A cut too deep

You know, Dear Reader, how much I dream about sex. Well I’ve decided to start a new category of posts, sharing some of the more weird ones. Not the run-of-the-mill blow-job or just-a-fuck dreams, but the ones that are a bit left field, just a bit … where-did-that-come-from pervy dreams.

So with no further ado, I’d like to welcome you to the (porno) theatre of my mind.

I was deep in conversation with a buxom brunet. It turned out that she was the daughter of the lead singer of one of my favourite 80’s bands and we were discussing his distinctive stage clothes. We got on to the topic of low cut dresses, and she squeezed her ample tits together to demonstrate how the neck line of her dress struggled to contain them. She then went on to complain how with such a deep plunge, being almost down to her knees, it was almost impossible to masturbate discretely in public. This she demonstrated by fingering her cunt so I could watch, whilst trying not to be noticed by her boyfriend who was sat on the other side of the room, scowling at us.

2 Responses to “A cut too deep”

  1. Funny, I’m just writing a post about my latest erotic dream. And when I say latest, for me it’s also the first I think πŸ˜‰
    Thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

    • Your first? Really? Fuck!!!! I doubt more than a handful of days have passed in the last two decades when I haven’t dreamed about sex. Or do you mean erotic as opposed to sexual?

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