An afternoon fantasy…
Her clear dark skin and black eyes were framed by tendrils of black hair that curled down each side of her round face — I watched her from across the room and as she went about her business imagined full round breasts under her loose sweater; as she turned, I imagined a red silk thong under her tight black dress pants.
fantasy for her…
Simone broke the seal of the envelop and inside was a white card. She removed the card, read it and as she passed it to me, she cooed — in beautiful hand-written script, the card read:
As much a matter of fantasy as fact…
Although you are by no means inhibited, your amorous adventures are as much a matter of fantasy as fact.
Buying sex toys
She was matter of fact with her questions about harnesses and dildo size and was very attentive as the young woman demonstrated how everything fit together; it was obvious the couple wasn’t upgrading but trying something for the first time. They would talk but it seemed he was deferring to her; not in a submissive way but rather as an observer
Sand, surf and sex
If she moves her hand away, would it reveal a perfectly trimmed pussy with lips slightly open, wet, and waiting for my cock? Shifting her other hand, and letting her arm fall to the side, would it show nipples that are erect and hard? A hand intertwined in her raven hair; pulling her head back exposing her neck to hungry kisses — would her inviting smile surrender to the moans of desire as her green eyes widen with my cock deep inside her, as I fucked her with abandon?