Taken with the Night
A fantasy of mine I frequently use to masturbate to The night was warm and filled with the thrumming of crickets and frogs chirping their lullabies. The moon was absent that evening as I lay snuggled on my bed, loosely covered by a blanket. My fan whirred in the corner of the room, providing cool air and white noise as I peacefully slept. My D cup breasts were naked in the night, and my firm ass was only clothed in my little pink panties. Regular pajamas feel too restrictive for comfortable sleeping and the feeling of my breasts pressed against my mattress and my ass exposed to the air felt amazing. Hidden away in my dreams, I didn’t hear the dull thud against my window, nor the sliding of the lock, or the small squeak …