Sunday, April 14, 2013

Felicity's Fantasies

Heya!

Thought I'd share with you all a little about my fantasy life...  the sexual side of me.

I am very much a sexually submissive girl (duh!) who goes weak in the knees when I'm being sexually dominated.  I've always been a touch shy in real-life, at least as far back as when I started 'developing'

My boobs came in a little sooner than my friends  did  and of course caught attention quickly.  To add to the matter, they seemed to keep coming in...  an of course being that age I was a bit more self-conscious than I was thrilled with things.  The boys looked, some of the teachers looked, it kinda felt like my breasts were constantly being analyzed.

It didn't help that they also got way more sensitive when they filled out.  I can remember a time when I wasn't always aware of every little skim and rasp on my nipples, or the full, achey weight of my boobs bouncing when I walked.  Not anymore.  Now it's like every little move seems to make them feel SOMEthing.. and being aware that everyone was aware of them only made it harder to ignore all these new, distracting sensations.

At first I did the typical, wearing baggier clothes to hide them a little, but they kept filling in, and they were drawing a lot of attention anyways.  You know that weird tickle you can get when you feel like you're being watched?  Imagine that tickle buzzing around your nipples and you get the idea.  They were almost always hard, to the point a few of my gf's took to calling me "highbeams", their favourite way of making me blush.

Of course the "accidental" brushing of fingers, arms, elbows only added to my situation.  It shouldn't have felt so...  thrilling... but it gave me that sweet, warm buzz even when I was blushing because... well, I shouldn't being getting hot and wet so easy.  It's both annoying and humiliating at the same time...  Which of course makes me more focused on that tingle/tickle/heat...  aaaaaand you get the idea.

I became a girly-girl during highschool, got in touch with my inner Hello-Kitty and all that, and kinda, sorta (not really) came to terms with my distracting physical assets.  I was becoming a bit... addicted to the attention.  Not in a snotty, bratty way, but more in that "I won't admit this under torture and it's embarrasing" way.  My closests friends I think figured me out, tho.  That picture going around the net I've seen.. Epic Boobs make girls into lebians or something... well, at least true with some of them.  Or at least mean mean mean torture bitches....LOL

If you gave any or them the slightest bit to drink...  they seemed to think it was really funny to spend the rest of the night (usually a party) grabbing my boobs or trying to show them off by yanking my top up or down, and tickling me every chance they got (I am VERY ticklish of course... grrrrr ), leaving me hot, bothered and thoroughly embarrassed.

(This was for a Birthday Party.  Of course they MADE me wear the shirt and you can guess what my night was like...*blush* )


---More to come.  Let me know what you'd like to know about me and I'll see about including it in my next bit...

-Fliss