3 comments/ 22032 views/ 9 favorites A Fantasy Reality By: Bridrel Dear Readers, Thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to read my first submitted story, it means so much to me. Feel free to comment like or ask any questions if you have them. I really hope you feel as if you were right with me in my first lesbian encounter. Sincerely, Bridrel (***Based on a true story***) ***** She was the only woman I ever loved, the only woman I've ever wanted to fuck, her name is Courtney, she was my best friend. Although I've never confessed my love or lust for her somehow I always knew she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. I always fantasized about what I would do to her if I had the chance, how I would kiss her lips, caress her body, suck on her nipples, and finally taste her sweet pussy. I also fantasized about how her body would react to me, how her body would spasm as I taste her pussy, pulling me in deeper as her body begins to fill with overwhelming electro sensations as she cums, shaking uncontrollably. One night Courtney, I and a couple of other friends went out to the movies, Courtney looking as sexy as ever, wearing a turquoise crop top with the word WILD in bold lettering with tight shorts showing off her ass, taunting me. As we were being seated in the theater Courtney accidentally fell on my lap, she struggled to make her way off my lap and began to grind her ass on my pussy then looked back at me and grinned. She then asked me to come to the bathroom with her, as we walk in the bathroom Courtney shuts the door behind me and locks it, she stands there watching me as I'm waiting for her to use the bathroom. "Don't you have to use it?" I ask. "Nope" she replies. "Okay, then why are we in here?" "You know I'm so tired of fucking around with these girls I want a woman I WANT YOU." "What" She started walking towards me and pinned me against the door. "It has always been you." Those faithful words that I have been waiting 4 years to be said came as a complete shock, was this really happening? Or was this just some daydream or zone out? As her body pressing against mine she reassured me this was the real thing, that my dreams were about to come true. She kissed my lips and I began to bite her lower lip then suck on her ear lobe and neck as she let out a slight moan in my ear. I picked her up and sat her on the sink against the mirror I lifted up her shirt and took off her bra, she had very succulent breasts and little nipples,I started to suck on her tits and suck on her nipples, she started moaning and took off my shirt, I slid off her shorts and started to kiss in between her thighs I kissed her pussy through her panties she smelled so sweet. I took off her panties and rubbed my nose in her pussy she laughed as my nose was tickling her, I then spread her cherry red pussy petals open while she gasped for air. I whispered in her pussy, "I've been waiting for this for a long time." I teased her as she tried to lift her pussy to my face ,but she just couldn't get it there, it turned me on watching her struggle. I placed my hand around her neck chocking her slightly and spread her pussy open once more and took a little lick. She gasped for more air as I started to kiss down her moist slit then sucked on her swollen clit. I started swirling and flicking my tongue at her clit. I slid my tongue down inside her, tongue fucking her, I looked her in her eyes as she pulled my head in deeper ,her mouth is wide open gasping for air as she attempts to talk ,but can't get any words out ,then manages to stutter "FUCK, IM CUMMING!" She stuffed my face in her pussy and started grinding, she face fucked me and began screaming her whole body began to shake and spasm, locking her legs around my head. I watch her pant trying to recover from the orgasm. I forced her head to mine and brought her in for a kiss so she could taste herself, she began to suck on my neck and kiss my breasts ,my nipples were rock hard and very sensitive ,as she began sucking on them this amazing sensation rushes over me. She picks me up and places me where she once was, her tongue starts to travel down my body and she stops just before my pussy, my panties were damp from my soaked pussy she didn't hesitate, she removed my panties and spread my pussy lips as she began eating me out my legs already started to shake ,already breathless I was moaning so loud that she had to stuff my mouth with her hand making me gag. "You little dirty bitch you like gagging don't you?" I nodded continuously ,she then took her hand out my mouth and slid two fingers in my pussy the sensations were so amazing I could hardly breathe it was like this electric jolt of sensations kept shocking me until they all came at once, rushing over my entire body and I began cumming. I couldn't control my body I was shaking uncontrollably screaming from my pleasure she tried to shut me up by kissing me, but I soon broke away to catch my breath she got on top of me while I was panting ,she started to kiss and caress my body ,we dosed off into each other until our peace was interrupted when somebody began banging on the door to use the rest room, we frantically put on our clothes and rushed out the door. We had lost track of time, the movie was practically over by time we got back, our friends were still waiting when we sat behind them. Courtney leaned forward and pulled me in, kissed me and smiled. Our friends asked "What took y'all so long?" She glanced at me then said, "Oh nothing we just lost track of time." As nothing ever happened. A Fantasy Realized I have always had a difficult time sleeping in moving vehicles, and I knew from previous experiences that this train trip would be no different. So about 11:30PM, while almost everyone in my car was either asleep or preparing to sleep, I decided to gather my things and go to the Snack Car to pass the night, where I could spread out at one of the tables and have more room to write, read, or whatever I felt like doing. I picked my way through the Observation Deck crowd, attempting to not step on the people already spread out on the seats or the floor, and descended to the Snack Car. I ordered a chicken sandwich and a drink, and just as I received my order, a group of people vacated one of the tables a little beyond the base of the narrow staircase. Taking their spot, I brought out one of my books and continued reading. The food counter closed at midnight, and not fifteen minutes later, I was the only customer remaining as the clerk washed the tables one final time. But soon, even he was gone, leaving me downstairs by myself as the train rumbled through the night. Despite my fatigue, I alternated between watching the scant lights of the moonless night, reading one of my books, and writing down the various story ideas floating in my head. The sandwich long gone, I was nursing the dregs of my drink about 1:45AM when I heard someone descending the narrow staircase. At last, she stepped into view. I highly doubt she was even five feet tall, although she appeared to be perhaps twenty years old. She wore well-worn sandals, a very faded black denim jacket, heavily-ripped dark blue jeans, and a black faded pocked t-shirt with an image of a skull crying blood. Her hair was dyed a bright purple, reminiscent of an anime schoolgirl. She had black nails and blood red lipstick which had clearly faded during the day. And, reminiscent of Jane Child, she had a thin chain connecting her nosering to an earring. I believe that she did not see me at first. She looked toward the counter, and seemed glad to find it closed at this late, late hour. With an audible sigh of relief, she turned to look about the Snack Car, and then saw me looking at her. She froze for a moment, then apparently felt that I was no threat to her. She approached. "May I?" she asked with a sweet, melodic voice belying her most unusual dress. I simply gestured to the empty bench seat across from me, and she slid into place. "I take it you can't sleep either?" she asked. "I never could sleep easily on moving vehicles," I told her. "So I decided I'd come down here to read and write. Typically, I'm the only one here until the Snack Car staff returns a little before 6:00AM." "You've traveled by train before?" she asked. "A few times," I replied. "I used to work summers in New Mexico for several years, and I typically go back and forth by train, so I now have somewhat of a routine." She nodded her understanding and looked at my open notebook. "What's that?" I considered for a moment whether I should tell the truth or opt for a white lie, but something told me that she would understand the truth. "I write erotica," I answered a little hesitantly, despite my instincts. "I've had a few ideas in my head that I've been putting onto paper, more-or-less in outline format for now." She smiled, although I could sense the fatigue behind her eyes. "In that case, I guess you may not be too shocked by this..." she began, then hesitated as the train slowed. We both looked out the window. The train came to nearly a full stop, then was buffeted by the displaced air as a lengthy freight train sped past us in the opposite direction as we watched and listened carefully. Perhaps twenty seconds later, the freight train having safely passed, our train slowly accelerated once more toward my desert destination. "When I can't sleep," she finally said, "I find that if I cum once or twice, I can usually fall asleep shortly afterward." "I've heard of that before," I admitted. "That's not particularly unusual." "Perhaps," she said with a slight blush, "but I could really stand to masturbate now." "I see." I turned that over in my mind for a few seconds. "Would you prefer that I leave for a while?" I offered. "That's okay," she replied, shaking her head. "I somewhat like an audience, something I discovered in the dorms. Besides, perhaps this could generate some more story ideas for you." I had to smile at that. "Sure. I'll keep a lookout for you in case someone comes down the stairs. I'll clear my throat if someone's coming." "Okay." She turned in her seat and leaned back against the window, then decided to slip off the denim jacket. In doing so, I realized the extent to which the t-shirt was full of holes, including a significant rip along the seam at her right armpit. Clearly, I was intrigued by all this: For someone wearing clothing in such poor condition yet such brightly-dyed hair and with such a generally polite attitude, she was an enigma to me. At that thought, "The Principles of Lust" was burned in my mind. She settled back against the window again, closed her eyes, and started her performance by cupping her smallish breasts, squeezing gently. I leaned back myself, watching closely, my ears quickly attuned to the sound of her slow breaths through her slightly-parted lips. I would have loved to have been able to peer into her mind, to know what she was thinking as she played with her breasts before me, a complete stranger. Did she imagine that a boyfriend or a secret crush was sitting in my place, watching her? Was she visualizing a peeping tom in a nearby building using binoculars to enjoy her performance as she sat before the window of her dorm room? Was she simply a big fan of exhibitionism in general? She spent a long, long time simply toying with her breasts. On occasion, her eyes would flutter to a half-open stance, and she would look coyly at me for a few seconds, smiling, before those eyelids fell completely closed once again. The train slowed, but did not stop. The enigma's left hand continued to fondle her chest as her right hand slipped down her torso, disappearing from my view due to the table. Her lips were parted, her breathing soft yet quickening, her tongue darting out to caress her painted lips. I just barely heard the sound of her zipper being lowered, and knew what would come next. From the motion of her right arm, I could tell that her hand was dipping inside her jeans. She moaned softly, likely a signal that her hand was directly touching her womanly charms. As time passed, the period between exhalations decreased. From the subtle movements of her right arm, I knew that she was stroking herself. Her breasts rose and fell a little faster as her left hand continued to manipulate her feminine swells. Soft whimpers and moans occasionally accompanied her breaths. I could not believe my luck. How many times does the typical guy fantasize about a young woman masturbating in front of him? Yet, here was the fantasy scenario, playing out in front of me... with the threat of discovery by the train crew or the other passengers. The threat was what made this particular scenario so powerful. Her body rocked against the movement of her hands. I knew she was approaching the orgasm she needed in order to sleep. Her sounds of self-fulfillment were a little louder, but still quiet enough so that no one upstairs would hear her. My own arousal was quite noticeable, yet I squelched it, focusing instead upon the fantasy being enacted before me. Her mouth suddenly opened wide. Her heavy breaths were louder now and growing in volume. Her left hand rose to stroke her neck, then rose further still to caress her face. Her torso continued to rock against her hand. I could very easily imagine that she had three of her own fingers plunging repeatedly into her hot, wet womanhood, with her thumb strumming her clitoris like a taut guitar string. Her eyes opened wide for a moment, yet she clearly could not see anything through the haze of self-pleasure. Her jaw trembled visibly as her body suddenly went rigid against the actions of her right hand. In another context, her facial expression would be considered one of great pain. All breathing suddenly ceased, her head rolling toward me with those unseeing eyes boring into me. She breathed again, loud and hard, her eyes clamped shut. Her body bucked hard repeatedly, causing her bench to creak a few times in protest. Inadvertently, she banged her head against the window, but I highly doubt that she consciously noticed that impact. Her right hand continued its work even long after she had calmed from her sexual bliss. In time, her eyes opened again, and from the shy smile upon her lips, I knew that this time, she could truly, consciously see me. Slowly, her right hand came into view again, the skin covered with her own passion. She licked the thumb clean, then offered her hand to me. It was an honor to clean her with my tongue. Her passion had a tangy yet sweet taste, a taste I wished I could sample firsthand instead of from her hand. Her hand cleaned at last, the enigma finally stood. She turned toward me, blew me a kiss, and headed to the tiny lavatory at the end of the Snack Car. I was still contemplating the fantasy I had just seen enacted before me when she returned. She handed me a rather damp thong the same color as her hair. Before I could react, she kissed my cheek, bade me good night, then disappeared upstairs, leaving me dumbfounded. I never did see her again, unfortunately, but once I returned home, I washed the thong with the rest of my laundry, then mounted it on the wall above my bed, somewhat as a "trophy" of a fantasy realized. A Fantasy Realized My wife and I are both in our forties and have been married for 15 years. We have had an active, if conventional, sex life for our entire marriage. However, like most couples, we have struggled at times to keep the "spice" in the sexual relationship. We have also faced the challenge that as our children have grown older, finding privacy has been difficult. Fortunately, we both work from home and when the children are in school, we are able to take occasional "breaks" to take care of our sexual needs. One of the ways that we have tried to keep things exciting has been to share fantasies with each other. One of our favorite fantasies has been variations on the theme of having me watch her have sex with another man—preferably a well-hung black guy. I would naturally get "sloppy seconds" when I fucked her after the other guy finished. Until recently, we had never considered following through on the fantasy. However, during a recent sex session while on vacation, I sensed that my wife was getting very turned on by the thought of actually having sex with another man as her fantasy suddenly became much more detailed. When I asked her about it after we were done, she reluctantly admitted that the idea really excited her. My wife is normally very conservative, so following through on something like this would be a huge step. I should add that she was a virgin when we married and she has not had sex with anyone but me since then. After we returned from vacation, I approached the subject with her again. After discussing it over a number of weeks, she agreed that it was something that she would like to try. She only placed two restrictions on what she would do—she did not want intimacy with the guy (just sex) and she would not allow him to fuck her in the ass. Since we had never done anything like this, it took us some time to figure out how to find the right guy. However, after spending lots of time on the internet looking at swinger and male escort sites, we were finally able to find a 35-year-old guy named Jerome who seemed promising. My wife contacted him and arranged to meet him at a classy hotel (no Motel 6's for this encounter) in the Atlanta area that was reasonably close to our house but far enough away that we would be less likely to see anyone that we know. I also knew that this hotel had a separate lounge that was usually very dark. She confirmed that he fit the fantasy requirements of being black and well hung (he claimed his cock was nine inches long and thick). She had used long and thick dildos (including a "black" one) in the past, so she assumed that she would be able to handle his cock. She also hinted that she had never done anything like this and would need "encouragement" when the time came. As the date approached, I could see that she was starting to have second thoughts, but to her credit, she never said anything about backing out. On that night (only two days ago), we left our kids for a slumber party with friends and left for the hotel. She had to dress somewhat conservatively with a white, button down blouse and a black skirt when we left the house since we had to keep up the pretense with our friends. However, on the way to the hotel she took off her bra, opened two of the five buttons on her blouse and took off her panties. I could see that the large, dark nipples on her 36D tits were poking through the fabric, so it was obvious that she was excited and probably very nervous. After I checked into the hotel and gave her a room key, she went to the lounge to start the adventure. We had agreed that I would wait in the hotel room while she met the man alone, because having me sitting there would have been very awkward. I'll let her tell her side of the story of what happened from that moment until she reached the room since I wasn't there. Wife's Story—Meeting Her Lover in the Hotel Lounge I entered the bar and sat at a table in a dark corner that had view of the entryway. While sitting there, I could feel my stomach get tenser, but I was so excited that my nipples were hard and visible through my blouse, and I could feel my pussy getting wet. Slightly after the appointed time, I noticed a well-dressed and athletic black guy whose photo I had seen on the escort site enter the room. His website bio stated that he was 6' 1" (I'm only 5' 6") and he looked to be that or more in person. As he approached me, I stood up to greet him. In one quick motion, he said my name in a very deep voice (at least he confirmed I was the correct person), embraced me and started to kiss me. I was very surprised by his boldness! I tried to resist the kiss, but it didn't take too long before he had his tongue in my mouth and I was responding in kind. I had told my husband that I didn't want this kind of intimacy—just fucking. However, I could feel my inhibitions and my preset rules starting to disappear already. He continued to kiss each other hungrily for a while. After pulling part, he ordered straight bourbon for himself and white wine for me. Shortly after sitting down but while the server was still there, he put his hand on my knee (fortunately, the table blocked the view of my legs). Over the next few minutes, his hand crept up under my skirt and he started to caress and massage my upper thigh. Every so often, his hand would brush against my shaved pussy and the effect was electrifying. He would also lean over occasionally and kiss me, and he kissed my neck several times (one of my biggest turn-ons). I tried to continue talking to him, but it was difficult. My body felt like it was on fire. After a few minutes, I became bold enough that I reached across and put my hand on top of his crotch. I could tell that he had not lied to me about the size of his cock. I was drenched and most of my nervousness was being replaced by intense sexual excitement. I'm not sure when (probably during one of the times he was kissing my neck), but at some point he opened another button on my blouse so that my nipples were almost on display and all of my cleavage was clearly visible. I first noticed it when I felt a cool breeze on my breasts. Fortunately, it was early and the lounge was mostly empty. However, I am sure the bartender and server were watching us closely After talking for a while and after two large glasses of wine for me, we agreed that it was time to go to the room. He paid the check and we walked through the elegant lobby (with my tits very visible and swaying—something I would never allow to happen in public normally) to the elevator so we could go to our 23rd floor room. He held his hand around my lower back while walking to the elevator, and he reached under the back of my skirt and squeezed my ass a couple of times while we waited for the elevator to arrive. Fortunately, no one got on the elevator with us, because as soon as the door closed, Jerome pressed me against the wall with all of his weight. I could feel his enormous hard-on rubbing against my crotch. His mouth locked on my mouth in a very passionate kiss. He pulled up my skirt, put his entire hand on top of my pussy and stuck two fingers inside of my drenched pussy. He finger fucked my very rapidly while also rubbing my clit with his thumb. He leaned back a bit, and his other hand reached between us and opened the remaining two buttons on my blouse. He then pulled apart the fabric so that my full breasts and sensitive nipples were now in the open and were rubbing against his chest. All of this made me so hot that I actually came very hard just as the door opened (the entire ride only lasted about 30 seconds). At least there was no one waiting for the elevator on our floor or he or she would have seen a major sex show. He finally removed his hand from my pussy just before the elevator door closed again. My skirt dropped down while we walked to the room, but I did not attempt to pull my blouse together. I am normally not an exhibitionist, but I was extremely horny and the idea of having my breasts on full display in a public hallway really turned me on. I almost hoped someone would see me. After a short walk from the elevator to the room, I leaned over to put the card in the lock, and was surprised when he reached around from behind with his right hand, pulled up the front of my skirt and used his big hand on my pussy to pull me against his pants and his hard cock. His fingers were very large and the effect of his hand massaging my cunt was electrifying (that's one reason why they were so effective at making me cum in the elevator). He used his left hand to pull my shirt off my arms; threw it down the hallway and started to squeeze my right breast very roughly (something I don't like normally). While all of this was happening, he whispered to me things like, "How was the finger fucking? I know that you liked it. I'll bet that you can't wait to feel my cock." When he said that last line to me, I was so stimulated that I was ready and willing for him to fuck me right there in the hallway, and I surprised myself when I actually turned my head and told him that's what I wanted. I'm assuming that everything he had done to me in the bar and the elevator was designed to make me so horny that I would beg for his cock and his scheme worked very well. Without saying anything, he unzipped his pants, pulled my skirt up and tucked it so it was nothing more than a band around my middle, grabbed both of my hips and shoved all of his huge cock into my pussy from the rear. It all happened so rapidly that I barely had time to comprehend what he had done. I normally get very drenched when I'm horny, so his cock slid in very easily. It hurt a little at first, but that only lasted for about 2 seconds and "OH MY GOD DID IT FEEL GOOD AFTER THAT!!! He fucked me doggy style while outside my room for at least a minute before I remembered that I was completely naked and having sex in a public area and still needed to open the door. With very shaky hands, I finally managed to stick the card in the lock and we practically fell through the opening. However, we didn't make it as far in to the room as I had expected. It's hard for me to believe that I was once a girl that believed in having sex only with her husband. On that night, I had expected to have "controlled" sex in our room—after all; it was my first time with another man. The public sex, and my reaction to it, came as a total surprise to me. To be honest, if he hadn't been as bold and aggressive as he was, I might have chickened out before leaving the bar while trying to deal with the internal question of whether this sort of thing made me a slut (or whether it even mattered since this wasn't affecting my public reputation at all). I'm just thankful that I didn't see anyone that I knew while in the hotel. I'll let my husband take over the story since he was in the room waiting for me. I may write my memories of what happened later, but some details of what happened after the door opened are still a bit of blur to me right now. It's an open question whether I will do something like this again, but I have to admit that I submitted to the intense feelings while it was happening. I guess I was a bit of a slut for those few hours. Husband's Story—Hot Sex After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, I heard talking and lots of moaning outside the hotel room door. About a minute later, my wife stumbled in the door with a very large black man behind her. Her blouse was missing and her big tits were swinging back and forth violently. Her skirt was pulled up completely, he was holding both of her hips and he was fucking her very hard. I could see that she was breathing hard and was very flushed. He pushed her forward against the wall next to the door and continued to slam his big cock into her. Since he was using the open door as leverage, they were completely visible to the corridor. Her skirt kept falling down on her ass and in his way, so he pulled out of her just long enough to push it to the floor and then shoved his cock back in her cunt. He then reached around and started to squeeze both of her tits and twist her nipples. I was shocked at the whole scene (and also VERY turned on) because I had always expected that there would be foreplay before the sex started and I had assumed that she would be a reluctant partner at first. I definitely hadn't expected them to be fucking in a public hallway (of course, I didn't know until later what he had done to her in the elevator). I got up and took my clothes off while all of this was happening, and I walked over next to them so I could see the entire action close up. It was a very erotic sight to say the least. It took no more than two minutes or of rapid fucking before she shouted that she was going to cum. Shortly before her orgasm hit, I heard the elevator open (we were the second door away from the elevator) and heard voices in the hallway. Even when the people were standing outside the room, he did not attempt to close the door. They got a clear view of her completely naked body being fucked and I know that they heard her cumming. My wife is not a screamer, but I could tell that she was having a hard time keeping the volume down this time. She let out squeals saying, "fuck" or "shit" each time he thrust into her. For some reason, this thought got me very excited and I hope it excited them too (at least they didn't tell anyone in hotel management about it). She told me later that she looked to her left and saw that a man and woman were watching but had reached a level of ecstasy where she really didn't care. In fact, the idea that she was being watched turned her on and had a lot to do with the intensity of her orgasm. I'm amazed that her new lover didn't come at that point, but he held on. He pulled out of her after her orgasm had subsided and he finally closed the door. She turned around, gave him a very passionate kiss (I hadn't expected the intimacy), and then moved to the bed where she lay down on her back on the bed with her legs spread. I could see that her pussy was wide open from the fucking and that her juices running down over her ass. As he undressed next to her, she started to rub her clit and finger fuck herself with one hand and stroke his cock with the other. Her only comment was, "I need your cock in me again!!" This was a side of my wife that I had seen occasionally during our love making sessions, but her reaction to this guy was much more intense. However, instead of fucking her, her new lover put his head between her legs and started to eat her and finger fuck her—at one point, he had four large fingers inside of her up to the first knuckles. While twisting on the bed, she kept saying things to him like "lick my clit" and "oh shit keep fucking me with your fingers!" and "I'm cumming!!" When she came for the third time, her face was contorted and I saw her entire body go tense in a way that I had never seen before. I had retreated to a chair that next to the bed. It was all I could to keep from cumming while just watching the porn action unfolding in front of me. Rather than fucking at that point, he pulled her up to a sitting position on the edge of the bed and told her to suck his cock. My wife has never liked giving blowjobs too much, but she attacked his big cock energetically. She did not try to deep throat him, but she put both hands on his ass, sucked on the top couple of inches, licked up and down the shaft and licked his big balls. The blowjob continued for what seemed like a long time. Then, without saying anything, he pushed my wife back on the bed and spread her legs. He pushed her legs up towards her shoulders, shoved his cock in her pussy and started to fuck her hard I could tell that she was so sensitive at this point that she was about to pass out with each stroke. The missionary position fuck went on for several minutes—my wife did not have a huge orgasm during the pounding—she more or less came continually. Every once in a while, he would pull out and rub his cock back and forth between her asshole and pussy for a few moments and then start to fuck her in the pussy again. From this point until they were done, they rarely said a word to each other. All I heard were moans, squeals and grunts. After the missionary fucking, he lay down on the floor and motioned for her to climb on top of him. If my wife is going to cum from straight sex (at least with me—obviously not with this guy), it will be in this position. I had a very clear view from the back while her pussy moved up and down on his cock. He squeezed and licked her tits and nipples, and he pulled her down to kiss her several times. He also fingered her asshole while this was going on. My wife has never let me fuck her in the ass, but she does like a finger pushing on her asshole. She rode him hard for several minutes and had her fourth orgasm. She climbed off him and told him that she wanted to be taken doggy style. She leaned over the edge of the bed with her knees on the floor and he mounted her from behind. After a few more minutes, he told her that he needed to cum and asked her where she wanted it. My wife told him to cum in her pussy. I wasn't surprised by this, as one of her fantasies has been to have a guy with a big cock pump a huge load deep inside of her. He started to stroke faster and grunt and he came inside of her hard. She told me later that it felt like she was being hit by a flood of cum and that it almost caused her to have another orgasm. He started to slow down the pumping and eventually pulled out her and at least part of that flood started to drip out of her pussy onto the floor. She turned around and gave him another tongue-laden kiss before rolling on to her back on the floor to calm down. He sat on the floor next to her and gently caressed her body. I could see that her bald pussy was wide open and pulsating from the fucking and the orgasms, and there was a white stream of cum running down her ass crack. She climbed on the bed after several minutes, and it was my cue to do my part. One of my wife's fantasies has been to have me eat her pussy after another guy came in her. I was reluctant to do this at first (I do not want to be a cuckolded husband), but I happily agreed to do it this time to help her fulfill her fantasy. I climbed in between her legs and started to eat her cum-filled pussy. I ran my tongue up and down between her pussy and her clit and she started to go nuts. At the same time, Jerome climbed on bed and stuck his cock in her mouth, and to my amazement, he started to get hard again. She was so sensitive that it only took a few minutes before she started to cum on my face. However, she never stopped sucking on his dick while she came for the fifth time (a record for her as far as I know—she is normally exhausted after the second orgasm). It was finally my turn to fuck her. I climbed on top of her and stuck my dick in her pussy. The other guy was so large, and there was so much cum inside her, it felt like I was lost—my textbook definition of sloppy seconds. While I was fucking her, Jerome started to cum again. He shot his second load into her mouth, on her face and on to her tits—I was very surprised that she swallowed his cum because she had never done that for me. Seeing that caused me to add my cum to her wet pussy—she confessed later that she could hardly feel me at that point but it felt very good to me. After resting for a while, my wife and her new lover went to the bathroom to take a shower together. They didn't fuck each other in the shower (my wife later told me that she was too sore), but she did give him another blowjob. The door was closed, but I could hear her tell him how much she loved his cock. After the shower, my wife's new lover dressed and started to go. Before he left, my wife walked with him to the hotel room door while she was still nude. She kissed him hard while rubbing his cock through his pants and told him that she might want to meet at some point in the future for another round. He squeezed her ass, stroked her pussy one more time and opened the door to leave. It was then that she remembered that he had thrown her blouse in front of the next room and noticed her skirt had been pushed in front of our door. My now exhibitionist wife actually stepped out into the hallway nude and retrieved her clothing. A Fantasy Realized Since we had the room for the night, we both climbed into bed nude and held each other. It was after we were in bed that she told me what had happened in the bar, elevator and hallway. I got so excited while she was relating the story to me that she gave me a blowjob and she did swallow my cum for the first time. We finally drifted off to sleep after that. The next morning (yesterday), my wife admitted that she had really enjoyed the experience and that she had at least five mind-blowing orgasms that she could remember. The evening was certainly much wilder than either of us had expected. We hadn't expected that she would have sex in the elevator, the hallway or be completely naked and fucking in a doorway with people watching. I don't know if she will meet him again (I hope she will), but we both enjoyed having our mutual fantasy finally come true. It has spiced up our marriage and our sex life a lot. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 01 Take a look at another reader's fantasy per his request, and enjoy. To Jim, I hope this will bring out the dreams you ask for; if not, then the story is still yours. Thanks for giving me the chance to express your wishes and put them into words. Thanks to VillageWordsmith for editing. Red * "You're sure?" "Yes." "You don't want me to come with you?" "No Jim. Really, this is fine. I know you're busy," Diane told her husband, wondering if it wasn't for the hundredth time. "Well, I could cancel my plans, and just..." "Jim, enough!" Diane laughed. Slipping her arms around his neck, she whispered, "Cher and I are going to this seminar and you don't need to worry about me." Jim sighed, "Okay then, I'll see you Sunday night. The guys and I will head out to the cabin for some fishing and some old fashioned camping. You and Cher enjoy your seminar on Protecting the Fireflies of Florida." Diane rolled her eyes, "Wildlife of Florida!" Pinching his arm she kissed his lips once more, "Just go to the lake and do that 'old fashioned camping' you're talking about. Since your 'roughing' it, does that mean you're not using the refrigerator, stove, laundry, air-conditioning, and all the other things life has to offer?" He winked, "Sure babe, you believe that, and we'll both enjoy ourselves." "You'll have more fun then I will, believe me." Jim placed his bag back on the floor and hugged his wife, "You could have fun too if you'd open your eyes for a moment and take a look around you." "Your not talking about Cher again, are you?" "Yes," Jim went on, as he saw his wife begin to roll her eyes at him. "Honey, look at her this weekend, watch how she acts around you. You have, what,two nights up there, and almost two full days, right?" Diane shook her head in disbelief, "We'll get there sometime later this afternoon, then have a welcoming supper tonight. Saturday is the seminar, and then after breakfast Sunday morning we're heading home. But that doesn't matter, because what you're suggesting is silly and just some little perverted fantasy you have in your head." "No Hon, it's not." Taking her hand, he held it and slowly ran circles over the top of it, "I like the fantasy idea, yes, but I know that Cher is into it. She's into you! She told me so, and I don't know how to make you believe that. She sat right there in our living room, while you were in the kitchen, and told me she wanted to make love to you, and, that if you were okay with it, then the three of us could try it sometime." "Jim, it makes no sense, she's been my friend for years, she's married and I know she and Ray are having problems, but... Jim, just stop, she isn't 'into me'." A horn blew outside, "There's your ride, give me a kiss, you pervert, and have a good time." "Okay, but look Diane, if you take the time to notice, and you see that she is coming on to you, and you like it, then don't let thoughts of what I think stop you. Sure, I'd like to be there, but I'm realistic; the first time should be just you and her." He pressed his lips to hers one last time, picked up his bag, and headed out to the truck. Diane waved goodbye to her husband and thought that he was just embellishing a few hugs and cheek kisses so he could get off. "No way does Cher want something else from me," she told herself as she went into her room, and finished packing her suitcase. She was just about to zip it when she noticed a small brown package. Digging it out from under her previous packed items, she looked at the note penned by her spouse: Just in case... love you and don't open till you get to the hotel... kisses. Diane tried to figure out what the item was by squeezing it, but all she could tell was that it was something made from cloth. Putting it back in the suitcase, this time on top, she tossed in her favorite lotions and sprays, and zipped the case closed just as the doorbell chimed. Diane hurried to the door, "Hey there," her friend greeted her. Diane felt Cher's hug, familiar and friendly. Thinking to herself, "Jim and his silliness," she hugged Cher back and welcomed her into the house. "Do you need any help?" Cher asked her friend. "Nope, I was just about to take my suitcase to the door and wait on you." Cher followed Diane back to her bedroom, "You know we don't have to leave right now. I mean, if it is all the same to you, Hell I'd stay home!" "Really?" Diane looked at her. "Really!" "Cher, I'm only going because I thought you wanted to." Diane sat on the bed. "I could care less about Fireflies in Florida." "Huh?" "Oh, it was what Jim was calling the seminar, 'Saving Fireflies in Florida'." She rolled her eyes, "He says a lot of silly stuff, but really, I don't want to go. I told him I did so he wouldn't cancel his fishing trip." Cher sat down next to Diane and lay back on the bed, her hands resting behind her head, "I know what you mean; I don't like canceling things either. Even though Ray and I didn't have plans, I would have gone just to do something for a change." "Are you two still having a tough time," Diane asked, lying down next to her friend. She rested on her stomach and propped her chin on her hands, and her elbows on the bed. "I guess. We just don't do anything anymore and, well, the sex is dwindling." Diane looked at her friend. "Cher, have you talked to him?" "We've talked a little, but not a lot. Perhaps, it's just a temporary thing. It isn't like we do weird stuff together. We are pretty normal." "Well, I bet nothing you do is as weird as what Jim suggested to me, just before he left!" "What was that?" Diane sighed and rolled onto her back, placed her hands on her stomach, and looked at Cher, "He says you have a 'thing' for me and the three of us should 'get together'. I mean, he's just living some boyhood fantasy and trying to bring you and me into it. Sorry, you probably didn't want to know that." Cher sat up on the bed, and moved to press her back along the head board. "No, you're fine; besides, he probably told you that because it's true." Diane shot off the bed and looked at her friend, her mouth hanging wide open. "Jim told me you told him that, but I didn't believe him." "Oh, sorry." Cher said, her face a bright scarlet. "I didn't mean to upset you." "I'm not upset, just surprised; sorry for my reaction." "It's okay. Obviously the thought doesn't appeal to you, and that's okay; not everyone is into it." She got up and looked at Diane's suitcase, "So are we going to this thing or not?" Diane made a face. "Let's not, let's just have a best friends' weekend; we're not too far from the movies and, heck, both of our husbands think we're gone so let's just hang here for the weekend." Diane pulled her suitcase back onto the bed, "Go get your bag, you can pretend this is your hotel for the week." Diane watched Cher leave and then sat back down on the bed, still somewhat stunned. "Wow," she thought, "I wonder how long she's been thinking this way." She spun her suitcase around and began putting her things away. Once she was done, Diane lifted the brown package and opened it. "Nice!" She heard Cher's voice as Diane held the sheer red thong and nightie in her hands. Diane glanced up; this time her face was the one that was bright red. "Ummm... Jim packed it for me, it's new." "He packed it for you, for this weekend?" Cher looked confused, one brow raised. "Why?" "I guess it was a 'just in case we needed it' gift." "Oh, Di, that is rich!" Cher came over, took the nightie from Diane's hands, and held it up to Diane's frame. She studied her, trying to imagine her wearing it, "You'd look hot in this. You'd best save this for Jim because if I see you in it, you're in trouble." "You're as silly as him," Diane said, grabbing the nightie and stuffing it and the panties in the top drawer of her dresser. "I put my stuff in the guest room," Cher mentioned as she and Diane grabbed their purses and headed out to the car. "Great, let's run by the mall, grab something to eat, and then head to the movies." "Sounds great," Cher agreed, "I'll drive." The two women were soon on their way to the local mall, each one lost in her own thoughts. When they arrived, they agreed to do a little shopping. Each found a few things she liked before heading over to one of the small restaurants in the food court. Diane kept trying to block out the things about Cher that she had suddenly started noticing. She found herself curious about how long Cher held their hugs. Were they longer then a friendly hug? Diane thought about the times that Cher had given her a peck on the cheek, hello or goodbye. Were those more signs that she wanted more? In the end she decided she'd didn't care. Cher was her friend and that's all that mattered to her. Once the ladies had finished their supper they grabbed their bags and headed back to the car. They had decided to watch a "chick flick" since neither one had to worry about the moans and groans from their husbands. Diane carried their sodas and Cher the popcorn, both commenting that the popcorn was probably a waste since they had just eaten, but movie theatre popcorn is a must. After they settled in and the movie started, both women relaxed and enjoyed the flick. Cher had been concerned most of the evening over her and Diane's friendship, but after supper Diane seemed more relaxed and at ease with the new knowledge of her desire. She was glad, because she didn't want to lose her friend over something like this. "After all," she thought to herself, "that was why I hadn't said anything before." Deep down, she was thankful that Jim had finally brought it up. She hated keeping such an intimate secret from Diane. Diane shifted in her seat as another theatre occupant squeezed through their isle; her legs had to press against Cher's and for the first time she felt a little flutter in her stomach. She blushed, and said a silent thank you for the darkness of the theater. Easing her legs back away from her friend, she settled back to watch her movie. Diane placed her hand on her stomach, took a few breaths, and soon brought her attention back to the movie. "This is silly," she thought to herself, "just because she says that she wants to be with me doesn't mean I want to be with her; but what was that I was feeling?" When the movie was finished neither woman really wanted to go home. "You know what?" Cher asked Diane, as they were settled back inside her car, "We used to go bowling a lot. Do you want go play a quick game?" "Cher, that would be great! I miss doing that." "So do I," Cher agreed. The whole evening was fun, Diane couldn't remember when she and Cher had such a great time. After a couple of games of bowling and a few drinks, the women left the bowling alley and headed home. They moved through the house, each one laughing and joking with the other. "Come on, the night's still young," Diane said as she handed a wine cooler to Diane. They settled down and flipped on the late night TV comedian. Before long Diane started to feel warm, and she leaned against Cher. "Cher, I was wondering something.". "What?" Cher looked down at her friend, seeing the heated flush of her cheeks brought on by the alcohol. "How long have you felt like this? Like you wanted to be with me?" "Quite a long time, now." "Why didn't you tell me," Diane asked. Cher turned and touched Diane's cheek, "I didn't want to lose you as a friend." "Cher," Diane's eyes locked with Cher's, "you're my best friend; this wouldn't have ended our friendship." "I'm glad," Cher said as she leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Diane's lips, "I would have hated that." Diane pulled her head back slightly, "I would have hated that too." She noticed her voice had become soft and wispy. She unconsciously licked her lips, tasting the wine cooler that Cher had been drinking. Her stomach fluttered more then it had since the movies, and she kept staring at Cher's lips. Cher watched Diane's eyes and her tongue, and then she brought her thumb up to trace Diane's lips. "You're a very special friend to me Diane; I want you to know that." "You're special to me also." Pressing her thumb along the seam of Diane's lips, she slowly opened her mouth. The tip of Diane's tongue slipped forward and tasted Cher's thumb. Cher leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Diane's lips. She pulled back and looked into her friend's brown eyes. Diane looked back, her eyes fluttering, and her pulse beating faster. "I'll stop if you want me to," Cher assured her. Diane said nothing as Cher pressed her lips once more to the other woman's mouth. She tenderly ran her tongue over Diane's lips, outlining them. She swallowed the sigh that escaped with Diane's breath, and she watched her friend close her eyes. Cher moved closer, her tongue slipping gently into Diane's mouth. She tasted the wine cooler that Diane had drunk earlier; she eased her hand onto Diane's thigh, bringing a soft moan from her friend's throat. Diane felt her body awaken to something new and inviting. She opened her mouth further, allowing her own tongue to touch Cher's. Goose-bumps raised on her flesh, as she ran her tongue over the tip of the other woman's. When Cher's hand rested on her thigh, Diane felt the hairs on her neck rise and straighten. Diane tried to think about what was happening; she was surprised that she was allowing her friend to kiss her in this way. She was more astonished that she found herself enjoying it. At first she thought it was the alcohol, but she knew she still had all her senses and her judgment was not impaired. She leaned into Cher and let her tongue become somewhat bolder, as she deepened the kiss. Cher left her hand on Diane's thigh, and moved the other to her shoulder. She kneaded it through the material of the blouse, feeling the strap of her friend's bra beneath her fingers. Her tongue accepted Diane's and she stroked the sides of it slowly, tasting each spot she could inhale. The soft muscles danced with each other, a slow mesmerizing display of two friends, each learning something more about the other. Cher moved her hand down Diane's arm, caressing the tender flesh and feeling the goose-bumps rise. Her mouth continued to lay against Diane's, and then she slipped it away and traced her lips once more. Diane sighed, opened her eyes, whispered, "Oh," fell from her lips. Cher smiled at her friend, and moved her hand from Diane's arm to press under her breast. Diane's eyes widened and she bit her bottom lip. Diane nodded her acceptance and allowed her friend to hold her breasts in her hand. She felt the tingles that were aroused in the globe and saw her own hand moving to touch Cher's breast. Diane watched as Cher's nipple started to become harder then it had been earlier. Her tongue moistened her lips as she ran her thumb across the covered button. Cher quietly moaned, encouraging Diane to continue. She used her fingers to sweep lazily across Diane's breast. They moved to the small series of buttons that closed the front collar of her friend's shirt. Carefully, she removed each one from its holding place, giving Diane plenty of time to back away or tell her no. Diane said nothing. She knew that she could stop this if she wanted to but right now she didn't. Her hand cupped Cher's breast, enjoying the feel of it in her palm. She stroked the nipple and felt the ridges hiding under her shirt and bra. Moving her hands from Diane's buttons, Cher slid them down the sides of her friend's rib cage. "Can I?" she asked. When Diane nodded her head, she felt Cher's hands leave her breasts, and Diane moved back slightly. Cher lifted Diane's shirt from her body, exposing the globes of delight, now blocked only by the white, lace bra. Cher shivered in excitement. She had seen her best friend's breasts before, but she had never taken the opportunity to openly admire them, unsure of what Di's feelings would be. Now she did. Cher studied the twin breasts that were hiding from her. She ached to taste each one; her fingers skimmed over the lace of the bra, touching Diane's skin. Diane trembled with the first touch of Cher's fingers on her skin. She copied her friend's movements and lifted Cher's blouse from her body. She touched the soft flesh, and longed to see more. Her pulse raced. "I don't know what to do." Cher smiled at her and took her hand. Placing a soft kiss on the palm, she said, "Do you trust me?" Diane smiled, "Of course, you're my friend." "Then let me guide you, I have done this before and it is an enjoyable experience." Cher stood, took Diane's hand, and led her to the bedroom. The one secret she had kept was no longer a barrier between them. A weight lifted from Cher's shoulders, as she turned and gazed into the brown eyes of her friend. She touched Cher's cheek, then traced her eyebrows. Her thumb caressed, then slid down her chin. Diane's lips opened, her tongue moistened the pink flesh. Cher's eyes were drawn to those lips, and her eyes stayed with Diane's as she leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues touched, one tempted, the other holding back desire. Diane tensed slightly, as she felt Cher's hand move to her hip. Cher felt the change in her friend's body, and rested her hand where it was, letting Diane become accustomed to her. When she felt Diane's tongue move quicker in her mouth, Cher slowly slid her hand up the side of Diane's ribs, the bra still a barrier between them. Her fingers rested just at the curve of her friend's breast. Cher moved her mouth from Diane's mouth, and whispered into her ear, "May I remove your bra?" she asked her. With a small shake of her head, and a whispered, "Yes," she watched Cher move her finger over the lace of her bra. Diane continued watching her friend, as she slipped between her breasts. Once more Cher looked up at Diane, this time an unspoken question. Diane understood and nodded her head, allowing Cher to unclasp the bra. Her breasts now displayed to the eyes of a lover, not just a friend any longer. Cher cupped Diane's left breast, her thumb touched the nipple softly. She pushed on the small button and smiled as it grew hard under her touch. Diane gasped, surprised from the shot of electricity that shot through her. A shiver ran down her spine and she watched her friend slowly bend down and place a small kiss on top of her breast. Sliding her mouth down, Cher flicked the nipple with her tongue, then circled it with lazy traces. She moved her mouth closer, bringing the bud to her lips, then taking it and sucking with firm pressure. Diane breathed deep, bit her lip, and rested her hand on Cher's shoulder. "Cher," she gasped. "Yes," Cher stopped and looked up. "Do you want me to stop?" She looked at her friend, her eyes telling her that if she wanted her to no longer continue, then her wishes would be honored. "I need a minute, but no, I do want you to continue." Cher leaned up, and embraced her friend. "Hon, I'll begin again when you're ready, you just let me know." Diane returned her friend's hug, and found herself enjoying the hug. She felt her nipples pressed against Cher's clothes. Her ear rested against Cher's shoulder. Her fingers touched her friend's back, moving softly over the material. Cher's fingers answered Diane's touches, and mimicked them. Cher pressed a kiss to Diane's shoulder, and then slid her tongue to her neck. She nibbled gently, then stepped back and gazed at her friend. "May I take off my blouse and bra?" She asked Diane. Seeing Diane's nod, Cher lifted her blouse from her body and exposed her bra, this too was soon laid out on the floor with the other clothes. Diane looked at her friend's twin globes. She had seen them before, but now they appeared different to her. They were no longer a part of her friend but a part of a woman, an erotic part that Diane had not thought about till now. Cher took Diane's hand, lifted it, and placed it over her erect nipple. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 01 Ch. 01: My First Cock So there I was, upside down with a pillow beneath my head. My feet were placed on the sofa cushion, allowing me to push my body forward enough so my cock was pointing directly toward my face. Slowly stroking, I watched the screen with one of the best blowjobs I'd ever seen going on. Oh yeah, lick the tip, now take it slowly in, more, more. That's it, all the way. So hot. Now up and down in great rhythm. I stoked a little faster as I watched. Oh wow, he's going to cum. The first spurt went directly into his mouth all over his tongue. Next shot hit beside his nose with still another on his forehead. God it's all over. Oh man, I'm cumming too. I shot on my nose first, then a direct hit into my mouth, followed by one on my chin and finally a healthy dribble down my chest. I rubbed my chest and gathered as much as possible from my chin and nose and licked it off my hand. I love the taste of my own cum. My name is Ron. I'm in my 50s, about 5'10" 200lbs with dark hair, just starting to gray. I had been in a committed relationship with Gayle for 18 years, before our divorce 5 years ago. Our sex was great. I had only been into girls, so it surprised me when watching porn with bi scenes how I started to become so aroused watching the men giving each other blowjobs. It wasn't so much wanting a blowjob as wondering what it would be like to touch, lick and suck another mans cock. Over the next few months, the thought remained in my mind. I began spending more time surfing gay porn sites. Watching men suck cock got me as hard as I've ever been. I would regularly stroke my cock while watching, trying to time my release with the guys on the screen. I found myself wishing more and more that it were I sucking on that cock and taking the load in my mouth. I just knew I would never have the courage to actually do it. Then one day, after watching some porn while downing several beers, I decided to check out an adult dating site. I selected men seeking men and set up an account. This was crazy and exciting at the same time. I was unsure what to put in my profile. Since I can get rock hard just from having my nipples sucked, I decided to include that. I decided to say that I was interested in nipple sucking and tasting my first cock. Then I started checking out profiles in my area. Oh my God! There were all sorts of interesting men, but none seemed to be exactly what I was looking for. So, I logged off and went to bed, fantasizing and shooting a big load. I checked more profiles over the next few days, but still not sold on anyone. A couple of days later, I received an email from Mike who said he shared the same interests as me and asked if I would at least exchange emails with him. OK, no harm in that and no commitment for anything, so why not? Over the next three days, we discovered we were about the same age and build. We liked a lot of the same things, like sports and gay porn, and were each looking for an opportunity to suck our first cocks. On the fourth day, we discussed fantasies. I told him, as my profile stated, all I really wanted to do was suck nipples and cock, but I fantasized about being naked with another man, running my hands all over his body, licking his chest and sucking his nipples. I told him I would like to stand face-to-face and rub our cocks together, maybe even try kissing him before finally sinking to my knees and grabbing hold of his cock. I would stroke it to get the feel then lick the tip, hopefully with precum leaking out. I would then take him into my mouth, licking and sucking his cock and balls until he shot as I swallowed every drop. He responded by saying he was actually shaking as he typed his response. He had almost the same fantasies. I really wanted to take this to the next level. I decided to give him my address and made arrangements to get together three days later. What had I done? Over the next two days, I wondered if I really had the courage to go through with this. It was one thing to share fantasies by e-mail, but a totally different and frankly frightening thing to actually go through with it in person. But, thinking about finally having the opportunity to do what I had only dreamed of doing a few months earlier, I made the decision to go through with it. As I prepared for Mike's arrival, I showered and was hard as hell just thinking about what was about to happen. It was difficult to resist the urge to pump my cock and shoot right then. I resisted though, hoping Mike would take care of that for me. I dressed in a t-shirt and jeans leaving my underwear in the drawer. I hoped Mike would like the surprise. Mike arrived on time and rang the doorbell. As I opened the door, I observed a nice looking man with short brown hair, dark brown eyes and warm smile. He was dressed in a light blue polo shirt and faded jeans. I liked what I saw. I invited him in and greeted him with a warm handshake. We decided to start with a beer, sat and just talked for a while. We talked about the website we met on. Mike said he had been surfing the site for about a year, but hadn't decided to actually pursue anyone until he read my profile. He said he found it simple and inviting. I felt a little more at ease and liked where this was heading. Then without a word, we both stood facing each other. Mike reached over and grabbed my shirt, raising it over my head. As he dropped it to the floor, I did the same to him and ran my fingers over his nipples. He let out a quiet moan. Then without hesitation, he bent forward and started licking my left nipple. I could only say "mmmm." He moved to the right nipple, licked and then began to suck. I was already semi-hard and that did the rest. The tent in my pants was now quite evident. He moved back and forth sucking each nipple as I said "Mike, that feels so good, my turn." Mike straightened up and I did just as he had done. His nipples were hard and apparently as sensitive as mine as he started moaning immediately. I looked down and saw that he was as hard as I was. What's a guy to do? So I loosened his belt, undid his pants and slid them down his legs. My God, he went commando as well and his cock was amazing. It stood straight out, about 7 inches and seemed to say to me, "suck me now." I knelt down in front of him and helped him the rest of the way out of his pants. This is it, I thought. I reached out, touching his shaft gently, running my hand up and down, and then cupping his balls. Though it was a cock just like mine, it felt so different actually touching it. As I continued to get to know the feel of his cock, the precum appeared. I had often tasted my own, so I was anxious to try his. Slowly, I licked the tip of Mike's cock. It tasted sweet and I wanted more. His cock twitched in my hand as if to say, "I'm all yours now." I took the head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I then began to suck the head. It felt so great to finally have a cock in my mouth. I moved a little further down the shaft, then back up again. The softness of the skin but firmness of the shaft was amazing. Up and down I moved, managing to get almost all of it in my mouth. I absolutely loved the feeling of a hard cock so deep in my mouth. I backed off and licked the underside of the shaft along the vein and down to balls. I bathed his balls with my tongue and then gently sucked them. Mike said, "Oh yeah, Ron, that's it." I continued to lick his balls and shaft for a minute, but I needed that cock back in my mouth. I resumed a nice steady up and down motion, sucking and licking his cock as I did so. "Don't stop, don't stop," Mike said. I wasn't about to. I gently rubbed and squeezed his balls as I continued feasting on his magnificent meat. Up and down, up and down sucking and swirling my tongue. "Oh my God, here it comes," Mike said. I backed off to about halfway and and Mike let loose. I wanted so badly to swallow his load. His first spurt was thick and warm. I managed to swallow just as another spurt came. Then, another and another. He filled my mouth completely and a little dribbled out of the corner. I swallowed again and again but held a little in my mouth so I could get the full taste. I loved it. I thought it had a slight taste like celery. Again, I knew I wanted more. After a minute, I let his now softening cock from my mouth and stood up. Mike immediately said, "I want to taste my own cum." With that, he moved forward, licked the dribble from my face and kissed me. Our lips parted and tongues danced. We kissed long and hard, sucking each other's tongues and moaning together. This had far exceeded my expectations already and it wasn't done yet. Mike asked, "would you mind if I returned the favor now?" "I would love that", I said. Mike kissed me again, and then went to sucking my nipples, licking my chest all the way down to my pants. He quickly opened my pants and slid them off. Mike wasted no time. My cock was in his mouth all the way. I am slightly longer than Mike but he had no problem swallowing my whole cock. Mike kept it there, working my head with his throat. I knew I wanted him to teach me that trick. Mike then began to work my cock up and down, in and out. He sucked the head then all the way down the hatch again. He began to suck a little harder and was bobbing up and down a little quicker. I knew I wouldn't last long. "Mike. I'm cumming," I said, as my knees buckled and the spurts began. I don't know when I've cum so much or so hard, but Mike managed to swallow it all, or so I thought. He gently licked and sucked for a minute, then stood and kissed me again. He had managed to hold quite a lot of my cum in his mouth and we shared it in a deep long tongue swapping kiss. "Mike, that was absolutely the best ever. It's hard to believe you've never sucked cock before." Mike said "well, to be honest, when I was 13 my neighbor and I sucked each other off a few times. He moved away and I'd not given it much thought again until about a year ago." I asked "Was it worth the wait?" He simply kissed me again. We sat and had a beer and talked for a bit. Neither of us had made any move to put our clothes back on. "I really loved sucking your cock, Mike. It felt and tasted so good. I can't wait to do it again," I said. Mike just smiled. I noticed Mike was starting to get hard again. "Ready for round two?" I asked. "Absolutely," he replied. I led Mike to the bedroom and turned to face him. He reached out and took my cock in his hand moving forward at the same time. He must have remembered my fantasy completely as he began rubbing our cocks together. It felt so good and I was now completely hard again. I asked him to lie on his back with his head near the end of the bed I was standing at. I bent over and began a beautiful upside down kiss. We licked each other's lips and tongues and kissed deeply. I then moved down slightly and began licking his neck and chest. He did the exact same thing to me. We worked on each other's nipples for quite a while. He loved it as much as I did as we were both moaning out loud. I moved along his chest, kissed and licked his stomach and finally reached that beautiful hard cock that I wanted in my mouth again. We began sucking each other again, this time together. It felt so damn good to not only be sucking his cock, but having him suck mine at the same time. I realized Mike was probably a little uncomfortable having to move his off the bed in order to suck me, so we rolled together onto our sides. We were licking the length of each other's cocks, licking and sucking balls, giving each other the best we had to offer and driving each other crazy. I told Mike to spread his legs wider, then spread his cheeks and licked his ass. He began doing the same to me. I ran my tongue over his rectum, and then tongued it as deeply as I could. He moaned out loud. When Mike tongued my hole, I almost shot my load. After a couple of minutes of serious rimming, we both returned to mutual cock sucking. This time I managed to swallow his entire cock. I was deep throating Mike and loving it. I was also enjoying his cock sucking expertise on me. There was lots of loud cock sucking, slurping and moaning. Mike tensed and began to come first. As he began delivering shot after shot deep in my throat, he inserted a wet finger in my ass. That drove me over the edge and I came for what seemed like minutes. I managed to capture all his cum this time and saved a little for the kiss I knew was awaiting us. Mike saved a little as well and we kissed each other sharing our creamy reward. Afterwards, we held each other for several minutes before Mike asked, "I wonder what a cock in my ass would feel like?" That's a story for another time. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 02 The final part to Jim's fantasy. Thanks for the pleasure of writing for you. I hope it is all you imagined. Thank you to VillageWordsmith, and hope the water wasn't too cold. Red Diane woke up feeling a soft body pressed against her. She closed her eyes and thought back over the evening. Pictures of Cher and her flooded her mind, and she felt a flutter in her abdomen. Pressing her palm against it, she shivered. Cher's hand moved tighter against her waist. The warm body eased the morning chill, and Diane snuggled in closer. She had learned something about her friend that she had not realized, or had been too blind to see. Over yesterday afternoon, they had opened up and reflected on the past. Touching Cher's hand, she curled her fingers around it; she felt the hair on her neck rise, when a kiss was placed on her back. "Good morning," Cher whispered, as she licked across Diane's shoulder. Diane felt a hum in the center of her sex. She rolled into her friend's arms, and felt her lip tremble in renewed desire. "Good morning," she whispered back, all ready hearing her voice take on a huskier tone. Her fingers skimmed up Cher's arm and then back again. Cher smiled and brought her hand over to Di's waist. "No regrets?" Diane looked at her friend, her fingers resting on the top of her arm; she moved them to her neck and pressed her fingers against the sensitive flesh. Diane pulled Cher's head down to hers and pressed their lips together. Her tongue slipped in and the two women kissed gently, easing their tongues together, tasting each other. "None," she sighed into Cher's mouth. She felt a new sense of who she was, and she wanted to experience it. Diane stroked her hand down Cher's arm and rested it on her hip, before sliding it back up her smooth skin, to cup her breasts. She wedged her legs between Cher's and pushed her friend back. Diane looked down on her friend, as she straddled over her. "I would like to try this now," she mumbled. "I want you to do what you're comfortable with." Lust-filled eyes looked back at Diane, as Cher moaned her answer. Her own sex was throbbing with hunger. Diane's ass rested on Cher's pussy, and Cher was getting wetter as she thought of her friend's sweet cunt. She ached for Diane's bald pussy to slide smoothly with hers. Diane smiled down, "I may be awkward, but I'll try to pleasure you, like you did me." She moved her hair from her face, and lowered her mouth to Cher's. Her tongue swept inside, stroking against the edge of her teeth, before their tongues began to stroke each other. Diane felt the moisture of her sex increase, as her kiss took her closer to exploration. She traced the shape of Cher's teeth and gums, before she slid her tongue free and traced the shape of her friend's lips. Cher rested on her back, welcoming Diane's kisses and licks. She kept her hands at her side, allowing Di the freedom to move at her own pace. Her hands itched to run over Diane's back and down her hips. She longed to push their pussies together but she held back, her desire building to new lust filled heights. Her body felt each touch of her friend's gentle hands, and each slide of her tongue upon her skin. Cher moaned and gasped when she felt Diane move her body further down. Their sexes were so close, the heat from each one reaching to mix with the other. Diane slipped her tongue down Cher's neck, over to its center, and then down her chest. Her hand cupped Cher's right breast, and she licked the rosy center. Using her teeth, Diane teased the nub and then bit it gently. Her sex was hot, and needed more. Diane knew what her body craved, and, as she sucked greedily on her lover's tit, she pushed her sex down. Cher arched upward as Diane's bald cunt ground into hers. The pussies lay tight against each other, the lips pressing hard and the juices mingling. Diane shuddered as she felt Cher's moist cunt, and she began grinding her sex against her friend's. She left the nipple, and arched her own back, bringing their bodies even tighter together. Each of the women felt the temperature of their bodies, each loving the feeling and begging for more. Giving into the need, Cher moved her hands to Diane's hips and started to move her friend's cunt up and down her sex. The two women moaned in ecstasy as they pushed and pulled. Cher heard a noise and was distracted by the clearing of a throat. She looked over, her face flushed, and saw Jim standing there. He had his hand around his cock stroking it as he watched his wife fuck her best friend. Diane heard him also. She spun around and climbed off her friend. Her face was sheet white, then rosy red. Her eyes traveled over his body and rested on his cock. She felt her pussy react to him, and she knew he wanted this. This was his fantasy now; she turned to look at Cher. "If you'd like to continue, we can. I know you and Jim have talked about it." Cher reached out and took some of the slick juices from Diane's pussy. "Yes, baby, I want to continue." Jim watched his wife climb back onto the bed. He gazed upon her well-sculpted ass, and his cock leaped toward it. Jim had heard the sounds from the bedroom, and he knew instantly what was happening. He had left the trip early, after one of the guys had been called away and another had gotten ill. He decided to come home and just relax; now, looking at the skin that was fucking on his bed, relaxing was far from his mind. He temporarily released his cock, so he could get his slacks and boxers off. His shirt soon followed. Jim pulled up one of the small chairs that rested against the wall and he sat back. With his hand wrapped around his thick rod, he watched his wife slide her tongue down Cher's stomach. He'd get all the details later; right now, this was all he wanted. Jim almost fell out of his chair when he saw his wife spread Cher's cunt with her fingers. The head of his cock swelled more as he watched her tongue lap up the sweet juices. Diane had lost all thoughts of Jim, for the moment. She pushed her tongue against Cher's engorged clit and sucked on it rapidly. Her teeth teased the nub before her tongue licked over the edge of it. Her mouth covered the sensitive piece and suckled greedily from her lover's body. Diane felt her own pussy, wet and wanting to be fucked. She looked to her husband, and told him to fuck her cunt. Jim removed his hand from his cock, and positioned himself behind his wife. Instead of fucking her with the swollen rod, he slid underneath her. Diane's feet rested on the floor as her head moved over Cher's bald pussy. Jim's cock throbbed and his balls tightened as he stared at his wife's perfect lips. They dripped with juice, and Jim wanted every drop. He pushed himself up on his hands and dived into her pussy, his mouth sucking the nectar from her body. Using his tongue, he swept in between the two swollen lips. The honey spilled onto his mouth and he ran his face over his wife's sex, enjoying the moistness that covered him. Diane moaned over the pussy that rested underneath her. Her tongue dipped inside the hot hole that her fingers were helping to fuck. She rammed one long digit into Cher's sex. The fingernail stroked the walls of Cher's body, gathered slickness, and brought it out to be consumed by her mouth. Diane began to run her tongue faster and her fingers deeper. Her ears picked up the sounds of Jim sucking her clean and of Cher's moaning frenzy. Cher moved her hips up; her fingers pulled and twisted her nipples. She felt Diane's tongue diving into her cunt and her free hand pushed into Diane's hair and held her there. Cher came against her friend's mouth, her cum flowing fast and free. Each shake of her body, each tremor she felt, released more liquid silk from the caverns of her being. Lapping up the juices that now covered her tongue and fingers, Diane inhaled the aroma of her lover, and then felt her husband cover her pussy with firm strokes of his own tongue. She climaxed against him, and each of her moaning cries released heat upon Cher's wet and sticky cunt. Diane squeezed her thighs, locking her husband's head against her baldness. As she felt the sucking of her clit, she came even more, and gasped for air. "Oh yes! Fuck, oh god!" she screamed, her whimpers growing less as she came down from her high. Jim moved away from his wife's pussy and looked at her ass. He took his cock in his hand and pulled a bottle of lube from his dresser. Coating his shaft and his wife's perfect hole, he pushed the head of his cock deep inside her. He moved slowly at first, knowing his own release would be quick this first time; he didn't take too long in being gentle. As Jim fucked his wife's ass, he watched Cher turn and face Diane. Cher licked Diane's face clean, then cupped her tits and offered them to Diane. Diane licked each one, then sucked on them. Her body, beginning its hum and its call for more, began to regain its hunger. Jim fucked her faster, his balls slapping against his wife's butt. He drove his cock in deep, taking her ass and giving her all of his cock. Diane bit her lover's tit, and then pushed the nipple with her tongue, before sucking it hard. She could see the rise and fall of Cher's breath, and she groaned when she saw Cher's hand push against her cunt. Diane rammed her ass against her husband, and cried out her lust as Jim came inside her. Feeling the heat of his seed fill up her ass, she squeezed her muscles around him, milking more fire from his balls. Jim felt the explosion of cum and closed his eyes. Clenching them tightly he continued to pound his cock into his wife. He pushed deeper, emptying all of his seed inside her, fucking her until he no longer shook inside. Jim leaned down and kissed his wife's back, then licked the small of it. He placed small bites on each cheek after he had eased out of her. His hands went to her hips and he turned her around, his lips covered hers and their tongues tasted the juices of her body as well as the nectar from Cher's. Cher moved from the bed, and walked behind Jim. She ran her fingers down his back and across his shoulders. Leaning upward, she whispered against his ear, "Thank you." Diane smiled up at her husband and repeated the same meaning, but used her eyes and her tongue to speak for her. Taking both women's hands, he led them back to the bed. He watched them lie down, and he gazed upon them. His hand moved up his wife's leg, then over to Cher's. Jim could feel his arousal begin its journey back. Pressing his palms into each pussy, he moved toward them. Jim wedged one leg between Diane's and the other between Cher's. The two women pressed their legs and hips together. Bending down, Jim ran his tongue over his wife's pussy, licking the soft, bald skin. Then he lapped at Cher's cunt. He blew air against her sex, while he pushed his finger deep into his wife's slick covered walls. As he moved his finger in and out of her hot, juice filled heaven, his tongue dived between the lips of Cher's arousal. Moving with matched tempo, he finger-fucked his wife and fucked her best friend with his tongue. His cock now was stretched once more, and he wanted to fuck both women all night. Moving his mouth from Cher he slid his tongue into his wife's sex. Then his fingers found the warm welcoming of Cher's cunt. Once more he lavished attention on the twin, bald pussies underneath him. The musky scent sent shock waves through his body, and his balls tightened further under his shaft. Diane shook as she watched her husband move from one pussy to the other. Cher's juices dripped from his chin, and she longed to lap it up. The thoughts of doubt that she had voiced just the morning before no longer even entered her mind. Only lust, desire, and passion mixed heavily with love were the items that she craved. "Oh god, Jim," she cried out, as his teeth claimed the lips of her cunt. Cher's eyes were clenched tight as Jim rammed his fingers deep inside her. She pushed her muscles together, and locked his stroking digits inside her hot hole. Cher began to buck against him, forcing him to push his fingers in deeper. She felt each driving fuck, and she welcomed it. She looked over to Diane, and rammed her fingers against Di's swollen clit. "Shit, yes!" Diane balked, as she felt Cher's fingers, and Jim's tongue work her pussy. Her back arched and her hips lifted high. Her body collapsed as her orgasm ripped through her. Jim sucked her juices again, cleaning her walls. His fingers slowed on Cher's pussy, but they held a promise for her release as well. Jim licked, and fucked his wife clean, as she shivered the last of her juices out for him. Cher took her fingers and sucked off the flavorful cunt juice that had spread all over her lover's clit. After he had licked his wife's bald pussy clean, he moved back to Cher's. His tongue joined his fingers, thrusting long deep strokes against the lips and the walls. Thick liquid came to him, as he coaxed it from its hiding place. His eyes looked up the woman's body, and he watched his wife's mouth claim Cher's tit. Her pearly, white teeth bit on the nipple while his strong tongue filled her cunt. They worked fire from Cher's body, one she wanted only to feel burn. Cher bucked against Jim's face and her fingers again dug into Diane's hair. She screamed as she came against the man's face. His sucking increased as did his finger speed. Cher thrashed and lifted her hips. Her legs wrapped around his shoulders and locked his head to her pussy. Her face was a burning flame as he cleaned her juices from her body. "Oh, fuck yes, oh baby!" Cher climaxed again, and covered his chin with more cum. Jim's cock hurt: he wanted to fuck someone, to ram it hard into the luscious pussy beneath him. He watched Diane move over Cher's face; her pussy hovered over her lips. With his cock in his hand, he straddled Cher's hips and guided his thick rod into her cunt. Cher shuddered again, and grabbed onto Diane's hips. She pushed her friend's pussy to her mouth as Jim pushed his cock deep inside Cher's slick hole. Diane began to rub her swollen lips over Cher's mouth, feeling her teeth on her clit. Jim watched his wife's pussy being eaten by Cher and he stroked his cock harder into Cher's cunt. His hands clasped his wife's breasts, and he pulled on her nipples. "Wonderful, baby," he whispered to her. She smiled back, and continued to ride the face of the woman beneath her. Jim watched the passion on his wife's face, as he slammed hard into the same woman that was eating out his wife. Soon the boiling cum was rising again and it forced its way into Cher's overused pussy. Diane released her own orgasm as Cher bit the inner wall of her swollen lips. "Yes!" she cried out as she collapsed to the side and enjoyed the rippling waves that moved through her body. Jim felt Cher's orgasm cover his cock and he pushed deep, easing more of her lust from her. Their juices mingled, and he soon felt the final tremors from both of their sexes. "Shit," he muttered as he moved out of Cher's pussy and over to his wife. He pulled her to him and slid up to the head of the bed, bringing her along. Diane lay on top of her husband's body, and rested her head on his chest. Cher stroked Diane's back and they each stayed quiet, regaining their breath. Cher was the first to move. She kissed Diane's lips then Jim's. Moving from the bed she slipped on a robe that had been discarded sometime earlier in the week. She moved towards the bathroom, and ran a bath. As she soaked her sex-spent body, she heard the slow tender loving of Diane and Jim. Her hand moved to her own pussy, and she stroked it with a slow rhythm. Thoughts of future surprises and fantasies carried all three to their own plains of desires. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 02 As some of you may remember, I recently did something that I had never imagined doing. I arranged to meet a man that I found online, had drinks with him in a hotel bar and had sex with him in an elevator, a hallway while strangers watched us and in a hotel room. This was something that my husband and I had fantasized about during our love making sessions, but it had never occurred to me that I would actually do it. I guess I knew that I would enjoy the sex, but I shocked myself with my overwhelmingly positive reaction to things like exhibitionism, public sex and my lover's big cock. By the time we parted company that evening, I knew that I wanted more of it and Jerome had agreed that he would provide it. I am originally from India, and I was trained from birth to think only of arranged marriage and sex within that relationship. You can see why the concept of sex with a total stranger was a bit of a stretch for me, and that's also why my husband made a comment about my virginity in part one of this story. I guess the fact that I had arranged my own marriage to a non-Indian meant that I was more open to new experiences that I had thought I would be. For those of you who are concerned, I am on birth control—this 42 year old does not need another pregnancy at this stage in her life. About a month after the hotel encounter, we put our two children on a plane for a preplanned trip (planned three months ago) to visit my husband's parents in another state. Since that meant my husband and I would be alone, we had decided to take vacation time from our jobs so we could do things together. Almost immediately after the hotel event, we started to talk about the possibility of meeting my lover again during our vacation. I contacted Jerome and he agreed to meet with me again. We decided that we would go on a "date" to a local bar that also offered dancing. My only conditions were that the bar be far enough from home to make it less likely that we would see someone we knew, whatever we did had to be private enough that we wouldn't get arrested and I didn't want to be gang banged in the bar (this last condition caused him to laugh). He agreed but also added that he might surprise me a couple of times during the course of the evening. We set a date that was on a weekday so the bar wouldn't be too crowded. He would pick me up and drive me to the bar, and my husband would drive there separately so he could watch and intervene if things got too far out of hand. Unfortunately, a few days before our date, my husband found out that he would be required to attend a meeting at his corporate headquarters with the CEO—that is as close to mandatory as you can get and the "request" superseded his vacation. He would be leaving the morning of the date only to return the following evening. However, he told me that I should go through with my plans. It made me a little apprehensive, but I was so excited by the slightly risky sex in public potential for the date that I agreed to go alone. Moreover, I really wanted Jerome's cock in me again and I didn't know when such a good opportunity would pop up again. I had originally decided to dress casually for my date—probably about the same way I dressed for the hotel encounter. There would certainly be no bra or panties, but the clothes would be almost "business casual". I'm not sure why, but my thinking about how to dress became much more daring after I found out that my husband wouldn't be there. Maybe the whole thing seemed more sinful and erotic when I thought about being alone with a lover with no "chaperone". After I decided on a different approach to dressing, I went on a shopping trip to find something "sluttier" to wear. I got so excited while walking the mall looking for it that my dripping pussy wet the crotch of my shorts (good thing they were navy blue)—I hadn't worn panties on the shopping trip. I actually masturbated in one of the dressing rooms when I was trying on dresses. I just had to relieve the tension. The outfit I finally chose had a halter type top that tied at the neck with a deep plunging neckline, open sides and a bare back. It was very apparent that I was braless since both sides and a small part of the bottoms of my tits were visible from the front and not just the sides. The fabric over my tits wasn't form fitting (just tight enough to stay in place) and was only wide enough to cover the front of the breasts. I have big tits (36D) so a dress with loose fabric over the bust like this allows my tits to sway freely and is very revealing and very erotic looking on me. In addition, when trying it on I noticed that the material was translucent so my nipples and areolae (large and dark as on most Indians) were clearly visible and my cunt lips were noticeable when I was back lit (I didn't wear panties to try it on and had no intention of doing so on my date). The skirt was about mid-thigh in length. The whole outfit left me as close to being nude as I could be without actually being nude. I also made sure that my pussy was cleanly shaven, because I love the skin-to-skin feeling (Jerome shaves his cock) that I get when my pussy is bald and I didn't want pubic hair showing through the dress. I know that it seems odd that I'm OK with having my dark nipples show through the dress but not pubic hair. I guess it's just a matter of personal taste. I didn't tell my husband until after the date what had inspired me to buy that dress (I hadn't discussed my original dressing plans with him so he didn't know the difference). However, I did model it for him the day before he left. His reaction was to bend me over the sofa, lift the skirt and fuck my brains out. I think it's safe to say he liked it. The next night, Jerome arrived just before 9 pm as we wanted to reach the bar after dark and because it meant that the neighbors would be less likely to see me. After I let him in the door, he looked me over and signaled his approval of my dress by grabbing me and kissing me hard. His hands were all over my body and his fingers briefly entered my pussy. I told him to slow down because I didn't want the fucking to start in my foyer, although I was tempted and I did take a long feel of his hard cock through his pants. I locked the house, put a wrap over my top as there was no sense flashing my tits to our neighbors and fellow PTA members, and we left for our night of sex. I took a handbag with makeup and my wallet, but I left my cellphone at home. I knew I was committed to whatever Jerome had planned for the evening. Shortly into the drive, Jerome's right hand pulled my skirt up to my waist and the fun began. He spent much of the 30-minute drive with his hand on my pussy or on one of my tits as he had untied the top of the dress as soon as we left my subdivision. At first, I was nervous that I might be spotted, but it was dark and I had the expectation this time (unlike our first encounter) that I would be naked and having sex in public, so I did nothing to stop him. He was careful to never let me cum, but I was extremely horny and my pussy was dripping wet by the time we reached our destination. When we arrived, he parked on the largely deserted top deck of a parking garage. I got out of the car with my top still untied, and I didn't bother to cover myself until we were at the elevator and he had pushed the "down" button. I guess I really have become an exhibitionist, because it excited me that several people we passed on the parking garage ramp had a clear view of my chest. He squeezed my ass a couple of times in the elevator, but he was forced to behave himself. An older couple got on the elevator two floors below ours, eyed my largely exposed chest with poky nipples and gave me what could only be described as an evil look. I think they disapproved, and that was the end of any possibility of carnal activity there. It was too bad because the elevator was very slow, and we otherwise could have had some fun on the ride down. The bar (it was actually more of a nightclub) was close by so the walk was short. I noticed that it was slightly upscale and that it was mostly occupied by couples. Many of the women were young and were wearing revealing clothing, but I still saw several guys (and girls) giving my tits a close look. What a turn on! Jerome had apparently called ahead so we had a secluded table waiting for us. Some people could see us, but we weren't in the middle of the room. Jerome and I ordered drinks and sat and talked for a while—it was a chance for us to learn more about each other (e.g. I found out that he is an electrical engineer trained at Georgia Tech, he works for a defense contractor in Marietta and he is divorced—the libido I knew about already). However, it didn't take too long before he started to become more aggressive. His left arm was around my lower back and he put that hand on my thigh and pulled my skirt up to my waist. I spread my legs apart slightly. His fingers quickly found my pussy and he started to finger fuck me and rub my clit very rapidly. He also kissed me very passionately on my mouth and neck. As horny as I was after the car ride, it only took me a few minutes before I had my first orgasm in public with lots of people around me (I had cum in the hotel hallway and elevator and again in the dressing room, but they weren't quite as public). I tried to keep it quiet, but I was very flushed and judging by their smiles, another couple close by figured out what was going on. He let me calm down in peace for a while (i.e. no fingers in my pussy—just a hand at the top of my thigh). I actually considered asking Jerome to fuck me right there but decided that it would be much too public if I climbed on his cock in the middle of the nightclub. After the server got us a second round of drinks, a slow song started to play and I told Jerome that I wanted to dance (I love to dance). He led me to the dance floor and held me very tightly. I looked up at him and he kissed me tenderly. At the same time, he ran his right hand under my skirt and caressed my ass—it turned me on that others in the bar might get occasional glimpses of my ass and wet pussy. I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my stomach. Even though we were both very hot as the song ended, we managed to last through one more song before he took my hand and led me into a semi-darkened hallway at the back of the bar. The hallway was public but it appeared that it wasn't being used. As soon as we were out of view of the other bar patrons, he pushed me against a wall. He stuck his tongue into my throat, his right hand untied and pulled down my top and he grabbed my ass with his left hand. He left the zipper alone so my dress didn't fall off. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. He pulled up my right leg by the knee and I put about two inches of his pole in my pussy to give a strong hint that I was ready to fuck. I told him to take me there in public. I was actually hoping that someone would watch us or maybe even join us (so much for my gang bang condition), but he surprised me when he pulled his cock away, took out a key and opened the storage room door next to us. I found out later how he got the key. Once we were in the room, I spotted a low table against a wall, and I sat on it with my legs over the edge. I was so anxious that I didn't even bother to pull off my dress. I mean, why go out in a slutty dress with no panties if you aren't prepared to fuck while fully clothed? At least my tits were out in the open. After Jerome locked the door, he came in front of me, lifted up both of my legs by the knees and shoved his cock into my pussy. I was extremely wet, and he slid in with no resistance. He fucked me very hard and fast while I leaned on the table supported by my elbows. It felt very good to have that big cock in me again, and I loved the fact that my tits were bouncing around wildly. As I watched his cock plow into me, I suddenly noticed that he was looking at a chair a couple of feet away from us (that's what they stored in the storeroom). It only took me a second to realize what he had in mind. He pulled out of me and moved toward the chair. I took off my dress and he removed his shirt and pants, because our clothing would get drenched by cum and pussy juice in that position. He sat down on the chair with his 9-inch cock pointing straight up. I climbed on facing him and felt his pole penetrate me completely so that I was sitting on his pubic bone. I love this position, because I can control how deep and at what angle his prick enters me, and he can squeeze my tits and bite my nipples. I spent a long time slowly moving up, down and around while my pussy muscles squeezed him while he mauled my breasts with his hands and mouth. His cock was brushing against my clit with each stroke and it made me go nuts. We were both so horny that we only lasted another 10 minutes or so. He started to cum first and his huge load of jism shooting inside my cunt sent me over the edge—I had never had that happen before. He told me later that he hadn't had sex or masturbated in two weeks and that would explain why it felt as if he had pumped a gallon of cum into me. Jerome's cock never gets soft immediately, so I stayed on top of it slowly moving up and down while we kissed very passionately. With each stroke, I felt his cum and my juices being squeezed out of my pussy and on to his balls and the chair. I finally stood up after I felt his cock become only semi-hard (probably still six to seven inches long) and saw that our juices had made a huge mess in his crotch. Being the good slut that I have become, I told him to stay seated so I could clean up the mess. I got on my knees and spent several more minutes licking and sucking our combined cum off his cock and balls. This was certainly the new me, because I wouldn't even taste my husband's cum until a month ago. I even reached down into my pussy, grabbed his spunk with my fingers and stuck it in my mouth—that's how much I like it now. I then moved forward so his dick was in the gap between my breasts and kissed all over his sexy stomach and chest. He then pulled me up farther and we spent a long time kissing and holding each other. After some time, we decided that we should get out of the storeroom. I honestly had no idea how long we had been there. We both dressed and tried to clean up so it wouldn't be too obvious that we have been fucking. We couldn't find a towel of any type in the room to sop up that gallon of cum now leaking from my cunt, so I just left the room with the all of the juices dripping on the floor and on my legs (I massaged a lot of it into the skin of my legs). The bar was darkened, but I'm sure people could see globs of white stuff trailing behind me. The same couple was eying me and smiling when I got to the table, and I'm assuming that they figured out what had happened during our disappearance into the hallway. At an earlier stage in my life (like 6 weeks ago), I would have been deeply embarrassed by that thought, but I now find it very exciting. I was shocked when I saw that it was 11:30. We had been in the storeroom much longer than I had thought. I decided that it would be a good time to freshen up, so I excused myself and went to the ladies' room. I'm glad that I did because I discovered that I had partially dried cum stuck to my face and chest (where his cock had rested when we were kissing), and that along with my very distended nipples are likely what the other couple had noticed. Once I had that cleaned up and my make up had been fixed I headed back to Jerome so we could move to the next phase of our evening. My nipples were still very erect, but there nothing that I could (or wanted to) do about that. We finished our drinks at the table and I tried to carry on a conversation for another 30 minutes, but I was in a multiple orgasm-induced haze at that point. I really could only think about wild public sex. At least I had the presence of mind to pull up my skirt and sit on the seat with my bare ass. I didn't want all of that cum to stain my dress, because it hadn't occurred to me to clean my pussy while I was in the restroom. I knew that I wanted much more of his cock that evening and that we had largely exhausted the sexual possibilities in the nightclub, so I suggested that we leave and find some place more "private". However, I left it to him to decide where that should be. After Jerome paid the bar tab, we walked outside and headed up the street toward the parking garage. I assumed that he would be driving us to the "private" place, but I never asked him what he planned to do. Ever since our first encounter in the hotel, my pussy starts to tingle in elevators, and I hoped that we would at least get to do something, even it wasn't full-blown fucking, on the way up to the roof of the garage. He did pull up my skirt and squeeze my ass while we waited for the elevator. However, as luck would have it, another couple showed up just before the door opened. They probably saw my ass but I really didn't care. Jerome and I entered the elevator first and the other couple stood in front of us with their backs to us. After the door closed, I felt Jerome's right hand start to quietly pull down the zipper on my dress. Once that action was completed, he reached up and untied my top (he held the ties so that the dress didn't fall off)—I felt a huge grin cross my face because I knew (or at least hoped) that I was going to get fucked in the elevator. The anticipation was causing pussy juice and the remaining cum from our storeroom encounter to run down my leg. I reached my left hand back and confirmed that Jerome's staff was at attention again. Luckily, the other couple got off on the second floor (of five), and we were finally alone. As soon as the door closed, Jerome let my dress drop to the floor, pushed me forward against the wall, pulled out his cock and rammed it into my pussy. The walls were reflective (but not fully mirrored), and I could see him standing behind me pumping my cunt while my tits were swinging wildly. I was on fire. The elevator was slow but it didn't take too long for us to reach the top. After the doors opened (no one was waiting there fortunately), he shifted his body into the opening so they wouldn't close again. He continued to fuck me for a minute or so before he decided that we should leave or someone might question why the elevator car was stuck at the top floor. I was very close to cumming, but I didn't quite get there before his cock left me. I was disappointed but understood. I picked up my dress and remained nude (just shoes) while I followed him about 50 feet to the car. His rigid cock was still sticking out of his pants and I could see it glistening with my juices in the dim light. I also noticed that his car was in full view of the elevator. There were no other cars on the parking deck, but you never know if someone might show up. It was nearly 90 degrees in Atlanta that night so it was a perfect time for public nudity. When we reached his SUV, he pushed me back against the door and we started to perform a repeat of the action from the hallway at the bar. I tossed my dress to the side and proceeded to remove Jerome's pants. For the next few minutes, I stroked and occasionally sucked on his cock while he fingered my pussy, pinched and twisted my hard nipples (I have started to like it now) and kissed my neck. All of this pushed me to a level where I told him that I needed to be fucked again. Jerome led me about 20 feet over to the wall at the edge of the garage (about three feet high). He pushed me down so that my tits were mashed against the cement and my head was over the side. He teased me for an eternity by rubbing the head of his cock from the entrance of my pussy to my asshole and back several times. Just when I thought he would do it again, he buried his entire shaft in my pussy in one motion. He held it there for a moment and then started to twist it around in a circular motion. I knew that I was outside (I was actually looking down at the street and at the buildings around us) and could probably be heard by someone, but I could not stop squealing and moaning loudly. He then started pumping me very hard, and I suddenly had my delayed orgasm. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 02 It was only then that I noticed another black man watching us from a short distance away (close enough that I could see a big bulge in his pants). I don't know when or how he had gotten there, but it really turned me on that we were being watched. He also looked slightly familiar, but I was in my "orgasmic zone" so I didn't invest too much time thinking about it. Jerome had continued to fuck me hard during and after my orgasm. Between that incredible feeling, the feeling of my nipples lightly rubbing the warm cement and the excitement of being watched, I came again. I had never before cum two times that quickly (it was rare until a month ago that I came more than once in a lovemaking session). Jerome pulled out of me and left me standing there for a moment with my arms hanging over the wall while I tried to catch my breath. Once I had recovered a bit, I turned around and stuck my tongue down his throat—I was hotter than I had ever been before. It also turned me on that he was now nude. He had taken his shirt off while he was fucking me, and he looked so fucking hot with the sweat glistening on his chest I followed him back to the car. He opened the back passenger door, sat on the edge of the seat and told me that it was time for me to give him a blowjob. After cumming four times on his fingers and cock, I figured it was the least I could do. As I leaned over and started to work on his cock, I noticed that our visitor had moved to a point where he was only five or so feet behind me, and that gave him a clear view of my cunt and asshole. I really didn't care at that point, because the guy had watched me being fucked while completely nude, so there wasn't anything he hadn't already seen. As I continued to give Jerome his blowjob (no deep throating—I'm not going to gag on a cock intentionally), I suddenly felt four very long fingers penetrating and widening my pussy and a thumb playing with my asshole. It felt good, but I wasn't expecting it and I didn't know the guy. I started to protest but Jerome pushed my head down on his cock so I couldn't say anything. The finger action continued for several minutes and then stopped. A few seconds later, I felt the head of a very large cock at my pussy opening. Before I could protest (I wanted it but it would have been "proper" to protest a bit), the new guy started to steadily push his cock into my wet cunt. As hard as it was to believe, this guy's cock was actually fatter and much longer than Jerome's dick and it felt like I was being stabbed with a baseball bat. It hurt a lot at first, but my cunt slowly started to adjust and he began to fuck me faster. It was incredible! He had all of it inside me before I knew it and he fucked me by pulling all of the way out and plunging all of the way in with each stroke. The new guy had also lubricated his thumb with my juices and had pushed the entire thing into my asshole—it hurt but it did something to make me even hornier because I could feel his finger and cock rubbing against each other. I guess it was a mini-DP. I was in ecstasy. I was completely naked, was getting fucked by a total stranger with an enormous pole, had my asshole plugged and was giving head to my lover with his large cock in a public parking garage. Several of my sexual fantasies were becoming reality at once. My new fuck partner must have been very stimulated because it only took a few minutes before he shot a huge (huge barely describes it because jets of it seemed to hit my cervix forever) load of sperm into me. For the second time that evening, I came when a guy's hot cum flooded my cunt. Jerome finally let me pull my head off his cock so I could squeal as I came. My new lover continued to pump me for a while, and when he finally pulled out of me, I felt gallons of cum start to run out of my pussy. It was only then that Jerome introduced me to the stranger—his name was Robert, they were friends and he was the manager of the nightclub (that's why he looked familiar). He had agreed to give Jerome the key to the storeroom and a "special" table if he could fuck me. Jerome had agreed and had kept that as one of his "surprises" for the evening. Although I think even Jerome was surprised by the size of his cock. In a previous life, this quid pro quo would have made me furious, but the "new me" was very happy to oblige. It's not that I want to be pimped out on a regular basis, but it was worth it this time. Jerome then sat up in the back seat (I noticed then that he had put several towels on the leather seat--good thinking). He told me that he wanted me to climb on him with my back against his chest to we could fuck in the reverse cowgirl position. I dutifully climbed on and his cock sank all of the way into me—it actually felt small after Robert had impaled me with his instrument but it still felt good. Robert's cum also squeezed out of me with each stroke--Jerome's balls were drenched again. He mauled my tits while twisting my hard nipples and pulled me back so we could kiss while I moved up and down on his cock. Robert climbed in and sat on the seat next to us, and I gave him a hand job until he grew hard again. It was then that I was able to confirm that his cock was enormous—probably 11 to 12 inches long and nearly twice the diameter of Jerome's large cock (I couldn't get my hand around it). His balls looked like tennis balls--no doubt he flooded me with cum. I still don't know how he got nearly 12 inches of cock in me. I have a dildo that long and wide and I have never been able to fit it all in my cunt, and I still wasn't able to when I tried it the next day. I had continued to ride Jerome while I was admiring Robert's tool. I was so sensitive throughout that I was nearly cumming continuously. However, I finally reached a point where I had an orgasm that was so overwhelming that I squeezed Robert's cock hard (sorry Robert) and I nearly passed out. Jerome bucked his hips and cock upwards into me sharply while I was cumming—the feeling was incredible. Once I could breathe, Jerome told me to lie down on the seat so he could finish up in the missionary position—he wanted to cum again. Jerome pushed my legs up and started to fuck me while Robert stuck his cock (at least the tip of it) in my mouth. Jerome fucked me for 10 minutes more before he came to give me the third load of cum in my pussy for the night. Robert pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me that he was going to fuck me one more time. I was getting sore and tired, but I told him that I wanted it. He walked around to the other side of the car and climbed in top of me (I was still on my back on the seat). This time, my pussy was stretched and more than ready to handle the size of his pole. He pushed my legs up by my head, shoved his entire "baseball bat" into me in one thrust and pounded me hard. I could see that entire shaft plunging into me at least once a second and it was driving me nuts (that position does that to me even with my husband's smaller dick). He leaned over me several times and we tongue wrestled and that made me even hotter. He kept up that pace for a long time (maybe 15 minutes) with me moaning loudly the whole time. He pulled out of me and I complained, because as sore as I was, I didn't want him to stop. He told me he had something better in mind. He turned me on my right side, lifted up my left leg and entered me from that angle. It actually felt like he was deeper inside me this time, because I could feel his pubic bone and his balls were slapping against my right leg. He lasted much longer than he had the first time and I lost track of the number of mini-orgasms I had. I finally had a massive orgasm and I'm pretty sure that I passed out for a moment. Not long after that, he started to cum.....and cum....and cum! He even pulled out of me toward the end and shot some of the leftovers on my chest. We were all spent (especially me) and drenched with sweat at that point. It was nearly 2 am. I had been receiving some form of sexual stimulation for almost 5 hours, and I had been fucked for nearly two hours straight since we had left the nightclub. I had orgasmed at least seven times that I could remember (but probably much more because I felt like I was cumming continuously for the last hour)—once at a table in a nightclub. I had also taken four loads of cum in my pussy and more on my body. It had been an incredible night. Robert, Jerome and I agreed that we needed to do this again before the vacation was over and our kids were back home (it would be hard to explain to our 13-year old son why mommy arrived home in slutty clothes, looked like a happy train wreck and smelled like a fish market). I really wanted my husband involved, so we decided to meet at my house two days later. I even hinted that I might go for anal sex and maybe even DP—there was something about that thumb in my ass that had really pushed me over the edge. Although given the size of both of these guys, it will probably be my husband that gets to take me in the ass (one of his fantasies)—at least at first. Robert said goodnight and went back to close the bar. While Jerome got dressed, I walked over on very shaky legs and retrieved my dress. However, I didn't put it back on because I didn't want to—I liked the feeling of being nude. After Jerome put a towel on it, I climbed in the passenger seat naked, and I rode all of the way home that way. I only covered up briefly by putting a towel over my body as we were leaving the garage to avoid flashing the guy in the booth. Jerome didn't play with my pussy or tits on the drive home, because I think he realized that I didn't have the strength to cum again. I finally put my dress on just before arriving back in our subdivision. As I got out of the car (I had the wrap on my top again), I noticed that the towel he had put on the seat was completely soaked. I hoped that it hadn't soaked through. He walked me to the door, went inside briefly where we kissed again and he left for home. I took a shower and slept until nearly noon. However, before sleeping, I did take the time to send my husband a text to let him know that I was home safely and that I had a lot to tell him that night when he got home. My pussy muscles were sore in the morning, but fortunately, all of the cum the guys had pumped into me kept me from drying out—so no chafing. In addition, I do Pilates workouts four days a week, so my legs were not sore. I will admit that the memory of the previous night led me to use my 12-inch dildo to masturbate a couple of times during the day. It is clear to me that I have become a slut—maybe I always have been but had simply repressed it for cultural reasons or simply because I was a good girl. I am not ashamed of anything I have done. I'm very glad that my husband convinced me to meet Jerome at the hotel. I enjoy having sex in public and with multiple partners (even with strangers). I'm excited about the prospect of experiencing sex with more than the three guys I have had already. I like to give head and swallow cum. I enjoy wearing clothing that allows people to see most of my breasts and to "almost" see my nipples and pussy. It turns me on when I remember that several strangers saw my pussy at the hotel. However, I have decided that my family is more important than my sexual cravings, so I will never go on a "date" like this in the future unless my husband is with me. I have never had a desire to cuckold my husband (contrary to what some might have thought after reading part one) and I will not allow that to happen. If I have to make a choice between my slut side and my husband and kids (and the PTA), my husband and kids will win. I'm just fortunate that I have not had to make that choice so far. We have decided to carry out our mutual sexual fantasies as long as they will not put us in danger (Jerome had checked the parking garage the day before our date to confirm that there were no CCTV cameras—I hadn't thought of that), give us a disease (Jerome had vetted Robert before allowing him to fuck me bareback, but he really wasn't aware that Robert's cock was so big) or put our professional jobs in jeopardy. Since my husband's fantasies largely revolve around my getting pounded by guys with large cocks, that type of activity will likely be the focus of our sexual adventures in the future. When my husband arrived home that evening, I told him the entire story in detail and we experienced one of the best lovemaking sessions we have ever had (I came three times but in fairness, he ate me to one of those orgasms). He agreed with our plan to meet at the house the next day—we can't wait. After that, I don't know where we're headed with my newly found sexual appetite. Maybe I'll get to have sex with another woman, or maybe I'll eventually agree to break my condition about the gang bang. We shall see. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 02 It had been just three days ago that I had sucked my first cock, Mike's cock. I couldn't stop replaying it in my mind and I wanted that cock deep in my throat again soon. Mike and I had talked a few times since and were finally able to arrange to get together in a couple of hours. The thought of it had me half hard in anticipation. I kept watching the clock but time seemed to drag as I anxiously waited. Four o'clock finally arrived and I knew Mike would be here very soon. I was actually pacing as the time drew near for our next adventure. Mike didn't show at four, or five or even six. I had called at five but my call went to his voicemail. I tried again at six, same result. I have to admit that I was worried, and then upset as I thought perhaps Mike had changed his mind. I replayed the events of a couple of days ago in my head and the phone conversations we had since. I couldn't think of any reason why Mike would just blow me off without at least a call. It was about half past six when my phone finally rang. It wasn't a number I knew, but I answered hoping it was Mike. "Ron, it's Mike. I'm so sorry I couldn't make it. Actually, I'm in the hospital. I had an accident on my motorcycle on the way and they want me to stay overnight for observation. I was hoping you might be willing to come down for a while." "Mike, I'm so glad you called. Are you OK? What happened? "I was worried sick when you didn't come." "I was on my way and took a corner a little to sharply. I guess I was thinking about your beautiful cock and not paying attention to the road. I took quite a spill. Nothing's broken but I hit my head pretty hard and they want me to stay tonight. I'm in room 216. Can you please come? " I was out the door in 30 seconds and on my way. I felt a little guilty about thinking Mike would just blow me off but I dismissed that thought and was just glad that he called and would be okay. The hospital is only about 10 minutes away, so I was there in no time. As I entered his room I was a little shaken to see the head bandage and bruising on his face. He was pretty scraped up on his right arm and his right leg was bruised from his hip to his ankle. "Ron, I'm so glad to see you," he said. "I probably look worse than I feel. I'm a little disoriented from the medication but I feel all right, considering." I went to his side and gave him a hug, then pulled up a chair and sat. We talked about his accident and he admitted that it was probably dumb not to wear his helmet. We had talked for about an hour when his nurse came in to let us know visiting hours were over. Mike told her he had no family in the area and asked if I could stay a little longer. She must have liked us because she said she would give us an extra 20 minutes. She left the room and closed the door behind her. Once she left the room, I moved my chair to the other side of Mike's bed, between him and the door. He asked why I had done that and I just told him to relax and enjoy. The room was cold, as hospital rooms tend to be, so I blew into my hand several times. Mike began to smile. He knew what I was going to do. I gently raised the blanket and slid my hand down his stomach to cock. It was soft and I wondered if the meds might prevent him from getting hard. I gently rubbed balls and he quietly moaned. I began to stroke his cock, slowly. As I had hoped, he was rising to the occasion. Mike was moaning more now and I knew he was enjoying the feeling of his friend's hand moving up and down his cock. I continued in a slow steady motion for a couple of minutes, and then began stroking a little more rapidly. Mike began breathing a little harder. I knew he wouldn't last much longer. "Here it comes" Mike said. Oh crap, I didn't have any tissue or a towel. This was going to create a mess. Without a second thought, I lifted the blanket and took his cock into my mouth. I needed this as much as Mike. He came in my mouth as I worked his head with my tongue and lips. God, it tasted so good. I kept him my in mouth until he softened and made sure all the cum was cleaned from his cock. I had just sat back in my chair when the nurse came back to tell me it was time to go. I thanked her for the extra time and rose to leave. Before I got to the door I turned and asked Mike if would like to stay with me for a couple of days while he recuperated. "Absolutely! You don't know how much I would appreciate that. See you in the morning. Thanks Ron." I picked Mike up in the morning and we were at my place in no time. I had straightened the guest room after I got home from visiting him in the hospital and led him to his bed. I wanted to stay in the same bed with Mike, but I was worried he would be uncomfortable due to his injuries. I guessed we would just have to see how things went. Mike said he'd like to take a shower but was feeling a bit dizzy. I told him to just get comfortable and relax. I had an idea. I left the room and returned in a couple of minutes with a soapy washrag, a clean wet washrag and a hand towel. I told Mike I would take care of him and started the task at hand. I washed his face, neck, shoulders and armpits. I repeated with the clean rag and dried him. Next, I moved to his chest, paying close attention to his nipples and moved on down to his stomach, followed by a rinse and dry. Mike new what was next and gave me a big grin. I had reached his cock and balls and very carefully cleaned and dried. Mike seemed disappointed that it was over so quickly. I asked Mike if he could turn over so I could get the other side. The grin was back. Mike turned over and raised his ass slightly. I washed his cheeks then ever so gently his crack and pucker. I rinsed and dried then said, " Stay like that, I have to make sure all the soap is off." With that, I bent forward and began kissing Mike's ass, one cheek then the other, starting with closed lip kisses then a mix of kissing and licking. "That's really nice," Mike said. He hadn't felt anything yet, I thought. I spread his cheeks and began slowly licking his crack. First the sides then that small puckered anus. I flicked my tongue over it several times then plunged my tongue right into the sweet spot. "I'll give you an hour to stop that," Mike said. I licked and sucked his butt hole, then fucked him with my tongue for several minutes. I told Mike to turn back over and gave him a slow sweet blowjob. My cock was so hard it hurt and I wanted Mike's mouth on it in the worst way. But I finished the job at hand and took my mouthful of cum to Mike's lips. We kissed for minutes and shared his load. I told Mike to get some rest and left the room. He must have been exhausted as he simply nodded and closed his eyes. The rest of the day was uneventful. I brought Mike lunch in bed. He ate pretty well and then fell back to sleep while we were talking. At dinnertime, Mike said he would like to get up sit at the table. I made a casserole and we ate and talked for over an hour. After dinner, we watched a basketball game on TV. I still was concerned that Mike would overexert himself, so there was no sex that night. We just enjoyed the game. I helped Mike back into bed and kissed him goodnight, hoping he would be back to his normal self tomorrow. In the morning, I went to wake Mike up and he was sitting up in bed reading a book. He said he would like to take a shower and was feeling quite a bit better. While I didn't want to baby him, I wanted to be sure he didn't have any mishaps. I agreed to get the shower running for him if he would allow me to shower with him. "I wouldn't have it any other way," he said. We took turns washing each other, hugging and kissing. Mike turned his back to me to rinse under the shower and I took the opportunity to drop to my knees and began tonguing his ass. He leaned over, bracing himself against the wall and moaned and groaned at the attention he was receiving. He suggested we return to bed and we barely dried off before lying down and finding ourselves in each other's arms. We alternated between kissing and nipple sucking. My God, this felt so right. Mike suggested we move so we could suck each other's cock. Mike's mouth working my cock deep down his throat and having him fill my mouth was heaven. We worked each other into frenzy. I wanted his cum. I wanted it on my face. "Please cum on my face, Mike." Mike moved over my face and shot about 6 warm, heavy spurts. He licked most of it off and shared with me. It was unbelievable. "Now, show me that ass again, Mike." He rolled over to his hands and knees with his butt in the air. I was licking that bud before he had fully assumed the position. My tongue pistoned in and out, getting as deep as I possibly could. I wet a finger and gently slid it in. He took it with no problem and asked for more. I reached to the drawer next to the bed and removed the lube I had purchased after our first encounter. After applying a healthy amount of lube to his ass and two fingers, I pushed them in slowly and moved them in and out. He was relaxing and moving back into my fingers. "Fuck me, fuck me now, Ron." I didn't need to be asked twice. After more lube on him and plenty on my cock, I positioned my head at his well-lubed chute and prepared to fuck my first man ass. Slowly, I pushed until my cock head entered. There wasn't as much resistance I thought there would be. Mike moaned and seemed to stiffen, clenching his cheeks. "You okay Mike?" "Yes, just give me a moment to get used to it." I waited about 30 seconds until Mike relaxed and said, "I'm ready Ron, give me your cock." I pushed in about 2 inches then drew back. Again I pushed in, about half way, and pulled back. One more time and I was all the way in. He was warm, slick from lube and tighter than any cunt I had ever screwed. "Are you okay, Mike?" "God, yes. It feels so good. Keep going." I began slowly fucking his sweet ass, drawing back to just the head and pushing in to the root. Mike said nothing but moaned with each push. I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was. He began to push back into me each time I pushed into him. "Turn over Mike. I want to watch your face as I fuck you." Mike flipped onto his back and pulled his knees back. I reentered, giving him every inch of my cock. Leaning forward, I licked Mike's lips with the tip of my tongue. Mike opened his mouth and sucked my tongue. We kissed for a minute then I straightened up and began slowly pumping in and out. "Harder, Ron. Fuck me harder. Fuck me deep and hard." I picked up the pace, slapping my balls on his ass as I gave him all I had. This was the best fuck of my life. Mike's cock was hard and seemed to twitch as I bottomed out. I knew I was hitting the right spot. As I continued slamming into Mike I began stoking his beautiful hard cock. "I can't believe how good this feels, Ron. Don't stop. Don't ever stop." In and out, in and out. Mike was squeezing my cock with every thrust. "I'm getting close Mike." "Me too," he said. I withdrew completely and moved my cock to Mike's. With both hands, I stroked us together. "Oh my God," we both said at the same time and began cumming all over Mike's chest and stomach. I've never seen so much cum. We came for what seemed like minutes. I began smearing the cum all over Mike's chest, especially his nipples. Bending forward, I licked and sucked his nipples, getting as much cum into my mouth as possible. As we kissed and held each other Mike said, "We are definitely doing that again." "Absolutely, Mike, absolutely." A Fantasy Realized Ch. 03 Author's Note: Enjoy another fantasy that Jim, a reader asked me to add to the fantasies he asked me to write about in the "A Fantasy Realized" collection. Thanks to jushorny and blueyedlvr for helping with editing and flow. ~ Red The water churned in the hot tub and the cool night breeze stirred the various potted plants that were littered about the deck. Cher was helping Diane carry food back inside from the cookout that Diane and Jim had thrown that day. Most everyone was gone so it was becoming a more quiet and intimate affair, something they all were looking forward to. The afternoon had been full of family and friends, as well as laughter, drinking, games, and loud music. Jim winked at his wife, patted her ass when she went by and treated Cher to the same treatment. Both women rolled their eyes at the green eyed, brown haired, pervert and laughed. Jim joined them and returned to the small group of friends that were still enjoying the evening. Cher's husband Ray, had once again opted to stay home and not participate in the activities his wife and the others enjoyed, instead telling her to enjoy herself and have a good time. Cher had. She'd met quite a few new people and several of them she found attractive and easy to talk to. There were several couples at the party, two had stayed and were enjoying drinks with Jim. A young woman and her girlfriend were hanging out and enjoying the music that was still playing outside, and Cher was happy to stay later into the evening when Diane suggested it. After all her bed was empty, she and Ray had long given up sharing the same bed. Diane's brown bangs fell in her eyes and she brushed them out of her way and grinned over at Cher, "Did you want to watch that video I was telling you about?" Cher tucked a loose strand of her brown locks behind her hair and made a funny expression. "You mean the porn tape?" she asked. Diane and Jim both told her the video was top quality and the scenes were some of the hottest they'd both ever seen. It was the only video she could think of that Diane was talking about and the idea that she wanted her to watch it now was shocking. "With everyone here?" she asked. A chuckle followed her look of surprise. Jim happened to walk in just as Diane was about to answer. "Hey Di," he said. "I've got the video in. You ladies planning on joining us?" He looked over to Cher and grinned. He was lost for a moment in the memory of the three of them having sex together for the first time. A weekend away from the guys that went sour was what led him to discover his wife and her best friend in bed together while he was away. He didn't mind. The morning before he was encouraging his wife to see if there were underlying feelings for Cher and there obviously was. The three had been partners ever since. Ray, however didn't mind what Cher was doing and so he never voiced a complaint about her new lovers or how much time she spent with them. "You're serious, aren't you?" Cher asked. Her teeth came out and she chewed on her bottom lip. A wicked gleam appeared in her eyes and she grinned wide. "Diane . . . You're sure?" she asked. Diane had only been with Cher and she wondered why her best friend was suddenly interested in joining a group event. She'd attended plenty of parties like these back when Ray was into the scene, but she didn't think Diane was ready for that yet. "I'm sure. Jim's sure. They're sure," Diane asked and winked at her friend. "I'm game," Cher said, her grin grew wider. The three friends return to the main room where the others have found comfortable places to sit. The two girlfriends have a quiet place on a love seat. The married couple Cher had talked with at length were sharing a recliner and the other couple, a man and a woman - long time lovers - were sitting on the floor in front of the love seat the girlfriends were sharing. Diane, Jim and Cher took refuge on the sofa. The TV was already playing and the opening credits were ending. ***** It wasn't long before the couple on the recliner were enjoying themselves and the movie was forgotten. Their moans and whimpers were easily heard over the actors and actresses. Those sounds soon were mingling with the sounds of pleasure coming from the group that was sitting around the love seat. Diane watched everything as did Jim and Cher. Diane leaned over to her husband and whispered, "Honey . . . I want to . . . but," she took a deep breath. He smiled and curled his hand in hers. "No problem, sweets," he told her. Cher smiled softly and watched her friends disappear. She was left alone, but she really didn't mind. She was enjoying everything around her. The scents, sounds, the skin upon skin, everything was intoxicating and though Cher didn't know these people well she knew that Jim did and that meant he'd introduced them to Diane sometime over the past year. Cher found the whole night erotic. As she watched the group of lovers in various positions, her fingers slowly moved over her skin. Jim and Diane slipped outside, but before closing the sliding glass door and stepping onto the deck, Diane looked back and got an "okay" wink from Cher that they could leave her alone with the group. The door closed behind them and they made their way to the hot tub. Jim moved behind his wife and eased her T-shirt from her shorts. He slowly lifted the blouse higher. His fingers skimmed her sides. He kissed his way up her spine until he had to pull the shirt over her head. Her brown hair fell free from the material and he tossed it to the ground. "You need to be quick," Diane hissed. Her sex was slick with moisture and she could feel her pulse running through her veins. Jim laughed and pulled his shirt off and stepped free of his sandals. Diane too removed hers and she turned around to face her husband. She grinned and eased her shorts off her hips, over her ass and down her thighs. She slipped her hands to Jim's waist and eased his shorts off as well. Her fingers rested for a short time on his cock and she danced across a few feathery touches with her fingertips. His shaft jerked and she stepped back, a look of pleasure on her face. Jim helped Diane into the hot tub and followed after her. His fingers moved over her ass seconds before she sat down on the small raised seat that was hidden in the bubbling water. Jim settled beside her and pulled her onto his lap. She slipped her arm around his neck and turned her body sideways. The water swirled around them and the bubbles tickled their sexes. "Mmm . . . ," Diane moaned. "Thank you," she said. He leaned in and nuzzled her neck. His lips pressed softly against the pulse that was rapidly growing more frenzied with each caressing touch of his fingers on her skin. "I told you . . . no problem." As his fingers began roaming into more delectable places, a pair of chocolate brown eyes watched from the window. ***** Cher had brought herself to orgasm once watching the six naked bodies withering all over the floor and chairs. Her head had been thrown back and she was savoring the climax that had torched her system, when her eyes caught sight of Jim and Diane's naked bodies climbing into the hot tub. Now she watched the couple begin to search out those special places that Cher knew would arouse them both to the heated bliss that she was often a party of. She looked at the two figures. She watched Diane turn so she was facing away from Jim, her ass was firmly planted on her husband's lap. Cher's eyes grew glazed as her fingers moved over her nipples and tweaked one then the other, just like Jim was doing to his wife's. As she watched the man's big hands lift and toy with the firm globes Cher treated hers with the same respect. Her clothes had long been shed when she realized she would be playing alone and enjoying it too. Her fingers slipped down her stomach. Her eyes watched Jim lift his wife up slightly. Cher placed two fingers against her pussy, rubbed it gently, and saw Diane's hand move beneath the watery surface. "Ohh," Cher hissed. She had just seen Diane's lips part as Jim lowered his wife down onto the hard cock that Cher could easily picture in her mind. Cher began to stroke her pussy while she watched her two best friends and lovers make love right before her eyes. ***** Diane gasped as her husband's cock slipped inside her. The warm water from the hot tub was pushed from inside the hot cunt that was already slick and full of nectar. Her muscles clenched around his shaft and she bit her lip at the pleasure of it. "Jim," she muttered as he started to lift her up and down on his swollen dick. "Yes," he whispered against her ear as he took her higher. He dragged her forward and backward on his cock. His mouth slid from her ear, to her neck, to her shoulder. As his lips and tongue traveled the imaginary path he created in his mind he nipped and sucked on her flesh. The spray of the water bubbled and splashed around them; he licked at the droplets, quenching two kinds of thirsts. "Faster baby," Diane moaned as she pushed her fingers against her clit and rubbed with more energy. She also clenched and unclenched his cock as he fucked her. Diane's other hand grabbed her breast and she kneaded it. The soft skin was pushed into her body and squeezed tight. She moaned and felt the waters lap at her sex and her nipples. The heat rolling around them only added to the heat of their thrusting. Her glazed eyes were barely open, the lids fluttering up and down. She gasped for more. Jim lifted her up to the head of his cock and slammed her back down. Over and over he fucked her. His fingers digging into her hips while his mouth sucked and bit her shoulders and neck. "Di . . . ohhh fuck baby," he hissed. His balls were tightening. His cock jerked and leaped against her fleshy sex. Diane pushed a finger into her cunt along with Jim's dick. She used his firm cock and her slim digit to help bring herself closer to climax. Her head came up from where it'd been resting on his shoulder and she locked her passion-glazed eyes on a pair of chocolate ones. Her body tightened and she smiled as she saw Cher's mouth open in what Diane knew to be a sign of her release. ***** Cher cried out as her body let loose a wave of sticky hot fluid. She shook uncontrollably as the rivers of come rolled past her sex and splashed against her fingers and hand. The couch was soaked by the time she was shivering and gasping for breath, little rivers of come slipped down her arm and dried on her hot flesh. She stopped watching her best friends fuck and went searching out a toy that she knew the couple kept in their bedroom. Once she found the vibrator she slipped outside and wasn't surprised at all to see Jim and Di out of the hot tub and Jim burying his face into Diane's hot pussy. Diane lay with her legs spread wide and her hips thrusting up, the plastic patio chair's arms were held tight in her grasp. "Fuck, baby," Jim was moaning as he slid his tongue up and down the moist cunt. He drank her come, his and the hot water that had collected on her sex. She'd climaxed just as Cher had and now he was relishing the joys of eating her out. "Cher," Diane moaned, barely aware her friend was now with them. "Di," she answered back, her voice laced with desire and lust. Jim never stopped. His tongue plunged deep into his wife's bare cunt. He rolled her nectar to the back of his throat, saved it, and then let it slide down to warm his belly. His fingers began a steady screw inside her. Pulling in and out, pressing against the fleshy sides, and then he curled one digit and scrapped along the upper ridge. "Jim . . . oh fuck," Diane moaned as she was finger-fucked by her husband. She opened her eyes and stared at Cher who was now sitting with her legs spread wide and a vibrator teasing her swollen cunt. The lights from the Tiki torches that were scattered about the deck added to the moonlight that was glistening on the come soaked lips of both ladies. Diane watched Cher slip the fake cock into her slick pussy and she hissed as Cher began the steady rhythm that mimicked her husband's finger fuck. Jim's caught sight of Cher's hard vibe running in and out of her slick mound and he increased the tempo of his fingers on his wife perfect pussy. He pushed in deeper, screwed harder, fucked faster. His tongue moved from sharing the space with his fingers and instead went to her clit. His teeth began to softly chew on the perfect pedal. "Mmm . . . ohhh. Bite her tits Jim," Cher ordered. Jim released his wife's cunt and kept his hand against her pussy. Diane raised up slightly and offered her breast to her husband. He bit down on the succulent bead and pulled it back with his teeth. When Diane cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, he released the tip and watched her boob bounce and sway. "Nice. She needs your cock Jim," Cher said next. Jim grinned and pulled his fingers out of Diane's cunt. It dripped with creamy liquid. Diane swung her legs over the arms of the chair and Jim rammed his cock into her slick pussy. "Fuck yes," he moaned. Diane gasped with renewed pleasure when her husband's cock slammed home. She gripped him tight and began to equal his thrusting. Her hips rose high as his dick continued to scrape along the sides of her sex. The tip traveled up to move across the fleshy surface. She watched Cher slip her vibrator from her moist lips, the tip dripping with nectar. Diane growled with lust when Cher lifted her hips and ran the tip of the toy against the puckered entrance of her ass. "Oh fuck Cher . . . take it up the ass," she groaned out. Jim heard his wife and he paused. His cock stayed hard as he watched Cher tease the opening of her ass with the toy. Cher felt the wet head of the vibe and inserted it into the juice-covered entrance. Her body was slick with honey, the slippery substance having found its way along the seam of her precious ass. She grinned and maintained eye contact with her friends as she inserted the cock into her tight hole. "Yes," she muttered. Slowly and gently she eased the rod in. Her other hand supported her weight and she gasped and pleaded for her friends to continue their fucking. Cher sighed, the rod snug inside bringing a content smile to her lips. Jim smiled back and returned his attentions to his wife. Each person was lost in not only their pleasure but the sights and sounds that filled the outdoors. Even the scents were staggering to their senses. As Jim impaled his wife, Cher impaled her ass. Diane watched both cocks disappear. The tool Cher used was buried continuously to the hilt and Jim would treat her to strokes that would only allow her part of his cock for a few seconds before he'd plunge all of it into her. When Cher added her fingers to the pleasure and began to fuck her pussy and her ass, Diane gave up her offering to her husband and screamed out his name. Her cunt covered his cock with juice. Her muscles constricted around his dick and locked him tightly inside. "Oh Jim " she screamed as she felt the waves of desire slam into her, retreat, and slam back. Jim felt her orgasm and his followed. His cock seemed to jerk forward, plunging itself a bit deeper, and he shot his seed into her warm cavern. "Fuck . . . Ohh yes Di. Ohhh," he groaned as he pumped a second, third, and finally a fourth wad of fluids into his wife's sweet box. "Ohhh . . . " Cher shouted as she felt her body give in to her climax. Her fingers were showered with her juices once more. The vibe was pulled from her ass and she bucked her hips up and down until she was quivering in small spasms, each one releasing a stream of syrup. A collective sigh seemed to come from the three friends. When they were all breathing somewhat normal again, Jim eased his softened cock from his wife's pussy and helped her to her feet. He walked over and took Cher's slippery fingers into his mouth, washing them gently with his tongue as he held her hand in his. They all made their way back to the other room, where for the most part the other couples were stroking their mates either gently, or teasingly loving on new partners. The three friends grinned and opted to move into the Master Bedroom where they could enjoy more stimulating conversations in softer surroundings. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 03 While the characters in this and in my previous stories are based loosely on my wife and me, this is entirely a work of fiction. If you do not like to read fantasies about cuckolds or sex-starved wives, then please move on and read another type of story. Constructive criticism about my writing style or about the story is welcome. Other comments are not. ---------------------------------------- As some of you may remember, I recently embarked on a two-month odyssey from normal wife and mother to a slut for black cock. On my most recent adventure with Jerome, I was fingered to an orgasm in public, had sex in a hallway and storage room and finished with a wild encounter in a parking garage that included fucking a friend of Jerome's who (incidentally) had a cock of a size normally only seen in porn movies or made through injection molding. It was an amazing evening and whatever sense of shame I might have had was erased. That night I think I would have fucked anyone who happened to walk by. When that night ended, Jerome and I talked about the possibility of having a group sex encounter at our house. My husband and I discussed the idea after he returned from his business trip, and he was OK with the idea. However, I began to have second thoughts because I felt that I was becoming too obsessed with Jerome and with his friend(s) and that continued contact might lead to trouble. It's not that I intended to avoid meeting with him forever, but we definitely needed a "cooling off" period. I spoke with Jerome and explained why I wanted to wait for a while and he agreed that we would not see each other for the time being. About three weeks later, I drove to Nashville to attend a weeklong training class for my job while my husband stayed with the kids. I'm required to attend these classes once or twice a year, so there was nothing unusual about the trip. I booked a room at the Residence Inn I normally stay in, and I arranged to meet with friends (we had lived in Nashville for several years) on the Saturday before the class began. I arrived during the afternoon on Saturday and checked in to my room. I normally get a room somewhere near the courtyard where the pool is located, but this time they put me in building located at the corner of the property—it was at least 300 feet away from the pool area. It seemed odd since the hotel is largely empty on weekends (it caters to business people from Sunday through Thursday), and the remoteness of the room would definitely affect me later in the evening. I met my friends at one of their houses for a late dinner (normal dinnertime in Indian households) and had a wonderful time catching up with their lives. I finally left the party at about midnight and drove back to my hotel. Although it was late, I decided that I wanted to make use of the Jacuzzi at the hotel as I was experiencing substantial pain in my upper back. I hadn't planned to use the hot tub or the pool (I can't swim), so I hadn't packed any swimwear. I decided that since it was very late, it was warm and the hotel was mostly empty it would be safe if I wore a gray tank top with no bra (I didn't want it to smell like chlorine at work) and shorts with "decent" panties underneath. I knew it would be apparent that I was braless, but I doubted that anyone would see me. I wasn't trying to be overtly sexy or slutty—just practical. I grabbed a towel and my room key, slipped on some sandals and started toward the pool area. I wasn't surprised to find the pool area empty as it officially closed at 10:00 pm and it was now close to 1:00 am. However, I knew that the night manager wouldn't complain too much if an individual used the Jacuzzi—the main purpose of the early closing time was to prevent people from making noise while splashing in the pool. I turned on the water jets, took off my shorts (same reasoning about the chlorine smell) and slowly settled in to the hot water in my tank top and panties. After a few minutes soaking in the water, I heard the pool gate open. When I turned my head to look in that direction, I expected to see a manager or guard coming in to tell me that I needed to leave. However, what I saw was a tall black guy (I'm not making this up) in a swimsuit and he appeared to be ready to join me in the Jacuzzi. It was at that moment that I became very aware of the fact that my tank top was molded to my breasts and my nipples were very hard and visible. I really don't understand myself anymore. I should have hidden my chest under the water. Twenty years ago I wore silwar kameez every day with my chest covered by a chuni. Now, the exhibitionist in me suddenly wished that I had worn a white tank top instead. It is an open question as to whether I would have had the same thoughts if he had been a portly, middle-aged white guy instead. My new companion took off his t-shirt, said hello to me and settled in to the water about a quarter of the way around the tub. It looked like he was there to relax, so I went back to my business of trying to use the jets to relieve the tension in my back and shoulders. After a few more minutes of gyrations (it's hard to reach the upper back in a hot tub) that gave my new companion ample opportunities to see my tits in a wet tank top, he asked me if it would be OK if he massaged my shoulders. I knew he had been watching my chest, but he hadn't made any passes at me, so I felt that it was reasonably safe for me to agree. He moved next to me and I turned sideways on the bench to give him access to my back. His hands were strong and the massage felt wonderful. I closed my eyes and felt myself relax. I let him move the straps of my tank top to the side of my arms because he said it would be easier to knead my muscles. I didn't read this as a threat—perhaps it was because my experiences over the summer had changed my perception of what a threat was. However, it meant that the tops of my breasts were mostly uncovered and I was showing deep cleavage. I'm reasonably sure my nipples were still covered but he might have been able to see more from above and behind me. After a few more minutes of relaxing massage, I suddenly felt him start to kiss the side of my neck. My first reaction was shock, but my neck is so sensitive that I felt my entire body tingle. My husband and I had always joked (before this summer) that I would probably fuck any guy who kissed my neck—I'm so sensitive that my nipples immediately get hard and my pussy floods. I should have stopped him at that point, but I didn't for some reason. I asked him what he thought he was doing and he told me that I would have to wait and see. My body was so electrified that I decided that I would indeed "wait and see". I melted as he continued to kiss and lightly bite my neck. Since I hadn't resisted (I don't know if he would have stopped even if I had resisted), he slowly moved the tank top straps farther down my arms until my tits were uncovered. He then grabbed both of my tits and started to massage them and pinch and twist my nipples. The shock even became greater when he reached down and used my panty-covered crotch as a handle to pull me against him. He turned my head to the side and planted his mouth on mine and I responded to him eagerly. In one quick move, he pulled my tank top over my head and threw it on my towel. I had given in to the idea that I was about to have sex with a total stranger in the Residence Inn's hot tub. If this had been the old me, I would have slapped him and left, but that was before my transformation into a slut. His left hand continued to squeeze my left breast roughly while his right hand returned to my crotch. He started by rubbing my pussy aggressively through the fabric of my panties. He slipped his hand under my panties, stuck four fingers in my pussy and lifted me off the bench holding me like that. No one had ever done anything like that to me and I almost came as a result. The fact that he hadn't removed my panties actually made me hotter because it felt more sinful. At the same time, he removed his left hand from my breast long enough to free his cock from his swimsuit. The combination of his big pole pushing against my ass and back and his hands on my nipple, clit and in my pussy caused me to cum almost immediately. I tried to keep it quiet, but I'm sure at least one of my "oh fuck" comments must have been audible in the rooms around us. I was so stimulated at this point that I didn't protest when he used the hand gripping my pussy to lift me up, moved the fabric away from my crotch and impaled me on his big cock. It wasn't quite as long as Jerome's friend but it was thicker. I'm so accustomed to cocks of this size (real and otherwise) now that I was able to take most of him in one motion. Most of my naked body was out of the water and visible to anyone who walked by and I'm sure they could have also seen his cock moving in and out of my panty clad pussy. I fucked him in that position for a couple of minutes, but I wanted more. I stood up in full view of anyone looking, took off my panties, turned around and straddled him with my knees on the bench. This meant that with the exception of my legs, I was completely out of the water. I kissed him with a hunger that I really can't describe and he squeezed my ass and started to play with my asshole. He then aligned his cock with my pussy and I sank down on it. I normally don't like to fuck in a hot tub. With my husband's smaller cock, it always feels like I have a piston pushing water into my pussy. However, this guy's cock was so thick that no water was pushing in at all. I pounded myself on his cock as hard and fast as I could while he inserted his entire index finger in my ass. I had a very intense and loud orgasm just after he inserted a second finger in my asshole. It was at that point that I suddenly regained an awareness of our surroundings. It occurred to me that we were taking a huge risk fucking in this public place and that I was taking the bigger risk since I was completely naked. I told him that I wanted to continue this encounter in a more private place and he agreed even though he looked to be pissed off that I was stopping "prematurely". I lifted myself off his cock and climbed out of the tub. I tried to cover myself with my towel but found that it was too short to cover my breasts and my ass and pussy at the same time. In the end, I wrapped the towel only around my waist and pulled on my wet tank top. My new "friend' had pulled his suit up while in the water but there was a very visible tent in the front. I put on my sandals; we grabbed all of our stuff and started walking on shaky legs towards my room. As we walked past the last building before reaching the parking lot (my room was on the other side), my lover suddenly grabbed my towel and threw it to the ground. I started to protest, but he covered my mouth and pushed me into a dark corner next to an air conditioner compressor (it wasn't running). The spot was hidden from the parking lot by a high wall. His abrupt actions frightened me and I started to wonder if I had made a huge mistake with this guy. He ripped the front of my tank top completely (it was just hanging on my arms) and roughly forced me to kneel on the air conditioner. He then pushed his swimsuit to the ground and shoved his cock into my pussy from behind. He told me that he was mad because I hadn't let him cum when we were fucking in the hot tub. He painfully twisted my left nipple with one hand and he forced three fingers from his other hand into my asshole. He fucked me very hard for the next few minutes while telling me that I was whore and a cock tease. The metal on the compressor was hurting my knees, but when I complained about that, he just started to bang me even harder. Even though I was scared, my knees hurt and the pain in my ass was excruciating, the experience was making me intensely excited; so excited in fact that the feeling of him shooting his jism deep inside me was enough to cause me to have another orgasm. He pulled his fingers and cock out of me and told me that we were still going to go my room so I could "finish" what I had started. When we got back to the sidewalk, I started to put on my towel again but he took it from me. He told me that that I was going to walk the rest of the way to the room like a whore with just my torn tank top on and that he wanted to see cum dripping onto the ground from my uncovered pussy. I had no choice but to comply even though I would have preferred to end it all there—the guy was making me worry about my safety. He picked up my towel so that I couldn't use it to cover up. We very slowly walked the remaining 100 feet across the parking lot to my room with me on full display and with a prodigious amount of cum running down my thighs. I really didn't know or care if anyone saw us. I'm enough of an exhibitionist that I'm willing to show my body to the world as long as I'm not arrested for it. I was much more concerned that he might really hurt me (in other words—not just rough sex). He took the opportunity to use our combined juices as lubrication and finger fuck my ass while I unlocked the door. Once we were in the room, he told me that we were going to "party" until he was satisfied. He took off his swimsuit, pushed me to my knees and told me to give him head. For reasons that I don't understand given my conservative Indian background, the danger of the situation started to really turn me on. I started to give him a blowjob that would have made a hooker proud. I slowly got him hard again and he held my hair and forced me to deep throat him. He kept telling me that I was a whore because only a whore would open her legs to a stranger that fast, fuck him in a public place and cum multiple times. I don't know whether he really felt this way or if it just turned him on to talk dirty. Either way, it added to my excitement and actually made it easier for me to take his cock into my throat. He told me lie on my back on the floor so that he could fuck me until I was raw. When he got on top of me, he pushed my legs back as far as they would go. He stuck his cock head at the entrance to my pussy and started to tease me. That made me crave his cock again and it was only after I confirmed for him that I was a black cock whore that he slammed the entire pole into me. As you know from my previous experiences, I have been fucked hard and in lots of venues, but nothing could compare to this, and yet I kept begging him to do it harder. After taking this for several minutes, I felt my pussy begin to pulsate. I arched my back, let out a scream, felt my body seize up and came so hard that I actually squirted for the first time ever. He pulled his cock out as the orgasm started but I still managed to drench him when I squirted. My squirting pussy seemed to make him even madder, and he told me that whores shouldn't enjoy their work so much and that I would have to pay for drenching him and the carpet. While still holding my legs back with one hand, he positioned his big cock at my asshole. I had never let my husband get more than an inch of his much smaller cock into my ass, and the thought of this guy putting his baseball bat in there was terrifying. I tried to tell him to stop, but I had made him so wet that his cock started to penetrate my ass very quickly. Even though he had expanded my asshole with his fingers earlier, the pain was tremendous. It helped a little that he was well lubricated and that I had just experienced the intensely pleasurable orgasm. He didn't exactly rape my ass—he did start slowly, and I will admit that after the first couple of minutes, the pain started to ease. I really started to enjoy the experience when he rammed my pussy with his whole hand (all 5 fingers up to the knuckles) and started to fuck me in both places. I was bent in half with my legs by my ears (nearly) and I could see everything since my pussy and ass were pointed straight up. I love to see a cock disappear into my body and from my angle it also looked like his arm was penetrating me. I told him to pull out for a minute because I had an idea. I hadn't intended to pick up a lover on this trip, so I had brought along a toy. He let go of my legs and pulled his cock and fingers out of me. I ran into the bedroom and grabbed my 12-inch dildo and a tube of KY (I keep it so I can fuck myself with the dildo even if my pussy dries out) from my bag. I placed the dildo on the floor, got on my hands and knees and climbed on it—the tip is bent slightly so I can only get 9-10 inches into me but it's as thick as this guy's cock. I told him to use the KY and fuck me in the ass from behind. Although I wished it had been under more controlled circumstances with two real cocks and with someone that I actually liked, I finally experienced my first DP--not counting his hand because he had only inserted 3 inches of it into me. I had never felt so full in my life. With my encouragement, my sex partner started to fuck my ass much more rapidly while I repeatedly rammed my pussy down on the dildo. I have no idea how long this continued because I was in ecstacy the whole time. After some time, I came with such force that my arms and legs collapsed and I fell forward into the carpet. He lay on top of me and continued to fuck my ass for several more minutes while I rubbed my nipples on the carpet and frantically pushed on the dildo that was still in my pussy. He grunted and announced that he was going to cum again. His cock suddenly expanded and I felt hot cum hit my bowels—I nearly passed out again because it felt so good. He shot half his load in my ass before pulling out. He turned me onto my back quickly and shot the rest of his load onto my mouth and face. I pulled the dildo out of my pussy and fell back on the carpet. I had cum running out of my pussy and ass. I savored the taste of the cum in my mouth and I rubbed the rest into my nipples. I was exhausted and I was disgusted with myself for enjoying the rough treatment. I also was suddenly worried about the fact that he had fucked me bare back in my pussy, mouth and ass, and I had no idea what diseases I might have caught. This is one of the fundamental problems with my newfound attitude towards free sex—the passion of the moment quickly overwhelms my natural caution. I guess I am a nymphomaniac because sex now rules my life. I need to cum several times a day with or without a man (my husband or otherwise) to help. He suddenly had a huge smile on his face. He told me that he assumed that I had been teasing him with my tits in the hot tub and that I was asking to be fucked I hadn't consciously tried to flaunt my tits but I didn't exactly cover up either, so maybe he had a point. He apologized for the rough treatment. He had been pissed off when his "whore" got off on him without allowing him to finish. He had decided at that point that he would teach me a lesson, but he claimed that he would not have actually hurt me. I wanted to believe him, but I have to admit that I still had some doubts. I asked and he assured me that he didn't have any diseases—that helped a bit. I was on the pill so I knew that I wouldn't get pregnant. With that, he got up, pulled on his t-shirt and swimsuit, and then did something that I hadn't expected. He reached into his fanny pack, took out 5-20 dollar bills and threw them on the ground next to me. I really was a prostitute as far as he was concerned even though he knew I was on a business trip (I had told him). I could say that I felt used and humiliated, but that would be a lie. The truth was that I had enjoyed the danger and the almost violent sex, and the money just added to the excitement. I couldn't pin any of that on him. The problem was with me. I suddenly needed a shower. I crashed after that and slept until noon on Sunday. My pussy and ass were very sore at first, but that diminished as the day went on and I was fine by the evening. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 03 Incidentally, I never found the panties I had been wearing that night. I guess I must have dropped them into the hot tub, so someone got a souvenir of the evening. I also wonder if there was a surveillance camera pointed at the pool area. I'll assume that there was and have to hope that the video doesn't go viral. I saw my "john" on Sunday evening when I got my dinner at the hotel lobby. My pussy flooded at the sight of him and I then did something that I hadn't expected. I told him that I wanted to be his whore again and asked him if he wanted to "party". He accepted the offer. I won't bore you with the details but we spent the next 3 hours engaged in a repeat of the rough sex from the previous night. I had cum dripping from my mouth, pussy and ass by the time we were done. He paid me $100 again (cheap for the level of "service" that had been rendered) and left. I never got his name and I never saw him again after that. As disgusted as I was with myself for my repeat performance, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened and I found myself getting wet while sitting in training. It was bad enough that I had to masturbate in the restroom a few times. I also spent as much time as I could while alone at the hotel each evening fucking my pussy and ass (something I hadn't considered doing until my lover took my ass) with my big dildo while dreaming about the my encounters over the previous weekend. I decided that I needed to tell my husband about this in person—a phone call would not do. I finished my training that week (I avoided the hot tub and only went to the lobby for breakfast) and broke the news about the encounter to my husband when I got home the following Saturday. I didn't tell him about the money. I could tell that he was hurt and a little angry as well. It was OK for me to fuck other guys when he knew about it, but two sessions with a stranger wasn't the same. I'm going to try very hard to control my addiction (public sex with strangers and now sex for sale) before it destroys us. I hope I can, but he and I both know that we opened a huge can of worms when we met Jerome that night at the hotel. My husband did get one benefit from my Nashville experience—I finally let him fuck me in the ass that night and I enjoyed it. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 03 To recap, in part 1, Ron (that's me) and Mike meet on a website. I taste my first cock and we find that we enjoy deep throating each other. In part 2, we continue our relationship culminating in Mike taking my cock up his ass. This is part 3 where Mike brings a friend. As the days and weeks passed, Mike and I continued seeing each other quite often. Sometimes we would meet during Mike's lunch break. I would pick him up and drive to a secluded spot in the back of his parking lot where we would take turns sucking each other's cocks. Other times, Mike would come to my place and we would take it slow, kissing, licking and sucking. Mike always rewarded me with a huge load, down my throat, in my face or all over my chest. God I love his hot juice. We almost always ended with Mike getting the ass pounding he so fondly craved. Then one evening, the doorbell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door to find Mike and another man. "Up for some company," Mike asked. "Sure," I responded. "Come on in." I didn't know what to make of this. This was the first time Mike had just dropped in unannounced, and wasn't alone. I wondered what this was all about. Guess I'd find out soon enough. Mike introduced his friend; Dom. Dom was about 6 feet tall with an athletic sort of build with a fairly well defined chest. He was probably a little over 200 pounds with very short black hair. I would guess he was in his early forties. Mike had known Dom for about 5 years. They worked together, but in different departments. They were friendly towards one another, but not really what you would consider friends. They hadn't interacted at all outside of work. Mike explained that he was checking e-mails from the adult site that he and I hooked up on. He hadn't responded to any until a week ago when he got an e-mail from Dom. The e-mail said Dom was interested in the same things we were. He was very orally minded and wondered if Mike would like to meet him. Mike told Dom that he was involved with someone but he would be happy to talk with Dom. He said and idea in mind. They exchanged phone numbers and Mike called Dom two days ago. Mike was shocked when he recognized Dom's voice as they began to talk. He almost hung up, but his curiosity got the best of him. Dom was shocked to find out he was talking to someone he knew. He had no idea Mike was interested in men but was eager to discuss possibilities with Mike. They talked on their lunch break yesterday. Mike told Dom all about me and that he would be very interested in getting to know him better, but only if it was okay with me. They decided to pay me a visit together and get my thoughts. I have to admit I wished Mike had approached me separately. This was completely unexpected and I had just recently sucked my first cock, Mike's. I hadn't even considered the thought of a third person. That being said, Dom was very soft-spoken and had a way of making me feel comfortable. Suddenly, I had a strong desire to see Dom naked. "I'm in." was all I said. And with that, I moved in front of Dom and reached for his belt. Mike moved to Dom's back and lifted his shirt over his head. Dom's chest was impressive. His pecs were well developed and nipples were larger than pencil erasers. Mike reached around with both hands and began rubbing and pinching Dom's nipples. I slid Dom's pants down to his ankles and reaching back up, slid my hands into the elastic band and slid them down, revealing the most impressive cock I had ever seen. His cock head had to be two and a half inches in diameter and he was at least 8 inches in length. How would I be able to fit that magnificent piece of meat down my throat? I stood and kissed Dom. He returned my kiss, slowly and gently. Our lips parted and tongues began dancing. I moved my tongue into mouth and he sucked it deeply. My cock was aching against pants. It had to be freed, now. I broke the kiss, stepped back and peeled my clothes off. Mike did the same. Dom finished removing his pants and underwear. There we were, three men with rock hard cocks and an entire night to explore each other's desires. I moved back to Dom clamping my mouth on his right nipple. I sucked and tongued it bringing out a low steady moan from Dom as I rubbed and pinched his other nipple. They were large and hard and apparently as sensitive as mine. As I moved back and forth between Dom's nipples, Mike came to our side, knelt down and began stroking our shafts. He moved us closer and began rubbing my cock on Dom's sending shockwaves up my entire body. Dom gently pushed me back off his nipples and began licking mine. He licked around them then flicked his tongue repeatedly over one then the other. He tenderly sucked both then began gently nibbling. I caressed the back of his head and moaned out loud. Mike stood and said, "Let's take this to the bedroom." We lay on the bed forming a triangle of sorts. Dom began sucking Mike's cock. Mike's mouth was on mine and Dom's massive meat was in front of my face. His cock was long and wide. It reminded me of a fire hydrant. I took it in my hands and felt the strength and heat running through it. I ran my tongue over the head and under the rim. Carefully, I took his head between my lips continuing to lick and beginning to suck. I took a couple of inches in my mouth. I could barely stretch my mouth open enough to accommodate its girth. I backed off and licked up and down the vein, tip to base, several times. I took his balls, one a time into my mouth sucking and relishing the feeling of his hairy balls. I couldn't see what Mike and Dom were doing, but could here them slurping and moaning, I knew they were enjoying this as much as I was. I licked back up to Dom's head and took it slowly, deeply into mouth. I managed to get most of it in before backing off and trying again. I began a nice steady up and down motion, taking a little more in each time as my mouth adjusted to his size. I managed almost the entire length before he bottomed out in the back of my throat. I worked the head with my throat. Dom moaned, "God, that feels good." Then, without warning, he tensed and unloaded. I tried to swallow it, but there was just too much. He shot again and again, too much to keep up with. I had backed off to just his head and still couldn't keep up. The cum ran out of my mouth as Dom pulled out and shot two more times into my face. This drove me over the edge and I gave Mike his reward while he was busy filling Dom's mouth with seed. We moved together to head of the bed and shared a three-way kiss with three different loads. Our tongues danced together as our juices mixed. For just a brief moment you could taste the difference in each other's semen. The kiss continued for several minutes, well after the pool of cum was gone. Time for a break. I went to the kitchen and returned with three beers. Mike had placed a tube of lube and a vibrator on the end table. We drank our beers while engaging in idle chitchat and pinching each other's nipples. I asked if anyone wanted another beer and Mike nodded at Dom's hardening cock, indicating it was time for round two. Mike said, "Dom, why don't you try Ron's cock?" With that, Dom and I moved into a tight sixty-nine. Mike had something else on his mind. Dom had excellent oral skills. He swallowed my entire cock and was licking my balls at the same time. "Holy Christ, Dom. You're fucking amazing," I managed to gasp out. And with that, I took Dom's cock, all of that massive meat, deep into throat. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to take him all the way to the base. Man, do I love sucking cock. Mike moved behind me and began licking my ass. He flicked his tongue across my anus then tongue fucked me, but good. If I hadn't already cum once, I probably would have shot again right then. Dom and I continued working on each other's cocks, in and out, in and out. Mike moved to Dom's ass and repeated what he had done to me. Then he took the lube and squirted some directly into Dom's chute, rubbed some on the vibrator and used it to fuck Dom. He left it in Dom's ass while he put on a condom and said, "Now how about some real fun?" Mike removed the vibrator from Dom's ass and Dom turned over. He pulled his legs back offering Mike his ass for a good fucking. Mike moved forward, placed his cock head at Dom's ring and slowly entered. He pushed all the way and waited a minute for Dom's okay. He began a slow rhythm, in till his balls were against Dom's ass and back out until just his head was left inside. I grabbed the lube, squeezed some on my fingers and began working on Mike's ass. One finger, then two and finally three. When I sensed he was ready, I asked him to stop for a moment. I was in his ass immediately. Mike was fucking Dom and I was fucking Mike. It took a minute to coordinate the movements. We took it slow and I was able to draw back a little as Mike drove into Dom and bury my cock as Mike drew back. We were all panting and moaning. Dom was saying, "OOH, OOH, OOH," over and over again. Mike was definitely hitting the spot and Dom was enjoying the nice steady fuck he was receiving. Mike was squeezing my cock with his hot chute and I knew I was close. He seemed to sense it and stopped his movement as I let go with knee buckling shots deep into his ass. I pulled out and Mike retuned to impaling Dom. I went to Dom and began sucking his big cock for all I was worth. Mike began giving it to Dom hard and fast. Dom tensed. I was ready this time. I backed off to the tip and took shot after glorious shot. This time, I got it all. Mike said, "I'm going to cum." With that, he withdrew from Dom, removed the condom and came in Dom's mouth. We again shared a kiss with tongues tasting and spreading the load all over our lips and faces. We spent the rest of the night drinking beers, chatting and enjoying each other's company in a way that only three naked men can. A Fantasy Realized Ch. 1 I was living most young men's hottest fantasy ! my stiff, throbbing cock was ball deep in a hot juicy pussy ! - my mother's hot, juicy pussy !! and she was calling out for more ! It hadn't happened in any of the exotic ways that I'd imagined in my dreams and fantasies, in fact it had happened totally by accident! Earlier this evening mom and dad had gone off to a party, I'd stayed at home to finish my homework, then had watched some TV and made a few phone calls. The last call had been to Cindy Rogers down the road, I'd bumped into her earlier in the day on the beach and she'd really caught my eye and turned me on with her hot little bikini number, so knowing her quite well I'd decided to ring and tease her a little about how grown up and sexy she looked. She teased me right back ! and by the time I came off the phone I had a hard on trying to burst out of my pants ! I retired to my room and took off my clothes and lay on my bed thinking about Cindy and stroking my hard cock at the same time, so engrossed in my sexy thoughts I didn't hear the front door or the steps as someone came up the stairs, the first I knew I wasn't alone any longer was when I heard a sharp intake of breath. My head jerked round and I froze ! my hand gripped halfway up my swollen cock ! standing in my open doorway staring at me wide eyed, was my mom !! For a moment it was like time stood still, I lay frozen on the bed and mom stood frozen in the doorway, then she moved forward towards my bed, and I waited for her to start yelling at me and telling off or even demanding to know what I thought I was doing, but none of that happened, she just walked over to the bed and looked down at the cock gripped tight in my hand and softening slightly, then she leaned down and picked up the box of tissues I always made sure were close by when I played with my cock so that I wouldn't mess on the bed clothes, cause mom washed those ! she looked at the box and smiled slightly, then looked up at my face and shrugged, "It seems an awful shame to waste good cum juice on a paper tissue, doesn't it ?" she asked, and I kind of choked and flushed, not really believing that I'd heard what she said correctly. She tossed the tissue box aside and as my eyes widened in shock, she knelt on the side of the bed, took my hand from around my cock and replaced it with her own ! then looking over her shoulder at me she said, "I think you'll find this much nicer !" and she lowered her mouth straight onto my cock !! Well, I jumped like a thousand watts of electricity had just rushed through me, but all that did was push my cock deeper into her mouth, and she clamped it shut and sucked hard ! my body bucked again !! then she lifted up so that the head of my cock was just brushing against her lips and ran her tongue from the top to the bottom and back, and again she twisted to look at me, "Do you like that Johnny ? do you like your momma sucking your cock ?", my whole body shuddered and shook as waves of fire rushed through me, and I groaned, "Oh yes, momma, yes, it feels so good !!", she grinned and turned away and began to lick and suck my throbbing cock with a vengeance ! but not for long ! her hot mouth and snake like tongue soon drove me to the very edge of my control, but she still didn't stop ! and with a howl of agonized joy I erupted, shooting my hot juices deep into her throat !! and she sucked and she sucked until I was sucked totally dry, and my cock finally slipped from her lips like a collapsed balloon ! Then momma straightened up to stand by the bed once again, looking down at me with some of my cum juice oozing from the side of her mouth, and her tongue came out to lick it up ! an erotic sight that sent shivers right through me ! then she sat on the bed alongside of me and grinned down at me, "Mmm, that was real nice, did you enjoy it, cause I certainly did !" I was still in a state of semi shock, so could only roll my head from side to side a silly grin pasted on my face. She reached over and brushed her hand over my flaccid cock, "Being so young, I should think this beautiful cock of yours will be standing tall again in no time at all, but perhaps we should help it along !" and she stood up again and reached behind her and I heard the sharp sound of the zipper on her dress being dragged down ! and with a quick shrug of her shoulders it cascaded to the floor ! she stood there in a brief pair of red lacy panties that did little to hide her bush of jet black hair on her pussy, and an equally brief red lacy half bra that lifted her breasts, but again did little to hide them ! my eyes were almost popping out now, I hadn't realised just what a fantastic body mom had ! she was slim and trim and about medium height but everything seemed to be in perfect proportion ! she made no attempt to cover up and my eyes roamed back and forwards from her hot pussy to her high, firm, exciting breasts ! and I could feel myself starting to get turned on all over again ! Then her hands moved behind her again and there was a soft snap before she leaned forward slightly and her bra slipped off her breasts and cascaded to the floor, and I sucked in my breath in amazement ! taking off the bra had made absolutely no difference to her breasts, they still stood proud and tall and firm, god, she had tits that would make Cindy jealous ! and nipples, my god I'd never seen nipples like that before, they stood a good inch out from her breasts and were a deep, deep pink colour ! I drooled as I imagined taking them in my mouth ! and mom seemed to know what I was thinking as she lifted her hands and lightly trailed her fingers over her nipples and I saw them jump and swell a little more, "Mmmm, I just love to have these sucked !" she said, and another shudder ran through me !! Then her hands moved down and slipped inside the waist band of her panties and slowly peeled them off and stepped out of them, but not content with just standing up and letting me gaze at her naked pussy, she straightened up and immediately lifted her left foot and rested it on the bed, moving her knees apart, so not only was I seeing her pussy lips, but right up deep inside !!!! "You like ?"she whispered, "Oh Mom !" I croaked "You're absolutely beautiful ! and hot ! and sexy !" a huge smile came to her face and her hands moved up to brush over her breasts once again " I'm glad you like what you see" she said, " but there's a couple of thinks you forgot ! you forgot to say that I'm horny - which I am !! and you forgot to say you wanted to fuck me - which I can see you do !!" and she glanced down at my now extremely rampant cock !! Her words inflamed me even further and I knew the moment of truth had arrived ! so reaching out I grabbed her by the waist and tumbled her on to the bed beside me ! her naked body came willingly to mine and our lips sought each other's out in a frantic sucking, tongue twisting kiss ! there was not a semblance of fumbling ! it was as if each of our bodies knew what the other body was going to do, and within seconds she was lying beneath me, her legs spread wide, and her hands were guiding my throbbing cock to the mouth of her pussy ! then I was thrusting inside and she was lifting to meet me so that my first stroke took me right to the deepest point of her writhing pussy and she cried out so loud that I stopped momentarily, "Oh no. don't stop" she moaned "I want it so bad, I want your big cock deep inside, I want your big cock to fuck me hard !! please Johnny, please, fuck me good !!" I must admit that at one stage in the proceedings I thought that maybe mom had had too much to drink or even something else ! and didn't really know what she was doing, but her use of my name told me she knew exactly who she was with and what she was doing, or should I say what she wanted me to do !! and the excitement exploded in me ! my mom really wanted her son's cock in her ! my cock !! so I gave it to her ! long and hard ! having had my cock blown by mom not that long ago, I was in no hurry to cum on this occasion ! even though her pussy was incredibly tight and incredibly hot and the walls of her pussy seemed to be trying to milk my cock dry !! Her head was rolling from side to side and her ass was lifting and thrusting up as I was thrusting down and she was moaning and whimpering "Oh yes Johnny, that feels so good, your cock's so big and hard ! give it to me, give it to momma !!" None of my dreams or fantasies came anywhere close to the reality ! as I continued to fuck my cock hard and deep into mom's pussy I began to lap and lick over her breasts, occasionally flicking one or either of her stiff and swollen nipples, causing her to jump and cry out even more !, then I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard ! well ! you would have thought I'd plugged her into a power point !! her body arched and she screamed loudly, then her body crashed back to the bed in a series of shudders and shakes that threatened to toss me from her body ! and I felt a cascade of super hot juices blast across my thrusting cock and she was screaming out "I'm cumming, oh god I'm cumming !! cum with me, cum with me !!" and I did !! spurting my juices deep into her pussy ! and the juices kept pouring and we kept cumming, and she kept shuddering and I kept thrusting ! and then we were kissing again, hot and passionate, our tongues doing mad dances that lit even more fires in our bodies! The orgasms seemed to go on for ever, but eventually our bodies wilted and our juices dried up and we slumped exhausted from each other's arms and lay looking dreamingly at each other ! I still couldn't believe what had happened, but the proof was before my eyes, one very naked mom still spattered with my cum juices and looking incredibly beautiful, and incredibly sexy ! and maybe she was thinking the same thing, because she suddenly grinned at me and leaned over and brushed her lips across mine, "sorry" she said, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming !" I grinned back at her, "Yeah, I feel a bit like that too ! but right now I think we both need a tall, cool drink !" and I rolled from the bed and padded downstairs to the Kitchen to fetch them. I think mom used my absence to take a quick trip into the shower, because her hair was wet when I returned, but she was back on my bed, still naked, and still smiling ! so I knew there wasn't going to be any wailing and gnashing our teeth over what had happened between us, in fact, from the way her eyes dropped down to my cock as I walked over to the bed with the drinks, and the sultry, saucy grin that came to her face, I had the feeling there was more to come ! As we sipped our drinks Mom explained that halfway through the party Dad had got an emergency call to fly to head office to deal with an equipment breakdown that had to be up and running by the morning, so she had rushed him straight to the airport to catch the late night special flight. Dad had wanted her to go back to the party, but she wasn't so sure, she'd been getting quite a bit of attention from Dad's best friend William over the evening, compliments on her beauty, on the clothes she was wearing, on how much she always managed to turn him on etc, Dad thought it was a huge joke, but Mom wasn't so sure, she felt there was a little more to it tonight than normal, and if she went back alone ! well, she was honest enough to admit to herself that she enjoyed the attention and was even feeling a little turned on by the attention, because she did quite like William. But then she thought of me home all on my own and decided to come straight back here instead, then she chuckled, "Of course I wasn't exactly expecting to find my son in a turned on state too !" I chuckled too, "were you very angry ?" I asked, "Maybe I should have been !" she answered, "But all I could see was this fantastic big, beautiful cock, and all I could think of was how much I wanted that cock right at that moment !", "My cock, or any cock" I asked impishly, and she flushed "I guess initially it was just the sight of a rock hard cock ! and it could have been anybody's " and she giggled, "even William's !!, but as I walked over to the bed the realization came that I was looking at my son's cock and the excitement just exploded in me, and I knew right at that moment that I wanted my son's cock inside me and that I'd been wanting it for quite some time !!" and she grinned again, "and what about you ?" it was my turn to flush " Oh, I'd been talking on the phone to Cindy down the road and I'd got kind of turned on, but when you came in, I thought I was really for the high jump ! but when you came over and took my hand away and put your own hand on my cock, it was like all my dreams had come true !, I've fantasized about you for so long and wanted you for so long !!", "and were you disappointed?" she asked quietly, "are you kidding ? you were much. much better than any dream or fantasy ! you have such a fantastic body and you fuck like crazy !!" she grinned, "Well, I'd have to say that you have a pretty good body too, an absolutely gorgeous cock, much bigger than I expected, and you sure fuck like crazy too ! and since your dad's been incredibly busy lately and things have been a bit neglected in the sex department, it would sure be nice if you fucked me like crazy again !! So I did !! and it was even better the second time, and the third time, and the fourth !! and Mom made me promise that whenever dad has to go out of town in future that her son will look after her real good ! and I always keep my promises ! A Fantasy Realized Ch. 2 The night I came home early from the party and found my son Johnny beating his meat in his bedroom was quite a turning point in my life! not only did I show him a much more enjoyable and exciting way to deal with his horniness, but found a much more enjoyable way to deal with my own!! I made no excuses for what happened between us that night, nor did I feel particularly guilty, in fact I loved it! I found an extra dimension of excitement and sensuality in having my own son shoot his load in my pussy and in my mouth and all over my tits! and over the next few weeks, with School holidays just starting and Jack, my husband continuing to spend long hours at his job, we did a lot of all three!! although my husband didn't seem to notice I took to wandering around the house in slightly more sexy clothes, and didn't bother with a bra any more because I knew it excited Johnny to see my hard nipples poking through my T shirts or the flash of my sexy briefs when I bent over! and he took every opportunity to touch me and stroke me because he knew that excited me! even taking the risk of being discovered seemed to add to our excitement and led to some incredibly hot sexual encounters when we finally got to be alone! I remember particularly the night that I was getting ready to go out to a party with Jack, he was out in the corridor calling out to me to hurry up and finish my shower or we'd be late, and I was inside the bathroom leaning over the sink trying desperately to stop the scream that was welling up into my throat as Johnny pounded his hot cock into my pussy from behind!! I was so glad that I'd made the rule very early in my marriage that I was not to be intruded upon when I was taking a shower!! but having my son shoot his load into my pussy with my husband only a few feet away was enormously exciting!! Jack had been quite adamant that there was no way that work would interfere that night, we would definitely go and enjoy the party, hearing this, and for once believing it, Johnny asked if he could go and stay the night with a friend, and we agreed. That in itself would later prove to be significant! I wasn't sure if it was the fact that I was finally getting plenty of good sex, or the fact that Johnny had fucked me so good just before we left, but I found myself in an excellent mood when we got to the party and was quite happy to join in some of the usual light flirting that always seems to be a feature of these types of gatherings, indeed, I felt myself very tuned in to some of the sensual undercurrents that were running between people! I found myself noticing for the first time who was really interested in who!! and when Jack's best buddy William came over and started his usual light flirting and sexually suggestive talk, I realised that his light banter was just a cover for the fact that he really had the hots for me!! it wasn't that I didn't like William, or that I thought he was a sleaze or anything, in fact I'd always acknowledged that he was ruggedly good looking and that in other circumstances I could be quite attracted to him, but I was a happily married woman who'd never contemplated being unfaithful! but of course, the events with Johnny had changed all that!! I'd acknowledged that my marriage was not as sexually satisfying as I wanted and needed it to be, I'd rediscovered the fact that I was a sexually attractive woman and that I really loved being fucked!! so on this night I found myself listening to William and looking at William in a slightly different light, and even found myself responding much more than usual , throwing some of his sexual suggestiveness back at him! but what surprised me most was the fact that this seemed to please Jack immensely! and I realised with something of a shock that over the last few months Jack seemed to have been pushing William and I together more and more often! - but I knew I must be mistaken! It was when the three of us were standing together that the damn beeper went off! a flushed and guilty look came over Jack's face as he'd assured me that tonight he would leave it at home, and I felt myself getting angry. Quickly Jack dashed off to grab the nearest phone and William offered to get me another drink, I think I might have snapped his head off! then had to apologize, he said it was OK, he understood! then Jack came back looking very unhappy indeed and mumbled that he was sorry but it was an emergency and he really had to dash off to the office and he'd need to take the car, but William would look after me and make sure I got home safely! he said all this very quickly and with a quick kiss on my cheek, dashed off. I was absolutely fuming! and everyone in the room could see that, especially William! he waited for a while as I simmered and sipped at the drink he'd brought me, then he took me by the arm and led me towards the door, "Did you bring a coat?" he asked, I shook my head negatively, "Then I think we ought to get out of here and get some fresh air for a while". Still locked in my anger I allowed him to lead me out and place me in his car, then he just started to drive. I think he must have driven for half an hour before I felt the anger begin to slip from my body and my mind and I came back to the present. I glanced over at William and he was staring straight ahead, not a semblance of a smile on his face, "I'm sorry William" I said, "I didn't mean to spoil things for you, where are we?", he glanced across and a slow smile came to his face, "Well, for a start, you're back amongst the living, and that's great" he said, "but as for where we are, I haven't a clue, I've just been driving and turning whenever the mood caught me!" I lifted my hand to my mouth to stifle the giggle that threatened to break out, "You mean we're lost?" I said, he tossed back his head and laughed, "Not really lost, I just don't know where we are!" we both laughed at that! "Don't worry, as soon as I see the next street sign I'll know!" that set us both laughing again, and I felt the last of the anger slide away, "I guess you're ready to go home now?" he asked, "Yes, if you don't mind William" I replied, he glanced across at me and smiled, "don't you think it's about time you called me Bill?, William sounds so formal!", "OK" I said, "Bill it will be" and I settled back into the seat as he looked around for a sign post, and having found one that he recognised, we turned for home. It turned out that we weren't very far away at all, and some 10 minutes later he turned in to my drive way, and I started to get out, then I stopped, realising that after all he'd done for me I couldn't just let him drive away, so I asked him if he'd like a night cap since I'd caused him to miss out on a few drinks at the party! he hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and turned off the engine of the car, "I think I'd like that very much" he said, so I led him inside. I didn't bother with the main light of the lounge room, I simply walked over to the bar in the corner and turned the small light on there, then turned around and acting the part of a barmaid said "Good evening sir, and what would your pleasure be this evening?" I noted the Quick flush that came to his cheeks and the slight smile that twisted the side of his mouth, "Well it's a bit difficult to decide when your mind's distracted" he said, "Oh sir" I said, continuing the act, "and what could possibly be distracting you?", he groaned and his eyes slowly and quite deliberately dropped down to the slopes of my breasts! I'd worn a dress that night that I knew Jack loved, that I knew turned him on, and it appeared to be doing the same thing for Bill!! it was a muted orange in color, a very simple design, the hem midway between my thighs and my knees - perhaps a little closer to my thighs! and the neck line cut quite low! because of that and the fact that my breasts were so firm I'd enhanced the effect for Jack by not bothering to wear a bra, and the thin material clung to my breasts and clearly outlined my nipples! little wonder it was proving to be a distraction! but instead of being annoyed by the fact that he was now staring unashamedly down my cleavage, I found myself becoming turned on! Then he finally shook his head and in a slightly hoarse voice said, "it will have to be a soft drink, I'm driving, remember!". I grinned at him, feeling the heat rising inside me, "Why doesn't sir take a comfortable seat on the couch and I'll bring his drink right over!" He seemed to stagger slightly as he moved off to the couch and I knew it wasn't anything to do with the drinks he'd consumed that evening, because I remember being surprised earlier to note that he was on soft drinks. I made two large lemonades with plenty of ice and carried them slowly and carefully across to the couch, he watched me come and I could see the heat in his eyes. He quickly moved a small table from the side to the front and I leaned forward to place the two drinks on it. I heard his sharp intake of breath and knew that he was now in no doubt whatsoever that I wasn't wearing a bra! because the neckline of my dress gaped wide open!! I held the pose there for a moment, letting him drink in the sight of my breasts, "is that to your satisfaction, sir?" I murmured, "or is there something else you'd like?" his answer was a half moan, half groan, and when I straightened up he was leaning back with his eyes tightly closed, and I knew he was fighting for control. I moved over and sat down beside him , then leaned across and lightly brushed my lips over his, he jumped as if I'd stabbed him! "what was that for?" he gasped, "for being so special to me tonight, for looking after me, for caring!" and I saw the flush move from his neck right up to his hair line, "Will you promise not to jump if I finish saying thank you?" I asked, and before he could reply I leaned over again and pressed my lips on to his and kept them there for a long, long time! until I felt his stiff lips soften and begin to respond to mine, then I pulled away just a fraction and looked deep into his eyes, then I reached down and took one of his hands and placed it around my neck, then reached for the other one and placed it firmly on my breast! and his eyes almost popped out of his head! then I moved forward again and kissed him deeply! again there was that momentary stiffness, that hesitation as he struggled with the feelings that were flowing through him, then his lips were hungrily devouring mine! and his hand was cupping and stroking my breasts, and the drinks were forgotten! For the next 10 minutes our lips and tongues did a torrid, passionate dance that further inflamed both of us, then he finally moved his hand and slipped it into the top of my dress and cupped my naked breast, I groaned and squirmed, then groaned some more as I felt his other hand move to my back and slowly ease down the zipper of my dress! his other hand did the rest, pushing it down and away from my breasts and releasing them completely! he pulled away from my lips and glanced down, "Oh, I want to see them, I want to see your magnificent tits!", so I twisted away, giving him a full, uninterrupted view, "Mmmm, so beautiful, they're even bigger than I thought, and so firm!" and his hand roamed all over them, squeezing and teasing, causing my already hard nipples to swell and harden even further. Then he shook his head as if trying to rid himself of the fog of his mounting passion, "but this is crazy!, we mustn't!, Jack's my best friend!". I reached out and captured his moving hand and held it to my breast, "and my husband!" I added, "but haven't you noticed how he's been pushing us together? for the last four parties in a row he's been called away, and every time he's urged me to remain saying, 'William will look after you'! last time you remember I had to drive him to the airport, and even there he urged me to return alone to the party, 'William will look after you' he said, 'William will look after you'! don't you remember him saying that tonight?", "Yes" said Bill, "but I didn't know about the other times, I guess I get so horny when I'm around you that I don't pay much attention to what's going on around me!" I grinned, "and are you horny now?" I asked teasingly, "am I ever!!" he gasped, "and so am I!!" I said, " and I want you to keep your promise to my husband and 'look after me' real well!!" and with that, I stood up and allowed my dress to cascade to the floor, then leaned forward and proceeded to remove my sopping wet panties! there was only a momentary hesitation as his eyes feasted on my now completely naked body before he started fumbling at his shirt buttons! I smiled at him, "I'll be with you in a moment" I said, and moved back to the bar to light a couple of candles and turn out the harsh bar light, bathing the room in a flickering glow, then I moved back to the couch. By this time Bill had managed to remove all his clothes, and I stood for a moment looking down admiringly at his naked torso, he was quite slim, but also quite muscular, but what interested me most was the beautiful, beautiful rampant cock that almost seem to glare up at me, I guessed him to be about seven and a half to eight inches, and quite thick, and he was circumcised, which gave his cock a beautiful symmetric shape, and I felt my mouth begin to water as I looked at it! he didn't rush me, seeming to enjoy the feeling of my eyes caressing his body, but eventually I wanted to more than just look! so I dropped to my knees and reached out to take hold of his cock, gently running my hand up and down its length, bringing a deep groan from his throat! then I leaned over and brushed my lips across its tip before plunging my hot mouth down over it almost to the base! he jumped then! almost lifting himself off the couch!, "Mmmm, does that mean you like being sucked?" I asked, a sort of strangled sound came out! and I sucked him some more! I really did love sucking a man's cock and I'd been getting plenty of practice with Johnny in recent weeks, so I was able to keep Bill hovering on that edge of agony and ecstasy where he was almost at the point of cumming! "Oh god, that's incredible, that's so, so good!" he groaned, "But I want to do it to you too, I want to bring you to the boil and make you simmer!!", so he slid from the couch and laughingly wrested me to the floor, and proceeded to lick and kiss and suck every inch of my body, until he came to my steaming pussy and started to lap me up!! that was enough to bring me to an initial orgasm! and he seemed to enjoy the feeling and taste of my juices cascading down over his tongue! but by now he was on fire too, so he changed position quickly and buried his rampant cock into my hot, juicy pussy! "Yes, oh god yes" I cried out, "That feels so good, your cock is so big, so hot, it feels sooo good, oh god, fuck me, fuck me real hard!!" and he began to lift his tempo, fucking his hard cock deep into my squirming pussy! at the same time his lips and tongue were ravaging my sensitive breasts, occasionally sucking hard at my stiff, swollen nipples, and I was loving it!! I ran my hands over his tight, muscular ass cheeks, pulling him forward with his thrusting cock to bury him deeper inside me, then gently stroking as he withdrew, then I allowed my fingers to slide down into the crack of his ass to brush against his asshole and that caused him to jump and gasp, and I felt his cock lurch inside me, so I kept fingering him there, gently rubbing against his hole and he began to gasp and thrust even harder, "Oh yes, oh yes, that's driving me wild!" he croaked, so I decided to go one step further and jammed one finger as deeply as I could into his steaming ass!! well, he just exploded!! blasting his hot cum juice so hard I thought it was going to shoot out of my mouth! but that blew me over the top too, and I was bucking and heaving and threshing around as an incredibly spectacular orgasm ripped through me and my juices gushed down to meet his spewing hot lava!! he kept on fucking his cock into me, lifting my body off the floor and ramming it deep and I was loving every minute of it! and I urged him on, and he urged me on, at times it was hard to determine who was crying out "Fuck me!!" the loudest!!, but it seemed to go on and on for ever! But all good things eventually come to an end - and it had been incredibly good!! - and we collapsed exhausted into each other's arms, then I looked up and laughed, things had happened so fast after that first brief kiss to say thank you, that we'd completely forgotten about the drinks! I reached up for mine and found that the ice had all melted and the drink had got warm, so pushing myself from his embrace I wandered over to the bar and made us another drink each. He lay propped against the couch watching me as I brought the drinks back, and he gave a low wolf whistle, "Have I ever told you Mrs Davis that you're the sexiest woman I've ever met?", he asked, I grinned, "No! but I'm quite happy to listen if you want to tell me now!", "I always think that actions speak louder than words, so when I finish this drink I'm going to show you just how sexy I think you are!" At that moment we both heard the front door open and close, and footsteps moving towards the candle lit room, Bill jerked upright, almost spilling his drink, and a mixture of shock, pain and embarrassment rushed on to his face! but I reached out and pushed him back, "It's too late now" I whispered "Whatever happens, happens!!" Then Jack walked in, looking a little tired and drawn, and came straight over and looked down at us, then a curious smile came on to his face, "I guess the party moved here" He said, "I hope I'm not too late!" and he began to take off his clothes! and when he did, I was astounded to see that he had the most massive erection I'd ever seen him have!! well, I wasn't going to waste that!! so I immediately got to my knees and began to suck it!! "Aargh!" he moaned as his whole body shook "suck me good Lisa, suck me good!", and with Bill looking on initially slightly wide eyes, but then with growing arousal, I did just that until I knew that Jack was about to explode! I took his first huge spurt of cum into my mouth, then the rest I allowed to shoot all over my face and breasts! as I pumped his big cock hard!, I knew that always excited Jack!! I found out that it excited Bill too, and Jack had hardly stopped spurting before Bill was up and licking Jack's juices frantically off my breasts!! then I was pulling at Bill's cock too and before long he was spewing his juices over my face and breasts too!! and this time it was Jack that was right there to lick it off!! it was totally wild and totally crazy, and I loved it!! but my mouth and my face and my breasts were getting all the attention and my pussy was getting none! as I was quick to point out!! and something they moved quickly to rectify, first a revitalized Jack, and then a somewhat relieved and equally revitalized Bill!! Later, all three of us lay naked, sipping a fresh cool drink, watching the light grow brighter through the lounge room window as dawn made it's way into the room, and Jack almost formally thanked Bill for 'looking after me' the previous night, Bill grinned, "It was my pleasure" he said, and I grinned, "It was my pleasure too! and anytime you want to pleasure me again, just come on over!!" I said, then glanced at Jack, he was grinning hugely and nodding - and once again sporting a massive erection!! when I pointed it out by the simple process of reaching out and grabbing it, he admitted that he's always had this incredibly hot fantasy about seeing me with another man! and now having seen it he found it turned him on even more!!, "So that's why you've been trying to push Bill and I together at parties'" I said, "Was it so obvious?" he asked, "I've always known Bill had the hots for you, so I thought I'd help it along!, you're not angry are you?" I wasn't, but Bill was! or at least he pretended to be!, "You Bastard" he said, "You set me up! but what bugs me most is that if you'd been a little less devious and a little more open, I might have tasted the delights of Lisa a lot sooner!! so I guess we'll have to make up for lost time, why don't the two of you join me up at the lakeside cabin next weekend? it's well out of beeper range!! totally private! we can take our clothes off when we arrive and not put them on again until we leave and fuck the whole weekend through!!", I threw back my head and laughed in absolute delight! "I'll drink to that!" I said, and promptly plunged my mouth down over Jack's rampant cock!!!!!