From katiew1@hotmail.com Thu Jun 05 23:54:51 1997 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Katie's Fun Fantasy, Part One, Complete From: Katie <katiew1@hotmail.com> Date: Thu, 05 Jun 1997 22:54:51 -0500 -------- Katie's Fun Fantasy, Part One My name is Katie. I am a 17 year old female. I have enjoyed reading the stories in this group, and before my boyfriend decided to start cheating on me, we would read them together (and sometimes act them out). I decided that I have been "lurking" in this group long enough, and, with the help of a friend, I figured out how to do a posting. For the record, I am 5'8", about 128 pounds (don't tell anyone I told), medium- length blonde hair, which I usually pull back into a ponytail, and green eyes. And for those of you who really want to get a picture of me, my measurements are 36-24-34, and I wear a c-cup. I'm pretty proud of my body, especially my breasts (firm) and my legs (muscular). I suppose the standard disclaimers apply (although I am myself under 18). I certainly do not condone sex with a complete stranger, especially unprotected sex with a complete stranger, as is depicted in this story. This story is only a fantasy of mine. It never happened, although I think it would be a lot of fun to play seductress. Also, please mail katiew1@hotmail.com (my friend also helped me get a hotmail account, so my family's account wouldn't be flooded with messages from here: my dad would certainly be suspicious) to give me comments about this story, or maybe to share a fantasy or two of your own. So, without any further ado, Katie's Fun Fantasy, Part One I was at the library on a Friday night. How sad, I thought to myself, to be at the library on a Friday night, as if I didn't have anything else better to do. But I had a big report due Monday, and I hadn't even started on it. In fact, I hadn't even chosen my topic yet. So I found myself, a 17 year old high school junior, at the library. I gathered a few books to leaf through and sat myself down at a table. I was not-so-happily reading when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw an absolutely gorgeous guy walking through the stacks. He must have been in his late twenties or early thirties. He was tall with short blonde hair and looked very muscular. He was wearing this burgandy t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I was immediately attracted to him, and wanted to do something to get his attention. I stood up, leaving my books unattended, and walked into the same stack of books he was in, pretending all along to be looking at the books on the shelf. I acted as though I didn't even see him, then I bumped into him, pretty hard; hard enough to knock the books he was holding out of his hands. "I'm so sorry," I said, and I reached down to help him pick up his books. I saw some of the titles, and was surprised: SEXUAL TECHNIQUES, GUIDE TO ORAL SEX, SEXUAL POSITIONS TO TRY, HOW TO MAKE SEX FUN. Every book this guy was looking at was about sex! Wheels were turning in my head. I wanted this guy so badly, I could feel myself starting to get wet. So I came up with a lie. "Excuse me," I said, "but I was looking for this very book." I picked up the one called GUIDE TO ORAL SEX. "You were?" he asked. "Yes," I said. "Is there any way I could use it?" "I don't know. I really need it." "So do I. Tell you what, how about I come over to your house and take some notes out of it, then you can have the book." That was my way into his house. "Well, I guess that's okay. How old are you?" "Seventeen. How old are you?" "Thirty-four." I had the distinct feeling that my fantasy about an older man was about to come true. We walked together out to the parking lot, and I got in my car and followed him to his house. It was in a very posh neighborhood, and quite a big house for just one person. He told me he was not married and had no children, so he must have been quite well-off financially. I parked in his driveway and followed him into the house. We sat down at his kitchen table, and I took the book and pretended to take notes. The book was quite graphic. It included illustrations and pictures of couples performing oral sex on one another. Now I had had several serious boyfriends, and I enjoyed oral sex just as much as the next girl, so this book was making me even hornier than I was before. "Why did you need this book again?" he asked. "It's a report I'm doing for school, on the sexual activities of college students," I lied. "How about you interview me then? I mean, I was in college once." This was a dream come true. He was actually coming on to me. "Okay. Can you tell me something about your sexual activity when you were in college?" "I was very active. I had a lot of girlfriends, did some threesomes, even some orgies." "That sounds very exciting. I'll be going to college in two years...is this what I can expect?" "Absolutely." Now I got really bold. "Could you show me some of the things you did?" I got up and walked into the living room. I should say for the record that I was wearing a brown t-shirt (no bra underneath), a pair of jeans, and these yellow silk panties. I had my hair pulled back in a ponytail. He followed me into the living room. I turned around and faced him. When he got close to me, I took his hands and placed them up against the sides of my breasts through my t-shirt. He pressed gently into my breasts and I let out a slight moan. He removed his hands, and I reached down to pull off my t-shirt, but he stopped me. "Now Katie, I would love to see your gorgeous body, but I need to kiss you first." I had my first kiss in the eighth grade, and I had my fair share of kisses since then, but this was the best kiss I'd ever had in my life. It was fantastic. His tongue and my tongue swirled around in each other's mouths. It was so great. It must have lasted more than a minute. I was the one to break the kiss. I pulled back about four feet or so away from him, and reached down for my shirttail. I peeled it up and over my head, then threw it on the ground. My breasts were now revealed to him. He came toward me, reaching out to touch them, but I dropped to my knees before he had that chance. I unzipped his jeans and pushed them down, then tugged on his boxers. His cock was already hard. I ran my hand along his shaft which got a soft moan from him. I slowly moved my head in and popped the head of his cock into my mouth. Now I have given a few blowjobs, and while I'm no expert, I've never had any complaints either. He was running his hand through my hair while I sucked away at his cock. My right hand was wrapped around the shaft, and my left was playing with his balls. It didn't take long before I felt that he was about to cum. I pulled my mouth away and wrapped my hand around his cock. I leaned back a little and aimed his cock at my breasts while I jacked him off. He shot his cum all over my breasts. I laid back on the floor and slowly rubbed his cum into my tits, around my nipples, into the flesh, until it was all rubbed in. I stood up and walked him to the couch. He sat down, and straddled him pushing my tits into his face. He began to lick them, teasing my nipples. Finally, he ran his tongue along the nipple before taking it into his mouth. He sucked, hard, and soft. I threw my head back. I have very sensitive breasts, and it only took about five minutes of this treatment before I was in ecstasy. He laid down on the floor and I slowly lowered myself onto his face, facing him. He reached his hands up to my tits and rubbed them while he blew softly into my vagina. He let his tongue run across the folds of my pussy lips. My nipples were rock hard. His tongue entered my pussy and found my clit. I started to buck up and down on his face. "Make me cum...God, you're gonna make me cum." When he finally did, it was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had in my life. After that, I lifted myself up, moved down, and lowered myself slowly onto his cock. I leaned over so he could lick at my tits while we fucked. We started to develop a rhythm. I bounced quickly about six times, then would impale myself once. Over and over, until he said: "I'm gonna cum." "Me too," I said. We came together, and I could feel our juices mixing together in my pussy, running down my leg. That's my fantasy. Thanks for reading.