Chapter 10

• In bed, I tossed and turned. Vivid images of the Duke occupied my mind; his lithe body and his good-looking face permeated my senses. How I longed to be embraced and cuddled by his strong arms. How I wished he would crush my body against his and drink from the essence of my futz.
• My body was burning with desire and I took a shower again, wanting to get rid of the flame. But not even the cold water was able to assuage my yearning. No man had ever touched my body and I had never masturbated, so I had no idea how to quell the horny feelings that had unexpectedly surfaced.
• I finally slept with my unfulfilled sexual cravings, and when I did, they materialized in my dreams. I dreamt I was in bed with only my undies on when out of nowhere, the Duke appeared. He was in his birthday suit and his naked glory revealed strapping muscles that ripped with each of his movements. His penis was huge and it was glorifying my virgin love-glove with its shining crown of meat. My pair of cat-heads jiggled as he poked his head in between them and sucked my nipples until they turned pink. The scene resembled what I had witnessed from my aunt’s bedroom. And before I knew it, I awakened and the patch between my legs was wet and hungry for a dick. I touched and fondled it and moaned when my arousal heightened. The dream had brought me to near orgasm. The rest was up to me. I poked one finger into my moist futz and got my fingers all wet. This made the ‘in and out’ movement of my finger slicker and smoother. The sensation emitted hundreds of ticking pulses that radiated to the nerve endings in my whole body. I had to increase the rhythm of my fingers to satiate the growing clamor in my groin.