On the Rim of a Fantasy - Sex Stories

On the Rim of a Fantasy

... them lightly up and down with just the barest of friction. For a moment, she had a vision of hi rigid member pressing into her bottom and the thought of that made her almost faint with excitement. She knew she would let him enter this way, as massive and thick as he was but, for the moment, it was his fantasy they were playing out and she was determined to make it special for him. His finger was now sunk deep inside her but, rather than thrust back and forth, he twirled an twisted it inside her, probing the soft, moist walls. She mimicked his rhythm, teasing and stroking his shaft and glans, but stopping for a few seconds as she saw the head throb with the need to cum. She knew he was sensitive now, but she wanted to play the moment out for as long as was possible and, when his hips rose from the bed in incipient orgasm, she took her hand away completely, allowing him to hold back. Again and again, she repeated the process of teasing an stopping, and several times she cupped his scrotum, squeezing the balls gently, then slipped the tip of her finger over and around his asshole before moving back up to his cock once again. Finally, his breathing began to come in shorter and shorter pants and she knew he was close to the end. ‘Oh Jesus,’ he gasped, pulling his finger from her bottom. ‘Finish me... finish me now’ ...

... He grabbed her thighs an, bending his head upwards as he pulled her towards him, he circled her anus with his mouth and kissed her hotly. She moaned, opening for him like a little flower bud, and, as his tongue slipped easily into her, she began to pump his cock, gripping it tightly and jerking in sync with the urgent probing of her inner depths. ‘Oh yes, cum for me,’ she shouted. Suddenly, his whole body jerked and tensed and the head of his cock seemed to swell to bursting. He was moaning and gasping now, the sounds of his pleasure muffled in the crevice of her bottom, but she could feel the hotness of his breath against the sensitive margins of her anus. She pumped again and, all of a sudden, the geyser of his orgasm bursting forth in a huge stream of glistening, sticky cum. Twice more he shot, his seed spewing out in jets, and then the flood dwindled to an oozing dribble as he collapsed back, gasping. ‘Oh Fuck… Oh Jesus,’ he whimpered. She climbed off him then, turned and kissed him on the lips and lay beside him as the last tremors of pleasure subsided. He curled an arm about her. ‘Oh God… that was fantastic,’ he whispered. ‘I can’t believe how perfect you were… you were everything I hoped for. I just wish I can do the same for you.’ ‘We’ll see,’ she giggled softly. ‘It’s my fantasy next time, remember?’