A Rant on Lust

I'm not going to lie, not being in a relationship has made my tendency to dream and lust after people I don't even know very frequent. My current "target" is a man by the name of Michael B. Jordan (not the famous Basketball player). He's in a new movie coming out called "The Chronicle" and one currently out called "Red Tails." There's just something about him...his skin, his smile, his LIPS! I haven't been so in lust in so long. This morning on the train I was fantasizing about the things I would do to Michael...I blew my own mind; I would eat him alive for real. I would wear very little but still something cute and seductive; something that would accentuate me and my body type. I would then start off by kissing his lucious, full lips uncontrollably and then biting them...the latter would most likely lead to some sort of lip licking and or biting on his part...and that would also be precisely the time that I would go wild. We would then proceed to some feeling, rubbing and grabbing and clothes would start to come off for sure. He would most likely then let out a grand pant and lift me up furiously, thrusting my body onto his. I would kiss his neck and lick and nibble his ears. I would then make my way down to his pants, lifting his shirt and rubbing on his abdomen along the way, and very swiftly unzip...I would then proceed to suck him off with all my might. Hearing his panting and groaning would not only empower me, but would also strengthen my sexual intensity. At this point we would have to put the radio on and turn up the volume so that nobody in the surrounding area would hear my screams. And then about two hours later I would let out one last big sigh...and it would be over. Yup, that's what I was thinking about on the damn Subway this morning. It's a good thing I didn't miss my stop!haha. But now that I have actually detailed the entire fantasy itself, I feel a lot better. : )