Newsgroups: alt.sex.anal,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.watersports
From: an277910@anon.penet.fi (SweetDreamer)
Date: Sat, 16 Mar 1996 23:35:19 UTC
Subject: A Woman's Anal Fantasy

			    Erotic Fantasy

	She meets this guy by accident in real life that she'd only
seen before in a porn video she adores and replays over and over again
to the point of it needing to be replaced. The part she replays is the
part in which this particular man's incredibly beautiful penis is
sliding in and out of some nondescript woman's ass. This man's penis
is so appealing that she loves to fantasize about it inside of her
various orifices. On this particular day, though, she's shopping
somewhere and sees this man of her dreams in the supermarket and gets
all flustered. She doesn't know whether to speak to him or not, but
how can she let this opportunity pass by without saying something!?
She knows she is flushed and tongue- tied but she forces herself
closer and she giggles before saying, "Excuse me, but aren't you Steve
Silver?" To which he smiles sweetly and responds, "Yes, ma'am... at
your service!", prompting her to mumble, "If only that were true!" and
blush even redder. Steve finds this charming and, looking her up and
down warmly, whispers, "Well, who knows? I have a couple of hours
free... "

	She can't believe she followed Steve home to his loft! But,
she did. As she takes it all in, the high ceilings and huge warehouse
windows looking out over the river, she can feel her pussy throbbing
with the most incredible anticipation. Her panties are already wet and
he hasn't even touched her.

	Steve comes up behind her and begins to undress her, rubbing
his body up against hers, moving his hands all over her body as he
removes her clothing. She is floating in a dream state, not able to
believe this is happening, just like a fantasy come to life. His hands
are strong and his presence envelopes her. She feels every pore of her
skin alive to his touch, her body matching his every movement. And she
is dying for him to kiss her, to stick his fingers into her, to push
her up against the wall and devour her.

	As if reading her mind, Steve spins her around into his arms
and sticks his tongue deep into her mouth, licking and sucking her
lips and tongue. She is consumed with passion for his smell, his
taste, his touch. Her panties are sticking to her pussy lips and
twisting into her ass, wet as they can be. She can feel her curly
pubic hair rubbing against her swollen clit and she is melting all
over the front of his pants.

	Finally, the two of them together get through all of these
annoyingly substantial clothes and she can get a hand, both hands, on
that fat- headed dick of his... it is smooth, hard, and ready, with
salty pre-cum seeping out and she is quick to lick her fingers and
wallow in the headiness of his scent. She is begging him to fuck her,
she is writhing in his arms and he is holding her still. She is in
paradise.

	He calls her name, and she opens her eyes to see him staring
deeply into hers and he says, "I have something for you... special
delivery... where do you want it?" She can hardly speak but she
whispers, "In the ass, please, my ass is hungry for your cock" and,
without speaking again, he turns her around to face the back of the
sofa, which she grasps in both hands. She is arching her back and
sticking her ass in his face as he spreads the cheeks to get a good
look at his destination. He licks her pussy from behind, sucks up some
of the juice there, and spits it slowly onto her asshole, pushing as
much of it as he can inside with his fingers, licking her and probing
her with his tongue. She is rocking back and forth with desire and he
grabs her breasts in his hands and pulls her back up against his chest
while he pinches her hardened nipples between his thumbs and
forefingers. She squeals and squirms and pussy juice is streaming down
the insides of her fat thighs. She is *so* ready...

	He reaches down with his left hand and squeezes her mons,
rubbing her clit with his middle finger, as he takes his dick in his
right hand and positions it at her asshole... he takes more pussy
juice from her dripping hole and slops it all over his dickhead,
anticipating the ecstacy of its impending entrance into that tight,
black orifice he loves so much. He licks her earlobe and then sticks
his tongue deep into her ear and as she moans and rubs her ass against
his dickhead, he tightens his grip on her mons and thrusts his cock
into her ass about an inch and a half and shivers at the intensity of
the sensation as her sphincter muscle throbs around his cockhead,
which itself is throbbing in rythm. They are both panting now and she
wiggles her ass to get more of him inside her. They both feel the
moment when he can thrust deeper and are ignited by the desire to fuck
now with abandon.

	They are rocking back and forth with the force of his
thrusting and her response is to meet each thrust with one of her own.
The smacking sound as his fat cockhead pumping in and out of her tight
blackness is driving her wild. She wants to climb the walls, she wants
to suck his cock while he's deep inside both her ass and her pussy,
she wants to feel him lick the cum off her thighs and suckle her
breasts. She is so close, she is so close, his cock explodes in her
ass and he shouts in ecstacy, and she is cumming! She is totally out
of control, convulsing with the power of her orgasms and his, her
thighs wet with cum and pussy juice, sweat pouring off of her like
rain, and then it happens, without warning, she sprays the sofa and
the room with her hot piss in a final defiance of gravity, of decorum,
of withholding. She has never felt so spent, so wet, so deliciously
relaxed after sex in her life.

	She comes to her senses thinking what a mess she's made and
wondering how Steve is going to take it... she tenses a bit waiting
for his response. But he just laughs... he can't believe she is so
*sensual* and *horny* and it makes him very happy. He turns her around
so that he can rub his body up against her messiness and smell and
taste all her various juices at once. He pushes her over the back of
the sofa, gently, and falls on top of her, where they dissolve into a
nap in each other's arms.