The Mammoth Book of Women's Erotic Fantasies (13 page)

I imagine her wrapping her long muscular legs around Don while he rides her like a young colt. Me sitting on her face getting sucked by those big, fat lips, and then I’m gone on the
biggest sex fantasy I can dream up!

We’re still in the sauna when she looks straight at my tits and licks her lips. Then she looks right at my shaved cunt and sticks out her tongue, wiggles it, and makes a sucking noise.
Right about here my heart starts pounding with excitement and I think I’m gonna come on the spot! But I go deeper.

She stands up to leave the sauna, and I think she’s just been teasing me. Then she glances over her shoulder and says: “I’m in the first shower. You can join me if you
like.” I can hardly believe my ears. Is she saying what I think she’s saying? Is she inviting me to have sex with her? I lay in the sauna for a couple of minutes while my cunt squeezes
with excitement. Without giving it another thought, I follow her to the shower.

She’s soaping up, rubbing her nipples making them big and fat. She smiles and gives me the soap and I start to rub her all over. I keep imagining Don standing there watching us. This gets
me so wet and horny I think I’ll explode. I keep dreaming.

Soon I am on my knees, my face right in her snatch. I lick it all over, then part the folds and slip my tongue along her clitoris. I suck it right into my mouth. She starts to moan. So I reach
up and rub and squeeze and tug those big nipples on those oh so perfect tits. She loves it and grasping my head, grinds her cunt into my face so hard I can hardly breath. Then with a big moan she
shudders to a climax. When she recovers she pulls me to my feet and kisses me long and hard on the mouth. “Thank you,” she says, “That was wonderful. Now what can I do for
you?”

I can’t believe my ears. She’s asking what she can do for me? I’m thinking about Don and how much he’d enjoy watching what we’d just done so I take a chance and
say: “Well, I’m married and I’d love to take you home and give you to my husband for his birthday.”

“When’s his birthday?” she asks. “I hope it’s soon!”

“Ohhh,” I groan. “Three weeks! But maybe just as well, I can arrange for the kids to go to my parents for that weekend.”

“I’ll come to your party, but can’t I do something for you right now?” She asks, sliding her fingers into the folds of my dripping cunt. Before I know what’s
happening, her fingers are inside me and her mouth is on my nipples, biting and sucking like a hungry kitten at its mother’s teat. She pushes me against the wall of the shower and ravishes my
body. She chews and sucks long and hard on first one, then the other nipple, all the while her fingers playing with my clit and cunt. She has two fingers inside me, wiggling and thrusting while her
thumb rubs my clit and her mouth chews and sucks my tits. She brings me to the edge of climax, then says: “No way, not yet baby. I’m gonna give you the orgasm of your life.”

Her tongue leaves my nipples and licks its way to my cunt and those big fat brown lips suck my clitoris right into her mouth while her fingers work me inside. She has one hand on my tits,
pulling and twisting my nipples and one hand finger-fucking me with two fingers while she chews and sucks my clitoris is if it’s chewing gum. I bite my lip to stop myself screaming.
It’s such a curious mix of pain and pleasure. This young girl is a vixen!

I grab her head and press it into my snatch. In response, she sharply pinches each nipple then slaps and squeezes and scratches my arse, spreading the cheeks so wide I feel my anus open. Then,
without any hesitation, she slides her finger right inside and fucks me front and back. When her fingers are working in and out real good, she goes back to chewing my nipples, biting and stretching
them till I cry out in pain and explode with a shuddering climax. My knees give out. She presses me hard against the wall, her fingers deep in my cunt and anus and her teeth sunk into my
nipple.

“Wow! You are one experienced young lady,” I pant.

“I had an expert teacher,” she says coyly. “She’s about your age.” Then she takes my head in her hands and kisses me deeply on the mouth. “I just love doing
older women, and I’ll come to your husband’s party as long as you’ll let me do you every time I see you here.” I can’t believe my ears.

I imagine that after that day, Tanya and I meet regularly at spinning class. Between our “practice” sessions in the shower, we plan Don’s party, and go shopping for our
outfits. In my fantasy, I even go to her place a couple of times to work up our “routine”.

The day of Don’s birthday, I get him to drive the kids to my parents just before supper. When he gets home, I’m wearing a new black leather mini-skirt. It is so short it shows off my
garters and the tops of my net stockings. I wear a matching leather and fishnet corset-style bustier. The demi-bra holds my tits high and pushes them together while my nipples poke through the fish
net trim. Stiletto-heeled leather boots finish the costume.

“Holy shit! That’s some outfit!” exclaims Don. “I don’t know where to start.” In seconds his hands are all over me, rubbing me up and down, exploring every
inch of my costume. He slips his hand under my skirt and grabs my bare bum. I’m not even wearing a thong. “Is that costume made for fucking or what!” he says as he pushes me
against the wall, squeezing my arse, and kissing and nibbling my tits. Then the doorbell rings.

“Ohhh, that must be the pizza!” I say, knowing it is my special birthday treat for him. “You better get it, I don’t think I should go to the door dressed like
this.”

Don groans and tears himself from me. “Who needs pizza?”

I just smile and say: “I ordered your favourite.” The doorbell rings again. “Better get that. You don’t want it cold.” I can hardly contain my giggles. I am so
anxious to see Don’s reaction.

He answers the door, and sure enough there’s Tanya – holding three pizza boxes. She’s wearing a long leather coat open in the front so Don can see her matching outfit. He can
hardly believe his eyes. Here is a stunning young cocoa-brown vixen all dressed in a leather outfit just like his wife’s.

He fumbles in his pockets for the money, then calls to me: “Honey, do you have the cash?” I come down the hall and, right on cue, Tanya steps inside and closes the door firmly behind
her. As I take the boxes from her, she slips off her coat and lets it fall to the floor. Then she rubs her tits against Don’s chest and grabs his crotch saying: “Happy Birthday, Mr
President.” (Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you, Don has this thing about being called “Mr President.”)

She pulls him to her and locks him in a deep, French kiss. Just then, I sneak up behind him and start rubbing his butt and kissing the back of his neck. As he reaches round to grab me, I lock a
set of handcuffs round his wrists.

“Happy birthday, Don,” I whisper in his ear. “This is Tanya. She’s your birthday present. We have a little party planned for you.”

“Wow!” is all he can say.

Tanya and I lead him into the bedroom where I uncuff him. Tanya pushes him onto the bed, climbs on top of him and starts lap dancing. As she unbuttons his shirt with her teeth, I get his hands
over his head and cuff first one, then the other to the bedposts. By the time I’m finished, Tanya is licking his nipples.

“He’s ready!” I announce.

“He sure is!” she replies, as she unzips his fly and pulls out his erect cock. “Wow, you didn’t tell me he’s
that
big!” she says as she teasingly wraps
her big lips around the tip of his cock. While Tanya gets him started with a mini-suck, I pull off his trousers. Tanya works him up good. She licks his prick all the way from the base to the head,
then wraps her lips round the tip and sucks it until he tries to push it into her mouth. But before he can get it between her teeth, she pulls away, saying: “Un huh, not yet!” Then she
licks him up and down again, giving him little sucks all along the way.

Don just lies back, moaning, saying over and over: “Yes! Oh, yes!”

His panting gets really intense, the way it does just before he comes, when Tanya teases: “Not yet, lover boy, I want you to shoot your load like you’ve never shot it before!”
Then she jumps off the bed and starts to work me over.

Don groans as Tanya French kisses me, running her hands all over my body, squeezing first my tits then my arse. When she starts licking and sucking my tits, Don cheers like he’s watching a
football match! “You go, girl! Give it to her!” Then she slips her hand under my skirt and starts to work my cunt with her magical fingers. Don cheers like a goal has just been scored!
“Yeah! Hip-hip hooray! Make her want it! I wanna hear her beg!”

Tanya unzips my skirt and it falls away exposing my freshly shaved snatch. She runs her hands over my hips and falls on her knees in front of me, teasing my clit with her tongue. More wild
cheers from Don!

By now my pelvis is circling wildly and I’m rubbing myself all over. But my fantasy girl makes me wait while my fantasy creates more conversation. “I’ve got a surprise for you!
Don’s not the only one getting a birthday treat!” Tanya says. “Time for pizza!”

Tanya opens the first pizza box and pulls out a short black leather cat o’ nine tails whip. She starts stroking herself with it. “You wanna get bum-fucked while Don watches? Or shall
I just whip you?”

“You better not hurt her,” says Don, from the bed. Tanya groans. “Well, make it hurt, but don’t – you know – mark her,” he adds.

“Don’t you worry, lover boy. I know all about your spanking parties! She can take it. Besides, I’m an expert whip handler.”

“Wow!” Exclaims Don. “This is turning out to be one wild birthday party! Donna, sweetheart, I love you.”

Crack. Tanya snaps the whip across the bed, narrowly missing Don! “Bend over the foot of the bed, sweetie,” she says to me, purring like a cat as she strokes the strands of the whip
with her long fingernails. “You’ll like it. I promise. Now be a good girl and bend over.” And, to make sure I understand, she gives my arse a playful slap with the whip.
“Now that didn’t hurt, did it?” she purrs. “Bend over!” The purr changes to a slight growl. I obey.

I lean over the foot of the bed, letting my tits dangle where Don can see them and position my head so we can look into each other’s eyes. I love his eyes – and will do anything he
asks when he looks at me the right way. Then Tanya starts. She strokes my arse a couple of times with the whip. “Mmm, you have such a nice creamy white-girl butt. Let’s see how red I
can make it!” Then she snaps the whip across my ass. A cry escapes my lips and my hips jerk of their own will. Don sucks in his breath. She goes easy and only gives me a few lashes.

Don lies back on the bed, rolling his head from side to side, saying over and over: “Oh, wow!
Wow
! Oh, what a pair of vixens. Whoa! Ouch! Oh! What a picture!” And I swear his
erection grows an inch. I imagine us looking like something from an S&M porn film, what with Tanya all dressed in her leather outfit and me bent over the bed getting whipped. I imagine this is
the most exciting moment of Don’s life. Even more exciting than when he bought his first Harley. This makes me feel so special.

After about ten lashes, tears are trickling down my cheeks. “Ooh, that’s a nice red arse,” says Tanya as she kneels behind me and starts kissing and licking my behind,
murmuring: “That didnt hurt too bad, did it?” I think I will explode. The mixture of pain and tenderness is indescribable. She slips her tongue along my anus and pushes her thumb inside
it while her fingers work my clit. “Nice! What a nice tight arsehole you have. I’m gonna get it ready for Don. Would you like that, Don?” she teases as she pulls out her thumb and
dances over to him, circling her hips inches from his head. “Or would you rather lick me?” she asks, as she unzips her skirt and it falls to the floor, revealing her big shiny, shaved
cunt. Then she slips her finger inside herself, slathers it with juice, and holds it just out of reach of Don’s mouth. He lifts his head and licks the air with his tongue, but she won’t
let him taste it, taking it into her own mouth and sucking it herself. Then she finger-fucks herself a couple of times, pulls her finger out and lets him suck it. He lifts his head right off the
pillow and sucks that finger like a baby at its mother’s breast. “Or would you rather watch me and Donna suck each other?” she says as she pulls her finger away from him and
dances back to me.

I start to stand up and she snaps the whip across my arse. “You stay put, girl.” She commands. Ten more lashes and I am crying and begging, and she is once again all over my behind
with her licks and kisses, her thumb up my anus and her fingers rubbing my clit. Then I feel something strange inside my cunt – fucking me in and out – and I realize she is fucking me
with the whip handle. She pulls her thumb out of my anus and thrusts two fingers deep inside. I start to buck and pant like I have just finished a race. Between pants, I scream: “Oh,
yeees
!” and rub and pinch my nipples.

Don struggles in the handcuffs and Tanya brings me once again to the edge of orgasm.

“Oh, give it to me, give it to me, fuck me, Tanya.”

Don is once again cheering like a football fan. “Make her beg! Make her beg!” No sooner do I scream than Tanya stops fucking and licking me and pulls the whip handle out of me.
“What did you say, white girl?”

“Oh, Tanya, fuck me. Give it to me.”

The whip stings me, right across my butt.

Fifteen lashes this time before the tears come and I beg her. “Oh, stop, please stop. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”

“I think you’re ready now,” she says, and she brings me round to the bed. “Straddle him. Rub your clit on his prick, but don’t let him inside.” And she lashes
me with the whip.

I do as I am told. Don is groaning and really struggling in the handcuffs. I lower my hot, dripping cunt towards his big fat rock-hard prick and he cries: “Oh, sweetheart, fuck me! Fuck
me! Fuck me” And I start to press myself onto his prick that is standing up straight as a flagpole.

“Oooh – you’re both good ‘n ready!” croons Tanya. “But you’re not gonna get it just yet. Don’t you fuck him, girl.” And the whip cracks hard
across my vulva.