Fantasy Log: Dark Thought 1

• I wish you were a hermaphrodite.

• Chatting online, alone in a dark room, no music.
  Just the glow of the computer screen and a most peculiar woman chatting me up online. 
• "I want to feel your wet pussy hairs on my lips. I fucking love that. I love the tasssste, I love the smellll
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  I love when you push and pull my hair , and grind your pussy against my tongue, legs high in the air." I say

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  "I can sense you vibrating. I can't decide which gender I want to be with you

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Its so confusing and enthralling. Both my personalities are so turned on by you. ... We want to consume you"

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  "So you're a boy and a girl?" She asks. 
  

  
  

  
  
• "I'm neither
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  I think I have some kind of split personalities; a balance of Masculine and Feminine." I reply.
  
  

  "At the same time I want to bind you. Choke you. And dig my cock as far as physically possible into your body; I want that exact same thing done to me by you." I wiggle in my chair, legs clench together to try the answer the plea for stimulation from my cock, but it doesn't work. "I wish you were a hermaphrodite. I wish you had the same tight little pussy that I could finger While I sucked your big fat dick" The excitement from admitting such an unknown desire. Like petting a tiger in the wild. "That's so dirty it gave me chills" ... She says.
• "Dammit Betty I want to suck your cock! Ugh I'm going to punch something... I'm so turned on!"
• I want to gauge her reaction to that statement, I want to make her participate.
• "... Describe your cock to me..." I say. Pins and Needles.
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• "Throbbing and deep inside you." She replies. GASP! Well... Why stop there?
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  "I would want you laying on top of me. While I'm wearing a jockstrap. Your arm around my throat choking me while you fuck me

  
  

  Breathing in my ear, cumming inside of me. Sweat dripping on my skin
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  I can't stop it from playing in my mind.
  
  

  Choking me till I nearly faint, you hissing in my ear "Do you wanna die bitch!" Slam... Slam... Slam..." I type as fast as my mind can conjure thoughts.
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"No. 'You wanna make me happy right?' Yes. 'Then be a good girl for daddy, Say you wanna please me.' I'll be a good girl daddy, I'll be so good for you daddy, I promise

I want to be handcuffed while you do it, to the edge of the head board." I finish. Another demon exorcised. "I have handcuffs."

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