(with typos cause written down in heat)


Whispering fantasies in your ear

Two of my students cancelled today. Late. So I do get paid. And you get laid, cause you took a day off to run some errands. The shops are less busy during working hours and you hate crowded places.

We are lying in bed. Talking. Work stuff. About your grandmother who isn’t well. How she will have to spend a week in hospital. Your mum takes care of her. But she also has the kids of your nonchalant naked ladies photographing IT success brother over and they are out of control. It’s getting on your nerves.

‘I hate people who have kids and then refuse to raise them.’

We talk for a long time. I almost forget am lying next to the sexiest woman I have ever met. I like listening to you. It fills me with a strange buzzing peace that I have never felt before.

We hear the bells outside strike 4.

‘So, Bambino, at 6 I have HIIT training. If you want to make something happen now would be the time to start.’

Things are at present relatively calm below my equator, but I would like to try to see how aroused I can get you by telling you stories.

We keep our clothes on for now. I kiss you on the cheek. On your upper arm. Your hands. I lift your white T-shirt and press hot kisses on your tight belly.

‘I have created a Tinder account for us’, I say.

You grab my face and turn it towards you and yell: ‘What?? Really. You are so fucking crazy. Did you really?’

‘No, not really. Just listen.’

I keep kissing you everywhere I can without really undressing you.

Eventually I drop down beside you. I rub your pussy through your silk turquoise underwear.

I pull down your skirt just enough so I my hand has more space. I do not pull down your underwear.

From time to time my hand dives into your underwear, but then quickly resurfaces and continues rubbing your pussy and your thighs. I am talking, but also between the sentences also kissing you. One breast is free from your bra, although you’re still wearing your bra and you still have your T-shirt on too, it’s just rolled up practically to your neck.

I am kneading your thighs, jumping up to your pussy. Even through your pussy I can feel you are wet. You don’t know this but I can easily smell when your pussy is dripping wet. Even through your clothes. I never tell you this, cause I know it would make you uncomfortable. It’s the best smell in the world. I have this list of questions, hundreds of them, that I compose to keep my students talking and one of them is ‘what is the best smell in the world’ and I can never answer truthfully when they want to hear my answer. I say ‘freshly baked bread’ or the ‘sea air’, when a brigade of 3,000 overexcited Confederate soldiers screams in my ear what I really want to say: ‘Christine’s burning wet pussy.’

While my hands are giving you lots of attention. While sometimes I use my knee to put pressure on your pussy, so I have both hands available to roam and squeeze and caress and pinch and scratch  – just a little – everywhere I say in a soft, but not silent voice:

‘So I created a Tinder profile for us. We didn’t have to wait long. We found our guy. Slightly taller than you. Muscular, but not overly so. Well-kempt. Serious looking. Lawyer type. But we never asked what he does in life. There was no, ehm, time for that. We were very in the mood for.. some action.

We barely speak to him. He is wearing a tuxedo. With no tie. A grey tuxedo. Quite smart.

I kiss you right after he enters our Chateau. French kiss. I tell him: ‘Wanna try?’

He steps closer and you turn to him and you started kissing. With a hunger that is a bit of a surprise. I rub your round, insidiously horny making butt while his tongue is in your mouth. And when am not taking delight in ravaging your fine ass with my hands they go up, slip around you and rhythmically squeeze your firm tits. Hard. You’re moaning. Damn loud.
You drop to your knees and with swift motions open the belt of the guy. It makes that cling clang sound. You pull down his pants with one very firm jerk. The same with his boxer shorts. A long, thick boner flips out and dangles in front of your eyes. He’s cut. No foreskin to be seen. You take him into your mouth. I don’t disturb and let you enjoy the moment. You are sucking his rock hard dick and moaning at the same time. Your moaning sounds a bit muffled by that huge dick in your mouth.

Your long black curls wave back and forth as your succulent red lips move up and down on his thick shaft.

You’re too good at this and the guy starts mumbling ‘fuck, fuck, fuck.’

You stop with your mouth and you start using your right hand to jerk him off very fast and in seconds he’s already coming all over your face.

He says ‘sorry.’

We both say: ‘that’s ok.’

You jump up, seemingly very energized, and use kitchen towels to wipe his warm spunk of your cheeks and mouth.

‘Let’s continue in the bed’, I say. ‘Maybe take your clothes off’, I suggest to the guy.

I take your hand and lead you to the bed. The guy follows. He doesn’t need detailed instructions. He’s already stark naked.

You go on and lie on the bed and we flank you from both sides. I take off all my clothes too, but you are still fully dressed.

You are now squeezed between us. Two naked men. Two penises pushing against you from both sides.

The guy, a gentleman apparently, whispers: ‘Sorry for coming so soon, I wasn’t expecting that. You’re good… at… that.’

You tell him not to worry about that and to just relax. ‘It’s really ok, really. Let’s just enjoy each other. I mean, all of us, together.’

‘Yes, yes’, goes the guy.

‘You can touch her anywhere’, I tell him. ‘Really, do what you feel like doing. You can touch her anywhere and you can put it anywhere.’

‘Ok, good to know. Thanks. I just need a little help down there.’

His dick is not hard now. It’s like half its size now. Still impressive. And his glans is visibly wet. Shiny with cum. And your saliva.

You grab my dick with your right hand and his with his left. You start jerking us both off. Not too fast, not too slow. Just right. You are super red in the face and breathing fast like mad. I have never seen you so excited. I have my eyes glued on you. That’s nothing new.

Our playlist breaks into ‘I wanna be your dog’, by the Stooges.

We both start kissing you, your neck, your shoulders, arms.

Your strong hands are driving us both crazy. We start pulling at your clothes as if we are two cannibals who are literally going to tear you to pieces with their mouths.

You were warned in advance and are wearing clothes that can be ripped. A old skirt. An old T-shirt of mine. It says ‘Read my lips’ and no underwear.

I hear the shirt rip. We pull it over your head. Your skirt comes off and drops at the foot of the bed. You are completely naked. Completely shaved for the occasion. Your idea.

I see moisture blinking all along your darkish labia. It’s an insanely hot sight that makes your balls – those hanging under my dick – cramp up like they have been kicked by a horse.

The guy’s dick is fully hard again.

We’re both rubbing our faces all over your body.

I can see on your face and the way you’re biting your lips that you crave being entered.

I give the guy a little pull on his arm and he gets the idea.

He basically falls on top of you and pushes your legs wide open with his thighs. Then he rams it in. You gasp. I feel your grip on my penis weaken. You can’t focus anymore.

The guy doesn’t know the word slow and fucks you fast and hard. He’s really slamming into you. It hurts quite a bit at first, but then your needy vagina adjusts to his size and his rapid pounding.

This time he doesn’t ejaculate so quickly, luckily. I lie next to you. You don’t like the spotlight so I try not to look at your face too much.

My penis is leaking pre-cum, cause am so fucking horny.

He keeps ramming you. Biting your neck. He says: ‘Fuck, you’re hot. You’re fucking hot. What a body.’

He pounds you for at least 15 minutes. A bunch of songs pass, so it must be more than 15 minutes.

Then he pulls his dick out all of a sudden, he puts his knees to the sides of your chests and jerks off like a maniac. His cum shoots all over your breasts.

Am a bit worried he is gonna have enough now and will grab his clothes and disappear, but he sinks to the side and stays lying in our bed.

So we’re not done yet.

I let you let rest for a bit and then tap your right thigh. You and I don’t need many words.

You go on your elbows and knees. Your naked butt facing me. Your mouth facing his dick.

His dick is limp and wet with your and his juices, but you take his entire now flaccid penis into your mouth, while I enter you from behind.

‘I don’t know if I can a third time’, he whispers.

‘You haven’t stretched her ass yet’, I say.

I hear you laugh and say: ‘Ok, there is new life in this big cock.’

Am guessing his erection is returning. That guy is not going to forget tonight.

My penis is in your pussy. So wet I can actually hear drops of your wetness hitting the bed. What the fuck.

I run my fingers and the palm of my hand over your pussy and use my wet hand to lubricate your asshole. I wonder if that will do the trick. I don’t want you to hurt too much. So I slip out of you for a few seconds and grab the real lubricant under the bed. I squeeze a good deal of it directly on your anus – you wince a bit, cause it’s cold – and rub a lot of it on my penis. Then I slowly push my dick in your very tight second hole. Your ass will be fully lubricated, warmed up and ready for when he takes my place. I fuck you slowly and at first not deep to open you up. With one hand I am playing with your clitoris.

You and the guy are kissing now and he is playing with his dick to keep hard for you.

I am thinking of not cumming yet, but if I cum inside your asshole now, it will add nicely to the lubrication. He has a particularly thick penis, so you might need it. I of course ask for your permission, cause I would never ever ejaculate and spill the sperm from YOUR balls without your permission. I ask in a shaky voice and you say: ‘Hell yes. Permission granted.’

I speed up and stop what am doing to prevent me from cumming – a simple trick, something to do with flexing or not flexing some muscles in my legs.

Am a bit scared am not hurting you, cause I am going in as deep as I can and very fast now. I want to cum. I want to feel my cum leak into your constricting hole. It’s squeezing my dick like a vise.

My orgasm feels much longer than the average one. I hold you tight for minutes after.

Then I say: ‘Your turn.’

We trade places. Except I slip under you. I want to lick your pussy with our guy’s massive dick filling up your asshole.

‘Slowly’, you tell him. You reach back with one arm and let your hand rest on his thigh so you can control his movements a bit. So he doesn’t go in too fast and too deep immediately.

My face is directly under your pussy now. Your sweet –salty juice is flowing into my mouth and I reach up and lick your clitoris. I hear you sigh ‘oouuff’.

And then ‘auw’, cause the guy is pushing it in. By the sound of your moaning and the speed of your breathing I can feel the guy filling you up.

He starts fucking you. You keep saying ‘Slowly, slowly, not so fast now.’

With my tongue on your clit and his big dick in your ass you start repeating: ‘Damn, that’s good. Damn, damn, damn, that’s so good. Keep doing that.’

When you are climaxing you are literally shaking all over. You let out a sound of crazy relief. It wells up from deep inside you. Like a roar, not a high pitched scream. The guy is shooting his jizz for the third time, cause you milk him so thoroughly. ‘What a sick sexy ass’, he says right before he pulls out.

The three us go lying in the middle of the bed again. Two naked guys sandwiching your naked, sweaty, body. I see your legs are still trembling. You say: ‘Am getting a bit cold now.’

I throw a thick blanket over us and we keep sandwiching you, kissing you, you kiss him a bit, then you kiss me a bit. That goes on for some time.

Eventually the guy says it’s time for him to head home. He leaves and we part in very friendly tones.

I have come only once tonight and I definitely need more. I ask if we can do it very tenderly one more time and then sleep.

You say: ‘Ok, but quickly then, cause I feel like I have been hit by a truck. Two trucks.’

We do it in missionary position. We kiss a lot. You say thank you for tonight. I ask if you enjoyed it. You say: ‘Very. Very much. And now I order you to come. I order you to shoot your second load in me. Do it now. I order you to come inside me.’

How could I possible refuse your command?

I unload for the second time. This time in your sore, stretched pussy.

Here I stop talking and sink down to your pussy, still teasingly covered by your underwear.

I lick you to a gushing orgasm. It takes less than a minute to make you come now.

‘Jesus fucking Christ, what do you do to me. Only you have that power.’

You jerk me off. I ask for permission in reality too. I have a very intense orgasm now too. Still imagining everything I have just whispered into your ear.

We lie in each other’s arms for a while. Dazed and cozily sedated.

Then you leave for your HIIT training.

‘Tell me that a few more times, my Bambino, and I might ask you to set it up for real.’

We kiss and you go.

On the way to HIIT you text me: ‘Thank you.’