0 comments/ 13747 views/ 1 favorites Imagine By: gypsyeyes As you have probably figured out by now, I have an excellent imagination. I have imagined us together many times, in many different ways. I have imagined how it would feel to kiss you. Now I know, and it was better than I had imagined it to be. I like the feel of your lips on mine and the way our bodies melted together as we kissed. It's a wonderful feeling. It left me wanting much more. I can feel your hands on the small of my back, pulling me closer to you. I want to get as close as possible. As our kisses grow more passionate, my hands are wrapped tightly around your neck with my hands stoking your hair. I am enjoying these feelings, wanting to be closer to you. Your hands are now stroking my back and my ass. I love the way your hands feel on me. I want us to be naked with each other, feeling each other's bodies but we are in no hurry, enjoying just feeling. My hands are now stroking your face as our kisses and touches get bolder. You are now kissing my neck, sending goose bumps down my spine! I am also kissing your neck. I want to kiss every inch of you! As you kiss my shoulders, you move the material away so you can taste my bare skin. You slide my shirt and bra strap down my upper arm, exposing my flesh to the air and your lips. I moan……..When you kiss that sensitive spot where my shoulder and neck meets I gasp! You have found one of my most sensitive spots! I run my fingers down to your waistband, pulling your shirt out so I can run my hands under it. I want to feel your bare chest. We pull apart from each other a bit so I can pull your shirt off over your head and kiss your bare skin as it is revealed to me. This goes very slowly, as I want to make sure I don't miss a spot. You are removing my shirt also gently pulling it up over my head. We embrace each other again, needing to feel skin against skin. My hard nipples are poking your chest and our kissing is very passionate, very intense, filled with unmet needs. You reach down and squeeze my right tit. You take the nipple and roll it around between your thumb and forefingers making it stand up hard and proud. Then, you squeeze my left tit, rolling the nipple around and making it hard. My tits are very sensitive and sometimes I can cum with just having them played with. You reach down and take one of my nipples into your mouth, sucking it. Oh God……That feels so Good! While you are sucking one, your hand is playing with the other, kneading it, rolling the nipple around, gently pulling it. This is driving me wild! I can feel my pussy get so wet. Then you switch tits, and suck on it and knead the one you had just had your lips wrapped around. I am kissing your shoulders, your neck, anything I can get my lips on! My hand wanders down to the front of your pants, rubbing your hard cock through your pants. This makes you moan and the vibration of your mouth on my tit while you do this is indescribable. I undo your pants and open them up so I can feel you in my hand. I reach into your shorts and gently pull you cock out, running the tips of my fingers over it. You reach down and unfasten my jeans and stick a finger in, searching for my clit. While I am running my fingers and hand over your cock, you are rubbing my clit. We are kissing passionately again, practically swallowing each other at this point. I move away from you a bit and tug your pants and shorts down; over your hips, down to your knees, and finally down to your ankles. I am looking you in the eyes as I do this. I lick my lips and kneel down, and start kissing and licking, first at your beltline, down to your hips, and down the inside of your thighs, not touching your cock and balls……………yet. When I think you are teased enough, I lick my lips, and start to lick the head of your cock. I run my tongue all along the rim, and I stick my tongue into your slit. I open the slit with my fingers and blow into it, making you moan with pleasure. I run my tongue all the way from the head of your cock to the underside of your balls. When I reach that sensitive spot under your ball sac, I flick it with my tongue while my hand is stroking your cock. I quit doing that so I can take your balls in my mouth, one at a time, and roll them around. After sucking on your balls for awhile, my mouth replaces my hand on your cock. I take you into my mouth, all of you, suddenly. This makes you moan again. When you are buried all the way into the back of my throat, I just hold you there, enjoying the feel of you filling my mouth. It feels so good! I start to suck on you now, slowly up and down. Up and down. Every once in awhile, I pull your cock out and blow on it. Suddenly to gobble it up again. When I feel you are close to cumming, I fuck my mouth with your cock faster, and roll your balls around in my hand. I am sucking you harder and faster now and you moan loudly as you cum.You taste soo good! I suck you until I am sure that you have shot all of your load. Then I take you out of my mouth and lick your cock, and balls to make sure I get all of it! By this time, you need to taste my pussy. You pull my jeans down over my ass, my hips, down to my knees, and finally to my ankles. I then kick them off. I lay on the bed now, and you lay next to me. You lean over and kiss me while your hand is playing with my pussy. You pull my pussylips apart and start to rub my clit in little circles. You can smell my wetness, and you then stick a finger in my wet pussy. Bringing your finger to your lips, you lick the juice off. Then you stick it back in and bring it to my lips, tracing them with your fingertip and put your finger in my mouth for me to lick. You move a little on the bed so you can get to my pussy. You lift my legs and put them on your shoulders so you can have easier access to my pussy. You start to lick me with long strokes making me gasp with immense pleasure at your touch. You flick my clit with your tongue causing it to get harder. Then as you stick your tongue inside of my love tunnel, you use your fingers to "jack off" my clit at the same time. As you tongue fuck me faster and faster, jacking off my clit faster and faster, I explode all over your tongue. I cover your tongue with my cum. While I am cumming you stick a finger on my asshole and that makes me cum even harder and longer. You continue to lick me and I can feel another orgasm building and say, "don't stop, oh please don't stop!" You don't but you stick that finger into my ass, fucking me with it. My hips are fucking your finger, and your tongue. I am climbing the climb of ecstasy and cum all over your tongue. I reach down and pull you up to me. I want to feel you inside of me. I need to feel you inside of me. You grab my legs and put them over your shoulders as you glide your cock into my pussy. You slowly slide it all the way in, stopping when you are completely buried. Your cock filling me up feels so good . You start to slowly pump inside of me and I am meeting each one of your strokes. We fuck like this for awhile and it feels so damn good! Then our pace picks up and the next thing you know your cock is flying in and out of me. You are fucking me fast and hard. I can feel another orgasm building as you pull out. I groan because I was getting very close again and you tell me to kneel on all fours as you are going to fuck me doggie style. This is my favorite position so I quickly kneel and you stick your cock back in. You fuck me fast and hard and play with my clit while you are pumping in and out of my pussy. I feel the orgasm building again, and you slow down a little and move the hand that was playing with my clit and stick a finger in my ass. I am moving my hips back to fuck your cock and your finger faster and harder. As I cum again, this time when my pussy is contracting with my orgasm, this sets you off and you cum too. You couldn't stand it anymore when my pussy was squeezing your cock hard and blew one hell of a load inside me. You hold your cock inside of me until it's soft and then pull out. We both collapse on the bed, side by side, snuggling in the after glow. Imagine "Okay," Jim smiled in to her face, the word dripping with enthusiasm. "Okay," She emulated his enthusiasm, "well, it was good to see you again!" No matter what the situation Kris was always exceptionally cheery. She excused her self and he watched her go. He couldn't believe his luck to run into her, even for a few minutes. He went about his business with thoughts of her buzzing in his mind all day. Finally, Jim's favorite part of the day was upon him, he was home and everything he had to do was done. He changed, got in to bed and turned on the television. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kris was curled up in her bed at home comfortably and going over the day in her head. Thinking it over she thought about how in the second half of her day she was much happier. She had seen Jim. She took a deep breath and shone a big smile to her pillow. She'd almost forgotten what he looked like before today; it had been much too long. She felt she was getting a bit aroused thinking about him. Her smile turned into an impish grin. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jim noticed that he didn't even know what he was watching; his mind was elsewhere. He'd been thinking about Kris. He remembered the way she looked, the way she moved when she walked. Was she ever sexy, he thought to himself. The image was very vivid in his mind and he began to notice that he had a significant erection. He let his mind slip in to a fantasy; he imagined wrapping his arms around her, kissing her. His kisses moved lower passed her jaw, her neck, pictured her breasts. Jim's thoughts shifted to her nipples. He played with them, using his fingers, his lips, his tongue. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kris's nightclothes were in a heap on the floor next to her bed. Her fingers were at her nipples. She rubbed them feeling them harden and then she started to pinch them. She drew a quick breath in every time she pinched her nipples and quietly moaned when she switched back to rubbing them. She imagined Jim's lips on her nipples, sucking on them, his tongue licking and his teeth nibbling. While this did feel good there were more urgent matters. Her hands slid downwards over her stomach, passed her navel and one rested on her thigh while the other fell between them. The tips of her fingers moved along her lips, mimicking the actions of what she imagined Jim's tongue to be doing. He licked up and down her lips and then pressed lightly with his tongue so he could lick between them. At the end of one of his strokes he brushed across her clit, she gasped and her hips jolted involuntarily. Every one of his upward strokes that followed would end this way. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jim was really into his fantasy by now. He was imagining going down on Kris, licking along her lips and just barely grazing her clit whenever his tongue got near it. He kissed her, and then continued with his tongue. He focused now on her clit and changed his technique constantly the way some car alarms change their tone. With a little breathless communication they settled on the way she liked it best. He would slowly lick her clit starting at the back of the top of his tongue, when he neared the tip he would use it to flick and then repeat with the smoother underside of his tongue. Kris's breathing was heavy, deep and labored not to mention quite loud. Her hips were rising and falling rhythmically and pressing her flesh against Jim's lips and teeth while his tongue worked over the nub. Her voice joined in with her breath of it's own accord. Every exhalation turned into a softly pronounced "haaaaw" as she climbed higher. Jim closed his lips around her clit now alternating between sucking and his previous licking. A voluntary moan escaped her lips now, a jerky sound that almost could have been mistaken for a laugh if heard out of context. "Oooohhh, Jim." They both knew how close she was getting, "You're making meee-e…" As she said that she crested the hill of orgasm and, free from gravity, she flew down the other side. With the momentum from flying down the hill and the assistance of Jim who was still licking gently, she soared over many waves. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kris lay there on her bed with her eyes closed, breathing slowly. She mused about her orgasm; it always feels so much better when she comes thinking about Jim. Plus, she had just gotten off so intensely and she still wasn't satiated. She could feel she was very heated and very moistened as the palm of her hand was still resting on her mons. She smiled and curled her fingers in to resume her fantasy. Jim had his head resting on her thigh and was looking into her face. She smiled at him and mouthed "thank you". He lifted himself up with his arms and crawled up next to her to kiss her. As they kissed, tongues dancing, his arms around her, hands caressing her back, she reached down and wrapped a hand around his cock. He sighed as she started to stroke him. Her lips pulled gently away from their kiss and trailed downward across his chin. She put her free hand on his chest and rolled him on to his back. As she lowered herself she stopped to briefly play with his nipples and then continued moving lower, placing kisses somewhat randomly on his chest and stomach. She found her self at her destination; she was holding his penis right in front of her face. Kris spotted a small drop of liquid on the tip and she used the tip of her tongue to lick it up. When she tasted it she salivated and moisture collected in her mouth as well as in her slit. She made a prolonged M sound and expressed her enjoyment of the taste. She flashed Jim a wink and went back to pleasuring him. She put her lips around the head of his cock and sucked a little, then she moved her head back and slid her lips across until they met right on the tip. She kissed him there and then took the head into her mouth again and repeated. After that she started to bathe the entire member with her tongue, licking it everywhere. Once it was sufficiently licked for her liking she encircled the head with her lips again. Moving her tongue around the head aimlessly she lowered her head and as more of his cock went into her mouth her tongue moved around all of its new territory. She continued this way moving up and down slowly, she moved a hand down to finger herself. Jim was letting out low, throaty moans with his breathing now and reached down to run his hands through Kris's hair, she loved the way that felt. Kris pulled her mouth off his cock and looked at him. "I need you." She told him and crawled up on top of him. She sat on the bottom of his stomach, grabbed his shoulders, and rolled him onto her. He had been expecting to be on the bottom but he didn't object. She took his cock in her hand and guided him to her and he pressed forward, inside. She moaned at the sensation and he breathed hard with a wide-open mouth. Kris put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss. She moved her hips opposite of his, pushing up as he pushed down wanting him deeper inside her. Jim put his hand between them and rubbed her clit with intensity. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Jim broke out of the fantasy when his hot come emptied into his hand. He gasped at the wet sensation. He hadn't expected it even though he knew he had ejaculated, his imagination had convinced him. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kris's eyes opened suddenly as she called out and her pussy grabbed at her fingers that were buried deep inside. Her other hand loosened its grip on the sheets as she realized what had happened. She spoke out loud to herself. "That was one of the most fabulous orgasms I've ever had." She commented, "and the most fabulous fantasy I've ever conceived?" She wondered. Kris shrugged, rolled over and slept restfully for the remainder of the night. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The next morning Jim awoke a very happy guy. He smiled and picked up the phone. "Hey, Kris?" He greeted cheerily "Hi, Jim!" Her usual enthusiasm was appended to by something he couldn't quite place. "It was great seeing you yesterday, I wondered if you'd like to have lunch today." Came his offer "I was thinking the exact same thing." Imagine Being Sugar Some of you are wondering who's sperm got Jodie Foster pregnant, and how it got in her. It is quite a story, so get a beer, some chips, and sit the fuck back and listen. This cockbreaths is a no-shitter. When Hinkley shot the President, Casey of CIA was briefed within eight minutes. Jodie Foster's name was mentioned by the suspect. Casey remembered that she was attending Yale in New Haven, so he did a computer search to see who he had in the area. Agent "Sugar" was on campus visiting his younger brother, so Casey beeped him. Sixteen minutes after the attack, "Sugar" was directed by Casey to remove Foster to site 10QA by Lear Jet. "Sugar" was one of five agents that answered directly to Casey. He stood 5' 10", weighted 178, had an IQ of 160+, spoke eight languages, was an expert in hand to hand combat, and was the best pistol shot within forty feet that the SEAL training ever produced. An orphan, he was raised by an Alaska Bear Guide until he was sixteen. When the Guide died while hunting, the man he was guiding brought him to South Philly to live, where he learned to speak Polish, German, French, Spanish. He was middleweight Golden Glove champion for Pennsylvania. His SAT scores got him into Yale. He was a SEAL officer until Casey met him and hired him to be the Directors enforcer. A CIA operator put Sugar through to Ms. Foster. He knew that she had two Campus Cops with her, so he spoke to her in French. In general terms Sugar explained that he had been directed to insure her safety, and if she agreed, that he would do so. "Yes, of course," Jodie answered. She was instructed to dress down, remove her makeup, wear jeans and to look for an old BMW out her side window. After she was in the car, the Campus Cops drove away with sirens and lights on to put on a show to distract from the BMW going in the other direction. Using military clearances, Lear 825LJ was soon at 51,000 feet west bound. Four hours later, it landed at a strip and facility known only to a handful of people. In a small cabin on a lake nearby Sugar and Ms. Foster could relax for the first time in hours. Foster, a master of observation and reading of people, at first could not put a handle on Sugar. His voice was whisper quite. He walked without sound, like an Indian, yet his eyes held hers like a predator when he addressed her. After a thick steak, good wine and salad, they both relaxed. In passing, Jodie used a Shakespearean quote. Sugar completed the entire passage, in old English. She had a script she was considering. She read her part, while he read all the others, giving each a different accent. The man was a joy to be around, yet under it all, she knew there was another part of him that would put great fear into a man up to no good. When it was determined that Hinkley was acting alone, Foster was returned to New Haven. Sugar spent two years, working alone in the middle East doing little jobs for Casey. Very dangerous dirty little jobs! He plinked several double agents, as well as a "King" or two. Upon his return, he retired from the CIA and operated a Jet charter service for VIP and US Marshall clients. Several years passed. The Limo stopped short of the Lear and his passenger walked to the steps. Sugar saw at once that he would be flying Ms. Foster again. She never noticed who was flying her single pilot until they were level at 41,000 and he asked her in French if she wished to join him in the cockpit. With a hand waving and a spiel of poetry, she climbed into the copilots seat. On the spur of the moment, she asked him if there was anyplace he could take her where they could be alone, instead of Palm Springs where she had wanted to go. He knew of ten places. Eighty miles north east of Flagstaff they landed at another of the no name strips. Jodie was now a star commanding eight million a picture. One hell of a classy lady, with only one little catch. She was a lesbian. After another good meal, she got serious and told Sugar that she wanted to have a child, using his sperm. She would have a doctor place it in her. She would pay $500,000.00 for it and a contract giving up all parental right, and nondisclosure. "Shit, Jodie, your money don't mean diddly squat to me, but your friendship does," Sugar replied. "You let me deliver it the old fashion way and I'll sign the contracts for nothing. I will tell you that I'll track that young one and make sure that no one interferes into her or his life, but always in the shadows." Jodie frowned, and said that was not what she had planned. That night, they drove to a nearby town. In worn cowboy garb, no one noticed them in the bar they were at. Jodie and Sugar danced. Jodie, being a professional, could really shake it. Other men asked her to dance. She put on a sexy show, and downed several boilermakers. Drunk, drunk, shitfaced drunk. Sugar helped Jodie into the cabin. He sat her on the bed. Pulled her boots off, and then undid her large belt. What the hell, off came her pants and then her shirt and bra. Jodie was awake, and just looked up at him. He sat on the end of the bed. Had a hard time staying upright. He undressed and went into the John to pee and wash up. When he came out he picked her up and put her on the John, telling her to pee. Jodie begin to laugh, saying;" the completely organized man." Sugar put her back on the bed and lay down beside her. "Fuck this", he said to himself, as he rolled between her legs and put his mouth near her pussy. She did not move as his lips kissed up both legs and finally found her clit. Jodie moaned when his tongue ran the length of her pussy. He slid upward and his stiff member found her virgin slit. Three pushes were needed to get the head past the opening. Then as he eased it into her, he could feel the wet softness of her pussy grip his manhood. She resisted as he lifted her legs upward to offer his throbbing cock full and unguarded passage to her insides. All seven, thick inches were now in her. He went into a humping frenzy. The drinks had made it impossible for him to cum for at least half an hour, so he just pounded his meat in and out and in and out. She only weights 102 pounds and at 5'3" is a tiny woman. As his ass traveled its path, her little legs were flailing out on each side. Eyes closed, her head went from side to side and then the sound all men know, the moan and spoken words of a woman in orgasm. Yess, Oohhh, Yes. Ohhhhhhh Yesss. Lesbian or not, they all orgasm the same, Sugar thought. Sugar rolled her over and dog humped her with her on her hands and knees. She cum again. Sugar presented his cock to her to suck on as he gather himself for more pumping. Jodie was into it all now as she took most of his shaft into her mouth and sucked it. Sugar could feel his balls tighten, so he rolled her over and with her legs by her head, gave her the hardest pounding he could deliver. Jodie and Sugar both cum at the same time. He rolled off, while she keep her legs by her head. She explained to Sugar that that position kept the sperm near her uterus. After a sandwich and a drink of orange juice, Sugar climbed onto her again. Jodie just smiled, laughed and said; "you boys feel better then my toys at home". Hmmm, I'll pretend you are Ann H. this time." With that she opened her legs wide to accept the advancing throbbing penis. Sugar ran it in with one push and then, as all men will, begin long slow pushes to enjoy to the fullest the second fuck of the evening. By the end of the fourth go, she was sore, so they went to sleep. Several times the next day they joined together to breed her. The next day Sugar dropped her off in LA. Six months later, when it was know that she was pregnant, two bad guys thought she would be a good target for a kidnap. Its sort of a mystery, but both were found with .22 shorts in their brain, dead. You might say that Jodie had a "Sugar Daddy" watching over her. That, friends, is a no shitter.