Blowjob Fantasy

This story follows on, in a way, from the events in Performance Review, but you can enjoy it on its own too!

Dave could tell something was up with Barb as soon as she came in the door. She was late home, which wasn't unusual for a newly appointed head of HR for a large company. But there was an energy and an urgency in the way she shrugged off her coat and kicked her shoes off that was different. As she crossed the living space of their newly-rented house to where he was relaxing on the couch, he admired her. At 5'10 she was only just shorter than him. She'd played basketball for her college team and still played casually on weekends. Her body had kept the lithe, muscled physique of an athlete, with legs that went all the way. Her chest was flat - she was a proper beanpole - but mostly that didn't bother Dave.

She sank down next to him, and he noticed a wildness in her eyes as she took his hands in hers. "I did it," she said.

"Did what?" Dave asked, raising an eyebrow?

"The thing we talked about last week," Barb replied.

Dave's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh. Right. THAT thing. Oh my god, Barb!"

***

A week ago...

They were lying in bed, naked. Barb was running her fingers across Dave's broad, smooth chest, while Dave was lightly caressing the inside of Barb's thighs. "Tell me a fantasy," Dave whispered. They'd started doing this a couple of months ago, and it had spiced up their sex life wonderfully.

"Hmm. OK, here's one I've had for a while," Barb said, shifting her body slightly and moving her fingers down Dave's chest towards his groin.

"I blow a random guy. Maybe someone I meet in a bar, or a co-worker in the office but I don't know his name. There's no talking, or not much anyway. Maybe I follow him into the men's room, or get him alone in the janitor's closet. I tell him to drop his pants and get his dick out. If he hesitates I get on my knees so he's in no doubt about what's going to happen."

"When it's out I start sucking it. His dick starts getting harder as I suck and stroke it, and I can feel it filling my hand and my mouth. It's hard in what feels like seconds. It's big. Thick too. I work it in and out of my mouth. I look up at his face and I can see he's enjoying it."

"That's hot, Barb," Dave whispered. His fingers had moved from her thighs and he was gently stroking her pussy. "Tell me more. Do you deep throat him?"

"I try, but it's too big and I can't get it all down. I gag and have to pull it out for a moment. Then I start wanking him into my mouth, making sure that the head of his dick hits my tongue with each stroke. He likes that, too, because he starts to moan."

"Wow." Dave had nudged a finger just inside Barb's pussy and she gasped slightly. "Where do you let him cum?"

"On my chest. I can tell that the load is about to come and I pull it out of my mouth. I point it towards my chest and keep stroking it good and fast. It swells and then spurts a big stream of cum. I'm wearing a low-cut top and it hits my bare skin and starts sliding down. Several more ropes spit out before it's done. I stand up, some random guy's semen plastering my chest and running on to my top. I don't look at him, don't say a word. Just turn and leave. And come straight back home and tell you all about it, about what a slut I've been."

"You are a slut, but you're my slut. Now fuck me, Barb!"

The next morning at breakfast Barb looked at Dave from behind her bowl of museli. "You know that fantasy from last night? What if we made it come true?"

Dave grinned back.

***

"Yep, THAT thing!" Barb grinned. "It was fucking hot. And now to complete the fantasy I'm going to tell you all about how I just sucked the mailroom clerk's dick. Upstairs. Now."

They both scrambled up the stairs to the bedroom. "Get naked," Barb commanded as she started to do the same. Her pants and blouse hit the floor and then she stripped off her panties, revealing a neatly trimmed landing strip of hair. Dave had thrown off his t-shirt and shorts and was stripping off his boxers, revealing a meaty cock that was well on the way to being fully erect, when he noticed something on Barb's tits. "On your chest, is that...?"

"Yes, babe. That's another man's cum that's dried on my tits. Do you want to hear about how it got there? About what a little slut I was today?"

"Yes I do. I want you to tell me everything," Dave panted.

"Then lie back for me," Barb answered. Dave did as he was told and Barb sat straddling her husband's thighs, her pussy positioned an inch or two from Dave's erection as she admired his lean, muscled body.

"There's a new guy at work," she began. "Young, can't be more than 18 or 19. He works in the mailroom and I noticed him after our little talk last week. I checked the roster for the mailroom and saw he was working back today to make up for coming in late last week. So once most people had left, I went down there."

"Sure enough he was alone. He didn't see me come in the mailroom at first, so I had a moment to prepare. I was feeling so horny at the thought of it, but really nervous too. Like, what if he said no. Fantasy is one thing, but reality doesn't work then same way, right? Anyway, I went up to him and he saw me and stopped what he was doing. I said to him, 'It's Cody, right?' He said, 'Yes' and I asked him if he knew who I was. He said he didn't so I said, 'I'm the head of HR. So if you do what I'm going to tell you to do, you'll have a great time and you'll keep your job. OK?' I felt bad threatening him like that, but also the power thing felt hot."

Dave was listening in rapt attention, his dick twitching with arousal as he gazed up at his beautiful wife.

"He nodded, so I told him to undo his belt, drop his pants and get his dick out. I unbuttoned my blouse and that felt so hot. Not just because I was getting my tits out, but because I was getting ready for him to cum on them."

"Were you getting wet?" Dave asked.

"So wet, and I hadn't even started. When I'd undone my blouse I got down on my knees and took hold of his dick. I felt so damn horny and so damn dirty. I stroked it for a moment, and it felt so good as it swelled up. I barely knew this guy's name and here I was with his dick in my hand. It was a good size, too, once it got hard. Then I leaned forward and put it in my mouth."

Dave was stroking himself now. "Fuck Barb, I can't believe it. You actually did it!"

"I really did! It tasted and smelt different to yours. Not bad, just different. I went to work on it the same way I do on you, keeping my lips nice and tight and bobbing up and down. Except it wasn't your dick, it was someone else's! And I kept thinking how horny you'd get when I came home and told you about it. Is this turning you on?"

"Fuck yeah, Barb. My dick is so hard right now. I can picture you with this guy's cock in your mouth and god it's hot.

"I was a perfect little slut, Dave. I just gobbled on that dick, licking and stroking and sucking. I wanted to make sure there were lots of juicy details to tell you. God my pussy is so wet telling you about it. I need you inside me."

Barb lifted herself up, taking hold of Dave's dick and sliding it inside her. She settled down on to it and continued the story, moving her hips gently back and forth.

"I licked his balls, Dave. I got a load of spit on my tongue and slobbered all over his hairy ball sack. I sucked each one into my mouth while I wanked on his cock and then I rubbed his spit-covered balls on my face."

"Oh my fucking god, babe. That is so fucking hot," Dave said. His head was spinning. A fantasy actually come to life. He looked up at her a pictured a guy standing over her while she sucked him off, and he almost shot his load. "Slow down, babe. I want to hear the end of the story before I cum."

Barb stopped fucking him. "I'm nearly done, gorgeous. He didn't last too much longer. I don't think he's had a lot of sex, and he definitely hasn't had a married woman go down on him before. I'd put his dick back in my mouth and was sucking it hard when I felt his body stiffen. I looked up at him and said, 'Are you gonna cum?' He grunted, 'Uh huh,' and I pulled him out of my mouth and pointed his dick at my tits. He's got a bit of a baby face so I think that's why I said 'Then cum for Mommy. Cum on Mommy's titties like a good boy.' I only wanked him two or three times before he shot a big rope of cum onto my tits. It felt SO fucking good, Dave. So dirty. It felt just like I fantasised it would. I got a few more spurts on me before he was done. And I just left it on my skin. I buttoned up my blouse and walked out."

"Holy fuck Barb, you gorgeous little slut. You're going to make me cum. Where do you want it?"

"On my tits," Barb replied. "I want you to cum where he did."

"OK quick. Get on the floor," Dave gasped. Barb pulled herself off him and squatted on the floor by the bed, rubbing her clit furiously. Dave stood over her wanking himself as hard as he could.

"Cum on me, Dave. Cum on your dirty little cum slut. I sucked him off Dave. I sucked his big fat dick until he came all over me. Give me your cum, too, Dave. Give it to me!"

"Oh fuck, babe. Oh fucking yes. You hot fucking slut. I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, here it comes babe here it comes oh yes yes fucking god yessssss." Dave emptied his balls all over his wife's tits, coating them both with his spunk. He was still gasping for breath when Barb tipped over the edge herself. "Oh I'm cumming too, Dave, your little slut is cumming, cumming, cumming, ohhhhhhhhhh fuuccckkkk."

They collapsed into each other's arms on the bedroom floor. It was a few minutes before either of them could speak. "Shit, babe," said Barb eventually. "How do we top that?"