0 comments/ 10821 views/ 0 favorites Fantasy Man By: BradCarson Annie was home alone; she had been feeling horny since reading the sexy email from her secret lover. She decided to pamper herself to go to bed early and attend to her lusty desires. Her kids were spending the night with friends and her husband was away on business. She took a hot shower and made herself a drink, then fluffed up her pillows and got into bed, naked. She liked sleeping naked; she found it very sensuous, especially when the sheets were crisp and fresh like they were tonight. The coolness of the linen, when she first got into bed, caused her nipples to react which usually led to other things. She switched on the TV to watch, or maybe listen to, the news. She then sunk back into her pillows and closed her eyes while sipping on her drink. She was feeling very relaxed and thought she might even doze when she heard something on the news that caught her attention. It was the shouting of commodity traders at the Chicago exchange. She had begun her working career in that business, way back when she was twenty something. The news item was soon over and she reclined back into the soft comfort of her pillows again. Her mind began to wander back to her early working days. She turned the news off and put on a sexy movie, mostly to listen, she got off more on the sounds of sex than the images. She remembered how men came on to her at the exchange. She could have had her choice of just about any man she worked with. Most she just dismissed but of the hundreds she encountered daily there were just a select few she would allow in her bed. Five to be exact, all five possessed that certain something which got her juices flowing. Although she didn't openly pursue any of them she didn't't shy away from shamelessly flirting when in the company of one of them. And on the other hand, if she had decided that she wais not interested in sleeping with someone, no amount of pursuit or persuasion was going to move her. She was an extremely horny young woman; she thought there was something wrong with her because she would get so turned on from her flirtations. Her biggest guilt trip came from her, almost nightly, masturbating while fantasizing about one of her favorite men. Being naïve, having little sexual experience and being raised a catholic didn't't help matters either. She felt herself becoming aroused from her recollections, the way she used to when she was around one of the fab five. She caressed her nipple which immediately sent an electrical wake up call to her clit. Mmmm, she thought, that doesn't't feel too bad. She placed her other hand on her thigh and caressed it teasingly for awhile before lightly stroking her pussy lips with her fingers. She liked to stay away from her pleasure button when she first started arousing herself. Delaying the unleashing its potent pleasures got her really hot. She let her mind drift, to one night when she did give in, or maybe was seduced. To this day she wasn't sure if it was her latent desire or his insistent charm that lead to a night of rapture. Jesse had shown an interest in her from day one and he was part of her select circle. Even though he was persistent he wasn't a nuisance, as a matter a fact he was quite charming in his determination to get a date with her. Even though he was one of the men she liked, she had eyes for someone else and didn't want to lead Jesse on. She consented to have lunch with him several times but held fast in her reluctance to meet him after her work day. If the truth be known she didn't trust herself to be alone with him. At the first Christmas office party she attended Jesse was there and bought several drinks for her. When drinking she trusted herself even less when it came to matters of the heart. She was getting fed up with the party and while almost everybody was on the dance floor she found herself alone. She decided to leave without telling anybody because she didn't't feel like having to explain why. She was in the closet searching for her boots and coat when Jesse walked in. "leaving?" he asked. This was the reason she tried to sneak out. Of course he invited her for one drink at his favorite watering hole. By now she's feeling her drinks and didn't mind as long as she was away from the crowd and the noise. She knew he'd probably proposition her and was intrigued and even a little excited with the notion. Her prediction came to fulfillment while they were slow dancing. Maybe it was the way she pushed back when he pushed his groin into her while they danced. Or maybe he thought she was drunk enough to be persuaded. Whatever his thinking was he asked if she'd like to see his new apartment, promising no hanky panky. She almost laughed but then sympathized with him, what's the guy supposed to say to her, "you wanna come back to my place so I can fuck the arse off of you?" At first she was going to refuse but some part of her wanted him, so against her better judgment she accepted. His apartment had a beautiful view which she enjoyed while he made drinks. They stood sipping and chatting for a while when he asked if she wanted a tour. He showed her his state of the art kitchen, a very large terrace and the tour ended in his bedroom where he attempted to kiss her. "Wait Jesse I'm very attracted to you and I sincerely think you're a great guy, but I don't think we should do this" Jesse answers." The attraction and respect are mutual and I think I may even be falling in love with you." "I know, I know a lot of guys at work are looking at you and you have your choice of any of them. I know you'll never choose me but you could give me a night that will live in my memory and my heart for a life time." "I swear that if you grant me this it will go to my grave with me, if not, I won't try to force you. She wants to give in so badly but is still hesitant. Should she trust him to keep it secret or should she stop it now? He interprets her hesitancy as a definite maybe; he takes her in his arms and kisses her tenderly. "Please don't Jesse" she pleads half heartedly and tries to pull away. He holds her close and kisses her neck, further lessening her resolve. Even his manly aroma is turning her on at this point. She feels his hand on her crotch caressing her pussy through her clothes. She grabs his hand in a vain attempt to halt the inevitable. Her attempt backfires when he places her hand on the bulge in his pants. His boldness surprises her and she hesitates because of her mounting excitement and confusion. He places his hands on her shoulders and stares into her eyes. "Come on Annie, you know you want to." "Be honest with yourself, you wouldn't be here if you didn't't." She couldn't deny his logic and it was getting harder to suppress her own mounting desires. But she feels that it's almost her duty to resist, fearing he'll think less of her if she seems too easy. He expertly kisses her neck and caresses her breasts, finally driving her over the edge of contemplation and deep into the irresistible desires of the flesh. Conceding that she's beyond the point of no return, she's ready to grant him his one time special request. She knows that once she takes action it's no longer persuasion but silent acceptance. He covers her mouth with his again and offers her his tongue. Her deliberations are short and her highly charged libido takes over. With all resistance gone she accepts his tongue and returns her hand to his bulging groin. "Oh yessssssss" he whispers, into her open mouth. He pulls her skirt up and when his hand contacts her wet panties he's pleased to find that she's just as horny as he is, maybe more. He tugs on her panties, she doesn't resist. He fumbles with the buttons of her blouse then frees her breasts. Within seconds she's standing there with her skirt bunched up around her waist, her panties around her ankles and her breasts bare. She thinks that this probably would not be a good time to change her mind. She wants to feel skin; she unbuttons his shirt and licks his nipples. She sucks on them until they become erect then brushes her own aroused nipples over them. When he kisses her again she crushes her breasts into his chest. While in his embrace she unbuckles his belt and opens his zipper; reaches into his shorts and wraps her hand around his rock solid cock. Her touch induces him to push his tongue deep into her mouth while exhaling excitedly through his nose. After several minutes of ardent kissing and stimulating each others genitals she feels the need to pleasure him. She's glad that she is finally at the point where she can feel at ease in the arms of this wonderful man, and can start enjoying his sexy body. She crouches and as she does she pulls his pants and shorts down together. His hard-on is strong and points upwards, her mouth waters to taste it. She takes his erection in her hand and tugs on it slowly as she kisses his belly and caresses his inner thighs. She breathes in his manly scent inspiring her to press her lips into his groin area. He emits a low guttural whine of gratification when she raises his cock and licks his balls. His scrotum is wrinkled and tight, his gonads feel as big as plums as she bathes them with her lustful tongue. By now she wonders which one of them is more turned on by her deliberate teasing. She just can't wait another second to feel his shaft glide in and out of her hungry mouth. She pulls her head back, closes her eyes and parts her lips. She then moves her head forward, towards the object of her desire which she holds lovingly in her hand. She lets it slide into her mouth at a cock teaser's pace. His pre come tastes mildly salty, his penis of pleasant smelling soap. Her purposefully slow blow job drives him crazy and he lets her know it with a long, high pitched shriek. She so horny now that his reactions to her love making almost has her coming. After an evening full of sexual innuendo and seduction she is extremely aroused. Not to mention the effect sucking on his beautiful stiff cock is having on it. She knows that the slightest touch of her clit will set her off; she even has to be careful not to close her thighs too tightly. She resists coming, preferring instead to enjoy the heights of passion she has rarely achieved. He gets her to stand and removes the remnants of her clothing, and then draws her burning flesh to his. Looking into her eyes, he says", "that was a wonderful, unexpected gift" "let me return it to you." What started out to be a special night for him, now seems will turn out to be a special night for them both. He guides her to his oversized bed, kisses her erotically one more time before getting her to sit on the edge of it. She gets an unexpected thrill when her aroused pussy lips come in contact with the satiny coolness of the over stuffed duvet. Standing close to her, his cock is now near again. She leans towards it but he places his hands on her shoulders and pushes her backwards until she's flat on her back. He kneels in front of her legs which are dangling over the side of the bed, places his hands on her knees and spreads them apart. With eyes closed she enjoys the soft touch of his hands, lips and tongue. Her breath comes in short gasps when his lips reach her inner thigh close to her expectant pussy. She loves how he tantalizingly works near and around her spice box yet stays away from direct contact with it. She's almost ready to beg for that contact when suddenly and without warning his tongue splits her lips and penetrates her pussy like a small, darting cock. She squirms and moans under his pleasure giving mouth, while teasing her nipples with the palms of her hands until they're tight and large. Even though his attention to her pussy is heavenly she's still not ready to come. She wants to sustain her ever increasing desire to consummate their union. She reaches down and finds his hand and tugs it towards her. Without words being exchanged he understands her request. He stands at the edge of the bed, and then steps back a little to let his eyes feast on her provocative pose. "God, you're beautiful Annie" he says admiringly. She's propped up on her elbows caressing her breasts and looking at him with a sexy half smile. Her legs are bent and wide open, her enlarged pussy lips glistening from a combination of her own excitement and his saliva. She likes what she sees too, Jesse is a tall slim man with curly hair and teddy bear blue eyes. She always liked his physical looks, but seeing him naked is like seeing him for the first time. Even though he's tall and slim his body is sexy and well proportioned. His powerful erection flatters her, making her feel that she's sexy and attractive to him. It seems a shame not to put such a beautiful hard-on to work. She's tempted to suck on it again, but she wants all of him, to feel his skin on hers, his weight on top of her, his eager cock inside her. With her legs invitingly open to him she moves back on the bed to make room for him. As she moves she feels anew the coolness of the quilt, this time the feel is evocative and sexy. She reclines and holds out her open arms in an invitation to him to come to her and fuck her. He can't believe that it's happening and wants to burn every sight, every sound, every feeling into his memory. He positions himself between her thighs, bends over her and supports himself on his hands and knees before lowering his body to make contact with hers. She reaches down to grasp his cock, which feels like satin covered steel. She slowly tugs on it while he pauses to say something to her. "Before we do this I just want to tell you that I think I'm the luckiest man in the world, if we're never together in this way again, I'll always have tonight." He kisses her lovingly; she guides his cock to the entrance of her waiting, yearning pussy. She sucks her breath in sharply when he pushes his firmness inside her. He maintains pleasant slow thrusts, as if to repay her for her nice slow blow job. Each time he withdraws, her pussy lips cling to his cock as if reluctant to let it go. His upper body seems to float just centimeters above hers, his hair covered chest brushes over her tingling nipples each time he moves in and out of her. Her passions rise to an unprecedented level, building ever so slowly to the climax she now yearns for. The words he spoke before entering her flash in her mind, and when she considers his tenderness and his love making skills she feels like a pretty lucky girl herself. The climax she can feel mounting, hopefully a long, strong one, will be like the icing on the cake. A thought which forms in the deep, evocative recesses of her mind escapes her lips, "Oh Jesse" she whispered into his ear, almost inaudibly. Her sigh of pleasure spurs him on, causing him to increase the pace of his thrusting. "Ohhhh, yes" she moans in response to his faster fucking motion. Again her words inspire him to fuck her even harder. "Oh Jesse, I'm coming" "Oh yes, I'm coming all over your beautiful big cock." "Oh fuck, yes" Jesse groans "come all over it baby, Ohhhhh yesss I'm coming too." His cock unloads, pumping gobs and gobs of come into her. He keeps moving his shooting cock long enough for her to have a second, less intense orgasm. He collapses on top of her their body sweat mingles while they wait for their heavy breathing to subside. She hopes the words she spoke in the heat of passion wouldn't cause him to think of her as a sex maniac or something worse. "I guess I got a little talkative there at the end, eh?" "Oh baby, you wouldn't believe how that set me off, it was fantastic." "You're, by far, the most passionate lover I've ever been with" he told her. "You're hot." "And remember what I told you earlier about falling in love with you?" "Well this night removed any doubt." She smiled and he continued. "The only problem is that this was a one time special gift from you to me, all the women I will be with from this night on I'll be comparing to you." "And you're a hard act to follow." They never made love to each other again after that night. Annie slowly returns to reality in her bed, the TV still flickering away in the background, her sticky fingers evidence of her self indulgence. "If I only knew then what I know now" she laments "I'd never let such a good lover as him get away." Again she starts thinking of the ones she wishes she had kept contact with. Jesse Wally, Steve, Artie, they may not be part of her real life but she can still having all of them in her fantasy life. She grins at the notion and couldn't help getting excited by the prospect, a different lover every day, depending on my mood. "Let me see, which one I should choose next" she thought. She was Feeling wickedly sexy about choosing lovers from her stable as if they were toy soldiers. "I think I'll choose Wally." "Oh yeah, she thought "he's another one who always got me wet from the minute I saw him." She knew only too well where this was leading; and as if they could think for themselves, one of her hands went to her breast, the other between her thighs. She touches her super sensitive clit which spikes her arousal into the stratosphere and dispels any inhibitions. "Oh yessssssss, I want to fuck them all" she groans obscenely. Her vulgar language intensifies her extremely raunchy frame of mind. Her eyes roll back in her head "Wally, Jesse, Steve, Artie, she says aloud, strip me naked, touch me, kiss me, suck me, fuck me, oh yeah, each one of you, fuck me, one after another, fuck me." Ohhhhhhhhh I'm coming again." Fantasy Man Warning! Warning! Warning! This is not a typical DG Hear story. Every now and then I go crazy with a sex story. If you are not interested in a sex story between a mature man and a young woman, then please hit your back button now. For the rest of you, I hope you enjoy the story. Edited by Techsan. Cheating wives, cheating husbands, group sex, infidelity runs wild. I keep thinking about this shit all the time. What the hell is the matter with me? I remember my wife saying: Find something to do, get your mind on something else. I've tried and tried again, but my mind doesn't work that way. For some damn reason, I see everything as sex. A woman of any age sits at a table, has a skirt on, legs slightly spread, I have to look. I just have to. What if I see her panties? I wonder if she's wearing any. I can't do shit about it but I'll think about it forever. I go to a fair or picnic. Some woman has a low cut blouse on and I watch her mounds jiggle. I can't stop looking. I'm lucky some husband hasn't beat the shit out of me yet. I see these mini-skirts and just stare at the women's legs hoping to see something. I can't help it. Sex is all around me. Something tells me I'm not the only pervert who feels this way. It's an odd feeling; I feel this way seventy percent of the time. The other thirty percent I feel normal, whatever that is. It might be different in other countries, or other places in general, but with me the sexual revolution is a mess. I think it all stems from me not getting enough sex, or the right kind. I come from a generation where the older women don't seem to care. It's like two completely different groups of women. The ones that think and read about it all the time or the ones like my wife and others who don't care about it. Every once in awhile they talk about it but generally don't want to do it. I often wonder if it is my fault. Did I do something wrong? I'm nearing sixty and I like sex. Whether it's oral, anal, missionary, doggy style or if the woman wants to ride me like a bronco, I don't care as long as I get it. Now the little wife doesn't want it anymore. What's an older man to do? Everything else in our life is great. We do things together, have cookouts, take in movies, go places together. Hell, I even go shopping with her, but when it comes to sex, she's not interested. I've tried everything but she says because of her medication she really doesn't feel anything. Now there's a boost to my ego. I don't want a divorce because she is a wonderful mother, grandmother and wife, other than the no-sex shit. I don't want an affair, not because of my morality but because I'll get caught; I just know I will. Lately, it's been pretty bad. I am kind of a joker and kid with women all the time. A lot of them kid back with me. I don't know whether to take a plunge or not. Some of these women are nearly strangers, while others are friends. ------------------------ One day my life changed completely. I took my wife to the doctor's office since she was feeling really bad and she was in what seemed a horrible pain. The doc had me take her to the emergency room. The doc came out and after running some tests he told me she had the dreaded disease and would be lucky to live another month. It had just gotten too far along and there was nothing they could do. I talked to her and we both cried together. She told me she just wanted to go home. The doctor gave us a number of prescriptions to help reduce her pain. We left the hospital and I took my vacation time to be home with her. I had five weeks vacation and I was going to spend them with Mary. She died three weeks later, but had a chance to visit everyone. The kids, grandchildren and even our relatives traveled in to say their goodbyes. It was a memorable three weeks, with her getting to see everyone for the last time. After the funeral, my life was changed completely. I was a lonely person, with not a lot of visitors anymore. The neighbors talked to me when I sat out and the kids stopped by regularly. I just needed to go on with my life. I did my mourning for about six months. In that period of time, sex was completely out of my mind; I just mourned the loss of my wife. I truly missed her. Life went on and I decided to buy some of the things I always wanted but Mary, my wife, used to complain about me spending too much money. I was now alone and wondered what I was saving all my money for. Granted I needed a little nest egg but I had a good job and owned my home. In a few years I could retire with a nice pension. So, I went on a spending spree. I bought a big flat screen TV, a new DVD player and a new Lazy Boy chair to relax in. I got High Speed Internet and the latest model computer system. Now I could read my stories on-line without even wearing my glasses. I worked in a local factory and made good money. Hell, I've been there for over thirty years. I decided to change shifts. It was still somewhat lonely in the evenings so I switched to second shift. I didn't have to get up early and I could go to bed late. It fit my life cycle better. One of my kids – well, I don't have kids; they are all adults in their thirties with kids of their own - ask me to go to the State Fair with them. I always enjoyed the fair with Mary and decided to go. I spent a lot of time in the commercial building. I like to see the Barkers - they are the sales people - selling their wares. I came across a guy selling hot tubs, you know, three and four person spas. Mary and I had always talked about getting one when we were younger but never did. She didn't want to spend the money. I decided right then and there to buy one. My daughter said, "Dad, do you really want a spa? You're sixty years old." "What does my age have to do with it? I've always wanted one but for a different reason. When I was younger, I wanted to play in it." "Dad, Brenda's right over there." Brenda was my granddaughter. "Oh, for Pete's sake; She can't hear me. Anyway, I always have aches and pains from working in the shop. I figure it would be nice to come home to a nice relaxing spa before hitting the hay. (That's going to bed for those who might not know.) I figured it would help ease the body aches." The sales guy jumped right in to tell me all the stuff about the spa. I just told him to take it easy and save his breath. I was going to buy the darn thing; it was just a matter of which one. I decided on a little cheaper model, but it did hold four people even though I would probably be in it most of the time by myself. My granddaughter came over and I told her we were getting the spa. Like all kids, she was happy as could be. She loved our swimming pool but in our state you couldn't get much use out of it after September. I told her she could get in the spa year around. The spa was delivered the following week. I had it set up on the patio next to the pool. The first weekend all the family came over for a cookout. All the kids took turns getting into the spa. You would have thought it was a swimming pool with them standing on their heads and such. I have four kids and eight grandchildren. It was funny that none of the adults got in the spa. They must all relate it to sex or something. Anyway, the grandkids had a ball. Three of my kids live over an hour away and I don't see their families as often as Brenda. She's nine and jumps into the spa whenever she comes over. ---------------- As time passed, my life took on it's own normalcy. I would get up and make breakfast and sit around and do my thing and whatever needed to be done. I guess I was a bachelor again, just an old one. I would eat lunch out each day before going to work. It was usually my main meal for the day. After a hard day at work, I'd come home to the spa. Damn, it felt so good to get in the spa after a hard day. I just laid back and relaxed and let my mind wander. I would usually read a few stories after getting out of the spa, then go to sleep and start all over the next day. One Saturday my neighbors were having a cookout . Most of my neighbors were older, in my age group, but the ones next door had an adult son who was twenty-four and was still living at home. He had a girlfriend who was there about half the time. She came over while I was in the spa and said, "Hi." She told me how she loved hot tubs and always felt so good when she was in them. She had an aunt who owned one and went in hers whenever she visited with her. I told Holly - that was her name - that she could go and get her bathing suit on and was welcome to get in. I mentioned that her and her boyfriend, Brent, were welcome to get in, but I didn't want their whole party group over. She told me she would love to but that it was all Brent's friends and they came over to watch the races and then a football game. She was bored and that's why she came over and talked to me. She asked if she could have a rain check on the spa. I told her anytime, and she didn't even need Brent's permission. She laughed and went back over to her cookout. Holly was twenty-three, a pretty girl but not really beautiful. Pretty much the girl next door type. I've seen her in a two piece bathing suit and she wouldn't attract attention in a crowd. She would be considered skinny by most people and she had small breasts. Her swim suit did nothing for her. It looked too big on her. She has been going with the neighbor kid Brent for about two years. He worked at one of the local fast food places and she worked at the hospital while going to school for nurses training. She would be graduating in the near future. She would spend a lot of time at the Hupp's house next door but always went home for the night, at least when Brent's parents were there. She still lived with her parents. They didn't care much for Brent but there wasn't a whole lot they could do. I laid back in the spa and watched Holly. She had changed in the last couple of years. She had on jeans that hugged a nice tight little bubble butt. I began to watch her and think about her body in the right kind of bathing suit. Her jeans were hip huggers and I couldn't help staring at that little belly below her belly button. I was getting a woody staring at this young woman. What the hell was wrong with me? I shouldn't be thinking about young women like this. Hell, I was older than her parents. Every once in awhile she glanced over at me and smiled. Finally, I got out of the tub and headed into the house. As I mentioned earlier, I worked afternoons and came home and got in the spa. On Friday after work I came home and got in the hot tub. It was about midnight and the only light was the moon and stars on a beautiful cool evening. I liked to turn the patio lights off when I got in the spa. There was even a light in the spa which I usually kept off. I laid back and was relaxing when I saw someone coming out of the back door of the Hupp's house. I made out the person to be Holly. "Heading home?" I asked Holly as she looked over at me. "Yeah, everyone's asleep here. Brent drank too many beers and is out for the night." Holly headed over to talk to me. "Boy, the spa looks nice." "Come on in if you like; I won't bite." "I don't want to go back over there to get my swimsuit. I locked the door when I left," replied Holly. "You have shorts on, just jump on in." "I can't get my clothes all wet. What would I wear home? "Well, Holly, you have a bra and panties on, don't you? They cover as much as your swimsuit. Just leave them on and get in. I'll promise to turn my head while you take off your blouse and shorts." "Oh, God, I shouldn't do this but I want to get in so bad. Promise me you'll never tell Brent." "Gosh, Holly, how stupid do I look? Of course I won't tell anyone." I didn't want to say anymore till she got in. I didn't want to scare her off. She slipped off her blouse and had on her bra. Next she unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She bent over to pick them up and set them on a chair. I looked at her as her back was to me. She really had an hour glass figure. I could see her beautiful ass through her bikini panties. I knew that when they got wet I would be able to see her muff. I had to hide my erection as she turned and put her first leg into the tub. I held her hand as she brought her other leg over. In the moonlight, I could see the light fuzz from her belly button to the top of her panties. Below that was the puffiness of her mound pushing out and I could make out a darkness which was her muff. God, was I the luckiest guy alive right now or what? She laid back on the opposite side of me and lowered her whole body up to her chin. "My God, this is so great. So hot and bubbly." "You like bubbles, I'll give you bubbles," I said, as I turned the air on full which increased the bubble flow to the max. "I love it, I love it," replied Holly. "It feels so good; I could stay in here all night." I laughed, "You'd be a prune by morning." About that time her bra was full of water and bubbles and was making her uncomfortable. "Dumb, stupid bra," she said. "Why not just take it off? I don't mind and you will feel more comfortable." "Oh, what the hell." She leaned forward and removed her bra. "I know I have small breasts. Brent tells me all the time that he wishes they were bigger. There's not a lot I can do about them." I looked over at her breasts. "Brent's an asshole! You have beautiful breasts. Granted they aren't huge, but they are a good hand full and nicely shaped. The aureole are a beautiful pink and I bet your nipples get big when Brent sucks on them." "Yeah, right, Brent never sucks on them. He just squeezes them and it doesn't feel all that good. He just wants to squeeze some big tits, I guess." "What a dodo bird. Your breasts are perfect to make love to. They need some tender sucking and gentle rubbing." Before she could say anything I went over to her and leaned forward and started sucking on a nipple. She moved up a little so I wouldn't drown. I reached over and turned the bubbles down some and continued sucking on her breast. "Oh, that feel so good," she said, as she put her hand behind my head while I went back and forth from one breast to the other. Her nipples were sticking out hard and long. I then cupped her breast and massaged it while sucking it. "Good, oh so good. I hope you never stop; am I ever getting horny." When I heard her say that, I continued my sucking but moved one hand to gently rub her fuzzy belly and then slid my hand right into her panties. I was gripping her mound and as I did, I slid two fingers into her love tunnel. "Oh, God, Mr. G. It feels so good. Please don't stop." She and Brent always called me Mr. G. It was better than calling me by my first name and yet still showed respect. "Is this the way Brent finger fucks you?" I asked building up the sexuality of the situation. "Yes ... no, he fingers me but it doesn't feel nearly as good. You seem to be so much more gentle than he is." "How often does he eat this pussy I'm finger fucking?" I kept fingering her harder and harder while I talked to her. She was pumping her ass up and down devouring my fingers. "Never. He says it's too dirty and won't do it. Not even in the pool. He just fingers me like your doing but he's not as good." "God, I'd give anything to eat this pussy. Do you want me to eat your pussy, Holly? Do you want me to kiss and suck it, and fuck you with my tongue?" Harder and faster I was pumping with my fingers. "Yes, yes, eat my pussy. I want to know what it feels like. Please eat my pussy." I had Holly quickly get up and sit on the corner of the tub. I reached over, pulled off her nearly transparent panties, and turned on the spa light so I could see this beautiful specimen. I got between her legs and spread them. She was holding on to the spa on both sides while I attended to her pussy. I used my two thumbs to spread the folds of her pussy. I saw the beautiful pink inside of her clit. So young, so clean, so pink. I leaned forward and took her clit between my lips and sucked on it. I took two fingers and pushed them into her open and glistening pussy. She was squealing and breathing hard while I worked relentlessly on her pussy. I was licking and sucking, at the same time I was finger fucking her. I pulled out my fingers and replaced them with my tongue. I tongue fucked her as fast as I could. She started bucking and had to let go of the spa to wrap both hands around my head as I felt her coming to a climax. "Oh, God, Mr. G. More...more... I'm cumming...I'm cumming," she said as she screamed out. I kept my face buried in her pussy as I felt spasm after spasm. When her breathing was restored and the spasms slowed I brought her back into the spa. She hugged me and thanked me for such a wonderful orgasm. She told me she had never felt anything nearly as erotic as what she just felt. I remember her saying she read about such things but never talked to anyone who ever felt it. As she laid back down, she asked me if I came too. I told her I was hard but, no, I didn't come; I did it for her. I wanted her to know how good it could be. The young men of today liked to finger fuck and then just put their dicks in their woman. I was sitting up now watching Holly. She smiled and came over to me and felt between my legs. My cock was hard. She felt it and then she pulled off my bathing suit and threw it out of the spa. She started jacking me off. "I want to do you, Mr. G." "Then say it like you mean it," I replied. "Fuck me, Mr. G. Put your cock in my pussy." I had her sit on the side again and she immediately spread her legs. While she was holding on to the sides of the spa, I stood up with my jutting hard-on and began rubbing it against her moist pussy. Up and down I rubbed it against her. Every time it got to her opening, I would push the head in and then pull it back out and rub it against her some more. "Quit teasing me! Give it to me. You're a mean old man." She was smiling while she said it. I pulled away from her and sat back down in the spa. She jumped off the side got in front of me, grabbed my cock and lowered herself down on it. Damn, did it ever feel good. I couldn't help it, I reached down and grabbed hold of her bubble butt as she bounced up and down, with me buried deep within her. "Holly, I'm about to shoot a load deep inside you." I no sooner said it than I let loose with one of the biggest climaxes in recent memory. Holly squealed and she pressed down as hard and far as she could when she reached her own pinnacle. Her spasms seemed to go on forever. Every second or two it gripped my cock. "Mr. G, can I just sit her like this for awhile and rest. I'm worn out but yet it feels so good in me." "Sure, Holly, sit there as long as you like." I reached over and turned the bubbles on full again. "Mr. G, would you suck on my breasts some more? It feels so good when you do it." I leaned forward a little with my cock still buried deep in her and sucked and rubbed her breasts again. -------------------------- In the months that followed, Holly might come over once every week or two. We were becoming best of friends but there never was love. I know it's hard to believe but she really loved Brent. She told me that he was just a lousy lover. I knew she didn't love me and we were honest with each other. She called me her fantasy man. I asked her how she could love Brent and have sex with other people. She told me there weren't other people, just me. I told her I didn't quite understand and she explained it to me like this. As I had mentioned before, I don't understand this generation so I just go with the flow. "Mr. G, sex in my life has never meant much. I've had sex with two guys before dating Brent. It wasn't a big thing and they did it pretty much like Brent. It was good for as long as it lasted but nothing special. I expect to marry Brent so I accept his love making but of course I try to improve it, little by little. On a scale of one to ten, I put sex at about a four. Brent puts it at about a seven. It's the way it is with us. Fantasy Man "I never knew sex could be so good. With you it's just something special. You are so great and make me love doing it with you. I know it's not going to last and I accept that. It's just the way life is, but I'll always have the memories. It's kind of like going on vacation to Disney World. You say,'Boy, I wish I could live here and have this life forever,' but we all eventually return home and still have our memories. I expect the memories of being with you I'll have forever. I'll try to get Brent a little more involved with all you have shown me. "Look, I know it's wrong to have sex with you; I'm not that stupid. You make me feel good and I like that. I know one day soon it will be over for us, but until that day comes, I'm going to enjoy the sexual time together with you." Sometimes when Holly comes over we just lie in the spa and talk. We always end with some kind of sex but we are both rather laid back now and really do enjoy the hot tub. Just so you know Holly and Brent have both come over together and enjoyed the spa. Of course Brent has no idea of our sexual get together. The three of us would sit and talk about life and their future plans. Brent was trying to get a better job out of town. His brother was trying to get him on where he worked. It was over a hundred miles away but the pay was good. After Holly graduated from nursing school they were going to get married and move away. Brent hurt his back in an auto accident when he was a teenager but it was pretty much healed now. He would get back pains and always blame it on the old injury. He and Holly would come over and he let the jets massage his back. I do have to say the jets really felt good. Holly started coming over late every Friday night after I got home from work and her boyfriend was asleep. On Saturdays, she and Brent would come over together. A few times I would get out of the tub and leave them alone. Holly told me that Brent would kiss her and finger her when I wasn't there. She asked him to fuck her in the tub but he always refused and said that I might come out or that his cum might be floating in the tub and he wouldn't know how to explain it. Usually they headed back over to Brent's house and made love. I had a window I could see them out of and Holly knew it. She never let on to Brent that I could see them. She knew he would stop fingering her; she didn't mind me watching her. One time I came out when I knew she was being finger fucked by Brent. She was smiling at me when I came out. Brent said he had to go home and piss. As he left, Holly told me he was probably going home to jack-off. He wanted her to go home too but she told him they had only been there fifteen minutes. Anyway, as Brent was going home to do whatever, I put my fingers into her pussy and made sure she reached an orgasm. Brent was headed out of his door as she came. She just laid back and acted like she was almost in dreamland. About the time he reached my house, I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and stuck them in my mouth. Brent didn't expect anything as he got back into the spa and laid back and relaxed also. Good thing we had the jets on full with lots of bubbles. Whenever I think of Holly and the hot tub, my mind begins to wander. I mentioned that she was trying to get Brent to do some of the things that we did. She told me he does suck on her breasts now but isn't very good. At least he is more gentle with her breasts. He takes his time when they begin making love. Here's how I do with her and I told her she would have to take charge of the sexual action if she wanted to enjoy it more. I would have her sit up on the side of the spa. Of course with Brent she didn't have a spa so they used their bed, couch or whatever. She would spread her legs so that I could see the crack of her cunt. I would take my cock and gently rub it between the folds of her pussy lips until they would almost open for me. Up and down her crevice I would rub my cock, watching her pussy get wetter and wetter from her own juices. I would stop at her opening and barely push the head of my cock into her. She would start breathing hard and I would pull it back out and keep rubbing it against her till she couldn't take it any longer and finally would ask me to push it in. This was a turn-on for both of us. She told me Brent had trouble holding back and always wanted to plow it into her, so she held onto his cock and did the rubbing until he begged for it. Holly did tell me that no matter how hard she tried, Brent wouldn't eat her pussy. I asked her if she gave him head? She told me she went to try it one time and he forced most of his cock into her mouth and she started gagging. After that she said she was rather gun shy. The next time I had her up on the spa rail and was eating her out, she had both hands wrapped around my head telling me how good it felt. I backed away and sat on the other side rail. She asked me what I was doing and I told her I wanted her to suck my cock. "I can't!" She said she couldn't do it. "Holly, get over here and suck my cock. I will explain to you how to do it. You will probably like it; you'll be in charge. Now come over here and grab hold of my cock." She came over and put her hand around the base of my cock. I explained to her that she couldn't deep throat that much the first time. I had her move her hand up my cock till only the big purple head showed. "Now kiss it. Just kiss it." She did as I asked and then opened her mouth and took the head in. "Now suck it like a Tootsie-Pop. That's it, suck that baby." She was starting to get the hang of it. She even moved her hand back a little so she could suck a little deeper. She was sucking the pre-cum off the end of my cock. "Holly, I'm not far from cumming. I want to come in your pussy." I slid back into the spa and she brought that beautiful tight bubble butt over and sat on my very hot rod. I was balls deep in her when I came. She smiled and said, "Maybe , just maybe, if Brent is good I'll give him a little head." I explained to her that as long as she was in control, she could take as much or as little cock as she pleased. It was kind of funny; I controlled Holly and she controlled Brent. I guess she got the best of both sexual worlds. We were talking one evening and she asked me if there were any fantasies that I never lived out. I explained that there were a few things I wish I would have tried or done throughout my life, but I don't have a whole lot of regrets. "Like what, Mr. G? What didn't you do that you would have liked to have done?" I started to laugh. "For one thing Holly, ever since I saw that beautiful ass of yours I pictured my cock in it. Ever had anal sex?" "No, Brent tried one time when we were doing it doggie style and I didn't know what he was doing. All of a sudden he tried forcing his dick into my ass. I turned around and screamed at him. I told him as soon as he stuck a big cucumber up his ass he could try putting his dick in mine. He hasn't bothered me since. I'm sorry, Mr. G, but I don't think I could do it." "Well, you asked. I've also wanted to eat out and fuck a true red head. I've been with a few I thought were red but the bushes were always brown or real dark red. It was just always something I wanted to see up close and personal. Now, at my age if she's red on top, she's probably grey down below," I laughed. "Anything else, Mr. G? Any real fantasies?" asked Holly. "A threesome! I would have liked to have had two women at the same time at least once in my life. Also, everyone says watching two women make it together is sexual. I guess you have to be there but that would have been cool to see." I laughed thinking about what I had told her. Before she left I finger fucked her and got her nipples hard sucking on them. She was an amazing young woman. --------------------------- The following week Holly had some good and yet sad news. "Mr. G, I'm pregnant. Is there any chance at all it could be yours? In case Bent might run a DNA test." "No, Holly, it's Brent's. I had a vasectomy many moons ago. I can assure you I shoot blanks." "Wow, that's kind of a relief. I don't think Brent would have a test but you never know. I just wanted to be sure. I have some sad news too, Mr. G. I won't be coming over to the spa much anymore. The doctor said it's not the greatest for pregnant women to go in spas. I think it's silly, but I'm not going to take a chance with my baby. So, this is probably our last time together. I'm sure going to miss you." "Holly, since my wife died you have been the brightest thing in my life. I thank you for helping me through such a difficult period in my life. I'll always remember you." "Mr G, I have a going away present for you. I'm going to give you my ass. If there is anyone that I would trust to take my ass cherry it's you. Please be gentle. I'm a little scared." "No need to be scared, Holly. I'm going to go get some gel to make it easier. Between the water and the gel, you might enjoy it." I went in the house and got some gel. I started off eating Holly in our standard position with her on the tub rails. Then she turned around and leaned over the rails with her ass sticking out at me. I started by fucking her pussy to put her at ease. When she started to really get into it, I opened the gel and put some on my fingers. I inserted one into her asshole and she squealed slightly. I then inserted the second finger in her ass and started finger fucking her asshole while pounding her pussy. I reached over and took more gel and kept rubbing it all over her asshole. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and aimed it at her bung hole. I gently pushed the head of my cock into her until I felt her ass grasp my cock. "Oh, God, Mr. G. My ass fills so full, but it doesn't hurt. Go ahead give me more of your cock. I can take it. Live out that fantasy in my ass. Go for it, Mr. G, go for it. Give me all you have." My balls were slapping against her pussy. I had a death grip on her hips while I plowed in and out of her ass. I started coming and when Holly felt the first squirt she screamed. "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, I feel you coming, Mr. G. I feel you shooting your cum up my ass. Oh, God, oh, God, so good." Holly came and she squeeze her butt cheeks so hard it hurt my cock. I slipped it out of her ass and we both sat down to rest. I was pretty much done for the night. After resting a little while in the spa, Holly asked me if I would suck her tits and eat her out, one last time. Which of course I was glad to do. It was the last time Holly came over alone to see me. About a week later both Holly and Brent came over to talk to me. They didn't get in the spa, they just wanted to talk. "Mr. G," said Brent. "Holly and I are getting married and we just wanted to invite you to the wedding. Just so you know, Holly and I are going to be parents so we are getting married next month. I got a job about a hundred miles from here so we will be moving as soon as Holly graduates next month." I smiled at the two of them and congratulated them on their upcoming wedding and their becoming parents. I told them they made a good couple and to always put each other first. Inside I felt sad. I was losing the best piece of ass I have ever had. The spa still got a lot of use. My kids and grandchildren were over most every weekend. I went on with my life. I did date a few women and even got laid once in awhile but having a young thing like Holly was just something extra special for an old guy like me. I attended the wedding and even took a lady friend along. The wedding was nice and the reception was even better. Brenda, my lady friend, was a nice looking woman in her forties. We danced and drank and had a good old time. I knew I was going to get laid that night. Brenda kind of told me she was feeling pretty horny. I can't remember the last time I got laid in my own bed. Holly and I only did it in the spa. Brenda and I were talking with mutual friends when Holly asked me to dance. I got up and put my arm around Holly who looked great, and I told her how much I missed her. She told me she wanted to introduce me to her sister who was her brother's wife and her best friend. I remember seeing the beautiful red head during the ceremony. We danced over to where Ashley was talking to some people and Holly called her over. "Ashley, I want you to meet Mr. G. Other than you, he's probably one of my closest friends. As I have told you, he loves red heads." What did I hear Holly say? Did she say, "As I told you?" To this young lady. I'm sure that's what she said. I was a bit perplexed but the two of them just smiled. Brent came over and escorted Holly away. I was standing there looking at this stunning redhead, freckles and all. I glanced over to where Brenda and I were sitting earlier and noticed she was up dancing with friends. So I asked Ashley if she wanted to dance with an old man. She smiled and said she would love to and we headed back out to the dance floor. Ashley smelled and looked great. She was a little shorter than Holly but did have bigger breasts. She spoke first. "Holly told me you have a spa. I would love to come over and see it and maybe even try it out." "Why sure, you can come over anytime. I work afternoons so you will have to come during the early afternoon or on the weekend." "Holly said she used to come after midnight. Is it alright if I come over then? Before you answer - Mr. G, isn't it. Holly and I are not only sisters but we are also best friends. She tells me everything, and I mean everything. In turn, I tell her everything also. She told me you wanted to see a real redhead on both the top and bottom. Is that true?" I didn't know what to say but Ashley was smiling at me. After I regained my composure, I told her it was true. She told me her husband worked midnights so it would work out just right. She told me she would call before the day she would probably come over. Fridays were best for her, that way she could sleep in on Saturdays. I asked her, "Ashley, I don't know about being with a married woman. Do you cheat on your husband often?" "I've never cheated on my husband. Holly says you're a fantasy man and that's the way I want it to be with you. My husband is about the same kind of lover as Holly says Brent is. I want the same treatment that you gave Holly. I should tell you it will only be for a couple of times. I don't want to lose my marriage over this. I have two kids and my mom likes to take them on Friday. I just want some of what Holly got. Maybe I can pass some of your love tips along to my husband too." I told Ashley I would love to have sex with her and that I was looking forward to it. I kept thinking about seeing her red bush as I headed back over to Brenda. Brenda and I made love, had sex or call it what you want. I got it up twice and fucked Brenda every which way but loose. I was thinking of Holly and what I was going to be doing to Ashley. Brenda was the lucky recipient of my thoughts. I thought about Brenda and how she was a nice looking lady. There could be a chance for us in the future if I should want to settle down. Until then we would just date and be sex partners. Ashley did call the following Thursday and came over around midnight on Friday. She came over to the hot tub and striped naked. Damn, what a beautiful body. I turned on the spa light so I could see her beautiful red bush. We sat and talked for a couple of minutes and I had to bury my face in her red muff. She was different from Holly. She knew what she wanted and went after it. I tongued and sucked on her clit as she pumped that red muff into my face. I quickly stood up and started wiping my hardened cock back and forth across her clit. It wasn't long before she asked me to bury my cock deep inside of her. We did all we could till she wore me out and she told me that Holly didn't lie. I was every bit as good as she said and the best lover she has ever been with. She came by the following two Fridays and we had repeat performances. I did everything to her that I did to Holly. Our last night together she offered me her ass. I took it and was gentle with it. After ramming her pussy from behind, I pulled it our of her pussy and used the gel and slid my cock deep within her. I couldn't understand why these young husbands took their wives for granted. They didn't eat pussy, didn't know how to make love to their breasts, and didn't know how to be gentle with their wife. These women were willing to get ass fucked and give head if their stupid husbands would show a little love and gentleness. I thanked Ashley for everything she did for me. I wouldn't be able to choose between her and Holly if I had too. Holly's tight bubble butt, against Ashley's fiery red bush and her big boobs. They both now knew how to give head. Between these two women, I had enough memories for a lifetime. My life went on. I saw my kids regularly and went out with Brenda every now and then. I still came home and got in the spa to relax. I would lay back and think about the memories the spa had given me. My neighbors called and said that Holly had a little boy. Everyone was doing fine. I saw them when they came to visit a couple of times. I did find out through the grapevine that Brent had a DNA test done. He didn't have any doubt but his mother told him to have it done and not tell Holly. The baby was his so that ended any suspicions anyone had about Holly. My neighbors told me that Brent and Holly's brother worked at the same place now. Of course Ashley was married to Holly's brother. They said it was nice that they had family members close since they all lived a hundred miles away and didn't make it home very often. Epilogue: Holly worked as a nurse in the hospital in their town. Ashley was a stay at home mom and watch Holly's child while she worked. The brothers were working buddies and best friends so it turned out pretty good for everyone. I came home from work one Friday night and heard someone in my spa. I went to the porch and in my spa was a naked Holly and a naked Ashley. "Hi, Mr. G, our husbands went fishing for the weekend so we came to visit the folks. They have the kids and of course everyone is in bed. We thought we would come over and enjoy the spa. Hope you don't mind. We didn't have a chance to call you. We've been in here for two hours and are ready to get out," replied Holly. "It's fine girls. It just kind of sucks that you are leaving already." Ashley spoke. "Who said anything about leaving? We came over to fulfill your last two fantasies, only we would prefer to do it in a bed. We are nice and clean. Why don't you hop in here for a few minutes and we'll meet you in your bedroom. I quickly stripped off my clothes and got in the hot tub. The girls got out and headed naked to my bedroom. I wasn't far behind. When I got to the room, Holly was between Ashley's legs kissing her muff. Two women doing it was one of my fantasies. They laid on the bed and did one thing after another to each other. Holly told me that the guys would do everything but go down on them and they still weren't gentle enough with their breasts. So, the two girls got together one day and decided that when they wanted the additional sex, they would do it to each other. Just the way I did it to them. I then climbed on the bed and watched as Holly mounted my cock and buried it in her pussy, her cute bubble butt going up and down on my shaft. The next thing I saw was a red bush covering my mouth as Ashley straddled my face and I tongue fucked her. We did it all that night. They told me that I did so much for their marriages that this was my reward. I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. It just doesn't get any better than this. Fantasy Man Thank you for reading my story Comments are always welcome DG Hear Fantasy Man 1 At First Sight Walking down the gallery of my new flat I love it even though I have no furniture. It is a beautifully designed building, expensive but I don't care I have a two year lease and I'm going to study and get my degree and then the rest of the money under the terms of my parents divorce and yeah. The gallery joins the private part of this huge place with the public part if ya like, the kitchen and dining room and so on with the lounge room sort of off the gallery and then the private end the bedrooms and bathroom and so on. Three bedrooms well one is mine of course and one will be a study no idea what I will do with the other one I certainly don't want to share I love my new place all mine. So I have been to the toilet and now I am going to the kitchen to get a drink of water and then I will have a shower and get dressed and go and get some furniture I don't want to spend another night in a sleeping bag on the floor as nice looking wooden floorboards as it is. Then I realise oops. I haven't drawn the curtains on the gallery windows and they are almost full length and I look out across a space maybe six metres and there you are sitting at a table in your gallery drinking coffee I suppose it is and smoking this makes me want a cigarette and I don't have any. I stop and look across at you and wave. You are beautiful no more than twenty I would guess I saw you moving in late yesterday afternoon I suppose your furniture is arriving today did you sleep on the floor. Is it ok if I look at you I'm forty seven but I am only looking I do not leer I am admiring your beauty it just as well we are both on the first floor-top one-of this two storey building otherwise anyone above me could see what I can see. You are beautiful. White undies from here I can see them tight on you and a blue singlet thin material aren't you cold my eyes strain for a sign of your nipples but I am too far away I guess. I can see tighter material at the end of your breasts and the white undies high cut you are beautiful. You stop and look over at me I'm sorry but wait you wave at me. I wave back. You wave back and I am glad I wonder how old you are I am nineteen just a little while ago and I look more closely at you can you be the one I wonder you are not leering I like that if you were I would have run to the kitchen out of your view, then closed the curtains no you look nice from here I turn my back to the window so you can see the way the material of my undies hugs my bum I am tempted to wiggle it at you what if you think I am a slut so fucking what I know I am not only five guys that's not many not nowadays so I don't care if you do think that you will soon see that I am not I give my bum just a little wiggle and turn back around and I am smiling and I wave again. Why did you do that? I mean it was a beautiful thing to do you have a beautiful arse but why did you wiggle it surely you are not flirting with me no can't be you are teasing me but I don't care you are beautiful and fresh looking. You wave again so I smile and wave back again. I turn back to the window put my hands on it there is a tightness deep in my belly and a pain there I can feel a bit of trembling deep in me I think should I do this can I trust you I decide yes I can I make these sort of decisions sometimes. I turn and face you and put my hands on the band of my undies and push down with my right hand now you can see my pubes they are pale light brown sort of colour I trim them but I like them I look over you are looking that is good I smile and stand for a second or two like that the crotch of my undies is still high enough up that you can't see any lower than my mound but don't worry I am going to show you all of me I know you will like and appreciate that I feel a little heat flash deep between my thighs I have never been an exhibitionist but you are my fantasy man and this is turning me on is it turning you on too I hope so. Wow what are you doing it is twenty feet between us I know I am an architect and I designed this building you have pushed your undies down and I can see your mound little trimmed hairs oh my this is beautiful but why. Now I am going where I have never been I want to do this so I dare myself to do it which I must now it is often the only way I can beat all my fears I dare myself to strip naked in front of you I am glad no-one else can see but I am more glad that you can. I bend over and push my undies down to my knees as my face is closer to my cunt I love that word it is all the opposite to my oh so proper upbringing it is almost as if I can smell my arousal I know what cunt smells like I have put my tongue into several but I won't tell you that not yet I look closely over at you and smile you are looking at me in a nice way would you like me to be closer. My breathing almost hurts as you push your undies to your feet I can see the space between your thighs now I can see the hairs thicker above your clit and between your thighs I can see the lower side of the cheeks of your arse as you bend down I wish I was closer but that will never be I have no idea why you are doing this for me but I love it. I turn my back on you and wiggle my bare bum at you just a little wiggle I laugh softly this is really hot doing this do you like my bum now you can see it all. Such a beautiful cute little bum your arse crack is lovely your arse so tight so firm the crease under your cheeks ohhhhh my cock hurts I want to kiss your bum crack how stupid am I being you are so beautiful. I now turn and face you again naked from the waist down I smile and wave at you again you nearly drop your lighter in your rush to wave back I giggle I have the urge to masturbate now I wonder if you would like to watch me do that but not now I want to be close to you when I do that I want you to smell me I can feel the wetness between my thighs I just stand there so that you don't have to rush your look at my mound and the little hairs. My cock feels painful pushing against my bathrobe as I look at you, you are standing there quite still not minding at all that I am looking at you. Your thighs are so trim and fresh looking you have light tan lines but then again it is the middle of winter right now but I can make out the shape of your bikini from what I can see I look trying to photograph forever in my mind this sight of your beautiful little mound. And the tops and insides of your thighs the gateway to your private places who am I fooling I will never get there. From the floor to the windows there is about half a metre of really nice wood panelling, that matches the floorboards. I decide to tease my little fantasy man and I kneel down now you can't see my bush are you angry if you are then you are not my fantasy man, then I get up on my knees and lift my singlet up over my head, showing you my breasts. They are smallish pointing straight out at you my nipples pale pinky point out at you I can't tell if they are erect from the cold or from my horniness whatever they are aching from horniness I want to touch them I want you to touch them would you like that. Your breasts are beautiful they point straight out at me firm and high I am glad I do not really like large boobs but yours are perfect I squirm just a little I feel like I am going to come but I know that would not be right not while you are watching in my cupboard I have a few packets of woman's undies when you are gone I will go to my room and wank into a pair of them thinking of you and then I will come and I will feel ashamed. Where have you gone? Teasing you I lie down on the floor for a moment enjoying the pain of the coldness of the polished wood the discomfort it is really cold actually, I don't think I can do this much longer the pain of the cold floor I rub my bum on it the urge to touch myself is so strong are you feeling that too do you want to wank I want to watch you do that I open my legs you can't see what I am doing at the moment I open my legs lift my knees I imagine I have called you the door is unlocked I lie on the floor my thighs open waiting for you waiting as you come in the door and see me lying here you can see the moisture at the opening of my cunt and you come in and you fuck me and it is perfect as I know it will be when we actually do it. A slight quiver runs through my body I didn't come exactly but the thought of it all has given me what I call my mini-come I did that once in a theatre the movie was so boring I fantasised and I came without even touching myself I was imagining Drew Barrymore was kneeling between my thighs licking me another tremble runs through me as I think all this and I sigh and sit up you can see my face now does it look slightly flushed I see the happiness in your eyes that you can see me again. I smile at you again and wave. For a moment I wondered where you had gone. You are sitting up now, I can see your pretty face and you are smiling I wave back when you wave at me what did you do while you were out of sight for a moment I saw your knees lift please don't tell me you wanked if you want fingers on you and in me please let them be mine, I am just being so silly now, you are teasing me, and for a moment I am angry at you, why are you doing this, are you really just a little tease. I stand up now, and turn and face you, showing you all of me fully naked the front of me, why did you look annoyed just then? I suppose you think I am just teasing yeah sure like I am in the habit of doing strip shows for guys I don't even know. I wiggle my hips. I want a cigarette. I put my fingers to my lips and make a smoking gesture, then point to you. I can see all of you naked there now, fuck you are so beautiful, your breasts firm pointing out at me, cute little belly, then it moulds away to your mound and the promises of your slit as it disappears between your thighs. You are making the smoking gesture. Do you want one I signal, holding the packet out to your window. I nod, yes, and I point in the direction of the hallway, your door would be somewhere there, then I point to myself, then in the direction of the door. Shit you want to come over. My heart races and my belly is jumping, I nod yes of course you can. This is amazing, you have shown me your body and now you want to come into my apartment. Just for a cigarette, I remind myself. Of course, but even so. Now I cannot see you, you have run back down the gallery to where I know the bedrooms are. I will stay as I am, waiting for your knock. I run into my room, leaving my undies and singlet there on the gallery floor. Quickly I pull on a pair of faded blue jeans and an orange pullover. I rush out of my apartment, I don't want you to have time to get dressed. I walk really fast through the little foyer thing, this is your door, I knock, my breathing is fast, I am so, so horny. Soon I will know if you really are my fantasy man.