This is part 1 of Fantasy 1. Enjoy.
I have a fantasy. Or rather fantasies. they're with my ex, and Ive been wanting to write them out.
For these fantasies , I'm calling myself Val, cause why not and he'll be... John, cause its an average name.
When I was a teenager, I had an online boyfriend. We were on and off romantically for a few years, but then it was purely sexual, also on and off.. if we were both single at the same time we'd start chatting, and the more we'd chat the more sexual it got.
I told him once that when we fucked for the first time, I wanted to be on top, he said "well thats fine by me". And we agreed that when the time came, we wouldn't use protection, we'd deal with the aftermath later. I needed to feel all of him, and he needed to feel all of me. When I got my first dildo, which to this day is the only one Ive ever had, he gave me the measurements of his dick so I could buy a dildo like it. The one I got is a little bit bigger, not by a lot though. It wasnt on purpose, it was just the closest one to his size. It hits my cervix in an uncomfortable, painful way, but I still enjoy it.
He got to be the first person to see me use it on myself.
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Fantasy 1
Part 1. Finally
Its been a few years since we last spoke.. he has a family now. I'm at work when I get a message. My heart skips a beat. We have each other on social media, but we dont talk. I fantasize, but thats it. I dont reach out out of respect for his new family.. but that doesn't stop me from being overjoyed that he reached out first.
"I'm traveling in your area soon. I want to see you." My breathing stops for a second, but I dont hesitate to give him my address. I don't need to ask why he'd want to see me.
I can't focus the rest of my shift.
He gave me the date, and when the time comes, I meet him at the airport.
As I wait for him, my stomach feels like its gonna drop. Its been 12 years and this is our first time meeting in person. A part of me wants to bolt, but I know I'd regret it. His plane landed , and I keep anxiously going back and forth between looking at the gate where he'd be coming in ,and my phone.
I finally spot him. I stay in place, and I watch as he walks to me. I don't know what to say, I'm nervous and a bit awkward, but also excited and turned on, knowing what was to come.
"Hey" he says
"Hey" I responded
Theres a few moments of awkward silence before I say, "Alrighty lets go this way to get to the busses."
On our way, we chat.
When we sit on the bus our legs are touching, and we're already talking like we've never been apart. He puts his hand on my leg, so casually, and even though we're on the bus, I want him to touch me more.
The more we talk, the more tension there is.
"So what do you do for work?" I ask
"Im a manager at a store. What about you?"
"I just clean for work. Its a pretty cool place though."
Just small talk as we make our way back to my house.
It finally gets to my stop and we get off, I lead him into my house, into my room. I barely have the door closed when he grabs me, pushes me against the wall, and smashes his mouth against mine.
We spend a solid 5 minutes just making out like teenagers, he pulls away and I already miss his lips on mine, but he doesn't REALLY pull away, he just goes lower.. he's kissing my neck, and I moan. His breath in my ear makes me shiver, and I close my eyes and enjoy it. He's touching my body, putting his hands under my shirt, groping my boobs. My breathing is heavy, and Im so wet. Ive been wet since the moment I saw him at the airport.
If we didnt know each other, we mightve asked before doing the things we did.. "can I kiss you" "can i take your clothes off" but we DID know each other, maybe more than anyone else ever has or ever will, and he takes my shirt off with no words, and then my shorts, and then my underwear, admiring my body as if he'd never seen it before.
"God you're fucking gorgeous" he says, grabbing one of my boobs and squeezing it.
He leads me onto the bed, and as he's still standing i take his pants off while he takes off his shirt. I stroke him a few times, hes already slick with precum, and he groans.
I lean back, and hold his dick against my pussy, rubbing a little, so he can feel how wet I am. He paws my tits, using one hand to squeeze a whole one and the other to just squeeze a nipple.
He leans over me, his dick still against me, he kisses my neck and I moan. He works his way up and down my neck and chest to my boobs and upper stomach. He makes his way back up and hes at my lips again, I grab his head and pull him to me, kissing him hard.
I start to push him into me, I can feel his tip. We're getting ready to finally interlock bodies when he stops.
"Wait."-
I whine in protest, but then he reminds me
"I seem to recall something about you being on top our first time."
I cant believe he remembers. I blush.
As he sits down, I get on top of him. At first Im just grinding my pussy against him, making out with him. Im having fun but I need more, I cant wait.
And then it finally happens, 12 years of waiting, video calls, sexting, pictures and videos and audio recordings of moans, he's finally inside of me and the feeling is so unbelievably good it's almost hard to bare.
I hold him there, we both want me to move but Im savoring the momemt. I kiss his neck, and start riding him. Its slow, but its soo good.
Im starting to breathe hard, and its getting hard to think. His hands are touching me, but I hardly notice, Im so into it. I speed up a bit, bouncing on him. My eyes are closed, enjoying the feeling in me. He suddenly grabs my ass, hard, and thrusts into me, and I gasp.
He keeps going, fucking me hard while Im on top of him. I cant help but lean over him, moaning into his chest.
I realized that, unlike my dildo, this doesnt hurt at all. It feels perfect. I guess that tiny bit of size difference means a lot.
Hes breathing hard, and Im panting, he slows down and then stops.
I roll off him, and he grabs me to keep me close. We lay next to each other for a minute, catching our breathe. He looks at me and kisses me, and then goes for my neck again. Im sure by the time he goes home I'll have plenty of hickeys..
He makes his way down from my neck to my chest, from my chest to my stomach, all the way down until hes at my pussy. He kisses my thighs and bites them lightly, because Im sensitive. And then I feel his tongue go from the bottom of my slit to the top, and I shiver.
He tongues my clit, and Im pushing his head closer into me as hard as I can, pulling his hair.
I cant orgasm from clit stimulation, and he knows that.. but it doesnt stop him from trying.
After a few minutes he gets up, I'm in a bit of a daze but he snaps me out of it by pushing himself into me again. I immediately moan, closing my eyes.
He pulls out and I whimper
"Open your eyes"
I open my eyes in surprise and blush
"Keep looking at me"
I nod
He starts again, and as we stare at each other I blush, and instinctively turn my head to look away, but he grabs my cheeks and turns me to look at him.
"I said keep your fucking eyes on me"
My eyes widen for the smallest moment, because no ones done that to me before, and he notices, and I can tell that he's worried he mightve done too much. I didn't want him to think that, so I grab him and pulled him into me, staring into his eyes.
He got the message and continues to slam himself into me, our skin making slapping sounds with each thrust. I moan louder and louder, forgetting if I even live with other people.
Occasionally I close my eyes, and he stops and reminds me to keep them open.
We continue looking at each other while he fucks me, and I hear his breathing start to speed up, he starts to moan loudly as he fucks me harder and harder, and then I can feel him cumming in me. He groans as his cum spills inside me, and I moan.
He rolls off me and catches his breath.
After a minute or two he turns to me and kisses me, while running his hands across my chest.
He continues to kiss me as his hand goes down, and he parts my legs, and sticks a finger in me, as he does he kisses my neck biting some, sucking some.
He does the "come hither" motion, and I arch my back, moaning.
Ive told him what to do before, so many years ago, and yet he still remembers. He stops the motion and starts pumping 2 fingers in and out of me, his fingers pointed kinda up to be able to hit the g spot. He goes back and forth between the two, still kissing my neck, he bites my earlobe and his breath in my ear send me over the edge, I grab his hand, pushing it more into me, as I moan and squirt on his fingers.
He keeps going until I have to hold his hand away, catching my breathe, my body still twitching, and humping a tiny bit. We lay there for a bit.
My legs are jelly when I get up to clean myself, and when I come back he's sleeping. Cant blame him, after the trip here and then doing most of the work. I'll wake him up in a bit, but for now I think I'll just smoke a bowl..
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