Sitting in my Mind

Someone asked me an anonymous question today about whether I masturbate to people I see online. The answer is not no, but it is not what you would think either.

Words and faces are what go through my head most often. I have an image of things that are very intimate and domestic, more so than sexual. I think about a lot of things like:

• Being in his shirt, making coffee
• Just his face, (that is all I need)
• Curled up in his arms, smelling him
• Being out on a date or walking around in public holding hands, and just being close
• His being here in my town and showing him around
• Kissing him sweet and slow, pecks on the cheek
• Wearing his collar

I am really just a romantic at heart. I want to do all the kinky things, but my mind does not automatically go there on its own. It likes to be fed that energy from someone else. It likes thinking of what makes the other person excited.