High Voltage/Imagine Shawn
From Create Your Own Story
With my eyes closed, I imagined Shawn laying in bed with me. I was naked and he moved his strong hands over my body. Touching my neck, my hips, and eventually between my legs. He crawled down the bed his brown eyes looking deep into mine as he dove into my pussy. He was like a savage, his tongue going wild, tracing over my clit and diving between my folds. It felt glorious as I let my hand play with his hair as he worked on me. I gasped loudly, causing myself to open me eyes. Shawn was gone, but my hand continued to move between my legs.
I shut my eyes again and now Shawn was holding my legs in the air. He spread them apart with ease, and I felt so vulnerable. A warm, hard object pushed itself into me as I gasped again. I kept my eyes shut this time, but I felt empty as the object was removed. Then it moved back in and I smiled. Shawn looked down at me with lust in his eyes as he continued to thrust, forcing himself into me repeatedly. I reached up and grabbed his back while he let his head fall to my chest, and his mouth envelope one of my nipples. He continued to bite playfully at my breast while he fucked me. He opened his mouth to moan, but it sounded feminine.
I realized the moan was my own, and I opened my eyes. Shawn was gone and my bed was empty and I slammed my eyes shut again, only to see him exactly where we left off. He moved further up the bed, changing the angle and stimulating my clit more. I started gasping more quickly and he lowered his mouth onto mine. I moaned in ecstasy into his mouth, but his firm lips kept mine silent as I screamed and my body was overcome with emotion. He continued to push into me and I begged for it not to end, only for my eyes to open and Shawn to vanish once again. I tried to shut them, but he was still gone. I was panting quickly, and my right hand was wet. My smile faded as I looked at the time.
I leapt from the bed and picked my clothes off the floor. I stood in front of the mirror and watched the beautiful girl in the reflection slowly pull her red and black panties up her smooth legs. The lace waistband beckoned to be pulled back down, but I resisted. Watching myself in the mirror was exhilarating.
The girl in the mirror folded her arms in front of her breasts, as if she was trying to hide from me, and coyly turned to the side. I saw the word "LOVE" printed in all capital letters across her bottom. She bent at the hips, spreading her legs slightly, and I imagined how good it would feel to have something slide between them. My hand descended on my pussy and stroked it broadly. It was still damp and visions of Shawn came back into my mind, but I had places I needed to be.
I quickly put on a bra and the black scoop-neck shirt. My cleavage was on display, which would probably help my tips for the evening. I pulled on another pair of jeans, shoes, and grabbed my keys. It was time to go to work.
Should I:
