I like to sit and watch people. Especially men! Women don’t do anything for me, I guess the reason being, I’m a woman. When they walk towards me I look at their eyes, and slowly let my eyes guide themselves down their bodies. There are certain ones that just scream sex. That’s when I find myself thinking of how they would be during a good fuck session. Whether they would be a gentle fuck, or a grand slam fuck?
One afternoon, I took my kids to the swimming pool. There he was the grand slam of all grand slams. As he walked into the pool area he was tall, dark (he had to tan because we’ve had entirely too much rain for him to be that tan.), and handsome. He was tattooed and both nipples were pierced. With a thin hairline going down the center of his belly down below his swim trunks, that hung below the hip line like men wear their jeans. I just wanted to fuck him right then and there.
He walked towards me, and as he was walking I’m taking his trunks off in my mind. What I’m seeing in my mind I like. Pulling his backpack off his shoulder he got out a blanket, towel, sun oil, and a bottle of water. I’m finding myself going over to him while he’s laying there, picking up the oil. Putting it all over his chest, the oil is hot from the summer sun. I glide my hands over his chest working my hands down his body. Working my way down to his waist of his trunks! Sliding my fingers under the elastic just enough to feel his hair.
My fingertip touches his hardening cock. He sighs! At that very moment it was as if there was no one else there. Just the two us, in this very hot moment. Two people getting ready to fuck each others brains out. Strangers who have never met but have this sexual attraction.
