My Final Fantasy: Part I- A Country Home - Sex Stories

My Final Fantasy: Part I- A Country Home

... bikini. John hardens further as he watches the two girls play in the pool. After a few minutes Marella spies John through the window. She smiles and waves at him and with a hand gesture Marella indicates that she wants John to join them in the pool. John pretends to look at his watch like he is pressed for time and waves negatively. Marella puts on a faux pout and shrugs her shoulders as John leaves to head up the stairs. John would have loved to join Marella and Alley in the pool, but it would be risky he thinks. Marella has just moved in and he hasn’t had a good fuck in months. John is so horny that being in a pool with two hot bodied young university students in cute bikinis will no doubt give him a very embarrassing huge hard-on that he won’t be able to hide. John returns to his study. He is about to start back on the financial model when he remembers the Japanese guy’s name and Googles it. He is soon reading about the development of a computer game called Final Fantasy. The development of the game and the intricacies of the game are amazing and John spends quite a while learning about the game that Marella has mastered. As John reads more about the game her realizes what an incredible mind Marella must have to inhabit and control a multi-level fantasy world that spans space and time. John tries to focus back on his spreadsheet, but the vision of Marella’s incredible body keeps intruding into his mind. He thinks of his own fantasies and wishes he could inhabit a world ...

... where his fantasies came true. He clicks back onto the spreadsheet and stares. For no particular reason John clicks opens a blank word document and stares at the blinking cursor. He hasn’t written anything other than business documents in years. His mind wanders and John starts to type, writing down all of the naughty thoughts he is having about Marella. His fingers type and John starts to get lost in his story, all thoughts of financial models are gone. John is getting hard thinking about Marella and all the things he would like to do with her and to her. His mind floats off into his own fantasy world, a kind of sex game, where he gets to “play” with Marella. John imagines dressing Marella up in a very beautiful short little black dress, its v-neck teasing him with glimpses of her breasts and backless so he can put his hand on Marella’s bare skin at the small of her back and guide her through a crowd to their own secluded corner table that he has specially reserved. In his fantasy John imagines himself confident, interesting and captivating for this young lady. He orders Champagne and pours them each a glass. John proposes a toast to Marella’s beauty; she blushes and smiles radiantly. They talk and Marella leans forward across the table touching his arm lightly. The story is flowing out of John now and his cock is getting really hard as the Marella in the story becomes real to him. John types more and Marella’s eyes widen as he enthralls her with tales of visiting Petra, ...