I Think I'm In Love With My Radio...

I was walking along the sunny canal
Feeling my goddess energy
Radiating health, sex and love

I see a man approaching me on a bike
He is what I imagine MJ would look like
If he was never famous
If he was still black and unaltered
If he was still alive
Rough But Symetrical Face
Ripped Lean Body

I can see him looking at me
But not staring or ogling
So I keep the pleasant expression fixed on my face
Breathe
And remind myself to be present

His face is almost out of my view
As he coasts past me
And I hear him
Almost under his breath
But it carries
Because he has one of those growly, dark voices

And this all happened in the matter of 3 - 5 seconds

He says 'Nice Tits'
It was such a strong sexual moment
His words hit me with such force
My breath was caught

Then...
I immediately felt the blood rush to my clit
And my lips, both sets, flush
A smile spread across my face

This is the wonder of fantasy life
The fantasies you can only have and love in your mind

The next 10 or so minutes of my walk
Were devoted to what would've happen in my sex dimension
The alternate reality I live in
Where all interaction happens through sex

He would pass me on his bike
'Nice Tits' he'd spit
Before he grabbed me by my hair
And slammed me against cold, soft steel bars
No unwanted pain in fantasy

People on bikes, on walks
Pass us casually
As his mouth devours my cunt
As his cocoa cock fucks me
As his dirty hands move from my clit to my mouth

No condom
No lube
No kissing

I would stumble home
Legs still vibrating
My thighs wet with sweat and a strangers come
Smiling

Mmmmmmmmondayyy

In the meantime
My search for a playmate continues
I'm finding men are more responsive to me
When I wear less makeup and hair
It's interesting!

Plus 'No Makeup Summer' is for me
Any unexpected reaction is a bonus
It's nice to feel like people are seeing the real 'me'
And it makes me realize how much makeup changes my face
How it changes symetry, shapes, perception

Life is moving rapidly
Gotta shake off this dusty 'me'
Nothing a little...sun
fruit
mediation
orgasm
writing
photography
flowers
...can't take care of

I'm debating sharing photos on this blog
Would be anonymous still
What do my lovely readers think?