1 comments/ 27586 views/ 2 favorites Fantasy Frolick Ch. 01 By: anselsgirl Becky called the girls - "We have a job tonight - must get the room ready by eight." The room was in the back of Dora's Place - a place the locals liked to call 'Fantasy Frolick' where a man could call for an appointment in the morning and have his fantasies come true the same night. Becky and her girls were the best at their jobs - each one top of the line in their own field of expertise. Tonight...the fantasy called for a harem - so all the girls were called into play. They met at the room as agreed on at three that afternoon. First...the bed would need some updating. Tina brought fabric to decorate with - yards of tulle and silk. First, the tall wooden posters were attached - one at each corner. Then...the fabric spread over the top for a canopy, and finally, draped over the posters and held back with a length of gold cording. One could close the drapes for privacy - or not. Afterwards, rich, thick carpets of reds and gold's were placed on the floor of either side as well as the end of the bed. Large cushy pillows wrapped with cording and tied on the corners with gold tassels were tossed about giving the room a middle eastern feel. The walls covered with tapestries - hand made, woven with pictures of women in various stages of erotic appeal. Brenda was in charge of outfits for the girls - she laid them out on the bed so each could choose their own. I Dream Of Jeannie costumes with puffy pants cinched at the waist and ankle, but slit up the entire length of the legs. Tiny cropped tops, elasticized under the breast with long sleeves that matched the pants cinched at the wrist and puffy at the shoulder but slit up the sides. Another piece of silk to wear across the face hiding the nose and mouth leaving only the beautiful bedroom eyes revealed. Each girl barefoot with painted nails and a ring on two or three of the toes. At 7:45 the girls hurry to be ready - brushing each others' hair, chilling the wine, lighting candles and preparing the music for the girls dance. Finally - eight o'clock arrives - Dora points the gentleman in the right direction toward the 'room.' Brenda takes his arm and leads him inside - it is his fantasy as he looks around, the candles flicker, the scent is gentle, like a woman's touch and he is handed a glass of Pinot Grigio. "Sit," she tells him, "here on the pillow." And he thinks of how uncomfortable it will be to sit down there on the floor but it is actually quite nice as she puts another pillow behind him and a smaller one for his feet to rest on. She removes his shoes and socks, massages his feet for a moment then places them on the small pillow. Brenda leans in and whispers "Are you ready for the girls?" He replies with a nod of his head at which time Brenda signals the girls by turning on the music. Through the door come the gorgeous, young women - each one a vision - golden blondes, long haired brunettes, a redhead - he counts them as they come out dancing - one, two, three, four...five, six, seven. Seven - plus Brenda -- eight girls for his pleasure alone! Their hips move as a Hawaiian Hula dancer - arms slinking up and down, the sound of bells as they wiggle and jiggle around the room, around the bed, around him. One girl at each corner of the bed, grabbing the post and rubbing her body against it - up and down. Two rubbing against their fronts - two rubbing their backs, bending down, lifting up - swinging their bodies in a mock pole dance. The music slows and the girls gently sway; their costumes a mix of exotic colors as they keep time to the women's repetitions. Finally the music comes to an end, the girls scurry back through the door. Brenda takes him by the hand again..."Time for bed now," she says - "the girls need you". She leads him to the bed and quickly three girls dash through the door and come to him - Wendy unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it over his arms and she leans in to taste him, kissing his neck, his chest, sucking in one nipple then the other. Crystal unzipping his jeans, sliding them over his hips, down his legs, then his briefs go the same route until they are cast aside and he lays naked before them. She also leans in for a taste of his calf, tongue running upwards and back down again taking a moment on each leg. Linda comes up on the bed and stretches herself next to him, her fingers tickling over his chest, under his arm, down his side leaving behind a wave of goose bumps. Finally, they tell him to turn to his stomach - time for a massage. Linda licks the side of his cheek, gives him a wink and moves from the bed. Lisa pours the oil in her palm to warm it. She starts at his neck, rubbing, kneading, playing with the tightened muscles. Over his shoulders, his back, up, down. She makes a fist to rub harder loosening the stress. Over his ass, each cheek receiving special attention. (On the initial form when making a reservation for the Fantasy room there is a choice for either a massage or a bubble bath). The lotion helps Lisa's hands slide over his skin -- warming it -- she smoothes them over his thigh, kneading gently yet firmly -- the crook of his knee, down the calf to his foot. The ball of his foot, the arch, heel and each toe gets a slight dressing of oil and is rubbed to perfection until it has soaked in and softened his skin. Lisa tells him to turn on his back -- he can hear the other girls whispering among themselves as they peer from the doorway -- just loud enough -- he can hear them talk of how handsome and well-endowed he is. Lisa begins the second half of the massage at his temples -- her thumbs rub each side of his head -- his eyes are closed -- she leans over and kisses his forehead, his eyelids then brushes her lips across the bridge of his nose and he can feel her breath. She takes his hand and places it on her chest and he can feel the beat of her heart and sense the purr from her throat. She moves down his shoulders to his chest, fingers doing their important work. His stomach and sides. Lisa circles his erection for a moment, cups his balls just to let him know she knows what he is thinking. She moves down to the tops of his legs -- one at a time until both are rich and relaxed with her movements. Lisa has completed her job and she leans in to kiss him before she moves away. He holds on to her, arm around her waist, pulling her in to him and begs her to stay and finish. "But I am finished," she tells him, "my job is complete. But...be patient my friend -- you have yet to meet Carmen." Fantasy Frolick Ch. 02-03 Chapter 2 With the mention of Carmen, the side door opens again -- Wendy, Becky, Tina and Crystal come out together -- they form a small half circle like a secret service group as they surround Carmen to walk her to the bed. Carmen is obscured by the girls but he can see she stands taller than the rest. As the group arrives at the foot of the bed, the four girls move away. Standing there at 5 feet 10 inches is a ravishing, long-haired brunette with rich cocoa eyes, legs up to here, a chest that beckons any hot-blooded American male to drop his jaw at and long slender fingers that as he watches her she is using to slowly remove her barely-there clothing. The silk veil remains across her face and she stands there, hands on her hips. She turns her head to speak with Linda -- "Come here," she tells Linda, and Linda saunters over to where she stands. Linda brings with her a handful of pastel colored silk scarves -- pinks, blues, and pale greens. Carmen instructs Linda to tie the man to the bedposts. Linda starts with his arms -- the recipient complies and soon he is stranded on the middle of the bed at the mercy of these women. Once Linda is finished with this chore she comes back to Carmen's side and hands Carmen one of the scarves. The man on the bed has a bird's eye view of the girls as his head rests on two very plump pillows. Carmen begins to slide the scarf over her naked skin -- holding it on one corner it flows over her shoulders, down her chest -- she takes a corner in each hand and rubs it back and forth over her perfect ass, twisting her hips in a towel-drying motion. She bends down slightly, tosses the tip of the scarf over her foot and glides it up her million dollar legs. Finally she takes the corners again, places the scarf between her legs and gently pulls the scarf back and forth, running the soft texture over her pussy, back and forth until she begins to arch her back in throes of personal ecstasy. Linda moves behind her and reaches around Carmen's middle, rubbing her belly -- reaching up and cupping her breasts, grazing her thumb over first one nipple then the other until they both stand erect. The man moans on the bed. Carmen takes her scarf and slides it around Linda's neck -- she pulls Linda close and the two come together for a deep kiss. Tongues intertwining as Linda moves her hand back down, fingers tickling Carmen's belly, diving lower and slipping a finger into her sweet, wet pussy. In and out she moves it, deeper... then shallow, swiping at Carmen's clit with the tip of her index finger. Carmen reacts by thrusting her hips to the rhythm of Linda's finger. The kiss ends and Linda zeroes in to one of Carmen's breasts -- running her warm tongue around the very outside, flicking it over the erect nipple, taking it deep into her mouth. Carmen remains standing, eyes closed and she is swooning to the feeling of her body as it gives way to Linda's advances. Finally Linda removes her fingers and mouth, leaving Carmen flushed, excited and wet but it is time to move on so the two pull away from each other as Carmen regains her senses. Chapter 3 Carmen's breathing slows -- she takes a deep breath and opens her eyes. She raises her hand and snaps her fingers -- Tina, Wendy and Becky quickly come to her side. The girls are like a dance -- their moves and motives coordinated with each other as a fine tuned instrument. "Becky. Lights. Tina. Drapes. Wendy. Ties." Carmen gives the one-word instructions and the girls hurry about. Becky turns all the lights off leaving the room illuminated by candlelight alone. Tina unhooks the fabric from the bedposts and lets it fall, creating a sheer semi-private enclosure within the frame of the bed. Wendy goes to each corner and unties the scarves that bind the customer. Carmen snaps her fingers again...the girls dance their way around the room once more before disappearing through the corner door. Carmen eases open one of the bed drapes -- the man sits up in the bed, adjusts the pillows for comfort and waits. Carmen spreads her arms wide as she stands before him then does a slow pirouette. Her frame a picture of beauty and the customer finds it difficult to contain himself. Finally she comes to the bed and sits on the edge. "What is your pleasure?" she asks. The customer replies with a lick of his lips and with that she comes in for a long, slow, deep kiss. As they pull away from each other she leans in again and nuzzles his neck sending fiery pulses through his veins with her nips and kisses. Over his shoulders her lips caress and he reaches for her and begins to slide his hands over her soft, tanned skin. "May I have your permission to get comfortable?" she asks and with his positive response she moves herself until she is straddling his middle. Her hands begin to caress his chest, and she leans down and continues her delicate kisses, nipping his skin then raking her fingers through his wiry hairs. She lays her head on his broad chest for a moment and he strokes her hair, lacing his fingers through the strands as it lays spread across her back. This tender moment defines the unusual relationship as the customer acknowledges her unique responsibility. When the moment passes Carmen lifts her head -- her naked body shifting lower until she straddles the tops of his legs. "May I?" she requests as she takes his swollen cock in her hand. Again a positive response and she leans down to taste him, lowering her mouth until it covers the tip, then the shaft, until it touches the back of her throat as her lips touch all the way to his belly. He gathers her hair in his hands and lifts it off her face -- he watches as her sweet, hot mouth moves up and down, her fingers make a ring around the base and keeps rhythm with her mouth stroking up as her mouth comes down and down as her mouth retreats up. The sensation causes the customer to groan in satisfaction and his hips begin to move in harmony to the motion of her mouth. After a few moments Carmen lifts her head and her customer reaches for her -- twisting her around until she is faced away from him, her ripe ass mere inches from his face -- he pushes her forward a bit and he can see the pink folds of her naked pussy -- he smells the musky scent of its dampness and his mouth seeks the taste of this sweet fruit. His tongue reaches out, it slips between the slit of her core -- pushes inside, then out, around her clit and he covers her with his mouth, sucking -- pulling -- taking in the taste of her. She shows her approval by taking him in her own mouth again -- licking from base to tip, the sides, and lower -- his jewels, each one slides into her mouth as her tongue encases it whole, then between them and back up. They are both ready -- wet with anticipation, mind in overdrive and he turns her once more to face him. She straddles him on top -- her back straight, lifted high off the bed as she aligns her body with his. Carmen takes his beautiful hard-on in her hand and guides herself onto it -- easing down until he is fully inside her. She is on her knees -- either side of him and uses the strength of her legs to lift and dive -- over and over up and down she slides. Carmen moans loudly -- her customer matches her moves and together they are one for this moment. She reaches back with her hand and cups his balls as she continues the dance of her lower body. He reaches for her breasts -- squeezing them, rubbing the nipples and she tells him he is truly the best fuck she's ever had and wants to know where have you been all my life. She cannot believe the feeling that goes from her head to her curled toes, her body quivers with delight and in an instant he is sitting -- holding her tight, feeling every inch of her against him -- chest to chest, belly to belly as she continues her take off and descent. Each of them breathing heavy, minds racing and she feels him throbbing and tighten inside her as he comes close to his crescendo. She squeezes the walls of her cunt, and to him her tightness is like his first virgin... with a final push inside her, together their "Oh my God oh my God oh my God's" spill from their lips. The explosion between them is all consuming -- a powerhouse of greed escapes as Carmen tightens again to receive every drop he has to offer. When the moment finally calms he pulls her down with him -- she lays on top of him, he is still inside her. Their sweaty, glistening bodies still intertwined, but calming now -- breathing getting more relaxed until finally she lifts her tired body from his and lays by his side. She can tell her customer is satisfied with his fantasy. After a few moments, Carmen snaps her fingers -- through the door all the girls return. They carry bowls of warm water and soft washcloths and begin to clean the couple with gentle strokes. Once the job is complete they help Carmen off the bed and slip a robe around her shoulders. The customer takes her hand before she is whisked off through the now famous 'door'. "Thank you," he tells her and he spreads his arm to include all the girls. "No need to thank us," she answers, "believe me when I tell you -- it was our pleasure. And please...come again."