It’s Panda, Miss Dementia If You’re Nasty

I’ll admit it: I was horny and wanted nothing more than a one-night fuck. No strings, no complications. The question was, though, was I in the mood for cock or pussy? Such a difficult decision… but I finally settled on having warm, soft tits in my face and a clit on my tongue.

I gussied myself up, putting on my shortest skirt, my lowest-cut top, and my high-heeled boots, and walked the short two blocks from my apartment to the city’s best gay bar. I was lucky enough to find a free stool at the bar, so I arranged myself alluringly upon it and ordered a drink, casually scanning the bar for any prospects.

My casual scan turned up a few only-if-REALLY-drunk prospects, so I began a more earnest search, straining my eyes to see into the dark corners, examining every face and body. *sigh* Nothing.

Just as I was about to resign myself to a disappointing night, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and was confronted by a gorgeous set of tits and deep cleavage. Raising my eyes, I saw that the amazing rack belonged to an absolutely breathtaking woman with jet-black, shoulder-length curls and ice-blue eyes.

The next couple of hours were a blur of drinks, laughs, and flirty comments and touches. She seemed to be the perfect woman: hot, sexy, intelligent, witty… I wanted her, badly, and could tell she felt the same about me.

“My apartment is a short walk from here. Will you come home with me?” I whispered into her ear. She nodded and smiled. I paid the tab and we left, hand in hand. The walk to my place seemed to take forever and by the time we walked through my door, I was ravenous.

I pushed this goddess up against the wall and began exploring her mouth, neck and cleavage with my mouth, running my hands slowly up her bare thighs, inching them under her skirt, dying to find her hot, wet spot.

Instead, I found something hard. I took a step back, confused.

“Is that a…” I started.

“Surprise,” she said. “Is that a problem?”

I thought for a brief second, then responded, “I’ve got an unbelievably sexy woman who is going to fuck me with a real, hot cock. Why would that be a problem?”

This week’s Microfantasy Monday theme is “Surprises.” You can find the themes and the other contributors at Sweltering Celt’s blog. Hope you enjoyed my take on it!

Yes, that is the Super Shield, off-center and smushed, between my tits. Temporary tattoo, of course. I was thinking about applying a tat of Superman flying into my nether regions, but maybe that’s showing *too* much support?

I LOVE this new sundress/bathing suit coverup that I just got. I think it accentuates my breasts quite well, don’t you? And as for where my hand is sneaking off to, well… let’s just say I’m thinking about a certain someone quite a lot lately, and he has that effect on me.

Here’s one more pic for @SnowDan, the clothes I took off tonight for #nakedtweeting.

I hope you all didn’t waste away from desperately missing me! But I’m back and will be posting regularly again!

Hershey’s kisses anyone?