I am living proof that if you want something bad enough you can will it to happen. I’ve always been a bit of a narcissist… okay a huge one. I can’t help it that I am so hot. In high school every guy wanted to fuck me and after I got over the fact that they only liked me for my right pussy and fantastic body o started to have a lot of fun. I had my pick of anyone I wanted and I fucked like a rabbit, sex felt fantastic and I wanted as much of it as I could get.
I didn’t care for the guys looks, I wanted to see myself getting fucked. So I started doing it in front of mirrors, filming my adventures, and generally just enjoying my body. But more and more I saw how much they were enjoying my body and I began to wonder what it was like for these lucky guys to have sex with someone so hot.
I began imagining what it was like for them to see my pretty breasts bounce, to see my face flush with pleasure, to feel my velvet pussy around their hard cocks soaked with my creamy lust. I became jealous of them more and more and often found myself imagining myself in their skin plowing me hard.
So the first time I willed it so hard that I swapped into my partners body mid-fuck I was overwhelmed with shear joy. It was everything I’d ever hoped for and more. He panicked at the pleasure of his own cock snuggly filling the sensitive vagina he had. It made me harder to be strong enough to pin him down and slam him through two orgasms- the first despite himself, the second because he wanted it. The feeling of my own vagina tightening around me with each orgasm was incredible. He just stared up at me with shock in his eyes as I continued to drill for my own pleasure.
All I could do was ogle my own form writhing with the pleasure of being filled. The more I thought about how my pussy get around me the more I felt the build up to the most explosive orgasm I’d ever known.
I strained as I empties myself into my own pussy. The feeing was everything I’d ever dreamed of and suddenly I was back, panting hard in my own body. My breasts rising and falling familiarly on my chest.
Even as he pulls out and runs away yelling all I can do is smile and imagine the fun I’m going to have from now on. I think of all the men I’ve been with and smile imagining what I want to do to myself. I absently run my hands over my breasts as the cum I just filled myself with runs down my leg and pools on my bed.