Dark Fantasies

by T West

  I rubbed my thumb over her clit as I did so, making sure to apply just the right amount of pressure to the hard little nub. It was then that Charlotte opened her eyes and said, “I think Will should be out of the shower in a minute… lets go up and see!”

  With lust in my eyes I readily agreed, and we strode up the staircase to the bedroom, excited about the way the evening was unfolding. The moment we were in the bedroom we heard footsteps coming from the bathroom.

  “Good timing!” Charlotte exclaimed, as Will entered the room dressed in just a towel. He was muscular in shape, in stark contrast to that dweeb I had been bonking for the past few years. He gave me a knowing smile as if he had been expecting me, and wasted little time in letting his white towel drop to his ankles, allowing his huge erection to spring up like a blood-filled serpent. His shaved balls dangled unreservedly, and looked as full as two picnic baskets. His pubic bush was neatly trimmed above his monstrous organ, and his foreskin naturally contracted without touch to reveal his purple shiny helmet.

  “Fancy seeing you here,” I said, all inhibitions out the window. Charlotte’s earlier fingering of my hair-sandwich had relaxed me fully, and Will laughed.

  “Yes, imagine that!” he chuckled as he instinctively cupped his own testicles. I had a thing for Will and this was something I had always wanted to do.

  Charlotte and I got on our knees like two twenty-something college girls, and crawled to where her husband stood. We keenly began sucking on his bell-end, it being large enough that we could both fit our mouths on it at the same time. We greedily sucked away, with Charlotte intuitively licking down the length of his shaft to his ridiculously fill ball-sacks. There, she traced her tongue all the way down to his ass-crack, crawling through his legs to get round to the back as she did so. I continued to animatedly suck on the angry penis, opening my mouth wide to allow the throbbing member all the way into my throat, almost gagging as I did so. This was the first penis I had sucked since dating Jeff and boy had I been missing out. I closed my lips and bobbed my head up and down, sucking as best I could, while round the back Charlotte had parted her lover’s cheeks to reveal his tight starfish. Here, she darted her tongue out and poked at the narrow goal, allowing his sphincter to encase her licking tool.

  Taking charge, Will stepped out of the suckling ménage and motioned for us girls to get on the bed. Here we lay head to toe, me on the bottom with Charlotte on top of me, 69 style. We promptly began lapping at each other’s tingling flanges, licking and swallowing as much love-juice as we could. As I methodically tongue-fucked Charlotte’s perfect pink pussy, I was astonished to see right before my eyes Will’s huge bell-end pushing and forcing it’s way past my face and into his wife’s burning love-hole. He slid every inch inside, and here he stood, fucking his wife with all of his man-meat as I simultaneously flicked my tongue over her rock-hard clit. The sensations of Charlotte’s tongue on my womanly love-tunnel and the close-up view of marital penetration was too much for me to take, and I came good and hard, squirting little ribbons of female-juice into my friend’s open mouth beneath me. Will withdrew his length from Charlotte’s aching pussy, and as my climax continued I buried my face deep into Charlotte’s vaginal mound, panting and kissing her.

  Momentarily satisfied, I dismounted and heard her say, “Time to strap you up – I haven’t cum yet!”

  Charlotte got up and walked over to her closet where she got out the strap-on I had witnessed her buy. It was time for me to practice!

  She wrapped the attached belt around my waist and fastened it securely. There I stood – just like one of the girls in the video. A womanly vision of power. I felt beautiful and naughty at the same time. I loved the feeling of having this big phallus attached to me, bobbing about and always hard.

  Charlotte got on the bed on all fours, her peachy milk-white ass facing me. Will stood behind her and assisted her in arching her back. He gave her ass a playful smack, his large hand making an audible clap as he brought it down with authority.

  “Come and get her – she’s ready for you!” he offered.

  I wasted no time as I was eager to plunge this plastic tool deep, so I stood at the side of the bed and watched almost in disbelief as she backed her ass up. Her swollen snatch looked too tight and inviting, and I pressed the flesh-colored helmet of the dildo against her pouting labia, asking to be let inside. I didn’t wait for an answer – something deep inside my soul growled – the beast had been unleashed! I plunged the rigid toy deep into her aching pussy, spearing her and making her cry out.

  “God yes, that’s it! Screw me good and hard!” she instructed like a randy whore, and I obliged. I rocked my hips back and forth as if I was a man, letting the big plastic balls bang against her clit, making her yelp in pleasure.

  “That’s good,” Will said encouragingly, “But I think she needs it in her ass!”

  “Yes I do - plus you’re going to need practice with shagging an asshole if you’re going to drill Jeff!” Charlotte agreed.

  So I withdrew the always-hard member from her dripping gash and nudged the tip zealously against her tiny back-door. God, it was tight, but the lubrication on the juice-soaked dildo made it easier, and with one aggressive hip-thrust I was able to penetrate her incredibly tight pucker and slide it all the way up. She gasped loudly and thrashed her head back in pain as I impaled her. It felt great to have such power and be in such control.

  I grabbed her long flowing locks and pulled her head back firmly as I anally fucked her, while Will masturbated his huge throbbing girth over us, obviously ecstatic about what he was witnessing. I glanced to the side and saw his huge nuts tighten as he stretched his foreskin back and forth over his shiny bell.

  Charlotte reached down and began to furiously rub her twitching nub as I continued to penetrate her tight passage, and it wasn’t long before she shrieked like a hawk and squirted heavily down the length of the strap-on, drenching the plastic balls and soaking my thighs. I withdrew the plastic phallus from her gaping bum-hole and she speedily spun round and took it in her mouth, keen to taste her own anal flavorings on the man-made shaft.

  We both got on our knees on the floor once more and promptly opened our mouths wide as Will wanked vigorously over our faces, longing to release the fluid from his blue-balls. We cupped and squeezed his full sacks and he shot his load, pumping his thick creamy white spunk all over our faces, covering us in his hot sticky goo. We turned to each other and started French kissing, opening our mouths to spit the now luke-warm liquid between us, strings of it dripping down and splashing our heaving breasts.

  “Wow, that was amazing!” I said as Will squeezed the last drop of his seminal milk onto my outstretched tongue.

  “YOU were amazing!” Charlotte said, smiling and blowing spunk bubbles.

  I felt great – my journey to discovering my naughty side was complete!

  Internet dating felt like the obvious choice after that. I mean, everyone and their granny were doing it these days. I was soon dating 20 year-old Enrique, who was over here to study.

  As I parted his smooth bum-cheeks and made love to his submissive anus, I felt truly alive. This was my true calling and I decided I no longer wanted to get married. Well, not for a few years anyway.

  Before leaving Jeff I had one last parting gift to give him. I had texted him earlier and told him I had a surprise waiting for him when he got home that evening.

  I was in the kitchen with Charlotte and a few of the girls from work. We were chatting about shopping and typical girly stuff. Jeff walked in.

  “Hey sweetie, I’m home. What do you have for me then?”

  I stood up from the kitchen table to reveal the 10 inch black dildo sticking out from my waist. His jaw dropped as he looked around the room to see all the girls were wearing one too.

  “Time to give you what you’ve always wanted. And a bit more.”

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  Steamy Erotica Story 40

  S arah knew it wasn’t his fault that he had to go
away on business, but it had been way too often lately. She would even go so far as to describe it as naughty of him. Tom knew that when he didn’t spend time with her it made her antsy and randy. She decided she would have to think of a way to get even with him for not meeting her needs – she had needs after all.

  Tom caught the naughty glare in her eyes as he headed for the door. They had a passionate kiss and hug goodbye, and even though this was a business trip that he could not postpone, he got the feeling that he’d be in ‘trouble’ when he returned home later that night.

  “I’ll be back before you know it. I promise! Then you can have me all to yourself,” he earnestly told her.

  They kissed again, and this time it was firmer and more passionate. Their tongues intertwined and as Sarah put her hands on his hips and pulled him close to her, Tom got the impression she would make him live up to his promise. As her full breasts pressed against his chest it gave him a stirring in his boxer shorts and he reached round and caressed her ass through her jeans as his hardness pressed against her stomach. Just as Sarah began to feel herself getting wet he pulled himself away and left for work, leaving her even more frustrated and in anticipation of what was to unfold later that evening.

  She watched him walk down the driveway to his car. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, holding his blazer, and she admired his firm buttocks and muscular thighs through his thin slacks. It was then that an idea came to her for what she should do with him that night – a little payback.

  “See you later,” she called to him as he stepped into his car. “I’ll have a surprise for you… so be ready!”

  She smiled to herself and muttered under her breath, “There’ll be no boring missionary tonight – you can bet your sweet ass on that.”

  Sarah knew it would be a long day at home waiting for him to return, so she decided to take a shower to help her cool off and kill some time. She went upstairs, stripped off and got under the nice warm water. She soaped herself up, generously lathering up her full breasts. She lathered up her pussy, and shaved it on either side, just how he liked it, so there was a thin landing strip of dark hair down the middle.

  The warm water running against her plump labia was starting to feel great, so she took down the shower head from its holder on the wall and aimed it directly at her pussy, letting the warm water splash against her swollen clit. It wasn’t long before she felt an intense orgasm begin to build up inside her, and she had an amazing climax, crying out and gripping the shower door with her free hand to steady herself as she came.

  Satisfied for now, she stepped out, dried off and put on some sexy underwear and a silk robe, before going downstairs for a light lunch in anticipation of Tom’s return.

  Sarah relaxed on the couch, her long strawberry blonde hair flowing down to her shoulders as jazz music softly played on the radio.

  Tom turned his key in the door and walked into the living room, the smell of dinner cooking in the oven giving a nice homely feel. He saw her on the couch in her robe, and once more caught that naughty glint in her eye, sending a warm shiver down his body that nestled in his balls.

  “Welcome home honey,” Sarah said with a cheeky smile as she maintained eye contact. “Hope you’re hungry.”

  No sooner had she said that than they heard the ‘ping’ from the timer go off. “Ah, perfect timing.”

  “Yes I am rather peckish,” Tom told her.

  “Good, because I’ve got just the thing that’ll fill you up!” she laughed a she said this, and it made Tom really start to wonder what she was talking about. This wasn’t like her, she had always more than satisfied him sexually, but he was really starting to feel rather uneasy and anxious about all these hints she kept dropping.

  “What do you mean by that?” he asked her inquisitively as they walked towards the dining room.

  “Ha ha, wait and see!” she exclaimed. “Just know that you’ve been a naughty boy leaving me home alone all day – again. And naughty boys need to be punished.”

  They exchanged familiar pleasantries over the delicious fish supper, even though Tom had nerves floating around in his stomach.

  “So, what’s for dessert?” he asked her as he finished his last mouthful.

  “Well, you’re not getting dessert in the traditional sense. But you can rest assured you are going to get dessert – upstairs.” She glared at him and his eyes widened. “Oh yes, you have a big dessert waiting for you upstairs. Now, go up to the bedroom, lie back on the bed. I’m going to clear the table and I’ll be up in ten minutes.”

  “Are you being serious?” he asked as she stood up and started to clear the plates, still kind of hoping this was all one big joke.

  “Does it look like I’m fucking laughing?” she said sternly, now looking slightly angry. “Just get up those stairs,” and with that she took the plates and disappeared into the kitchen.

  A big erection now stirring in his trousers, Tom did as he was told.

  Tom walked into the bedroom and got a bit of a shock when there, on the bedside table, he saw a large tube of KY jelly. He knew that Sarah owned a couple of toys among other naughty things, but he had no idea that she had bought a big tube of KY. Perhaps it was just one of many secrets she had been keeping from him, he thought.

  He kicked off his shoes and lay back in the pillows, still clothed. He lay there, anxious, wondering whether he wasn’t satisfying her or giving her the attention she needed and longed for. For a moment he started to feel like a bad lover, and wondered whether this was why she was being stern with him.

  He told himself not to be silly and just try to relax. He closed his eyes and rested his head back. He began to drift off slightly, the echoes of her cross voice still ringing in his ears and making his mind wander.

  He opened his eyes and his heart nearly jumped out of his chest as there, at the foot of the bed stood Sarah. Her robe was open revealing her black bra and panties. She had a hand on her hip and he was relieved to see that her cheeky smile was back.

  “All those long hours you work has left me a little frustrated,” she told him. “So, now, it’s time for your dessert. Whether you’ve still got an appetite or not, I can assure you that this will satisfy you.”

  Her hand moved from her hip and she started to rub her hands together, as if she was a lion about to eat an innocent bunny rabbit.

  “Get that stuffy suit off – get everything off. Except for those socks. I want you naked except for those socks of yours.”

  Tom did as he was told. He undid his belt and pulled down his suit trousers, revealing his white boxer shorts. Her eyes landed on the bulge in his underwear – and what a bulge it was. He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off and threw it to the floor in a heap, his bare muscular pecs flexing as he slowly started to pull down his boxer shorts. The elastic in the hem of his shorts pulled his erect penis down with them for a moment, but as soon as it was free it sprung up with such force that the tip slapped against his stomach. There he lay, naked except for his white socks, at Sarah’s mercy.

  “Good boy,” she told him in a patronizing manner, as if he was some kind of dumb puppy. “Now roll over onto your stomach. I want to have a good look at you.”

  Tom rolled over onto his front, his big cock pressing against the duvet beneath him. He knew that Sarah had always admired his buttocks, and perhaps that was all she wanted to do – just have a good look at his manly ass. Maybe even give him a spanking, he thought. He had sometimes playfully smacked Sarah’s big round ass during lovemaking, and he wondered if perhaps now she wanted to return the favor.

  As he lay there on his stomach he felt her warm breath on his butt-cheeks and heard her say closely, “Now, get on your knees and edge backwards to the end of the bed. You have a nice ass but it’s not quite nice enough for what I have planned for us this evening. Now do as I say and arch your back.”

  Tom did as he was instructed. He raised himself to his knees with his back facing her. He moved towards the end of the bed until his socked feet we
re hanging over the edge. He supported his weight on his hands and arched his back, sticking his ass up and out. There he felt vulnerable and unsure of what awaited him.

  From Sarah’s perspective she could clearly see his full balls hanging between his legs. She ran her hands along his smooth ass cheeks and parted them gently with her soft touch.

  “Wha… what are you doing?” he asked nervously, as he felt a warm strip of material being pressed against his inner cheek.

  Sarah didn’t reply. Instead, she quickly pulled the strip away, making Tom cry out in pain.

  “Aaaarrrrggghhhh! Fuck that hurt!” he screamed. He couldn’t believe this nasty bitch was actually waxing him without his permission. His hands clenched the duvet of the bed in front of him as another wax strip was quickly laid against his ass-crack and pulled away violently.

  “Jesus, no!” Tom exclaimed. He contemplated turning over onto his back and kicking her away, but he didn’t have time to contemplate for long because before he knew it one of her hands was on the small of his back and her other hand was applying another wax strip.

  Tom’s eyes were beginning to water as a total of 6 strips were applied and forcefully pulled away.

  “Ungh… ungh… is it over?” he murmured.

  He heard a chuckle behind him. “Yes, that part is over. Now stop being such a cry baby,” Sarah told him as she generously applied some baby lotion to his sore ass and massaged it in gently.