4 comments/ 100984 views/ 4 favorites My Favorite Fantasy By: Charley_Ace WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!! (c) Copyright 2001 All Rights Reserved * * * * * I have had several sexual fantasies over the years, and until recently, my favorite was to be involved in a threesome with two women. I had come close to fulfilling it between marriages, some 15 years ago, but, unfortunately, it didn't happen. After reading an especially moving erotic story on the Internet, I changed my fantasy. My latest fantasy involved swapping with another couple, and included several specific, and erotic, acts associated with me fucking another woman and my wife fucking another man. My name is Ken, and I was 55 at the time that I finally got to live out my fantasy. I'm married to Sherry, who was 43. We could have been described as an above average, but not exceptional, looking couple. We were empty nesters, and I had been hoping to spice up our boring, unimaginative, same-thing-once-a-month, sex lives. I had approached Sherry about my fantasy, and she flatly rejected it. She would in no uncertain terms participate in swapping with another couple. I continued to bring the subject up from time to time, and had always received the same response, "You're a pervert. There's no way that it's ever going to happen, so just forget it!" My argument for the swap was that sex and love are separate entities, and we would only be participating in sex. Our love for each other was strong enough that it wouldn't be affected. My argument fell on deaf ears, it was to no avail. When pressed for her reasons, she stated that she couldn't handle me fucking another woman. She had not mentioned how she felt about fucking another guy, I presumed that she found that part of it to be OK. The thing that puzzled me most about her objection was that we both had been married before and had had several lovers between marriages. She had experienced several other men, and I other women. I refused to give up, and after several months, I finally convinced her to at least let me attempt to find another compatible couple that shared our (my) fantasy. I suggested that we could meet with them and discuss the possibilities. We wouldn't go any further, nor do anything with which she would be uncomfortable. "Go ahead, contact some couples, but I'm still not going through with it," she told me one day. I took her statement as a positive sign. I began running an ad on the Internet and searching other ads for a compatible couple who lived within a reasonable distance from us. We received many responses to my ad, but mostly from single guys. I rewrote the ad and specifically excluded single guys, some responded anyway. The couples that did respond were closer to Sherry's age than mine. I studied all of the responses and picked two that seemed to have possibilities. I began an email correspondence with them. It became clear that one of the couples was into group swinging, and that turned me off. I felt that it would be too risky, from the disease standpoint, to swap with another couple that had had multiple partners on a regular basis. The second couple seemed more to our liking. After several emails, they asked for pictures and offered to send theirs in return. I sent them a picture of the two of us that we had taken last New Years eve. Of course we were fully clothed. They sent us a clothed picture in return. Sherry maintained her non-committal position, but since the pictures didn't turn any of us off, we exchanged phone numbers. I found them to be in the same situation as we were. They needed something to liven up their sex lives and they thought they'd look into the possibility of swapping. We were all potential first timers. They lived about 50 miles away and we scheduled a meeting at a restaurant about half way in between. Sherry and I were both nervous as we drove to meet the new couple. They were seated when we arrived, and we had no trouble recognizing them. I found the wife to be more than attractive and charming. However, the husband was loud and obnoxious, he turned both of us off almost immediately. The meeting was a short one. I continued my search, I made contact with numerous other couples. Based on exchanged pictures (always fully clothed) and some email correspondence, we actually met with about 10 or 12 of them. I had thought that two of the couples would be a good match, but Sherry nixed them all. Finally, about a month after our last meeting, we found and corresponded with another couple, Jeff and Marie, and agreed to meet. Sherry approached the meeting with a negative attitude, as usual. However, after about an hour of pleasant conversation, she began to warm up to Jeff, and it was obvious that Jeff liked Sherry. He was a smooth operator, and seemed to say just the right things at the right times. He complimented her often and seemed sincere about it. He also knew enough not to overdo it. I could tell from the look on Sherry's face that we had a shot at this one, I was right. I was completely taken by Marie. She was no raving beauty, but was a very attractive brown-eyed brunette, and extremely sexy. One look into her big, brown, bedroom eyes and I was hooked. I wanted her and, if I read the signs right, she wanted me. The four of us had a very interesting and stimulating conversation, which didn't include any mention of sex. As we were about to leave, I suggested that we should go back to our respective homes, talk things over and make a decision in a few days. Sherry popped up and said, "Why talk it over. It seems pretty obvious to me that we all get along pretty well. I'm willing to go to the next step, if everyone else is." My mouth dropped wide open, even though I could see that she was enthralled by Jeff, I was surprised at what she had said. 'He must really turn her on,' I thought to myself as I smiled. The three of us readily agreed with Sherry, and we made plans to meet at our house the following Saturday. We also agreed that the meeting would not commit anyone to anything, we would take things as they came. With that, we parted. On the way home, Sherry talked about nothing but the following weeks' meeting. She said nothing specific about Jeff, nor did she mention the actual swap, but it was obvious that she liked Jeff, and I was positive that she was anxious to fuck him. I had become the only one left with doubts. As much as I liked Marie, I was concerned about how I would feel about Jeff fucking Sherry, especially since she so obviously wanted him. Even though I was the one who had been pushing for the swap, I still didn't felt comfortable about it. I had pushed things to that point, and I felt obligated to proceed to completion, even with my reservations. The big day rolled around, and Jeff and Marie arrived at our house right on time. After a few quick, strong drinks, I suggested we play strip poker and let things develop from there, everybody agreed. My lingering doubts disappeared with the drinks and the fact that the more I got to know Jeff, the more I liked him. During the early part of the evening I convinced myself that he was an 'all right' guy. If any guy, other than me, was going to fuck Sherry, I wanted it to be him. I decided that I could handle the fact that he could be the one helping me to fulfill my fantasy and be fucking my wife before the night was out. Before the game began, we agreed that each guy had to lose four times and each gal five times in order to be nude, no matter how many articles of clothing each had on. Once a person was nude, they stayed in the game, but had to do a forfeit for each hand that they lost. The forfeit was to be determined by the winner of the hand and was to last a maximum of 30 seconds. It had to involve the nude loser(s) and could involve anybody else, but could not involve body parts that were still clothed. Let the games begin! It didn't take long for Marie to become the first person to lose all of her clothes. I ogled and drooled openly at her naked body, she was as sexy a 43 year-old as I had ever seen (other than Sherry, of course). At this stage of the game, I had only my briefs, Jeff had his pants and briefs and Sherry had her bra and panties remaining. I won the next hand, and Jeff lost his pants and Sherry her bra. I called the first forfeit on Marie, I had her get out of her chair, turn around to face away from us. She then had to spread her legs and bend over at the waist and show us her gorgeous ass and pussy. What a sight! My already hard cock got even harder and did it's best to burn a hole in my briefs. Jeff won the next hand, and I lost my briefs and Sherry her panties. He had me suck on Marie's left tit and had Sherry French kiss him while he massaged both her tits with his hands. Sherry and Marie both giggled and enjoyed our titty stimulation. Things were warming up in a hurry. Marie won the next hand, and at that point everybody was nude. She had Jeff eat her pussy and me eat Sherry's pussy - not very daring, but stimulating none the less. Sherry won the next hand. She had me eat Marie's pussy while Jeff ate hers - much better. 'Interesting choice on her part,' I thought to myself. Jeff won again, and he had Sherry suck my cock while Marie sucked him - kind of tame, but, hey, I love the way Sherry sucks my cock! I won the next hand, and decided that it was time for one part of my fantasy. My forfeit call was for Marie to suck my cock and for Sherry to suck Jeff's cock. However, in order to fulfill my fantasy, I had Sherry guide my cock into Marie's mouth, and I took hold of Jeff's cock and steered it into Sherry's mouth, and I stroked it lightly while she sucked. I thought about the gay implications of what I was doing with Jeff's cock, but it wasn't his cock that excited me, it was the fact that I was assisting and guiding it into my wife's mouth. It was about demonstrating to Sherry that I approved of her sucking another man's cock and having him cum in her mouth. The thought of what I was doing was exciting, and very erotic. Sherry and I proceeded to suck and stroke until Jeff was so close to cumming that we didn't stop after the 30 seconds. As I felt him getting closer, I increased my stroking speed. Marie also increased her sucking speed on me. I wanted to feel Sherry swallowing another man's cum, so I placed my other hand lightly on her throat. Jeff didn't disappoint, he came spurting into Sherry's mouth, and I felt her throat contractions as she swallowed it all. WOW! It was such a turn on that I spurted my load into Marie's mouth almost simultaneously. She swallowed it all, smiled and licked her chops. I went to Sherry and gave her a passionate French kiss, and I could taste the remnants of Jeff's cum in her mouth. When Jeff saw what I did, he went over and did the same thing to Marie. We tasted each other's cum in our respective wives mouths. It was a super erotic moment for all four of us, one that I'll never forget. The poker game was over, but I still had two more fantasy components to live out. I explained them to Jeff and Marie and they agreed to help me. First, Sherry sucked Jeff's cock until it became hard again. Then, I had Sherry get down on all fours with Jeff kneeling behind her. I took his cock in my hand and positioned it at the entrance to her pussy. I teased them both a bit by rubbing the head along her slit for a few minutes. Then I got it back into fucking position and instructed Jeff to shove it in. He did just that, and began to slowly fuck Sherry. I positioned myself to where I could kiss Sherry and still reach back and play with her clit. I could feel Jeff's cock moving in and out of her as I was massaging her clit. I told him to pick the pace up a little, and shortly after he did so, Sherry had a major orgasm. As she convulsed, she collapsed onto the floor. She soon recovered, repositioned herself and we continued until she had another orgasm, this time as Jeff spewed his cum into her pussy. The last part of my fantasy was for Sherry to guide my cock into Marie's pussy and do the same that I had done to she and Jeff. We did that, and I had the best and most intense orgasm of my life. Marie was obviously turned on by what we were doing as she experienced two major orgasms. It was fantastic! I was ecstatic, and the best part was that Sherry seemed to enjoy it, too. Everybody needed a rest at that point. After another round of drinks I took Marie by the hand and sat her on the edge of the couch. I knelt down in front of her, placed her legs on my shoulders and proceeded to eat her pussy, tasting my own cum mixed with her pussy juices 'Ummm Ummm'. She came loudly and violently in only a few minutes. In the meantime, Jeff followed suit and did the same to Sherry. It took Sherry a little longer to cum, but cum she did. After that we were all spent, and decided to call it an evening, but not before we agreed to get together again the following week at Jeff and Marie's house. Our swap session was a rousing success! After our guests had left, I questioned Sherry on her thoughts. We had taken a giant step forward in our relationship and I wanted to know how she was feeling at that moment. She smiled and said she thoroughly enjoyed herself. She didn't find that Marie was threatening in any way, and she really liked Jeff, even though he wasn't quite as good at eating pussy as me. I smiled at the compliment, and heartily agreed with her assessment of the evening. We hugged each other affectionately before we proceeded to fuck up a storm before we dozed off that night. At the second meeting, each of the girls found out what it was like to take on two guys at once, one cock in the pussy and one in the mouth. Jeff and I switched ends several times, first with Marie, then Sherry. They loved it, and so did we. We saved the one man, two women threesome action for the next meeting. We continue to meet regularly, and we've all agreed that we wouldn't swap with any other couples, keeping the chance of disease to a minimum. Our sex life has greatly improved as a result of our swapping, and we've developed a solid friendship with Jeff and Marie. Sherry had always been opposed to anal sex. I hadn't been very enthused about it myself. However, I couldn't help but wonder if we wouldn't get to the point where she and Marie would want to experience double penetration, one cock in their pussy and one in their ass at the same time. Next time, maybe. Any and all comments are appreciated. My Favorite Fantasy It’s the day before the holiday weekend, our biggest customer has insisted that we man our posts “in case they need something”. I’m still at work, everyone, except John and I have, gone home, even our boss is on vacation. There is nothing to do so I go in and sit on John’s desk, one foot up on his chair, the other dangling. We are chatting and he laughs at something I say and grabs the calf of my leg. He slowly slides his hand up the inside of my thigh. I stop his hand as it reaches my crotch. I laugh and say stop, but he stands up and pushes against my hand and starts rubbing my pussy, through my jeans. I tell him no again but he just whispers, “I know you want it!” He gently pushes me back on his desk and pulls my legs so my butt is at the edge. He reaches down and opens my jeans, tugs at them and pulls them off. I watch him as he slips his thumbs inside my bikini panties and practically rips them off. He sits down in his chair, placing my legs on his shoulders, and dives face first into my fuzzy mound! I knew right then that I had wanted this as much as he did! I can’t believe how incredible it feels already! I am breathing so hard and begging him, "Lick me harder, baby! Lick me harder!" His hands are all over my tank top, squeezing my heaving breasts and my hard nipples. I am squirming all over his desk, gasping for breaths as one of his hands goes down to my soaking pussy. First he slides in one, then two fingers, under his jabbing tongue, while gently brushing my ass so teasingly with his thumb. I am at the brink of orgasm, screaming, “Harder! Harder! Harder!” He raises his head and smiles, "I knew you’d like to get it the way I like to give it!” He dives in even more forcefully, his fist pounding against me while his fingers poked harder and harder. I’m there! I tense up and clamp my thighs on his face as my back arches. I gasp, groan and moan while my entire body tremors and shakes. I start coming back to reality as he lovingly licks the wetness he caused, “You taste so good,” he sighs, his hands working to open his pants. He stands and lets his trousers and his boxer shorts drop to his ankles, “My turn!” I prop myself up, glance down, biting my lower lip, and see his cock pointing at my pussy, “I’ve got another idea,” I push him back slightly and instruct him to sit in his chair. I slip off his desk and slowly drop to my knees, my hand grabbing his cock like it was a lever. “Oh God!” he realizes what’s about to happen. I know how to give a blow-job and I don’t make him wait for his! I glance up into his glassy eyes as my tongue traces the swollen vein along the underside of his shaft. I see that he loves every second of this as I draw more wetness into my mouth and soak the front of his balls with my tongue. He moans my name, over and over and his hands reach my head, fingers running through my hair. I am certain that he can’t handle much of this and ease my lips up, kissing his pole along the way until I reach the mushroom shaped head. I glance up again and see his eyes begging me to take him deep into my mouth. God, I want him too! Forming a tight circle with my lips, I slowly roll my mouth over the tip. He gasps and lets out a groan. I continue down his long hard shaft. God how I love the feel and taste of his cock! I love the sexy odor and the contour of swollen veins and flesh. I love the warning taste of his pre-cum. I probe with my tongue, enjoying the throbbing beat of his pulse and take more and more of him in. Finally taking it all, I felt his pubic hair tickling my lips as I listen to his continuos groans of ecstasy. I pull back to the top and begin a slow up and down movement swirling my tongue around the underside of his cock, my saliva running freely down its length. I know he can't hold back for long and let go for a moment to prolong his release. “Do me now!" He pleaded, “Oh, suck me dry! Please do me now!” I smile and lower my head again. This time I move my lips rapidly over his cock. I work my tongue in quick circular motions as my head bobs and anticipation courses through my body. It doesn’t take long. His hands grab the back of my head and he is fucking my mouth as I take him to the brink. He releases a cry and pumps his hips furiously. His entire body seems to produce the orgasm and he feels his cum traveling up from deep inside, moving quickly and then gushing forth in hard spurts, one after another. I swallow the first few spurts quickly, letting his thick cum flow down my throat. It actually thrills me to know that I’d mastered him. I continue greedily until he was through then smile as he leans back in his chair. I lightly lick his cock and watch him slowly recover. I get up, turn around and lean over the desk, my pussy in his face. He feels my urgent desire and stands up behind me. “I really need to fuck you,” his hands reach up under me and push up my tank top and uncover my bra. His hands squeeze my breasts through my soft bra and his fingers carefully tease my rock hard nipples. I can feel his cock at my wet pussy lips and know I have to have him fuck me! I look back, into his eyes and see a fire burning. He moves closer and I reach back and guide his bulbous head into the inner folds of my wanting pussy. He quickly shoves his cock into me. He leans forward and gently kisses my back and groans something about me being the best piece of ass he’s ever had! He starts hammering back and forth with wild desire. “Take my cock!” he rams harder and harder, “I’ve needed your pussy for so long!” he groans, “Oh, baby!” he drives so hard, my face moving back and forth across the desk, “Oh, baby! What a sexy fuck you are!” Then screams of parts of words blast across his lips while his cock jackhammers me into another orgasm. We are silent for about a minute and then he pulls out, my pussy oozing sticky potion. He pulls up his pants and shorts and leaves me to get dressed. I finish the afternoon at my desk, quivering with aftershocks. He gets a phone call and needs to rush off. I will never look at him the same way. My Favorite Fantasy My wife and I invite a couple over for BBQ, drinks and hot tubbing. Let's call them Jim and Susie. The secret is that I know that they are swingers, and she is Bi, but my wife doesn't know about their lifestyle. The hot tub is ready and waiting while we have dinner and crack open a bottle of wine. After dinner settles, we all get into our suits and head for the hot tub in the back yard. I always have the privacy screens lowered, because the wife and I like to hot tub naked. We all climb in, and the hot water is nice and relaxing. Add into it the wine and blue lights in the tub and in the gazebo, and we are soon well relaxed and sipping wine. Susie asks if she can take her top off, and the wife is relaxed enough to say it's fine with her if Jim doesn't mind. In a flash her top is gone and her 40DD's are floating free. Susie immediately starts in on the wife, encouraging her to take her top off too. The wife looks at me, and of course, I say that I don't mind. So off comes her top, letting her 42DD's out for our viewing pleasure. Jim and I both compliment the ladies on their nice breasts, and they are pleased. It doesn't take long for Susie to start in on us guys, saying that we need to take something off too...and the wife is tipsy enough to encourage us too. So off come our shorts. Ahhh...the freedom of being naked in the hot tub! The hot water has us relaxed and our cocks are bobbing freely, and we notice both ladies noticing us! Now it is our turn to encourage them...I mean after all, we are totally naked and it just isn't fair if they aren't too! Susie stands up, turns her butt to Jim and slowly pulls her bottoms down, bending over so that her butt is in his face, and her face is right in front of my wife's, close enough to kiss her, so she gives her a friendly kiss on the cheek. She flips her bottoms out of the tub and slowly sits back down, so my wife can take hers off. My wife stands and removes hers, and tosses them in my face laughing. As she turns to sit down, she loses balance and falls towards Susie. Susie grabs the first thing to support her, and ends up with both hands full of boobs. They are face to face and Susie leans forward slightly and kisses her on the lips...a tender, light kiss at first, and when my wife doesn't pull away, she parts her lips and a full on passionate kiss ensues. My wife has never had an experience like this, and would normally never even think about it, but the wine and warm water have loosened her inhibitions. The kiss continues and Susie starts playing with her breasts, slowly moving a hand down between her legs. She moves her fingers to my wife's pussy and starts to rub, teasing her. My wife spreads her legs wider to allow her access. Soon my wife is moaning and starts to rub Susie too. The two of them are totally engrossed in each other, and don't even pay any attention to Jim and I. We are enjoying the show, our hard cocks sticking straight up. I have a perfect view of my wife's butt and pussy right in my face, so I lean forward and kiss her butt, murmuring words of encouragement. It doesn't take her long and she is cumming, her first orgasm from another woman. Susie asks to go to the bedroom, and the girls get out of the tub, wrap the towels around them and head off, while I close up the hot tub, and Jim grabs the wine and glasses. By the time we get to the bedroom, my wife is on her back and Susie has her face buried in her nicely trimmed pussy, her butt sticking up. Jim drops his towel and sticks his face into Susie's pussy and starts to eat her dripping pussy. I climb on the bed and place my hard cock in my wife's face and she immediately begins to give me the best head I've ever gotten from her. It doesn't take long for the women to cum again, and Susie moves up and starts to share my cock with the wife. Susie tells my wife that she wants me to fuck her, and that she can have Jim. I am surprised when she just says "Fuck me Jim!" Susie lays down next to my wife, and Jim and I move in on them. Their legs spread, we move into position and slide our cocks in the dripping wet pussies...Oh how nice it feels! Jim and I are so hot and hard from watching them, that we just slam our cocks into them and start fucking them for all we are worth. It doesn't take long and we are all cumming, the girls are nice and loud in their orgasms, and Jim and I aren't much quieter. We all relax a bit, drink some more wine and lightly tease each other until the boys are ready to play again. Jim and I trade places, and the girls get on their hands and knees while we get behind them. We slip into them from behind and start with slow leisurely strokes, while the girls are busy kissing each other. We slowly build speed, thrusting harder and harder into them, soon they are not even kissing anymore, just kneeling there and telling us to fuck them harder. We take our time, varying the speed and depth of our strokes, making them cum over and over, until we can't take it anymore and cum deep inside them. We all fall to the bed spent, catching our breath after the long sex session. My wife says she can't believe what we just did, but she is so glad that we did it. We have all had too much to drink, and I insist the Jim and Susie stay the night, we have enough room in our California King bed, so we cuddle up with the girls in the middle and drift off to sleep. I wake up in the morning to find Susie busy sucking my cock and my wife busy sucking on Jim's. I pull Susie up and we get into a 69 position so I can have some of her sweet pussy that I didn't get the night before. My wife sees us and flips around so Jim can do the same. We continue our sex play until we are all satisfied, and Jim and Susie go home, promising to do this again. And we do! We become even better friends and lovers and spend many a night together, either at their house or ours, always going home the next morning. My Favorite Fantasy You are indeed my favorite fantasy, you are the vision I have when my skin becomes electric and my fires within churn and swell. You make my chest heavy and my mouth water. The way you look when your in your element that occasional glance and grin in my direction. The things I want to do to you, the desires I have. My body is yours, a buried treasure waiting for release. I desire to feel your fingers across my skin, to feel your breath on the back of my neck, to arch my back into your beautiful breasts and to ache for your touch. I have envisioned it many times, for you are my favorite fantasy. I can see the look in your eyes, telling of the desire you have, I can feel your heart quickening, your breath becomes rigid, I can feel your body slowly arch to reach mine, Your beautiful body... So perfect so milky sweet, I want to reach out to you, to take you in my arms and ravish you but no this needs to last, I want to tease,, I want to taunt, I want to play. Just a gentle sweep of my hand across the back of your thigh, the electric current trailing far behind. The lasting effects of desire wait upon the tongues of the hungry. I can see your shadow, I can feel you move, adjust, get just a little closer, The hunt is on, who will be the aggressor who will be the pray. Slowly hands move closer together inch by inch, the desire in the air is so thick you can cut it, soft touches, gently teases, your so sexy sitting there, I want you, I feel you. leaning into your back I adjust ever so slightly till you can feel my breath on the back of your neck, my breasts touching you ever so gently. A gentle wisp of ecstasy escapes your lips; I lick my lips and kiss the back of your neck, instantly heat runs through my body igniting every nerve and Teasing my senses. I kiss harder suck ever so slightly, I can feel your body sink into mine. Your nipples pierce through your thin t-shirt. I reach around to touch your neck, pulling the tip of your ear into my mouth nibbling and breathing. You turn to me, laying me back on the sofa and pull yourself into my mouth with a deep and passionate kiss. My toes curl and I can feel you running through my veins, my tongue tracing the softness of your lips, You bite my lower lip as I try to maintain my composure. I can feel the weight of your body upon my as I pull you closer to me, my hands sliding down your back pulling your heat to me. You kiss me deeper... harder ... our bodies pulling at one another grasping for each movement. My fingernails slide down your back and a deep moan escapes your lips your back arches to me and your knee spreads apart my thighs and finds treasure. You pull at my shirt kissing my neck, I can feel your tongue as you slide it across the crease of my blouse going deeper. The shirt comes off our bodies tangled in a mass of kissing and groping. You stop.... Take my chin in your hand and look deep into my eyes. We pause... breath, and take in the energy of one another. A long passionate kiss, slow, deep and with so much intent. I can feel myself flying I can feel it as you lead me to your haven; your bed. Standing behind me I feel your breath on me your hands slow and precise, you tease dipping a finger into your mouth and then trailing it on my neck. my body moves to your rhythm, My clothes are gone I stand before you. your mouth finds mine and you kiss me then your tongue trais down my neck to my nipples, I can feel you cup my breast, feeling them your tongue darts out and instantly my nipples harden to you. Enticed you take me in your mouth, suckling, squeezing, and teasing. My pussy drips wet feeling your touch of my skin, you lay me down. Removing your clothes you continue down my stomach, kissing my navel, teasing my inner thighs. I move your head to my inner sanctum. Your breath hot on and I shudder surges through my spine, my clit in your mouth. Sucking, Im moaning, I can feel myself move to you, your hands on my breasts licking and sucking until I shudder in passion. My thighs squeeze but you do not let up. You continue pleasing me teaching me what a real woman can do, you do not stop until I cum for you again and again! I love the way I taste in your mouth! You are on top of me, my legs spread wide for you, your fingers dipping into the nectar of my pussy. I am tight it has been so long since I was pleased that the first moment your fingers pass inside me I want to explode. You are slow and easy, taking a moment to let me breath your rhythm picks up... you start to fuck me, your fingers sticky wet sliding inside deep inside. I can feel as you hit my g-spot and I grab your back and pull my body to yours; my nails digging into your back. The ecstasy I feel for you is overwhelming Im cumming again this time your hand is moist with my juice. Kissing me passionately I take the moment to please you, I have waited for this moment for what seems like forever, so much passion, I want to taste you, I want to feel your silk on my fingers I want to watch you cum. Scream my name. Your breasts are so perfect round and supple, your nipples dark brown nubs that tease my lips as I take them in my mouth. I suck and please, your body responds to my touch. My hands slide over your smooth skin and I feel the curves of your stomach, the breath on my neck. I trail down your body, kissing and touching, your desire is mounting, I can smell it, so sweet so luscious. Kissing your thighs I feel your hands on my head and you glide my tongue to your sweet lips. Parting you I take in the glistening beauty before me, taking a moment to breath hot air unto your clit, you buck in pleasure and my tongue touches your magic button. Instant moans and thrusts, I taste you I lick you I suck you. You are so sweet, I cant stop till you cum for me. You explode in my mouth, I feel you drip down my chin but I cannot stop. You are so addictive you are so sweet I want to make you cum again and again. I please you till you beg me to stop, Saying you cant take anymore. And I move up to on top of you. Your kiss so long, so sweet so passionate. I want you more, I want to feel myself inside you. We lay for hours, kissing and touching eventually we falling asleep in one another's arms, the smell of sex surrounds us, our bodies hot and sticky from pleasure. So now can you see why you're my favorite fantasy? My Favorite Fantasy I am so tired. It is an effort to walk along the hospital hallway and I curse the distance from my unit to the parking garage. Each step is torture, but I put my head down and doggedly continue, each step taking me closer to my car and escape from the day...I want this day to fall from around me and I want to feel clean again. All the way home, I think of you. I wonder what you are doing now. What you had for dinner. Who sat around the dinner table with you, making you smile and laugh. I wish fervently that it had been me; a nice, clean fragrant me, laughing and joking with you and watching your dimples appear and seeing the way your eyes delve into mine. I allow myself to indulge in a little fantasy that pleases me. It has been recurring since the day I gave you my spare keys to the apartment. I will come home and find you asleep on our bed, under our quilt. I imagine it often, the surprise and happiness of finding you there, waiting for me. It will probably never happen, though. I can't imagine you actually coming to my home, using the keys I so lovingly gave you, being there for me. It is just a fantasy that sustains me on days like these. Finally, I turn into my apartment driveway. The security gate, as often happens for me, is up, even though it is nearly 8pm. I smile and thank my Guardian Angel for having it open for me, relieving me of the need to stop and work the magic pass system. As I drive to my building, I thank my Angel again. There, right there, right at the entrance, is a beautiful parking space, just steps from the front door. I fall out of the car and again wish I didn't have to walk one more step. But I can see my windows and my feet actually speed up; I am nearly home! I stop myself from looking around for your car. It is just a fantasy and one I should forget. I stop for the mail, clunk down the stairs in my heavy sneakers, open the heavy green door. I am finally home! It is getting dark outside and I know my apartment will be cool and dusky too. I like coming home to the nice welcoming cocoon, the little night lights giving off enough light to help me through the submersion into my safe place. I enter, immediately locking the door behind me. I drop my keys on the shelf by the door and sigh loudly. Without turning on any lights, I drop into the chair in front of the computer....just to see if you are online or if you sent email today. I click on the music icon and an old love song fills the air. I check my email....nothing. You aren't signed on, so there is no chance of hearing a little brrriiiinnnnngggg from you. Next, I check Facebook and Lexulous to see if you have played. Ah, yes, you did. The little pop-up says you played two hours ago....so, I missed you! I click on our games, one by one, and smile as I see your words. You are so good, so intelligent. It is a challenge to keep up with you and I have the re-occurring concern that you will grow bored with me. I play my words quickly, giggling as I imagine your face when you see that I played 'dirty' scrabble in one game. Now, I slowly get up and walk to the bedroom. The nice, dark bedroom- made even darker by the blue curtains you helped me hang. I walk in the dark, the little nightlight in the corner sending a soft glow against the far wall. As I enter, I can smell you. That is a curse, thinking of you and knowing you so well, that I can conjure up your singular scent at will. I collapse on the side of the bed, facing the closet, and reach down to untie my shoes. That is my only concession to civility. Once untied, I just kick them off. I use my heel-on-toe to remove my socks. I am exhausted. I sit in the darkened room and inhale you, wishing you were really here, not just my over-active imagination playing cruel tricks on my weary mind. I stand and open the closet door. There is a comfort to knowing your home so well that you never need lights to guide you. I pull my shirt over my head and drop it into the laundry basket. I jerk the tie on my pants and they fall to the floor, quickly added to the basket. I consider my work bra and decide everything needs to be de-contaminated and drop it in the corner also. I stand there in my panties, remembering my morning shower and picking the yellow panties because I have shared them with you so many times. As I reach for the waistband and slip the panties off, I hear a movement. I stand very still, listening. I hear the rustle of fabric on fabric and I grow colder than i ever thought possible. I am frozen to the spot just inside the closet, trying to develop a plan of sorts, an escape. As my mind veers crazily, making an inventory of the closet supplies, wondering how best to protect myself, my head fills with your scent, your special smell that makes me weak and soft inside. I feel one very soft finger moving slowly on my neck, from my hairline to my waist, I feel that finger caressing me. It is suddenly all clear to me and my body shifts into a totally different mode. I shiver, not from fear now, but with desire and longing. Then, I feel lips on my neck. Familiar lips, framed by a slightly scratchy beard. My body knows, even as my mind can't quite accept, that you are here. You are standing behind my naked body, pressing lightly into me as you slide your mouth along that very sensitive skin below my hairline. Your hands touch my shoulders and you slowly turn me toward you, your lips seeking that special place that you marked as yours. I let myself sink into the sensations that I have been craving for so long. Your body against mine, clothes on naked skin, cool against the heat you generate in me. Your fingers continue to grip my upper arms as you hold me captive, as if I would be any other place! Finally, your finger touches beneath my chin and you raise my face to yours. In the soft darkness, I can see your eyes burning into me just before mine close in anticipation. Then you surprise me again. You turn your face sideways and fit your lips onto the bridge of my nose. I can feel you smile as you remind me without words of what I told you years ago. If your lips fit there, I am truly yours. I belong to you. My body knows that as I begin to melt inside, as I begin to eagerly press into you, my arms wrapping around your waist, your chest, your shoulders. It is oddly erotic, being totally naked and open to you while you remain completely clothed and hidden. You dance me over to the bed, kissing me and making me senseless with need and desire. We sit side by side, learning each other again, finding our way together, sinking slowly down onto the quilt. Too abruptly, with a kiss on my forehead, you stand up. I am bereft. I feel the loss of your warmth and security, your love. I hear you in the bathroom, lighting the candle, starting the shower. Then you are back. You take my hand and I follow like the duckling I am with you. You pull back the curtain and help me into the cascading warmth. It is still dark, the room lit by a tiny candle and another nightlight. I can see you now, though, see your sweet, loving face, see the kindness and concern in your eyes. You stand outside the shower, lathering your hands and preparing to shampoo my hair. I turn and allow the sensations to flow through me. Your fingers, the fingers I watch every time we are together, slip and slide through the lather, massaging and relaxing me. You move me under the warm spray and rinse all the bubbles from my head, turning me like your rag doll, as I totally surrender to you. Now, I feel your slippery fingers along my body, cleansing the day from my skin, marking your favorite places. You circle my right breast and I feel my nipple harden on your palm. You caress my left breast and I feel the love in that touch. Your hands seem everywhere at once, touching and caressing. I can feel myself melt for you, as I always do, wanting you more than I can express. Sometimes, when the words come to my befuddled mind, I worry that they will seem trite, practiced. but, Sir, they are not. They are true depictions of my feelings and desires. I can't think as your fingers and hands move between my legs, lathering and playing with my aching pussy. Your fingers boldly enter me and massage that tiny tyrant that rules everything. I can feel the wetness as you circle my tiny cock, your fingers so damn sure and skilled. I feel my legs weakening. As much as I love this, I want to be beside you, feel your naked skin against mine, full-length, our legs and arms entwined, searching for the summit. You turn me slowly, rinsing the vanilla bubbles from my skin, kissing shoulders and chest and arms and fingers. My mouth longs to kiss you, to feel your lips and tongue, but you carefully avoid that, making me wait, making me crazy with desire. You turn off the warm shower and open the curtain fully. You hold the towel to me and begin drying my skin carefully. I am nearly moaning aloud, wanting you. But you are clever and stay just out of my reach, drying me and kissing me and inciting me with lust. We walk together back to the bedroom. You have turned down the sheets and we sit on the side of the bed, again, my naked skin against your fully-clothed body. Then, you stand before me, lit by the tiny nightlight, and begin to unbutton your shirt, very slowly. My eyes devour you, willing you to hurry, willing you to move closer so I can feel the flesh I know so well, but you have your plan and I must wait. Slowly you disrobe, first your shirt, then your belt, then your pants, draping each item on the chair and smiling at me as I moan aloud. Finally, you stand before me, with just white shorts covering your furry body, the body I love so much. I can see "my" cock straining against the opening, peeking out shyly, teasing me. I stand, move closer to you, finally feeling your firm, softly-matted chest against mine. My arms circle you in so many places, pulling you closer to me, pressing you against my overheated body. I want to kiss you and I lift my face to you. You look into my eyes and make me wait until it is unbearable before lowering your mouth to mine, fitting it against me in such perfection. Your tongue darts out and licks me gently and I feel my entire body respond to you. Goose bumps cover my arms, back and chest as I struggle to get even closer to you. You move me back to the side of the bed and gently push me down. We lie side by side, total contact from lips to toes. Ah, this is what I crave. The way our ins-and-outs fit together until we are one puzzle piece. We kiss and caress and whisper our loving thoughts, never losing the bonding I crave. Kissing you, touching you, being touched by you is fantastic. As you skillfully find all those places that make me squeal with delight, I sink into the whirl of eroticism. As my excitement builds beyond my control, I lose all conscious thought and the joy you give me becomes one long sigh of happiness. You touch me well and often and take me away from myself. The one thing I do know is that you are always there, right there, so when I return to my senses, I feel safe and protected, wrapped in your love. Now, as I lie limply, sure there is no further pleasure I can obtain, you move slowly down my body, your mouth seeking my center. I love this. I reach between my legs and hold myself open for you and feel your mouth on my opening, your tongue seeking all those sensitive spots inside me. I can feel myself starting and jumping and hear myself moaning. I want you so much! I can feel another orgasm rising in me, feel the tension building until I want to scream. You know the places to touch. You know the way to touch. You know me. You know me! Is there anything better than that? The redness fills my head, the feelings become my center and I am lost. When I can breathe again, I know one thing. I want you inside me. Now! It has been so long since I felt your heat and hardness deep inside me. I pull on your arms to tell you what I want. I want you. I want you plunging inside me for as long as possible. You slide up my body and I open myself for you, spreading my legs and holding myself open so you can slide into your home. With every thrust, you touch my deepest place. You more than touch it, you caress it with the tip of your hard cock, and you make me sore in a way that is unbelievably delightful. It is a pleasurable soreness, one I always appreciate the next day. When sitting or climbing stairs, I still feel the tenderness created by your loving and I am filled with intimate memories. I know you are getting close, I can hear your breathing increasing, I can feel your hands on me tightening. This, too, is a joy. To feel the heat pour from you into me, to feel full of you. It is another inexplicable feeling, one that is most intimate. After you come into me, you collapse on me and I hold you close, listen to your breathing calm, feel your heartbeat return to normal. I kiss your head, your face, your hands, any place I can touch. This is something I give to you, the sheltering and protecting, keeping you safe until you come back to me. All too soon, you move beside me and pull me close. My head is on your shoulder, our legs are entwined automatically and comfortably and we sleep. The ultimate intimacy. Coming home. My Favorite Fantasy I wake in the middle of the night, only the light of the streetlamps is filtering through my blinds. I stretch, feeling a familiar ache deep inside me, as I recall the dream I had just been having. I lay there for a moment, closing my eyes, but I am no longer sleepy. I give in and roll to the edge of my bed. I am naked, as always, when I open the bottom drawer of my nightstand. I remove my two favorite toys, my purple rubber dildo and my 7 speed bullet. These two toys have returned on their investment one hundred fold, time and time again. I reach down between the bed and my nightstand, my fingers locating a tall bottle of lube in the darkness. I get out of bed and find my way through the dark to my door. I leave my bedroom and sit down at my computer desk. The soft glow of my computer screen lands on my toys and lube as I place them on my desk. I quickly pull up my favorite dirty video and play it. I spread my legs wide, propping my feet in familiar places on my desk and slowly began to rub my already wet folds. I do this for a few minutes, watching a curvy woman being pumped from behind by big cock. My pussy is aching as my mind wanders from my video and begins a favorite scenario in my mind. I imagine I am mingling at a party, dressed in a sexy black skirt and hot pink tank that shows off plenty of my ample cleavage. There is a balcony and I move outside to grab a smoke. There is a chill in the air, making my nipples harden and protrude through my thin lace bra and tank. I set aside the drink I am carrying and light my cigarette with shivering fingers. I take a few drags, my eyes roving over the impressive view of this upscale downtown location. As I am about to toss my cigarette over the edge I sense someone standing behind me. Before I can turn, I feel to two big, strong hands circle my waist and slide underneath my thin top. The hands are warm, sending shivers through me. I lean back against this stranger's body, warming my own against his hard muscled chest. As I feel his large erection pressing against the small of my back, he whispers into my ear. "I want you," His deep voice sending shivers through me. I slowly take one last drag from my cigarette and flick it over the edge. My hands are freezing as I slide them down his large forearms and settle them over his hands that have crept higher beneath my shirt. "Then take me," I almost demand, feeling my juices began to flow between my legs. ***** As I imagine him slide his hands even higher, I lean back in my computer chair, using one hand to rub my clit, the other to massage my breasts. I can feel my wetness dampening my chair as I continue my fantasy, pinching my nipples and sliding my fingers deep inside my wet pussy. ***** My drink is forgotten as his lips find my neck, kissing and biting at the soft flesh beneath my ear. I gasp as his hands travel over my body, pinching and teasing. He lingers on my breasts, pinching and pulling on my nipples through my thin bra. I raise my hands up and around the back of his neck as his hands work my breasts. I whimper as he slides his hands back down. He grabs the edge of my tank and roughly pulls it up and over my head, exposing my thin, see-through lacy bra. I let him slip my tank over my hands and drop it on the balcony floor. He then places his hands on my wrists and slides them down my arms, over my armpits and down my sides. I shiver as a wave of pleasure courses through my body at his touch. I keep my arms raised as he slides his hands down to the edge of my skirt. I am wet with anticipation as he pulls my skirt up, bunching it at my waist, exposing my lacy thong. His hands slide back around to my generous backside, squeezing my creamy flesh. I moan, pushing my ass back towards him, eager for him to take me. He slides his hands back up to my waists and slowly pushes me closer to the rail. He then reaches up and pulls my hands down to the rail, bending me forward. "Don't let go," He commands, sending another wave of pleasure through my body, dampening my lacy thong further. I shiver as he steps back and I hear him unbuckling his belt, then his zipper and finally the sound of his pants falling to the floor beside my tank. I nearly jump as his hot hands slide back onto my flesh, massaging my ample backside. He slides one hand up my back and into my hair, grasping a handful; he jerks my head back a little. I feel a flood of wetness soak my thighs as the slight pain trickles through my scalp. His other hand slides down from my backside and rubs the backs of my thighs. Then he uses his knee to roughly part my legs, causing me to stumble a little in my high heels as he parts them wide. His hand moves from the backs of my thighs to slide in between my legs to rub their insides. I moan as his hand moves upward and rubs my wet lips through my thong. I feel my legs start to shake as he moves my thong aside with his fingers and slides two of them into my slippery depths. He works his fingers in and out of my pussy until I am panting from pleasure. Then he slides them out and works my wetness into my clit, bringing forth loud moans of pleasure from my lips. I can feel my orgasm rising as he works his fingers a little faster, my hips grinding onto his hand. He suddenly jerks my hair a little harder and puts more pressure on my clit, causing me to cry out as I am flooded with my orgasm. He leans forward and lightly flicks my ear with his tongue as my body bucks against him. I can feel his cock pressing into my backside through his boxer briefs as he begins licking and kissing down my shoulders and back. I am gasping as he holds my head back still, pain tingling in my scalp, my juices running down my thighs as he removes his hand from my clit. He quickly removes his thick cock from his boxers and kicking my legs a little farther apart, aligns himself with my dripping pussy. ***** As I imagine his huge cock sliding into me, I quickly grab my thick purple dildo from my desk. I drop my legs down to the sides of my chair and raise myself up. I squeeze a small amount of lube onto my fingers and smear it onto my dildo. As I place it under me and began to lower myself, I shiver as it stretches my pussy and fills it perfectly. I sit down on it to the hilt and slowly began to rock my hips back and forth on my chair. As I close my eyes to return to my fantasy, I switch on my bullet and slide it between my slick folds. I lean back and began rubbing my bullet on my clit as I rock on my dildo. ***** I cry out in pleasure as he quickly slams his thick length into me. His thick cock stretches the muscles of my slick hole, sending a shot of intense pleasure through me. He grunts loudly in satisfaction, holding himself deep inside me for a few moments. I am breathing hard, my gaze fixed on the twinkling city around me. His grip on my hip and hair tightens, bringing a moan of pleasure form my lips, as I know he is about to fuck me. He slides his length out slowly, then slams back into me, a loud slap of flesh on flesh. I cry out in pleasure again, pushing back onto him, begging him for more. He leans his body over me, his breath hot on my neck, his hand sliding up to fondle my lace covered nipple. "Do you want it?" He asks in his deep, sexy voice, so very close to my ear, his breath raising goose bumps all over my body. As he speaks, he grinds his cock into me a little farther. "Yes!" I almost scream to the city laid out before me. I cannot see his face, but I sense the cocky, satisfied grin that spreads across his features. He releases my hair, which brings a slight frown from me that quickly disappears when he uses both hands to firmly grip my hips. I am shivering in anticipation as he slowly begins to slide his thick length in and out of my well lubricated cunt. I cannot hold back my moans of pleasure as I feel his pace begin to quicken. "Fuck me!" I cry out, no longer aware of the city, the balcony, or the party happening around me. He slams his thick cock into me over and over, each time bringing me closer to my ultimate pleasure. I suddenly feel my orgasm begin to boil over inside me. My knuckles are white on the cold steel rail, my head thrown back with wide open eyes turned to the sky above. I cry out over and over, my sweet juices spilling over his thick cock still slamming into me. I hear his breathing quicken sharply as the muscles of my pussy contract on his thick cock. His grunts of pleasure build as he slams into me even harder than before, bouncing my breasts almost painfully, though they are still contained within my lacy bra. His fingers dig into my hips, jerking them back onto his cock at the same time he is trusting deep into me. My arms and legs are like jelly, I cannot hold myself up much longer as my climax slowly subsides. I am still moaning each time his thrusts land deep inside me, certain I have never felt such intense pleasure before. I feel his body stiffen against me, readying to empty his load inside me. Suddenly, his arms slide around me and slide up to grip my shoulders, pulling me up against his bent frame. I feel his hot cum spurt into me as he growls into my neck, beads of sweat from his brow falling onto the balcony floor below us. I slide my arms up and around the back of his neck, gasping as his last few thrusts send shivers up my spine. ***** As my fantasy ends, I am straddling my chair, sweat rolling down my body, the last tremors of my third orgasm rolling over me. I can feel my juices running down my dildo and onto my chair. I lean back in my chair and inhale deeply. Now I am ready to go back to bed! My Favorite Fantasy My best friend is a stripper. She's good at it too. I mean, if the money she makes doing it is an indicator, she's really good at it. Of course she is. She's fucking gorgeous. Melissa is what I call long and lean. She is 5'9", most of that being her legs, thin but fit, long brown hair and big pretty green eyes. She's just about every guy's fantasy and probably most girls too. I fantasize about her. She doesn't know it though. I'll tell you my favorite. I go see her dance at her club. She's gorgeous as always and while she's dancing on the stage, she's staring at me. Except for a tiny black thong, she's completely nude. Barefoot, naked, her hair is wet and her body's glistening with sweat as she's dancing and swinging around on the stage. God, she's sexy. But she's dancing like it's only for me. At the end of her routine, she crawls across the stage to me, pulls me close to her and kisses me. This isn't just a friendly brush of the lips. She opens my mouth with hers and devours me. I stand up and crawl up onto the stage with her, never breaking our embrace. We're both kneeling, still kissing, and I slide my hand up her back. Her skin feels incredible, so soft, so smooth, so warm. She holds my face with both hands and leans further into me, crushing her bare chest against my body. My mind is empty of everything but pure ecstasy as she slides her hands down my neck and shoulders. She cups a breast in each hand, as she squeezes, I can feel it all the way to my sex. She rips my shirt open and grabs my bare breasts as buttons go flying all over the stage. We meet in the middle for another passionate kiss. It's all animal lust now, we're both crazy with desire for each other. I lean forward pushing her onto her back while she hungrily reaches for my breast with her mouth. I support myself on my hands while she sucks and nibbles at my nipples. She rubs her hands down my sides and slides my skirt down. I push her down flat while licking and kissing and sucking her neck, her chest, and each breast. I can't wait any longer, I go down farther and the smell of her sex drives me insane. I pull her panties to the side and put my face between her gorgeous legs. I lick and suck on her as if she were the last thing ever I'd put in my mouth. She moans with pleasure as I flick my tongue across her clit. Slowly, I run my tongue from her ass to her clit again and again. I can feel her body tighten, she needs to cum. She's desperate for it. I sit up and lean over her. I kiss her deeply, filling her mouth with mine. I want her to taste herself on my tongue. Her guttural moan tells me her pleasure and I want to give her what she wants. I want to make her cum. I slide my hand to her sopping wet crotch and rub her with my palm. I slide a finger inside her and she lifts her hips to meet me. Still kissing her, I bring my hand up between our lips and slide that finger into her mouth. Greedily, she licks and sucks my finger. I pull it away from her and go again to her sweet spot. She's lost now. Her head rolls back and she is at my mercy, allowing me to do whatever I want to her as long as I will please just make her cum. Slowly, deliberately I begin my work on her. I rub up her pussy and back down again, she moves her hips in time with my hand. I use my middle finger to work on her clit. I tease her with it as I slide it down and across the opening to her hole. I can feel her trying to pull me inside of her. I reposition myself between her legs. With two fingers, I slam inside of her and her hips rise up off the floor. We rock together, her hips, my hand, back & forth, faster and harder. My hand becomes a blur in front of me as I move in and out of her. I can feel her walls tighten around my hand, she's about to cum. I thrust harder and deeper. She cries out as she cums. My best friend is a squirter. She cums hard and it hits me in the face. I can feel it on my lips. I lick her cum off of my face and pull my fingers out of her to give her a taste of her own juices. That is my favorite fantasy of me and my best friend, the stripper.