Scarlet men reveal their filthiest fantasies. Here, James gets on his bike.
This is a fantasy I’ve had ever since I worked as an upmarket courier with a Mercedes fleet…
So I knock on the door of this flat in a tower block. I have a parcel. She’s about my age, very blonde, wearing a silky dressing gown. She pounces on the package and pulls me inside in her front room. She strides across to the TV and tears open the package. Bending forwards to hook a hard drive in, I get a delicious view. No knickers, and a tight, beautifully shaped bum resting on top of silky black stockings that makes me hard straightaway. She flops back onto a chair and presses a remote. I sit on the sofa.
And then the drive starts to play through the TV.
I see me (I think), driving along the street in my Merc. I stop at the traffic lights and then the picture turns to snow. She’s in the next scene. Exactly where she is now; the same chair, same flat, same outfit. The TV image begins to trace her hands over her breasts, then her left hand begins to explore the top of her thighs. Then, in a kind of TV echo, I see her, in the flesh, starting to mimic the screen image. I’m watching identical twins pleasing me, and when the screen woman stands up and pulls off the gown, the real woman copies her.
Now, she begins to touch herself, her mouth open, moaning slightly. I’m so hard I could burst out of my jeans. I freeze, what now? Instinctively, I look back at the screen and I see another figure appear. Maybe six feet tall, long legged with dark skin, hair close cropped, almost painted onto her skull. Her dress is a series of gold coloured coins, starting around her huge breasts and ending just below her crotch. She moves up close behind the blonde, kissing the back of her neck. The blonde half-turns, and the other woman reaches between her legs and strokes her pussy lips, which are now saturated.
Suddenly the door behind me swings open, and I’m desperate to see in the flesh what I have enjoyed as an image. The Black woman looks even more provocative as she begins her stroking of the blonde right in front of me. I don’t look at the screen anymore; my heart’s pounding, I want the next act. The Black beauty twists the blonde around to face her, wrapping her right leg around her back, pushing up against her. Thrusting at each other, I gasp as their swollen pussies grind against each other, pubes almost intertwining. They fall back, both panting and dripping with pleasure. I turn mechanically back to the screen.
The video is blurred, but … it couldn’t be me, could it? But if it is, I am naked and I know the routine by now. Pulling off my clothes I stand there, my swollen erection jutting out towards the two women. I want them to take the lead, and I’m not disappointed. The blonde moves to my right side and I see the other woman dropping to her knees in front of me, and taking my hard, dripping cock into her mouth, deep into her throat. My eyes are closed in ecstasy so I don’t know which one of them begins twisting and coaxing my nipples and I don’t care. Then, I feel myself pulled down onto the floor, until I am sitting, my legs splayed out in front of me. I’m closer to the Black woman than before and I see the luxurious growth of her bush but there’s no time to dwell on the vision because then, my God, I feel the smooth, silky touch of a soft, open and seriously wet pussy sink onto my erection. She twines those long shapely legs around my back, grips me hard, and begins to bounce up and down on me, writhing, drawing my cock deeper into her opening.
In complete charge, she gestures to the blonde. I hear a thump as she drops to her knees. With the star of this show still making me feel harder and bigger than I had ever thought possible, the blonde starts to press her body against me, licking and biting my neck, pushing her breasts into my back. My head spinning in ecstasy, I feel her labia, so wet it sticks to me, pressing against the bottom of my spine.
Then the woman riding my cock grabs my head and violently drags my lips downwards and onto her right nipple. I have never known a woman with nipples as bullet hard as hers, and I suck and nibble at them, desperate to please her the way she’s pleasing me.
I can’t hold back any longer and as she jacknifes backwards I feel the most delicious throbbing shudder through my body. Then, she’s gone. It’s over. I dress quickly, and the blonde gestures me out of the flat impatiently.
Like I said, the courier work was rubbish, but for a fantasy like that.
