Fantasy Friday – Summer daydreams

It’s summer, and I’ve been lying in bed masturbating. The window is open and the morning sun and warm air feel delicious on my fair skin. I notice that the ropes are moving on the window washers rig. I grab the silk, fringed shawl that’s hanging on a chair and go to lean out the window.

He is there. Sandy haired, strong and lithe, sitting enjoying the sun. I notice his jeans are open and his cock is hard in the sunlight. I lean out the window, smiling, the shawl barely around my shoulders, not really covering my breasts as they sway against the buildings brick facade. He turns to look at me and I smile. He is not ashamed, makes no move to cover himself. Instead, he gently comes over to me, stands in front of me so that I am now eye level with his cock. It is hard and is reaching towards me. I, in turn, reach out and touch it. When I do, he puts his hands on my hair, touches the long, blond strands as though they were silk. His hand traces slowly down the sides of my head as I cradle his balls in my hand, and slowly stroke his shaft from base to tip. I put my hand around it, give a little tug and he gets the idea.

Inside, he begins to take off his jeans and I stop him. Just your shirt…and your shoes, I tell him. I like feeling rough denim on my bare skin and on my cunt. He lays down on my bed and I straddle him, run my hands from his hands, along his strong, golden arms, down the side of his torso. I kiss his chest, ask him if his nipples are sensitive. he says they are. I bite them a little, kiss them a little, circle them with my tongue. His cock is still sticking out from the fly of his jeans. I let it rub against my bush, occasionally tease it with my clit. I am very wet.

He puts his hands on my ass, sits me on his thighs, then pulls me down into a kiss, rolling me around on the bed. One hand on the small of my back, the other lost in my hair, my neck, cradling my face. There is something so deep and warm in his kisses. He squeezes one of my nipples and I say, I like that.

Tell me what else you like…he exhorts.

I show him instead. I turn so that my ass is in front of his face. He strokes my behind, slides his fingers under my thigh so he can play with my pussy. Mmmm…he says as he feels how wet I am. His cock gets even harder as he starts to finger fuck me. I am moving around, taking his jeans down (no underwear!) and kissing my way back up his legs, all the while his hand keeps working my pussy. I’m James, he says.

He has pulled my ass down and his tongue is beginning to explore around my outer cunt. I fall onto his his cock and slowly lower my mouth down over his massive hard-on. He moans with pleasure as I take him deep into my throat. I alternate this with short, tight strokes, using my hand as a movable cock ring. In between sloppy sucking, he says: I love the way your pussy tastes. its so warm and sweet. I begin to grind my hips with the rhythm of my mouth on his cock.

I am feeling it, the warmth spreads, the incredible bliss…I’m coming! I whisper-yell. He wraps his arms around my now undulating hips and holds his mouth and tongue still over my clit.

Then he crawls out from under me and tells me to look over at the door. My roommate has been standing in the door looking at us. I can see the bulge in his pants. He is smiling, rubbing his hand up and down on his hidden cock…

Stay tuned for the next installment of jr/bkny’s summer daydream.