My Fantasy 2 · Part 1 (1/2)
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I'm almost ready. I hear you walking up the stairs, I rush to finish the last of the preparations. I light the candles, the door opens, you walk in. You're puzzled by the candles but I smile at you and you smile back. You enter the kitchen and shuffle through the mail, you lay your coat down on the chair by the door. You've got on a thin, tawny-gold colored blouse. I can see the straps of your white bra underneath. You're wearing an old but nice-looking pair of blue jeans. The way they're worn in around the knees and thighs looks comfortable. As you turn to walk into the living room, I can see the outline of your panties under your jeans. I feel my cock stir a little.
You're wearing a pair of girl's knee socks and an old pair of tennis shoes. Your long brown hair is hanging loose around your shoulders. You toss a few wayward strands over your shoulder absent-mindedly as you reach the corner by the closet and kick off your shoes.
"Ahhhhh!" you sigh as you sink into the comfortable chair, "What a day!" You stretch a moment. I like the way your thick brown nipples poke through the material of your blouse as you arch your back. After a moment, you relax and bring your leg up under your butt and sit back in the chair.
"How did it go?" I ask.
"Fine… I think." you reply. "I wasn't really sure if I was gonna get through that exam or not! It was pretty hard."
"Philosophy's not turning out as easy as you thought eh?" I ask as I come over and sit by the chair.
"No, it's not that, it's just that my teacher works so fucking hard to make the exams so obscure, you gotta really work just to get your name spelled right!" you say.
"Aww… poor baby…", I coo half-jokingly, half-sympathetically, "come here." You move over a little in the chair and lean your head on my chest. I rub the back of your neck a little.
"Mmmm. That feels nice," you say, "don't ever stop!" I chuckle and move your hair out of the way a little with my hand. As I massage your neck, you ask "What's with the candles?"
"I just thought they'd mellow out the mood a little, you like 'em?"
"Yeah, they're kinda nice." You look around the room. "Where did you get that red one?" you ask.
"I bought it today. What do you think?" I ask.
"It's pretty. I like the little zig-zag around the base. Makes it kinda look indian or something."
"Yeah, that's why I got it." I admit. You shift in your chair a little more, leaning your entire back against me. I move my hands to your shoulders and start to rub them slowly and gently.
"Nnnn." you sigh again, "I'm sure glad I have you." I smile. You can't see it but I know that you sense it. After a while, you ask "So what did you do all day?" I don't say anything and you don't ask again. I continue to rub your back and shoulders and you wiggle a little to show me where you want me to go next. Then you sit up. "I got an itch right here in the middle of my back" you say, "will you scratch it for me?"
"Sure" I say and start scratching vigorously around your back.
"A little higher." I scratch higher. "Oooo. Ok, over to the left a little." I move toward the left. "My OTHER left." you correct. I move to the right a bit. "Ahhh. that's it. Right there." I continue to scratch your back for another moment and then with a hand on your shoulder, I gently pull you back down to me. You nestle back up against me. "What's for dinner?" you ask.
"What would you like?" I ask.
"Hmmm… how about some…, ummm, some… fajitas?" you say.
"Sounds good to me" I agree, "My wish is your command, O'Queen!" I bow deeply as I stand causing you to shift rapidly in the chair. You laugh at my antic and then close your eyes as I go into the kitchen to prepare the fajitas.
"Wake up, sleepyhead." I say as I gently shake your shoulder.
"Nnnnn," you lick your lips once or twice, "what time is it?" You do a little stretch and open your eyes. You blink them a couple of times.
"Supper time" I say. I lean over and kiss you lightly on the cheek. You pat my cheek lightly with your hand and then reach out for me to help you up. I take your hand and pull you up. You hug me for a moment and I hug you back. Then we go over to the table where I've set out all the fajita fixings, some wine and wineglasses and some new red candles like you saw earlier.
"Wow!" you exclaim, taking in the spread in front of you, "You've been busy today! How did you know I was gonna want fajitas?" you ask.
"Simple." I say, "They're your favorite. Whenever I ask you what you want to eat, that's ALWAYS what you say!" I explain.
"One day I'm gonna suprise you." you tell me.
"You always do." I agree. I pull the chair for you and motion you to sit down. "M'Lady?" I inquire. You flash me that million-dollar smile of yours and sit down. I help you get settled up to the table. "Would the Lady like some wine?" I ask. You giggle and nod your head.
Holding up your wineglass, you say "Pour away Jives!" I smile at our game and pour the wine; Warm and red, the way we like it. You put down the glass and motion for me to sit. I move around to my chair and sit down.
"Dig in!" I say.
"Pass the tortillas and the sour cream…" you ask.
"Mmmm. Those were really excellent fajitas." you say. I smile at the compliment. "You always make good fajitas." I smile some more.
"Well, I gotta keep you around some how!" I kid.
"That'll get me here any day of the week!" You poke me with your finger and say "You do the dishes, I'm gonna curl up here and die happy!" I kiss you and get up to do the dishes.
Later, as you're stretching out along the couch, I come over and sit down in front of your waist, where your legs make a sort of 'U' shape. I put my hand along your side and tell you "I've got a nice evening planned for you".
"Oh yeah?" you ask, "What's up?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out!" I say. Leaning over you I take something from behind the couch. You can't quite see what it is. It just looks like something black.
"What's that?" you ask.
"You'll see." I say. I gently lift your head and stroke your hair a little. Then a gather it up and pull it behind you so that its out of the way.
"What'r you doing?" you ask curiously.
"Nothing." I say as I put the blindfold around your eyes.
"Hey!" you protest, "What's that for?"
"Just relax, it's all part of the fun." I say. "Just relax and enjoy the evening." I help you up and lead you back into the bedroom. "Stand here a moment" I say, "no peeking?" You nod and I move away. You hear things rustling and what sounds like a match striking. You smell the pleasant sulfur smell of the match. You hear me moving around the room, picking things up and moving things around. I look over. You're growing impatient. You start to fidget. "Relax." I say again. You give me one of those little half-bounces with your body as if to say 'Ok, but hurry up!'. Then you feel the air move as I walk past you into the bathroom. You hear the curtain on the bathtub being moved back and the water start. Soon, the heat of the water causes the moist, warm air to move out of the bathroom and along your face. It makes your nose itch a little.
"Hurry up!" you say impatiently, "I don't want to stand here all night!" You feel me come out of the bathroom and I put my hand on your shoulder. Gently I tug at you to get you to turn around. You do. I look at your hair and gently brush it out of your face. I adjust the little bit that's caught up against your face, under the blindfold. I move it around so it's behind you. Then I gently touch your face. You move your cheek against my hand. I use my hand to rub your face lightly. It feels good. You push against my hand. I bring my other hand up and use it on your face as well. You sigh and visibly relax.
I stroke your face for a moment and then continue down to your neck and lightly rub your neck. I pay special attention to those sensitive little areas behind your ears. Like a cat I scratch you behind the ears. I can almost feel you purring. You twist your head a little this way and that, not really sure which scratching feels better. Then I rub the areas with my thumbs and you just sort of melt right there on the spot.
I move my fingers down your neck, around to the front and stroke your throat. I use my fingers to trace the lines under your chin down to your collar bone. It sends little tingles of excitement down your body. Your body is getting sensitive and your breathing is getting a little rapid. I briefly move one hand up and stroke your face again. Then with both hands I unbutton the top buttons on your blouse and rub the area above your breasts. You like it when I rub here. It feels so good. I see your nipples poking out, your breathing becomes shallow. I pull you close and kiss you, like a brand-new lover upon your lips.
I kiss your lips so softly you hardly know I'm there. You open your mouth a little to offer your tongue to me. I use my tongue to slowly lick around the edges of your lips. This sends goose-shivers up and down your spine. You give a little shake and then you reach out and grab me. Pulling me close you kiss me deeply and we stand like that for a moment. I feel your breasts pushing into me, my cock is getting hard. Your tongue searches my mouth and we play at flicking our tongues together.
"Mmmm." you moan. You kiss me some more. Finally, I pull away and start to stroke your face and neck again. You start to pout. I grin. I can't resist tweaking your hard nipples poking through your blouse and bra. The sensation sends a bolt of high-current electricity aimed straight at your clit. Your clit becomes instantly erect and you a severe ache to have me inside you. I twist your nipples a little and you feel your pussy start to leak. I smell your woman-scent start to fill the air. "Nnnnn!" you moan again, bending your knees and twisting in that little way that says you're horny as hell! "Fuck me!" you whisper insistantly.
"Not yet." I reply and pull away. The sudden stop leaves you twisting unable to sustain the wave of pleasure I've started within you.
"MmmMuh!" you pout as you stomp your foot and twist your head up a little toward the right.
"Damn you're cute." I think to myself, out loud I say, "come on, it's time for what comes next." You stop twisting and wait to see what I do. I finish unbuttoning your blouse and I slip it down over your shoulders. You slightly raise each arm in succession and the blouse falls to the floor. I stop for a moment and look at you, standing there in jeans and a white bra. There's a little lace trim around the cups and a pink bow in the middle. Your breasts stand out enticingly. My dick hardens unmercifully. You know that looking at you like this is what really turns me on the most. You just stand there, arching your back a little and let me look.
I rub my cock through my jeans. Seeing you standing there like that is so intensely erotic. I could cum just looking at you. Your big brown nipples and prominent areola plainly visible and sticking out through the cloth. You're pretty horny, I think to myself and finally I reach out and touch your breast. You jump at the touch. Another shiver runs down your belly as I circle your nipple with my finger.
Then I reach out and grab your breast in my hand and squeeze it but not too hard. You moan out loud and twist your chest so that I have better leverage. You like it when I squeeze your tits, the presure sends little twinges to your clit. You can almost cum whenever I just grab them and squeeze them like this. Soon I grab the other one and squeeze it too. I rub the nipples with my thumbs. Round and round in little circles. You start to twist your legs again and I hear you start to pant. Reluctantly I stop. I don't want you to cum too soon. I've got lots more planned for you tonight.
You feel my hands leave your breasts, you jut them out farther hoping somehow this will make me massage them some more. I reach around behind you and unclasp your bra. I reach up and pull the straps down around your shoulders. You move your arms like you did before, give your chest a wiggle and the bra falls lifeless to the floor. Your breasts are huge and swollen. The nipples are pointing straight at me. You're so turned on that even the little brown areolae are standing out making your breasts look like pears. They look delicious!
Just then I notice the tub is nearly filled. I almost forgot! I leave you and quickly dash into the bathroom to turn the water off. You hear the water turn to a trickle, and then with a final creak, off completely. You hear me moving around in the bathtub and fiddling near the sink. You hear the cabinet open up, something being removed and the door close again. Then you hear the sound of something being poured into the water. The scent of strawberries wafts in front of your nose. You like strawberries, the smell is one of your favorite smells. You breath in deeply, taking in as much of the smell as you can get, savoring it slowly as you exhale. Then you hear the pouring stop and a swishing sound as I stir the water.
In a moment, I return to you. I stroke your bare breasts. The nipples have receded a little but I'm not worried, it's going to be a long night. I run my hand around each breast, feeling its weight. I feel a layer of sweat, fine though it is, covering your belly. I rub my hand around your belly, feeling the sweat lubricating, sliding underneath. There's a faint line of hairs visible above the waist of your jeans. I stroke along this line. How sexy it looks I think. Then I quit and pull you close. We kiss again for a few moments.
Soon I reach down with my hand and unfasten the button of your jeans. I slide the zipper down while kissing you. We're trading tongues again playfully. I push my hand down the inside of your pants, the damp, steamy, aromatic woman-smell greets my nose like an old friend. I inhale deeply. I love the way your pussy smells when you're excited. I can barely reach my fingers between your legs but I can feel the wetness of your panties. Your pussy gushes as my fingers brush your clit. You give a little wimper and kiss me even harder.
I rub my fingers along your slit, coating them with your juices. Your hips move back and forth, your pussy's searching for something more. I push my finger against your thigh and you part your legs a little wider. I feel your lips, through your panties, I can feel they're parted. I move my finger in a little circle, you moan as I do this. I start to push it up inside, you feel your panties getting tighter. I push the panties up in your hole just a little. The friction is driving you crazy. You buck your hips and try to spread your legs some more but the jeans around your waist won't let you.
Finally I pull my hand away and smell it under my nose. Then I stick in my mouth and taste your musky, salty flavor. I put my finger in your mouth too, you like the taste of your own pussy. You lick my finger for a moment and then I pull it away. You lick your lips as I move my hands down to you jeans. I grasp the waist and tug them down, bunching them up around your ankles.
You just don't know how sexy you are! Standing there in your panties with your pants around your feet. Your socks are sticking out above the jeans now. Your breasts are jutting out too. Firm and high, not too much, not too little. Just enough for me! I kneel
My Fantasy 2 · Part 1 (1/2)
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