I don’t know what it is lately, but I’ve been fantasizing, and getting off to my fantasies more and more and more. I think its a combination of being late with my usual hormonal birth control, reading “The New Topping Book” (it gives me Ideas), dropping 34lbs and being all full of energy, and the fact that suddenly, my libido went up and I am so utterly full of ridiculous sexual energy.

I know this doesn’t sound unusual, but I generally don’t wank while fantasizing. I also don’t normally fantasize about people I know in real life. I usually prefer to watch porn, or read erotica. But lately, all these wonderful thoughts keep floating into my head.

Some of them are well constructed, thoroughly planned out fantasies that I make up myself. For example, the Sunday before Christmas I spent the morning in bed with my Hitachi and a lovely day dream involving pouncing on a certain boy and having him up against the door of his apartment. I like that one. It starts with a pounce, has a lovely middle that involves very little clothing removal, and ends on the hall floor. Or over the edge of the couch. It depends on my mood.

Then there’s another lovely one involving butt sex, the dungeon at camp and a blind fold. It may or may not including copious crying. That depends on my mood too.

But today, while spending another one of those lovely mornings in bed with the Hitachi (what!? Its cold!), I was thinking to myself “God, could I ever go for some really violent anal sex“, when a fantasy sprang fully formed into my mind. There wasn’t even any build up or explanation to how things got where they were, and I do like to have some plot in my fantasies.

But this one…

Oh. My. God. So hot. And totally not even my usual kind of fantasy.

As you may have guessed from the link above, I connect hot, violent anal sex with Sebastian in my head. Because we’ve had some really hot pseudo violent anal sex. Oh yes.

So. Here we go.

There is a room, with an amazing large bed. Its more than comfortable for the five of us. Yeah, there’s five of us in this one.

I’m splayed out on my hands and knees, getting fucked by Sebastian like I’ve never been fucked before. I’m yelling bloody murder, and screaming out orders at him, to fuck me, fuck me harder, and faster, and more and deeper and *everything*. He’s sweating, and I can feel beads of sweat hitting my back has he pounds away.

He’s got me by the hips, just the way I like it, and in my minds eye I can see him toss his hair back and snarl a bit, just a bit, even though in real life he was never a snarler. But we’re putting on a show, so he does it.

Because sitting just about two hand spans away, watching us with wide eyes (and, I hope, lustful admiration. It *is* my fantasy, after all) are Ms Lily, her Knight, and Marcello.

I’m not normally one to fuck for an audience. Not if I’m the one doing the fucking. I enjoy people watching while I fuck boys in the ass, but normally, I have enough time concentrating on myself while I’m with *one* person, forget about four in the room!

But its very very hot. Very hot. They’re watching, I’m a puddle of thoroughly fucked goo, and Sebastian is preening and performing. He grabs my hair, and pulls me back, until I’m almost pressed against him, and starts growling all sorts of dirty things in my ear, still fucking my ass, and I’m so close, and I’m yelling and panting and snarling at him to bite me, hard. And when his teeth clamped down on the joint of my neck and shoulder, I came so bloody hard, in the fantasy and then in reality.

Then everything switched up again. This time, it was Sebastian on his knees, while I worked his ass with my hands. I’m a very hands on kind of girl – nothing beats having your fingers inside of a boy’s butt.

And it got better. The fun part of fantasies that pop into my mind fully formed like these is that they make me feel a little better when someone does something somewhat out of character. I don’t *know* if Sebastian would suck another boys dick in front of me, for me, but I know he looks hot sucking my cock, and he’s damn good at it. So while I’m working his ass over, sliding more and more of my fingers inside him, he’s sucking off Marcello.

For the record, this part of the fantasy is making me blush to write. That never happens. I don’t blush. Maybe its because I know that both of them either currently or have in the past read my blog…or maybe its just very very hot. I love what my mind thinks up for me.

Anyway, at this point, I’m directing the action, which is always fun, especially when I have two boys playing in front of me. And having two more people watching, at least in my head, made it that much hotter.

The fantasy ended rather abruptly after my third orgasm in ten minutes, right after I had told, and watched, Marcello take his dick out of Sebastian’s mouth and slap him. Something about watching that boy get slapped, even just thinking about it, pushes me over the edge.

After all that, I turned off my faithful Hitachi, I was thoroughly blissed out. I curled up under the covers and dozed off for a while.  After all that, I was quite warm, tingly and sleepy.

Ok, I’m full of blushing now. I’m going to go hide. But hey, I think I managed to end the new year with a bang! Haha.