My ex girlfriend and I would have sex and often we would end it with some hot fantasy talk. I like to make her cum at least once before we did this. After the first orgasm or two I’d position myself behind her or get into a spooning position. This way I could whisper in her ear. She could close her eyes and take in the fantasy. She’s College Professor who taught classes in guided imagery and meditation. She knows how to take a journey of the mind, of the imagination. I’d start whispering a fantasy involving her and another man. It might be a young study student or it could be the UPS guy, an asshole Cop, a plumber? We did a fantasy involving one of he colleagues once but agreed afterwards that was too risky. I knew she actually wanted to fuck him. He was married with kids. The student fantasies were a favorite. She’s in her office working late. He barges into her office to complain about a grade she gave him. She’s already a little horny. She’s slipped off her heels and unbuttoned her blouse, her short skirt barely covering her panties as she sits at her desk. She notices the bulge of his cock as he strides over, agitated, his face buried in his paper. He stands over her, his bulge at eye level, his cock head outlined in his gym shorts. Her nipples get hard. Her pussy starts to tingle. Everyone’s gone home. She’s heard the rumors about what Johnny’s packing and it appears to be true. He catches her staring at it. He notices, for the first time, her cleavage, hard nipples, bare legs and feet. She looks up at him with big eyes. His cock starts to stiffen in his shorts. Her return to it. She bites her lower lip, watching as it snakes down his leg, making a tent of his shorts. He makes a move, swiveling her chair around.
“Don’t. I’m your teacher.”
“So?”
“My boyfriend’s on his way.”
“Then we better hurry.”
He pulls his shorts up a bit, revealing the head of his cock. It’s thick, like a helmet. She stares at it, stunned by the size and beauty of it, stunned by the sudden turn of events.
“Oh God,” she whispers.
“I saw the janitor on my way here. I better lock the door.”
He moves quickly to the door and locks it. He turns and walks back. Her eyes dart to his huge young cock as it bounces back and forth in his shorts.
“Don’t worry. It’ll be our secret. I won’t say a word.”
He pulls his shorts up, his huge young cock lifting up towards her face.
“Oh Johnny. You have a big cock.”
She takes hold of his thick long shaft.
“You can’t tell anyone.”
“I won’t. I promise,” he says, sliding his hand inside her bra, grabbing her tit, pinching her nipple.
“Is it bigger than your boyfriend’s dick?”
She strokes it slowly but firmly, feeling the weight of it, admiring its size and beauty.
“Let’s not talk about him.”
“It is. I can tell.”
She sniffs his cock head. She licks it.
“I’m gonna fuck your pussy with it.”
He spreads her legs apart, exposing her panties and the huge wet spot forming on them.
“Oh fuck. I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Suck it. Suck my cock.”
She swallows his cock head. She starts sucking his huge cock, stroking it, working more of it into her mouth. He starts rubbing her pussy through her panties.
At this point I might tell her that Johnny is waking outside the bedroom. I’ve contacted him. I’d ask her...
“Do you want his cock? Do you want him to fuck your pussy?”
I wouldn’t name the student when I whispered the fantasy. I figured she’d pick the one she actually fantasized about. She’d say...
“Yes. I want him to fuck my pussy.”
“You want his hard young cock?”
“Yes. I want his hard young cock.”
“Naughty teacher. You want him to fuck you from behind?”
“Yes!”
“You want him to cum in your naughty pussy?”
“Yes. I want his cock and his cum!”
I’d pull my cock out of her pussy. I’d been teasing her with it throughout the story. I’d blindfold her. Sometimes I’d tie her hands to the headboard. Spread her legs apart and tie them down. Shove a pillow under her belly to get her hot juicy ass up in the air. Then I’d get off the bed. I’d go open the door and walk back beside the bed.
“Cone on in. Fuck her. Fuck your horny teacher. She wants your hard young cock. She wants your hot cum.”
She’d be so ready, so horny.
I’d tip toe to the end of the bed and get on it, pretending to be him. I’d grab her ass. I’d be rougher with her. I’d change my voice when I’d grunt. I’d pull my foreskin back hard yo change the shape of my cock head. I’d shove it in. I’d fuck her hard. She loved it! It was the closest we could come to actually bringing in a young stud to fuck her. She’d cum so hard. I’d cum in her pussy and then he’d leave. Occasionally she’d want me to lick her pussy clean. I’d lick my own cum out of her naughty pussy, pretending it was his. So hot.