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Lara's Fantasy #1
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Lara's Fantasy #1
by
Gossamer Wasp
Fantasy One ***************
I was laying on the couch, on my left side with
my back to the backrest, wearing faded blue jeans
and a black T-shirt. Lara was in front of me,
with her back to me, with a loose, white T-shirt
covering her large bare breasts. She was naked
from the waist down and she was wiggling her big
ass, enjoying the sensation of my hard, upright,
denim-covered cock nestling between her naked ass
cheeks. My left arm was trapped under my body but
my right forearm was resting on her fleshy right
hip and the fingers of my right hand were
brushing through the black pubic hair over the
slit of her cunt.
"Tell me a fantasy," I said.
"Like what?" she asked.
"Something sexy," I said. "What's your favorite
fantasy when you're alone in bed at night,
masturbating?"
Lara shook her head, causing her black,
straight, shoulder length pageboy hair to swing
from side to side. I couldn't see her large, deep
brown eyes but I knew they showed alarm.
"Goss, I can't," she whispered.
I looked down at the bulge of my cock showing
through my jeans, half hidden in the crack
separating her round, fleshy buttocks. It
twitched. I moved my hips a bit, causing my cock
to slide up and down her crack. At the same time
I allowed the fingers of my right hand to brush
up and down between Lara's thighs, the left
edge of my forefinger barely grazing the lips of
her cunt. She whimpered.
"Yes you can," I said into her right ear, feeling
her whole body vibrate, her naked bottom pushing
back into my lap, her ass cheeks grasping at my
cock.
Past the coffee table in the immediate
foreground, the television muttered and flickered
in the gloom of the living room. To the right, an
easy chair fronted by a footrest loomed.
"What's your absolute best fantasy?" I insisted.
"The one that always makes you come? Maybe I can
make it come true."
"I don't think so," she said, continuing to rub
the skin of her ass against the denim covering my
slowly leaking cock. "You'd be jealous."
"Really?" I asked, perking up. "A fantasy is just
a fantasy, we don't have to make it come true.
Tell me about it and I promise I won't be
jealous. Cross my heart."
While Lara ruminated on this I put my
forefinger on her clitoris and began a gentle
circling motion. After awhile, I could feel body
heat rising up into the palm of my hand and a
sweet, viscous lubrication building up in her
cunt. I darted my finger inside her cunt for a
moment, then resumed a wetter, smoother stroking
of her clit. A sensual muskiness filled the air
and I could hear Lara breathing more heavily.
Into her right ear I whispered, "I'm going to
stick my cock up your ass."
In response, Lara moaned softly and pushed her
bare bottom tightly onto my cock. She was a
sucker for dirty talk. I unzipped my jeans and
painfully extricated my raging erection. With
some shifting of her hips and legs, I managed to
dip my cock into her amazingly hot, wet cunt and
pumped it in and out a few times.
"Oh, Goss, fuck me," she said into a pillow.
Pulling my hips back, I managed to free myself
from her cunt. Using my right hand to guide it, I
placed the tip of my circumcised cock at the
spongy opening of her anus and pushed forward
slowly until her ass was squeezing the head
tightly.
"Tell me your fantasy," I whispered. My right
forefinger was still massaging her clitoris. She
was pushing her ass back at my cock, trying to
get it inside her rectum while I was pulling
back, allowing only the head to penetrate.
"It happens right here in the living room," she
said. "You bring three of your friends... three
guys... home for supper and they sit here on the
couch and you sit over on the chair."
As a reward, I allow more of my cock to sink into
Lara's asshole, then start slowly and gently
fucking in and out of her body. At the same time,
my finger is becoming more and more familiar with
her clit. The sexy odor becomes stronger and her
liquid cunt becomes hotter.
"I'm wearing a white, see-through apron that
covers my tits and my thighs but there's nothing
at the back but the bow where it's tied," Lara
continued breathlessly. "While I'm serving them
supper on the coffee table, all of them feel my
bare bum. I can see you're watching but you don't
say anything about them feeling me up."
"Yes, go on," I said, allowing my cock to slide
up her ass to the root. I began tickling the
underside of her clitoris, which she seems to
like.
"You tell me the supper isn't any good," said
Lara. "You tell me I have to have a spanking.
You pull me over your lap so everyone can see my
bare bum up in the air and you spank
me...hard...for a long time. You spank me and
spank me."
Lara's last sentence coincided with two deep
thrusts of my cock, in and out of her asshole.
The month was July and I could feel that I was
soaked in sweat. Looking at Lara's back, I
could see perspiration droplets blossoming
through her white T-shirt.
"Does it hurt?" I asked softly, continuing to
fuck her ass.
"Yesss," she answered. "It hurts and it burns and
my bum is all red and stinging. You just keep
spanking me harder and harder until my whole rear
feels like it's on fire."
"Then what happens?" I asked.
"You push me down onto the carpet on my stomach
and all three of them stand over me and
masturbate until they all come all over my ass
and back."
At this point I had Lara almost onto her
stomach on the couch and I was stroking in and
out of her bottom with short, hard, angry
strokes.
"Did you like that?" I asked "Did you like them
coming all over you?"
"Yes, yes," she gasped.
"Then what happens?" I wanted to know.
"Then one of them decides he wants to fuck my
bum," she said clearly. "They all push me head
first over the coffee table and the one who wants
to fuck my bum gets behind me. He pushes his cock
all the way up my ass the first time and he
starts fucking me. And it hurts."
"Do you like it?" I gasped, slightly out of
breath.
"Yes. YES!" she said, fucking her ass onto my
cock.
"Then what?" I whispered in her ear, my cock
pistoning in her asshole. I was very near to
coming and I could feel Lara was about to
explode too.
"He fucks me and he fucks me and he fucks me,"
she breathed in rhythm with our own fucking. "He
fucks my bum and he fucks my bum and he fucks my
bum."
I'm sure my voice cracked when I said, "Yes???"
"After the first one comes in me, another one
takes his place and he decides to fuck my ass
again."
"Mmmmppphhh," I said.
"Then the second one comes in me and the third
one fucks me up the bum."
"And you like it," I prompted, about to come
myself.
"Yes!" Lara cried out.
"You like it," I said again.
"Yes, I like it, I like it!" Lara cried out.
"All of them fucking me in my ass. I like it, I
like it!"
I think I let go first, but it was close. As my
cock was gushing come up her ass, suddenly her
asshole clamped down hard on my cock, squeezing
it tighter and tighter. I experienced spasm after
spasm during the time her anal canal had an
intense grip on my cock. Eventually Lara
relaxed and my cock lay, erect, like a wooden
pole buried deep in her bottom.
When I returned to my senses, after minutes that
seemed like eons, I heard Lara say, "Leave it
up there, Goss. We'll watch Jay Leno, then I'll
tell you another fantasy, a better one."
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