What's my favourite CFNM scenario? It's a question I'm often asked. And its a toughie – mainly because they all have something to offer the discerning female. Just a minute ago I was on the Sensations for Women site looking at a pic of a boy with his dick on a brick, squashed in place by a girl's tan-booted foot. And I thought, Hey, I could be that girl, I'm up for a bit of dick-squashing, I've even got those boots.
Sometimes I like to picture a rich and famous me leaning on a balcony in the Tribeca neighbourhood of New York City (or some other glamorous spot; the scenery changes.) I'm enjoying the view and a glass or two of champagne. At my feet, stripped bare and contorted into the upward facing bow position, is a grown-up version of the boy who made me cry at my eighth birthday party. Clamped between his bare thighs is a silver bucket so over-stuffed with ice, the cubes rain down on his balls whenever I pluck out the bottle.
But the CFNM scenario that gives me most nourishment is actually very straightforward. It's a relaxed social gathering, the cocktail hour, I'm looking my best in a shimmery little frock and standing right next to a guy who just happens to be completely nude. There's no more than a couple of millimetres between my trim little clothed bod and his big naked one, and we're deep, deep in the most wonderful conversation … so wonderful, neither of really notices the perfectly formed dick rearing its head and gently nudging me in the belly-button. Simple, but I'm a simple girl at heart!
Why don't you write in and let me know your favourite scenarios? I'd love to hear from you.
