Fantasies

Entry for June 18, 2006

Fantasies. We all have them. Some may be a little too prudish to admit to them, but yes we all have them, even us “good girls”! So here’s mine. Fantasy or reality? You decide!

A wonderful hour spent with a true gentleman. He is so soft and gentle with me, always sure to please me before he allows me to return the favor. Our first orgasm met, still 2 hours to enjoy each other’s company. I know he loves surprises so this one I planned just for him. Ok, I lied…this time it’s ALL about me!

A knock on the door. It startles him a little but I did imply that this meet would far surpass any other. Naked, both he and I, I walk to the door, a slight jump to my step! The honored guest has arrived. Looking as sexy as ever there was only one problem….one of us 3 was way over dressed. I wanted to jump right in for the action as Belle tends to get a little over excited at the best of times but felt the need to, at the very least, introduce one to the other.

I can feel the awkwardness in the room. I have felt this before but Belle is usually quick to ease such a situation. Of course, the events that were about to take place would be a first for all of us, and given the nature of those involved I knew this would take a little more “Belle Magic” than usual. A drink. Alcohol will be sure to loosen up any anxieties. I pour a drink for each of us and begin by taking the lead.

First it is important to lay the ground rules. The guest of honor makes a speech about what is about to take place, to be clear we are all on the same page. And on with the fun! I know both very well and just what gets them going. I know that kissing is the key here. Not to mention a few oral skills I have to share. There is something so very erotic about knowing that a sexual experience, while enjoyed by all, has me as the main focus. To know that both of them are here for the intention of totally pleasing me, to make my fantasy a reality.

An oral delight I am giving as I feel the small of my back being kissed with soft wet lips. It is these small things that tend to leave me breathless, yearning for that experience for weeks after. The feel of his hair as it gently wisps across my stomach. The look in his eyes! I always try to remember just how he looks at me. Not when we first meet but when we are in the midst of a passionate moment. My legs begin to tremble in anticipation. I turn my attention to those soft lips, feeling the need to have them pressed against mine. There is another turn on for me. The tongue, wet and playful with mine. I love to taste the kiss, this part is so overlooked! Can you describe how a kiss tastes? Most cannot but to me it has a very distinctive taste.

How he kisses tells a story. It tells me how excited he is to be having his way with me. It tells me how bad he wants me. If he touches my face, my neck and my hair as he kisses me I know he has let go of everything and it is only he and I, or in this case the 3 of us! 3 bodies, completely bare and the temperature begins to rise. The awkwardness is gone now and I take notice of how the breathing patterns have changed. Small moans, mostly from me but I do notice the panting and realize we are ready to engage in that fantasy.

How do you know when first trying a sexual position, just how to get it right? All I can say here is pornographic movies were a big help in just how we were to do this. Sure you can envision it a certain way in your mind when you’re imagining these fantasies, but the reality is that size and shape truly make a difference in the position!

I get on all fours on the bed. I can feel my wetness oozing between my thighs. He slides himself underneath me, his legs on the floor and his back resting on the bed. I have him straddled and I look into his eyes. He is well prepared for this moment, wanting it almost as badly as I. The other in our party makes their way to the end of the bed. I sit up to allow his arms to wrap around my chest. I lean back and rest my head on his chest as he fondles my breasts. As I grind my hips I turn to kiss him one last time before we begin our journey. I feel those fingers working their way around my behind, caressing my thighs and spreading my wetness. I slide myself onto the very erect penis below me. The erotica that takes place from here I will leave to your imaginations. I can tell you that it was so hot that I demanded a rematch! 2 hours later, lifeless, completely drained and oh so sweetly wet I lay with a cigarette and the biggest smile on my lips. I can only say that my wildest dreams have now become my wildest reality. Who says that fantasies should remain just that? I will never forget this experience and am so glad to have had such wonderful company! A repeat? Oh yes!!! Again, and again and……..

Thanks to both of you for giving to me the way you did and always do!