2 comments/ 54892 views/ 5 favorites A Woman's Fantasy By: Valenti It happened 2 years ago, I never planned it, it just happened. I was 38 years back then and had been married since I turned 18. I've never had an extra marital affair before but of course have considered it many times. I never strayed outside my marriage and I consider myself to be a great wife, mother and an excellent consultant. Sometimes in my line of work, my travels take me to remote areas of the country and on occasion, overnight stays are required. It was on such a trip that I ended up in Hurricane Mills Tennessee. Not very much there except for a motel, a gas station and restaurant/truck stop type place and a few odd small factories. It was seven in the evening and after a long day of travel and meeting with my client at one of those small factories for most of the day that I finally checked into the motel. As if it was such a great gesture on the motel's behalf, they included a coupon for one free drink at the bar for each night of stay. It really wasn't that great of a place but for the sake of not driving too far in the mornings, I chose to stay in Hurricane Mills. Before having diner, I thought I'd take advantage of my free drink at the bar. Needless to say the bar was empty except for another woman who I assumed was another guest, the bartender, and myself. After a few minutes at the bar, the other woman struck up a conversation with me and we exchanged small talk. She was in town on business as well and as a medical auditor for the state she explained, she travels extensively for her job. She was here to inspect the medical procedures at the local state penitentiary. She introduced herself as Julie and came across as very pleasant and well spoken. She looked to be in pretty good shape, rather tall and slender, with jet-black hair and a killer smile. We munched on finger foods and chatted until around 9 or so then we said our good nights and I retired to my room. It was the next evening that changed my life. Again I arrived back at the motel around 7 pm and thought I'd stop by the bar and have that free daily drink again before going to diner. Julie was there when I arrived she greeted me and motioned me over to join her. We each ordered a glass of wine and just sort of continued our chat from last night. By 7:30 we decided that we should have diner together since both of had not eaten yet. There was an Italian family owned restaurant just half a block away and we decided that would do, the street was well lit and we wouldn't have to drive. As we walked over, I was thinking it was nice, not to have diner alone for a change. It never fails, when a single woman on business goes into a restaurant or bar by herself, every swinging dick in the place figures she's out there to get laid. So tonight, I didn't mind the company. The restaurant was nicer inside than we expected. Once seated, we noticed all the tables covered with white linen and full silverware settings neatly laid out. The room was dimly lit with soft background music playing that added a rather nice romantic touch to it. We ordered a bottle of Chablis with our diner and clicked our glasses together before taking a sip. Julie and I talked about our husbands, kids, work, and health etc. I told I was 38 years old and she told me she was 45. It surprised since she looked much younger, I had her pegged at around 38-40, we woman do that all the time. It was incredible just how well we got along. We had the same views on such topics as abortion and child rearing. It was like we had been friends for years. We talked and had eaten a lot that night throwing our diets to the wind and we realized we had consumed all of the Chablis. We were on our second bottle when our entrée' arrived. I was having the veal Marcella and Julie chose the seafood Italiano. Now I'm somewhat outgoing but Julie was defiantly an extrovert. She had a way of drawing you in when she speaks to you and her mannerism makes one feel comfortable being around her. By the time we were done with our meals, Julie was awfully giddy and I was feeling no pain. The wine had played its tricks on us and we agreed that we were both a little shit faced. This was definitely weird. After diner we walked or should I say stumbled back to the motel. Lord knows we both needed the walk after a meal like that. We arrived, and discovered the small bar was closed for the night. It was rather odd since it was only 10:30 pm. What the hell! We said. What's going on? Julie suggested we go to her room, she had a couple of those little wine bottles that you get from airlines chilling in the fridge. Her room came with a small fridge and a microwave. I was a little tired but since it was only 10:30, I thought it was a good idea for half an hour or so. On the way to her room, we joked about how some guys can be such pigs all the while making pig grunt noises and we giggled like a couple of drinking college girls all the way to her room. Once in her room, I plopped down on the bed and put my feet up while she busied herself searching and opening those two cute little airlines wine bottles. We joked about their size. Julie poured each of them out into a glass handed me one. We held them up and said "cheers" and took a sip. As late as it was and realizing that I just a little too much to drink, I stretched further down against the back of the headboard, adjusted my skirt so it didn't ride high up my thighs and kicked off my shoes, "my feet are killing me" I said as I kicked my heels off. She turned slightly and said "if you don't mind, I'm going to get out of these things. I've been bound up in this monkey suit since 7 this morning. I didn't give her action a second thought since I myself was in the same situation not taking the time to change out of my work attire. Julie was wearing a dark blue skirt and jacket with a plain white blouse. It was a typical woman's business suit. She wore her skirt above the knees more on the short side, a little snug around her hips and thighs but still tastefully conservative and business looking. It looked great on her and she looked very professional. With her back to me, she began to strip and change into a robe. After she removed her jacket, skirt and blouse and was standing there in her panties and bra, I couldn't help but steal a peak and then scolded myself quietly for doing so. Julie was quite shapely for her age. She had little if any sags, and was very firm. I told her she's doing a good job of looking after herself because she looked great! and apologized for peaking. As she was putting on her robe with her back to me, she turned her head to face me and smiled. "I wish I could look that good!" I commented. "You look pretty good yourself, what are you talking about?" she said. I responded, "no way babe, you've been drinking!" "No really, your very pretty and your body looks fantastic." she said. I responded by saying "it's amazing how well clothing can cover up all the flaws." We both laughed. Maybe it was the wine that we had plowed back during diner but with her comment, I felt myself go flush. I felt butterflies in my stomach and felt that familiar wet warm feeling in my pussy. I knew we were a little wasted but I thought it odd for her to casually go ahead and change in front of me like that, we hardly knew each other. I think she caught me checking her out her out while she was changing but I wasn't worried about it. All I saw was the outline shape of her firm tight butt cheeks underneath her bikini panties. Was she flirting with me?, or is she a little too tipsy from drinking? I thought. Am I reading this right or am I just a little too drunk? Until this moment, I had never given a second thought about perhaps another woman coming on to me. Oh sure I've fantasized on many occasions that I was being eaten out by a woman while making love to my husband, but heck I never considered it to ever be a possibility. My thoughts were interrupted when she said, "you look real good Rose as she continued the conversation. You wear your clothes well and most woman would be envious." I was feeling strange by her comments, almost flirty if I could describe it. My mind began to wonder what it would be like to caress another woman, what would it feel like to kiss Julie. Crazy, sexy, and absurd thoughts were going through my mind a mile a minute and I guess I justified them as the effects of too tired and too much wine. Julie walked over to the other side of the bed, placed her glass on the end table and laid down on her left side facing me propping her head up with left her hand and elbow. She starred at me, I looked at her quizzically and smiled, "what?" I asked. She commented how nice my perfume was...."was it Claiborne?" she asked? I said, "Yes, you like it?" she shifted her body a little closer to get a better sniff and I noticed her bare breasts exposed from within her loose fitting robe. Her left breast was practically fully exposed in her attempt to shift closer. She must have slipped the bra off after putting her robe on. I was trembling at the site of her semi exposed breasts and now her face was just inches away from mine as she took a sniff of my neck to catch another scent of my perfume. "Mmm I love Claiborne," she said "it's one of my favorite" She started to tell me how much she enjoyed our diner together and how pleased she was to have made my friendship. "I never felt so at ease with another person after such a short period of time" she explained and I told her I felt the same way. Now more relaxed, I shifted to my right side supporting my head up with my hand and elbow to face her. She leaned over to me again, placed her arm on my shoulder and gave me a hug. I felt her breasts pressing slightly against my arm and my heart was throbbing a mile a minute. I could feel my soaked panties from my dripping pussy. Not believing of what might be happening I surmised it was just a sisterly type hug, but then her lips touched my neck as she commented something about my perfume again. I heard her say something but my mind did not comprehend. Still with her arm on my shoulder and her face just inches away from mine, Julie asked if she could kiss me. Surprised and excited, I froze as I was unsure how to react to this newly found emotion. I was in a daze. I tried to say yes but couldn't. Julie gently kissed me full on the lips and for a moment I remained dazed unable to respond. My free hand went to her waist and we pulled each other in to tighten our embrace. She kissed me and held me tight and trance like, I responded. By now I was beside myself enjoying this forbidden encounter. Julie broke the kiss off first and said "I've wanted to kiss you from the first moment I saw you Rose." She had never done this before and had been wanting to play out her fantasy for years" she explained "if I've offended you" she said, "please forgive me". "No not at all" I expressed, I feel flattered and excited." Julie placed her hand on my breast and we kissed, a deep passionate kiss as I moved my arms around her waist and tried to pull her even closer. Our kiss lingered and she began to undress me, slowly at first then I helped her. She removed her robe and we both lay on the bed with only our panties on. We were almost fully naked side by side rubbing our bodies together in boiling lust. Julie was a gentle aggressor as she moved her hand tenderly down to my now soaking wet pussy and began rubbing my clit through the panties with her fingers. She said "you're really wet down there" and with that we removed our panties. She took my hand and placed it on her drenched pussy. I glided my fingers in and out of soaking wet cunt, as we lay side-by-side with our tongues lashing furiously in and out of each others mouth. I came first. I had never cum that fast in my life and with such intensity. I rarely have orgasms! Julie came right after me and as she came, I sucked on her breasts feeling rather smug with myself that I actually got her off! We caressed and held each other for what seemed to be an eternity and she asked me if my husband ever goes down on me. I replied "yes, but not as often as I'd like him to" with that Julie began to suck on my breasts, kiss my stomach and lick my navel. She placed her mouth on my pussy and began to lick me there. I was screaming in delight as she paused and asked if she was as good as her husband. It was nothing like how my husband ever did it! I felt like I was being eaten for the first time! I came again and again with such intensity that I felt almost faint. It was amazing. She eventually let me eat her and by now I wanted to so badly. We spent that entire night eating each other out, holding, kissing, caressing and fist fucking each other till early dawn. Unfortunately the next day was a travel day for both of us and we had to part our ways. On my flight home, I couldn't help but notice how sore my poor little pussy and how pretty the stewardess were. We have phoned each other several times since then and got each other off over the phone but have never been able to get together. I look at woman now in a whole new way but I haven't perused any. I'm thinking of trying to seduce someone on my next business trip but in the meantime, it has spruced up my sex life with my husband and of course he doesn't know anything about it. Comments welcome. A Woman's Fantasy My name is David Powers and for the last year I have seen this woman's dreams and fantasies almost every night. I have no idea why they are mixing with mine. I don't know her or the little town of Lawndale. I'm now home from Iraq after being discharged from the Marine Corps, of which I spent the last six years of my life. I have no idea why I see her in my dreams or this sleepy little town, but I intend to find out. Maybe this is a nice place to live, this town of Lawndale. Now I will tell you about Rosemarie, and how we met, and became lovers. Rosemarie Sands, Rosie to her friends is an older woman who seems to be a very lovely lady. She has led a very lonely and unfulfilling life, but still seems to be quite happy. Rosie is the sweet kind, who could be your Aunt, or neighbor. Some one with a pleasant smile, and a kind word, always happy to see you. She stands about 5'2"inches she has total gray hair, and weighs maybe 140 lbs. though you would never know by the clothes she wares. Rosie belonged to the garden club, she played cards every Thursday with the girls. Rosie is a fifty something woman nothing to special in looks department, but she has a lovely smile, shes not very fat or skinny. In fact you really can't tell what her real shape is. One thing though her ass does look kind of plump and round. Rosie was married once to a young man who left for work one day six months after they were married, he never returned. It broke her heart, she has not been with a man since. The only sex she has had, comes from a vibrator or her fingers. That was thirty years a go. No sex with male or female, ever since her husband left. Rosie waited for Glen to come back to her, for five years. Her mother finally convinced her to give him up, move away, and start her life over. Rosie did, here in Lawndale, some twenty years ago. Rosie has a small house with two bedrooms and a big kitchen which is just right for her to entertain her clubs. Rosie's parents passed away not long after she had moved here, which left her quite well off. Rosie does keep herself busy, she left no time for men in her life. When people asked as some would tend to do, if she was ever married. Yes, when I was young just say she is divorced. Most people didn't even know that Rosie had been married before. That divorce has soured her on any more marriage. Most of the husbands think of Rosie more as a sister than anything else. This she likes in a way, it avoids any entanglements with some one else's husband. Rosie's only sexual adventures come at night, and in her bedroom when she is alone. She does not give in to her wanting desires always. But will lay often in desperation as her fingers and vibrator strive to reach her ultimate goal. Rosie still dreams of Glen, the only man she has ever known, this has been her only experience with sex and she loved it. She did anything Glen asked her to, why did he leave her, that question has always haunted her. Even now on the verge of her orgasm, she will scream in anger and shame at the same time. This was an unusually strong orgasm that caught Rosie off guard, she really was surprised at the intensity of the orgasm, the fact she lost the picture of Glen in her minds eye. This has never happened before, is this some kind of omen, she looks at the clock, 3am I've never played with myself this long ever. God am I loosing my mind, then Rosie lays back down sated, and will now sleep and dream anew. This time Rosemarie your dream will be fulfilled. You dream of a young man who will fulfill your every fantasy. The Dream For the last year I've been in Iraq, not knowing what lay ahead for me, other than this silly dream, I keep having about this sleepy little town, and this older woman and her dreams. I keep watching them, how she reaches for her satisfaction, but is always denied. Why am I seeing this, and what has it to do with me. I know this poor woman needs some special attention to help her out of the doldrums, this I can do and I would be more than happy too. And this last year watching Rosie Sands nightly adventures. Some of it has been real enjoyable, others almost have brought me to the point of tears. It's been two days since Rosie has had her dream and she is still smiling about it. It seems to have carried over for these last couple of days. Right now though Rosie could use some help getting her lawn mower started. It just doesn't want to start and her grass needs to be mowed and trimmed. Rosie looks like she is going to pull her arm out of its socket, when a young man walks up and says may I help you. Rosie looked at the young man and said yes, I can't seem to get it started. She smiled, stepped back and for the first time in her life, her pussy became immediately drenched. Rosie could not believe this is happening. This wonderful young man who seems to be about 6 feet around 190lbs. Who looks like so fit, just comes to my aid. I must be dreaming. I know I've seen him before in my dreams, I know I have. That smile, those brown eyes, the brown hair, "Oh god it's him." The lawn mower starts, the young man adjusts the throttle on the mower for Rosie. He tells her it was stuck open, the choke wouldn't work right, but it will now. Rosie says, may I give you something for your help. I do thank you very much, a cold drink perhaps. By the way my name is Rosemarie, but everybody calls me Rosie. My name is David Powers, I like to be called Dave, "I'm home from Iraq, I have been in the Marines for the last six years." I've just been discharged and now, "I'm going to start my own landscaping business with money I have saved." Rosie why don't you let me cut that grass for you, I can have it down in no time at all. Oh thank you Dave, but that wouldn't be right for me to impose on you like that. How's about that cold drink you promised. Then we will talk about the yard work, OK Rosie. "Lady you are a sweetheart." My pussy is getting wetter and wetter, I've never known anything like this in my life. Ever since I laid eyes on this young man, god how my pussy yearns for him. "I look at him with wanting eyes, I now feel afraid that I might do something stupid." Oh god how can anybody be this horny Rosie, "I think to myself." I woke her from her reverie, and asked for that cold drink again. I asked Rosie if she was alright, she said yes, then came back with the ice tea for me. Listen I said to her, I'll do the yard work for a good dinner, how's that, fair enough. Dave that seems more than fare, but are you sure you wouldn't rather have the money. Nah a good home cooked meal is hard to find, I can make money any time. I'll come by tomorrow and get the yard done. Little did I know that this would be the start of a few sleepless nights, dreaming of Dave and what I wanted to do to him, and him to me. Several of the ladies remarked how nice my yard looked, as Dave was finishing up the trimming. All of them asked me, where did you find so handsome a young man to do you work. And they did with a smile and a wink. I said, "Dave found me," so it was more fun that way. Tonight will be another story as Dave will dominate her dreams like no other man ever has. I finished the yard and Rosie said how great it looked. My yard has never looked this good since I've moved in here, you are just great Dave. I looked at her and smiled, and said "I'm not bad with other things also," and winked at her. Rosie looks at me, as she all of the sudden caught my meaning. Rosie turned a bright shade of red, a big smile came on her face as she said, you are a naughty boy and kissed me on my cheek. I looked at Rosie, and "squeezed her backside over the fence where nobody could see me, remember it takes a naughty girl to know a naughty boy Rosie, and I do hope so." I walk away, and remind Rosie, Friday night is Dinner night for the yard. I wave and said see yah Rosie. He still has this big grin on his face. Of course I loved it, I'm the one who put it there. "My panties are so wet I can smell my own aroma, and for the first time in my life, I think it really smells good." I put on these little silk pink panties I've just bought yesterday, and as I change, I taste my own juices, I now believe I even taste good, I want more of myself and plunge three fingers into my wet hole and now works up a lather. Oh god, "I'd give anything to have that young man for one night." Oh Friday night, can not come quick enough for me. I'm in my bedroom using everything I have to try and put out that fire David has started. Laying here on my bed, I only have my tiny night gown on, no panties or bra. My 36c's are what you would call swooper's, they droop some but the nipples still points sky ward. I do need to use that lawn mower on my snatch. To really find my pussy you have to go on safari, I have a heavy bush and it is totally gray. That night I came to pick up some tools that I needed for the next day. I went back to the side of the house to pick up my trimming shears for tomorrow, when I heard Rosie's voice. My curiosity over came my good sense, and I peeked into the window, to see her laying on the bed, finger fucking herself, calling my name, as she is trying to reach orgasm. Man this is hot, and just think we'll be having dinner in a few days. I sure could use some hot ass like Rosie's, if she is willing to give it up. It's been awhile since I've been able to get a little bit, so this seems as good a time as any, like now. I knew better to hang around and maybe spoil everything. So I got the heck out of there, "Rosie did look hot and tasty." Rosie has had nothing but sleepless nights, she was doing her pussy constantly. God this is all new to her, she has never been this horny before. It just drives her mad but she still wants some of that young man. Friday arrives, Dave comes to the door about 730pm, gives me a bottle of Rose and a small bouquet of flowers. He kissed me on my cheek then my lips and said I know this Dinner will be worth it. I look at Dave, and say thank you very much Dave, you did not have to do that at all. This time it was myself who kissed Dave on the lips and it was a kiss filled with passion. Both Dave and I felt that electricity run thru our bodies. Dave asks me what are we going to have for dinner. "Meat, fish, or each other." Any of the three are perfectly alright with me, and a big smile came across his handsome face. I said, I would start dinner, dessert would be later. My face turned red, a sneaky grin came upon my face as my eyes twinkled and sparkled at Dave. I was wearing a cornflower blue and yellow sun dress that I had just bought. My hair was done in a French roll and really looked fantastic. The color looked a beautiful blue-gray, the hair did match my eyes, and the open toed sandals I was wearing set everything off just right, hair, dress and all. Dave said to me Rosie, may I say you are the loveliest "Lady" I have ever met. You look lovely tonight, "I would not have missed this for the world." I smile, and say thank you David, and went into the kitchen, close the door. I lean against the door, tears start to stream down my face, washing away my makeup. These are not tears of sadness, but tears of absolute joy, "that a young man like David can treat me so well at my age, it's beyond believe." This is my dream come true, I do hope nobody awakens me. "Can this ever make up for thirty years of heartache." There's a knock on the door, Dave asks if everything is alright. Rosie I'm still waiting for my wine, he says as he chuckles through the door. I open the kitchen door after wiping my tears away, handing him a glass of wine. Dave asks, have you been crying Rosie, have I done something to upset you? Oh no David, I say to him, I was cutting onions, it was unusually strong, that's why the tears. No, you have done nothing to up set me, on the contrary you have been most wonderful. Then I gave him a long extended kiss on his lips, which again both of us really enjoyed. I said Dave, if we keep doing this, dinner will not get cooked, so go sit down. We ate and the dinner came out perfect. Rosie the dinner was excellent, a nice T-Bone which is my favorite. Plus a good Chocolate Moose for dessert. Dave said to me Rosie, that meal was worth every blade of grass that I cut from your lawn, thank you. Now one thing would make this night perfect, I grab Rosie by her arms, pull her to me. Rosie now for that dessert you promised. I squeezed her lovely round ass and pulled her to me letting her feel my manhood hoping to start her fire burning within. I feel his hard body against mine, now his erection is pushing against my stomach. Dave is now kissing me with such passion as I have never felt before, his tongue is probing for mine and I for his. My body is on fire, for the first time in my life I can feel the passion flowing through me, from my toes to my breasts. My pussy is so wet I think I've peed myself. How can you get this wet, I'm too old to be this excited, "Oh David you beautiful young man what are you doing to me." I'm having a hard time breathing, I feel his hands fondle my breasts, my nipples have become so hard, I don't think they will ever become soft again. I reach down and fondle his stiff cock. I'm thinking, Oh god yes, a real cock, it has been so long, Oh how good it feels. Lets go into the bedroom I tell her, and we head to Rosie's room. Dave Pulls the thin straps from the sun dress off my shoulders, he lets it drop to the floor. I have on a half bra pink in color, front hook and Dave smiles as he unhooks it as my face turns red. I place my hands over my breasts, I guess a natural reaction for most women. It has been so long since anyone has seen these tits, but Dave grabs my hands, and says they are lovely Rosie, "You should be proud of them." There are a lot of young women who don't look that good believe me. He leaves on my matching pink panties, smiles, those we will save for last. It's my turn Dave, so I unbuttoned his shirt, removed it and looked at his lovely chest which had a couple of nasty scars. I asked Dave where he got those. He said two Purple Hearts, I couldn't duck quick enough. These are reminders from the Camel jockeys in Iraq. I then pulled his pants and briefs down also. His erection was staring me in the face. God his cock was thick, maybe 2&½ inches in diameter, the head shaped like a bell and about 3 inches across. I just stroked that beautiful cock it looked so powerful, and ready for action. God what woman would not want to possess this beautiful instrument. Oh Dave, it is so beautiful, I want to taste it and give you all the pleasure I can. It has been thirty years Dave, since I've tasted a real cock, and I do want to taste yours. Oh Yes Dave, this is my dream come true. I do need you to make love to me Dave. Go a head Rosie enjoy yourself it has been a long time for the both of us. Show me woman, let me see what you can do, let me see just how good a cocksucker you really are baby. Then Rosie dear, I will show you the pleasure you have long been missing in your life. Rosie, I will show you sweetheart, that sometimes dreams do come true. I will show you oral sex at it's finest. You will cumm like never before in your life Rosie. I stroked Dave's cock and now run my tongue over the head. I had to stretch my mouth quite a bit to get down on it. That cock head is something else when you try and swallow that dick. I had to take my time, letting that cock slowly make its way down into my mouth. I slowly sucked on the length of Dave's shaft but the head being so big, made it almost impossible to get to the whole shaft. I taste Dave's precum and I love it . Glen never tasted this good, this young man could be habit forming. I'm now stroking and sucking and picking up a good rhythm, I am so lost in the sweet taste of Dave's cock, that I am oblivious to everything else around me. I have never suck a cock like this before, bobbing my head up and down sucking in the sweet taste of it like a vacuum cleaner. I've never had any woman suck my cock with this type of fervor. Rosie, is sucking me slow and deliberately, and so much better than any woman has ever done before. Now my balls start to tighten as I'm ready to explode. Even though it has been over thirty years, I still haven't forgotten how a man cumms, I just hope I remember how to swallow. I hope his cumm is every bit as good as his precum. I feel him ready to explode and I want it all. I now explode, I grab her ears and pull her mouth down onto my cock as far as it will go, as I cumm down Rosies throat, I do give her a healthy load, after load, which she finally no longer can handle. I hear her moan as she sucks down every drop she can. Rosie has grabbed my ass cheeks, and is pulling herself into my cock. I just can't believe she is taking this thing as far as she has. "No one has ever done that to the head of my cock." She has to pull off and taken some of my cumm in her mouth, but she loves the taste and wants more. She says, "Dave I want to do that again, you taste so wonderful." She reaches up and gives me a soft kiss on the check. I never even swallowed this much cumm even for my Glen, but then again, Glen never tasted this good either. God I think I peed myself, I have so much juice running out of my pussy. I even orgasmed when you came down my throat, it was unbelievable. I grab her and kiss her lips, I say now let see what you have. It is my turn, I love to eat pussy, so woman get up on this bed, for you are now my human sacrifice. I now pull those panties off and tell her I wasn't to far wrong, I may have to go on safari just to find it. Rosie I know a good barber. She smacks me on my arm we both just laugh, I reach up and kiss her. I then start by caressing her breasts, then suck on each tasty nipple, going back and forth as her moans increase. I'm making little circles as I kiss my way down to her monds, then I start going up and down each side of her vagina lips, then sucking on them as I can, the hair makes it hard to really suck on them the way I would like, but that can be changed later. There is one thing though, her clit is so big it is easy to find, hair or not. My tongue is going in and out of her pussy and her juice taste great. I grab her clit with my lips and started humming, I put a finger up into her ass at the same time. I keep my tongue running through her pussy lips and suck up all that wonderful juice I can. The next thing I knew Rosie was screaming Oh god, Oh god, I'm cumming, Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, Oh god, Dave, Oh god,Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. I watched Rosie stiffen like a board then just drop on the bed. She was fucking my fingers, pussy and ass at the same time. Rosie had one glorious orgasm. She had my head locked between her thighs, and her hands were pulling my hair. She was out cold, I could not believe it. She must have had the most intense orgasm of her life. I finally got free and grabbed a wash cloth with cold water, wiped her fore head and she came around. Rosie are you all right I was a little worried about you. Why, what was wrong, I'm fine Dave, "that was the most divine orgasm I have ever experienced in my life." "Do you make all of your women cumm like that David." No Rosie, only special ones, of which you happen to be. I'm glad you had that orgasm, now when we get to the good stuff, "I'll have the paramedics standing by." We just looked at each other and laughed, then kissed each other with sweet tenderness. My cock is not to long only 6&1/2inches but it is perfect for everything. Whether you want to suck it, fuck it, in your pussy, or ass, it gives any woman pure pleasure. I learned how to use it by the time I was 17 years old, I haven't stopped learning yet. Now at twenty four I'm very experienced, I have learned much in my travels over the last six years in the corps. I intend to make Rosie a new recipient of that experience. I see her juices flowing out of her pussy and down over her rosebud, I take my tongue and start to run little circles around her anis. Rosie starts to moan and call my name. Oh David what are you doing to me, I keep my tongue putting pressure on her ass. She is now moaning even loader, squirming around on my finger as I probe deeper. My finger is all the way into her ass, she wants more. There's a bottle of oil next to the bed on the night stand, and I grab that, pour some on my fingers. I then push the two middle fingers into Rosie's asshole as she squirms and moans, Rosie tells me how good it feels. A Woman's Fantasy I never knew having something up your ass could feel this good. It hurt at first with out the oil, but now god it feels really good, and I think I'm going to like this. Glen tried this but never made it feel this good and his cock wasn't as big as yours. Maybe as long but not as big or as beautifully shaped. Dave are you going to fuck me in my ass? "I reply yes." I now watch as Dave oils his cock up especially that big head. He puts three fingers in my asshole, now pours more oil on them, to make sure my ass is well lubed. Dave pulls out his fingers as I now watch as he tries to push that big fucken head of his cock into my ass. Dave says to me, Rosie you must relax, once I get passed the sphincter muscle you will love it. There, he says to me as the head of his cock popped into my asshole. Now relax for a minute sweetie and you will begin to enjoy this ass fucking. Oh Dave, nothing I have ever done has ever prepared me for what I am feeling right now. I squeeze my ass muscles, and I feel how good it is for Dave, he knows how good it must be for me. I start pulling that head deeper into my ass, I feel Dave now push with me. He pulls back until I trap the head with my muscles, he pushes deeper until its pubis against pubis. Oh Dave this is heaven, I can not believe you can feel this good being fucked up the ass. We continue our rhythm, as we both enjoy this to the max. I pick up the speed and start to cry harder Dave, fuck me harder. Push that cock all the way into me, fuck me you beautiful man, make me cumm. I want to feel that cock explode in my asshole, faster Dave, faster, harder, I scream at him. Oh my god Dave, I'm going to cumm, I'm going to cumm Dave, I scream again, you are in my ass and I'm going to cumm Dave. Oh Dave, Oh Dave, God Yesssssssss, fill my ass with cumm Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss, as Rosie's body arches again and she falls onto the bed. At the same time she has brought me to a climax with her. My balls tighten, I could feel the pressure build in the vains of my cock, as I know that I'm ready to give this lovely woman just what she wants. Then I feel myself explode with load after wonderful load into Rosie's bowels. Rosie had arched her back but she still had her legs locked around my neck and her sphincter muscle had my cock trapped in her ass. We must have laid like this for twenty minutes as Rosie's sphincter kept squeezing my cock just behind the head, this way she could pull my cock in and out of her ass at will. I can't get out unless she lets me. I have found it does not pay to piss these women off, when you are in there ass, they may keep you in there for hours, I know from experience. I try to sooth and warm their senses, keep them smiling, have that feeling of euphoria about them.Rosie pulls my still hard cock from here ass, wipes the head off. "Hmmmmm that was wonderful Dave," do you make house calls often, Rosie has this little grin on her face as she is kissing the head of my cock. Rosie is squeezing my cock as she puts it back into her ass, and pouring more oil onto it, she is now smiling. I can feel her still pull the head of my cock in and out as her muscles want to pull me deeper into her ass. When you answer remember I have a strangle hold on your cock. She gives me a peck on the cheek and smiles. Rosie you are a naughty girl and I may have to spank you. Is that a promise Dave, I'm going to hold you to it. Rosie so why don't you let me go, you can make us some tea, have a light snack, then we can finish for the night. Maybe start over in the morning, don't you think that sound's good. I want you to fuck my ass one more time Dave, I want to feel you explode in there with that hot cumm of yours. I never knew it could give me orgasm's with such intensity, please Dave one more time, lay me on my back and drive that cock home lover. WE drive in and out like a piston of a steam engine, Dave is magnificent, his cock drives me crazy when it hits my sphincter, I squeeze around it, god I love that feeling, and by the look on Daves face he does too. How can any woman not love what this man does to them. All of the sudden we both stiffen and I feel Dave's cumm explode in my bowels, then I cumm at that same time through my clit and pussy oh god it was really a powerful orgasm. How does he do that, Oh my, "I feel like I've gone to heaven." Dave I'm afraid to let you go, I'm afraid I'll wake up and this will all be only a dream, or I'll never see you again if I turn you loose. Dave I am so afraid. She now has tears running down her face, I wipe some of the tears away with my fingers, I tell Rosie that this will not be the last time they will make love. I will please you every way there is Rosie. Now go make the tea, before we both start and we flood the bedroom. I see her smile as she heads for the kitchen, watch her ass jiggle also. I know I will have to get more of that wonderful ass of hers. Rosie comes back into the bedroom with a tray of tea, oatmeal cookies and a warm wash cloth. She washes me down, asks me how do I take my tea. I say just a little sugar that is all. We sit and she tells me about herself, how Glen left her after six months. I said to her Rosie that boy did not know what a good thing he had. I then told her about my years in the Marines and where I served. We finished our tea, set things aside. I now grab Rosie, kiss her with as much passion as I have ever kissed any woman before. My tongue searched and found hers as we were locked in each others embrace. My hands now found her full breasts as I squeezed them and fondled her nipples. I felt them stiffen and knew she was very sensitive to the touch as I now ran my tongue over each one, making sure the air would cool the wetness from my mouth. Rosie was moaning, saying my name over and over as I put more pressure on her pendulous breasts and those stiff nipples. I kept licking my way down over her stomach thru her belly button, then down into her valley of love. As I got closer to her pussy she was moaning, Dave please fuck me, please fuck me Dave. She was wetter than a fountain, her juices had the bed wet as hell. I sucked her pussy then went up onto her clit, she cried out Oh god Yessssss. I knew she had cumm, so I pulled my self up onto her. Rosie wrap your legs around my back sweetheart, as I crawled between her legs my cock was as stiff as I can ever remember, I pushed the head into her pussy mouth and I could feel it trying to stretch to accept my girth. It was a good thing she was so wet. I did take it slow and easy as not to hurt her. Finally my cock was in, I let it rest a few minutes so she could adjust to it. Like I said my cock may not be that long, but it is thick with a good size head and you do need time to adjust. Rosie now starts to pick up a nice slow rhythm that she seems to enjoy. Oh yes Rosie this is very good sweetheart, "I like the way you fuck woman." I'm telling her to keep squeezing that pussy it feels so good I want her to milk the head of my cock just with those muscles. Dave that cock of yours is wonderful, I can squeeze the head just using my pussy muscles, I love the way they wrap around your cock. I can pull you all the way into me, with out moving anything except my pussy muscles. Oh Dave this is so good, I never thought I'd ever have any one fuck me like this. Your cock feels so wonderful in my cunt. I want you to fill it up with as much cumm as possible. Make me cumm all night Dave. Let me suck your beautiful balls completely dry. Oh god fuck me Dave, pound me as hard as you can, make me cumm. Ram that cock into me, fuck me Dave, Fuck me Harder, much much harder. Ram it to me Dave, I'm almost there, make me cumm. I now too, am thinking I'm about to cumm, also as the pressure builds in my balls. I'm pounding away at Rosies cunt for all I'm worth, giving her everything I have as I am now on the verge, we may both cumm at the same time. I hear Rosie scream Dave I'm cumming, Oh god Dave I'm cummingggggggggggggggggggggggggggg. I feel Dave's cumm splash off my pussy walls and his cumm is so warm, feels so good that I was hoping it would never stop. Oh how wet and warm it feels, god I love this feeling in my pussy. Cumm more Dave, cumm more. This is something I have never experienced in my life before, I'm glad Dave came along to at least show me there are men who do know how to make love to women, and treat them the way they should be treated. At that same time my balls exploded and I pumped rope after rope of heavy cream into Rosemarie's tasty pussy. Even for the third time tonight this was quite a load, I could feel her muscles milking my head for every drop of cumm. The feeling was absolutely outstanding, this guy Glen had to be gay, there is no way he could leave a great piece of ass like this. Plus she is one of the loveliest persons to boot as well. This is heaven, this is what it feels like to make love to a good woman, not bad for only being home a week. I really like this "Lady" she is a sweetheart, "plus she can fuck." We lay in each others arms with the feeling of euphoria as we kiss each other. Rosie asks me Dave how old are you, I respond I'm twenty four and I think I'm old enough to know what I'm doing. Now I know better to ask a woman how old she is so I will not. But one thing for sure, you are going to shave that snatch and wax it. "I love bald pussy," "You have a big beautiful clitoris that you should show off." We'll go first thing tomorrow morning, I know the perfect person to take you to. Rosie one thing though your neighbors are going to say that you have been a naughty, naughty girl. Oh yes Dave. isn't it wonderful, then they kiss each other as Rosemarie has finally had her Dream come true. Let's shower Dave, I would like some of that all day sucker of yours. They both are smiling as they head arm and arm into the bathroom. This could really be a fun night. A Woman's Fantasy Fulfilled A few years ago I connected online with a very imaginative and highly sexed woman. Through correspondence we found that we shared many fantasies and jointly decided to meet for an evening of enjoyment. It was beautiful and exciting. Afterward we collaborated on writing down what we did and what we felt. The relationship went on for a couple years and involves many, many terrific memories. This account was titled by "Sarah" (both our names are fictional in the story). * * * * * When I answered the anonymised ad in the "Singles Partyline" and was attracted by the mystery lady's words. I never knew that she would one day begin to reveal to me her innermost desires and fantasies. I am 48 years old and have known many women but have never known one who would open up her libido like a book. I have always been fascinated with the fact that women have fantasies but keep them "secretly clothed". Although a woman may bare her body for you I have found it rare that one will bare her soul. As Sarah and I began to correspond via e-mail, I was fascinated with her free expression of her inner-most sexuality and fantasies. In my wildest imagination I never thought we would actually ever meet, touch and hold each other in our arms. FROM SARAH: ***I responded to his reply with a little hesitation. He had a refreshing sense of humor and if nothing else, would make for an interesting e-mail friend. I am 34 and didn't realize then, that within two weeks, this man would have me totally intrigued. FROM JIM: ***If someone had told me that only a couple weeks after making e-mail contact with Sarah we would be together in a motel room fulfilling one of her fantasies I would not have believed it. Our e-mail correspondence was the first thing to take an interesting turn. Sarah suggested that we compile a fantasy together, in writing, by each of us adding segments. "The Sales Call" which I have posted here is the actual compilation of our story we wrote together. FROM SARAH: ***With our frequent writings, we had talked about everything under the sun. Our last topic of conversation was fantasies. He had asked about mine and I told him about a situation I had often thought of. His reply was that of a similar situation. I wondered what would happen if the two were combined, and suggested we give it a try. FROM JIM: ***At the beginning of our e-mailings we agreed that we would not meet. About ten days later when we had compiled this hotly erotic story together, Sarah told me that although she had said she did not want to meet initially that she was having a change of mind. She said she had thought of a fantasy which she had and which she was considering fulfilling with me if I were willing. She asked me how much of a risk taker I was and I told her I like adventure. FROM SARAH: ***Throughout our writings, I found that we were very much alike. After initially not wanting to meet, I began to realize that this particular man could very well play a very important part in a fantasy which I have had for some time. But would he be willing? This was not an average fantasy, and not one to which just any man would agree. He would be taking a risk of being put into a situation where he wouldn't know whether or not he liked it until it was too late. FROM JIM: ***Sarah's fantasy was that she wanted to meet me *just for sex* without ever having met face to face beforehand. She said she had other "surprises" if I were interested. FROM SARAH: ***The fantasy in my mind was becoming more and more vivid and the thought more and more intriguing. But there was a problem. In order for it to work, I couldn't tell him all the details. For if I did, it would not be spontaneous, and the fantasy would become just another play. He would have to trust me. Could he? Would he? I knew I would have to *make* him interested, so I created a few "catches" in order to appeal to his curiosity. FROM JIM: ***Thoughts began flashing through my mind. Positive thoughts included the knowledge I had gained of Sarah that she was a highly erotic and expressive woman. She not only had fantasies but could describe them in some detail and with clarity. Negative thoughts included the possibility that Sarah had fantasies because there was something "undesirable" about her. She might be physically unattractive in some way or might have a severely low self image. FROM SARAH: ***Before approaching him with this, I wondered what he would think of me, and what he might think *I* thought of myself. I also thought of the possibility that we might not be physically attracted to one another upon meeting and decided to read over our previous letters. I was definitely attracted to this man and I told myself it didn't matter what he looked like. But what if he didn't feel the same way? I eagerly awaited his reply. Adventure won. FROM JIM: ***After weighing all the possibilities (including that she might be "dangerous") I decided that I was truly an adventurer. I began to adjust my business travel schedule so that I may schedule the meeting. Several days later it was scheduled and I was driving to a motel in a suburb of a large Midwestern city. FROM SARAH: ***He agreed and the reservation was made. There were some last minute preparations which would have to be taken care of. I scheduled the day off in order to assure things would go smoothly. FROM JIM: ***Sarah and I were to meet at a nice motel located in a middle class suburb at an interstate highway exit. I was somewhat familiar with the area. As I drove toward it on the interstate I was surprisingly calm. I was thinking positive thoughts about meeting Sarah face to face or "body-to-body" as it were. FROM SARAH: ***Packing my overnight bag, making sure I had everything, I was much more calm and together than I had anticipated. This would be a good night. On the way to the motel, I made a few stops. We would need something to drink and something to eat, nothing alcoholic, this was a night for sobriety, a night we'd want to remember. The food had to be light, so fruit (grapes and strawberries) was an excellent choice. FROM JIM: ***Sarah had told me that her fantasy centered around the scenario that we would meet in the room in such a way that we would not lay eyes on each other until we were totally naked in each other's arms. She also said there was another surprise having to do with our "initial conversation". I, of course, wondered what Sarah looked like. Was there a reason she did not want to make eye contact before we made body contact? I wondered. Did it matter? I decided not. She had given me instructions on locating her car in the motel lot and how to enter it and get the room key and further instructions from an envelope she would have there. In my mind's eye I envisioned going to her room and that she would be in the bathroom with the door closed as I disrobed. We would talk about something, I didn't know what. Then, I would open the door to the bathroom and she would be standing there naked and we would embrace. That is the image I had. Although her physical attributes were a wondrous mystery I knew it wouldn't matter either way because Sarah had proven to be a wonderfully erotic woman. FROM SARAH: ***As I entered the room and looked around, a few adjustments to the original plan would have to be made. Nonetheless it would work out just fine. As I proceeded to do what was necessary, I wondered at what he might be thinking. Would he show up or have a change of heart at the last minute? In either case, I was there and I proceeded as planned. FROM JIM: ***We were to meet at 7:00 p.m. and spend the night together. As I reached the exit and located the motel it was 6:40. I was somewhat apprehensive that I may be too early, perhaps even beating her there. As I approached the very large, three story motel I immediately spotted her car parked near the lot entrance. I grinned; Sarah had thought of everything. I had easily detected in our e-mail that Sarah was a highly intelligent woman. I would not have to drive around searching for her car. FROM SARAH: ***I arrived extra early for various reasons, one being the fact that he may show up early. The other being that I needed the time to prepare. FROM JIM: ***The lot was relatively empty. I had my choice of parking spaces. Being early I parked next to her car and sat there for a few moments, smoking a cigarette. It was a beautiful day. We had a couple nice, warm spring days last week and last Tuesday when Sarah and I met, it was unusually warm and sunny for this time of April. I looked at the motel. It looked like a nice place. It was large and stately. Many windows pointed toward the lot where I sat and I wondered if Sarah might be at one of the windows monitoring her car to watch me enter it for the envelope. It would be unfair if she allowed herself to evaluate me before I had the chance to see her. I doubted she would do that. Finally, the suspense was overcoming me and I decided to follow her instructions, enter her car and read what was in the envelope. As I looked into her car window, the envelope sat conspicuously on the passenger seat. I opened her car door, took the envelope and locked her car. I went back to my car and opened the envelope. Inside was a greeting card with a design on the front which related to some element of our e-mail conversation. I grinned. "I am liking her more and more already", I thought to myself. FROM SARAH: ***After parking the car, I retrieved the card from my bag and placed it on the seat in plain view. I wondered at what his reaction would be. FROM JIM: ***I opened the card and inside was her typed note to me plus a little motel receipt slip which showed her room number. It was on the third floor. My eyes looked up and scanned the third floor level windows to see if a female face were at one of them. I did not see any. Then I read the contents of her note: "Good Evening, Mr. Baker :) GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT! :) When you arrive at the door, knock twice, wait 30 seconds and enter. Once you are inside, immediately remove all your clothes and proceed towards the bathroom, where you will then see the back of me. Do whatever is necessary to get the front of your body against the back of mine. Once your arms are around me, I will turn around and reveal myself to you. Oh yes.....the "catch" :) > I want you to tell me...EXACTLY what you are thinking...and what you are feeling...from the minute you open the door... until the time that our bodies are pressed together. > Since it would not be fair for you to be in this predicament alone, I will answer any question you direct my way. > "Are you feeling a touch of anxiety, yet?" > :) FROM JIM: ***As a matter of fact, I was not feeling the anxiety I had expected. I was *very* amused at the note. This was a woman with class and with a sense of humor and with a very vivid imagination. I was now, less than ever, mindful of her appearance. Her soul was what I was after. I was also amused with her fantasy. It was actually pretty close to what I had anticipated. This was obviously a woman who wanted, this one time, to be *in control* of the situation. As a male this has never bothered me. In fact, in matters sexual, I have found that when the woman is given total freedom she responds so hotly it makes sex almost unbelievable. I was loving it already. I looked at my watch. It was only 6:45. I decided to enter the motel and get myself out of the parking lot. Just in case Sarah might look out the window at some point, I figured I'd reduce the likelihood that she'd see me there. I entered the lobby and walked to the elevator and soon was on the third floor. Room 321 was right next to the elevator alcove and I passed by the door. It was silent. I noticed that the room was oriented in such a way that it faced toward the lot. Based on the orientation and where the car was parked she could have been looking out the window. It was early and so I took the elevator back downstairs, lit a cigarette and walked back outside into the sunlight. I walked under the entryway verandah and out into the lot and looked up. Nope, she couldn't see her car or that part of the lot from her window because the large verandah structure blocked the view. I walked back inside and finished my cigarette and looked at my watch. It was 6:50. Time was going horribly slow. I went back to the elevator and returned to the third floor. The elevator doors opened and my heart immediately began to pound. I looked down at my shirt and it was fluttering like it was being blown by a sea breeze. I walked hesitantly toward the door and knocked twice. I looked at my watch and watched 30 seconds tick off and my heart was pounding about three times a second. I placed the key into the doorknob and turned. FROM SARAH: ***At 6:30, everything was in place, I was ready and patiently waiting. The time went by slowly as I referred to the clock often. Wondering if he had arrived, if he had retrieved the note, or had he changed his mind. I checked the clock again; it was 6:52 and a knock was heard. My heart began to pound with excitement. I got into position as I heard the opening of the door. FROM JIM: ***The lights in the room were off except for the entryway light at the door. There was a sweet smell in the room and a post-it note on the bathroom door. The note told me to remove all my clothes and then to enter the bathroom. "Hello!" I tried to exclaim calmly and enthusiastically. No doubt the enthusiasm was there but I was both alarmed and amused at how my voice quivered. "So you want to know what I'm thinking, huh?" FROM SARAH: ***His voice sounded the same as it did on the phone. Soft and yet very masculine. My heart raced as I began to answer. FROM JIM: ***Sarah's voice, which I had spoken with by phone twice, was very sexy and she spoke so softly from inside the bathroom I could barely hear her. "Yes, if you don't mind". "Oh I don't mind." I was struggling to get out of my clothes as fast as I could. With a shaky voice I continued, "I wish I had worn jump suit!" "A jump suit? I don't understand." "Yes, I mean it would be much quicker to get out of my clothes if I had worn a jump suit." Somehow I had the feeling that my attempt at humor was failing. "So", I ad-libbed, "tell me what *you* are thinking." "My heart is pounding!", Sarah spoke again very softly with her words echoing inside the bathroom and exiting through a small crack in the slightly opened door. The light inside was out. My voice was shaking badly, affected by my jumping diaphragm, and not knowing what to say next, I tore off the last pieces of clothing and placed my hand on the door knob. "Okay, I'm coming in..." FROM SARAH: ***The moment had finally arrived. I was going to feel his body against mine. I could not believe the speed at which my heart pounded. I took a deep breath and told myself, "This is it!". This is the feeling I wanted to achieve. The exhilaration of the heart, the mind and the soul, all combined and racing at full speed. I slowly opened the door and expected to see her standing there with her back to me. "Turn the light on", she almost whispered. I could not see her and when I turned the light on she was not standing there as I had anticipated. Around a corner to my right was a Jacuzzi and as I took one step forward, there, huddled up to the far side of the Jacuzzi in a fetal position with her back toward me, was Sarah. She had her head down in her folded arms and her body folded so that her chest was up against her thighs. She was huddled up toward the wall which was a huge mirror behind the Jacuzzi. The sweet smell I had noticed upon entering the room was bubble bath. The water and bubbles reached a level just below her waist. I expelled a gust of air, sort of like, "Wheeeeww". Sarah, at least from this vantage point, was beautiful. Her body was trim and just slightly muscular. Her dark blonde hair was curly and full, cascading down to her back to just below her neck and shoulders. A pretty tattoo of a cut rose graced the back of her left shoulder. "Come and sit behind me", she said softly and I detected just a hint of quiver in her own voice. I walked to the Jacuzzi and sat down behind her. Her slender backside was pressed against my chest and groin as we sat in this position. "Mmmmmm", I gasped, "you are beautiful." Sarah lifted her head from her arms and looked into the mirror and into my eyes. She smiled. She was a goddess. FROM SARAH: ***As I lifted my head and looked into the mirror, I saw his face for the first time. Surprised at my luck, I couldn't help but smile. He was a very distinguished looking gentleman, and he was mine for the night! FROM JIM: ***"Can you feel my heart beating against your back?" I asked. "Yes, I can Jim," she whispered, "and mine is beating out of control too." FROM SARAH: ***His heart seemed to be beating throughout his body. I was glad to know that he was experiencing the same feeling as I. I wanted to reassure him that I too, was excited. FROM JIM: ***My hands had been caressing the sides of her shapely torso and legs as they were folded together before me. I moved my hands to her chest to feel her heart. She leaned back toward me and took my hands, placing them below her full breasts and I could feel her heart pounding. She twisted to face me and we smiled at each other and kissed warmly. FROM SARAH: ***His lips were soft and well tuned. His hands gentle and persuasive. I began to feel the changes in my body as it went through a series of stages, from extreme excitement, to a warm arousal, to a heated passion as our hands and lips eagerly begin to explore each others bodies. FROM JIM: ***Sarah's beautiful lips were like moist, sensuous cushions pressed against mine. Her face was beautiful and her lovely hair curled in tresses, augmenting her facial qualities. Her eyes were beautiful open and lovely closed and she alternated opening and closing them as we kissed and began to explore with our tongues. FROM SARAH: ***My head was turned and my body twisted. As the passion began to grow more intense, it was becoming increasingly more difficult to maintain the contorted position. I wanted to see him....all of him....and I wanted him to see me. FROM JIM: ***She and I were twisted into an awkward position sideways in the small Jacuzzi and she softly recommended we move to a more comfortable position in the foamy water. I smiled at her when she asked to be on top and I lay down into the water as she straddled with her knees beside my hips. Sarah's entire body was as beautiful as her face. As she positioned herself over me I admired her endowments. Below her face and hair was a beautiful chest, adorned with ample and enticing breasts but they were not "gargantuan". Her nipples and aeriola were dark tan. Below her breasts her tummy was flat below her lowest rib. She had a cute navel that, at some time, I wanted to explore with my tongue. Sarah's legs were slender and long with a pleasing amount of muscle. Sarah had told me that she has worked out with weights and it was obvious to my eyes that she had been truthful. Even Sarah's feet were beautifully formed and proportioned. As I watched her position that body over me I realized I was going to enjoy exploring every square inch of her. I also felt a strange feeling of how fortunate I was to be with such a lovely woman when I had absolutely *no idea* what she might look like ahead of time. FROM SARAH: ***As he lay in the water, I began to lower myself upon him, I was then able to view him completely. His body was slender, his skin light and the hair on his chest, just beginning to show a hint of gray, was not massive. He was not built like a 25 year old but he had taken good care of himself. I have always held an attraction for older men, yet somehow this man was different. Though most would probably say he looked his age, through my eyes he didn't look a day over 30. I was becoming more and more enchanted with him and I prayed the night would never end. A Woman's Fantasy Fulfilled FROM JIM: ***When Sarah positioned her torso slowly over my now enlarged penis she grinned broadly at me with a devilish smile. I am sure I grinned back and knew that she was going to cause me to cum in rather short order. I knew I could recover and had a fleeting thought that I hoped I could "keep up with her" throughout the night and give her the pleasure she so obviously desired. FROM SARAH: ***As I rested my weight upon him, I slid my hands up his chest, leaned forward and presented him with a kiss. From our previous writing, I knew he was very experienced and I suddenly began to wonder if he would be disappointed with me. Not wanting to dwell on it, for fear that it would show, I erased the thought from my mind and tenderly kissed his lips once more. FROM JIM: ***The water began to slosh in the Jacuzzi as she began to thrust slowly up and down. I placed my hands on her curvaceous hips and guided her in her gyrations. We looked into each others' eyes as she slowly humped me. The warmth of the water and my partial submersion kept me from exploding too quickly and Sarah closed her eyes and began to hum and moan in her soft voice. Her skin flushed just slightly, her eyes were lightly shut with her lids fluttering and her lips separated a little as she came. She kept up her rhythm and I then felt my own orgasm pounding deeply from my own gut and into hers. She leaned forward and we embraced and kissed again. It was gentle and slow. I had a feeling things would get hot and furious later. They did. FROM SARAH: ***I didn't expect to reach my peak so quickly. Due to the excitement of the situation and the fact that he was pleasing to my eyes I had no control. FROM JIM: ***"Let's dry each other off," I suggested as we stepped from the Jacuzzi tub. I handed her a bath towel and took the other one in my own hands. Sarah started by lightly rubbing and blotting my body with hers until I was dry and then I did the same with hers. As she dried me I was pleased at her soft cooing, broad smile and admiration that glowed upon her face as she inspected my body. It is wonderful to be appreciated, especially by such a beautiful woman as Sarah. I had absolutely *no* trouble appreciating Sarah's lovely body as I toweled it dry from her neck to the soles of her feet. FROM SARAH: ***As I began to place the towel against his body, I noticed his true height and his broad shoulders. As my eyes began to wander the length of his body standing before me, I began to think of how nice it would be to lay by his side with his arms wrapped around me. FROM JIM: ***We took each other by the hand and walked to the bed. Sarah went to her bag and took out a bowl of fresh strawberries and white grapes and we lay down beside each other to partake. Both of us lay on our stomachs looking at each other, stroking and caressing each other and picking up the fruit and eating it. We made small talk about the wonderful "insanity" of this fantasy-come-true. We laughed as we described what our feelings had been: the adventure, the thrill of fear, expectation and heart-pounding raw excitement. I moved the crystal bowl of fruit from the bed to the night stand so that we would not send it accidentally flying and took Sarah into my arms and we kissed again. FROM SARAH: ***As we began our simple conversation, I was amused as how his sense of humor remained refreshing without the computer between us. We laughed and joked and as he took me in his arms my heart began to flutter. FROM JIM: ***Sarah's kisses were so sweet. Her lips were tender and her breath had a natural freshness. Sarah rolled partly on top of me with one leg across mine and my hand, which had been rubbing up and down her slender back began exploring her lovely bottom ...the hills and valleys. Soon, my hand touched her most fruitful valley and I felt the warm moistness of her juices there which lubricated my fingers as they explored her. I could feel the outer lips of her vagina, moist and tender. Her pubic hair was curly and trimmed short. As my fingers "found their mark", reaching over Sarah's thigh, she began to kiss more passionately, silently begging me to make her cum again. Soon she was writhing on me and against me and making light, short moans as my fingers worked. FROM SARAH: ***His hands moved like a gentle wind, knowing just where to touch, and how long to stay. FROM JIM: ***"Mmmmmmmm, ooooohhh your hands are good..." she sighed softly with her eyes closed. "Musician's hands" I smiled. I am a musician and she knew it. Now I was playing another instrument and I wanted to make this instrument sing. FROM SARAH: ***As my arousal again began to heighten, I wanted him. All of him. FROM JIM: ***It wasn't long before the instrument of Sarah's soul was singing jazz, mellow jazz as she came. Her movements were fast now and with some urgency she rolled onto her back and without either of us saying a word I entered her. Her eyes were closed and her brow slightly furrowed almost appearing to be irritated and her mouth was broadly smiling with teeth gleaming. It was beautiful and exciting to watch her face as it contorted in pleasure. The pleasure was evident and it amused me how a woman's face, at the height of pleasure can almost seem to show a look of pain. Her hands pulled my hips forward into her. She wanted me deeper and she wanted me more forcefully thrusting into her. She wanted me to fuck her. As I thrust deeply into her she swung her hips down to thrust upon me as much as the position would allow. Her urgency now was peaking. We were slamming our bodies into each other and my penis now, hard but not ready to cum yet, felt like it was reaching up into her midsection. Her eyelids fluttered and she groaned gutturally as her orgasm returned but neither of us wanted to stop. She brought her legs up, with her knees approaching her chest and I straightened up and grabbed her feet to guide her and I to our deepest penetration possible. I did not know how many times she was cumming but it seemed to be a rather rapid and continual succession. It had not been long since I had cum in the Jacuzzi but I felt another orgasm lightly knocking to get out from my middle. It was not a "gusher" and I couldn't know if she felt it. I kept on keeping on and remembered how Sarah had told me by e-mail how much she liked to wrap her long, slender, muscular legs around a man's neck and so I took her feet and interlocked her heels behind my neck as we continued our "slam dance". This position brought me closer to her aroused face and breasts which I kissed passionately. FROM SARAH: ***He was deep within me and I was very aroused. It had seemed as though he had control over my whole body and I felt my muscles contracting as the juices continued to flow. FROM JIM: ***Sarah relaxed and brought her legs down and my tongue moved down her body starting at her lovely mouth and down, down, down until eventually I was in position to eat her. I admired her trimmed patch. It was darker blond than her hair and in tight little curls. Sarah's taste was wonderfully sweet and her aroma was a fresh, exciting and musky perfume. Each woman's aroma is different and Sarah's was refreshing as it reached my flared nostrils. My flicking tongue explored her outer regions as my arms reached underneath her thighs and my hands caressed the sides of her breasts. After my tongue entered Sarah and tasted her sweet and moist inner tissues she soon had what I call a "screamer". I loved the sound of her otherwise soft and refined voice as it made uncontrolled, rasping animal sounds. Her torso bucked before me, making it difficult but quite pleasant to keep up with her spastic and broad tremors. I found that as long as I kept on licking, she kept on cumming. FROM SARAH: ***My mind was in a state of unconsciousness as my internal organs raced with excitement. Could he possibly know what he was doing to me? My body began to writhe as I felt the oncoming rush of my orgasm. Yes, he knew what he was doing and he loved every minute of it and so did I. FROM JIM: ***Afterward we were smoking cigarettes as she lay upon me and fingered my chest hairs. When the cigarettes were snuffed she said, "Now, Jim, I am going to return the favor". She quickly kissed down my chest and I knew what she meant and where she was going. When she reached her destination she was artful. Her luscious lips and tongue were sending shocks of electricity throughout my body but my ammunition was already spent. She worked and worked and I was enjoying it immensely but had to tell her that my batteries needed to recharge. The night continued and continued. The lovemaking never stopped except for a couple cigarette breaks and stops to drink the spritzwater and Snapple Ice Tea she had brought. The images of lovemaking seem, for me, to blend after that. We enjoyed a variety of positions and I especially remember the beauty of her cut rose tattoo and the shape of her back and pear-shaped butt and the flying curls of her hair as we did it "doggie style". Later in the night we were having to smear a soothing lotion onto the burning flesh of our sexual parts. Finally, around 2:00 or 2:30, after seven hours of almost constant lovemaking, we were both becoming tired. We kissed and embraced as we turned out the lights to sleep. I don't know about Sarah but I fell asleep quickly and deeply. FROM SARAH: ***I drifted off quickly and slept very well. Awaking some time before him. Realizing where I was, I turned to verify that he was still there. I rose quietly from the bed, grabbed a smoke and went to the window. Opening the curtain, the morning sun danced through the window. As I stood there, occasionally glancing back to watch him sleep, my mind began to slowly wander back to the day it had all begun. I thought of how I hesitantly answered his response to my "Partyline" posting, and then, after only a few writings, I began to look forward to his daily notes. I thought about all the things we had in common and how I felt the first time I heard his voice on the telephone. Wanting to be at his side when he awoke, I returned to the bed. Just as I slipped back under the covers and began to think about the night before, I noticed his eyes begin to open and I couldn't help but smile. FROM JIM: ***Checkout time was noon and we had placed a wakeup call for 10:00 just in case. When I awoke, the sunlight was shining into the window. Sarah was lying next to me awake and said she had awoken about a half hour before me. We made love briefly and somewhat sorely one last time. As we dressed I saw Sarah in clothing for the first time. I looked at her and smiled. She was shockingly beautiful naked but now, for the first, time I was seeing that she was also "an eyeful" fully clothed. I mean that if I had seen her walking in a crowded mall I would have been *quite* distracted. I helped her pack up her things and we took the elevator down and went to our cars. At her car door I kissed her and told her good bye. Then we drove off into the morning. FROM SARAH: ***As we neared our vehicles, it occurred to me that the fantasy had come to an end. After doing what I had done, most men would be apt to pin a label upon me. I am not loose by any means and Jim understood that. I do not feel cheap, shameful, or guilty for spending the night with a man I had never seen prior to this meeting. I had known before approaching him with the idea that he would accept me for who I am and not pass judgment upon me for having a fantasy and wanting to fulfill it. He was a true gentleman from the time we met until our goodbye kiss. FROM JIM: ***As I drove down the interstate I couldn't help thinking what a wonderfully erotic woman Sarah is. By erotic I don't just mean beautiful and I don't just mean that she is a hot lover. I mean erotic in the sense of her mind and soul. I admire her ability to fantasize and her deep desire to make a fantasy come true. Those qualities are usually "reserved" for the male of our species. The admiration was similar to an admiration for finding a woman who can split wood with an ax or close a high level corporate sales deal. It is sexy...very sexy. FROM SARAH: ***As we went our separate ways, I couldn't help thinking of what a wonderful man I had found. It isn't often I have come across a man of his caliber, a man with so much gentleness combined with true masculinity. It is such a rare find. And should I wish to fulfill another fantasy, he will be my first choice. For unlike other males, Jim understands the wants and needs of a woman. And for this one night with him I shall remain eternally grateful. "Thank you Jim, for a fantasy fulfilled." :) > A POSTSCRIPT FROM JIM TO SARAH: Thank you, Sarah, for *having* the fantasy in the first place and for having the sense of adventure to carry it out. Also, Sarah, thank you for being beautiful - inside and out. I indeed feel fortunate to have met you and even more fortunate to have had such an evening.