A fantasy I'd love to live.

Just browsing through I find I might have something worth sharing and, so, will make my modest contribution to your excellent forum.

I hope you enjoy my literary efforts.

Bearfactz

*** Poppy's Fantasy ***

Poppy had been waiting for tonight with some anticipation for several weeks now. After being off the road for an age her work was finally going to let her travel again; at last she'd finally get to meet Dave.


They been chatting and swapping emails for months. She did enjoy reading his stories, looking at his pictures and watching his videos. He wasn't particularly stunning and was half as old again as her, but he seemed genuine and fancied her like crazy. Now the time had come for an end to the cyber stuff. She still wasn't 100% sure about actually doing anything sexual; it was a very long way to go and opportunities were few and far between. However, Dave had stressed there wasn't any pressure on her and she could walk away if she didn't feel right. Part of her wished she's been more forthright and not left the opt out so available.


She waited in the foyer of the hotel, terribly nervous.


"Poppy ?"


She turned around, somewhat startled. He was standing a few feet behind her. She was a little disappointed, he was dressed in trainers, track suit bottoms and a tee-shirt. He sensed this immediately.


"The wife thinks I've gone training; I have to look the part. I would certainly made a far greater effort if I'd been able to, trust me." He had pre-empted her thoughts. Actually, sporty was a look hat suited him.


"Hello Dave." There was one of those awkward moments. They'd both seen plenty of explicit pictures of each other and spoken at length about the most erotic things they'd love to do to each other; quite probably tonight. But now, a friendly, introductory kiss seemed beyond them. She froze a little but he leant forwards, rested his hands gently on her hips and planted a tender kiss on her cheek. It was lovely, all the tension in the situation evaporated.


"Would you like a drink ?" This was good, he was taking away the awkwardness of that first meet and a drink would be a nice icebreaker.


"White wine please." There was still a hint of nervousness in her voice.


"Good choice." He lead her to a two-seater leather couch with a low round table in a corner of the area by the bar. This was a gamble on his part but, had she been less receptive to his initial kiss, he did have a plan B. She settled into one half of the sofa and smiled a smile that melted him. He'd hidden his terror at the thought she might not like him in the flesh, well. She had had similar insecurities.


Dave walked over with two glasses and an open bottle of dry white. This wasn't rubbish, if he couldn't impress with his dress, he certainly wasn't skimping on anything else. He looked a little bit more chubby than in his pictures, but she still liked the idea of what was ahead. Having barely exchanged a word she had made her mind up already.


He sat next to her and the two of them rolled together slightly in the soft, leather sofa. Suddenly his thigh was hard up against hers; this was their most intimate contact so far and he loved it. Her skirt had ridden up a little when she sat down, just enough to reveal a stocking suspender belt. This was a huge turn on for Dave and he had to tear his eyes from her beautiful leg before most of the wine went all over it ! They were acting like a couple of teenagers on a first date, which is exactly how he felt.


They adjusted themselves with an awkward shuffle and Poppy pulled her skirt down a little now it had done the job she wore it for. Ever since she had first turned round Dave had had to use all his willpower not to stare openly at her large tits. She had parked them in a black lacy bra under a teeshirt cut low enough to attract his gaze but not so as to attract the wrong kind of attention.


Dave's nerves showed when he poured out a glass of wine for each of them. It comforted her to know he was a little nervous too. They chinked glasses and she proposed a toast.


"To this evening." That threw him, but in the nicest way. That throwaway line had confirmed she was happy to go ahead.


"I'll drink to that, if you're sure ?" He didn't want to pressure her in any way. She leant over and kissed him on the cheek this time.


"Yes I'm sure." It was a delicate whisper, her soft, rural accent dripped over him like warm honey.


They sipped the wine with a good deal more relaxation, turning to the outer edges of the sofa so they could face each other better. She looked beautiful, voluptuously curvacious, with a strikingly pretty face framed by a blond bob and her blue eyes were real heart-melters.


"Do you fancy going to the room ?" He felt very confident in her answer. She didn't answer; just rose elegantly to her feet.


"After you, honey. Number 143." He collected the unfinished wine and followed her, trying not to make it obvious he was watching her skirt-clad bottom sexily wiggle in front of him. He wasn't alone, several other men in the hotel bar and foyer had seen this beauty come in and were also following her with their eyes as she walked.


He followed her up the stairs. The heeled shoes made her calves adopt a very pleasing outline on the eyes and he allowed them to rise up her shapely legs. After a couple of steps he was on eye-level with her sexy arse and he almost tripped and dropped the bottle from the lack of attention to his own feet.


"Everything alright dear ?" She knew exactly why he'd stumbled and wiggled it a little more to tease him. They were now over all signs of awkwardness and had started to be playful with each other. Arriving at the room Poppy stood back to let Dave open the door. She looked a picture of calmness now and very elegant with it. There was an assured sense of self-confidence about her now that they'd shared a few giggles and exchanged kisses.


He let her into a stylish room. This wasn't some sleazy motel; the double bed looked comfortable and scrupulously clean and the carpets lacked the usual blemishes. The bathroom was equally well prepared and had a fine looking power-shower.


She sat on the end of the bed and bounced up and down a little, testing it's springs.


"Everything OK ?" He was hoping this would be an unnecessary question.


"Just making sure we don't keep the rest of the hotel up all night !" His heart skipped a beat; he really was going to have a night of sex-fuelled passion with her; it really was going to happen. Dave took a piece of black cloth from his bag.


"Poppy love, do you trust me ?" She looked puzzled at him, not because she wondered what was going to happen but because she felt he shouldn't even have to ask.


"Of course, I'm here with you aren't I ?"


"I know. Sorry, just wanted to check." With that he folded the black velvet cloth and placed it, gently over her pretty, blue eyes. He secured it behind her head with a safety pin; she could see nothing but hear everything.


"Is it comfortable ?" This wasn't about any kind of painful bondage, her just wanted her to have to feel everything that was going to happen to her instead of seeing it.


"Oh yeah !" She rolled a sexy sigh into the second word; she was looking forward to the whole experience.


Dave lifted her to her feet and stood back while she got used to the position. He traced his finger down the back of her calf until it met the strap on her shoe. She laughed at his clumsy attempt to undo it but it came off easily at the second attempt. He wasn't very good at this, but she loved it all the more because of that. The second shoe followed soon after and she was relieved to be standing on her flat feet. Sexy footwear is all very well but it was tricky to balance in, especially when blindfolded.


He stood up and held her in a firm hug so he could whisper in her ear, "Any time, honey, any time at all, if you want to stop just say so."


"I will." She said it as much to re-assure him as herself. Her kissed her on the lips. Initially she wasn't ready for it and her mouth was closed, but she soon opened and sought out his tongue with hers. For the first few moments this wasn't madly passionate; it was gentle caressing. But then their kissing got deeper and tongues started delving into each others mouths. he put his arms around her waist and squeezed her into himself. She put her hand behind his head, massaging her fingers through his hair. He'd stood very slightly off-centre and she could feel his stiffening cock through his bottoms. 'Feel' was going to play a big part in this evenings activities. Unable to play the gentleman any longer he lowered his hands and gave her arse a good squeeze. She immediately detected his cock getting even bigger.


He pulled himself apart from her after the protracted kissing session. She stood groping space with her arms. He took hold of the hem of her top at both sides and started to lift it. Poppy knew exactly what was happening and raise her arms up in a playful, surrender gesture. He slowly lifted the garment over her head and dropped it to the floor. He stood back a moment. She had a very large bust, held in a beautiful shape by a pretty, black bra. The aureole of each nipple just poked out of the top of its cups. Dave's erection was fully hard, and the real sexy stuff hadn't even started yet. He unzipped her skirt from behind and she stepped out of it.


Poppy just stood there, patiently waiting for whatever he had in store which, right now, consisted of stroking the non-sexual parts of her underwear clothed body. He knelt before her lovely body and ran his hands up and down the outside of her thighs, occasionally giving them a gentle squeeze. Reaching up a little higher his hands came to rest on her hips, round her waist as he kissed her tummy. It tickled her and she giggled a little; he joined her in the amusement, it just seemed to fit the moment.


The sounds turned to a sharp intake of breath and a sigh as he planted a very firm kiss in the front of her delicate panties where there was a well defined indentation as they covered her young slit. This was the first, real sexual move of the evening, and Poppy loved it. Dave loved the closeness of oral sex and would, over the course of the night, put his lips and tongue into all his young lovers most intimate areas. He slowly removed her black panties to reveal a very neatly trimmed pubic bush. After pausing for a moment to enjoy this view he bent forwards to lick her undefended pussy a few times. This caused Poppy to breath in deeply.


Dave didn't linger there for very long, much as he would have loved to. There would be plenty of such contact as the evening progressed. He stood and stroked her generous bust through the thin material of her bra. As ever this was as soft a touch as he could manage; he was deliberately teasing her and she appeared to be loving it. Once more they embraced and kissed deeply but this time Dave reached around, behind her back to unclasp the bra. As they separated the bra straps fell slack by her sides but the garment itself remained in place, held there by her large breasts. Dave reached forwards and lifted each breast in turn to allow it to fall to the floor. Poppy now stood, arms by her sides, naked except for her blindfold, suspenders and stockings; looking beautiful.


He lead her to the bed where she lay down on her back. He whispered into her ear, "Roll over baby."


She complied and turned onto her front and, without any further instruction, spread her arms and legs out to her side a little. She felt his lips kissing the back of her neck and his hands stroking her sides. Dave wanted to kiss her all over and was in no hurry about doing it. He moved down her back putting delicate kisses all over as he went. He arrived at that arse he'd so willingly followed up the stairs earlier. His hands now massaged those cheeks as he kissed her. She felt the wet, cold wine run down it's crack that he'd dripped there.


He started to run his tongue down the crease between her buttocks, lapping up the drink, and watched carefully to see her reactions. Poppy found this new level of intimacy an intense turn on and encouraged him by reaching round to part her own cheeks. He carried on until he reached her rear entrance. Poppy gasped audibly at her first experience of a tongue on this most sensitive part of her body. This was a first for Dave too and, with no experience to draw on, he kept his tonguing of this hole to the softest he could manage. Poppy responded by pushing her lovely arse into his face; Dave took this as a strong hint to lick her exposed hole harder. He reached under her to rest a hand on her pussy only to find it dipping with her juices. He continued to run his tongue over her second hole and her sighs betrayed her true level of pleasure.


Dave pulled back and she pushed her hips up higher. This only served to make her pussy more accessible to his eager mouth and he now headed there. Even though he struggled to get into a comfortable position to lick at her this didn't stop him licking at her soaking lips and tasting her sweet stickiness from them. Poppy now used her hands to hold her pussy open for him and he took full advantage. Although he couldn't reach her clit he stroked his gently with two fingers. Dave was losing control a bit; he'd only intended this to be a bit of a tease but his (and her's) unexpected enjoyment of their rimming had taken things a little further and she was in danger of moving into a full-blown orgasm. Similarly it was all Dave could do not to take a hand to his own, hard but neglected, cock.


He backed off and gently eased her back, flat onto the bed.


"Are you OK ?" He was still a little unsure about their anal play and he'd never done it before and she'd never mentioned it.


"Oh God yeah." If there was any doubt about it her breathlessness re-assured him.


"Roll onto your back, honey." Poppy flipped herself over and Dave moved her to the centre of the bed. It took all his self-control not to wank his cock all over her right there with the beautiful view he had of her wet pussy and huge tits lying, flattened across her chest. Her pussy lips were partly open and obviously very wet and her nipples were clearly aroused. If that had been the objective of their foreplay he'd certainly succeeded.


Poppy heard Dave shuffling about in the room but was unable to figure out for sure what he was doing. She guessed he was taking his own clothes off. Her next sensation was the rope being tied to her left wrist. She resisted the initial temptation to pull away and let him tie the cord. He'd wrapped what she thought was a hankie around her wrist first before tying the cord firmly but not so tight as to be uncomfortable. Her arm was pulled back a little by the action of his tying the other end to the bed, but he'd left her with a fair degree of freedom and it didn't hurt at all. He carefully repeated he process for all of her limbs until she was held, spreadeagled with her whole body displayed for his pleasure and, now, at his mercy. It did occur to her that she was now quite defenseless and only had his earlier words for comfort.


Dave climbed onto the bed as sat astride one of her thighs as he bent over. She could feel his hands massaging her right tit as his tongue toyed with her nipple. She was also acutely aware of his hard cock touching her leg and responded by rubbing her thigh against it. Her clit was screaming for some attention but she was unable to satisfy that craving and would have to wait for her lover to find it. He was having far too much fun with her large tits right now. He dripped some more of the wine on them and took great delight in licking it up.


Poppy's heart lept ! She could still feel Dave's hairy body and wet tongue all over her but had heard the door open. There were now other people in the room, but staying silent. She had no idea who, or how many people were now studying her splayed out body. Dave removed himself from her and she was aware of whispers but nothing more. She did want to stop this, a little frightened but those emotions were lost as a tongue began to explore her wet pussy. She felt waves of pleasure coursing though her as this oral intrusion found her clit and knew exactly what to do with it. Once more a part of her lovely body was being washed with expensive wine.


She sighed deeply just as a body was felt to sit astride her torso, but clearly not with it's whole weight on her. Trying hard to concentrate while her pussy was being tongue-bathed she could feel a shift in weight on the double bed. Something was approaching her face, but it was not another face. She opened her mouth to received the oncoming cock; but it wasn't. It was the hairy, slightly wrinkled skin of a pair of balls. She couldn't be sure but rightly guessed they were Dave's, his obsession with having them played with was no secret to her. She started to run her tongue all over their surface and recognised his noisy sighs and moans. "This guy's so easy !" she thought and continued her onslaught of his sensitive balls. He drizzled more of the drink over his cock so it dripped down onto his ball bag as she licked it. She'd never had wine delivered to her like this before; but she liked it, a lot !


The stranger stopped licking her wet slit and Dave lifted his balls from her pretty face. She wondered what would come next. It wasn't long before she could fell Dave's cock gently forcing her pussy lips apart. He was always very hard but not the biggest of men. It still felt like heaven to her. The stranger had moved around the bed and Poppy could sense a presence leaning over her. She readied herself for another hairy sac or cock to be thrust upon her mouth. The shock took her to another level of excitement.


This was very obviously a breast, more precisely a nipple in her face now. She was more aroused than at any other time in her life. She'd often hinted at her desire to experience a girl/girl meet but it had never happened before. Now she had a tit in her own mouth. It wasn't a large, fully developed breast like her own but more like that of a slim teenager. She explored with her tongue far more, probably an A or B cup with small well defined and, by the sounds of the owner, very sensitive nipples. Poppy gave it a playful bite and heard the reaction. In return the stranger massaged her huge tits with a wonderful softness, teasing Poppy's own nipples with thumb and forefinger. Much as she loved Dave playing with them this was different, another woman's touch was far more delicate than he could ever hope to be.


All the time Dave slowly thrust his cock fully in and out of her dripping pussy. He supported himself on one hand so he could use the other to rub her clit inbetween his strokes. She felt his heavy balls hit her arse at the end of each push and then, when he withdrew, he'd finger her expose clit a little more. Poppy simply couldn't take in all the pleasure, a lovely young girl playing with her tits, giving her own for sucking and Dave's stiff cock gliding in and out of her while he toyed with her love button.


Dave pulled out of her and the girl stood back off the bed. She could hear them moving about. A hard cock head was again at her pussy and she readied herself for Dave's re-entry. But this was different, it was much bigger than his. It entered her slowly stretching her inner folds far more than he'd done. It was thicker and longer. The horny bastard, he's brought two. This cock didn't enter her as fully as he'd done and she wondered why. She didn't have to wonder for long as she felt a tongue on her clit; it certainly wasn't neglected now. Each time the big cock pulled out a tongue was all over her clit and the top half of her pussy. The girl was licking her while some one else fucked her; this was another new experience that blinded her with pleasure. But something wasn't right. The oral partner in this menage a trois was resting across her tummy and, far from having the petite tits she'd played with before, was the owner of a very hairy chest. It was clearly Dave; he was licking her while the other guy fucked her.


Poppy tried really hard to focus and picture what was going on, she could still see nothing and the various sounds of sex just merged into one. She felt the thick flesh retracting from her soaked vagina and his tongue followed it. As it returned, the tongue came with it for double pleasure. Slowly it dawned upon her, "The kinky bastard, he licking the guys cock too ! He's licking my pussy juices from another man's cock ! " She'd formed a clear picture of the setup and the bisexuality of it turned her on enormously. It was about to get even kinkier. She could feel the side of Dave's face resting on her neatly trimmed pubic hair and his tongue on her clit. Now she detected a subtle move; the stranger pulled their cock right out and seemed to be rubbing the shaft against her clit along the length of her slit. Dave face was still there, sort of. The movements gave the game away to her, he was actually sucking the end of that cock. While the shaft kept stimulating her pussy he'd moved to take the end in his mouth. Poppy so wished she could actually see this; she knew nothing of his bi tendencies.


Where had the girl gone ? Dave's movements suggested she was taking care of his cock. It was all Poppy could do to focus on her own pleasure. The eroticism of being tied up, blindfolded, aware of sexual situations she'd only ever dreamt of, but couldn't see, as well as the attention being lavished on her own sexual organs all added up to a mindblowing experience.


The large cock left her pussy completely to be replaced by two, clearly masculine, fingers. Dave's tongue was replaced by a couple more fingers rubbing hard on her clit. This wasn't foreplay, he was going all out for the full on orgasm, and she wasn't going to disappoint. Meanwhile the girl was back apparently massaging Poppy's huge tits. Or so it seemed, her long, soft fingers had squeezed those little puppies together but now she could feel something else. After a moment she realised it was another piece of rope. She as having her tits tied together. The cord was pulled quite tight and did hurt a little but not enough to distract her from the waves of pleasure eminating from her pussy. There was yet another sensation on her tits, it took her a moment of two to figure it out but the guy was now obviously having a tit-wank from her by pushing his cock right along the valley formed where they'd been tied up.


Everything was coming to a head, she could hear everyone in the room (including herself ) breathing faster and heavier by the second. Her own orgasms started and she cried out loud for the first time.


"All of you, now fuck, do me now right now !"


She tried to pull her arms in a little further but couldn't because of the restraints. Dave pushed his fingers into her a deeply as he could and swapped his tongue for the pair that had been working on her clit. Her forced her little love bud in circles with it, pressing it against her pubic bone. Poppy involuntarily thrust her hips up catching him in the face, but he didn't care. He couldn't ever say if he'd given a girl multiple orgasms before, but if he ever had to describe it this is what he'd have said it was like.


The guy let his cock rest against Poppy's mouth; she licked it's head and invited him to push more of it in. She sucked on it enthusiastically, teasing the slit in his head with her own tongue and using her lips to force his foreskin back and forth. Dave withdrew his fingers from her pussy but only to hold its lips apart and give his mouth and tongue better access to her clit. Poppy was in heaven, sucking on the larger cock and having her pussy treated to some intense personal attention. She started to climax and then the ecstacy just flowed like her juices.


Dave changed his position and moved off the bed, keeping up the action on her clit with his fingers. She could just about tell, through her own waves of pleasure, that he was rubbing her and getting wanked at the same time. The stranger pulled his cock from her mouth. She thought knew what was happening, the girl was wanking them both off, the end was approaching. It was clear that Dave was being distracted from her clit, which was a relief; it had been getting sore for the last few minutes and she welcomed the rest. She concentrated on listening to their breathing, trying to gauge when the final climax would come for everyone. The vision of both cocks being rubbed off over her fuelled her own fantasies.


She didn't have to wait very long. The deep sighs were accompanied by heavy spots of thick spunk splashing all over her bound up tits. She wasn't sure if they'd both come because she knew Dave always produced a huge amount of spunk on his own. After what seemed like an age the droplets stopped. Throughout the entire evening they hadn't said a word; apart from knowing Dave was a Scouser she had no idea where the other two were from or what they sounded like. The sounds had died down and there was no touching of her for a moment. She wasn't sure what would come next.


Again, her colleagues didn't keep her waiting long. Those sexy fingers unbound her tits and framed one with the girls tongue clearly licking the spunk from it. Another tongue cleaned up her tummy; that had to be Dave. He had a fetish for oral, her tummy and licking his own spunk from it. They were both very delicate about the action and meticulous about cleaning her up.


Poppy relaxed, quite exhausted by all the action, relieved that her poor pussy wasn't being attacked from all sides any more and that the restraints were gone from her tits at least. She could feel someone untying the ropes from her feet; she shook out her legs to get the circulation going again. The ropes were soon off her wrists also and she rubbed them to relieve the slight soreness. The blindfold was left on so she removed it for herself.


Initially the light hurt her eyes and she struggled to focus. After a few moments she could see Dave, sat in an armchair opposite the bed. He smiled warmly at her, himself exhausted with his cock completely flaccid, lying between his legs. She looked round the room for the others. The girl stood facing away from her, tall and very slim with long fair hair cascading down her back. Poppy could see the outline of those small, young breasts she'd enjoyed sucking so much earlier. Poppy was propped up on the bed now as Sammi turned round to face her, her pretty nipples centred on two pert breasts and her huge cock flopped down over her small ball sac.


*** The end ***