Introduction:
This is another fantasy, a result of Su-Lin's reply to a few comments I made about her pics, posted on a UK exhibitionist web site in 2005. Su-Lin is a young woman who enjoys exposing herself and receiving hot comments and daring suggestions from viewers.
In her comments to me, she describes a fantasy about being molested and forced to do sexy things by many people while her fiancΓ© is tied naked and forced in turn to watch her performing, unable to handle his desperately aching cock,or relieve his excitement...
>Hi Barry. Thanks for your sexy comments. I'll tell you something that has been on >my mind for a year or so. It happened at my fiancΓ©'s parents' house where we stayed >for a weekend. I saw his father in the shower, just briefly, but I could clearly see his >long cock. Now, I am attracted to mature males (he is very fit) and huge cocks are always in my >fantasies, so, since then I have not been able to stop thinking about my future father >in law's beautiful tool. Maybe you can include a similar male in your fantasy, but you >must also include my fiancΓ© in your tale as I want him to enjoy my raunchy >escapades but unable to stop my fun!
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Hi Su-Lin.
Thanks for the reply to my fantasy story invite. I suggested that you may find lots of pleasure if you tried to write down your fantasy regarding your future father-in-law, or any other person or situation. Writing invites you to explore many of the feelings you may have; sexy or scary! The good news is that fantasy is SAFE!
Here is an example I have dreamed up simply based on the tiny information I have about you from your two posts, your sexy pictures and of course your interesting confession above.
...when I return to the garden, I see the pleasant girl I chatted to in the lounge, the first girl to speak to me after my arrival at the house warming party. She teased me as I was alone, but in a friendly way as she hung on her boyfriend's arm. Now however, her boyfriend missing, it seems, she is the subject of a great deal of teasing from many men present. One chap, lifts her skirt a little, but Su-Lin laughs and pretends to be offended.
"No you don't!" she declares, "I do not have to prove anything!"
"Well, why did you tell us then!" the man smiles back to her, not really serious about looking under her skirt.
"Oh, is she not wearing anything?" I ask a woman next to me, grinning crudely.
"No, she just told us that she spent a fortune on a Californian wax session!" The woman giggled as she winked to me.
Su-Lin is an attractive young woman, who looks great in her warm summer outfit. She has a tiny, thin skirt and a cotton top. In the lounge previously, I was given an extended view down her top as she poured herself another drink, bending carelessly over a small coffee table. The fantasy image of her smooth and pretty slit filled my head.
"No wonder the guys want to look!" I joked, loud enough for Su-Lin to hear. "Maybe we ought to persuade her a bit more," I grinned as she looked toward me. I approached her and took the wine glass from her hand. Prepared and ready for her to reject me. I felt the warmth of her palm briefly and sensed the excitement in the air. Her pretty face was bright pink, almost red and I took another peep down her loose top, the vision that had attracted me to her initially. I was pleased that she moved close to me.
"Darling, let me keep you safe!" I said, wrapping my arms around her shoulder. Su-Lin leaned into me; softly, thrilling me and filling me with confidence as I placed my hand over her eyes.
"Bravely, but expecting her to protest, I lifted her short skirt. Again, Su-Lin sighed and more of her weight rested into my chest and hips. I feel her relax so I lift more. The garden fell silent as many eyes gazed at her panties, slowly revealed. I had an amazing thrill of supreme success as she melted into my chest, allowing me to control her.
Now, her skirt held high, we all stare between her smooth thighs, which clamp tightly, automatically protecting her delicate sex. I mumble to her, hoping she would relax and she does. Slowly, she allows her legs to part before clamping them tight again. Again, her thighs relax and part slightly, until a male hand moves up to her crotch and deftly moves the thin, white cloth to the side.
Low, sensuous and appreciative whistles mingle into a sexy chorus at the sight of her naked pussy. Tight, just a line of pink flesh leading the many eyes between her thighs from a promising little knot of flesh sticking out where her lips join in front.
I expect her to panic, but the cool air and warm eyes paralyse her. I allow her to rest now, on my thigh half sitting as I kneel on one leg, bringing her down with me. Very light and easy to manipulate, she pushes into my shoulders as if hypnotised or horrified. Now, more gentle hands smooth over her soft skin, urging her thighs to part. She sighs and buries her face into my neck, gripping me as her passion climbs to strange heights.
Now, the adoring hands on her body pull at her panties, a flimsy thong, which, when removed, falls neglected under my legs. I still hold her and gaze down at her exposed flesh. I am so excited, but I fear that if I try to touch her lovely flesh, she will try to escape.