Thursday, January 17, 2019

night life: two fantasies

My new fantasy, we're staying at a friend's house.  We invite her upstairs. 

Anarchist boyfriend and I make love with her sweetly.  Oh, so long we've wanted it.  Those luscious tits, sweet squishy ass, sly smile.

I turn over and go to sleep.  Those two are whispering. 

I wake up to feel the movement of the bed as he slowly fucks her, slipping his dick into her swollen, slick pussy again and again, trying not to wake me.  The tension between the need for gentleness and the desire to thrust, to get that hard dick as deep as he can into her tight little cunt.

I pretend to sleep.  The bed moves, moving me.  Their breathing is changing.  She's going to come and whimpers.

Anarchist boyfriend tries to quietly shush her.  He gets more excited too. 

She starts to come, and they're locked together, his dick far into her as she rhythmically squeezes him, locked in something deep, trying not to move or make sound. 

But she's losing her mind, and nothing matters but the overwhelm that fills her body and pounds inside her. 

She's breathing so fast and loud now, they have to know I'm awake, and she continues to come, spread wide open, gasping and shaking on his dick. 

He feels a twinge of fear, that he's been fucking her beside me in bed, and now I definitely know. 

But he wants what his dick wants--to come too.  This beautiful young woman wrapped around him, looking up at him with adoration, her lovely soft tits moving as she moves, nipples plump, her gorgeous aliveness in the darkened room.

He slips his hands around her ass and holds her as he does it to her, pours himself into her as he fucks, then grabs her hard by the shoulders as he deposits his load into her little pussy, not caring about me or anything but his hot love pumping into her.  His dick pulsing with joy and release.

It's as old as prehistory, automatic, at this point out of his control, what his dick does and his balls and the animal need to put his come into her body--her body that wants to take it as bad as he wants to give.

I can tell he's ejaculating, and my pussy aches, wishing he was putting himself in me.  But I fall back asleep. 

I'm woken up all night, again and again, by the bed moving, a gasp, their furtive sex.  I feel jealous he fucks her all night--he never does that to me.  At home I suck his dick and he falls asleep. 

I could turn over and participate, but I'm exhausted and start to enjoy it like a dream.

The other fantasy is a camping fantasy. 

We're camping out with the special someone.  We stay up late talking then retire to our respective tents to sleep.

I fall asleep right away, but anarchist boyfriend's dick is hard, thinking about her and wanting to give himself to her. 

Wanting to unbutton her shirt and put his tongue on her nipples.  Wanting to nudge his dick into her hairy cunt, opening her, to see how deep he can get his thick dick into her. 

Her big smile, quickness to laugh.  Her large, enthusiastic softness he wants to grab at.  Her loudness where I'm quiet. 

He touches himself gently and thinks about masturbating.  Instead he decides to go outside and look at the sky.

It's a full moon, and the stars aren't bright, but the air is so clean and cold.  He tries to see stars.  The sky is thick with conifers.

Then he notices her leaving the bathroom hut.  His dick moves in his pants.

He walks toward her, and they don't say anything at first but share a moment of eye contact.

"It's a beautiful night," she finally says.

"Yes," he says.

She takes his hand and moves it to her chest.  He keeps it there for a moment then slides it over one breast.  He finds a hard nipple and pushes, puts his other hand on her other breast, finds the other nipple.

Then they hug, and she kisses his neck.  His erection in his pants, which she can barely feel, pushing on her, excites her.

She opens his pants, gets on her knees, and sucks it right away, eager to get him off.  So happy to finally have his big dick in her mouth, after thinking about it for years of camping together and wishing they'd meet in the night.

He wanted it, those years too, every night.  Her mouth around his dick feels like he knew it would, all that fantasizing.  She's generous, skilled.

He feels the inevitability of coming down her throat, and it's happening fast.  He looks up, and the moon is shining down on them, so whole and round.

He touches her head and almost falls as he shoots his load down her throat, spurt by spurt, staring at the huge moon--it's so bright, it's blinding.

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