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Dirty Dreams
by Anonymous (1991)
***
I love to fantasize about having swift, anonymous sex.
Being a housewife, my experiences are rather confined,
but I still manage to find some objects for my
fantasies. (MF, wife, cheat, dream)
***
The other day we had the plumber come over to fix the
pipes in the basement. He was a tall, good looking man
in his 30's. Very friendly. I came down with a beer for
him.
Thinking about him later, I saw myself in a sheer
nightie when he arrived. Looking at myself in the
mirror, I could see right through the thin material and
see my bushy pubic hair and my thick red nipples.
I got out a beer and took it down to him, calling him
on my way down the steps so he would look up and see my
tits bouncing as I moved down, and so he could see what
I was wearing.
"I bet you're getting all sweaty working down here. I
brought you a beer."
I stood before him with my tits sticking out, the big
red nipples nearly popping through the nightie. I could
see his eyes roaming over me, glancing at my round
belly and the dark hair between my legs.
I could see the effect I was having on him. He had
tight jeans and they were starting to bulge at the
crotch. I smiled at him.
"Does that taste good?" I asked him. He nodded his head
and I said, "I have something that tastes even better."
And then I lifted the hem of my nightie and showed him
my fat, hairy cunt. His eyes bulged out at that and I
reached for his long, curly hair and pulled his head to
my pussy.
"Eat me! Shove your tongue inside my cunt and suck up
those juices, come on!
Come on and fuck me, stud... let's see how you can fix
my pipes."
And then I stretched out on the cold basement floor.
But I wasn't cold. I was burning up. My eyes were
bulging as I looked at his huge prick hovering over me.
I screamed for him to shove it in and he did, ramming
right up my cunt and stuffing me with cock. I groaned
and shivered and clung to him, wrapping my legs around
his muscular ass, spurring him to fuck me harder and
harder.
But that stud plumber isn't the only one I fantasize
about. Next door to our house are the Millers. They
both work, but he works a night shift at his factory
and so he's home during the day.
I imagine going over to see him to borrow, what else?-a
cup of sugar. He asks me if I know anything about bad
backs and I tell him I'm an expert masseuse.
Then he strips off his clothes and I take mine off to
be more comfortable and agile. I squatted over his
naked back, letting my pussy scratch over his ass.
Then I massage his shoulders, neck and back, moving
down with circular kneading motion till I've reached
the small of his back.
I shift back from his ass, pressing my pussy to one of
his thighs, rubbing my dripping cunt juices into his
skin and making him tremble. I move my hand in between
his buttocks and feel his hairy crotch, reaching in
till I touch his asshole and scratch at his balls. It's
a wonderful sensation and I know that I'm turning him
on.
Then without warning, he flips over and his rock hard
slippery looking cock is sticking up at me like a thick
sword. That's when I lose myself, I don't care that I'm
married and have a child, I don't care about diseases,
or consequences, I grab it! I work it back and forth a
few times before I mount him. His greasy cock swells
inside my tight hot pussy and I ride him like my life
depends on it.
He cums first, but I'm not far behind him; when his
hips jerk I groan just knowing that another man other
than my husband is filling my unprotected cunt with his
hot sticky cum. But I'm totally beyond caring now, all
I want to do is feel him cumming in me, smell his hot
cum as it gushes our around his cock as we fuck each
other.
Then, our hearts pounding, I collapse on to his chest,
panting for breath...
**
So anyway, it's hard for me to see Mr. Miller in real
life now after my very vivid fantasies about him.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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