My girlfriend and I had good sex, good sex regularly. We loved to use toys, blindfolds, bondage and role-play. Our favourite role play was when Bonnie used to imagine that she was being fucked by someone else. This only ever happened if she'd been drinking wine and she was as horny as hell. Her fantasy man was always the same, a mutual pal of ours called Steve. We had known Steve for years; he was a great guy and very good looking as well. Steve was a bit taller than me, about 6'5 and was in great shape. The other reason that Bonnie really fancied him was that he was black. Whenever we watched porn together, the films that always got Bonnie the most excited were the interracial ones. She loved watching the girl get fucked by a well-hung black guy. She would get extremely turned on and want to ride me whilst moaning that she was riding Steve. I didn't mind this as I knew it was a fantasy and Bonnie was the first to admit afterwards as we lay in each other's arms that that's what it was, a fantasy.
It was Bonnie's birthday in two days time and I had no idea what to get her, I had already brought her some jewellery but knew I wanted to give her something really special. It was then that I had my idea. We were having sex and Bonnie was giving me a blow job, she gives amazing head but never lets me cum in her mouth, sometimes if she's really turned on she'll let me shoot on her tits, but mostly always inside her. Bonnie has an amazing body, she is slim but with huge tits, 34DD, that is what drew me to her in the first place. I pulled out of her mouth and turned her over fucking her from behind, one of her favourite positions.
"What are you thinking about baby?" I asked whilst sliding in and out of her pussy.
"Nothing, just how good it feels," she moaned.
"Not even thinking about Steve?" I said.
There was a pause, a little moan and then, "maybe a bit."
"Tell me what you're thinking."
"I'm thinking about him slipping his big dick inside me now whilst you watch."
"Would you want me to watch then?"
"Desperately," she moaned, "I'd want you to see me being fucked by my fantasy man. Would want you to see my little pussy being stretched by his huge cock."
She moaned again and I slammed harder and harder, Bonnie moaned and then collapsed face down onto the bed, I shot my load deep inside her and then it was over.
As we lay there, I asked her again, "Why is it always Steve?"
"He's just so fit," she replied, "and I bet he's got a massive dick, he has in my fantasies anyway."
"What's your favourite fantasy?" I asked whilst touching her still sopping pussy.
"Ooh," she moaned, her clit still tingling, "Where he comes in and takes me roughly and you're watching me suck on his big dick, then he fucks me and you can see my orgasm building, he then withdraws and makes me suck him again before he bends me over and fucks me hard from behind." All the time Bonnie was speaking, I was teasing her clit and touching her big tits. My finger slipped inside her pussy, which was still quite tight despite the banging she'd just received. I flicked my fingers inside her and then in a second she'd cum again.
Bonnie's birthday. I gave her the necklace, which she loved and wore straight away, it was a sapphire stone that hung just above her ample cleavage and brought your gaze right into her greatest assets. Bonnie showered and was about to get changed, she emerged from the bathroom looking sexy and sat down on the bed with me. I kissed her once on the lips and told her that her fantasy was about to come true. She looked at me puzzled and I told her to put on her sexiest underwear and her black dress and to come downstairs where a glass of wine would be waiting. She still looked puzzled and now a bit confused but I said nothing else and left her to get ready.
The day before I had met Steve for lunch and once I'd plucked up the courage told him about Bonnie's fantasy. He was a bit shocked that he had been her 'fantasy' man all these years and agreed that if it wouldn't ruin our friendship he'd be up for anything. I told him he could do anything with her as long as he teased her but he wasn't allowed to come inside her that was the deal.
I went downstairs and poured myself a large glass of wine, this was it, no backing out now, the doorbell rang and I let Steve in, he was looking his normal handsome self and smelled fresh and clean. He was as excited and anxious as I was. I poured him a drink and we waited for Bonnie. Minutes later she came downstairs looking amazing. She had tied her hair back into a tight ponytail and her body in that tight dress looked to die for. She saw Steve and smiled, she was a little embarrassed I could tell but she tried not to show it. Bonnie swigged a large gulp of wine and said, "So we going for some food or something?"