Real dreams....continued (not explicit macs!)
Posted: May 29th, 2026, 11:08 pm
....to ponder! Those wonderful thoughts and fantasies we all want, desire, just imagine that wonderful macintosh you so desperately desire, suddenly, as if by magic, wraps itself around you.......NOW? How would you cope?........
.....right in the middle of "Places in the sun", boooofffffff! As the smoke settled I am acutely aware of the wonderful touch of the soft yet thick black shiny vinyl that now caresses my naked body within! Quickly warming to its glossy very smooth touch, its voluminous hood shrouds my balding head, I look down into my lap to see the thick heavy duty zipper pulled up fully to almost eye level. Its belt locked tightly around my waist. I lift my arms, that lovely creak that vinyl makes, reveals my hands, or lack of them now, in shiny black thick thumbless mittens. Thick wide cuffs are locked on. My fantasy mac! How? Why? I dont know! I stand in front of the long mirror. The hood is fitted perfectly, Hugging my cheeks. I can feel the thick mouth piece gently gagging me beneath the chunky zipper, a thick wide collar locked on around my neck with a single large chrome "d" ring, the mac glistens in the rays of the evening sun, my entire body is applauding the wonderful sensations. How do I get out of it? Do I want to get out of it? How has this happened? There is a loud knock on the door...............
.....right in the middle of "Places in the sun", boooofffffff! As the smoke settled I am acutely aware of the wonderful touch of the soft yet thick black shiny vinyl that now caresses my naked body within! Quickly warming to its glossy very smooth touch, its voluminous hood shrouds my balding head, I look down into my lap to see the thick heavy duty zipper pulled up fully to almost eye level. Its belt locked tightly around my waist. I lift my arms, that lovely creak that vinyl makes, reveals my hands, or lack of them now, in shiny black thick thumbless mittens. Thick wide cuffs are locked on. My fantasy mac! How? Why? I dont know! I stand in front of the long mirror. The hood is fitted perfectly, Hugging my cheeks. I can feel the thick mouth piece gently gagging me beneath the chunky zipper, a thick wide collar locked on around my neck with a single large chrome "d" ring, the mac glistens in the rays of the evening sun, my entire body is applauding the wonderful sensations. How do I get out of it? Do I want to get out of it? How has this happened? There is a loud knock on the door...............
