Fantasy
© July 2000 by Veronica Sinclair

Part one...

We're at a party and he asks me to dance...a slow dance with a heavy, sensual undertone.  He holds me close against his hard body and bends down to kiss my neck and softly blow his hot breath behind my ear.  I press my body just a little closer as he runs his hand down my back, over the curve of my ass and gently squeezes and massages my ass in time to the music.

I am getting very warm and wet.  I respond by looking up and kissing him deeply and teasing his tongue with my teeth.  I move my hand to caress the front of his shirt...his nipples are hard (I like that).  While dancing, he slowly moves us out onto the patio and into the shadows, caressing my body the whole time.

We continue to kiss while the fire inside us burns hotter.  He caresses my breasts, slowly kneading them with both hands...then he concentrates on my nipples.  I groan with pleasure.

He slips his hand into my dress, pulls it down to expose my breasts.  He leans down and runs his tongue over one nipple, then the other, sending chills down my spine.  Then he sucks each one, gently at first, then more insistently, all the while breathing his hot breath on me.

My hands are busy too...I trace my fingers over the front of his trousers to discover a nice, solid bulge.  I press my hand into his cock and feel it throb in response.  I fumble with his belt (I always seem to have trouble with this part), then slide the zipper down.

I reach inside his pants and grasp his huge, hard cock.  I give it a friendly squeeze and start to massage the full length, in soft, slow strokes...all the while teasing the moist head with the fingers of my other hand.

Still standing deep in the shadows, he lifts my dress and slides his hand up my thigh which is already wet from the flowing juices.  His hands find my neatly trimmed pussy hair and he teases the outside of my nether-lips before his finger glides inside my hot, dripping pussy.  I move my hips to meet his hand and receive his finger inside me.

While his finger is massaging the inside of my pussy, he puts his thumb on my clit and rubs it back and forth in rhythm with my hips...going faster and faster.  I cum in hot, wet gushes all over his hand and the juices run down my leg again.  He doesn't stop...and I cum again and again....


Part two...

My knees weak with the excitement he has stirred in me, he lowers me to the bench just behind me.  His fingers still inside me, he kisses me deeply, probing with his tongue.  He slides his wet fingers from my pussy and brings them to my face and traces the outline of my lips.  I open my mouth and slowly suck my juices from his fingers.

He takes his hand away and slides lower, nuzzling his face against my lower thigh.  He moves my legs apart, places his mouth on my clit and sucks it.  Then he moves his tongue on my clit, teasing it, and slides his tongue and mouth over my sweet pussy, eating me like he can't get enough.

He takes one hand and undoes his trousers, freeing his engorged cock.  Sliding one hand under my waist, he lifts me towards him while he enters me - and then holds perfectly still.  I can't stand it and start to move my hips against his, straining to gather every part of him inside me.

He starts to move slowly...deeper inside...slowly backing out, but not all the way, just teasing my pussy with the head of his cock.  He does this again, slowly entering and backing out.  My clit is throbbing, wanting more.

Now he thrusts quickly and deeply inside me, making me gasp with surprise and pleasure.  He moves faster now, the pleasure building inside me and finally bursting with a hot, wet flow of juices covering us both.

Now he slowly withdraws, leaving me empty, but not for long - he hasn't cum yet.  He gets up off me and moves towards my head, aiming his sweet cock at my mouth.  I greedily grab it with one hand and guide it to my lips.

I like this part...I rub my lips over the fat head, making his cock jump in my hand.  Then I run my tongue over the top of the head, running down the full length and back up again before taking it into my mouth.  I slowly suck my way down the entire shaft, all the while moving my tongue up, down, around.

I move my head up and down in rhythm with his gently thrusting hips.  He's fucking my mouth and I love it.  I match my sucking with his fucking until he's moving faster and faster, ready to explode.  He groans as he releases his hot cum in sweet, creamy spurts and I swallow it all, sucking every drop and licking his cock dry.

I look past him as he pulls his spent cock from my mouth and I see someone standing at the door to the patio...watching...


Part three...

As I watched the figure in the shadows, my lover stepped away, wary of what may happen next.  I beckoned the dark stranger closer to me and watched the shadow gain substance.

He strolled towards me and I could see his eyes engulfing me with their hunger.  My shadow-man handed me the glass of wine he carried while taking my other hand and gently pulling me off the bench.

I sipped the wine and stared into the most wonderful blue eyes of the man standing in front of me.  Still holding my hand, he guided me away from my confused lover and towards the darkest corner of the yard.  The starlight barely revealed a gazebo surrounded in flowering gardenias, seemingly waiting just for the two of us.

My once shadowy figure now turned solid grasped me around the waist and pulled me close to his chest.  I know he could feel the pounding of my heart and the heat of my body as I pressed even closer to him.  The kiss, oh the kiss...long, soft, sensuous, teasing, longing, taking my very breath away.  Kisses to die for.

He leads me to the lounge inside the gazebo and we sit, staring, studying each other and finally....smiling.  He tells me how much I turned him on, made him hot for me and how much he wants to be with me.

He again pulls me to him and softly blows on my neck and behind my ear, telling me he loves me, sending shivers of pleasure through and through.  I look again into those incredible, hungry blue eyes.  I see the starlight reflecting off the silver in his hair, give him a squeeze and I tell my husband, "I love you, too."

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