Filed under: Mindfuck
i sat in traffic with my right hand on my gear shift. as i coasted in 4th gear my fingers started to graze down the shaft. i thought about your cock as my finger and middle finger stroked the smooth metal. i started to squirm in my seat wondering if your cock was this smooth and hard. my fingers parted around the girth and moved upward to the knob. would your cock head have this much of a lip as i slid under the rim moving to the top?
when i had to shift into 5th gear i felt disgruntled as i couldn’t feel you as i drove. my fingers would gently fondle the knob thinking about the head of your cock. when i shifted from that moment on i was careful thinking i was handling your cock in my soft hand. i was so focused on symbolizing your cock that i was lost in the thought and sensation. i didn’t care if drivers in large SUV’s or trucks drove by and saw me blatantly masturbating my gear shift…your cock. in fact i hope they saw me and internally wished that someone was handling their cock like i was.
i am dying for you. thoughts of you are consuming my mind.
when i blink and linger with my lids closed i can see you.
when it is dead quiet i can feel your lips next to my ear whispering pure filth inside of me replenishing my deviant mind.
when i lick my lips i can taste you and when i bite my bottom lip i can feel your flesh.
when my nails trail along the bed sheets i can feel your back.
why must you make me wait?
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