Fantasy Realised
It was just one of those normal, everyday type days when I was about
to head off out to country Victoria to visit some pre-arranged
appointments that I'd been meaning to catch up with for some time. As
I was walking out the door the phone rang and it was an old female
friend that I had not heard from for quite some time but that had been
lurking in the back of my heart. Everytime that I thought of this
lady, the thoughts quickly relayed to another part of my anatomy, that
was getting some very regular usage. However not with the person that
I wanted it to be. This lady was the one!
The conversation went smoothly and after I told her what was in store
for me this day she volunteered her company for the day, as I would be
returning within 8 to ten hours. We headed off for the day's
appointments with nervous anticipation and excitement which was
enhanced by her presence. We were like two old school chums that were
absorbed with memories and friends from a bygone era. After the days
work we were both feeling rather starved, her of food, I thought) and
me of lust passion and sex. I felt like pulling out my 10" shaft and
masturbating all over her. But being the gentleman that I am I found
it within myself to refrain. I suggested dinner and a bottle of good
red, to which she hesitatingly agreed. An old friend of mine had been
a Concierge at a well to do Hotel on one of the main thoroughfares in
Melbourne so I turned and made straight for the venue. I knew that we
would be well looked after there and quite probably the bill would not
be as high. Business wise my trip had not been that profitable. On
arriving at the venue we made our way straight to the cocktail bar.
(That word "cocktail" when placed together produce some marvellous and
tasteful pictures). After consuming a couple of aperitifs the mood
started to loosen and she began to be the person that I had painted in
my mind over and over so many times in the past and as recently as a
few minutes ago. Ther dinner was going beautifully, the food, a
gourmet's delight and the wine, well that was going done like a
flooding Niagara Falls. Was she trying to work up the courage to
approach me or was she hoping that by loosening up that I would
approach her? Whatever the reason my mind was racing and the mental
pictures were becoming more vivid by the second. Besides all the
greatness of the day and night so far, I noticed that there seemed to
be something missing. Through the glazed eyes of a half sodden person
and the lust fuilled thoughts I realised what it was. We were the only
patrons in this restaurant, and this being a Saturday night as well.
Those marvellous pictures of most peoples fantasy was rapidly bringing
me to the point of uncontrolled passion. Whilst looking into her
crystal glazed eyes and not hearing a word she was saying, I unzipped
my trousers and commenced stroking what was now a huge moistened cock.
Moistened by the thought of my fantasy that I had been trying
unsuccessfully to attain for so many years. To my embarassment I felt
she had began to realise what I was up to below the crisp white,
starched table linen. My cock was so wet it was dripping onto my shoes
and I'm sure if I had stood up there would have been trails showing on
my black suit trousers. What the hell, I thought, and kept on stroking
my shaft, wiping it occasionally on the underside of the table linen.
To my amazement, she reached across with her left hand, and as if to
confirm her thoughts touched the head of my shaft. She showed
absolutely no quarms or sense of disgust or embarassment, she just
moved her fingers, which had been moistened by my cum, up to her lips
and began to lick them. From here it was all green lights and we
thrusted and lusted each other until the table cloth was saturated by
her cum that I could not swallow whilst licking her on the table and
from mine that had oozed from her pussy whilst I continued to thrust
her. Surely the waitress would enter sooner or later. She didn't, this
was the only lady that was important and this was the moment that a
lifetime of longing had rewarded me with. Nothing would spoil this
night ever.
(This actually occured and is true in all it's detail. As gentlemen
don't talk, her name shall remain secret to all except me and the
moment shall remain precious to me) (Silverfox, Melb. Victoria)
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