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My Ultimate Fantasies

By: Sara692



Some of what I have written is true I guess, Job, house, thoughts, and neighbor kid and of course I have these sexual fantasies with you and the kid. Since beginning this story, I ran into him at the Y swimming and from the look of his bulge; I think he is very well endowed. At first I thought he stuck a balled up sock or something down there to impress the girls but as we talked he started getting hard. So I know it is real. I really started thinking about him and what he was doing and fantasying even more about letting him see and watch me. Maybe not masturbating in front of him or having sex in front of him but let him have a harmless peak at me bathing and laying on my bed, maybe walking around the house nude. As far as the story, you will have to read and see where I went with this fantasy.

Sara 

I had a hard day at the office; actually the whole week had been hard with long hours and lost sleep worrying if I was going to get everything finished by the weekend. Well, I did and now I finally had a free weekend, no worries, free to just relax. I had been so uptight all week that I scarcely had time to read the notes from my secret lover in New Jersey. Well, I had not actually met him but we IM a little and send erotic e-mail stories to each other with pictures showing our bodies and such. Each one getting me very horny, so horny I usually had to pleasure myself. He had told me my stories and pictures of myself that I send to him had the same effect on him as his did to me. I had never talked to him so I have never heard his voice. I wondered if we would ever meet, the agreement we had at this time was that we may never meet but would be distant friends. 

I had had only two guys in my life and it seemed like it was years ago. Actually it was. One was in high school; my junior year and it had only been a brief sexual encounter at the end of the school year. I thought this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. We had been in school together and dated, he a senior and of course, he finally talked me into doing it as he fed me this story of him graduating and going into the Marines and we would not be seeing each other for a long time. It had been my first time and we only did it twice when I found out from a girl friend that he was bragging to his friends that he finally scored with me. I had thought he was in love with me but now I was just another score. That ended that.

The other guy was when I started collage; my freshman year and this cute upper classman started pestering me to go out with him. I did and on one date, he got me drunk and took advantage of me. That ended that. I swore off of guys after that and concentrated on my studies and worked hard to get myself through school.

Now I had a good job in a law firm as a Para-Legal, not having taken the bar exam yet and not sure I wanted to. I was having fun, working hard, and still learning first hand on the job the complexities of the laws. I was putting in long hours, working through several weekends and now finally getting much needed free time this weekend and looking forward to it. I wanted to get home take a good long soak and shower and relax and read Mark's e-mail stories again, all of them, and just relax on my bed and daydream. I hadn't had that chance for what seemed ages.

Quitting time finally came, even though it was already after hours. I told myself, as I was getting my things together I would grab a bite to eat on the way home so I would have more time to unwind and relax at home. I swung into Burger King on the way and grabbed a burger and fries at the drive up and ate on the way home. I was in too much of a hurry to get out and eat the hot soak and shower sounded so good to me that I didn't want to waste the time. I gobbled the food down on the way. Traffic was light so it didn't take me long to get home.

I hurried into the house when I got there, Damn I thought as I opened the door; the air conditioner is goofy again. My small two-bedroom house was hot and I rushed around opening the windows in all the rooms and the glass slider to the back yard patio. Cool evening air rushed in. I surveyed my house thinking I was lucky that it was so small. It would cool down in no time. The front of the house consisted of the small living room with a bedroom and bath off of it and the kitchen. The back of the house was the dining room; my bedroom and another bath room. My back yard was large and private, fenced with a tall holly hedge providing even more privacy. I liked to sunbathe there and many times I did yard work in my string bikini or short shorts and halter top. I usually never ware a bra under my halter. Sometimes I wish I could just go nude but there was one window from the house next door that looked into my yard. The hedge and fence didn't block it. 

There was a bottle of white merlot in the refrigerator and I headed to it, poring myself a glass. Now, I thought, time for relaxation at last and headed to the bathroom, turning on the hot water in the tub. My wine glass was almost empty already so I headed back to the kitchen and grabbed the bottle and ice bucket and headed back to the bath. I placed the bucket and wine on the edge of the tub and stripped leaving everything in a haphazard pile on the floor. The tub was full and I slipped in. I lay there soaking for hours drinking wine. It felt so good to finally have this time to myself. I had lain there so long my skin was starting to crinkle; the water was beginning to get cool and my wine bottle empty. So I pulled the plug and started the water draining turning on the showerhead at the same time. When I stood, I discovered I was a little tipsy from the wine and laughed at myself. Well, I thought, better get soaped down and out before I pass out from the wine here in the shower. I quickly did just that and carefully washed myself making sure I was squeaky clean, hair and all. I stood under the hot shower rinsing myself letting the hot water cascade over my body, the hot water relaxing me even more. I felt light headed when I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower to get my towel. I had to turn my back to the open door to get my towel off the towel rack, I never close the door as I am always alone, and wasn't aware of someone coming up behind me. I wasn't even aware of the hand that quickly covered my mouth and nose as I passed out. 

I awoke a short time later, stretched out on my bed, it must have been only minutes as my body and hair was still wet. I was blindfolded, my hands tied to each side of my poster bed, my right leg tied to the post at the foot of the bed and my left leg being tied to the other post. I tried to kick it free, pulling my legs together while screaming, but the rope held fast and I was cinched down. I couldn't move, held down to the bed spread-eagled. I couldn't fight or pull my legs together to stop what I knew what was about to happen as I heard someone undressing. I was pleading please no don't do this. Please don't rape me, as I was thinking to myself what I had done. I had not shut and locked the windows or glass slider to the patio in the back yard. Oh no, I thought. This is the neighbor kid that I had seen peaking into my windows several times and I had not closed and locked any of my windows or patio door. I started pleading with him as I felt the bed move as he got on it between my legs. Please don't. God don't do this. I couldn't remember his name and kept pleading with him as I felt his hands explore my body starting at my breasts and roaming from there. He was leaning over me and I could feel his hardness rubbing against me as he leaned down on me and took one breast into his mouth while squeezing and rubbing the other. I kept up my pleading and tried to buck him off the best I could but he was too heavy and the ropes helped hold me down. He rose up and smothered my mouth with his to quiet me as he forced me into a kiss. I tried to fight him but couldn't. 

He started kissing me all over, working his way from my face to my neck, breasts, and stomach and on to my mound of love, his hands freely roaming my body. I was only whimpering now. There was nothing I could do to stop him from having his way with me. When his mouth and tongue started teasing his way around my mound of passion, his hands rubbing and squeezing my nipples, my body started responding. I was trying to fight the feelings but I couldn't control myself. My whimpering started to turn into moans when his tongue started parting my lips of love and teasing my button of heat. I could feel myself growing hotter with sweat breaking out on me, as the tingling sensations grew more intense. When his lips enclosed around my button of intense passion and he started sucking on it while rubbing his tongue across it I knew I had lost. My body was responding with full want and passion, as I could do nothing but moan my intense pleasure. It had been so long since I had ever felt anything so intense. My body was on its own as my muscles began the first of many spasms. I moaned with intense pleasure as my body jerked in its first release. Oh god it felt good. I no longer cared whom it was doing this to me as long as he kept this up. He was no longer raping me but pleasuring me. He kept this up leading me into orgasm after orgasm making no attempt to enter me, giving me the most intense pleasure I had ever had. My mind no longer wanted to fight these feelings, body and mind working together to bring on each more intense orgasm. I now heard myself pleading for him to fuck me. I couldn't take it any more. I needed him inside me. Please fuck me. I want you to fuck me. My feet were grinding themselves into the mattress lifting my bucking pussy into the air pleading for him to enter me. 

With one final lick from the bottom of my love hole to the top, he moved up to my mouth and gave me a deep kiss. I took him in and tasted my juices of passion as our tongues fought. His hardness was pressed between us, oh god he felt hard and huge. I wanted him inside me and badly. When our kiss broke and we came up for air I moaned for him to enter me, I needed him inside me. I wanted him to fuck me. As he rose up off of me I could feel the sweat dripping from me, soaking the mattress and as he tried to place the head of his hard muscle of love against my love tunnel, I raised my hips to him as best I could to help him. As he guided himself slowly into me I gasp at the wonderful feeling. It had been so long since I had a hot love muscle inside me. He started thrusting in and out a few times, but with my feet tied down, he couldn't get in as deep as I wanted him. I told him to untie me, untie my feet so he can get in deeper. He stopped his thrusting and reached down and untied both feet telling me not to try anything. This was the first time he spoke and I didn't recognize his voice. This wasn't the neighbor kid I thought. No matter, as now that my legs were free I could raise them to let him in deeper. We were now kissing freely and wantonly as he slowly started thrusting again. He was taking his time stretching me as not to hurt me, this he whispered to me. I was moaning to him that he felt so good I didn't want this to end. He was quickly bringing me to another orgasm even though his movements were slow and intense. He had lifted my legs up against my chest, holding them there so he could be as deep as possible, hitting bottom with each thrust as my orgasm built and hit. It was a screamingly intense orgasm. The head of his cock hitting and rubbing my cervix each time he thrust in increased the feelings. I hadn't had an orgasm like this before. It started so deep inside me that it felt like every muscle and every cell of my body was involved in this orgasm. I didn't know I was screaming my pleasure and continued screaming as long as my body spasmed and convulsed. 

When my body's jerking had last subsided, he lowered my legs and leaned down to me and we kissed with deep passionate kisses. We rested this way, him holding me, caressing me as I had my legs wrapped around him loosely while telling me he had almost cum and we needed to hold very still. He started to rise up after a while and I locked my legs around him holding him tightly to me, He was still hard and I didn't want him to slip from me, I knew he had not cum yet and I wanted him to cum inside me. This was crazy I thought now that I had somewhat recovered from the sexual intensity and excitement. I was being raped, yet I didn't care. I didn't know who this was, I couldn't see him, a stranger was raping me and I wanted him. I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted to feel him cum. I wanted to feel his love muscle flex and pump his love juices deep into me. I wanted to hear him moan his pleasure as I felt his hot cum being released into me. 

Sara, I said, to myself in my mind, you need to get a grip on your feelings. You can't let this happen. What if you get pregnant? You are not on birth control. You are lucky he hasn't cum yet. Wait, I told myself, he had already been close, so close that we both had to stay very still to keep him from cumming, so that meant he probably released some pre-cum and it was too late. His sperm was already swimming inside me, racing to make me pregnant. When was my last period? How long ago? I couldn't think clearly. Wait, I thought, this is the end of my fertile period. My period should start in a few days. I should be safe.

I spoke to him and asked if he would untie my hands and remove my blindfold. I wanted to see him, look into his eyes and hold him. I wanted to run my hands over his body and feel him like he did me. He said no, not right now, maybe later. I asked him why. He laughed and said that would be a surprise for later. 

He was leaning over me on his knees, still hard and inside me with my legs locked around him when he started his slow thrusting again. I had cooled down somewhat with my conflicting thoughts but his movements quickly brought me back into heat. It felt so good to have my deep tunnel of love filled with a hot hard cock. This time he was alternating with slow gentle thrusts and hard quick ones. He once again lifted my legs into the air and pressed them back into my chest with his shoulders and arms, holding them so he could thrust in deep hitting bottom on each inward thrust. Again, with the head of his cock hitting and rubbing against my cervix, he brought me to an intense orgasm and held himself in deep and still as I tried to milk his cum out of him as my muscles spasmed. I knew he was close this time as I felt him stiffen but when my orgasm subsided, I knew he had not joined me in his release. Still he held me this way as he slowly started thrusting again. This time, with the grunts he was making and the way his body was moving, I knew he was close and was going to. He was now just trying to thrust in as deep as possible, not withdrawing as I felt his body stiffen, his cock seemly growing stiffer and harder as he held himself still against the depths of my love tunnel, against the very bottom pushing against my cervix as he cried he was cumming. I felt the muscles of his hard love muscle begin to spasm and jerk as it began to jettison its load of hot cum. I felt the muscles of his pelvis spasm and jerk against my thighs and pussy as he held me still. Being blindfolded I guess increased my concentration to the feeling of his release. It felt good, feeling his cum fill me. I was wondering where all of it was coming from. How long had he held it and let it build up. I didn't know a guy could hold so much. It seemed like he was taking forever to empty himself. His cock kept up its spasms and jerking's. Finally with a weak cry, he let go of my legs and collapsed down on me, I again locked my legs around him holding him to me as he lay there, still lightly quivering. 

I had never felt so good, so relaxed, so satisfied. I drifted into sleep as he lay there on me and when I finally awoke, I was somewhat confused. Why was I tied? Why couldn't I see? Who was lightly snoring beside me? 

My mind quickly cleared and the past events quickly rushed back to me. I had been tied up and raped. Only it hadn't really been a rape had it Sara, I thought. Yes, it was when it started but then as it progressed, I wanted it so it wasn't really rape was it. Still, who is this beside me? Who did I have sex with? I spoke to him, nudging him with a foot as I was speaking getting him to wake up. He stirred and was slow in awaking. 

"Oh," he said as he struggled awake, "Ready for more?" 

Not knowing why, I said, "Yes, I am." 

I felt him jump up and heard the light switch being turned on. I could see light around the edges of my blindfold but still couldn't see him. He said it was dark and he couldn't see my perfect little body and he wanted to look at it while making love to me. I said I wanted to see him too. He laughed and said in due time. I asked how long we had been asleep and he said it had only been 20 minutes. I couldn't believe it. It seemed longer than that. I now seemed so refreshed, so awake, so alive. I could tell by the excitement in his voice, it was the same for him. I felt the bed move as he held my legs and climbed back between them. I, with no hesitation, spread them for him as he crawled over me and leaned down and kissed me with a deep passionate kiss. I was eager for him and opened my mouth for his tongue as we tried to suck in and duel with each other's tongues. He once again lifted my legs into the air and pressed them back into my chest with his shoulders and arms, holding them. I was still excited and wet, from the earlier activity, the lips of my love tunnel still swollen and open for him. This time, though as the head of his swollen cock started to enter me, he thrust in hard, fast and deep, hitting bottom with the first hard thrust. I screamed with the suddenness and the slight pleasurable pain. Oh god it felt good to have him back in me I thought. Holding him self in deep, he let go of my legs and let them drop to his sides and he lay down on me kissing me deeply in the process. I kissed him back passionately and when we came up for air, he rose up and untied my hands and I quickly removed the blindfold. I lay there shocked as you smiled down at me. 

"Mark, Mark, how did you get here?" I asked, "We were just messaging this morning. You are supposed to be in New Jersey. How in the hell did you get here???" 

You interrupted me smiling, and said, "Sara, I was on my laptop using wireless waiting for you to get home. Is that ok? I have a few days off." 

"Yes," I said, "But I thought I was being raped by a stranger or the neighbor kid. You are an ass, scaring me that way." 

"Yea, but Sara, you wanted it. Your body told me. There was not much fight in you was there?"

"No," I said, after thinking about it a little, there wasn't. "It has been a long time since I have had a man inside me and I know deep inside I wanted it to happen but still, I wouldn't have been so scared if I had known it was you. Still, I am glad it was you and not the neighbor kid or some stranger." By that time, I had my legs and arms wrapped around you and kissing you as you started your slow thrusting. 

"Mark," 

"Yes love,"

"We have to be careful; I am not on birth control and haven't been for over three years. I think we are safe enough for now at least. My period should start sometime in the next few days."

"OK, I'll pick up some condoms tomorrow but right now, it is OK right?" 

"Yes Mark I think so, now please make slow passionate love to me. I want to feel you as you cum inside me again without something in the way or thinking I am being raped by the neighbor kid or a stranger."

You left after several days of serious lovemaking and now I was alone again. The weekend had been so wonderful I thought, so fulfilling. No one had ever made love to me that way before. You had just left and it was now Monday morning. I was nervous and worried, as my period had not yet started. I needed to get to work. I needed to go by Planned Parenthood and get on birth control. I needed to get to the drug store and get several pregnancy test kits. I had a lot to do. I quickly dressed and left for work stopping at Walgreens on the way to get the test kits. I bought several of them thinking I would test myself when I get to work. I got there and rushed to the restroom and used one. 


My Ultimate Fantasies Ch. 02



I waited for what seemed like an hour getting myself hornier than ever thinking of Mike and getting very impatient for him as my fingers discovered. When my kitty dashed across my feet with another cat chasing it, startling me out of my daydream, I left the door to chase them. The door was slightly open when I left it and chased down and caught the ball of fur that wasn't my cat and tossed it out. I looked at the door strangely as I did that, asking myself if I had left it so far open. 

I looked around not finding anything amiss and glanced at the clock on the wall and discovered it was already past 10:00 and figured Mike wasn't coming over. Will Mike I thought your too late and I locked the slider to go to bed. He did have a key and could let himself in but right now I was a little pissed at him and I couldn't wait any longer. I had already been close to coming as I waited by the door and now I needed to get off and went to my bedroom after draining the glass of ice water I had fixed earlier and left on the counter. I turned the reading light on low and flipped back the blankets and lay down. My fingers were already doing their job and I was in an orgasmic bliss in no time. It must have been the long period of not having sex and the anticipation of waiting for Mike that made it such a hard eager release but it exhausted me and I fell into a deep sleep afterwards. 

It was pitch black in the room when I awaken. I was groggy with sleep, exhausted from my earlier release and pinned down with someone heavy on top of me. He was grunting and pushing against my groin when I felt him enter me. Mike I thought as I groggily said his name through this foggy haze. He only grunted back as his thrusting intensified. My legs without hesitation rose up into the air as I reached and grabbed hold of the headboard for leverage and raised my hips to meet him. He was thrusting away savagely and it felt so good. 

It didn't take very long to get me where I wanted to be and that was in a somewhat groggy orgasmic bliss. He kept increasing the pace of his thrusting until he was slapping his groin and balls against me. I was moaning with the intensity of it. Mike had never ridden me so hard before and I found I liked it. He kept up this grunting sound. I had never heard him sound like this before but didn't think anything of it. It was the intense heat of passion I thought through a fogy mind. When he thrust in hard and began his release, I thought he would push through my cervix and it hurt a little. He filled me and in spite of a little pain, I thrashed through another orgasm as my pussy sucked at him, wanting all of his cum.

He fell back down on me again pinning me to the bed as my legs locked around him. My arms automatically wrapped around his neck and back. Rubbing his back, neck and head, I fell back into a deep sleep with a nagging thought, thinking something wasn't right. He must have gotten a different haircut and he needed a shave. 

I awoke with the sound of the alarm. I looked at it somewhat groggy and blurry eyed saying aloud it was too damn early. My head hurt, one of the worse headaches I've ever had. I looked around the room in a dazed fog as I staggered out of bed thinking it had been a wild night. Cum was leaking from me as I staggered to the bathroom. My fingers automatically went there to feel it. Yes it was cum as I smelled it and rubbed it between my fingers. It wasn't a dream I had. I kept trying to clear my head shaking it, rubbing my eyes and forehead and finally after getting a couple of Tylenol and a drink of cold water from the sink to wash the Tylenol down it cleared somewhat. The headache was still there but I at least could think more clearly. 

I was glad he had left without my urging. I usually had to tell him to leave. I hoped he had made it home again without getting caught. We shouldn't be doing this I thought and I should break this off. 

Damn he had thrust in a little too hard and rough. I am a little sore I thought as I touched myself. I filled the tub with hot water and lavender beads and got in for a soak. What a perfect way to get up after a night of hot sex, to be able to have a long hot soak before coffee even and not to have to go to work. I lay back in the relaxing bliss of the hot bath; my mind drifting to nowhere the pain in my head was just a dull throb. 

A nagging thought popped into my head jerking me out of my bliss. Last night, something wasn't right. I could feel it. I had been tired, exhausted actually and horny as well but something about last night wasn't right. The sex had been good, very good and savage like, an animal like rutting only I hadn't really awaken to enjoy it completely. It was like I dreamed it through this foggy haze. 

Mike wasn't like that, had never been like that. He smelled differently too. Still, it had to have been Mike. He had a key and could let himself in. Yes I thought it was Mike and I let the nagging thought go after I got up to reassure myself, wrapped in a towel and checked the door. It was locked. Yes, it had been Mike I thought as I headed back to the tub and crawled back in. 

The water was getting cold and I leaned in towards the drain plug to release some so I could add more hot water when I spied this lone curly black coarse hair floating in the water. At first I didn't pay too much attention to it and pulled the plug to let the water out. As I was sitting there watching the floating hair, I plucked it up in my fingers and looked at it. It was a pubic hair and I knew it wasn't mine, I'm blond and except for the small thin patch of hair I sometimes let grow above my love mound, I'm usually clean shaven like right now. Well, mostly clean, there was some stubble starting that needed to be removed. I looked again at the hair I was holding between my fingers. It could be Mikes, he has dark brown hair and his pubic hair is darker although I don't remember it being curly like this. Still it had to be Mike's. It couldn't be Mark's. Although he had black hair, it had been months since he had been here and I had cleaned the tub many times since then. He kept his pubic hair cut short and he wasn't curly down there either. 

I looked at the hair one last time shrugged, let it go and watched it circle the whirlpool and go down the drain. I didn't give it any further thought as I soaped down and started shaving what needed to be shaved. Finished, I stood and rinsed while admiring myself as I ran my hands over my tight slim body. Damn I thought, I should be using this body as a model and making good money. I've been told that a lot. Nah I thought. That would be fun for a while but not many make it big. Besides, most models that do make it have to fuck around and fuck around a lot. That's not the life for me. I want one guy and a family someday without all the risks of STD's and stuff like that. I have a good job and a real life right here.

I climbed out of the tub and wrapped up in a large towel and patted myself dry as I walked to the bed room. I looked at the messy bed as I walked in and decided it needed clean sheets for when I get home and dropped my towel over a chair as I started to pull the sheets from the bed. I had the top sheet pulled free and started pulling the fitted bottom when I looked at the wet spot where I had been laying. It was soaked. I knew it had soaked through the mattress cover too and I was muttering under my breath about the new mattress I had just bought when two dark hairs in the wet mass caught my eye. I leaned down, looked at them and picked them up and looked more closely. They were identical to the one in the tub. I was puzzled. Was Mike this curly? I would inspect more closely when I get home I thought and placed the hairs in the curl of the lamp base on the night table. I went back to gathering the sheets and decided I needed to wash the mattress cover and air the mattress. There was time to wash and dry the sheets before I left for the airport. I needed to do other washing but didn't have the time. The rest would have to wait until I got back. 

I was glad a friend was going to take care of kitty so I didn't have to worry about that. She was going to come by and pick her up in an hour so I needed to get her into her cage for the trip. I was glad I had packed the day before so everything was ready. I just had a few small things to pack for myself like my tooth brush and comb. Heck, Mark had made all the arrangements so all I had to do call a taxi and leave with my bags. 

I stuffed the sheets into the washer and walked back to my bedroom and dressed in nothing fancy, just a nice blue pullover, good cotton panties and my favorite blue jeans. I didn't bother with a bra. I liked being free. I had just gotten dressed when the bell rang. It was Amber to pick up kitty. We chatted for a few minutes as I stuffed kitty into her cage and gathered up her food. I walked them to her car and as I packed the cage and food into it I spied this young guy on his bike just across the street watching us. I didn't pay too much attention to him; there were a lot of people riding bikes up and down the street and I never gave them much thought. I did notice his nice bike. It was this deep blue, very pretty and expensive. I had looked at them thinking to buy one someday. I wanted to get one it would be better than running. 

This bike was too expensive for most kids. This wasn't a very high income neighborhood so the kid wasn't from around here I thought and this was a black kid too I noticed. There were not very many of them around although the town was getting a few families moving in. Most were middle income families looking for a good place to raise their kids and this was a quiet place with low crime. It is a good town to live in, which is why I was still here. It was close to my parents and a few brothers and sisters. I cherished my family. It would be devastating if they knew what I was doing. I turned after telling Amber I would call her when I got home and drive over to get the cat and went back to the house. She drove off as I opened the door. I looked back across the street. The kid was still there watching and as I went into the house and shut the door, he peddled off. Puzzled, I wondered what he was doing there and why he watching me. Just then the buzzer on the washer went off breaking my thoughts and as I removed the wash and stuffed it into the drier, the thought of the kid on the bike was lost.

It was getting close to the time I would have to leave for the airport so I called a taxi and carried my two bags to the door after packing my essentials into my carry on. I hadn't eaten yet and thinking about my trip, I was too excited to eat. I would have time at the airport to get a snack. Meanwhile the drier buzzed and I took out the sheets and made the bed. 

It wasn't until the taxi showed up and I got into it and started down the road I saw the kid on the bike again. He was in the bike lane as we drove by and watched us as we went by. He was not a pimple faced kid but rather nice looking guy I thought as I got a close look. He looked familiar I thought. I've seen him somewhere before. He was quickly forgotten as my thoughts turned back to the excitement of my trip. I would be gone for only a week but Mark told me it would be a very exciting action packed week. If I only knew what an exciting week it was to become. The week was already starting out great and I couldn't wait to see what Mark had in store for me. 

I flew to New Jersey. There was no excitement in the flight although I had gotten myself horny thinking of you and all the sex we were going to have. Sex was really great when you didn't have to separate after only a few hours and send someone home. With you, it was continuous sex. Sex whenever I wanted it and that was just about all the time. I thought about asking for a blanket so I could hide under it and get myself off but gave up that thought when I looked around the plane at all the people that could see and hear me. So I spent the time on the plane looking out the small window at the country below and saw some country I had never seen before even though it was from the air.

What an exciting week it was. I, in all the stories and messages I had written to you had divulged some of my fantasies and I didn't realize this adventure would involve some of them. I had no idea at the time what was in store for me although I knew most of the time would be spent in each other's arms making love. 

When you asked me on the ride to your apartment about my flight and I told you that I had been so horny thinking about you on the flight and I came close to asking for a blanket to hide what I wanted to do, you got an instant hard on and asked me to show you what I would have done. I looked at you for a few seconds and I don't know what got into me but I threw caution to the wind and unbuttoned my blue jeans and pulled them and my panties down, kicked them off and put my right foot up on the dash and proceeded to finger myself off in front of you. You almost ran the trucker off the road you were passing. He sped up and kept pace with us as I gave him and you a show. It was when you reached over and inserted your finger in me and started rubbing my g-spot that my orgasm hit and my body convulsed and shook giving the trucker the best show of all. I tried to watch his face but was too involved in my release. I do remember his big smile and he honked his horn as I my quivering slowed and you sped up and passed him. 

I would never have done anything like that at home. Here I felt free of any constraints. We barely made it into your apartment and all most did it in the elevator you were so turned on. If I had been wearing a skirt, we probably would have. As it was, by the time we reached the door of your apartment, you had my pants undone and your hand in my panties and I had my hand in your shorts holding your hard cock. I guess we were lucky no one was in the hall although it probably wouldn't have mattered to us. By the time you had the door open and us barley inside we both had our clothes off and were on the floor fucking like rabbits. The door wasn't even closed all the way. I didn't know and wouldn't have cared at the time if someone had watched. 

Then the time we made out on the balcony of your apartment and let others watch was a real turn on for me. Your apartment was on the 15 floor and although each side of the balcony had a privacy wall, the front was glass and people across the street in another building at our level and above had a clear view. We spent several hours fucking in front of them and got a few cheers from some guys that were watching. This was one of my fantasies, sex in public and although it was a harmless safe way to do it I thought, it did turn me on. I smiled and waved to them when we were too tired to continue putting on a show and went inside. We left the curtains open after that and although I wasn't sure anyone could see us, it kept me excited. I paraded around in front of the windows and spent a lot of time nude on the balcony. 

We spent 3 nights and two days having just about constant sex getting breaks when we had to for water, food, showers and to change the linen when it got too gross. Finally Monday morning after sex, I needed a break.

"Mark I want to see some sights. I need a break and rest."

'I agree, lets clean up, have a good breakfast and I will show you around. Then tonight I want to take you to dinner at my favorite club and do some dancing." 

That excited me. I hadn't been dancing for a while and wanted to see what the night life was like. We showered with constant kissing and helping each other lather up. Mark had a constant hard on and kept trying to get inside me the whole time. With a laugh, I kept pushing him away. I didn't want to start anything or we would never get away. I wrapped up in a robe as I fixed a big breakfast wondering what I was going to wear. 

"Where are we going today and what should I wear?" I asked.

"I figured we would hit some sights In New York City, like the Stature of Liberty and tour Ellis Island for a start. It may take most of the day. Wear something comfortable for the tour. We will take some extra clothes for dinner and dancing. I already packed what I want you to wear in the club."

That intrigued me. I asked, "Oh, and what will I be wearing for the club and dancing?"

"That is going to be a surprise," You answered. 

"That sounds OK with me Mark." It was just what I wanted to do, I had never been there and that was one of the sights I wanted to see. The drive to New York was great although the traffic was terrible. 

The boat ride to the island was wonderful. People kept glancing at us; some were muttering negativity, while others just snickered at us as we could not keep our hands off of each other. We waited in line for the elevator to go all the way to the crown. It took a very long time, but the view was breathtaking. I got a lot of pictures of the high rises of New York City and you took some shots of me with the scenery as a background. The tour around Ellis Island was one of the better tours I had been on and I learned some interesting facts about the place. After the tour, we boarded the boat again and got back to your car for our next destination where we walked around 5th Avenue. This is where all the high end stores are. I was in heaven looking at all the expensive stuff. I could have spent a fortune if I had one. Afterwards, we kept walking until we hit central park where we went for a carriage ride into central park and around it. It was a very romantic setting and I enjoyed it. It was getting very late when the carriage arrived back to where we started and we walked briskly back to your car. 

You drove on to the club. I kept wondering where we were going to change when you spoke up and said we would be able to change there. You already had reservations and arrangements made. When we got there, you grabbed two satchels out of the back seat and after tossing your keys to the parking attendant, we went inside and you led me to a room off to the side of the entrance where we could change. 

I was really curious what I would be wearing, this was an upscale club. You watched as I opened my satchel with this expectant smile on your face. I gasped at the contents; inside was this very sheer hip hugging black silk dress, lacy low riding bikini panties and black low heal shoes. All looked very expensive and would show off a lot of skin. The dress was something I thought I would never be caught dead in. I had seen one before like this on Cher and it left very little to the imagination. It had sides with short sleeves, two crisscrossing straps along the shoulder blades in the back to hold the two sides together and was open all the way down to mid hip in the back where the skirt started. There was no real back to it. 

The front was open all the way to just above my love mound in a kind of a circle cut showing all of my stomach area and had a silver clasp at the waist to hold it together. It was held together at the neck with a silver clasp also. The part that was the sides just barely covered my breasts and if it wasn't for the silver clasps at my waist and neck, it would hang open. The skirt part was split up the sides and tied together at where my low riding bikini line would be with a black silk ribbon and laced together down the splits with narrow black ribbon also. The skirt went only to mid thigh. I noticed if the ribbon was untied and it could easily be done, the skirt would open showing my panties or everything if I weren't wearing any. Heck if the silver clasps were undone, the whole dress would come off and I would be nude. The panties were another thing. Almost a transparent lace, they were held together at the sides with a quick release snap. They would come off if very little pressure was applied.




My Ultimate Fantasies Ch. 02



"You Like?"

"Oh gosh Mike, it's beautiful but I'm not sure I am going to wear this. It's so revealing. It almost shows everything and no bra either?"

"No and the panties are optional too besides you show more skin wearing a bikini at the beach or pool."

I laughed. "Well, the panties are not optional to me if I'm going to wear this." 

"Damn."

We quickly changed. I noticed if the lighting was right, one could see through my skimpy dress and hoped the lighting in the club was subdued. I was a little apprehensive, not only could you see through the dress, the dress barely covered me and showed the lace of my panties. I was glad I was clean shaven or that would have shown too. We left our tour clothes in our satchels and checked them in the cloak room as we walked to the entrance to the restaurant. The lighting wasn't very subdued there and eyes watched me close as we walked by the other patrons. I was very conscious of the looks I was getting and I guess I was nervous and blushing. 

"Relax babe, let them enjoy your beauty. You are the most beautiful woman here."

"I can't help it. I've never worn something like this before. It's almost like I'm nude the way they are looking at me."

"Look, this is an exclusive member's only club. You are safe here and as a member you can do just about whatever you want. Well, you'll see as the night goes on."

I thought to myself that although voyeurism was one of my fantasies and now that I had experienced it on the balcony, this was a little different. It was up close and very personal and wasn't sure about it. I had noticed Mark had to show a membership card at the door when we came in and again to enter the rest of the club, he also had to show it to enter the restaurant. That's a little reassuring at least and I was with him. I know I would never do something like this alone. 

The Maître de greeted him by name and led us to our table in a corner where we could observe the rest of the room. I had never dined on lobster like this and the wine was exquisite. I was tipsy when dessert finally came around and horny. You kept running your hands along my inner thigh and rubbing my pussy. My panties were wet and it was all I could do to keep you from sliding them off. You kept slipping your fingers under them and dipping them into my love hole exciting me even more. Not that I wasn't playing with you. I had your zipper open and your stiff rod out. I got you off and had to use my napkin to help clean you up. At least the table cloth covered up what we were doing. I was too nervous about being seen to lean down and give you head like I would have liked to. 

The waiter kept hovering over me. I noticed when I leaned just right, he would have a clear unobstructed view of my breasts and I kept showing them to him. I was starting to have fun. The wine was killing my inhibitions about showing off my body. We could hear music pounding in the background and just when we finished our dessert, you grabbed my hand and led me from the restaurant to the room next door. It was large, mostly a dance floor with small tables along the walls with a bar on one side and a stage on another with a live band. There were a lot of beautiful people there dancing to a lively beat. It was the kind of beat that if you were having sex in time with it, you would get a real good pounding. The lighting was dim and I didn't really notice how the dancers were dancing when we entered and you guided me to a table. When you left me to go get us drinks I started watching the couple closest to me. They were grinding into each other's bodies. It must have been all the wine I had with dinner because it did not dawn on me just what they were doing on the dance floor other than dancing. 

You came back with the drinks, sat them on the table and pulled me out on the floor. We danced very close together, your hands roaming my body. I could feel your hardness as you ground yourself against me. My head was spinning, the lights were flashing to the beat of the music as we moved around the floor. I was getting totally turned on with the beat of the music and your roaming hands when the music stopped. 

You led me back to our table where you introduced me to this guy who happened to be sitting there. His name was Eric and was it seemed your best friend. My head was still spinning and somewhat in a fog as you made the introductions. He was good looking I thought and he kept looking at me like he wanted to eat me. You both kept talking about something I couldn't remember and my gaze turned back to the dance floor. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; there was a couple actually fucking on the dance floor. He was holding her with his hands under her ass and she had her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. Both were nude and he held her impaled on him. 

"Mark I gasped out. Look."

You both turned and looked, laughing when you saw what I was referring to.

"Yes honey," you replied. "I told you this was an exclusive member's only club. This is some of the things that go on here."

I sat there dumb struck and totally fascinated watching as the couple gets off. They shuddered in their orgasms when they hit. You both were watching me get turned on by the sight and noticed I also quivered a little while watching. 

Eric pulled me out onto the dance floor and began rubbing himself against me as he too started rubbing his hands over my body. I looked back at you to find you, wanting you to do something and saw you walking towards us. I was relieved when I saw you approach but when you got to us you only smiled at me and told me to enjoy myself. Shocked, I didn't know what to say or do so I kept dancing with Eric as I watched you go back to our table. Well I thought, as long as you were there and watching, it would be OK. Eric was your best friend and wouldn't try anything. 

It was when he reached down into the band of my panties and unsnapped them and let them fall to the floor that I pushed him away. I stormed over to you and said I wanted to leave. Eric bent down and picked them up and followed me. You were trying to calm me down when Eric approached and apologized as he handed my panties to you. I kept insisting for you to take me home when you finally said ok. As I started walking to the door, I glanced back and saw you talking with Eric. You soon followed stopping only long enough to get our things from the cloak room. When we got to your car, I was crying.

"Mark, how could you?"

"I'm sorry baby; I thought you might be ready for something like this."

"What? What do you mean ready for something like this?"

"Your fantasies, you know, the things we have been writing and talking about."

"No, this is too soon and too fast. I need time to think about something like this. It is too public."

"OK."

We drove back to the apartment in silence. You kept your hand on my thigh the whole way trying to reassure me and to make sure things were ok with us. It was, it was just I wasn't sure I wanted what was taking place in the club.

I was still turned on to the sights I had seen at the club and even having Eric feeling me as well as being back in the privacy of your apartment and soon we were in the bed room. We were nude and I had you pushed back on the bed with just your legs hanging over the side. I was leaning down over you with my ass in the air giving you head and was really involved. I was wet, could feel the moisture dripping from me and was intending to straddle you when you couldn't take anymore of my tongue when I felt someone come up behind me and quickly thrust inside me. I gasp as I fell forward upon you with the intensity of the thrust and tried to look back. You held me tightly as I did. Eric was holding my hips and pulling me into his thrusts. I tried to protest but you only told me to enjoy and let go with one hand and started rubbing and tweaking my breasts. It wasn't long until both your hands were doing it. I fell into the rhythm and suffered through several orgasms before Eric shoved in hard and deep and unloaded a torrent of cum. It felt good, having two men taking turns doing me. This had been one of my fantasies, having a threesome. 

We quickly tired from the activity and slept a little. When I woke to go pee and get a drink, we, you and I were alone in bed. I slipped out and went and did my thing in the bathroom and discovering no glass I went to the kitchen to get a drink. On my way back to bed, Eric grabbed my arm and led me to the living room and pulled me down onto the carpet. Once there he proceeded to make very slow love to me. It was intense with very deep passionate kissing and very erotic touching. Nothing like what had taken place in the bedroom. This was very sensual, slow and passionate. 

I couldn't believe the feelings taking place inside me. This was risky. You were in the next room and didn't know Eric; your best friend was making love to me. I thought I could hear your snores. This was different than what we had just done in the bedroom. That was just sex, and a fantasy. This was making love. This was totally different feelings. He kept whispering sweet things to me, wanting me to leave with him as he kept up his slow thrusting. I could feel every vein on his cock and the slow movement of it as he slowly thrust in and out. I wasn't as wet as I had been earlier in bed. I could feel the head of his cock rubbing inside me as it moved in and out stretching me. I quivered through several orgasms as he thrust in deep one last time and filled me. I felt the flexing of his cock and the muscles of his groin as his cum pulsed into me. It felt so good. It was like my body couldn't get enough of him and wanted to have his babies. 

I considered what he wanted, and that was for me to leave with him but I finally said no. I lay there watching him dress, his heavy flow leaking from me onto the carpet. I didn't want him to go but in the end, he wrote down his phone number, address and e-mail address and gave it to me before he left. I followed him to the door to let him out when he turned to kiss me with a very deep and sensual kiss. I returned it with all the passion I could muster. Sadly I went back to join you in bed. I looked at you there snoring away and muttered under my breath, Mark what have you done, as I slipped between the sheets. Letting me fulfill a threesome fantasy with Eric, something I hadn't done before sent me over the edge of wanting more. 

I was on this sexual high and although you only let me have Eric that one time, I wanted him more and kept hoping you would let him join us again. I asked you several times to invite him over but each time you just shrugged and said maybe some other time. Each time I asked, you got this strange look in your face like you were a little angry. I didn't know you had watched us the entire time we were making love. 

The week was too short and it was almost over when we met your friends Mary and Wayne. I had never been with another couple and had never made out with another woman and when Mary and I made out, it was the most erotic thing I had ever done. I was so turned on I was willing to do anything you wanted me to do.

We met them at the restaurant and it seemed like we were all friends from way back. By the end of the evening, none of us wanted to go home as were having way too much fun and drinking more than what we were going to. However, we all went our separate ways a few hours later and you drove us back to your apartment. During the drive home, I told you how disappointed I was that they didn't come back with us. My mind kept wondering about the group fun we could have if they came back with us. I also told you how during dinner, my thoughts turned to our e-mails about the threesomes or foursomes we fantasized about and that turned me on so much that my panties were wet. You called them on your cell phone to meet us at your apartment. They agreed. 

Mary was a beautiful woman, slim with a nice figure. I was fascinated with her and wondered what it would be like with her. Wayne was a hunk and I thought he would be fun too. I wondered if they would do it. 

We stopped along the way to buy more wine to add to the collection at your place and rushed on. They met us at your door with more wine. We laughed at the sight. I'm sure we were all thinking the same thing. We made our way inside and sat in the living room while opening up the bottles of wine and pouring it. We all started to laugh and have a good time. Somehow the conversation turned to sex with tales of sexual escapades and our fantasies. It may have been both the wine and conversation but the room was heating up fairly quickly. All our inhibitions were dwindling as the wine flowed as freely as the talk. Your hand was on my thigh and rubbing back and forth on my smooth skin. Wayne had his hands on Mary's knees but was slowly hiking her skirt up. 

The heat and passion started to build exponentially. We were kissing; your hands were on my breasts, kneading them from the outside of my dress while Wayne already had his hands underneath Mary's blouse. We both were starting to breath heavier and sighs were heard around the room. By this time, we all know we were going to fill everyone's fantasy of a foursome. 

"See you in the bedroom," you said aloud as you stood up with a bulge was very evident for all to see. I didn't know if they heard you or not as they were still lip locked.

You led me into the bed room and once inside you pushed me up against the wall. Your hands were on both of my breasts, kneading and feeling my nipples harden through my dress. Your hands traveled down and pulled my panties down. When they were to my ankles, I stepped out of them. Your hands went up under my dress again and felt my love mound, which was hot and swelling in the process of getting wetter. We both fell on the bed and you kissed my neck and moved down my body. Spreading my legs, you buried your head under my dress and sent your tongue onto my love button and then two fingers inside my love tunnel.

When Mary and Wayne walked in, my legs were up in the air as your fingers were digging deeper into my love tunnel and I moaned in pleasure. I noticed that they were watching intently, and that turned me on even more. You paused for a moment to take off my dress to show them my perfect body. As we both looked over, Wayne slid Mary's skirt down and unbuttoned her blouse removing them along with her bra and panties. Nude, she was more beautiful than ever. Both of you quickly undressed.

I lay back down, expecting you to continue with the onslaught of your tongue. Mary crawled on the bed on all fours and began to lick me. She was gentler and definitely a lot different than how a man does it. With a woman licking me, my fantasy was taking shape and while watching two men stroking their love muscles at the sight of two women, I let out a huge moan with my orgasm. My body was twitching and shaking with my head thrown back as the quivering swept through my body.

When my orgasm subsides, we switch places. I'm now on my hands and knees, Mary under me with my butt sticking up in the air. Wayne bends down and begins to taste my juicy love cavern. He mimicked my movements. When I licked and slid my finger into Mary, he would do the same to me. I began to quicken the pace as I felt Mary about to release her first orgasm of the night. However, that led to Wayne also quickening his pace. With such a rush, both of us orgasmed at the same time, both bodies shaking from the ecstasy.

No one made any attempt to have intercourse yet when you took charge and arranged everyone in a square on the bed. I was lying on my side with one of my legs propped up, while Wayne's head was between my legs. Mary was sucking his love muscle, while you licked Mary's love mound, and I would be sucking on your love muscle. I tried to concentrate on the head I was giving you but with Wayne working on me I couldn't. A few minutes later, I began to orgasm again from Wayne's tongue. Mary came about the same time from you tonguing her. I noticed she wasn't able to concentrate on Wayne and get him off either.

We all stayed in place, but switched where now, you were licking my love button, and I was playing with Wayne's love muscle, he would be licking Mary's love cavern, and she would be sucking on your love muscle. 

I was swirling my tongue on Wayne's mushroom head, sucking on the shaft and coating it with saliva. I was desperately working on his cock just as Mary was doing to you. We wanted to get you both to cum and agreed together that we would do all we could to make that happen. We were working on your cocks with fervor. I was close to coming when Wayne stiffened and groaned. With all my effort, I concentrated on his release and somehow stopped my own as he filled my mouth with all that he had. I sucked hard and swallowed as much as I could even though some escaped out the sides of my mouth. I heard Mary get you off in the background and I tried to watch but Wayne kept releasing more as I kept working on him. He finally had to push me away, as his tip got very sensitive. I watched Mary finish you and both you and Wayne lay back with this dazed look upon your faces. 

Mary and I weren't finished. She pushed me back upon the bed and climbed on top of me and began to kiss me deeply, our tongues tasting each other's men. Our breasts were rubbing against each other. We were sucking on each other's breasts licking each other all over, trying to find all of our erogenous zones. Finally switching to 69 we thrashed around on the bed until we both erupted into a quivering mass of moaning ecstasy. I had never felt something like this before, the intensity of release that another woman can bring. I was exhausted. Being on top when our orgasms hit, Mary had collapsed down on top of me and as she slowly gained strength, she rose up and turned around and we kissed deeply. 

"Oh god that was good," Mary whispered.

"I agree, oh god yes." I replied. 

As we lay there side by side exhausted from our intense releases, we looked over to you and Wayne. Both of you were extremely hard from watching us. I thought it would be you that would take me but it was Wayne that moved over to me and climbed between my legs. You went to Mary. I didn't hesitate to grip Wayne's hardened member and guide it into me. I wasn't watching what was going on beside me but I could hear you enter Mary and her moans as you started thrusting into her. My concentration was upon Wayne and his thrusting into me along with the moaning sounds of fucking going on beside us. I wanted to feel him cum inside me but his thrusting soon had me moaning as loud as Mary and I soon came. Wayne stopped thrusting and held onto my hips as I quivered through it almost pushing him out as I clamped my thighs around him. He held himself in tight and was soon thrusting in again. I was panting and wanting Wayne to cum when he began to pound my love tunnel. I could feel and hear the slaps from his balls onto my ass and the inside of my thighs. We were both moaning and panting as he thrust into me harder and faster. I begin to move my hips to meet his every thrust. With a few more pumps, Wayne shoved himself in all the way and released inside me. I moaned and orgasm again as well. 

When I finally looked over at you and Mary, I could see that you both had gotten off too. We lay all spent and exhausted, no one making a move to cover or clean up until morning. When we did awake, both you and Wayne were as hard as before and it didn't take long to take care of that. I quickly straddled Wayne and Mary straddled you. Riding away, Mary and I had many orgasms until you both exploded into us. Exhausted again, we showered together to clean up and go to breakfast at the closest restaurant. 

Afterwards, hugs, kisses and handshakes were shared with promises of more fun when time permitted. With that, we parted our ways and you and I went back to your apartment to collect and pack my things. Sadly, this was my last day in New Jersey. 




My Ultimate Fantasies Ch. 02



We took a quick nap fully dressed and snuggled against each other not wanting the time to pass. The whole time, my mind kept thinking of the time being here and what had taken place. I let three of your friends, strangers, make love to me and now, most of my fantasies had been met. 

I have now had seven lovers, six men, the two from my school days, you Mark, Mike my neighbor, Eric, Wayne and now a woman. It all seemed ok to me, like this was what I was supposed to do with my body. It felt great to have all of you make love to me. Well that is except my first two. I felt it was ok to have the others since you were there and took part. 

I was puzzled somewhat that you had let me have sex with men without the protection of condoms. Knowing their sperm was still alive inside me with yours excited me a little. We hadn't talked about birth control or even if I was on it. It never came up in any of our conversations since the first time I told you it wasn't safe. I wondered what you would think if I got pregnant with another man even though the sex had been ok with you. No worry there though. I was still on the pill. I thought more about the club scene and what I had seen going on there. At the time I wasn't ready to do something like that in public. Now I wasn't so sure. It intrigued me. Although I hadn't seen anyone exchange partners on the dance floor, I wondered if they did. I hadn't been there long enough to find out. Now I was very curious. 

I wasn't sure if you knew I was fucking Mike and somehow I wanted you to be ok with that too, that I had your permission to have him and not sneak behind your back. That's what it felt like to me anyway. I thought to myself that I needed to figure how to get a threesome with you and Mike the next time you were with me at home. 

The few short hours quickly passed and I had to go. 

Packed, we headed for the airport. Both of us a little quiet, not wanting this to end, but I had to go back. After checking in we discovered I had to wait several hours before boarding my plane so we sat around and talked. We talked about the future and what was going to happen when I went back. I started quizzing you about the club and what really took place there. You just told me that I would have to wait and could find out whenever I came back to visit. Now I was more curious than ever and started thinking about another visit. I wished I could stay and find out right now.

You leaned in and gave me a kiss, so passionate and loving. Moans escape my lips. I didn't want to go. Feeling your tongue on mine, smelling you, tasting you, this is one of many memories I wanted to remember. My body was giving into whatever may come, and a naughty thought popped into my head. I took your hand and stood you up, telling you to grab my bags we headed down the hall. Looking around, I finally saw it, the family restroom. Entering in and locking the door, I turn around and look at you, making sure you were okay with this. Your eyes told me that it was and you lifted me up into another mesmerizing kiss with my legs wrapping around you. 

You carry me over to the counter and gently set me down. I can feel your bulge against me as you gently open my blouse. With the intensity of the situation, I wanted to rip your clothes off. Looking into my eyes, your hands run up my thighs, hiking my skirt up to my waist. You begin to explore my wetness as my breath catches in my throat and I lean into your touch and kiss. Your left arm is holding me steady on the counter top, my hands running through your hair as we kiss deeper. Your right hand is deftly pleasuring my clit, rubbing just right over the hood through my panties making my legs quiver involuntarily. My right leg is still wrapped around your body as the left leg drops down to give you more access; however both of them were shaking and quivering. 

I gasp and squeeze you closer with both legs when I feel your fingers changed from tantalizing my opening to thrusting deep inside me with two fingers as you pull my panties aside. You hold my body tighter to you, kissing me harder and slowly sliding both fingers all the way inside me and you start to flutter them and work them around inside. Your middle finger slides into my now-begging love mound to thrum on my g-spot as I squirm in pleasure and on the edge of an orgasm. With your other hand holding me firmly on the small of my back, you slide your fingers out a little and then plunge them back deep within me. I'm panting and groaning I'm in bliss and pleasure. You can feel that I'm about to cum so you pause, saying "Not just yet beautiful, not yet". You hold your fingers inside me, not moving them while you softly kiss my love mound, trailing kisses around my pubic bone and stomach, and then making your way back to the top of my love opening. 

My love mound was throbbing with the presence of your fingers and hungry for more. You begin to suck on my love button, and I let out a little yelp while grabbing onto your head. You suck my clit into your mouth and begin to flick my love button with the tip of your tongue. My breathing begins to grow faster and my body is out of control, my hips grinding my love button into your tongue and moving so your fingers can get deeper inside me. 

We're trying not to be too loud as your tongue flicks my love button faster and faster, with your fingers pumping inside me. I couldn't hold on any longer and I cry out in ecstasy as the waves of this powerful orgasm overtake me. You slow down a little but never stopping, letting my body ride the orgasm out. There's no stopping us now, I need to feel your love muscle inside me. I sit up and help you quickly take off your pants and boxers, as your hardened member reveals itself. I take you in my hands and begin to caress your love balls, gently stroking you and I rub my thumb lightly over the opening, feeling the pre-cum that leaked out. 

You slide your arms around me, pick me up off the counter and set me down and turn me around, taking off my blouse and hiking my skirt up to my waist. You press on my upper back, gently guiding me to bend over and lean on the counter as you slide my panties down my long smooth legs. I flip my long blond hair out of the way, so I can turn back and watch you. I feel you pressing your love muscle into my opening. Your hands on my hips to stabilize me as you begin to push inside. I lunge my hand down to my love mound and begin to rub my love button. The head of your hardened member slowly slides deeper and deeper into my love tunnel. I couldn't wait any longer, and I rocked forward and then pushed back hard onto your love muscle sliding it all the way, deep inside me. I begin to vigorously rub my love button as you began to thrust yourself into a rhythm. I can feel the magical waves of pleasure building within me as you move in and out, in and out, in a slow rhythmic motion, with a few extra hard thrusts. I'm making pleasure noises with each thrust and those noises encourage you to pump harder, faster and deeper. Suddenly I'm hit with another orgasm. 

Wrapping your arms around me holding me tighter I can hear you grunt with every thrust, going deeper, faster and harder. With a few more thrusts, I feel you begin to slow down but still plunging in as deep as you can. I know that you're about to orgasm and I begin to rub my magic button faster and faster to orgasm with you. A few more full thrusts, I feel your love muscle pulse and then your orgasm explodes into me. You hold me tight with your chest against my back and you groan as both of us convulse in our orgasms as we lean into the counter. When we finally catch our breaths and the aftershocks have subsided, you gently turn me around and lift me back onto the counter. You pull me into you and we rest for a little while, leaning against each other, both of us sweaty and satisfied. With our breaths and heart rates finally returning back to normal, you lean down and tenderly give me a kiss. 

We quickly put our clothes back on and leave the restroom to head back to my gate. With a final kiss and hug we parted ways and I was on my way back home.

I just wished, now that I was on the way home and still feeling part of you in me, that we and your friends all could have been together at your apartment for most of the week all having sex together, group sex, instead of the one time we had. That was pretty much my only remaining fantasy. To have group sex, a free for all, as long as there was no rough stuff, no ass fucking, whipping and stuff like that. It didn't matter if it was with friends or strangers. I wanted to experience all of it.

Home now and thinking about it as I was unpacking, (I had already slipped out of my travel clothes, my moist panties that were still slightly wet from you and was wearing only my robe) I discovered I was really wet and swollen as I could feel moisture dripping from me. God Sara I thought. All of my inhibitions are gone. I have now had sex with strangers at least strangers to me and I want more. I wondered if you would want to join a sex club to meet with strangers or if there was someway we could get all of our friends together in a club on a regular basis. At least try it and see if we liked it. I thought about the dance floor scene again when the thought hit me that that had been a sex club and that I had passed up the chance to find out this time. At that thought I felt my body begin to stiffen with the beginning of an orgasm and my hand went to my love mound to hasten it along. I stood there lost in my orgasm as my body shuddered and spasmed. My orgasm was hard and long and I no longer just felt the moisture dripping from me but now it was gushing and running down my legs. I became weak and slipped down to my knees on the floor as the spasms racked my body. 

As the spasms waned and I recovered, I discovered I had also peed in my release and had soaked my throw rug under my knees. I had never had a release like this before and I was shaking my head in amazement trying to clear my head. I was in a daze, a sexual fog, wondering if this would be what it would feel like having group sex. Somehow I, we, had to try it. 

I weakly gained my feet and picked up the rug as I rose and walked to my washer and tossed it in on my way to the bathroom to clean up. I wanted to soak and give myself time to recover fully from my week in NJ and the release I just had. I was tired and since this was Sunday evening, I needed to get to bed early and I wanted a deep sleep. I took a sleeping pill so I knew I wouldn't wake during the night thinking about work or anything else. I needed a deep restful sleep. I really didn't want to go to work tomorrow but I felt so tired. 

I soaked and almost fell asleep in the tub and struggled to stay awake long enough to rinse after my soaking, dry and brush my teeth. I headed to bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow and slept soundly, dreaming but never waking until the alarm rang Monday morning. I lay there not wanting to get up and let my hand wander to my sex. It felt wet and sticky and when I brought my hand to my face and looked, I could see it was not just my moisture. When I smelled and tasted it, I knew then I had just not dreamed of having sex but someone had actually fucked me during the night while not awaking me. I thought, Mike, that little fuck. He has my key and he snuck in during the night and quietly did me. I smiled at the thought and crawled out of bed and headed to the shower, quickly showered, dressed and got ready to leave for work. I'll talk with him tonight when I get home.

I got to work and discovered I was swamped. Files were stacked all over my desk. It looked like no one had filled in for me like they said they would. Crap I thought, they can't do this to me. I'll never be able to take off on a needed vacation again if this continues and I went to the partner that I was working for and complained. He gave an apology but explained the whole firm is swamped right now. They tried to keep up with my work but everyone has fallen behind. Just do the best I can to catch up. I dove into my work when I got back to my desk, not stopping even for lunch and before I knew it, it was 9 PM and I discovered I was the only one in the building. I had been lost in my work, I wrote a note to myself indicating where I left off and would start tomorrow and gathered my things and headed out the door. Mike was waiting by my car. That surprised me and I asked him what he was doing there. 

"Waiting for you," was his reply. 

"Mike, you know you are not supposed to meet me here, what if someone sees us. Do you want us to get caught?"

"No, but it is getting dark and my parents think I'm at the movies. So I thought it would be OK."

"Well it's not but get in." I let him in the car and told him to say, if anyone saw us, that I saw you on the corner and that I picked you up to take you home since we were neighbors.

He smiled at that and scooted down a little so his head was below the window and leaned towards me. I asked him what he was doing. I should have known because as soon as I said anything his hand went to my thigh and up under my skirt where his fingers slipped under my panties and slid along my slit. "Damit Mike," I said as I tried to push his hand way. Don't do that." He laughed and just slid his fingers into me. I melted and wanted to get home in a hurry to get him in bed. I needed him right now and told him to make sure he was hidden as I drove by his house and into my garage. 

I kept a watchful eye out for anyone whom might know us or see us but it was hard to concentrate with him finger fucking me now. He almost had me into an orgasm as we pulled into the garage and I quickly let the garage door go down hiding us as we spilled from the car. Our clothes were shed as we rushed thru the house and we were nude by the time we got to the bed. His mouth was at me almost before I lay down and had my legs spread for him. He was getting very talented. Now, with all the experience I was giving him he quickly had me into a hard release. I was a quivering moaning mass, my body's spasms were intense and hard. I felt the jolts of electricity all thru me as I lay there quivering for him. He drank his fill of me before he moved up and placed himself at my opening and thrust his engorged love muscle into me with one hard shove. 

I gasp loudly when he did this, although I was now used to his large size, when he entered me this way, it was always a surprise. God he made me feel good. His tip always rubbed against my cervix and it felt like he was pushing himself up into my stomach each time he bottomed out. We both liked it when he held himself against me, him gripping my hips holding me to his groin and his engorged head against my cervix while I did all the work, flexing my pelvis and grinding his sensitive opening across the roughness of my inner love bump. He usually came hard when we did that and I could feel the pulsation of the muscles in his hardened shaft and the flexing of the muscles in his groin when he had his release. 

I was holding him tightly to me trying to do this as he unleashed his first torrent of cum filling me. I wanted to get his first release out of the way and give him just a little time to recover. His second release would take a little longer and the pace of lovemaking would be a little slower. Even though we had spent a lot of time trying to prevent premature ejaculation, he was not quite there yet. That I guess will come with age. We made love for a little over an hour when he said he probably should go home, before his parents wondered where he was. We kissed and he got up off me and wandered thru the house dressing and let himself out. 

I lay there thinking about the sex I just had and remembered I was going to talk to him about him sneaking in. Oh well, I'll bring it up next time. I thought back about my week in NJ and the fun we had with others and thought then, I have to get you and Mike together in a 3-sum with me.

I wondered what you were doing right then, I missed you and I wanted to go back to the club. Surprisingly, my thought drifted to Eric. I wondered what he was doing and if I would get to see him again.



My Ultimate Fantasies Ch. 03



I was still trying desperately to catch up at work and had been working very late each night and not getting home until well after midnight. It was several days later that I finally had the chance to talk with Mike about him sneaking in and taking me in my sleep. I hadn't had time for Mike since the Monday night after I had gotten back from my trip and met him Thursday at noon at an out of the way sandwich shop where I hoped we wouldn't be seen. I bought lunch and told him to get in the car where we could talk in private.

"Look Mike," I said. "I am working long hours lately and we probably won't be able to get together until I get caught up at work. There is one thing I wanted to ask you or tell you for that matter and that is I do not want you sneaking in and taking me in my sleep, like you did the night before I left and the Sunday I got back." 

He sat there dumfounded with this question on his face.

"Well?"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Look, I gave you a key and I know it had to be you."

"No, I had the flu that Thursday and was sick the whole week you were gone. Sunday, I was with my folks and we never got back until about 2: AM Monday morning. When I met you at the mall was the first time I had seen you since your vacation."

"What?" I sat there dumbfounded. If it wasn't Mike, who was it? I sat there thinking.

"It wasn't you?" I asked again.

"No."

"Mike, where can I drop you off?" I needed to get free of him and think. 

"Just drop me off at the mall. I can go back to school from there."

I drove in silence thinking and stopped at the mall dropping him off. "Mike, I will be busy and working late for the rest of the week and maybe next week also. I may also work through the weekend too so there won't be time for us."

"OK."

I could see he was disappointed but I thought what the hell, I was too but work had to get done. I drove back to the office and told my boss I had a headache and would do some work at home. I gathered up some of the work and headed home thinking all the way. When I got there I went into the bed room, flicked on the overhead light and looked at the bed. I hadn't changed the sheets since I got back and flipped back the covers and looked at the sheets. What am I looking for I thought? It was then I saw it. Another tightly curled pubic hair. I looked further but there was only one. I glanced at the base of the bed light and saw the other two hairs that I had placed there over a week ago. I picked them up and compared them to the new one. They looked alike. How and who I thought as I looked at them. They weren't Mike's I knew now. 

I was wondering how I was going to handle this when I heard the kitchen door open and close. Startled, I turned off the bedroom light and slipped into the closet and closed the door slightly. It wasn't dark yet and light was coming into the room from the windows so I could see. The sheer curtains that I had closed didn't block much of the outside light. I waited quietly hidden as I heard someone move about the house. My car was hidden in the garage and I was home early so whoever this was didn't know I was home. I was scared and trembling. Someone was opening and closing the kitchen cabinets and refrigerator door and moving about the kitchen. Then they moved down the hall past the bathroom door and into the bedroom. They only stayed long enough to look around. I didn't get to see who it was. I only saw a shadow and knew it was a man when he walked past the door. He moved out of the room and down the hall back into the kitchen. Cowering where I was, I waited and finally heard the kitchen door open and close. Still I waited until I was sure no one was still in the house before I left the closet and quietly moved about and slipped quietly down the hall and into the kitchen. I checked the door. It was locked. I searched the house and found nothing.

Back in the kitchen, I looked around. Nothing looked out of place. Everything looked as I left it. Looking in the refrigerator, it was the same there also. Everything was in its place. I started to close the door when the thought hit me. The first time, I believe I had been drugged, had I been drugged the second time? I grabbed the half full pitcher of ice tea and poured it out. I did the same to everything that was in open containers and that included the almost full gallon of milk along with leftovers that I was going to have for dinner. I took a frozen dinner out of the freezer and heated it in the microwave. Ok I thought as I popped the cork of a bottle of wine. Now I wait. I completed a little of work while I was waiting and soon found it was dark. I turned on most of the lights in the house and watched TV for a little while. I kept double checking the locks on windows and doors making sure there was no way someone would get in. It was 10:00 when I finally decided to go to bed. I wished I still had the hairs to look at but I dropped them when I hid in the closet earlier. Well no matter I didn't know what to do with them anyway.

Tonight, I didn't sleep nude as I usually do. I didn't have pajamas so I slipped between the sheets in panties and a t-shirt. A pair of shorts lay on the night table and shoes by the bed. I had a club in bed with me. It was one of the fish killers that my dad used when he fished for salmon. It was a short baton filled with lead on the business end. I always thought it would do the trick if I needed it and I kept it by the bed. Tonight it was under my pillow. I couldn't sleep and kept looking at the clock and getting up and looking around the house, carrying my club. I made sure all the night lights were working and lit up the rooms so there wouldn't be total darkness in the house. Finally after midnight I went back to bed thinking I would probably stay awake all night. I didn't know when I fell asleep.

I was awaken with a heavy pressure across my waist and hips. I groggily struck at what was on top of me and only connected with a glancing blow. He laughed and grabbed my hands and while tossing the club aside and held my hands above my head. The light was dim but I could still see a dark man on top of me. I struggled, but with him sitting on my hips and my feet and legs still caught under the blankets, there was not much I could do. He was heavy and had me pinned to the bed. 

"Be still and quiet and you won't get hurt," He said in a soothing quiet voice.

I kept struggling but he kept talking to me in this soothing quiet voice and just sat on me holding my hands above my head while I struggled. Finally, I gave up and stopped struggling.

"What do you want?"

"You."

"You can't have me!"

"I already have, two times," and he laughed. "You felt so good and tight. I thought you would be asleep."

I knew then that this was the man who had taken me in my sleep. 

"Well, I'm not."

"Doesn't matter, this will be more fun for both of us. I want you to stop struggling. It will be better for you if you relax and enjoy. Will you stop fighting?"

I knew he was going to have his way with me one way or another. He was much larger and had the advantage. There was no way I was going to stop him. I had a lot of conflicting thoughts going through my head. Do I fight him or let him. 

He meanwhile shifted his weight and caught me off guard when he pulled the blankets and sheet out from under him and sat back on me. Now there was only my t-shirt and panties between his skin and mine. He was already nude and growing harder. His cock struck straight out and was doing this flexing dance. I was staring at it as I looked at him. Fuck, I thought. He's bigger than Mike. 

I forgot about struggling as I stared at it. I wanted it. I wanted to feel it inside me. My body went slack. The fight was gone. He must have realized this and rose off of me and slipped down between my legs. I let him remove my panties and shuddered as he pulled them down my legs and tossed them aside. He had released my hands and I found them reaching for him. I had never knowingly had dark meat before and I wanted it. He was kneeling between my legs and as I reached for him, he leaned in and grasped my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head as I leaned forward. As I fell back, I leaned to the side and flicked on the bedside lamp. Lying there waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light I looked at him. He was the kid on the bike. 

He had tossed my t-shirt aside and was crouched there on his knees looking at me, his breath rapid. His excitement showed even more as his hardened shaft was standing fully erect and was pulsing slightly. I could feel my heat rise as he looked at me. He leaned down over me to kiss but I intercepted his head and directed it down to my pussy. There was no hesitation. He dove in and guided me to an incredible orgasm. My body shook, quivered and spasmed as my hands rubbed the tight curls on his head and held him to me. When my quivering slowed, he moved up my body to my mouth and filled it with his tongue and a mouthful of my juices. I swallowed it as our tongues fought and his hardness found my swollen opening and he slowly pushed his way in. 

The feelings coursing through me were incredible. He began his slow thrusting and I lifted my legs into the air to give him better access but he forced them down and swung his legs over mine straddling them. His legs were now over mine and alongside them as he pushed them together and continued his slow thrusting. It was an incredible tight feeling even though I was extremely wet from my earlier orgasm. His shaft seemed to be rubbing against everything. No one had done me this way. I was in ecstasy. My legs being pinned together increased the friction even though I was very well lubricated. I tried to rotate my pussy up to meet him but he would force it back down as he placed his weight down on me to increase the friction. His shaft rubbing against my clit soon had me quivering and moaning my satisfaction. His length was reaching my very depths and driving me wild as I felt the head of his cock and opening rubbing against my cervix. My body began an intense spasm as the muscles in my entire body quivered and shook. I could hear someone screaming, "Fuck me harder, oh god, oh god, oh god." In my intense pleasure I didn't know it was coming from my lips.

As my quivering slowed and his rhythm speeded up I could tell he was very close. Sweat was dripping from his face and chest down upon my breasts adding to my own. 

"Oh god I'm coming," he yelled as he shoved in hard one last time and unleashed a torrent of hot cum. I felt him first stiffen and then the pulsing of his cock and muscles in his groin as he pumped his hot seed into me. He was pushing hard against my cervix, almost hurting me as he pushed up into me. Oh god it felt good. I held him tightly, with my arms around him as he emptied. As his own quivering orgasm subsided, he rose up weakly and looked at me and said, "God, Sara that was the hardest fucking release I ever had." 

I felt it. It had been intense for him. I hadn't cum again although I had been close. I was disappointed and wished I had cum with him. I looked into his eyes wondering who he was and where I had seen him before. I know he was the guy on the bike but I knew I had seen him before that.

"Who are you, what's your name?"

"Jerome."

Silence followed as I lay there looking at him and thinking.

"Jerome, Jerome who and how did you get in here?"

"Mike, I'm a friend of Mikes."

"What!"

"Mike gave me a key and said it would be OK."

"He did?" I was pissed but not really pissed that he did this to me. Jerome was better in bed than Mike, bigger size too. He was fucking good. How could I be very angry? I'll deal with Mike later I thought. Jerome was still inside me and hard. I started flexing my groin muscles and rotating my pussy against him wanting him to fuck me some more. He quickly got the hint. This time I worked my legs out from under him and into the air and got him to thrust rapidly and hard. Pounding, I needed a good pounding. It didn't take long and we orgasmed together. It was a hard and intense release for me and I lay there exhausted afterward as he rolled off and laid beside me his hand weakly tweaking my breasts. 

He soon fell asleep and I lay there wondering what I was going to do. This was against the rules Mike and I had when we started this. No one else was supposed to know. Besides both of them were under age and could be a lot of trouble for me if anyone found out. My career would be destroyed and family devastated. I could be facing jail time. I eventually fell into a restless sleep and awaken alone when the alarm went off. 

Dreading the day, I got up, showered and readied myself for work. When I got there, I couldn't concentrate and finally called Mike on my cell. We had a meeting place for lunch that was out of the way and I told him to meet me there. When I arrived he was already waiting. I rolled down the window and told him to get inside. He could tell I wasn't happy with him as I was almost growling. I was really pissed now since I had more time to think about it and had a sleepless night. 

"Mike you shit!" I growled at him. "You know what you have done don't you. You have ruined our relationship by telling another. Not only that, you little bastard, you allowed him to rape me, twice."

Silence...

"Well!"

"I'm sorry Sara."

"Sorry doesn't cut it kid, we are through. Now get out!"

"Please listen to me Sara." 

He was pleading to me and I lost my anger and said, "Ok Mike, explain yourself."

"You know what a red neck town this is? Jerome is the only black guy here and he doesn't have anyone. There is no one here he can date and he has been here three years. I am just about his only true friend. I didn't think it would bother you. After all, look how you teased me until you got me into your bed room. Besides, I was here both times to make sure everything went ok. I even took part and helped." 

"You took part, how?"

"I drugged you and let him in. I also had sex with you."

I glared at him. "You lied to me. You said you had the flu and were gone when I got home. Your lying supposedly made it all ok?" 

"Well, at the time I thought so. I didn't think you would get mad at me for it. Would you have let us have sex with you if I had brought him over one night?"

I sat there and thought about it. "Probably not," I replied. "Listen Mike, I want both you and Jerome over tonight. We need to talk. Be there by 8:00." 

His face brightened when I said that. "No Mike, there will be no more sex so get that shit eating grin off your face. We need to talk about the trouble we are in."

I told him to get out and I drove back to work. I needed time to think about what to. I tried to concentrate on work and time passed slowly. I hated to do what I was thinking of doing and that was having nothing further to do with Mike and Jerome. They had their fun. I had to stop this before I got into trouble. In a way I was dreading this decision. I loved having sex. The week in New Jersey had gotten under my skin. Hell, Mike and Jerome had gotten under my skin also but they were trouble for me. I had to do something about that. The more I thought about the fun I had with Mark in New Jersey, the more I thought that I might want to live there with him. I put in a call to him and got his voice mail. I left a message, something about helping find me work there and for him to call me back. I looked at the clock wondering where the time went. It was 5:00 and I wanted to get home and get it over with.

I drove home slowly, stopping to get something for dinner and a bottle of wine. I still didn't know how I was going to handle this. Getting home I quickly ate, got into my usual sweat pants and sweat shirt, got a glass of wine and waited. It was after 8:00 before they showed up. I was pacing the floor when they snuck in contemplating just what I was going to say. I had already figured if they tried blackmail, it wouldn't work. We would all go down. Mike was smart enough to know that. I figured Jerome was too.

"Sit down!" They both jumped when I said that and sat on each end of my couch. I was in a tirade and they knew it. I called them every name I could think of and was in the middle of almost yelling when Mike spoke up.

"So the sex with us wasn't any good?"

He caught me off guard and I started stammering as I stood there looking at him. 

"Ah, ah, shit Mike, well no. That's beside the point. You, well, you forgot our rules. No one else was to know. You lied to me. You have lost my trust in you. You screwed up." I was starting to cry and sat down between them.

They both slid in close to me and put their arms around me and started caressing me. I lost my argument when I felt hands under my sweat shirt caressing my breasts and didn't protest when the sweat shirt was pulled off over my head. They were both kissing me all over and sucking at my breasts when I felt hands on the waist band of my sweat pants pushing them down. I rose up and helped as they were pushed down my legs. I wasn't wearing panties so the removal went easily.

I was afraid that this would happen. I had thought about it but thought I could be strong. I found out I wasn't. Sex had too strong of a pull for me. I needed it. I was hopeless. Tears were streaming down my face, my body racked with sobs. I didn't know when they undressed but I had their hard cocks in each hand. I leaned down and started giving head to Mike while I felt Jerome remove my hand from his and move from the couch as his hands gripped my hips and moved me to my knees on the floor. Being behind me, he picked me up by my hips and slid himself into me. I was more than ready and shuddered as he slid in his full length and pushed against my cervix. I kept losing my concentration on Mike as Jerome started his slow thrusting. 

Finally I had to give up on Mike and while I knew he was disappointed that I didn't get him off, he started tweaking and sucking on my nipples and rubbing my clit adding to my ecstasy. I was leaning over him as Jerome was doing me so he could do what he wanted. I could feel his hard cock poking me in my stomach and I tried to reach down and grasp it. I lost balance and my head hit Mike's chest. He held me up by my shoulders and I again placed both my hands beside him as he slipped down guided his cock to my pussy. At first I didn't know what he was trying to do as Jerome had me filled. But Jerome slipped most of the way out with just the swollen head poised at my opening as Mike placed his against me and they both shoved in. I gasp loudly. I'd never been stretched like this, never had two cocks inside me at the same time. It hurt. 

"Don't, you're hurting me." At first I tried to get away but they held me in place. Finally I said, "Please hold still, and give me time to adjust." I didn't know they were both fully inside me. 

They held themselves still for several minutes each trying to maintain as much depth as they could. Mike having to hold himself up from under me finally had to move.

"Jerome, I can't hold this position, drop her down on me." He did but now all of his weight was on me pushing me against Mike and Jerome had to hold himself upright. He leaned down and placed his hands on the back of the couch to try to hold in position. This worked somewhat. Mike with all the weight against his groin couldn't move much more than just slightly. Jerome however was free to thrust. The added tightness and friction against each other's cocks soon had both of them in the grips of orgasms. They both came at the same time filling me with their hot cum. Mike's cock was blocking the friction that would have been against my clit and g-spot. I didn't know what to think. I didn't cum even though the feeling of a hard cock filling me usually caused me to. I was disappointed but that soon changed as the night went on and they took turns making sure I was satisfied. 




My Ultimate Fantasies Ch. 03



This went on for the next few months. I had both of them. They had promised no one else would find out. I was theirs and soon there was a friendly competition going on between them to see who would spend the most time with me. I finally had to put a stop to that and come up with a scheduled time for them. They had to alternate days during the week only spending several hours with me at a time. After all, I did need to get enough sleep during the week so I could go to work and not be exhausted. They could both have me on Fridays and Saturday nights as long as I got to sleep in the next day. When there were times I needed to be alone for rest, work and nature calls like my period or I wasn't feeling well, we worked out a system that the window curtain in the living room would be left open. They were not to come over when the curtains were open. This worked well. I had plenty of sex and time for myself too.

I had forgotten about Mark. He had never returned my call so I thought everything was going ok. I didn't need to move. I was getting great sex. Still, knowing him, he could turn up any time but I didn't give it any further thought. 

It was a Friday night when he did. I was in bed with both Mike and Jerome. We were having very heated sex. I was on top straddling Jerome, him deep inside me with Mike beside us on his knees with him in my mouth when Mark walked in. We didn't hear him and it wasn't until he grabbed Mike and shoved him aside that we knew he was there. He was in a rage. He grabbed me, pulled me off of Jerome and threw me to the floor hitting me at the same time. At first I didn't feel him strike me. He had Jerome by the throat and pulled him off the bed too. 

"Get out you sons-of-bitches!" He was screaming at them. "Get out or I will kill you!" 

I had Mark by the arm struggling to keep him from doing them harm when we noticed he had a gun. I was holding him by that arm and kept him from using it. I saw they were going to try to protect me but I screamed for them to go. He knocked me loose with a punch and Mike and Jerome scattered. I thought Mark was going to kill them so I grabbed him by the ankles and kept him from chasing them. That's when he kicked me in the ribs. I sank back hurting. He stood over me and glared.

"Bitch, you fucking whoring bitch! You don't do this to me! I'll tell you who you get to fuck and when you get to fuck!"

He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up. That's when he hit me hard in the stomach knocking the wind out of me again. I tried to sink to the floor but he hit me again. 

"Bitch, I'll teach you to never do this again!" He hit me again and let me sink to the floor. I was hurting and couldn't get my breath and crying. He left me lying there as he stormed about the room destroying it. "You fucking bitch!" He kept saying over and over.

When he calmed down, he stood over me nudging me with his foot. I thought he was going to kick me and cowered away. 

"Look bitch, I came here to get you and take you to New Jersey and this is how you treat me? I got you a job. It's going to make me a lot of money now I know you're a fucking whore." 

"Mark, I thought you loved me. Our stories, fantasies and love making, the time we spent together." I was trying to buy time to figure out how I was going to get away from him. I hurt and was struggling to find words. "This is how you think of me?"

"Well you were fucking around on me behind my back you fucking bitch. Get your suit case and get packed bitch." He found it and pulled it out of the closet and tossed it on what was left of the bed. "Now pack!"

I could barley move I hurt so but I managed to get up and start getting some things together. I was afraid he would kill me if I didn't do what he said. I was leaning over the bed when he pushed me down on my hands and knees and stood behind me between my legs. He grabbed my hair and wrapped it around his hand. I felt him probing me with his other hand and felt him as he guided his swollen cock into place. He pulled back on my hair pulling my head back as he forced himself into me. I hurt even more.

"You're hurting me," I screamed as I choked back sobs. He relentlessly thrust in and out, the dryness soon turning into wetness as the body adjusted to the abuse. I was crying and in pain, my ribs and stomach hurt and now I was being raped. I was glad when he came, the hurting was over. When he pulled free, he shoved me down on the bed with his knee. He didn't have all my hair free from his hand and it felt like some pulled loose as I fell forward. I lay there sobbing not knowing what was going to happen next. It was not until my sobbing subsided that I noticed the room was quiet. He was gone; at least he wasn't in the room. 

I lay there in fear for a few moments before I got up and when I heard a noise in the hall coming toward me, I cowered in the corner and pulled part of the mattress over me to hide. I sat there shivering until a soothing voice called my name.

"Sara, where are you? He's gone." It was Mike, Jerome was with him. They had come back in and were gathering their clothes and putting them on. "Sara, he has gone, where are you?"

"I'm here, are, are you sure he's gone?" 

"Yes." They both came to me and pulled the mattress off me. I saw Jerome had a gun and was standing guard while Mike held me. I was nude and shivering and collapsed into his arms. I was crying hard now with sobs shaking me. I was shivering so hard, Mike finally wrapped me in a blanket and picked me up and carried me to the living room and sat on the couch holding me. He held me until I stopped shivering and crying.

"Is he gone?" I kept looking around expecting him to show up.

"He's gone, we saw him leave. He took his bag with him. I think you are safe now." Mike kept saying to me.

I looked at Jerome and he nodded his reply. "He's gone. I think he went back to where he came from. Anyway, you are going to go home with me where you will be safe for now. My folks are gone for the weekend and we will be alone there. You will be safe. Meanwhile we can clean up here and gather up a few things to take with us. You ok with that?"

I nodded in reply hugging Mike tighter.

"OK, let's get you dressed and pack up a few things." Mike started giving orders now and helped me back to the bedroom to pack a few things. I quickly dressed in sweat pants and shirt and packed up a few other things. I had the weekend to recover and could call in sick if I had to Monday. Meanwhile I had to get out of there. I tossed my bag with a few things into my car and we all piled in. Jerome drove. We all watched to see if we were being followed and saw nothing. We parked in the garage out of sight at Jerome's house and I finally felt safe as we went inside. When we got inside, my ribs and stomach hurt so that Mike had me strip so he and Jerome could inspect the damage. I had pretty bad bruising where I had been kicked and punched in the stomach. Other than that I didn't think my ribs or anything else had been broken or damaged. It just hurt to be touched.

Mike instructed Jerome to get me to bed and stand guard while he went back to his house where he could watch my place from his bed room window. They had to make sure Mark had gone. Mike left after I went to bed. I was scared for all of us and had trouble sleeping until I felt the bed move and Jerome's warm body snuggle in next to my back. He was spooning with me, trying to hold me tight with out hurting me. I know he wanted to be inside me as I could feel his hardness pressing against my back and it wasn't until he adjusted himself and positioned his hard cock between my legs and against my pussy that I knew that I would let him. It was one of my favorite positions that I was thinking of and that was with me on my back with him or Mike on his side with his groin pressed against mine under my legs. I could be entered this way and when the legs were interlocked, one of his over one of mine; we would be locked together and could stay this way for a long time. I loved to be held this way and even with very little movement the guys could stay hard for hours. My clit was available to be played with as well as my breasts with no weight placed upon my body. Nothing would be pressing down on my bruises. 

When I turned onto my back, Jerome instantly knew what I wanted and moved into position under me on his side and moved his groin into mine as I positioned my legs over him and reached down and guided him to me. I was already wet and he gently slid inside. I then raised one leg and slid it between his to lock us together. He gently started playing with my clit and soon had me in the throes of an orgasm. 

We found in lying this way, I could have multiple orgasms with very little movement prolonging his need for release for hours. It was only until his body could no longer stand it that he would cum. He didn't need to do any thrusting other than slight movement to remain hard. Most of the time my pelvic contractions would provide all the movement needed. It was only when he flooded me with his release that he would lose his hardness and slip free. There were times we fell asleep this way, him or Mike hard and inside me.

When morning came, Mike phoned and said Mark had returned and had spent a few hours in the house but left just after light. He had followed him to the airport and watched him leave. He was gone now and it should be safe for me to come home. He would meet us. 

Mike had the garage door open and closed it as soon as we entered. The house was a mess and as we walked through it we found my kitty, dead and tossed under the kitchen counter. I broke into tears again, sobs coming easily as I held it. Mike again took charge and got kitty from my hands and gently laid it in a shoe box. 

"We'll burry it later meanwhile we need to straighten up the house and call a locksmith." There was no argument and we soon had the place looking somewhat together. I had called the locksmith and he arrived within hours and had the locks changed. It was easy; there were only 4 to do. I also called a security company and had an appointment made to get a security system installed the next week. I didn't want Mark to come back and wanted to know if he did. 

I didn't know it but Mike and Jerome had buried Kitty in the back yard while I was doing this. I was glad they did. I couldn't handle doing that. 

Things went back to normal after several months passed. I had quit worrying about Mark after I received the phone call from New York. It was Eric. I had forgotten about him. Now it brought back memories. The reason he called, was about Mark. Mark had been found shot to death with some unknown blond. Eric had been afraid it had been me and was relieved it was not. The woman was my size and build but the authorities hadn't been able to identify. Eric went on to say that Mark had gotten in with some very bad people in the sex and drug trade and was disposed of. 

The house was secure and Mike and Jerome stepped up to the plate in protecting me. There were several guns hidden in the house placed by them and known by me. All were within easy reach should something arise. My sex life was better than ever with Mike and Jerome. I was hoping it would never end but as life goes it eventually did. When High school ended, they both went off to collage leaving me alone with visits whenever they could. I liked that. I sometimes went to visit them.



My Ultimate Fantasies



It was negative but then I thought hell, this is too soon. I walked back to my desk thinking I need to get to Planned Parenthood and get birth control pills and a morning after pill to make sure. Damn, I thought, I should have just called in sick and taken care of all of this. I was looking a little pale when my boss walked by my desk and asked if I was feeling OK. I quickly took advantage of the situation and said no, I wasn't. I felt a little queasy. He said go home then, and come back in when I felt better. We were all caught up right now and I could take a few days off. I told him thanks and gathered my stuff up silently thinking of this good fortune. I quickly left. It was too early for Planned Parenthood to be open yet, I needed to wait an hour but I drove there anyway and waited in the car. I was first in line when they opened and had no problem getting what I needed. They had my old records so there was no problem with the birth control pills and when I explained that I had unintended sex over the weekend and I wasn't on the pill, I had no problem getting the morning after pill. I had the next several days off from work, so if the pill made me sick, there would be no problem. Still, the instructions they gave me that I needed to test myself weekly after taking the pill and even after my period started to make sure I wasn't pregnant anyway. I rushed home from there stopping at the grocery store and drug store along the way to pick up a few needed items and more pregnancy test kits. 

When I got home, I looked at the morning after pills and thought to myself, should I take them? What would it be like to carry a baby inside me? Should I wait to see if my period was going to start on its own? What if I wasn't pregnant after all? The pills would be wasted. I had all these conflicting thoughts. I had never had feelings like this before and I guess all women have these thoughts after a weekend of uninhibited very intense beautiful sex. I certainly never had these thoughts with the first two guys that had bedded me but then sex had never been this intense and I had never felt so full of life, so fulfilled. I told myself then that I was thinking like a crazy woman and I should take the pills and get it over with. This was too early in my life to start having babies. Besides, I may never see you again. I took them and to make the story short my period started Wednesday. I e-mailed you the day that it started that I thought we were safe, my period started and my life went back to normal. I was on birth control just in case you ever showed up again. Still all I could think about when work didn't cloud my thoughts was the incredible sex we had. 

After you left and my scheduled life went back to normal, I tested myself each week for 3 weeks to make sure I wasn't pregnant. All the results were negative. Meantime I discovered the flowers in the flowerbed just outside my bedroom window had been trampled a little, those outside my bathroom window also and I thought then the neighbor boy had been standing there watching us make love the entire time we had been together. I thought to myself at the time I needed to do something about that but then promptly forgot about it as my workload again increased. 

It was about 4 weeks later, late in getting home from work that I had turned on the light, opened my bathroom window leaving the curtain open, and started running a hot bath and remembered my kitty was still outside. It was already dark and leaving the water running in the tub I went to the back patio door to let in the cat. The door opened quietly, the cat was just off the walk and heading for the door when I looked the direction of the lighted bathroom window. That is when I saw him. I didn't say anything, I locked the door and went to my darkened bedroom window that looks out onto the area lighted by the bathroom light and got a good look at the kid. He was my teenage neighbor. I had seen him around the neighborhood a lot and tried to talk to him several times and discovered he was shy around girls, at least around me. He was attending the local high school, a football player and I didn't know how old he was but I now knew he was the one peaking into my windows and although he was just a kid by anyone else's standards, I did think he was good looking. Actually he was very well built, tall and broad shouldered. I had been to several football games at the school and he played varsity, a receiver I think. 

I decided to have a little fun and show off for him. I went back to the bath and since the tub was full of hot water, turned off the tap and slowly undressed. The bath is surrounded in mirrors and I knew he was getting a good look at me. I was closer to him there in the bathroom than the bed was to the bedroom window so I knew he would be getting a very close and intimate look at me. Heck, we were about 4 or 5 feet apart at the time. I kind of did a slow strip tease examining my self in the mirrors as I took off each article of clothing. When I was completely nude, I ran my hands over my slim body, cupping each perfect little breast and did an exam of each one. I was proud of them even though they were small. I knew I would never have to worry about sagging as I got older. My fit body, I worked hard to keep it that way but then a lot of that could be attributed to genetics. I then worked my hands down from my breasts across my tight flat stomach and rubbed them across my beautiful hairless little love mound. I could see him just out side the window in one of the mirrors but I didn't let on that I knew he was there. 

I tested the water and slowly lowered myself into the tub. The tub is under the window and standing with ones face almost against the screen, you can look down into the tub. If there had been no screen, he could reach in and touch me in the tub. Knowing this, I knew I would be able to put on a very good show for him. I took my time soaking and bathing and stood several times to soap myself down, rubbing my soapy hands over my body letting him take in all the view. I never directly looked at the window but would take side-glances and could make out his facial features through the screen. During this time I had let out my soaking water and would use the hand sprayer to wash the soap off my body. I also shaved my legs while standing before him making sure he had a very good look at my love mound in the process. Then lying back in the tub I placed each leg up on either the side of the tub and soaped down my pussy and got my razor and shaved, carefully spreading the lips of my love hole while working the razor around the area. The moisture seeping from there was mixing with the soap and I was having difficulty holding on to the razor and shaving. My heart was beating rapidly and in the excitement I was getting myself close to orgasm. I dropped the razor and grabbed the hand sprayer and turned it on to a heavy spray and in using it, I had an orgasm in front of the kid. He was not quiet in his excitement and I, even with the moaning I was making, heard him get off too. After the bath, I dried myself and went and lay down on my bed with my pussy facing the window, my feet touching the wall and played with my self again and again to show him how to please a woman. I did this every night, leaving the curtains open knowing he was watching me. 

I never told you about him in my e-mails or IM's and I had decided that I wouldn't. I thought it might worry you and you would tell me that I was really setting myself up to be raped by the kid. If he did, at least I didn't have to worry about him getting me pregnant since I was on the pill.

It was several months later and after a bunch of very erotic e-mail stories; you again snuck in to surprise me. It was a late Friday night again and you very quietly let your self in. I had given you a key before you left just in case you ever had the chance again and in sneaking through the darkened house, you worked your way to the bathroom. The door was cracked open and you watched me put on my show. You could see the face in the window and although you didn't recognize the kid, you were caught up in the excitement and you wanted to see how far I would go in showing myself off. Well, you watched the whole show from beginning to the end and when I got ready to leave the bathroom, you slipped back into the darken house to hide. I headed directly to the bedroom and continued my show for the kid. You watched just outside the bedroom door. 

While watching, you undressed and after I got myself off several times, you came into the room and stood by the bed looking at me. My eyes were closed so I never saw you until you placed your hands on my breasts and started caressing them. My eyes shot open as you leaned down over me and placed your hardness into my mouth as you continued with your mouth down to my love nest and started licking me. I was so turned on and hot from my playing I had an instant orgasm when your tongue touched my clit. I didn't know you knew the kid was watching but knowing he was watching this got me more turned on and I totally couldn't control my body. I was in an orgasmic bliss seemingly never stopping. I was deep throating you when you suddenly turned around and kneeling over me; you placed the head of your cock at the opening of my pussy and with out any hesitation, thrust in hard and fast. I shrieked and moaned aloud with the sudden thrust, you bottoming out stretching me to the limit. I had another intense orgasm as you hit bottom and was quivering as you started thrusting in and out fast and hard. I was yelling your name and for you to fuck me hard each time you started to withdraw. The tears of joy and pleasure filled my eyes and ran down my cheeks as I reached up to you to hold you as you made that one last hard thrust and held your cock at its deepest point and filled me with a huge load of love cum. You fell down on me as each spasm shot more of your load into me, filling me, stretching me even further. I wrapped my legs around you to hold it and you in and even then, we could feel the huge load slipping around your cock and running down my ass. We embraced this way until you finally became soft and slipped from me. The kid was long forgotten in our bliss and we spent a wonderful weekend together, never dressing or leaving the house. You left that Sunday night catching a plane back to New Jersey. 

It was again several months later when you showed up and found me doing my usual thing in the bathroom when I heard you enter the house, I was playing in the tub with the hand held shower head, giving myself several releases while the kid watched. I knew he was there and tonight I was going to give him the best show ever with you as my unknowing prisoner. You didn't know what I had planed for you; it was something I had wanted to do for some time and had planned well for it in case you surprised me and showed up again. 

You entered the bathroom, already knowing what I was doing, undressing as you came into the room. You stood there with your love muscle standing at full attention as you watched me having another release. 

You said, "No way baby are you going to do this by yourself," as you turned off the water and lifted me from the tub. I could feel your hard cock hitting my butt as you set me on the counter and you dropped to your knees while spreading my legs. You buried your face in my mound and with your licking and sucking brought me to an instant orgasm. I was moaning and quivering and almost kicked out the window screen as I had my release. We both heard the kid jump back but we didn't acknowledge him being there, we were too engrossed with what we were doing. The knowledge of him watching us excited you as much as me. You stood and with my juices all over your face and mouth, you leaned over me and kissed me passionately and deeply. You were attempting to enter me also with your beautiful hardness and breaking from our kiss, you leaned back and now with freedom to position your self thrust hard and deep into me. 

I gasped, "No, not yet love", and struggled to get away from you (this was not what I had planned). "No not here", I gasped, "carry me to the bedroom". 

You carried me, impaled upon your hardness as I had my arms and legs wrapped around you. I did not want you to cum yet, I had my plans and as you placed me on the bed, I broke away from you. 

"No not yet my love", I said as I grabbed your cock and pulled you down on the bed with it, "I want you on the bottom, this time I want to play with you". 

You gladly obliged and with obedience laid down on you back in the middle of the bed. I had the room ready for this, the bed was in full view of the open window, and the lights just angled right. I had my rope, a nice soft rope, in 4 pieces. I knew what I wanted and that was to make you my slave. I wanted to control the situation. You had always been in control up till now. Now it was my turn. You were in total surprise, when you saw the rope in my hands. 

You stammered, "What are you doing". 

I said, "It is my turn and I am going to tie you up and do what I want with you." 

Being taken by surprise, you let me push you down on the bed and tie your hands to the posts. I then reached around and tied each foot to the posts at the foot of the bed. 

I said, "I have you now, and I will do with you, as I want." 

With this surprise, you had lost some of your hardness and was going limp but not for long. I started rubbing myself with you watching and you started to get hard again. I noticed there had been a little precum on the head of your cock and I bent down and licked it. You stiffened even more at my touch. I sucked the head of your cock into my mouth and sucked hard. You moaned in surprise and eagerness at my sucking. You thought I would never do something like this, but I was determined to give you my all. 

You screamed, "Yes, make me cum, suck me dry." 

I said, "No I have other plans." 

I sucked you and ran my tongue up and down your shaft and sucked on your balls. Each time you were getting close to cumming, I would back off and let you cool down, grasping the base of your hard shaft and squeezing hard. 

You were bucking and pleading, straining at the ropes, "Please love, make me cum, swallow me, and suck me dry." 

Each time a spot of precum would form on the opening of your cock. I would squeeze and let you cool down and then lick it off. I know your balls were starting to hurt. We have been doing this for several hours already. The kid now so fully engrossed in our action, he no longer hid in the shadows and was in full view in the window. I was watching his reflection in the mirror as he was playing with himself and was totally turned on by this. 

Tears were starting in your eyes as you pleaded with me to let you cum when I finally said, "Yes, it is time." 

You could explode at anytime; the pain was getting to you. You needed release. I straddled your cock and lowered my pussy down over the engorged head and shaft and guided it into me. As the head of your cock reached its total depth, I felt your cock stiffen and start to throb as it pumped all that beautiful stored cum into me. 

You screamed, "Yes, Yes, Yes, Oh God yes." 

It seemed like your cock and balls pumped into me for hours but it was only for a few long seconds. You had been in such pain but now total release. You exhausted yourself with the pumping of cum. I lay down on your chest and kissed you. You were in total exhaustion. We lay that way until your cock was limp and I could feel moisture dripping from my pussy and puddling under me. I got up and moved my pussy up to your face. 

"I now want you to suck all of your cum from my pussy. I want you to suck it dry and make me cum." 

You protested but it was too late. I had your mouth covered by my pussy and all you could do was suck and lick. You sucked and licked me into orgasm and I almost drowned you with the amount of juices I released. I had been totally hot and had almost cum several times when I was playing with you. I had been in as much pain and needing of release as you. I kept you tied up in bed the rest of the night and fucked you whenever you became hard. I don't know how many times you unloaded deep into me and I don't know how many times I had my releases but when morning came, I untied you and we slept entwined in each other's arms for the rest of the day, having incredible sex each time we awoke. After the last incredible fucking and orgasm you gave me, I asked you how long you would be here this time and you said you again only had the weekend and had to leave Sunday night. This may be our only time together for the rest of the year as you had used up all of your remaining vacation time for this weekend. 

"Mark, you mean I may not get to see you again for another 4 or 5 months?" I said.

"Yes, sorry love," you said. "I'll try to make it up to you somehow."

I thought to myself, there was no way I was going to continue this even though the sex was incredible. The parting was too hard and the not knowing when we would be together again was just too much to take. It was later Sunday as you were getting ready to leave when I told you that this was not going to work. I couldn't keep living like this, wondering and waiting for you to show up. I can hardly wait two months let alone 4 or 5 months to have you inside me again. You pleaded with me to please have patience; you will make it up to me the next time you get free. You said you'd take several weeks or a month off just to be with me. I said OK, I'll think about it, just go catch your plane and try to hurry back.

I was a little angry when you went out the door. Leaving me this way, so sexually frustrated. That's how I have been since you first snuck into my life. We send erotic messages back and forth and all I get to do is to finger myself off when I get really frustrated. This wasn't enough, not for me now that you have really awakened my body with the intense sexual releases. I wanted to feel a man inside me and you left me so empty when you left. Not seeing you for another 4 or 5 months was not going to happen if I could help it. 

There was no way I could leave my job to come to you so I had to do something on my own. I sat in the living room after you left and thought about it. There was no one at the office I wanted to get involved with. I hardly knew anyone else here. There were some old classmates still in the area from high school and a few collage friends but I didn't want to get involved with any of them. I needed someone new, unknown and exciting to me. I needed someone that would drive me insane with lust as you did. It was not until I had fixed me something to eat and I headed to the shower to get ready for bed than it hit me. That someone was under my nose all the time. I knew by now the kid had to be more sexually frustrated than me and would do anything I wanted. How many months had he watched me tease him and how many times had we had sex while he watched us. The thought of him quickly excited me and I could feel moisture and heat wanting to burst forth at my love tunnel. I was so excited thinking about it, my heart racing hard that I had shortness of breath. I turned on the hot water for the tub and left to the darkness of my bedroom opening the window before I left. I needed the darkness so I could watch from my bedroom window to see if he was there. I waited until the tub sounded like it was full and I went in to shut off the tap. He had not shown up so I thought I would stay there and undress and wait for him. I was humming to myself as I started to undress and I undressed very slowly while casually glancing around to try to see if he was at the window with out actually looking there. I was taking my time, looking my body over and caressing it, as a lover would do. Still no one showed up that I could see. Humming still, I left the bathroom and walked back into the darken bedroom to look out the window at the lighted area just out side the bathroom window. Still no one showed. This wasn't like him, he usually showed up when he knew I was home and the bathroom light was on. When I was in the bedroom, the light was usually on so he could watch me there too. I wondered again where he was and had a thought. Maybe he didn't know I was home. I grabbed my teddy and slipped it on as I went through the house turning on all the lights. The rest of the windows were covered in drapes so I knew no one could see me, although the lights would show through to the outside. I turned on the TV and turned up the volume hopping he would hear it. I sat watching TV for 20 minutes or so and finally gave up thinking he had to see the lights and heard the TV by now. As I headed back to the bathroom, I paused at the glass slider to the patio and unlocked it glancing out to an empty back yard. I sighed at that and walked back to the bathroom, removed my teddy and settled into a tub of cooling water. I let a little out so I could turn on the hot water and refilled it. I lay there soaking watching the window all the while. He never showed. 




My Ultimate Fantasies



Disappointed, I finally soaped myself down, rinsed and reached for my towel to dry. I took a chance and looked directly at the window but saw nothing. I quickly toweled myself down and let the towel drop to my feet as I brushed my teeth. When finished, I glanced at the window as I leaned down to pick up my towel. Still there was no one. Sadly, I hung up the towel and headed to my bedroom flicking on the light as I entered. No one there except for my kitty curled up on my pillow. I turned off the ceiling light and turned on the bedside reading light. I scratched her behind the ears as I flipped back the covers and lay down on the sheet leaving my body uncovered. Kitty left as I grabbed a small stack of love stories and started to read. I was no longer into it so I just dimmed the light and closed my eyes, leaving just enough light on so my body could be seen from the window. I waited and dozed. 

I was suddenly jerked awake at the sound of my alarm going off. Morning already, damn I thought. Where did the night go? What happened to the kid? I got myself ready for work and as I was leaving I checked the lock on the patio door. It was still unlocked so I locked it and left. 

I had such a work load that I didn't think about him all day and it wasn't until I started home that I thought of him. I repeated the whole sequence with the lights, TV volume and all, even unlocking the patio door for him for the rest of the week and he never showed up. It wasn't until Saturday morning when I went for a walk around the neighborhood that I saw that his family was gone on vacation; a neighbor was collecting their mail. I stopped and asked how long they would be gone and found out they were due back Sunday night. Tomorrow night I thought excitedly as I walked on. I was just walking around the block and found myself getting more excited at the prospect of enticing him in; my nipples were even getting hard. I was sure he checked the patio door to see if it was unlocked when he was there so with that thought, I started my planning. 

Saturday quickly left and Sunday began. I could not get my mind off of what I had planned and I kept glancing toward the neighbor's house to see if they were home yet. If they got home early enough, maybe the kid would get whatever he needed to do to help unpack done and be able to sneak over when it got dark. I waited and waited trying to keep myself occupied. Finally getting late in the day, I saw their car arrive and I walked out to the yard to make sure I was seen. When the kid got out of the car, I started calling my kitty to make sure he saw me. He looked at me and I smiled back trying to give him the most sexy smile I could with out just coming out and telling him to come over tonight. Then I waited, watching behind closed curtains as night fell. This was the first time I had closed my bedroom drapes in a long time. I didn't want anyone to see us if he came over. When it was late enough, I unlocked the patio door and just to be sure he would see it and invite himself in, I left it slightly open. I saw all the lights had been turned off at his house, they had gone to bed early, so I turned off all my lights and headed to the bathroom, turning on the lights, hot water and opening the window just like I usually did. I was only going to shower this time and I was standing there undressing, excitedly humming to myself, and caressing myself enough to make my nipples hard and stand out when I glanced into one of the side mirrors and saw him looking in. I didn't want to spend a lot of time teasing him here in the bathroom this time and I didn't want him to get himself off either so I quickly began to shower. I could see him watching me, not moving from the spot he was standing in. I wanted to make sure he checked the patio door. I mentioned under my breath but loud enough for him to hear over the water that I had left the patio door open for kitty to come in and I had better not forget to close and lock it. 

As I shut off the water and reached for my towel, I looked at the window and saw that no one was there. As I was drying myself, I walked into the kitchen to check the patio door. It was closed and I could see it was locked. He is inside I thought. The excitement broke over me and I felt my body seemly go into overdrive as I felt my mound of passion quickly heat. The excitement, giving me goose bumps, hardened my nipples. I could feel the heat of my passion quickly swelling the gates of my love tunnel and moisture was already beginning to seep from there as I made my way to my bedroom. I turned on the bedside light to dim expecting to see him there but there was no one. I flicked back the blankets and lay there on the sheet waiting for him in the dim light, my body aching for him. I looked up at the doorway when I heard a soft noise and saw him standing there. It was then I spoke up and told him I was waiting for him and he needed to get undressed. He quickly removed his t-shirt but was so excited looking at me that he was fumbling with the button on his jeans. I finally had to get up and help him and as I slid his jeans down along with his shorts his hardened manhood jumped free. He was huge. Bigger than any I have seen. Too big for an inexperienced kid I thought and what fun I was going to have teaching him. I had never been able to see him outside when he was getting himself off but now that he was here, I wished I had found him sooner. He was taller than me so when I pulled him to me I had to look up to him as I kissed him. His hardness was pressing me in the stomach and I reached down and grasp it and using it, led him to the bed. I sat down on the side, holding him, marveling at his size. I was wondering if I could accommodate something of that size. Would he be able to get all of it inside me? I had both hands on him holding him and the swollen head stuck out above them glistening in the dim light. I couldn't wrap my fingers all the way around him, leaving about an inch of skin between my fingers and thumb. The head was huge and I wondered if I could get all of it into my mouth if I was to suck on it. Pre-cum was already swelling at its opening. I knew he wouldn't last long, his inexperience not letting him hold off the inevitable. He probably would not make it into me before he shot his load if I played with him too long. I brushed my tongue across his tip tasting him not really wanting to excite him any further and I thought he was going to shoot it right then. I grasp the base of it hard and squeezed hard stopping his flow from starting. 

I let go and lay back upon the bed as I spread my legs and reached up for him. I told him that he needed to go very slow as I had never had something so large enter me and he might hurt me if he slid himself in too fast. He crawled up between them and I guided him to me as I raised my hips to help him. I slid the engorged head of cock between my swollen lips of love and across my deep tunnel of passion several times wetting it. I probably shouldn't have done that, as he got more excited than ever. As he slide his engorged hardness into me, I felt so small and screamed as he started spreading me, pushing the head of his huge cock into me. Even though my swollen lips of passion were spread for him exposing my love tunnel, a love tunnel hot with the lust for him, he had to push hard to enter. I screamed again that he was hurting me as he slowly kept pushing and stretching me. I fought and tried to pull away from him, telling him he was too big but he held me down. He no sooner got the head in and was pushing his way in deeper when I felt him stiffen and begin his release, the muscles of his hardened shaft flexing as a huge hot load gushed into me. He lost it then, no longer having any control of what he was doing and quickly shoved himself in deeper and stopped when resistance was felt deep against my cervix. 

He cried out as his muscles spasmed and his hardness jerked while I screamed at his sudden shove into me. He hurt me and I had my legs locked around him and had my hands on his butt to keep him from moving. I could feel the muscles in his butt flexing as he pumped his passion into me. I held him to me as he drained; sobbing that he hurt me but as he lay still inside me it felt so good. 

When his flow subsided, he told me he was sorry that he hurt me and he came too soon and that he had not pleasured me like my boyfriend had done. I held him tighter to me and told him that it was OK. I wanted him to cum inside me and I was OK now that he was inside me and not moving. I told him that I had never had such a huge cock inside me before and he needed to go slow and let my body adjust to his size. I wanted to pleasure him, that I needed to feel him inside me and to feel him cum. Right now I just wanted to feel him inside me and let my body get used to his huge size. It was OK that I did not get off the first time. There would be plenty of time later. He was still hard after his release; I was squeezing him with my love muscles to keep him hard when he began to thrust. I locked my legs around him to slow him and told him to go very slow so I could feel every inch of him. I did not want his stretching me to hurt me any more. This he did, and I had never felt anything so wonderful. Each time he thrust in, it felt like he was pushing my stomach into my lungs and as he withdrew it felt like he was turning me inside out. There was pleasurable pain not the hurting pain I felt at first. The hard head of his cock and shaft rubbed firmly against my g-spot each time he moved in and out. Even with my legs flat on the bed he was hitting bottom. I could feel him rubbing my cervix and I knew I wouldn't last long either. The feeling was too intense. I was kissing him, crying to him, letting him know that each of his thrusts was giving me intense pleasure. I was thrusting up to him as he was thrusting into me, my body no longer feeling anything but the pleasure he was causing me. If his stretching me was hurting me, I no longer cared. I was a wild horse now bucking up to meet him, sweat pouring off me. His thrusting came harder and faster and it did not take long until I was in intense orgasmic ecstasy. My body screaming for release as it burst into quivering uncontrollable spasms. He held me tight as I tried to buck him off, holding himself deep in me as waves of pleasure passed over me. When I finally quieted down, he again started his slow thrusting, building up to his own release. I was spent and just wanted to feel his release into me. It didn't take long and I felt him stiffen and again release his hot load deep inside me and collapsed down on me. I knew this time he was spent and I held him to me until I felt him slip from me. I rolled him off of me as I looked at the clock. It was late and he needed to go home. I nudged him awake telling him he needed to get dressed and go home before he was missed. As he was getting dressed he leaned down to kiss me. I held him and asked him what his name was. 

"Mike," he said. 

"Sara," I said. 

"I know," were the words he said as he turned to leave.

"Mike, we need to be careful. Can I see you tomorrow to talk about this?" 

"Yes Sara, see you tomorrow."

"Mike, am I your first?"

"Yes," he replied.

"I thought so."

I fell into a deep satisfying sleep and didn't awaken until my alarm rang.

Monday morning I jumped out of bed, running to the shower. I didn't want to be late to work this morning and was worried about the clutter in my mind. What am I going to do? Mark will never forgive me if he finds out what I have done. What happens to me if someone finds out? I'm an adult screwing around with a teenager. This is statutory rape according to the law. I am supposed to know the law for god's sake. It's my job. I'll lose my job and go to jail. I'll lose my job and my neighbors. My parents will kill me. Shit, what have I done? Sara, Sara calm down and think this out. I was telling myself as I hit the shower. Come on, no one knows. We can keep a lid on this if we are careful. I need to have an understanding with Mike over this. We will talk about this tonight when I get home. Get hold of yourself Sara.

I quickly showered, dressed and headed out the door to work. I saw Mike watching me as I got into my car and he started to wave but caught himself. Crap I thought. This is going to be trouble. 

I tried to loose myself in my work but couldn't get my mind off Mike. I even tried to IM you Mark to see if that wouldn't get my mind off of Mike but you weren't on line. 

The day drug on and finally ended after what seemed like it had been running in slow motion. I headed towards home stopping at the mall to pick up a new blouse or something and give me time to think a little. I ran into Mike as I was getting out of the car. He was alone in the parking lot. He saw me and walked over to me. 

"Mike," I said to him, "Please get into the car." He did and when he was seated he tried to lean over to kiss me. "Mike no. We can't be seen doing that. Do you know how much trouble we can get into if someone sees us? I could loose my job and go to jail do you under stand?" 

"Yes, I do," he said. "I understand but does this mean we won't meet anymore?"

"No Mike, It just means we have to be very careful and plan out each encounter. Are you sure no one sees you leave your house when you come over? Is there any chance someone would look in to your bedroom and see you gone?" 

"Yea, there is that possibility but I have always tried to be careful. I would get into real trouble with my parents if they found out I was leaving my room after dark and sneaking out." 

"Well, now we have to be even more careful, if anyone found out we were having sex there would be hell to pay. Still, I don't want to stop. Will you be able to slip out tonight?"

"Yes, but I will make it a little later to make sure my parents are really asleep."

"OK Mike, you had better get out before some one sees us here." 

Both of us look around to make sure we don't know anyone and he gets out and leaves. I leave too, driving home forgetting that I was going to do a little shopping. I arrive home, leave the car and go into the house. I quickly change into shorts and a halter-top leaving off my bra. I hate wearing it and usually only wear one if I am at work. My breasts are small so I don't really need one. I like the freedom. Sometimes, depending upon what I am wearing I like to go with out panties but lately, I have found I am in need of wearing something to absorb the extra moisture that keeps seeping from my love tunnel. I quickly fix myself a bite to eat and decide after looking into the backyard that is was in real need of watering. I have neglected it for some time and things were wilting. When I was moving the sprinkler around, I looked at Mike's house and saw him standing at the window that was facing my yard. (Actually I have seen him looking out that same window before and I never really gave it any thought.) I assumed it was his bedroom. He was watching me and waved. I nodded back slightly waving my hand so only he could see. I thought if that is his bedroom, I could see how he can leave there with out his parents seeing him or hearing him. I had looked at that house when I was house hunting, it was a 3 bedroom that I could not afford at the time, and that room was the only bedroom on that side of the house. It would be easy to slip out of the window unseen or heard by anyone. It was well hidden from the street by a hedge and hidden from the other neighbors by their fence and mine. My fence was tall around my large backyard with a hedge of tall thick holly, and his window was the only one looking into it. All the other houses were too far away and everyone else would either have to look through a knothole or gap in the fence or stand on a ladder to see over it. In most cases though, the hedge would prevent them from doing that. I walked over to the area under his window with Mike watching me and looked at it. I could see where he was going through it. I knew there were several loose boards there and since there was a hedge also, I could see a path through it where he did a little trimming. I looked up at him and smiled and winked. In doing so, I also raised up my halter so he could have a peek. I thought he was going to fall out the window. I smiled and turned around to look back at what he could see of my yard. I never really thought seriously about it before but I could see he could watch my every move in the yard from his window and had been doing just that. I had been unintentionally teasing him all along with my sunbathing and skimpy clothing. His hormones must have been raging the whole time, no wonder he was sneaking into the yard and peeking into my windows after dark. 

I could see now that I needed to leave the lights off and the windows covered with heavy drapes so no light could shine through lighting up the yard. I didn't want his parents looking down from his window and seeing him in my yard. Tonight, when it was dark, I would close the drapes, turn on the lights and come out in the dark and make sure no light from my bedroom, bathroom, or dining room lighted up the yard. I turned back to look at him and smiled mouthing the words, see you tonight. 

It was already after 7:00 and would be getting dark soon. I thought to myself there would be no more time lost in long baths or showers; I should be ready for him when he shows up. Thinking that, I went in the house to draw a nice hot good smelling bubble bath, so I would be super clean and good tasting for him. Tonight I wanted to show him how the skills of his tongue and mouth could cause intense pleasure to me and get him super hot in the process. I drew the bath sprinkling lavender bath beads in the water filling the tub with a large amount of sweet smelling bubbles. Before I stripped, I walked through the house closing all the drapes so no one could see in. I made sure the patio door was unlocked and getting back to the bath, I stripped and slipped in enjoying the feeling. I lay there soaking until, I thought it was close to time for me to get out and check on the lighting to the back yard. I rinsed, draining the tub at the time, grabbed a large towel and dried. Wrapping the large towel around me, I left the bathroom turning off the light and shutting the door to make sure no light would escape into the back yard from there. I turned on the lights in the bedroom making sure the drapes were closed tight and putting on some slippers, walked to the dining room and slipped out the patio door wrapped in only the towel. I walked the full length of the yard checking the windows; not enough light could be seen from them to light up any part of the yard. Standing against my bedroom window, I couldn't see in and I didn't think anyone could see someone walking through the yard from what small light it emitted. Sound, that thought just hit me. What if someone can hear the moans and screams of ecstasy coming from it? Well, the walls were double insulated and the windows were double so there may not be much sound. I thought I had better check anyway so I went back to the bedroom and turned on the radio at full volume. I went out side to check and found that sound could be heard but not that loud. One would have to be standing against the window to hear it and as I walked away from it the sound faded so that when I was over 2 feet away; there was hardly any noise at all. Good I thought and walked back to enter the house. It was late and I saw the lights being turned off at Mike's house. Leaving the door unlocked I hurried back to the bedroom. I knew the time is getting close for the magical night. 

Mike slipped up behind me just as I entered the room and turned off the ceiling light leaving only the dim bedside light on. I reached down and turned off the radio just as he reached out to grab me. I didn't hear him because of the radio so he startled me and I jumped. As I turned, my towel dropped to the floor and I rushed into his arms. He was already undressed and fully hard, leaving his few clothes scattered down the hallway. I knew I was swollen and wet in anticipation but I knew he would increase my body's sexual lust. We made small talk as we kissed, holding each other tight. His hardness was making me hotter as it was pressed between us.