My new girlfriend takes me from fantasy to reality - Sex Stories

My new girlfriend takes me from fantasy to reality

... later. That night we had a relationship changing conversation. It took us a while to warm up the conversation to the kinky stuff, but she broke the ice by telling me she was surprised and turned on by what I had been sending her. After some discussion about that and when I thought it was safe, I said, "I want you to use your imagination and create a fantasy for us. We'll do whatever you want." All I heard on the other end was silence. Oh, fuck. "Are you there?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "Sorry. Just taking all that in." I started back pedaling because I thought I had somehow really screwed things up, but she stopped me. "No," she said. "Really, it's okay. I was just thinking. I mean, we've already been acting out some of these fantasies whether you know it or not. But I--" Whew...I let out a deep oh-shit kind of breath. Because now it was out there. This shit was real, not a fantasy. And then our conversation got interrupted by a call from a business colleague. I really had to take the call. It was late at night. That could only mean really good things or really bad things. I hung up with Gloria and attended to business. Lucky for me it was good news and, in fact, it meant an early return home. I called Gloria back briefly to tell her the news and was happy to hear she sounded genuinely excited. She wanted to continue our talk and so did I, but I had to pack and get ready for more pressing demands. I assured her that she could not possibly make a mistake. We'd just make a ...

... game of things and see where they went. We finished our call all too quickly and I got to work packing and prepping for the real world. I returned home tired but ridiculously horny and very anxious to see my girlfriend. She couldn't meet me at the airport because she was with a client, but told me she'd meet me at my house after I'd showered. She finally showed up about ninety long minutes after I'd showered. I met her at the door wearing only a bathrobe. She was wearing high heels and a trench coat. Really. When I brought her into the house I hugged her and kissed her and just freakin' absorbed her body against mine for a few moments. Then she slowly opened her coat to reveal thigh high stockings, a very short skirt and a diaphanous top that was totally see through. Her dark areoles were clearly visible and her nipples tented the fabric. I was totally blown away. I just wanted to consume her. She took me by the hand and went directly to the living room, shedding her coat along the way. Amazingly enough, she draped herself on the couch exactly the way my ex-wife used to, with her head on the armrest, one leg on the sofa and one down (now sans heels). Her skirt rode up her thighs to her hips and I saw she was not wearing panties. Yum! I knelt down as calmly and coolly as I could and began kissing my way up her inner thighs, but could hardly wait to bury myself between her legs. When I did, I found she was so damn wet I couldn't believe it. In fact, that's exactly what I said. To ...