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"DRIPPING FANTASY" SERIES NOTES:
This complete text is part of a series of very short, very
arousing with unbelievable plots. They are NOT
intended to be works of art. The only goal here is to
arouse the reader, with a careless disregard for what can
be done in real life. Don't try this at home, this is
fantasy. If you don't understand the difference between
reality and fiction, please seek help and come back later.
For the rest of the crowd, have fun and don't forget to
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CODES: M/F, exhib., reluc (very light).
Dripping Fantasy #1: Bend Over
I was at the store with Monica, a beautiful tall I
work with. The company's Christmas party is only two
days away and we will all be exchanging gifts for the
occasion. So we both have to buy some Christmas
present for the work colleague that we have picked. I
pulled out my boss' name, Theresa, while Monica's
stuck with John, the company nerd.
After hours of shopping, we still walk around looking at
nothing and everything. I hate Christmas parties as
much as shopping...
"Do you have any idea what to buy for my stuck up
boss?" I ask.
"No idea whatsoever" she replies.
"How about a pair of those sexy panties?" I say,
pointing to an assortment of women clothes and
laughing.
"Yeah, it would be nice to see her when she opens the
box in front of everybody!" she laughed.
"I think I'll do it, it will be fun" I say enthusiastically.
"Sure, but what if she doesn't like jokes?" she
continues.
"Then it would be a proof the prude bitch really needs a
good fuck! Thinking of it, you could give the same
thing to John! It would be the only chance for this geek
to touch a pair of real anyway," I laugh.
Then I stop to think of it and add, "actually it would be
even more fun to give both of them a pair of *used*
panties, so they can smell the real thing!" I say with a
naughty smile.
"You are crazy Ron" she replies shaking her head.
I continue to plead with her, saying that nobody would
know who bought the gifts anyway.
"Come on, let's get your all wet and put them in
a box for John" I wink and extend my hand under her
skirt, heading directly towards her crotch. She tenses,
completely surprised of my bold move. I am just a co-
worker after all!
As she's about to stop me, I grasp her hand and tell her
that I'm gonna rub her until her are all
soaked with her juice. I love the look in her eyes
now. She's just so amazed, she can't decide what to do.
I look at her in the eyes I tell her about how John is
going to love receiving a pair of soaked woman's
panties.
"He such a nerd, I'm sure he'll use them to masturbate,
not knowing which the juices came from," I say in
a wicked tone, while Monica starts groaning. Her clit
doesn't seem to mind my finger, and so I sweep my
major up and down between her lips, spreading
them more and more on each pass.
After some time, a viscous liquid starts coming out from
between her legs and down on my fingers. As I continue
to play under her soaked with my left hand, she
starts relaxing and let go of her initial inhibitions. I start
pushing until the lips part and my finger glides inside
the lubricated tunnel.
I get in and out slowly, pulling as much of her fluids as
I can. I want the sopping wet. Hearing a sound, I
turn my head to the right and see a middle-aged woman
looking at us. I had almost forgotten we were in a store.
I look at her and pull my finger out of Monica's pussy.
The other woman, thinking she had made me stop was
about to talk, probably to reprimand me verbally.
Before she could say anything, I unzipped my pants. I
think her heart must have stopped in surprise.
Both women stared at me, Monica wondering why I had
stopped since the woman was behind her. I quickly
pulled my semi-hard dick out of my pants and grabbed
Monica's hand, using it to seize my cock. She let me do
it, probably not knowing what else to do. The other
woman was shocked that I wouldn't bring an end to my
dirty behavior.
I immediately started jacking off with Monica's hand. It
was so pleasurable. She was a very attractive woman
after all! I had thought of fucking her many times
before, but never got the guts to actually do it. Now, she
had her hand wrapped around my hard rod, stroking it in
front of a spectator.
"I want to make sure John gets a quality gift from you
Monica," I said to her releasing her hand.
I added, "why don't you bend over the counter, so I can
do a better job?" I said it loud enough so our eyewitness
could hear it. I didn't really wait for an answer and
pushed on Monica's back with my right hand while
holding my dick in the left one. I had to bend my knees
a little because she was shorter than me.
I used my right hand to push her aside to make
room for my cockhead, which I pressed against her wet
lips. I moved my glans up and down in her slit, putting
some pressure to get in.
"I want to fuck your baby, so we pull out as much
of your fuck juice as we can," I say provocatively,
looking at the staggered witness. Monica turns around
and notices the other person. Her reaction is to try and
pull away from me, but before that happens, I hold her
and give a strong push until all of my dick is inside her.
Feeling my large rod filling her must have given her
quite a sensation. She gasped for air and emitted a high-
pitched sound. Suddenly, the bystander turned around
and left. No matter, I didn't care about anything
anymore. I was so excited by the whole situation, I just
did the only thing I could possibly do. I fucked the
beautiful Monica real hard.
The clothes counter moved with each one of my thrusts
inside my co-worker's twat. I loved to hear the sound of
her juicy as I pounded on it. My hanging balls
were tapping on her clit with every push, and Monica
moaned and gasped each time.
After getting my rod in and out for a while, I heard
some shouting. It was our previous spectator coming
back again, only this time with a saleswoman. I don't
know what she said to me and I didn't care, really; the
fucking was too good to stop. So I continued ramming
inside Monica's stretched pussy, ignoring the shouting
bitches.
Having the two women right beside me while I fucked
my partner gave me a rush of adrenaline. They
themselves couldn't resist looking at my dick as it got
out the full thirteen centimeters, shining from the
dripping wetness of Monica's cunt, then disappearing
again when I pushed my rod back inside up to my balls.
At each roundtrip, more of her whitish, gummy fluids
stick to my shaft. Everything was damp; her panties, her
crotch, my rod; the gooey even dripped on my pouch of
skin, adding a sticky feeling on my balls each time I
pulled my cock.
I felt a surge of pressure at the base of my dick and in
my crotch and I knew what it meant! I gave a final push,
banging my balls real hard on the soaked lips of her
twat. Every single millimeter of my swollen cock was
inside her. I held my position for a second, and I felt the
tight squeezing me at regular intervals two or
three times. Monica was cumming and let out a loud
moaning sound.
She was still climaxing when I felt the point of no
return. I wanted to get my cock out, but about halfway I
was overcome by the exquisite feeling of the sperm
flowing in my shaft. I couldn't resist pushing myself
back inside as I shot my load in her cunt, almost
screaming.
I pulled out quickly after that and barely made it to
entrance of her sex when I spurted another strand
of semen on her half-opened slit. We were both
groaning and breathing hard. Then another batch of
spunk made its way out and flew to her already soaked
lips. A last string of white sperm didn't make it farther
than my own hand. It was finished.
I looked around for the two other women but there was
nobody. They must have left while I was busy emptying
my balls. I decided to leave quickly, just in case they
came back with the store's security or something.
"Now Monica, your are just perfect for John and
I think I know just what is needed for my boss, too!" I
said, extending my right hand to pick up a brand new
pair of from the counter. I used it to clean the
cum from my hand, as well as the dripping threads of
sperm extending from Monica's and down to her
thigh.
After I cleaned as much as I could, my brand new
pair of didn't look quite new anymore.
"A cum-drenched pair of for Theresa! The
perfect gift for that prissy bitch!" I added.
I winked at Monica and said, "I wonder what the
saleswoman will say when I pay for it…"
We both laughed.
The End
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