0 comments/ 124670 views/ 11 favorites Fantasies Ch. 01 By: Sweetcheekss Stacy and I have been married for almost three years, marrying right after we graduated high school. We had a good, solid marriage, not like some of our former classmates. Both of us had good jobs and no financial worries. One of the best attributes of our marriage was our open communications with one another. We never kept anything secret from each other. Of course, great sex topped our list of attributes to our marriage. Stacy and I often talked about our sexual fantasies, especially after an evening of making love. Stacy was a lot more imaginative than me when it came to sexual fantasies. I had just a few; Stacy had to make a list out so she wouldn't forget any. I think she even added to it occasionally. She seemed to get some of her ideas from her friends at work during lunch breaks. I guess some women like to chat about sex as much as the guys. Stacy and I were thinking about starting a family. We'd just purchased our new home. We wanted to make sure we were settled down. We knew our free time together would be limited once we started having children. I think we were both waiting to see if we had the nerve to try fulfilling our sexual fantasies. Stacy's birthday was coming up in another two weeks and I wanted to give her something memorable for her twenty-first birthday. Stacy's never been one to go in for expensive gifts, preferring something thoughtful and personal. I'd been racking my brain trying to decide what to do for her birthday. Of course, dinner and an evening out would be first. Stacy loved Italian food so I'd make a reservation at Antonio's. Stacy's 5'7", 122 pounds with shoulder length brown hair. She's gorgeous to say the least with a great smile. Stacy's always been able to attract attention whenever she dresses a little extra sexy. Stacy's got the best-shaped legs and cutest butt I've ever seen. I considered myself very lucky to be married to her. One evening, I decided to go shopping over the Internet for something inexpensive to get Stacy for her upcoming birthday. I got quite a few ideas, especially a necklace and earrings I'd spotted on one of the jewelry websites. It wasn't too expensive and it was available immediately. I wanted to think about it a little more before making the purchase though. I surfed around the Internet, clicking on a "swinger's" website. We'd fantasized about what it would be like but never took it all that seriously. I was clicking on some of the various ads, especially those with pictures. I noticed one ad listed from someone not far from us. It was a single guy and not a couple but I clicked on it anyway. I read the ad, checking out the picture. I didn't recognize the guy in the picture but his ad was well worded. He preferred to swing with married women rather than single women. He also considered couples. He described himself, especially noting his thick 10" cock. I had to snicker, remembering Stacy had said she'd like to have sex with a guy who was "well hung". I'm about average in size but nowhere near 10". I heard Stacy approaching from behind me so I clicked on something else before she saw what I was looking at. Stacy went to bed early that evening. She was still fighting the after-effects of the flu. I stayed up and went back to the swinger's website to find the guy's ad again. I read it over a few times and decided to write a note to the email address listed with the ad. I probably rewrote it several times to get the wording the way I wanted it. I explained about my wife's favorite fantasy of having sex with a well-endowed guy. I also made it clear that I would have to be present but just to watch, not as a participant. I mentioned that he might have to seduce Stacy since I wanted this to be a surprise twenty-first birthday present. I sent the email, not really expecting to get a reply. I was even a little skeptical the ad was real. The next evening I got on the Internet and proceeded with my usual browsing. I checked on both my email addresses for anything interesting. I quickly noticed a response to the email I'd sent in reply to the swinger's ad the previous evening. I looked around to see where Stacy was at before opening it. She was downstairs doing laundry so I opened the email and scanned over it. The guy had written a very nice response to my initial email. His real name was Kenny. He wrote about what he liked and didn't like, even mentioning a couple of his own fantasies. From his email, he seemed very personable. He asked a few questions about Stacy and about me. He asked if I had a picture of Stacy so he could see what she looked like. The only pictures I had on the computer were a few vacation pictures taken last summer. I signed out of the email website and scanned the various pictures for one or two of Stacy that I could attach to an email. I searched through the pictures finding one of Stacy in a bikini and one in a short dress. I was hesitant to attach them to an email, still a little skeptical if Kenny was for real. I thought about it for several minutes and decided to give it a shot. The pictures weren't all that revealing. I sent the email with the two photos attached and hoped Kenny wasn't just some jerk photo collector that I'd never hear back from. Just before bed, I checked the email website and there was the response I'd been secretly hoping for. There were attachments to the email so my virus software scanned them before opening the reply. Kenny had sent back three pictures of himself with his response, all nudes. He wasn't kidding about his 10" cock. He was also a very handsome guy with an athletic build. I could almost picture him and Stacy together. Ken made several compliments about Stacy's pictures. Kenny stated he loved to seduce married women but he also knew when "no" meant just that. He wouldn't push it any farther than Stacy or I wanted him to if we decided to get together. The ball was in my court, I had to make a decision as to whether I was going to try and set up something or not. I couldn't make the decision without first thinking things through. I responded to the email letting Kenny know I'd received it. I didn't make a "yes or no" comment. I thought about Ken's email all the next day at work. I wanted to watch Stacy having sex with him but I was also afraid I might be pushing her too far. I didn't want to take a chance with our marriage. I kept remembering Kenny's comment about accepting a "no" without getting upset. I decided to email him back that evening and see what we could set up. I was going to take the gamble. I wrote Kenny an email that evening, letting him know what I'd like to set up and on what day. We just needed to get our arrangements all set in place. Ken replied within an hour and said the date and time was good for him. He also had a couple of good suggestions as to how we'd work Stacy's seduction. We wrote back and forth till we had our plans all worked out. I was getting more excited as we emailed back and forth. I could sense Kenny was getting equally excited from the tone of his emails. Saturday evening, Stacy and I were all set for our dinner at Antonio's. Stacy was finished getting dressed. She decided to wear her favorite white dress, which she knew I especially liked. It wasn't too short, the hem just above the knees an inch or two. She wore white high-heels and thigh-high nylons. She looked good enough to eat. I presented her with the necklace and earrings I'd purchased over the Internet so she'd think that was her birthday present along with dinner. We had a great dinner, lots of pasta and red wine. Stacy wasn't much of a drinker so the wine was having a relaxing effect on her. That was part of our plan. I didn't want Stacy drunk, just well relaxed. After dinner I suggested a drive through the country. I had the directions to Kenny's home in the country memorized so I could pretend it was a casual drive. So far the plan was working. I glanced over at Stacy sitting in the near darkness of the car. I decided it might be best to let her know where we were actually going and why. Stacy wasn't too thrilled with what I'd planned. She said we should have picked someone together rather than just me do the choosing. I started to turn the car around and head back home, giving up on my plan. "No, No. Let's go meet this guy." Stacy said in a tone of annoyance. "I'm not guaranteeing anything though." We drove the rest of the way in silence. We finally reached Kenny's house and I pulled into the driveway. The house sat a good distance from the road. Stacy got out of the car and I put my arm around her waist guiding her towards the front door of the house. I rang the doorbell and quickly heard footsteps approaching from the other side. Kenny opened the door. He was neatly dressed and well groomed. He looked exactly like his pictures. Kenny greeted us, shaking our hands. I introduced Stacy to him. Kenny got a big smile on his face the instant he saw her. Kenny led us to the livingroom motioning for Stacy and I to sit down on the couch. Kenny sat across from us. I think he could tell Stacy wasn't too happy about being there. He looked at me with a questioning glance. I finally told Kenny that I'd let Stacy in on our plan. He was disappointed, I could tell. Kenny forced a smile, maybe he was relieved. There was a long pause of silence. Kenny suggested that since we'd come all this way, we at least have a drink. Kenny and I went to the kitchen to get some wine for Stacy and beer for ourselves. Stacy stayed sitting on the couch. She wasn't smiling. "Well, what do you want to do?" Kenny inquired. "Do you want me to try and seduce Stacy or would you prefer we wait till some other time?" "I don't think she's too happy but I don't think she's totally against it either." I answered. "I'm not really sure what to do." "OK." Kenny responded. "Well………….let's see what happens. Let me see how far I can get." I thought about it for a minute before reluctantly agreeing. Kenny said to let him take the lead but he'd respect Stacy's decision if she resisted. We went back into the livingroom. Kenny handed Stacy a chilled glass of wine. She thanked him and smiled. He sat down next to her on the couch. I took the chair across from them. Stacy sipped her wine slowly while Kenny and I talked casually on various subjects. Stacy finished her wine; Kenny took the empty glass from her. Kenny complimented Stacy on her dress and jewelry. He rested his hand on her knee near the hem of her dress. Stacy thanked him for the compliment, telling Ken I'd given her the necklace and earrings for her birthday. Ken wished her Happy Birthday, kissing her on the cheek. Stacy blushed at his action but didn't object. Kenny kissed her again, this time on the lips for close to a minute. Stacy put her hand on his shoulder like she was trying to push him back but she wasn't trying all that hard. Kenny pulled his lips off Stacy's. She didn't appear to be mad, just surprised at his advances. Stacy stared right at me. Kenny didn't look back towards me; he kept focused on Stacy. Kenny put his right hand on Stacy's leg, just above her knee. She had her legs crossed. Stacy looked down at his hand as Kenny leaned in and kissed Stacy on the lips again. This time Kenny was a little more aggressive with his kisses, grinding his lips against Stacy's. I watched as Kenny eased his hand up under Stacy's dress. He was massaging her legs slowly slipping his hand up higher under her dress. I saw Stacy's hands on Kenny's shoulders gripping them tightly. They didn't appear like they were forcing him back off her. I could feel my cock getting harder, watching the two of them. Stacy uncrossed her legs, the hem of her dress pushed almost to the top of her nylons. Stacy was moaning loud enough I could hear her over the soft music coming from the stereo. I was beginning to breathe hard, I'm sure Stacy and Kenny were breathing harder too. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh……ohhhhhhhhhhhhh" Stacy moaned. "Stoooooopp" Stacy's moaning was getting louder. Kenny spread Stacy's legs far enough apart for me to see her white panties. He put his hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy through the thin material. Stacy was squirming as his hand manipulated her pussy. She pulled her lips away from Kenny's. "Rick…………..Rick make him stop…………ohhhhhhhhhh" Stacy moaned. I wasn't sure if she really meant it or it was just her natural instinct to call for me to help her. I leaned forward in my chair. Stacy's mouth was wide open and she was breathing hard. Kenny continued rubbing her pussy a little more aggressively. "Stacy, you really want me to stop?" Kenny whispered loud enough for me to hear. Stacy didn't answer, just moaned. My cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt being confined in my slacks. I rubbed the bulge my cock through my pants, trying to relieve the pressure. Kenny looked over at me. He was smiling, almost grinning. "Let's go upstairs to the bedroom." Kenny said. Kenny got up off the couch and pulled Stacy to her feet. She was unsteady on her feet so Ken put his arm around her waist. We climbed the steps to the upstairs bedroom. Kenny kept his arm around Stacy's waist pulling her in close to him. Kenny turned on the lights in the bedroom as we entered. The covers on the bed had been removed except for a single sheet. Kenny took his arm from around Stacy's waist and walked over towards the bed. I noticed Stacy was shaking a little. Maybe I should call a halt to this, I wasn't sure. Kenny started taking his clothes off. Stacy and I both stood there watching him. Kenny had on tight black boxers. The extremely large bulge of his cock was very prevalent. "Rick, why don't you take Stacy's clothes off so I can get a good look at that sexy body of hers?" Rick quipped. I hesitated for an instance then pulled the zipper down on the back of Stacy's dress. I slipped the dress off her shoulders and down her arms. The dress clung to her hips briefly before falling to the floor. Stacy stood there briefly before stepping out of it. She put her hand on my shoulder to steady herself. Stacy stood there in her bra, panties, nylons and high-heels. "Hmmmm……..Take off her bra." Kenny commanded. I unhooked Stacy's bra and took it off her. Stacy started to bring her hands up to cover herself. She brought her hands about halfway up, then put them down to her sides. I stood behind Stacy looking over her shoulders. Her light brown nipples were slowly growing erect. Kenny slowly approached Stacy. He kissed her lightly on the lips. "Rick, why don't you have a seat." Kenny said, glancing toward a chair against the wall. I walked over to the chair and sat down watching Kenny slowly seduce my wife. My cock was still hard and still hurting. I rubbed it through the material of my slacks but it didn't help any. I decided to take my clothes off so I could relieve myself as the seduction progressed. Stacy glanced over at me sitting in the chair naked. She looked up at Kenny and kissed him hard and passionately. Kenny's hands on her waist slipped down over her butt, squeezing gently. The bulge in his boxers looked like it was going to burst through the material any second. My cock was standing straight up. I lightly stroked it up and down. Stacy and Kenny were still kissing. I could see his tongue probing deep into Stacy's mouth causing her to moan softly. Stacy's lips parted from Kenny's. He cupped both of Stacy's breasts, gently kneading them with his large hands. I could see her hard nipples pinched between his fingers. "Ohhhhhhhhhh…….yessssssssssss………….mmmmmmmmmmm" Stacy moaned. Kenny released Stacy's breasts, taking a step back from her. He put one hand on her shoulder and reached down to her panties with the other. He slipped his hand just inside her panties toying with them. He suddenly gave them a hard yank, ripping the thin elastic straps on both sides. Stacy's body jerked when her panties were ripped off. Kenny tossed them towards me. They fell at my feet. Kenny grinned at me. I was so turned on by his actions I almost shot my load right then. Kenny led Stacy over to the side of the bed. She sat down near the edge staring at the bulge in Kenny's tight boxers. She seemed mesmerized by it. Kenny reached down and pulled Stacy's legs up causing her to fall back on the bed. He pulled her nylons down and off her long legs. Kenny had my wife completely naked laying on his bed. Kenny glanced at me for a brief moment, then knelt down between Stacy's legs. He kissed her thighs, slowly making his way towards her pussy. Stacy looked over at me, a slight smile on her face. I felt relieved, thinking she wasn't as upset with me as she was earlier. Kenny inched his way to Stacy's pussy, kissing the folds. Stacy's head turned away from me looking down her body at Ken. She moaned continuously as Ken worked her hot little pussy with his lips and tongue. Ken pushed Stacy's legs straight up and spread them far apart. I could see his tongue sliding in and out of my wife's pussy. She was moving her butt side to side as Ken slipped in and out of her. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmm…………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Stacy moaned. Kenny's tongue found Stacy's hot little clit. He sucked on it making Stacy cum with a long and slow orgasm. Stacy's back arched up off the bed, her head bent back supporting her. Her legs shook uncontrollably during the entire orgasm. I had to stop stroking my hard cock to keep from coming at the same time. Kenny slowly got up from his kneeling position. Stacy was lying flat out on the bed, her legs dangling over the sides. She was breathing hard, still recovering from her orgasm. Kenny positioned her farther up on the bed and put a pillow under her head. He got off the bed and pulled his boxer's off. He was facing away from Stacy so she couldn't see how big is huge cock was. Kenny was kidding about having a thick 10" cock. I wondered, almost to the point of worrying, if Stacy could take much of it inside her. Kenny turned towards Stacy. Stacy's eyes grew large at her first sight of Kenny's huge cock. She looked over towards me, almost terrified. Kenny was slowly climbing back between Stacy's legs. Stacy brought her legs together and pulled them up to her. "Oh God. I can't take that! "Stacy exclaimed. "You're way to big!" "That's what they all say at first." Kenny said, grinning. "I'm sure you can take it." I was about to get up from my chair and call a halt to everything. Kenny pulled Stacy's legs apart and spread them wide. He put his strong hands underneath them, raising Stacy's butt up off the bed. He pushed his hips forward a little penetrating Stacy's wet pussy with the enormous head of his cock. Stacy tried to pull away but Kenny's strong arms held her tight. He gyrated his hips slowly pushing more of his huge cock inside Stacy. Stacy appeared to try and relax as Kenny slipped a few more of his 10" in her pussy. "Wait, let me suck you off!" Stacy exclaimed. "Let me do that!" "OK." Kenny replied, grinning. "Right after I fuck you, I'll let you suck me off." Kenny worked his cock deeper and deeper until Stacy couldn't take anymore of his massive cock. I could by the expression on her face; her pussy was stretched as far as possible. Kenny pulled his cock back, almost pulling it all the way out. He slowly eased it back in. Stacy moaned as he proceeded to fuck her slowly. Kenny looked over at me giving me a signal that Stacy was alright and he wasn't hurting her. I sat back down in my chair. Kenny gyrated his hips when he'd push his pelvis forward. Stacy's legs were spread almost straight out trying to accommodate Kenny's thick cock. He pumped her a little faster and Stacy came hard, he ass pushing down into the sheets. Kenny was fucking Stacy harder and harder, not plunging all the way into her. Stacy continued moaning and then let out a loud shriek as she reached another orgasm. Ken barely moved his cock during Stacy's orgasm. When she calmed down Kenny fucked her fast and hard until he pumped his hot load deep inside her pussy. He bucked his pelvis into her a few more strokes, cumming a second time. I was stroking my cock so hard I came in one long spew. My cum shooting out onto the carpeting. Stacy's brought her legs together wrapping them around Kenny's waist. She put her arms around him till they both caught their breaths. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Fantasies Ch. 01 Where does one begin? So I have these fantasies that I just have to share with someone so why not with the sexed up open minded people of Literotica. Hell Yeah People! So, I am a 25 year old guy who can't get enough of the female body, but loves being a cock slut. So I wanted to share some of my fantasies that I have yet to live out, but want to so badly. Fantasy 1. I'm there doing a girl from behind. Either fucking her in the ass or her pussy, but she is laying down and I am on top of her. Sitting at the top of the bed is a young, hot stud and while I am fucking the girl, we are sharing his cock. Sometimes I feed her his big cock and sometimes she feeds it to me. Other times we are both sucking and licking on his cock while I slowly pump away on this hot girl below. I refrain from cumming till we have made this stud come on our faces. Fantasy 2. I lose a bet and have to be a slave for several guys for a weekend. It starts out with the guys sitting around in various states of undress and they make me get up in the center of the room and strip for them. The deal is that they can do anything to me and make me do anything to them except for anal penetration. Everything else goes. If they want me to bathe them, I have to bathe them. So I am there, naked in front of these young, hot studs and one of them tells me to get on my knees and crawl to him. His cock is erect and laying on his stomach. I crawl over on my hands and knees and the guys keep saying things like how much of a cock slut I am going to be this weekend and how they are all going to cum like 20 times each. I get up and start licking his cock and they tell me to wiggle my ass while I suck his huge cock. The other guys get up and come over and start feeling on my body. Another guy gets behind me and places his cock between my ass cheeks and starts humping me like he was tit fucking my ass. This goes on with all of the guys taking turn with my face and feeling on my body. They have me sit up on my knees as they stand around me and pull me from one cock to the other, talking trash and calling me a cock boy and a cum slut. They rub their cocks all over my head and face and slap me with their cocks. Then, they all cum on my face and body. Throughout the weekend they have me suck their cocks and try to find new ways to humiliate me. Two guys take me in to the shower and I wash each of them with my hands and then they each have me eat their asses and suck their cocks in the shower but they don't cum. They get out and make me dry them off and then finish sucking them off one at a time. I then go into the kitchen and there is another guy in there. He gets on the counter and has me come over and give him head. As I am doing this, another guy comes up behind me and places his semi hard cock between my ass cheeks and slowly starts humping me. I finish the guy off in my mouth and the guy behind me has me get on the floor and he pours some lube on my ass and then humps my ass till he cums on my back. I then go back into one of the bedrooms and the guy whose cock I sucked first tells me to get in bed with him and play with his cock. I get eye level with his cock and begin by stroking his cock while I lay my head on his leg. I take a long time with his cock as I take turns licking it slowly, rubbing it on my face, slowly sucking it and kissing on his inner thighs and tonguing his balls. I take my time till he begs me to finish and I then get on my knees in between his legs and suck his cock with the gusto of a cockslut that I am. He cums and I drink down his delicious cum I spend the entire weekend sucking off these guys whenever they get hard. In the hot tub, on the side of the pool, on the floor, against the wall, I am their little cock boy and I love it. Fantasy 3: I meet up with a young couple and I get to give head to her boyfriend while she watches. She has him tied up to the bed and brings me in to suck him off. I start by straddling him and kissing him. As I am doing this, I hump our cocks together. She sits by and watches, masturbating. I then start to kiss and nibble on his neck and then move down. I take my time kissing on his chest and licking his nipples and then slowly start going down south, taking my time licking on his six pack abs. I then start licking his cock without touching it with my hands and I then I suck his big beautiful cock into my mouth. She lies down next to his mid section and watches as I expertly suck off her boyfriend as she watches. She talks dirty to me, asking me if I like her boyfriends cock. She asks him if I suck cock well and if he likes it. He, of course, moans that he does. She holds the back of my head and pushes me up and down on his cock. She tells me what to do. She tells me to suck on his balls, to lick them. As he gets closer, she says that she wants to see him cum, so I continue to fondle his balls and stroke his cock, but I turn my head sideways and do that suck / lick motion on the bottom of his cock just below the head of his dick till he cums, shooting his cum way into the air onto my face and his body. She then has me lick him clean. Then she has me lay across him so that we form a plus sign and she sucks me off while he watches. I can feel his cock growing hard on my back and that brings me to the edge and as I am getting close, she has me straddle him and she lays her next to his face and has me jack off till I cum on both of their faces. I leave satisfied. :) Ok, so there are 3 of my fantasies. More to come soon. What are your fantasies? Fantasies Ch. 01 "It's going to such an amazing weekend," I tell you as we finish packing our bags. I am already getting that all too familiar tingle between my legs just with the anticipation of all the possibilities in store for us over the next 3 days. You're wearing my favorite jeans. The ones that accentuate what I've come to call "Penis Perfection". It's all I can do to not push you down on the bed and take you into my mouth right here, right now. You smirk at me as you see the look in my eyes and know exactly what I'm thinking. "Never were the patient one were you?" you remark as you oh so conveniently adjust yourself taking longer than necessary. That smirk turns into a laugh as I bite my bottom lip as that's my "tell" so to speak when I'm aroused. "Baby, if you're already eying me like a piece of meat, this is going to be a really, really LONG, HARD 2 hour drive to Fantasies." Damn you for stressing the words long and hard because that doesn't help take my mind off your dick. We finally get in the car and head out for a fun-filled weekend of a threesome or two, and maybe some swinging. Fantasies is an exclusive private club specializing in, well, the name says it all. We've both had threesomes and even foursomes, but never with each other. We finally arrive at the hotel after 2 excruciating hours of you torturing and teasing me by rubbing your cock through your jeans or lightly tracing the stiff peaks of my painfully hard nipples. We unpack and I head off to the bathroom to freshen up and change clothes. I also need to give some attention to my swollen clit as you failed to do in the car on the way here. I walk out of the bathroom and now it's my turn to smirk at you as now YOU'RE the one eying ME like a piece of meat. You can't even speak, only emitting a low whistle and a growl. I have my hair swept up with a few tendrils hanging around my face, but leaving my neck exposed for your lips and teeth, since you know that one particular spot on my neck that when bit will make me cum instantly. I'm wearing a new outfit bought especially for tonight and this is the first time that you're seeing it. Most women have a "little black dress". I have a little purple dress since it's my favorite color. It's a spaghetti strap with a very deep, plunging neckline that shows so much cleavage that it threatens to show my nipples. It's very body hugging and ends mere inches below my ass and pussy and you can actually see a gap of skin where the dress ends and my thigh highs begin. The outfit's topped off with my favorite open toed, 5" stilettos with the ankle strap. I can't help but walk over and sit on your lap, wiggling my ass around feeling you immediately harden. You grip my hips as you pull me down harder against your massive erection. I reluctantly pull myself up and we head down to the lobby and out across the street to live out some sexual fantasies. You grab and hold my hand as we walk in the door and tell me how much you love me and that everyone in the place is not going to be able to take their eyes off me. We hit the bar where you get your usual double disoronno and coke with a splash of grenadine and I order a Miller Lite. I may look elegant, but I'm Texas born and bred and am a beer girl at heart. And, you are right, all eyes seem to be staring at me as we head to the dance floor to do some bumping and grinding. We've only been dancing about five minutes when a cute little girl next door brunette steps in between us, grabbing my hips and gyrating against me while pushing her firm ass against you. "I'm Emily," she pants as the music slows down, "and you are the sexiest woman I have ever laid eyes on. I'm going to lick your pussy all night with your man jacking off while he watches us." I immediately go from moist to soaking wet, which becomes obvious as I'm not wearing panties and it's getting dangerously close to running down my thighs. I nod my head not only to Emily, but over her shoulder to you noticing the pleading look of lust in your eyes. As I lean in to kiss her, one of your hands snakes up between us as you caress her small, but amazing tits. She moans into my mouth as you find her nipple and roll it between your fingers. While you're wreaking havoc on her nipples, I reach up her skirt to find her lace thong drenched. I reach inside and run my fingers all over her lips, purposely avoiding her clit until she breaks away from our kiss and puts her hand over mine and rubs the palm of my hand over her hard clit, cumming about ten seconds later. "Why don't we take this off the dance floor and to our suite across the street," you whisper to her as you're nibbling on her earlobe. We're all making out all the way out the door and across the street into the hotel, which is also owned by the club. I see the twenty-ish night clerk liking what he's seeing and reaches into his pants to begin stroking himself. "Let's give him a little something to finish him off," I mischievously remark as I drop to my knees and take out that dick that I love so much and shove it all the way down my throat in one move. You begin fingering Emily's pussy while she bends over to pinch and twist my tight erect nipples. I look over at him with my mouth still full of cock just in time to see him spurt cum all over the desk, groaning loudly. "Room 1976 if you want to stop by after your shift," you tell him as you zip back up and hold out your arms for me and Emily. He says he just might have to do that. As soon as our room door closes, clothes are flying everywhere and I sprawl out spread eagle on the bed as you settle in the chair beside the bed and Emily tackles my clean shaven slit. She's an expert with her tongue and has me writhing in no time as you begin rubbing your dick and cradling your nuts. Emily reaches into the nightstand(must not be her first time here as she knows where things are located) and pulls out a pair of those cheesy, but sexy furry handcuffs and cuffs my wrists together above my head and clamps them to the headboard. She returns to the task of sucking and licking my pussy while she has her hand between her legs thrusting her fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy. My hips begin to raise higher and higher as I'm about to cum. She motions for you to come over to the bed with us and tells you to cum on her face and my pussy. The sight of you cumming all over us is enough to send Emily over the edge and her moans and screams are muffled by my dripping wet snatch, which vibrates my swollen clit and causes me to climax, squirting all over her tongue. We all collapse to catch our breath. She uncuffs me as we all light a smoke and laugh because the night is just beginning and we've got many more orgasms left before we're done with each other. To be continued... Fantasies Ch. 01 Kenny slowly lifted himself up from Stacy's spent body. He slipped his cock out of her, a long trail of cum dangling from his cock. He managed to get to his feet. His cock still looked big in its relaxed stage. Stacy raised herself up on her elbows. Ken reached down and took her hand pulling her up to a sitting position. Stacy looked over at me, a smile formed on her face. Kenny brought Stacy to her feet and helped her to the bathroom. I heard the shower running so I got up and got some tissue from the nightstand to wipe up my drying cum from the carpet. I managed to get it up before it completely dried. Kenny and Stacy showered for several minutes. I sat in the chair and waited for them to return to the bedroom. Kenny came out behind Stacy. She was still drying herself off. Kenny took the towel and dried her back for her. They got back on the bed and started kissing passionately. Kenny was laying on his back, his huge cock getting hard again. Stacy's hand moved down his chest and across his stomach. Her small hands held his cock near its base. Stacy pulled her lips from Kenny's. She positioned herself lying across his stomach. Stacy guided the bulbous head of Kenny's cock towards her mouth. She licked all around the head and down the long shaft to her hand. She teased the hard shaft with her tongue. I could see Kenny grinning as she worked over his big cock. Stacy didn't look my way; she was focused on sucking Ken till she got him off. She worked the head of his cock between her lips, stretching her mouth. She managed to get the head of his cock all the way in her mouth. I could see her cheeks moving, indicating she was tonguing his cock. She stroked his cock with her hand, pumping as hard and fast as she could. Kenny was tensing almost ready to shoot his load. Stacy pumped his cock furiously till Kenny grabbed the sheets and bucked up off the bed. Stacy's mouth couldn't contain all his cum. She started choking as his load pumped into her throat. She managed to lick the cum running down his hard shaft. Her mouth sucking it all back in. She kissed the head of his cock just as the last few drops of Ken's cum seeped out. Stacy released her grip on Kenny's cock and laid across him. Kenny put his hand on her shoulder and pulled her back alongside him. Stacy's body was limp, totally spent. I got dressed while they relaxed on the bed. I was happy that I'd fulfilled one of Stacy's fantasies but I wasn't sure what the future outcome would be. I felt a little guilty about not discussing it with her beforehand. I hoped I hadn't damaged our marriage. Fantasies Ch. 02 Almost two weeks had passed since Rick had given me an unforgettable twenty-first birthday present. I enjoyed the sex with Kenny even though it was a little bit uncomfortable. I was still pissed at the way he’d gone about it. I’d really wanted just the two of us to spend the evening together. Fulfilling my favorite fantasy and Rick’s should have come at some other time. Maybe I’d start fulfilling the rest of my fantasies without Rick’s help, just to teach him a lesson. I was considering joining one of those health clubs near the office where I worked. I was always in great shape; I just wanted to stay that way. I’d noticed a lot of women in my office were slightly overweight and seemed tired most of the time. I could just picture myself a few years from now falling apart, getting fat and lazy. I did a little research on what the clubs had to offer and their costs. Although they offered a lot of exercise options and routines, it came at a pretty hefty price. Rick and I had just purchased our new home and we still didn’t have it all furnished. Maybe I should consider other ways to stay in shape or maybe just take up jogging. I wasn’t sure. I mentioned the local health clubs to some of the girls at the office. One of the girls, Katy, mentioned her brother had a home exercise system he wanted to sell. He was going through a divorce and the apartment he was moving too didn’t have room for it. A home exercise system wasn’t something I’d even thought of. I asked her if she knew anything about it but she didn’t. Katy did offer to call him and find out the details and the asking price. I thanked her for offering to find out for me. That afternoon, Katy called me over to her cubicle. She had her brother on the phone and asked if I wanted to talk with him about the exercise equipment. I figured it couldn’t hurt. I didn’t really know what to ask him so I just asked him to tell me about it. Well, it was a lot more than I expected. He gave me the brand name and model number and said I could see a picture of it on the manufacturer’s website. He said the price was almost half the cost of a new unit. He gave me his phone number in case I wanted to call him back if I was interested. Katy had pulled up the manufacturer’s website and searched their products. We found the home exercise system her brother had and brought it up on the monitor. It was one of those multi-station systems, which utilized weights instead of rubber bands. It looked like it would take up quite a bit of room. I’d have to keep it out in the garage if I bought it. Katy’s brother was right about the cost of a new unit plus the shipping charges were additional. Katy printed out the picture along with the information so I could take it back to my cubicle. I wanted to think it over a little. The more I looked at the picture and information versus my options, the more interested I became. I decided to phone Katy’s brother and see when I could take a look at it. I managed to get in touch with him later that afternoon. He was going to be gone out of town the rest of the week, returning late Friday evening. We agreed on an appointment for early Saturday afternoon. I told Katy about going to see the home exercise system Saturday afternoon. She hoped I buy it, since her brother really needed the money to pay on all the legal fees. That evening at dinner, I mentioned to Rick about looking at the home exercise system. He seemed alright with the idea but suggested I try to get the guy down more on the price. “If he’s hurting for money.” Rick stated. “He might be willing to come down on the price in order to get his hands on some fast cash.” I’m not much of a bargainer but I’d at least ask the guy if he was willing to come down a little. Our money situation was tight too, so I needed to be thrifty. Saturday morning, I ran several errands, watching my time so I could still make the long drive across town to Katy’s brother. Rick was going to work most of the day at a jobsite but he’d left his truck for me to drive in case I bought the exercise equipment. I decided to wear a midriff top and a pair of white shorts, hoping I could distract him enough to get the guy to come down on his price. The midriff top came well below my breasts but left a lot of bare skin between it and my shorts. The shorts were a little shorter than what I’d usually wear in public. They barely covered the cheeks of my butt. I thought about changing them but time was running a little close. It took me about half an hour to drive across town to the address I was given. I pulled into the driveway, noticing several cars already parked there. I walked the pathway to the front of the house and knocked on the door. Katy’s brother, Tony answered the door. I’d say he was in his early thirties with very dark hair and quite handsome. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt. He opened the door and I introduced myself. He smiled and invited me in. I could hear voices coming from the back of the house, men’s voices. Two men came from the kitchen, down the hallway towards us. One of the guys was quite tall with a slender build. He smiled and Tony introduced him, Chuck was his name. The other man, a muscular black man was standing behind Chuck. Tony introduced him as Jerrod. I shook hands with both of the guys. “Well, I’ve got the exercise system out in the garage.” Tony stated. “It was too big to fit in any of the bedrooms.” Tony walked me past the men towards the kitchen and out into the garage. My first reaction was that it was way too much for just me. It looked so much bigger in person than it did in the picture. I walked all around it, stepping past some cardboard boxes containing the weights that went with it. I was very impressed with the system but I was having second thoughts about buying anything so large. Tony demonstrated the system and handed me a brochure on the machine. He also had several exercise books that went with it. “Wow, it’s a lot bigger than I thought!” I exclaimed. “I’d have to keep it in our garage if I bought it!” Tony had me sit down on the bench and try some of the features the system offered. I really liked how smooth everything worked and how well it was constructed. Tony mentioned it disassembled and set back up fairly easy. I was enjoying it the more I played around on it. I stood up and checked it over again. I decided to see if I could get Tony to come down on his price. Tony was sitting on the bench; I could tell he was checking me out. I walked around then stood right in front of him, striking somewhat of a sexy pose. “Would you be willing to come down on your price if I paid in cash?” I asked him, smiling. “I would if I could but I’d hate myself if I let it go any cheaper.” Tony answered. “Hmmmm……I’d probably better talk it over with my husband and see what he says.” I stated. I hoped he might give me a better price if he thought I was going to leave without buying it. He didn’t act like he was going to budge though. “You wouldn’t consider coming down $100 would you?” I asked him. Tony smiled, looking up at me. “I might come down $200 if you really want this system!” “$200!” I asked, confused. “Why would you come down that much?” Tony didn’t say anything. Grinning, he just put his hand on the back of my leg and brushed up and down. I realized he was expecting me to make up the difference with something other than money. His insinuation came very unexpected. I wasn’t sure what to do next. Tony kept rubbing his hand up and down my leg. I looked towards the closed door to the kitchen. “Well, what’s it going to be?” Tony asked callously. “You want to make up the difference?” “I‘m not sure exactly what you‘re getting at.” I managed to say. Tony got up from the exercise machine. He put his hand on my butt and pulled me close to him. “What I’m getting at………...if you want me to knock off $200, you’ll need to make up the difference with a little action in the bedroom.” Tony stated boldly. He leaned down and kissed me softly but passionately for several minutes. I was out of breath by the time he released my lips. I took a deep breath, remembering his two friends standing in the kitchen. “OK.” I mumbled. “I’m willing.” Tony put his arm at my waist and guided me towards the door to the kitchen. We entered, seeing the two men leaning against the kitchen counter. Chuck and Jerrod were drinking beer and talking sports. “You guys want to help get the exercise machine loaded in her truck?” Tony asked. “Stacy and I need to finalize the deal.” Chuck and Jerrod put their beer down and walked past us to the garage. Tony waited till they were out in the garage before motioning me down a long hallway towards the bedroom. I walked ahead of him feeling his eyes staring at my ass. We walked to the end of the hallway, entering the master bedroom. I noticed a patio door along one wall. Tony walked over and pulled the drape across it, shutting out the light and affording us complete privacy. I put my purse down on the dresser and took out the money to pay for the exercise machine. I could hear the two men disassembling the system in the garage. I handed Tony the money, my hand trembling slightly. Tony took the money, folded it and stuck it in his jeans. He pulled his polo shirt off and tossed it on the dresser next to my purse. I stood there motionless, watching him get undressed. Tony took his jeans off, leaving him in just his briefs. I could see by their bulge, Tony was well endowed. I stared at him for a moment, my eyes fixed on his muscular chest and arms. Tony leaned back against the dresser waiting for me to do something. “Why don’t you slip off your clothes?” He said softly. “I can’t wait to see you stark ass naked.” His words, although harsh, turned me on for some reason. I sat on the bed and slipped my sneakers and socks off. My hands were shaking as I unbuttoned my midriff top. I took it off, tossing it on the floor. I reached around behind me and unzipped the shorts. Tony was smiling, almost grinning. I pushed the shorts down my legs and stepped out of them. I could hear Chuck and Jerrod out in the garage. I wanted to wait until I was sure they’d left before getting in bed with Tony. I wanted to stall but Tony was getting impatient. He walked towards me slowly. “Stacy, don’t stop now.” He said. “Let’s see the rest of it.” “Maybe we should wait till your friends have left.” I muttered, nervously. Tony looked back towards the open bedroom door then walked over and closed it part way. He looked back towards me standing in my panties and bra. I unhooked the bra sliding it down my arms and tossing it with the rest of my clothes. “Turn around.” Tony ordered, grinning. “I want a good look at that hot little ass of yours.” I turned around slowly, facing away from him. My white thong accentuated my ass. I could hear Tony’s breathing getting deeper and more rapid as he approached me. I turned back around to face him. Tony pulled me close to him, kissing me hard and passionately. My breasts were crushed against his muscular chest, his cock pressed tightly against me. Tony was a fantastic kisser; I practically melted in his arms. Tony reached down between us, his hand brushing across the thin material covering my pussy. I gasped at his first intimate touch. Tony’s tongue slipped between my lips, sliding across my tongue. He pressed it hard against my tongue making it respond. I felt my legs quivering as he continued to rub his hand over my pussy. I needed him to fuck me and fuck me hard. Tony stepped back from me, his hands at my waist pulling my panties down. I kicked them off when they dropped to my ankles. Tony’s brushed across my trimmed pubic hair with the back of his hand. My pussy was so wet and so hot, so fucking hot! Tony laid me down across the bed, his lips at my neck, kissing me softly. I felt his strong hands fondling my breasts, his thumbs grazing over my already erect nipples. I relaxed as Tony’s lips made their way down to my breasts. He kissed my breasts, gently sucking on my nipples. My breasts were heaving as I breathed deeper and more rapidly. Tony worked my breasts over, my nipples hurting just a little from his sucking. Tony’s hand slipped down across the mound of my pussy, his middle finger slipping down between the swollen lips. He ran his finger up and down the slit making me moan deeper and deeper. My ass lifted up off the bed, my legs spreading slightly as he worked his finger inside me. I wished it were his cock he was working inside me! I couldn’t stand too much more of his teasing. Tony raised himself to a kneeling position beside my spread legs. He pulled my legs far apart and kissed my clit, nibbling it with his lips. I came almost immediately, my body convulsing. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddd………….Ohhhhhhhhhh” I cried out. Tony kept teasing my clit till I came a second time but not as hard as my first orgasm. My butt rested back down on the coolness of the sheets. Tony got up off the bed and pulled down his briefs, revealing his huge cock. It was long and thick with a mushroom shaped head. I wanted to reach out and pull it to me. Tony lifted my legs to his waist, slipping his hand between them to his hard fucking cock. My pussy was so wet; he had no problem penetrating me. As soon as the head of his cock entered my hot pussy I started to fuck down on it. I couldn’t wait for him to slip it all the way deep inside me. Tony stroked it all the way in, his balls slapping against my ass. I gripped his arms as tight as I could. I bucked against him as he drove his hard rod hard into my wanton pussy. His pelvis slammed between my legs with long hard strokes. I wiggled my ass teasing his cock and my pussy at the same time. I came in a matter of a few minutes, Tony’s cock still pounding into me, not missing a beat. “Arggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh………..Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk” I screamed. Tony fucked me with all his strength, his body slamming hard into me. Tony moaned aloud as he shot his hot, sticky load to the depths of my pussy. I felt his cock pulsate as he shot the rest of his spewing cum. Tony held himself up off me with his strong arms. They were shaking in my hands as I tried to hold him steady. Tony stayed motionless for a few minutes before slowly pulling his spent cock out of my pussy. We were both breathing hard. We fought to regain our normal breathing. I managed to get out from between his arms and make my way to the bathroom. Tony was still kneeling on the bed. I cleaned myself up and straightened my hair a little. I checked myself in the mirror before going back into the bedroom. Tony wasn’t in the bedroom. I assumed he’d gone down the hallway to another bathroom. Chuck and Jerrod were standing in the doorway, grinning. It was senseless to try and cover myself; they’d already seen me naked. I didn’t really care either. I walked over towards my clothes lieing next to the bed. I picked up my panties, they were still wet. “Don’t be in such a hurry, Miss!” Jerrod exclaimed. “We’ve got plenty of time to party.” I froze at his statement. I had fantasized about having sex with two guys, but not three guys! I just stood there holding my panties, not making a move to put them on. Chuck came towards me and pulled them out of my hand, tossing them back on the pile of clothes. Jerrod was quickly stripping his clothes off. I looked at him, noticing Tony coming back down the hallway. He had a beer in his hand, grinning. He looked at Jerrod getting ready to fuck me. “Take it easy with her man!” Tony exclaimed. “She got one tight little pussy!” Jerrod approached me, his massive cock jutting out at me. Just seeing his hard, black cock got my juices flowing again. I climbed back on the bed and spread my legs wide, offering my pussy up to him. Jerrod climbed between my legs, stroking his hard cock slowly up and down. “You really want some of this, Missy?” He quipped, his face smiling. “Yes, fuck me……………fuck me hard!” I begged. Jerrod pushed the swollen head of his hard cock inside my pussy. I grabbed his arms pulling him closer, trying to make him slide his cock all the way inside me. Jerrod pulled back, shaking my arms free. He brought my legs up and spread them wide. I thought he was going to break me apart. Jerrod slowly teased my hot pussy with his long, black shaft. He worked it in slowly, gyrating his hips. I closed my eyes, feeling the pleasure wave over my body. Jerrod fucked his cock deep inside me, his large balls pressing against my ass. He pulled his cock almost all the way out before slowly fucking his shaft back into me. Jerrod ground his pelvis against my pussy, rubbing my clit. His thick cock was stretching my pussy to its limit. I could feel my pussy sucking on his cock as he fucked me hard. I grit my teeth fighting off an orgasm, making it build more. I held off as long as I could. Jerrod was about to come. He fucked me so hard; my body was scooting off the bed. I let my body take over, a massive orgasm consumed me. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH………FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK” I screamed out as I came violently with Jerrod. Jerrod’s body trembled and then collapsed on top of me. My shoulders were hanging over the side of the bed. Jerrod rolled off, stretching out along side me. Chuck lifted me back up on the bed before I slid off onto the floor. It had been one, wild fuck! Tony propped me up, handing me his cold beer. I took a big swallow of it, almost choking. I felt Jerrod’s cum running out of my pussy, onto the sheets. I’d fulfilled another of my fantasies, fucking two guys. I had one more guy to take care of, maybe I should say, take care of me. Chuck was pulling his tight boxers off. I could see his cock was already hard and he wasn’t wasting any time coming towards me. “Wait, wait, give me a break!” I begged. Jerrod rolled off the bed and left the bedroom, going down the hallway. Chuck got on the bed and propped himself up against the headboard of the bed. He held his long, slender cock waving it in my face. I caught my breath then put my mouth over the head of his cock. I teased the head of his cock with my tongue, slowly stroking his slender shaft. I sucked on it easy, sliding down on it as much as I could. Chuck held the back of my head lightly, not forcing me down on him. I pulled my mouth off his hard cock and licked up and down the hard shaft. I slipped my hand down over his balls, massaging them gently. I flicked my tongue all over his cock, teasing him, hoping to make him cum. I wanted Chuck to cum in my mouth so I kept licking near the head of his cock. “Hey Chuck!” Tony exclaimed. “Bet Stacy here could use one of your special treatments!” I looked up at Tony, not knowing what he meant. I released Chuck’s cock as he got up off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Jerrod came back into the bedroom and stood next to Tony. They grinned at each other. I lay there on the bed not knowing what they were grinning about. I was sure it involved me though. Chuck came back out of the bathroom; he’d put on a condom. He had a bottle of baby oil in his hand. My pussy was sore from Tony and Jerrod’s hard fucking. I hoped the lubricant would keep it from getting any sorer. “Stacy, roll over on your tummy.” Chuck ordered, his face serious. I rolled onto my tummy and spread my legs out, lifting myself up off the bed slightly. Chuck got between my legs and shoved a pillow underneath my hips. I looked around to see what Chuck was doing. He took the bottle of baby oil and poured some along his hard, slender cock. Jerrod was standing directly in front of me. He eased my head down to the sheets, then put both his hands on my shoulders. Tony climbed on the bed; I could see him kneeling at my side. I couldn’t see Chuck but I could tell he was between my spread legs. Tony put his large hands on my ass and spread my cheeks apart as much as he could without hurting me. I felt the head of Chucks cock at my ass. Oh God! Chuck was going to fuck me in the ass! Fantasies Ch. 02 We are all sweaty and sticky. The room smells of sex. Emily tells us that she's going to her room real quick to get a few things she thinks we might like. My man and I decide to take the opportunity to rinse off real quick and, once Emily has returned, head to the top floor of the hotel where the all nude pool and hot tub are located. "Damn, babe, you don't know how irresistibly sexy you look with the water cascading off your body," you say as you begin to lather my tits, paying special attention to my super sensitive nipples. They harden immediately and I feel your cock grow from half erect to full blown, rock solid as it's pressing into my belly. "Mmmmm," I murmur as one of your hands trails down my stomach and finds my pussy. I part my legs slightly to give you better access to my still hungry slit. I brace myself with one hand against the wall, using the other to grasp and rub all 8 ½ inches of your beautiful dick. "As much of a turn on it is seeing your body covered in suds, it's time to rinse it off so I can tongue your clit until you cum," you tell me as you reach behind you to grab the showerhead. Once all the soap is gone, you raise my leg and place it on the ledge as you lower yourself trailing kisses all the way. I spread my pussy lips open with my fingers and thrust my pelvis at your face so your mouth is buried in my once again dripping cunt. As I'm humping your face, I look down to see you jacking off. The sight of that added with the sucking and nipping of my clit pushes me to the limit and I begin to shake and convulse. "Ahhhhh...Oh God..Oh fuck..I'm cumming. Don't fucking stop!!," I scream as I grab the back of your head and ram my pussy into you until the waves of orgasm subside. As we're getting out of the shower and half ass dry off, as I'm about to attack your cock with my lips and tongue, there's a knock at the door. Thinking it's Emily returning, I answer the door in all my naked glory. I can't even get out a hello as the night clerk puts his hand around my throat and walks me backward inside, kicking the door shut with his foot. He pushes me up against the wall and begins to kiss me with everything he's got in him. I'm so hot by his bold and aggressive move that I whimper with pleasure. "Well, howdy to you, too," I say as I break away from his full sensuous lips. "Looks like you have one hell of an admirer," you laugh as Kyle(I just saw his name badge) circles his hips, pushing his hard-on against my pussy. "W were just about to go up to the pool and you should definitely join us." I quickly throw on the skimpy, silky robe provided by the hotel, but leave the sash untied, and link arms with my man and our new friend and walk out the door. We spot Emily heading our way as we approach the elevator. She looks gorgeous in the sheer pink baby doll nightie she's wearing and even from 10 feet away I can see she's panty less. "Hmmm, looks like it's going to be pool fun for 4," she winks at Kyle as we step into the elevator. We decide to abstain from any play as to make it more fun and intense once we get to the pool. The 30 seconds or so it took to climb 5 floors might as well have been 30 years to my aching and pulsating pussy. Kyle caresses one ass cheek as you playfully swat the other as we're getting off the elevator. We're not the only ones with the idea of water fucking, as there are about 25 or 30 other people in and around the Olympic sized swimming pool. I'm now very happy I remembered to bring along the video camera for this. I know that the strangers won't mind because every guest had to sign an agreement at check-in stating that recording was allowed and encouraged, but only for private use and was forbidden to be shown online. The voyeur in me takes over and I tell the three of you to go do whatever and whoever while I watch and record for awhile. I look around for the perfect spot to see and video as much of the action as I can while I also get in some "me time". The quick scan of the room led me to the best seat in the house(excluding someone's face, of course). The raised lifeguard chair would be perfect to see and be seen. I throw a leg over each arm of the chair so that my totally shaved, drenched pussy is on display. I turn the camera on and pan it over the entire room, catching everyone in various states of sexual bliss. I zoom in on the perfection of my boyfriend's backside and the couple he chose first. The guy is laying in a lounge chair and the girl is bent over between his legs giving him what appears to be the best blowjob he's ever had judging by his moans and gasps. My boyfriend gets on his knees behind the girl and dives in tongue first into her hot little snatch. She removes the cock from her mouth long enough to throw her head back and scream a "Fuck yeah" or two with a few "Right there's" before shoving the dick back down her throat. I'm zoomed in so close and the mic on this is so sensitive that I can hear the slurping sounds his lips and tongue are making against that neatly trimmed box. I reach down, and bypassing my nipples, go straight to pulling on my lips and running my fingers all over my cunt, wetting my fingers and then going to work on my hard, swollen clit that has completely protruded from it's hood. "Godddddd!!" I moan aloud as I roll and pinch it between my fingers. I look back in time to see my lover squirting cum all over the girl's ass as she's also getting a cumshot to the face. That brings me to climax #1. I pan the camera to see who's going to help me cum next. I see two girls in the deep end. The blonde with the perkiest tits and most perfect nipples I have ever seen is on the edge of the diving board with her feet pulled up close to her body, knees spread wide. The brunette with much heavier breasts from what I can get from the side view is in the water, holding onto the diving board as she's sucking pussy like a pro. "Eat this pussy, slut. Tongue my wet slit until I tell you to stop, my slutty bitch," the blonde orders the other girl. Hearing her demands makes me even hotter and wetter than I ever thought possible. I bring my fingers to my mouth to suck my juices off them before I begin twisting and pulling on my nipples as they stiffen into tight peaks. "Holy fuck that feels so good," I say as I'm startled by a finger shoved in my hole while a mouth surrounds and bites my clit. I was so into what I was watching and what I was doing to myself that I didn't even notice or feel Kyle climbing the ladder where I was sitting. "I told you I'd have you writhing and bucking and cumming for me in no time and I'm a man of my word," he winks at me then lowers his head back to my leaking puss. I point the camera down so that it catches him shoving his tongue deep inside me while his thumb rubs slow circles around my clit. I'm about ready to explode and I tell him so as I rub my cunt all over his face. "Fuck yeah..make me cum..oh God..so close!" I scream as the intensity of my orgasm sends my entire body into spasms and my pussy clenches around his tongue and I squirt girl cum all over his face, almost dropping the camera in the process. "Oh no no no. You're not done just yet," he smirks as he climbs the ladder a little further until his long, thick shaft is positioned at the entrance to my slit. He doesn't even have to guide it in I'm so ready. He fills me completely with one thrust. His cock feels amazing pumping in and out of me. He grabs my hips and tilts me to where he can go harder and deeper. As he's fucking me senseless, my boyfriend climbs the ladder on my right and begins to jack off and suck on my nipple. The guy I videoed earlier getting head climbs up the left side and is also jacking off while rubbing my tit, lightly flicking my nipple with his fingertip. He's kissing my jaw and neck and nibbles on my earlobe about how his fantasy is to cum all over a girls tits. I'm so close to cumming again as are the guys who are fucking and jerking off furiously. I scream out my orgasm at the top of my lungs as my boyfriend unloads his wad on my tts at the same time as a thick rope of cum spurts on my tits from the left, and squirt after squirt of gooey semen hits my stomach and tits from the night clerk. I am covered in cum. The guys start climbing down as I use my fingers to mix all their spunk together and lick it off my fingers and dip into it again and again until it's all cleaned off of me. And every bit was caught on camera for me to cum to time after time in the future! To be continued... Fantasies Ch. 02 “No, I can’t do that!” I cried out. “I’ve never done that!” Chuck wasn’t listening. I tried to clench my ass but it was futile. The head of Chuck’s cock penetrated my asshole. I relaxed, not fighting it. It felt so different having a guy’s cock inside my ass. Chuck slowly fucked his slender cock inside me a little at a time till he had most of it inside me. I stayed relaxed enough for Jerrod to release my shoulders. Chuck fucked his cock into me slow and easy for several minutes till I got used to the feel of him inside me. I clenched my ass a little squeezing his cock firmly. Chuck fucked me harder. I had a strange sensation taking over my body as Chuck’s cock teased my ass. He came hard, his body quivering and forcing himself deep inside me. I relaxed my ass, feeling his cock lose its rigidity. I smiled as the thought of getting my ass fucked dwelled on my mind. I didn’t think I could ever take a guy like that but I did. I laid on the bed for quite awhile before heading for the bathroom. I had dried cum all over me so I stepped into the shower to rinse off. Tony stood in the doorway to the bathroom asking if I was alright. I was fine, just fine! I dried off and got dressed. Chuck and Jerrod had left, leaving me alone with Tony. He kissed me long and softly at the front door before I left. The sun was starting to set; I couldn’t believe how fast time had slipped by. Fantasies Ch. 03 I'm one of those people who don't put much faith in dreams or fantasies but I never felt there was any harm in having them. I've had this fantasy for almost a year. I didn't just come to mind, it was something I'd seen on an x-rated video my husband had. Darren, my husband and I have been married for almost three years. I hadn't dated much at all before I met Darren. I realized I shouldn't have been so eager to get married. We still loved each other but the sex was just not like it was in the beginning. It wasn't dull and boring but it was getting pretty close to bordering on it. Some of my friends in the office where I worked seemed to be falling into the same situation. I often listened to them discussing their sex lives. It even appeared like some could be heading for divorce. Some of the girls had their fantasies. Fantasies were a favorite subject discussed during our hour-long lunch breaks. I kept quiet about mine, knowing some would frown upon it. My fantasy was having wild sex with a black guy, a good-looking black guy. If my husband knew I'd even thought about having sex with anyone else, he'd go nuts. It was just a fantasy, nothing I'd consider fulfilling. It was only happening in my mind and that's as far as it would ever go. I work as a receptionist for a marketing firm. I meet a lot of people everyday. I'm not bragging but quite a few guys have hit on me even though my wedding ring is quite prevalent. I assume most of them are just flirting so I never take it seriously. It's just their way of being friendly. I'm 5'8", slender build with shoulder length blonde hair. I'm always smiling; it's part of my job. Maybe my looks and pleasant smile are why some of the guys come onto me from time to time. Every weekday at 4:30, our express package service guy makes his daily stop to pick up our overnight packages. He's quite a flirt, even though he's usually in a rush. I'm sure he flirts with most of the receptionists on his route. With his great looks and physique, he probably even scores with a few of them. The fact that Kenton's a handsome black male adds to his charisma. For the past week, I'd noticed Kenton had been a little more expletive with his remarks. He also spent more time flirting with me than usual. Although he made me laugh with his blatant remarks, it also made me wonder if he might be trying to actually score with me. It was Friday evening, almost 4:30. Kenton should be coming through the doors at his usual fast gait at any minute. Time for our battle of witty remarks. I saw his truck pull up in front of our building, its brakes squealing like fingernails scraping across a blackboard. Kenton came charging through the doors heading directly towards me. He had his usual smile on his face. "Hey Melissa, what's happening?" Kenton greeted. "Not much. How about you?" I replied, smiling. "Just waiting for the weekend!" Kenton responded. "Chiefs are playing tomorrow afternoon, a Saturday game." "I'm not a big football fan, but I watch it occasionally." I said. "My husband hates the game." "Too bad for him. Anything else he hates?" Kenton asked, grinning. "Well, me at times probably." I replied, smiling Kenton stopped grinning when he heard my callous remark. I shouldn't have said it. It was just something that slipped out. It certainly killed our conversation. He signed for the packages, handing me the receipt. He rushed back out to his truck. I finished up my work, leaving at 5:00. I slept in late the next morning. Darren was working this weekend so I had the whole day to myself. I thought I'd drive out to the mall and get some shopping done. I strolled through the mall walking past most of the stores. I decided to get a cup of coffee and something to eat at the food court. "Hey Melissa" I heard a familiar voice shouting. I looked around to see Kenton standing at one of the soft drink vendors. I waved and smiled at him. He got his soft drink and approached my table. He didn't sit down; he stood across the table from me. "Doing a little shopping I see." Kenton remarked. "Yeah, treating myself to some new clothes." I said. "Bought a new leather skirt for work." "Cool! Bet you'll look hot in it!" Kenton exclaimed, smiling. I blushed at his remark. I had to look away so he wouldn't see me blushing. Blushing was always a little embarrassing for me. "Thought you'd be home getting ready for the Chiefs to play?" I asked. "Not for a couple of hours yet." He replied. "It's a later than normal start. You going to watch the game?" "No, I'll probably be doing laundry or cleaning the house." I answered. "Well, you can always come over to my place and watch if you want." Kenton stated, his voice sounding sincere. "I may just take you up on that offer." I replied. "OK. Let me give you my address." Kenton said. He took a napkin from the table and printed his address on it. He handed it to me. He had a big smile on his face like he actually expected me to come over. I thanked him and told him I might see him later. I watched him walk down one of the corridors of the mall till he was out of sight. I did a little more shopping before leaving the mall. The thought of going over to Kenton's to watch the football game crossed my mind several times. Should I or shouldn't I. Even if I did, I wasn't sure he actually wanted to have sex with me. If he did, would I let him, would I let myself? I couldn't make up my mind what to do. I drove home, still thinking about Kenton's invitation. If he'd given me his address, he must have been sincere and he must have expected me to show up. The house was quiet and empty with Darren at work till late this evening. I didn't want to just sit here in front of the television all by myself. I decided to go over to Kenton's and watch the game or whatever else we decided to do. I took a quick shower, fixed my hair and put on some make-up. I put on a few drops of perfume. I was trying to be seductive although I hadn't even realized it. I picked a red blouse to go along with my red leather skirt. High-heels seemed like over-kill but I decided to wear them anyway. I checked myself in the mirror to see how I looked. I hoped Kenton would like my outfit. I checked Kenton's address. It was in a nice apartment complex on the south side of town. I made the drive in about thirty minutes pulling up in front of the apartment's address. I took a deep breath and grabbed my purse. I walked up the path to Kenton's apartment, hesitantly. I wasn't sure if I should be doing this. I knocked on the door and soon heard footsteps approaching from inside. Kenton opened the door, smiling. He acted like he was expecting me. "Hey, come on in." Kenton greeted me. "The game's just about to start in a few minutes." I smiled as I entered his apartment. I was surprised at how nice it was. I imagined the rent was sky high. Kenton complimented me on my attire. I thanked him for his kind remark. He motioned me into the livingroom and I took a seat on the couch. Kenton asked if I'd like something to drink. I told him a soft drink would be just fine. I'm not a drinker at all. Kenton returned with a coke and a beer for himself. The pregame show was still on so we just chatted about his apartment. He gave me a brief tour including the balcony bedroom, which overlooked the living area. I was impressed to say the least. The game was starting as we sat down in front of the big screen tv. Kenton put out some snacks for us to munch on. He was quite the host; he seemed to have thought of everything. The game was very one-sided. The Chiefs walked all over the other team like they weren't even on the field. Kenton and I laughed at the fumbles and mistakes the Chief's opposition made. We started conversing just to keep ourselves entertained, ignoring the game entirely. Kenton had a big interest in high performance cars, something I also had an interest in. I guess I inherited it from my father. Dad was a hot-rodder from the muscle car era. Kenton liked to photograph cars at local car shows and cruise-ins. He was quite well known amongst the other car enthusiasts. He brought out some of his photo albums so I could see his work. I was really impressed. We sat together on the couch. I noticed how big his hands were as he turned the album pages. Sitting close together on the couch was having its effect on me. I leaned back against the cushions of the couch. Kenton leaned back putting his arm along the back of the couch. I felt his hand drift down to my shoulder. I crossed my legs, becoming a little nervous as he touched me. We looked at each other for a brief moment. Kenton leaned down to kiss me and I let him. My lips responded to his as he kissed me passionately. I put my hand on his arm as he pulled me in closer to him. We kissed for several minutes, breaking occasionally to catch our breaths. I was so turned on by his mouth working on mine. I didn't want him to stop. "We might be more comfortable in the bedroom." Kenton stated. I nodded my head in agreement. Kenton stood up and pulled me to my feet. We walked up the stairs to the balcony bedroom. The drapes were wide open so Kenton walked over and closed them. I stood there as he pulled the blankets down towards the foot of the queen-size bed. I was going to live out my fantasy! Kenton stood by the side of the bed and motioned for me to join him. I slowly approached the bed, standing next to him. Kenton started unbuttoning my blouse. His large fingers having a little difficulty with them. "You can tell me to stop anytime Melissa." Kenton spoke softly. "I'm not going to tell you to stop." I replied. Kenton took my blouse off, tossing it on the floor. He turned me around so my back was to him. I felt his hands sliding the zipper down on my skirt. I didn't move as the skirt felt to my feet. Kenton lifted my legs one at a time till I had stepped out of it. He tossed the skirt on top of my blouse. I started to turn back to face him but his strong hands held me in position. Kenton kissed the back of my neck and shoulders. He unhooked my bra and pulled it down my arms, dropping it at my feet. All I had on were black bikini panties. Kenton put his strong hands around me cupping my firm breasts. His hands squeezed them gently, kneading them. Kenton's thumbs flicked at my nipples. They responded to his teasing, growing erect. My breathing was labored as he continued kissing the back of my neck and ears. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my ass. I wondered just how big it actually was. Kenton's hand brushed across my tummy down towards my panties. His large hand slipped beneath the material and down over my pubic hair. "Your hair's as soft as cotton." Kenton whispered in my ear. I spread my legs letting him slip his hand down farther to the hot slit of my pussy. His finger toyed with my clit, causing me to push back hard against him. I was moaning low in my throat. I looked down between my breasts watching his hand manipulating my pussy. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. "Oh God…….Kenton………fuck me………..fuck me now" I muttered. Kenton withdrew his hand from my panties and pushed them down my legs to my feet. I kicked them off. Kenton turned me around, facing him. He kissed me hard, grinding his soft lips into mine. I put my hand down between us rubbing his hard cock through the material of his boxers. Its size alarmed me. I wasn't sure I could take him inside me. Kenton picked me up and stretched me out crossways on the bed. He spread my legs as he knelt between them. I pulled my legs up slightly as he put his lips to my swollen pussy. Kenton licked my hot slit flicking his tongue on my clit. His tongue bounced all around it till I had an incredible orgasm. My whole body quivered as the extreme wave of pleasure consumed me. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..Goddddddddddddddd" I moaned, gasping for air Kenton held me firmly in his grip till the orgasm faded. My feet slid down till my legs were flat against the sheets. Kenton kissed my pussy, sliding his hard tongue inside me. I could feel it swirling against my inner walls. He was actually tongue fucking me. My ass gyrated against his mouth. Kenton took his mouth from my pussy and began kissing up over my tummy towards my heaving breasts. He took each nipple, holding it gently with his teeth. He pulled on them slightly, teasing them. The stretched then returned to their erect state. Kenton got up off the bed and pushed his tight boxer down is legs. His hard black cock protruded from his muscular body. It was huge, bigger than anything I'd ever imagined. Kenton slid between my legs lifting them to his waist. I was scared that he was going to tear me apart with his fuck shaft. Kenton spread my legs apart, holding them firmly with his strong hands. "Just relax. Don't tense up." Kenton whispered. I closed my eyes, trying to relax. I felt the enormous head of his hard cock slip between the wet lips of my pussy. Kenton pushed gently, working the head inside me. I gasped as my pussy was stretched to its limit. Kenton pushed a little harder, then stopped, letting my pussy adjust to the thickness of his cock. He worked his cock in deeper and deeper till he had most of his cock inside my juicy pussy. I opened my eyes; Kenton was looking down at his cock, covered in my juices. He fucked in and out of me slowly and gently. He knew I couldn't take all of him inside me and he wasn't forcing me to. He fucked in a steady rhythm, gyrating his hips. I was cumming almost immediately. I let my juices flow lubricating Kenton's cock. He slipped deeper inside me. I was afraid he would start fucking me hard but he kept his steady rhythm, not wanting to hurt me. I held onto his arms, pulling him towards me. He pulled his cock all the way out of me and then slowly slipped it back till I felt his balls slapping against my ass. I was amazed my pussy could even accommodate his hard cock. Kenton got me off several times, each time I came more and more, moaning louder and louder till I was screaming. Kenton was fucking me faster and harder. His cock was glistening with my cum. I held onto his arms tighter than ever. Kenton gave me one long, deep plunge. I felt his cock spewing his cum all the way to my inner depths. It felt extremely hot, almost burning inside me. He kept stroking in and out of me till he couldn't keep going anymore. Kenton collapsed on top of me, pinning me to the bed. It took all my strength to roll him off to my side. I could feel our mixed cum running out of my pussy and down onto the sheets. I put my hand between my legs, cupping it over my pussy and hurried towards the bathroom. It took me awhile to get cleaned up. I had cum all down my legs. Kenton came into the bathroom, his face grinning. I was fixing my hair; it was somewhat of a mess. "You alright Melissa?" Kenton asked. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." I replied, smiling. "Just a little worn out. But I'm not complaining." Kenton washed his chest and legs, wiping the perspiration from his face. He soaped up a washcloth and started washing his huge cock. I could see it hardening again. It had only been a few minutes since he'd gotten his load off. Kenton held his black shaft in his hand, drying it off. "I think it's got a mind of its own sometimes!" Kenton exclaimed, looking down at his cock. "Gets that way when it's around beautiful women." Kenton and I walked back to the bedroom. I picked up my panties and slipped them on. Kenton was standing a few feet from me, watching me get dressed. I started to reach down to pick up my bra, my eyes glancing quickly at his fully erect. I left the bra lying on the floor. "What are you going to do about that?" I asked, nodding my head towards his cock. "Oh, I'll handle it somehow." Kenton quipped, giving me an up and down hand motion. "Well, I could probably help you take care of it." I muttered. "Sounds good. Whatcha got in mind?" Kenton asked. "I'd love to suck you off." I stated boldly. Kenton grinned at my reply. He approached me slowly, his huge cock bouncing in front of him. "I've got something else in mind." Kenton said softly. "You ever take it up the ass?" My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open at his remark. There's no way I could take his huge cock up my ass. "Oh, no! No way I'd even consider it!" I exclaimed. "You'd rip me apart!" "Ok, no harm in asking, just thought you might want to give it a try." He said. I put my hand on his rock hard cock, stroking it back and forth. Kenton put his hand on my shoulder pushing down gently. I knelt down in front of him resting back on my ankles. Kenton held his cock with one hand, the back of my head with the other. I put both my hands on his muscular legs while he slowly moved his cock in and out of my mouth. My lips were stretched trying to consume the thickness. Kenton increased his tempo. I was breathing hard through my nose. I couldn't pull my mouth off his cock, his strong hand at the back of my head, holding me in position. Kenton put both hands on my head and fucked my mouth till he shot his hot load down my throat. I started to choke, trying to swallow the sticky matter. I took two gulps and got it down. Kenton pulled his cock out of my mouth, holding it right at my lips. He spewed a second load all over my face. I licked my lips trying to consume as much of it as I could. Kenton's cock started to soften in his large hands. He reached down and helped me to my feet. I hurried to the bathroom and washed Kenton's cum off my face. Some of it had dripped down on my breasts. I washed my breasts then dried myself off. Kenton was standing in the bedroom, almost dressed. He sat on the bed watching me put my clothes back on. Kenton walked me to the door, kissing me softly before he opened it. His arms held me close to his warm body. Kenton had fulfilled my long time fantasy. I'll never forget that memorable day. Fantasies Ch. 04 I’ve made this drive down to Lexington and back every Thursday for the past several months. If it weren’t for the scenery and the flirtatious truck drivers, I’d be bored to death. Although our main office is located in Cincinnati, I have to make the trip once each week to our branch office for a staff meeting. I’m getting used to the drive, usually listening to a few cd’s to help pass the time. I doubt if I’m the only woman traveling I-75, the truckers flirt with. I consider myself attractive even though I am 35. I’m 5’9”, average build with shoulder length dark blonde hair. I’ve still got the same figure I had at 25. Although I doubt if my husband ever notices it. His interests have tended to wane from sex this past year. Maybe it’s me. I might not stir his sexual desires anymore. I try to dress sexy when we’re together but that doesn‘t seem to get me noticed. For work, it’s a different story altogether. I have to look professional, very businesslike. I’ve probably got a small fortune wrapped up in business suits and high-heels. It’s a good thing I make good money with plenty of benefits to help pay for them. I probably get honked at half a dozen times on my weekly trips. My skirts aren’t all that short but once in awhile I do have a tendency to tease by pulling my skirt up to the top of my nylons. From their elevated vantage point, I’m sure the truckers get an eyeful. Maybe my teasing helps break up the their boredom as well. I’ve often fantasized about what it would be like to climb into the sleeper with a trucker and have hot, crazy sex! I’m sure I share the same fantasy with alot of other women. Today’s meeting lasted longer than usual. The branch manager had quite a few charts and graphs he wanted to go over with everyone. I wasn’t impressed, but I don’t have to be. I sit in on the weekly meetings just to make corporate presence known. Just my luck to get tied up in rush hour traffic on the south side of town. I knew it would be late when I got home this evening. I didn’t realize it then, just how late I’d be. I’d been following this trucker with a load of steel for several miles when he slowed down suddenly. I changed lanes to pass him but he swerved over into my lane and then back to the outside lane. I had to apply plenty of pressure to the brake pedal to keep from getting too close to him. I got back behind him just a few yards before spotting a large crate in the passing lane. I realized he’d pulled over to block me so I wouldn’t hit it at 65 miles per hour. Hard telling how much damage it would have done to the car, or me for that matter. I breathed a deep sigh of relief that he’d saved my butt. A few miles up the interstate and after I’d regained my composure, I decided to pass him. As I sped past him, he honked his horn. I sounded my horn in return. I drove on for another twenty minutes, spotting a rest area just ahead. It was still quite a few miles to Cincinnati so I decided to stop and use the restroom and get a soft drink to take along with me for the remainder of the trip. I pulled into the crowded rest area and found a parking space at the far end. I locked my car and headed for the restrooms. As I strolled along the walk, I observed the trucker who’d helped save my butt pulling into the back lot. I happened to notice the driver exiting his truck. He was quite young, maybe in his mid-twenties, maybe a little older. He was wearing a black cowboy hat. His 6’ height and athletic build added to his handsome face. I was impressed with his neat appearance, dark blue jeans and a blue and white striped shirt. I thought to myself, “Hello Cowboy!” After exiting the restroom, I looked around for the vending machine area. I found it located outside, under another shelter next to the main building. I had just enough change to get my preferred soft drink. I put the coins in the machine and pushed the button. I heard the machine whirr but nothing dropped down. The machine had taken my money and left me empty handed. I hit the machine with my fist, out of frustration. I checked to see if I had a dollar bill then noticed the bill changer was out of order. This definitely wasn’t my day! “They’re like one-arm bandits aren’t they?” I heard a pleasant voice exclaim. I looked over, seeing the trucker, the cowboy! He could plainly see the look of frustration on my face. I stuffed my billfold back into my purse. “Yes. It sure seems like it.” I replied. “Even the bill changer isn’t working.” “Be my pleasure if you’d let me buy your drink, Ma’am.” He stated. “Maybe I’ll have better luck!” “I couldn’t possibly let you do that.” I replied. “It’s not that important.” The cowboy put several coins in the soft drink machine and motioned for me to press the button again. I pressed hard on the selection button, holding it down. The machine whirred and two bottles of soda dropped down the chute. “Jackpot!” He exclaimed. “Looks like we’re even with the machines!” I smiled at his remark and thanked him. “That’s twice you’ve come to my rescue.” I quipped. I twisted the bottle cap but it was on too tight. The trucker twisted on his and it released. He handed his soda to me, taking mine. He had to apply alot of pressure to get the cap to twist off. “That’s the third time you’ve come to my aid.” I said smiling.“ “Maybe it’s just your lucky day!” He said, smiling. “By the way. My name’s Dean. He put his hand out to shake mine. I shook his hand, his grip firm but not hard. “I’m Kaitlyn, most people just call me Kate.” I stated. Dean and I held our handshake for several moments before releasing our hands. I noticed an odd reaction when he let go of my hand, sort of an empty feeling. “There’s a bench over by that shady area.” He stated. “Would you care to sit down with me?” I didn’t want to seem unfriendly and say “no”. Actually, I was glad he’d suggested it. We strolled over towards the bench and sat down next to each other. Dean mentioned the large crate incident. I made it a special point to thank him, placing my hand on his lower arm. Dean and I chatted about various things. He mentioned he was from Abilene, Texas although he didn’t get home but once or twice a month. I asked Dean about his family. He was divorced. His ex-wife had remarried and moved with their two sons to Oregon. He hadn’t seen them since they’d moved. I could see Dean was getting depressed thinking about them so I quickly changed the subject. I told him I worked for a food distribution service and traveled down to Lexington every Thursday for a business conference. I also mentioned I lived in Cincinnati with my husband. I don’t know why I was offering him so much information about myself. I’m usually not very talkative with friends, let alone a perfect stranger. Our conversation just seemed to flow. It was getting close to sunset. We sat there finishing our soft drinks, watching the traffic speed by. I think we were both trying to think of something to say but I couldn’t come up with anything interesting to discuss. I should be getting back on the road. I was reluctant to leave for some strange reason. “Well Dean, guess I should be going.” I said. “I’ve really enjoyed talking with you.” We both got up from the bench and shook hands again. Dean walked with me towards my car parked at the far end of the rest area. We strolled casually, neither of us in a hurry. My hand brushed against his. I felt Dean holding my fingers with his. I didn’t make any attempt to pull away. “Bet you’re anxious to get back on the road.” I stated. “Well, I’m going to be stuck here till early morning.” Dean replied. “I’ve already driven the allowed limit of my hours for today.” I didn’t think I’d want to be stuck here for most of the evening with nothing to do. I certainly didn’t relish his situation. We finally made it to my car; time to say our “good-byes”. Dean had my hand in his, holding it gently. I didn’t want him to let go. The two of us stood beside my car for several awkward moments. I started to say something but couldn’t speak the words. I looked around, my eyes scanning back towards the trucks parked along the rear of the rest area. “Would you like me to stay awhile longer?” I asked, my words not much more than a whisper. “Yes.” Dean replied. “Yes, I would like you to stay with me.” Dean and I walked across the grassy area towards his truck. We didn’t say a word to each other. My high-heels sank a little in the soft ground as we made our way. We walked up to the passenger side of the truck. Dean unlocked the door and swung it open. I had to pull my skirt up a little to step up on the running board. Dean put his strong hands at my waist and lifted me up high enough to put my foot on the step just below the floor level of the cab. I grabbed the door and pulled myself into the cab, sitting in the high-back leather seat. Dean closed my door and entered on the driver’s side. I glanced around at all the gauges and knobs on the dashboard. It looked like the cockpit of a large airplane. The foot pedals were extremely larger than the ones in my car as was the steering wheel. There was a laptop computer attached to the console and a cb radio suspended from the ceiling of the truck. Dean pointed out what all the gauges and knobs were for. I looked back into the sleeper compartment of the truck. It was quite spacious. I’d always wondered what they looked like inside. Dean stepped into the sleeper and I followed, leaving my purse in the seat. The ceiling was high enough for Dean to stand up straight, even with his cowboy hat on. Four overhead tinted windows barely allowed the lights in the rest area to shine in. The sleeper had numerous conveniences including a small sink, refrigerator and microwave. There was a small television suspended from the ceiling pointed down towards the large bed. I was very impressed. Dean and I stood there looking at each other. He put his hands at my waist, gently pulling me towards him. He kissed me softly on the lips. We gradually pressed our lips together harder. My hands on his shoulders, pulling myself tightly to his body. I felt Dean’s tongue at my lips, licking them back and forth. I parted them slightly allowing him to force his hard tongue into my mouth. He flicked it over mine, teasing it. I was gasping for air but I didn’t want to take my mouth off Dean’s. I breathed hard through my nose, smelling a slight hint of his aftershave. Dean’s tongue swirled slowly inside my mouth. I felt the heat in my body drastically rising. I knew it was wrong to be in this situation but I didn’t want to stop. We ground our lips together as our passions rose. Our lips finally parted. We both took long, deep breaths. My body was trembling. I leaned back against the vanity, my hands gripping the edge firmly. Dean stepped back into the front of the truck, making sure the doors were locked. He pulled the privacy curtain closed when he stepped back into the sleeper compartment. Dean took his cowboy hat off, placing it on an overhead ledge above my head. I put my arms around him and kissed him hard. Our mouths were chewing on each other’s. We gradually eased our kissing till our lips slowly parted. Dean started unbuttoning his shirt, gradually exposing his muscular chest. I unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off. Dean took it from me, placing it over his shirt hanging on a hook on the wall. He sat down on the bed to take his boots off. I reached for the zipper at the side of my skirt but it was stuck. I pulled hard up and down to free it but it wouldn’t budge. Dean took the zipper in his hands, holding the waistband firmly. He pushed down hard on the zipper and it gave way. The skirt slipped down my legs. Dean still had a hold of it. I put my hand on his shoulder as I stepped out of it. Dean folded it over and placed it on the overhead shelf. I put my hands together in front in front of me. I still had my panties, bra, nylons and high-heels on. I was starting to have second thoughts but I fought them back. I needed this. I hadn’t had sex for a long time. Dean unbuckled his belt and unzipped his tight jeans. I stared at his crotch as he pushed his jeans down. He had on black briefs; a well-defined bulge outlined his cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Dean tossed the jeans on the floor. He reached out for my hand and pulled me over to the bed. Dean sat down on the bed, positioning me standing in front of him. His hands slipped my nylons down, taking them off along with my high-heels. He kissed my tummy tenderly, his teeth nibbling gently. I put my hands on the back of his head pressing it lightly to me. I wasn’t having any second thoughts now. “If you want me to stop.” Dean whispered. “Please say so now before we go any further.” I shook my head “no”. I wasn’t going to stop. I didn’t want Dean to stop either. “Never!” I managed to whisper. “Not ever!” Dean scooted back on the bed and stretched out on his side. I got on the bed and lay alongside him, on my back. Dean’s hand reached underneath me, unhooking my white lacy bra. He took it off and tossed it away. We kissed each other lovingly, our lips barely pressed together. The cool air from the overhead air conditioner wafted across my bare breasts. My nipples hardened immediately. Dean massaged and fondled my firm breasts with his strong hands. I felt my body quivering. Dean pressed closer to me. He kissed my neck all over. I was moaning continuously as he kissed me ever so softly. He kissed down towards my fondled breasts. Dean’s lips kissed all over my breasts, brushing across my hard nipples. He gripped each nipple with his lips and flicked his hot tongue over them. I gripped the upholstered edge of the bed tightly with my left hand. My body arched up off the bed then sank down slowly, grinding my butt hard against the cool sheets. I never dreamed my fantasy could be so hot and passionate. I was holding onto Dean with all my strength. His hand slid down over my tummy and slipped inside my soaked panties. It felt embarrassing, having him know I’d already had a small orgasm. Dean’s hand slipped down farther, his fingers covering my pussy. I spread my legs slightly allowing the width of his hand to access me. I opened my eyes slightly. Dean was looking down at me, his face softly smiling at me. I felt his middle finger lightly rubbing over my sensitive clitoris. My mouth opened a little to catch a breath. Dean penetrated my wet pussy with his finger. My legs spread open wider, my mouth gaped open. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……………Godddddddddddddddddddd” I cried out. Dean worked his finger inside me, swirling it around. I grabbed his wrist to get him to stop. He kept fingering me but much slower. My juices were lubricated his finger. “Take my panties off!” I shrieked. “Fuck me now……………please fuck me now!” Dean slid down on the bed and pulled my panties down. Their wetness left trails along my upper thighs. Dean slipped them off, tossing them to the floor. I spread my legs wide, wanting him to plunge his hard cock deep inside me. “Please!” I begged. “Please now………….damn it!” “No, not yet!” Dean replied, his face displaying a most serious look. Dean held my legs apart, leaned forward and licked up and down the swollen lips of my pussy. My ass was bucking up and down off the sheets. I reached up and pulled a pillow over my face to muffle my screams. Dean’s mouth sucked hard on my clitoris and I literally came apart. I pulled the pillow tight against my face and screamed out. “Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….Grhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” My whole body arched up. My shoulders and feet held me suspended as the most incredible orgasm consumed me. It paralyzed my entire body. I felt like I was on fire, burning inside. Slowly the orgasm subsided and my body started to relax. I felt my feet slipping down the sheets. Dean held my ass in his strong hands, slowly lowering me. I almost passed out. Dean pulled the pillow from my face and tossed it aside. The sound of my hard breathing was almost as loud as the noise coming from the truck’s engine. I rolled over onto my left side looking at Dean. He reached inside the little refrigerator compartment, taking out a cold bottle of water. Dean took a big swallow of the water then handed it to me. My mouth was very dry from all the moaning and screaming. I took several drinks before handing it back to Dean. “You OK?” Dean asked “Yes, never better!” I replied, grinning. Dean was sitting sideways on the side of the bed. I put my hand on his leg, rubbing it slowly, gradually reaching towards his briefs. Dean leaned down and kissed me. Our lips pressed gently against each other’s for several moments. I rubbed my hand over his cock through the cotton material. I felt his heat warming my hand. Dean stood up and pushed his briefs down. His beautiful, long and thick cock sprang straight out from his body. The head of his cock was mushroom-shaped. Dean reached into a cabinet over the vanity and pulled out a condom. He stroked his hard cock then rolled the condom over the long shaft. My breathing was increasing just thinking about Dean fucking me. I spread and lifted my legs to his waist. Dean held his hard cock near the base, guiding it between the swollen folds of my pussy. I felt the head slowly penetrate me, spreading my lips apart. He held still for a brief moment, then pushed in slowly. Dean worked his cock back and forth till he had it all the way inside me. I felt his hard balls against my ass. My juices were flowing, the heat in my body rising again. Dean supported himself above me with his strong arms. I grasped his strong upper arms with my hands. I wrapped my legs around his slender waist, locking my ankles together. Dean fucked me slow and easy. I loved the feel of his rigid fuck shaft stroking in and out. I rocked with him as he increased our tempo. Dean’s cock rubbed against my delicate clitoris as he fucked me harder and faster. My fingers were digging into his arms fighting back the urge to let myself orgasm. I didn’t know how long I could hold back. Dean was slamming his cock into me hard, our bodies making loud smacking sounds. I couldn’t hold off too much longer. I squeezed my legs and ankles hard, pulling Dean into me. My fingers dug into his muscular arms. A phenomenal orgasm washed over me. My whole body shuddered. I gripped Dean so hard I saw his face grimace. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” I moaned! It was awhile before my legs relaxed enough for Dean to begin fucking me again. He pounded his hard cock into me hard and fast for several minutes before he shot his load. I held him tight till he slowly relaxed. He fucked one more long, deep stroke into my pussy, and then froze. He’d gotten another load off in me. Dean’s face was bright red, his eyes shut tight and his teeth gritting hard. I kept my grip on him till his body slowly relaxed. I put my hands on his chest. I could feel his heart racing, the beats almost uncontrolled. Dean partially opened his eyes and looked down at me. A smile slowly formed on his handsome face. I felt his heart gradually slowing down. Dean was breathing so hard I could feel it blowing against my face. Dean leaned down and briefly kissed me. He lowered himself down on top of me then rolled over on his side. I asked him if he was alright. He didn’t say anything, just nodded his head. I put my hand on his muscular chest. His heartbeat was still quite fast. I gently rubbed his arm trying to comfort him. I noticed the deep scratch marks on his arms that I’d made during our shared passion. “Did I scare you?” Dean whispered. “No!” I answered, forcing a smile. “Of course not!” Dean knew I wasn’t telling the truth. I was worried about him. Dean rolled over onto his back. I put my hand on his chest rubbing it lightly, checking his heartbeat. He put his hand over mine, holding it firmly. I could feel my juices dripping down onto the crumpled sheets. I got up from the bed and found a washcloth. I washed myself off. Dean got up from the bed and removed his cum-filled condom. Fantasies Ch. 04 “I need to get dressed.” I stated. “I need to go to the restroom.” “Hang on.” Dean replied. “I’ll go with you.” I put my clothes on except for my nylons. I checked my watch. It was almost 10:00pm. Dean stepped down from the truck ahead of me. He held my waist till my feet were firmly on the pavement. We walked to the restrooms in the main building. Dean held my hand in his. The main building was practically deserted except for a few people. I used the restroom and fixed my hair. It was a mess. I exited the restroom and made my way to the main lobby. Dean was waiting for me. “You’re husband’s going to be worried to death about you.” Dean stated. “Maybe you should call him and let him know you got delayed or something.” “Screw him!” I exclaimed. “He could care less!” Dean got a most surprised look on his face. He asked what I meant by the remark. I didn’t want to go into any details. I just brushed off his question, not answering him. We stepped outside the building enjoying the refreshing, cool night air. “What time do you have to leave in the morning?” I muttered. “I’m here till at least 4:00.” Dean answered. I didn’t want to leave! I wanted to stay with my cowboy! I just needed him to feel the same way. Dean took my hand and led me back to the truck. We climbed up into the sleeper. He had a half dozen prepared sandwiches in his refrigerator. I put two of them in the overhead microwave to heat. Dean hurried back to the vending machine shelter and brought back several soft drinks. We sat on the side of the bed, ate our sandwiches and watched the news on the television. “I think we could both really use some sleep.” I suggested. We put fresh sheets on the bed before stretching out. Dean covered us with a blanket. He put his arms around me, pulling me in close. I drifted off to sleep within a few minutes. I woke up about 2:00am. I had to go to the restroom again. I climbed over Dean trying not to wake him. I slipped on my skirt, blouse and shoes. Dean woke when he heard me push the privacy curtain back. “You’re not leaving are you?” He asked. “No, just going to the restroom.” I answered. “I’ll be right back.” The rest area building was completely deserted. There were just a few cars in the front parking lot but the truck lot was almost full. I made my way back to the truck. Dean opened the door for me and I managed to climb up into the truck unassisted. He looked relieved to see me. “Miss me!” I quipped. Dean didn’t say a word. He grabbed me, pulling me tight against him. He held the back of my head and kissed me hard. I kissed him back, grinding my mouth hard against his. We gradually eased our kissing till we were kissing softly. Dean took his lips off mine but held me close. His strong hands rubbed over my back. “Wow!” I stated. “That was a dumb question wasn’t it?” I unbuttoned my blouse while Dean took my skirt off. I kicked off my shoes and stripped off my panties. Dean pushed his briefs down and kicked them aside. We stretched out on the bed. We kissed hard and passionate, both of us moaning. I slipped my tongue in his mouth and flicked it hard against his. Dean’s hand was rubbing and squeezing my breasts, tweaking my already hard nipples. He kissed down over my breasts, his hand sliding between my legs. My pussy was already wet, my warm juices flowing. Dean licked my pussy, flicking his tongue all over my sensitive clitoris. He spread my legs farther, darting his hard tongue inside my pussy. I gasped as I came hard. I gripped the back of Dean’s head forcing it hard against me until my orgasm waned. “I’ve got to have you now!” I cried. Dean grabbed a condom from the cabinet and quickly put it on. I got to a kneeling position on the bed. I grabbed his arm, pulling him down on the bed. I wrestled with him to get him over on his back. His hard cock stood erect. I held his shaft firmly and slid my mouth down over the large mushroom-shaped head. I put alot of saliva on it. I straddled Dean’s body, facing him. Dean put his hands on my legs, gripping me tightly. I reached down, holding his cock and slowly lowered myself down on it. I felt my hot pussy stretching as it consumed the full length of his thick, rigid shaft. My pussy was burning. I slowly raised and lowered myself down on his cock. I leaned forward putting my hands on Dean’s shoulders, pinning him down. I was lifting myself up with my legs and slamming down hard on his cock. Dean’s hands gripped my ass tightly. I fucked myself on his cock till I couldn’t take it any longer. My legs were giving out. Dean rolled me off him. He got behind me, positioning me face down. His strong arms lifted my ass up. I was on my knees, my face against the pillow. I felt Dean slide his hard cock in my pussy with one long stroke. I tried to raise myself up but Dean pushed down on my shoulders. My hands were stretched out on each side of the pillow. Dean fucked me hard and fast, his hips gyrating wildly. I tightened down on my pussy, trying to grip his magnificent cock. Dean’s powerful hands held my waist tightly. He slammed into me hard and fast. I had an extraordinary orgasm, cumming like never before. Dean worked me over with his cock for several more minutes before expending his load. He squeezed my waist so tight it hurt. I fucked back on his cock till he relaxed his grip and collapsed down on top of me. He lay on top of me for several minutes, his body slowly relaxing. We were both out of breath. Dean raised himself up off me, his cock sliding out of my pussy. I felt my juices flowing out onto the fresh sheets. Neither of us moved for several minutes. Dean finally got up off the bed and took the spent condom off. I heard water running in the sink. I assumed Dean was washing himself off. I was still lieing on my tummy, my head resting to the side on the pillow. Dean got back on the bed and spread my legs a little wider. I started to lift my head off the pillow when I felt the washcloth washing my pussy and ass. Dean washed down both my legs. The softness of the wet washcloth was very soothing. My pussy was tender from all the hard fucking we done since early evening. I didn’t have enough strength to get up off the bed. I looked at my watch. It was 3:00am, still dark outside. Dean turned the sleeper lights off and got back in bed with me. He kissed my shoulders and down my back before pulling the blanket over us. He put his arm around me. I took his hand and pulled it to my breasts. We both dozed off for several hours. It was 6:00am when I woke up. I jostled Dean, startling him out of a deep sleep. “Wake up!” I exclaimed. “Wake up! It’s 6:00am. We’ve both got to get going!” Dean slowly sat up on the side of the bed. I climbed off the bed and took a quick look at myself in the vanity mirror. My hair and make-up were a mess. I pulled the privacy curtain back slowly; making sure no one could see me. I quickly reached for my purse on the truck’s floor. I took out the brush and comb. I had a small make-up kit with me. I washed my face and arms with the water in the small sink. I quickly ran the comb and brush through my hair. I took out my make-up kit and set it on the vanity. Dean was standing up, leaning against the wall of the sleeper with his arms folded across his chest. He was smiling as he watched me getting ready to leave. “Do you really have to go?” Dean asked. “I’ve got just enough time to get home and change clothes.” I replied. “Even then I’ll still be late for work. What about you? Shouldn’t you be on the road?” Dean didn’t answer my question. I turned around to look at him. He was standing there with a huge hard-on. I looked down, staring at his long, beautiful dick. I looked back up at his face. “Well, I guess I could stay a little longer.” I quipped, smiling. “I haven’t had a chance to suck you off yet!” We got back on the bed. Dean stretched out on his back, his head resting on a pillow. I stretched out next to him, leaning across his stomach. I had his hard cock in my hand. “Hope you’re comfy!” I smarted. I slowly lowered my mouth to the head of his magnificent cock, licking all over it. I licked up and down the entire shaft, putting plenty of saliva all over it. I slowly licked up towards the head of his cock, swirling my tongue just underneath it. I felt Dean’s body tense a little. I slipped the head of his cock inside my mouth. I worked my mouth up and down on it slowly while I stroked his cock. Dean tensed more so I pushed his legs apart so I could reach down between his legs to fondle his hard balls. They felt very warm in my hand. I sucked hard on his cock, making little sucking noises to heighten the experience for him. I heard him barely moaning but his tense leg muscles let me know he was enjoying it. I stroked him fast till his cute little ass ground into the sheets. Then I’d ease up and stroke him slowly till he’d relax. I worked his cock, continually sucking on it. I licked his cock all over, getting it real wet. I started stroking his cock faster and harder till I felt him starting to cum. I put my lips tight around the head of his cock. Dean lifted his butt up off the bed. He shot his load all the way to the back of my throat. I held it in my mouth, swallowing it down in two gulps. I stroked his cock, sucking on him till I was sure I’d completely drained his hot balls. Dean’s body went limp on the bed. I laid my head down across his chest. I could still taste Dean’s cum in my mouth. We lay there together for several minutes before slowly getting up. I grabbed my cell phone to make a call. Dean was watching me. I decided to call in to work and let them know I was going to take the day off. I was way too tired to go to work. I didn’t bother calling my husband. Dean and I got dressed. He asked if he could have my panties as a remembrance of our intimate time together. I tossed them to him, suggesting he wash them. Dean walked me to my car. He gave me his business card with his cell phone number on it. He wanted me to stay in contact with him. Maybe we could meet again when he was driving through the area. I gave him mine, asking him to only call me at my work or cell phone number. We phone each other a couple of times a week, sometimes more. Dean always lets me know where he’s at and what he’s hauling. He asks if I’m still married and how things are going at work. I can tell by the tone of his voice, he’s still lonely out there on the road by himself. Maybe some day I’ll try to change his loneliness. Fantasies Ch. 05 Dana’s fantasy wasn’t about an event or occurrence he’d dreamed of happening. His fantasy was about a person, a co-worker, Lori Madsen. They’d been friends since Vince, her now ex-husband, first introduced them. Lori and Vince were engaged for about six months before they tied the knot. Dana had even served as one of the ushers at the wedding. Vince and Lori’s marriage lasted almost three years, even though it was doomed right from the beginning. Vince wasn’t one to really settle down. He always preferred to hang out with the guys rather than stay at home. Vince also had a slight drinking problem, barely escaping having his license suspended once for DUI. Lori was one of those girls you liked the minute you met her. Seeing her soft smile is something Dana looked forward to each day at work. 26-year-old Lori was a couple inches shorter than Dana, probably around 5’7” or so. She had a fantastic figure and legs any model would give a fortune to have. Her near shoulder length, sandy blonde hair and soft blue eyes accented her beautiful face. Dana always found it difficult to talk with her. His eyes keep focusing on her lips. It was a distraction to him, maybe because he just wanted to put his lips on hers. He just couldn’t take his eyes off her lips! At 29, Dana was still in great physical shape, jogging an exercising almost daily. He was 5’9” and a slim 170 pounds. His light brown hair and blue eyes added to his good looks. He was very conscientious about his appearance, opting for dress jeans and shirts instead of workclothes. They regularly ran into each other a couple of times a day, usually out on the production floor at the manufacturing facility where they both worked. Lori worked in one of the production offices. Dana worked out on the floor as a machine operator. For the past year or so, it hadn’t been easy for Lori to smile. She hadn’t been happy with her marriage, yet she didn’t seem any happier since her divorce. Dana could usually get her to smile just by talking with her or paying her a well-deserved compliment. Getting Lori to smile was something he felt duty-bound to accomplish everyday. Just seeing her or even just thinking about her always made him smile. He secretly wished she’d married him instead of Vince. “I could have made her smile constantly; I could have made her happy.” He thought. It was late Friday morning, almost lunchtime. Just a few more hours till the start of the weekend. For Dana, it brought mixed emotions. He was happy, thinking about having time to work on the restoration of the old Victorian house he’d recently purchased on Main Street. He was also a little unhappy, thinking about going two full days without seeing Lori. His unhappiness seemed to be getting the best of him. “Hey there!” Lori shouted as she approached his work area. “Hey there!” Dana replied, with a big smile. “What’s up?” “Not much.” Lori answered. “Just taking some printouts back to the schedulers.” Lori sat down on the elevated stool at Dana’s workbench. He skirt raised several inches above her knees. Dana glanced at her legs but quickly focused on her lips and beautiful blue eyes. “Is that a new outfit?” Dana asked. “Really looks great!” “Nah, it’s just something I don’t wear all often.” Lori responded, smiling at his compliment. “But, thanks for noticing.” “I’ll be glad when this week’s finally over.” Lori added. “I can use a couple of days off!” “Big plans for the weekend?” Dana asked. “Not really. I’m going out with my sister and one of her friends this evening.” Lori replied. “Probably dinner and maybe take in a movie or something.” “What about you?” Lori asked. “Working on the house, I’ll bet!” “Yeah.” Dana answered. “Still alot to do but it’s looking better all the time.” Lori and Dana chatted for a few more minutes before she excused herself to continue on with her errand. Dana took one long, last look at her smiling face before she turned and walked away. He watched her till she was out of view. “Damn it.” Dana thought. “I can’t keep going on like this. This is killing me. I should just work up the courage to ask her out. But, if she says no, it’d probably mean the end of our daily chat sessions.” Dana thought better about asking Lori out. He was afraid she’d reject him and that would end their friendship. At least now, they still talked on a daily basis. Dana just wasn’t ready to take the gamble. It was just too damn risky! Dana headed straight for home when he got off work at the end of his shift. Thoughts of going to the home improvement store for materials, mixed with thoughts and visions of Lori. The visions of Lori and recollections of the day’s brief conversation won out. Dana checked his mail, discarding the junk mail into the wastebasket. He walked through the diningroom towards the kitchen for a cold Coke. Dana glimpsed at the shopping list on the kitchen counter seeing if he needed to add anything to it. The list was already over a full page long. That was long enough, he thought. Dana decided to lay back in his recliner and take a short nap, which was a habit he’d recently developed. It revitalized him and allowed Dana to stay up longer of an evening to work, sometimes till midnight. When Dana woke up it was almost 6:00pm. His short nap had lasted a little longer than usual. Dana grabbed his materials list and headed for the home improvement store. He purchased everything on the list along with a few extra items. Dana always strolled through the tool section to see what new gadgets or tools he could ad to his collection. It was almost 9:00 by the time he returned home and got his truck unloaded. It was too late to start on anything this late in the evening so Dana figured he’d get an early start in the morning. Dana jumped in the shower, thinking of how to spend the rest of the evening. Friday night television sure didn’t have much to offer. Thoughts of Lori crossed his mind. He hoped she was having a good time with her sister and her friend. Dana thought he’d go to Brandywine’s on the west side of town and see what was going on. Brandywine’s was one of the nicer nightclubs in town with a decent sized dance floor. Their sound system was one of the best around. There were usually at least three guys for every girl so Dana didn’t feel like he’d be the only loser there. It was almost 10:30 when Dana entered the nightclub. He found a seat close to the end of the bar. There were definitely more guys than girls at the club this evening. Great for the ladies, tough for the guys! Dana was just there as an observer, he wasn’t about to try his luck with the odds stacked so much against him. Dana ordered a beer and sipped it slowly, watching the people on the dance floor. He was just about ready to order his second beer. “Hey there!” A familiar voice greeted. “Fancy seeing you here!” Dana looked around to see Lori’s smiling face close to his. His heart immediately doubled its normal pace. Dana was more than pleasantly surprised to see her. She was with her sister and another girl about the same age. Dana was wearing a red leather skirt, white blouse trimmed in red and red high-heels. She looked absolutely gorgeous, not to mention sexy as hell! “Well, hello there!” Dana returned her greeting, smiling big as ever. “Thought you were going to the movies?” “Well, we couldn’t decide on anything to see so Karen suggested we hit a couple of the clubs instead.” Lori replied, her smile fading from her face. Dana detected a note of apprehension in her voice, like she wasn’t all that crazy about going nightclubbing with the two girls. His eyes focused on her lips, noting Lori’s lower lip twisting to the side a little. “Well, I’m sure you’ll have fun.” Dana stated. Dana watched as Lori and the other two girls sat down at a table. Before the waitress could take their drink orders, guys were asking them to dance. They were like fresh meat in a tank full of hungry sharks. Dana watched Lori and her friends dance with several of the guys. She appeared to be having a good time; at least she was smiling like it anyway. The more the guys asked Lori to dance, the more it bothered him. Dana finally turned away from the dance floor and just watched the two bartenders, who were quite busy. From where he was sitting he could partially see Lori’s reflection in one of the angled mirrors behind the bar. Dana thought he noticed her glancing his way a couple of times. It was probably just his imagination, he thought, wishful thinking on his part. Dana finished his second beer and headed towards the restroom before leaving. He really didn’t want to leave but the more he watched Lori dancing with the guys, the more it bothered him. Leaving was his only option. Besides, it was getting late and he had a busy workday planned for Saturday. Dana exited the restroom and headed for the door. Lori was just coming out of the ladies room. “Are you leaving already?” Lori asked, speaking just loud enough for him to hear. “Yeah……………guess so.” Dana replied. “Got a busy day tomorrow…………….sorta” Lori had a look of disappointment on her face, far from a smile. She looked towards the exit. “Well…………….would you hang on a second?” Lori muttered. “I’ll be right back.” “Yeah, sure.” Dana replied, a little confused at Lori’s request.” Lori made her way through the crowd back to her table and said something to the two girls. She picked up her purse and walked back towards Dana. “Would you mind some company?” Lori asked, smiling. Dana didn’t answer; he just held the door open for her. Dana pointed towards his pickup sitting across the parking lot. Lori put her hand on his arm, gently grasping it, as they walked towards his truck. It was the first time she’d ever physically touched him. Dana opened the passenger side door for her. She stepped up into the pickup, her leather skirt hiked up considerably. Dana couldn’t help but notice just how beautiful Lori’s legs were. “Would you care to get something to eat?” Dana asked, temporarily forgetting about Lori having eaten earlier with her sister and friend. “I’m not really hungry.” Lori replied. “But I could sure use some coffee! I bet you haven’t eaten, have you?” “No, not really.” Dana answered. “I’m just a little hungry.” Dana pulled out of Brandywine’s parking lot and headed towards a truckstop restaurant on the interstate, just east of town. He glanced frequently over at Lori sitting in the darkened cab of the pickup. She smiled when she caught him looking at her. “I’m glad you were at Brandywine’s tonight.” Lori stated. “I’m not much into drinking, guess you can imagine why.” Dana knew exactly what she was referring to. Vince, Lori’s ex-husband drank enough for several people. Being around alcohol, probably brought back alot of bad memories. Dana ordered some breakfast instead of a sandwich. Lori just wanted coffee. She lit up a cigarette while they waited for Dana’s food to arrive. “Since when did you start smoking?” Dana inquired. “Thought you quit a couple years ago.” “I got back on them while Vince and I were going through the divorce.” Lori replied. “Guess I just stuck with them since.” The waitress brought Dana’s food and more coffee. Lori kept looking out the window at the passing traffic while Dana ate. She appeared to be avoiding him. She smoked one cigarette after another. “You want to tell me what’s the matter?” Dana finally asked. “I’m not taking you home till you do.” Lori looked down at her coffee cup. Her hands were slightly shaking. She started to say something but hesitated. “I don’t know how much longer I can go on!” Lori muttered. “I can’t get over the damn divorce! I feel like it’s mostly my fault. I should have tried harder to make it work.” Lori’s statements made Dana think. “Maybe she still loves that bastard, Vince. She may even regret going through with the divorce.” He had to find out. “You don’t want Vince back do you?” Dana asked. “I don’t think you were ever truly happy.” “Hell no. I don’t want him back.” Lori responded. “I just feel like such a damn failure is all.” “You’re the only one I can talk to about it.” Lori added. “The only one who’s ever really cared about me.” Dana reached across the table, taking Lori’s hand in his. Lori looked down at Dana’s hand. Her eyes watered but she kept back the tears. Dana held her hand till she regained her self-control. “You mind if I bum one of your cigarettes?” Dana asked, smiling. “I could sure use one.” Lori hesitantly handed him a cigarette and her lighter. “Since when did you start smoking?” Lori asked. “I’ve never known you to ever smoke.” “This is my first one in over ten years.” Dana replied. “Right now, I need one!” Dana picked up the check and the two walked towards the cashier. Dana asked for a couple of packs of cigarettes when he paid the check. Dana and Lori left the restaurant and headed back towards town. With Lori with him, Dana didn’t want the night to end. He didn’t feel it was luck that was with him. It was fate and he chose to see where fate would take them. Dana drove down Main Street, slowly approaching his home. He glanced quickly over at Lori. The entrance to his driveway wasn’t far ahead. Dana turned into the driveway, accelerating the pickup to ascend the steep incline. He opened the driver’s door and stepped out, hoping Lori wouldn’t be alarmed. As Dana walked around the front of the pickup, Lori opened her door and stepped down. She walked towards him as he searched his keyring for the house key. They entered the kitchen through the side door. Lori didn’t appear to be alarmed that he’d brought her to his home. “Would you like something to drink?” Dana asked. “A cup of coffee or a soft drink.” “Oh, no thanks.” Lori replied. “I’ve had enough coffee for one evening.” Dana motioned towards the livingroom, following close behind her. Lori looked all around the massive room when Dana turned the lights on. A smile came immediately to her face when she noticed all the restoration work he’d recently completed. “I can’t believe how beautiful this room is!” Lori exclaimed. “It’s fantastic!” “Would you like to see the rest of the house?” Dana asked. “I’ve got most of the upstairs done.” “Yes, I sure would!” Lori answered. The two climbed the double staircase to the second floor. Dana showed her the bedrooms and bathroom he’d finished. Lori was in awe as she thoroughly looked over each room. “I’ve got one last room up here to finish.” Dana stated. “The circular one at the front corner of the house. It’s kind of a combo office/drawing room. Mostly, it‘s a mess!” “Can I see it?” Lori asked. Dana led Lori towards the front of the second floor. He turned on the light switch and the large, circular room lit up. There were curved windows all around the room from one wall to the other. Desks, computers and an old drafting machine filled the room. There was a long table piled with drawings against one wall. Lori entered the room, noticing the drawing displayed on the drafting machine. “What’s this?” She asked. “It’s not this one, is it?” “No.” Dana asked. “It’s something I hope to build someday. I keep making alot of revisions. I’ll probably never get all the drawings done at the rate I’m going.” “I never realized you so involved in architecture!” Lori exclaimed. “Just an interest I’ve always had.” Dana stated. “Guess it kind of goes along with all these restorations projects.” “Seems there’s alot I don’t know about you.” Lori stated. “Anything else I should know?” She asked, smiling coyly. Her question only made him think of one thing but he couldn’t tell her that. That would be pushing fate too far. “I can’t think of anything right off.” Dana said, trying hard to keep from smiling. There was a long, awkward moment, neither of them could think of anything else to say. “Well, it’s getting late.” Lori said. “I should be getting home.” Lori walked out of the room, slowly proceeding down the hallway towards the stairs. Dana hesitated for a brief moment before switching off the lights and exiting the room. Lori was standing at the top step waiting on him. Perhaps fate had played its hand out. The two slowly descended the stairs. When Lori reached the landing, she stopped suddenly. Dana almost walked into her. “If you want me to stay the night, you’d better be saying something.” Lori stated. Dana froze for a second while her bold statement sank in. He put his hands on Lori’s slim waist and pulled her in close to him. They kissed, softly at first, then more passionate till their lips were grinding hard against each other’s. Lori’s arms encircled Dana, holding him tightly. Dana ran his hand over the back of Lori’s blouse. He held her warm body close to his. Their embrace lasted for several minutes as they stood on the landing. Dana led Lori back to the master bedroom. He turned on the light as they entered the room. Lori flipped the switch back off. The moon barely lit the darkened room. She walked past him, putting her purse on the dresser. Dana watched as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She had the blouse pulled from the waistband of the red leather skirt before Dana realized he’d better catch up with her. He quickly undressed, watching Lori remove her skirt and step out of it. She kicked off her high-heels, then walked around to the side of the bed. She was still wearing her matching red bra and panties. Lori pulled the covers back and climbed onto the queen-size bed. Dana got on the bed, stretching out on his side. They held each other tight while their lips met in a tender kiss. Dana nibble at Lori’s lips, tasting her lipstick. Lori’s hand gently held the back of Dana’s head as they kissed. Dana didn’t think of his fantasy, he could only think of making love to Lori. The two kissed passionately. Lori’s tongue slipped between Dana’s lips, licking them hard. Her kisses heightened Dana’s sexual desires even more. Dana hard cock was straining against the cotton material of his tight briefs. He pushed against Lori’s tongue with his till he had his tongue in Lori’s mouth. He darted it in and out between her lips. Lori’s lips closed around his tongue, her breathing became labored. Dana’s hand reached around underneath Lori. She pressed against Dana, arching her back slightly. He unhooked her bra and pulled it from her warm body. Lori’s nipples were already hard. Dana fondled her firm breasts gently, hesitant to be too aggressive. Lori moaned deep when the palm of his hand brushed over her sensitive nipples. Dana had always dreamed of what Lori’s bare breasts and nipples looked like. His mental picture of them didn’t compare to actually seeing them! Dana kissed every inch of Lori’s heaving breasts, gently sucking on her nipples. Lori’s body was writhing, rubbing hard against his. Her arms grasped Dana’s body, crushing her body tightly against his. Their heated bodies melted together. Dana’s hand brushed down Lori’s back to her panties. He rubbed her ass hard, pulling her into him. “Dana, I need you!” She cried out. Dana pushed the back of her panties down till he could squeeze her bare ass. Lori was squirming, almost uncontrollably. Dana pulled the front of her panties down, exposing her dark pubic hair. It was trimmed to a little v-shape. Dana pushed her panties down farther, almost to Lori’s knees. He shoved his hand between her legs, feeling her soaking wet pussy. Lori gasped when his finger found her hot little slit. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” She moaned. Lori’s fingers were digging into Dana’s back and shoulders. Her ass raised up off the bed as Dana teased her pussy with his finger. He pulled away from her, grabbing at her panties. He jerked them down and off, tossing them aside. Lori’s hand reached up for him, pulling Dana down against her. Dana pulled away again, grabbing her legs, spreading them apart. He lifted her legs, keeping Lori on her back. Dana kissed her thighs, working towards her hot, wet pussy. Lori was moaning constantly, begging him to fuck her. Fantasies Ch. 05 “Danaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………..now……………….please” Lori begged. Dana kissed the swollen lips of Lori’s pussy. Her hands grabbed the back of Dana’s head. Dana wrapped his arms around Lori’s legs, holding on tight. His tongue slithered into her pussy. Lori came immediately. “Arrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………..AAHhhhhhhhhhhh” She screamed. Dana worked his tongue up and down her pussy, sucking hard on Lori’s clit. She shrieked, twisting onto her side. Dana rolled her back till she was spread eagle on the bed. He sucked the juices running from her pussy. Lori’s ass bucked up off the bed forcing Dana’s mouth from her pussy. “Dana…………..please………nowwwwwwwwww” Lori begged. Dana couldn’t wait any longer either. His hard cock was straining to get free of the tight briefs. He awkwardly shoved the briefs down and tossed them off the bed. Lori raised her legs up to Dana’s waist. She was breathing hard, taking quick, short gasps. Dana guided the mushroom shaped head of his stiff cock to the juice soaked lips of Lori’s hot little pussy. He pushed forward, gently penetrating Lori. Her eyes widened when she felt Dana’s cock about to bring her the ultimate pleasure she craved. Lori’s long fingers grasped Dana’s arms tight. Dana slowly pushed into Lori, feeling her tight pussy stretching to accommodate his thick cock. Her juices lubricated his cock as he slowly reached her inner depths. “Ohhhhhhhhh…….Godddddddddddddddd…….Yessssssssssss” Lori cried out. Her body shook, feeling Dana’s thick shaft all the way inside her. She tried to wrap her legs around Dana’s waist but he held her legs apart with his strong arms. Dana slowly and methodically fucked her, short strokes and then long strokes. His tempo never changed. Lori was cumming, her orgasm building deep within her wanton body. Dana increased his tempo the more Lori’s body squirmed. He was fucking her hard and fast, taking long deep strokes. Dana’s orgasm racked her nearly spent body. She convulsed, digging her fingernails into Dana’s muscular arms. “Arggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….Grrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” She screamed. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh God” Dana fucked Lori slowly, gyrating his hips to enhance her orgasm. Lori’s eyes blurred as the orgasm took over her body. She pulled herself up off the bed, into Dana’s arms. Dana held her tight till her orgasm waned. His hands clutched her butt, lifting her gently up and down on his rigid fuck pole. Lori’s hands held tight to Dana’s broad shoulders, her body left breathless from the orgasm. Dana fell forward pinning Lori to the bed. He couldn’t hold back much longer. He fucked harder, his balls slapping against Lori’s butt. Dana’s cum exploded into Lori’s pussy, filling her with his thick load. He cringed, his body tense as he tried to continue fucking her. Dana didn’t want to stop fucking Lori but his body finally gave out. He collapsed on top of her. Lori’s arms held him tightly to her, their perspiration pooling between them. Dana used all his strength to lift himself up. He looked down at the perspiration running down his chest, dripping onto Lori’s tummy. The sweat formed a little pool just below her bellybutton. Lori’s eyes were tightly shut. Dana leaned down and kissed her lips tenderly. Lori slowly opened her tear-filled eyes. She smiled up at him, then lifted her lips up to his for another kiss. Dana’s fantasy had only been partially fulfilled. Making love to Lori was just the beginning. “I need a shower.” Dana stated. “Care to join me?” “I don’t think I can move.” Lori replied. “I don’t have enough strength to move my legs.” Dana rolled over on his back, looking up at the ceiling fan. He smiled, thinking he should have turned it on; maybe the breeze would have kept them cooler. Probably not, not even ice water would have cooled them down. Dana looked towards Lori. She was staring up at the ceiling. “You OK?” He asked. “Yes.” She replied. “I am now.” Dana managed to get up and sit on the side of the bed. “Oh God, Dana!” Lori exclaimed. “We better get you to the bathroom. You’re bleeding all over!” Dana looked at his arms closer. He noticed some deep scratch marks and a little blood but nothing to get excited about. Lori pushed him, trying to get him to stand up. “Dana, come on!” Lori exclaimed. “Let’s get to the bathroom!” Dana didn’t argue with her. He stood up and looked back at Lori. She crawled to the side of the bed and stepped down to the floor. She grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the bathroom down the hallway. “Get in the shower.” She ordered. Dana stepped into the shower. Lori got in right behind him. Dana turned on the shower and adjusted the water’s temperature. Lori got the washcloth soaked and gently washed his back. He looked over his shoulder. The washcloth was bloody! Lori’s fingernails had really done a job on him. He’d only felt the pleasure, not the pain. Lori kept apologizing for clawing him so much. Dana finally leaned down and kissed her to get her to stop. “Lori, it’s alright!” Dana exclaimed. “I’m fine! Really, I’m fine!” Dana and Lori continued with their shower, washing each other thoroughly. Dana managed to replace the concerned look on Lori’s face with her familiar smile. The exited the bathroom and proceeded back to the bedroom. Dana flipped on the light switch. The sheets were soaked with blood, sweat and cum. “I’ll get some fresh sheet.” Dana stated. Dana walked down the hallway to the linen closet and brought back some fresh sheets for the bed. Lori had removed the stained sheets and placed them on the floor by the dresser. The two of them spread the fresh sheets out on the bed. “I need something cold to drink………..and a cigarette.” Dana remarked. “How about you?” “That sounds good!” Lori replied. “Do you have something I could cover up with?” Dana took a terrycloth robe from the closet and handed it to Lori. The two of them descended the stairway heading down towards the kitchen. Dana got some lemonade from the refrigerator and poured a glass for Lori and one for himself. Lori took two cigarettes from her purse and lit them. They sat at the kitchen table, not saying anything. “It’s going to be morning soon.” Lori said. “You’re not going to get much sleep.” “I’m used to not getting much sleep.” Dana replied. “What about the work you wanted to do on the house this weekend?” She asked. Dana shrugged his shoulders. Working on the house was the last thing he had on his mind at the moment. He had waited years for this evening, he wasn’t about to let work get in the way of his happiness. Maybe he should say, in the way of their happiness. They finished their lemonade and returned to the bedroom. Dana lay on his back with Lori stretched out beside him. He held her in his arms. Lori’s hand toyed with the light covering of hair on his chest. Neither one seemed very sleepy for some reason. Dana’s mind wondered what lie in their future. The sound of thunder and the crash of lightening close by, woke Dana up. He looked over at Lori lying next to him, but she wasn’t there! He panicked. The thought of her gone frightened him. Why had she left without waking him? Dana sat up on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes. He glanced at the alarm clock. It was almost 9:00am. He picked his briefs up off the floor and slipped them on. The thunder and lightening seemed to be getting much closer and much louder. He stretched his arms, noting the soreness in his back. He remembered how great last night had been with Lori. Dana walked slowly down the double staircase to the first floor. He heard noises in the kitchen. He quickly walked towards the sounds. Lori was at the stove, fixing breakfast! Dana breathed a big sigh of relief. She hadn’t left afterall. Dana walked up behind her and put his arms around her. Lori put her hands over his. She twisted around and the two kissed softly. “I………..I thought maybe you’d left without saying good-bye.” Dana stated. “I would do that.” Lori replied. “I just wanted to let you sleep as long as possible. Wasn’t counting on the storm to waken you.” Dana and Lori sat at the kitchen table and ate breakfast. Dana smiled noting how good Lori looked wearing his old robe. It was way to big for her but that didn’t matter. “I need to be getting back to my sister’s.” Lori said. “She’ll think I’ve run away or something.” Dana didn’t want her to leave but he agreed, her sister was probably concerned about her whereabouts. Dana lit up a cigarette and drank another cup of coffee. He needed to come up with something to keep Lori from leaving. She cleaned up the kitchen and then sat down with him to share a cigarette and a cup of coffee. Dana and Lori walked back up to the bedroom. Dana put on jeans and a work shirt instead of the clothes he’d worn the evening before. He watched Dana tuck her blouse in her red leather skirt and slide the zipper up. The thought of getting her back in bed before she got dressed crossed his mind. It was too late now. Lori grabbed her purse, slipping the strap to her shoulder. Dana drove Lori to her sister’s apartment in silence. He smoked several cigarettes, one after another. He wasn’t thinking about anything but her. He’d completely forgotten what he had planned for work on the house. It wouldn’t have been anything outside. The rain looked like it was going to last all day. “Hey! You need to slow down!” Lori exclaimed. “On the cigarettes, I mean.” Dana looked down at the cigarette he was smoking, deciding to throw it out the window. He pulled into the apartment complex, parking next to Lori’s car. He wasn’t looking forward to being without her. “You still going to put that new flooring down in the diningroom today? Lori asked. “Flooring? Oh yeah, the flooring!” Dana exclaimed. “Guess so.” “Would you like some help?” Lori inquired, smiling. “Yes.“ Dana immediately replied. “I sure would.” “I should stop at the grocery and pick up a few things first.” Lori stated. “Noticed you were low on milk, eggs and a few other things. We’ll need to keep our strength up.” Dana was ecstatic, hearing her remarks. He leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. His fantasy was going to continue. Hopefully, it would never end.