Fantasy Girl

My hands trembled with each clacking my shoes made across the lobby floor. “I should have changed,” I thought, but leaving from work was the only option. The elevator button light was mesmerizing while I rested deep in my imagination, wondering what this would be like. The elevator door opening startled me out of my play-by-play and I appropriately pushed the button for floor 69. Rapping on the door led to a soft invitation from a voice within. She requested that I hang the sign on the doorknob, remove my coat, loud shoes… then sit.

My thoughts were moving so fast. I needed to feel the rush of a woman across my body and here I was, gripping the upholstery with my sweaty hands like it was a middle school dance.

She walked out of the bathroom and was not what I was expecting. In my play-by-play she was blonde… but her hair was dark as the satin robe she wore. She was exotic.

“Let’s begin.” She said standing in the middle of the room, letting her robe drop to the floor exposing her fit naked body… “In that box, you will find wigs, jewelry, clothes, shoes, and lingerie. We will begin here, make me your fantasy woman.” I decided she was not a blonde, but she could be red. I handed her an auburn bobbed wig and she flipped her long dark hair into it and stood back up as a redhead. I further adorned her with emeralds, black lace lingerie, crotch-less panties and the sexiest pair of heels I could find.

“Now then, how should I speak?” She demanded, “as you do now madam,” I replied. I could not think of anything sexier than a woman who spoke with ownership and power. I wanted her to take power of my cock. “let’s move to the sitting area. Here you will find whatever toy or accessory you would like. My body is your playground.” My trembling had to be obvious as I reached for an anal plug, dildo and a satin sash. She obliged.

She said, “we begin here in the sitting room, then go where you please, may we begin?” “absolutely, yes.” Before I could inhale again, she began lubing the plug. She turned around and bent over in front of me, rubbing the glistening lube on her round ass pulling the crotch-less panties further apart and slowly pushed it in. I could see her body pulling it out of her fingers- she let out a satisfied moan.

“Would you like to use this on me? Or watch me use it on myself?” She implied about the dildo. “I’ll watch first,” I replied. She sat on the ottoman and placed the red soles of her shoes at my chest. I could see her smooth, pink pussy. Reaching down with one hand she gently caressed her full lips, ever so slightly dipping her fingers deeper inside of herself with every stroke. Each time she pulled her fingers out, they glistened. The dildo was bigger than me, but I didn’t care, I wanted to watch her pleasure herself. She leaned her head back like a Greek goddess taking in a warm grape and slid the dildo in and out of her mouth before she pushed it into her cunt. I watched eagerly with every thrust, her pussy gripped the dildo and grew wetter and more blushed. She threw her head back and moaned deeply, pulled out the dildo and rubbed her clit to orgasm, squirting and adding to how wet she was.

I was raging inside and wanted to dive straight into her, face first. But she was my fantasy, anything I wanted was right in front of me, and I needed it to last. I pulled her wrists up and tied them with the satin sash, led her into the bathroom and tied her to the shower curtain rod. I left every thread of clothing on her except shoes- and turned on the water. The steam rolled off of her body and the droplets bounced from her smooth skin with fervor. She moaned and writhed her hips like her pussy was aching for me. I twisted her around making her helpless to gravity and her bound hands. She lifted a leg onto the side of the shower and said “suck on my clit, you know you want to taste it. I saw your mouth watering for it as soon as you walked into the room.” I could not resist. I spread her full lips apart, exposing the inviting throb between her legs and pushed my fingers inside. She leaned her head back and didn’t notice I had dropped to my knees. I pulled her clit between my lips and began finger fucking the hell out of her. Her body quaked with every deep thrust back while her clit pulled her forward deeper into my mouth. She managed to slip out of her bondage and push me back into the wall. She knelt down in front of me and took my cock in her hand. Looking up at me she said “how do you want me to do this? Do you want a tease and gentile flick, like this? A swirly dance of the tongue at the frenum, like this…? Or do you want to fuck my throat like this?” I grabbed her by the wig- that subsequently was thrown out of the shower, then wrapped my hands in her dark hair and thrust into her throat, forcing sounds out of her mouth that sent vibrations down to my toes.

She grabbed my balls and tugged slightly, then pulled away. I could have cum at any moment and she knew that. She left the shower, leaving a trail of soaked black lace along the way and made it to the bed.

She bent over and said, “fuck me, I know that’s what you want to do… just man up and fuck the hell out of me.” Her juices fell from between her legs onto the floor, “fuck me, like your little fuck doll, now!” she yelled. She needed my cock as bad as I needed her pussy. I wrapped her hair around my hand like reins and pushed as deep into her as I could. Thrusting with intensity watching her gorgeous ass bouncing off of me, making its own rhythm…I felt a warming in her wet pussy-I wanted to cum, again she knew.

She turned around and pushed me to the floor, sat her soaking wet pussy on my mouth and said, “I want to feel you throbbing before you cum all over my face,” then she took all of me in. Her tongue was flat, and my head was at her throat, she barely rocked her head, but she created a tight suction on my cock, and made it feel as though she was trying to swallow it. I sucked on her clit and fucked her delightful pussy with my tongue until she raised up in satisfaction, then I could not hold back. I came with such a force that I saw purple dots when I closed my eyes. My fantasy woman inched beside me and wiped the cum off of her face, it was dripping off of her hard nipples and running down her quaking thighs. She finished by licking my warm cum off of her fingers and grinning. The small amount that had made its way out of my now exhausted, flaccid dick…she licked off as she walked into the bathroom. She said, “you know the rules.” I laid there for a moment in delight. This was the rush I needed. I gathered my things and left.
I prolonged my already long commute and getting home late from work was not uncommon. When I walked into my bedroom, I saw my wife already asleep. I quietly crept into the bathroom to wash my evening of bliss off, trying to not wake her or the kids. I had to move soaking wet black lace lingerie that was drying on the curtain rod before getting in the shower. An auburn wig was dried and stored next to the vanity, along with freshly polished Louboutins. Next to my toothbrush was a card that read:

Floor 69, one month from today. The room is booked, pencil it in. Can’t wait to be your fantasy
girl again. Thanks for the ride.

-your loving wife

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