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Self Fulfilling Fantasy

Self Fulfilling Fantasy Michelle’s husband, Bill, moaned, as he flipped through various pages of a scrapbook that lay resting on their bed. The 48 year old, balding, overweight man was on his knees, naked, stroking his erect six inch cock to the images in the scrap book. His eyes trailed the woman in the photographs legs, butt, and back. She was wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra in one photo. Bill turned the page to see another image of the same woman. She was a wearing a red bikini that displayed her tight, sexy core. He turned the page again, seeing two people this time. He looked upon the woman smiling, looking very happy and wearing a thong bikini. She was standing with a shirtless black man, resting her hand on his chest. He had his hand resting on the small of the woman’s back, just above the rise of her perfect ass. He was smiling at the camera too. Bill turned to another page to see a similar image of the two people; then another page and another page. He got to one image of the two people at a swimming pool. The black man was sitting with his feet in the water. The woman in the pool, standing between his legs, half submerged. They were both looking at the camera, smiling. Bill focused on this particular image longer than the others. Images flashed in his head of the woman and the man in bed together. He pictured him rolling on top of her, arching his back, impaling her with his rod. He pictured the man picking the woman up in the shower, slamming her against ...

... the wall. Finally, he pictured the woman on her knees in front of the man, moaning as she sucked the tip of his massive black cock. Bill envisioned the woman curling her fingers around that thick, dark meat, stroking it while she slurped on the tip. He pictured her placing her hands on the man’s hard, 6 pack abs, as he came into her mouth. Bill continued turning pages in the scrapbook. Using the photos as visual material to fuel his masturbatory fantasies, in his imagination he saw the two of them in a hot room, covered in sweat. He saw the woman straddling the muscular black man as he lay in a bed. Bill licked his lips, stroking his cock faster, imaging sunlight from outside illuminating the woman’s light brown skin, her perky C-cup breasts bouncing up and down. Bill imagined her throwing her head back in ecstasy, her hair flinging sweat up into the air. Bill ejaculated into the sock he was using. His wife Michelle would be home in a few hours. He started to clean up, not wanting her to know he was jacking off to pictures from her past photo shoots. Chapter 1 “Yeah? And then what happened?” Michelle whispered to her friend and co-worker Christine on the plane ride heading back to Miami. The two of them just completed a two day photo shoot in the Bahamas for various fitness magazines. “Well, Allen picked up me and slammed me against the barracks wall. He whipped his dick out and uh, you know…” Christine giggled, recalling a memory from her time in the marines. Michelle moaned, ...