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We were lying in bed, naked, intertwined, sated from our lovemaking. Sheri snuggled her head deep into my chest, breathing in my scent and sighed.
“Mmmm, that was wonderful.”
“Thank you,” I said. “Believe me, it was my pleasure.”
She laughed softly as a self-satisfied grin crossed my face.
“You’re silly.”
“Who me? Never.”
Sheri draped her leg over mine, drawing herself even closer into my embrace.
“Do you ever have fantasies? You know, sexual ones?”
This was an area we had never really explored in our relationship before, so I felt I had to tread cautiously.
“Well, sometimes.” I said. “You know men think more about sex than women do. I guess I do have some fantasies. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t love you,” I added as much in defense as in explanation.
She laughed her soft laugh again, circling a fingertip through the hair around my nipple.
“I’m not accusing you of anything, I was just wondering.”
After a short silence she said, “What is your favorite fantasy?”
I quickly pondered the possible impact of the revelation I was about to make, and decided to plunge forward.
“Well” I said. “I guess that like most men, I have had a longtime fantasy about being with two women.”
“Hmmm” she said.
For a while, we lay there in silence, neither commenting, just enjoying the intimacy of the moment.
“I have fantasies too.”
Again I felt uneasy, unsure of how to proceed.
I grunted a noncommittal “Uh huh”.
“Well, I don’t know if it qualifies as a fantasy. It’s really a dream I used to have when I was a teenager”.
“You see, I used to baby-sit a lot when I was in High School. One of the couples I babysat for was very attractive. He was very handsome, tall with sandy blonde hair, muscular without being gross. She was slightly taller than me, with shoulder length dark hair, thin, but not terribly. She always dressed wonderfully. The dresses that she wore were very flattering to her and I thought that she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen”.
“They would always stay out late on Friday nights, not getting in until almost midnight. Their kids were easy. They were well behaved and by the time they got home, the kids had long been in bed. The husband would always give me a ride home. It was an easy way to make twenty dollars.”
I chuckled to myself, sure of where this was going.
“So you used to dream about him huh? The husband seducing the babysitter? Maybe having him be the first man you had ever been with?” I laughed. “Well, I must admit that I’ve had my share of teenage babysitter fantasies”.
I could feel her smile as she pressed her face against my chest.
“Well, not exactly.”
My interest was piqued. “Well, what exactly?”
“Well, like I said, it’s just kind of a dream I used to have when I was a teenager. I’m kind of embarrassed by it.”
I reached over and turned out the light. Darkness flooded the room.
“Tell me”, I said.
I could feel the hesitation in her, but she sighed and began.
“Well, one night, she calls and asks me to come and baby sit. When I get there, she tells me that her husband is out of town, and she has some errands she needs to run. I should put the children to bed at their normal time, and she would be back before it was too late.”
“It is a pretty quiet night. The kids are great and go to bed when they are supposed to. I am sitting on the couch when she comes home.”
“She sits beside me for a few minutes, making small talk about the kids, the weather, my school. Then she seduces me.”
Sheri got quiet, but I wanted to hear more. “She seduces you”, I asked. “Just like that?” “How exactly do you mean?”
“You want me to go into detail?”
“Yes”, I said
I could feel her pulling the sheet up tight around her until only her head was uncovered. Again, she sighed heavily and in a quiet voice, almost a whisper, she continued.
“Well, like I said, we are just talking. Suddenly she leans over and kisses me on the mouth. I am surprised to say the least, and I move back. Before now, I have only been kissed by boys and I am confused. It doesn’t feel bad, and she actually kisses better than most of the boys. She smiles and moves forward again, planting her lips on mine. This time I don’t resist and I can feel the soft warmth of her lips on mine.”
“She continues to kiss me, planting her lips on my cheeks, eyelids, ears and neck. I am beginning to breathe rapidly. I have never felt this way before. She returns her mouth to mine and I gasp uncontrollably when I feel her hand touch my breast through my shirt. Her tongue sneaks inside my open mouth and begins to play inside. I respond, and our tongues dance like two lovers.”
“Our mouths separate and I can feel her hand unbuttoning my shirt. I feel helpless to resist. In my mind I am struggling to fight these feelings, but my will seems to have vanished.”
“Pulling my shirt off of my shoulders, she reaches behind me and opens my bra. She does this so quickly and skillfully that I don’t notice it until I feel her fingers lightly pinch my very hard nipples. I gasp again at the feeling, and her mouth and tongue return to mine.”
“I arch my back as her hands gently massage my breasts, her fingers pinching at my nipples. She kisses down my neck and across the top of my breasts. I am quivering, overcome with the sensations when her lips find my nipple. Slowly she takes the hard little bud into her mouth, her tongue playing across the areola.”
“I am very excited, and I begin to feel a moistness in my panties. I have never been this excited before and I feel her hand beginning to play down my belly, heading for the building heat in my tight jeans.”
“Her mouth continues to suck and lick my nipples until they are swollen as large as they have ever been. I can feel the tingles going from my nipples right to my pussy. Suddenly, I feel her fingers caress my pussy through my jeans. I grab her hand as the electric shock of her touch radiates through me, not knowing whether to force her away or to press it harder into me.”
Sheri began to move in the bed next to me, as if she was unable to stay still at the thought of her fantasy.
“I do neither, just holding her by the wrist as she caresses me up and down. Her hands are soon reaching for the button of my jeans, easing the zipper down and exposing my panties.”
“By this time, I am laying on my back, and she is on top of me. I feel her working my jeans down my legs, and I kick off my shoes to help her. I am completely hers now. I will allow her to do whatever she wants with me.”
“As my jeans come off my feet, her hand resumes stroking my mound, now covered only by a thin cotton layer. I am moaning almost constantly and my panties are now very wet. Her mouth releases my nipple and she begins to kiss slowly down my belly. Each kiss sends shivers throughout my body and seems to radiate from my pussy.”
“I can feel her warm breath growing closer and closer to my mound and I find myself worrying. No one has ever been that close to me there. I feel her hands tugging at my panties and automatically I lift myself off the couch and she slips them quickly off my legs.”
“I hear her say ‘Mmmm’ almost to herself as she lowers her face to my pussy. She breathes deeply, taking in my scent. ‘You smell so sweet’, she says.”
“I don’t know what to say and just kind of sigh. I don’t know what she is going to do next (but I really do), and my knees seem to raise themselves, parting my legs slightly.
I feel her place her tongue at the base of my slit. Slowly she works it upwards, licking me as one would lick an ice cream cone. As she reaches my nub, she flicks it with the tip of her tongue sending a jolt through me that raises me off the couch and shoves my crotch into her face.”
“As if this is the sign that she has been waiting for, she literally dives into my pussy, licking everywhere, in and out, paying special attention to my clit.”
I could tell that Sheri was getting excited. Her breath was coming in short gasps and her whisper was more and more breathless. She continued.
“I begin to come. I have never had an orgasm like this before. It’s not like rubbing myself off in the shower. It is explosive, massive and continuous. I feel my body thrashing around on the couch, but my mind is far away, totally occupied with the pleasure coursing through my body.”
“This goes on and on. I totally lose track of time. Finally I feel myself beginning to come down, slowly settling back into myself and I open my eyes. She smiles at me from the ‘v’ between my legs then raises herself to me and kisses me. I can taste what can only be me on her lips.”
“That’s the point where I generally work up”, she said.
By this time, it was more than my interest that was piqued. Listening to her fantasy had made my cock hard and throbbing. I reached over and found that her pussy was sopping, the inside of her thighs wet with her juices.
Rolling her on to her side, I entered her from the rear, sliding the length of my cock into her wetness in one stroke. She raised her leg and arched it back over mine and began to stroke her clit as I hammered into her. Soon, I could tell that she was beginning to come. Her pussy began to throb and clench against my cock and I could hold out no longer. She moaned loudly as her own orgasm seized her and I began to pump hot spurts of semen into her.
Soon we were spent, and I pulled her closer to me, keeping my cock inside her till it shriveled and fell out of its own accord, allowing our combined juices to leak out.
“Wow”, I said. “Maybe you should tell me your fantasies more often.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gv64qf/tit_for_tat_part_1_of_3_mf
Well done