two men at the same time has given me such dimensional pleasure. Memories of past encounters feature heavily in the dirty reel I play in my mind when I lay back alone in bed with my sucking toy.
I like it when they start by taking turns with me. I want to be passed back and forth. I want to be kissed, and groped by four searching hands.
I want to lay back in bed and have both men take turns fingering my wet pussy. I want to be undressed, and fondled. I want to be teased, and titty fucked until I beg to suck, and fuck.