("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2006. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Dirty Dreams by Anonymous (1991) *** I love to fantasize about having swift, anonymous sex. Being a housewife, my experiences are rather confined, but I still manage to find some objects for my fantasies. (MF, wife, cheat, dream) *** The other day we had the plumber come over to fix the pipes in the basement. He was a tall, good looking man in his 30's. Very friendly. I came down with a beer for him. Thinking about him later, I saw myself in a sheer nightie when he arrived. Looking at myself in the mirror, I could see right through the thin material and see my bushy pubic hair and my thick red nipples. I got out a beer and took it down to him, calling him on my way down the steps so he would look up and see my tits bouncing as I moved down, and so he could see what I was wearing. "I bet you're getting all sweaty working down here. I brought you a beer." I stood before him with my tits sticking out, the big red nipples nearly popping through the nightie. I could see his eyes roaming over me, glancing at my round belly and the dark hair between my legs. I could see the effect I was having on him. He had tight jeans and they were starting to bulge at the crotch. I smiled at him. "Does that taste good?" I asked him. He nodded his head and I said, "I have something that tastes even better." And then I lifted the hem of my nightie and showed him my fat, hairy cunt. His eyes bulged out at that and I reached for his long, curly hair and pulled his head to my pussy. "Eat me! Shove your tongue inside my cunt and suck up those juices, come on! Come on and fuck me, stud... let's see how you can fix my pipes." And then I stretched out on the cold basement floor. But I wasn't cold. I was burning up. My eyes were bulging as I looked at his huge prick hovering over me. I screamed for him to shove it in and he did, ramming right up my cunt and stuffing me with cock. I groaned and shivered and clung to him, wrapping my legs around his muscular ass, spurring him to fuck me harder and harder. But that stud plumber isn't the only one I fantasize about. Next door to our house are the Millers. They both work, but he works a night shift at his factory and so he's home during the day. I imagine going over to see him to borrow, what else?-a cup of sugar. He asks me if I know anything about bad backs and I tell him I'm an expert masseuse. Then he strips off his clothes and I take mine off to be more comfortable and agile. I squatted over his naked back, letting my pussy scratch over his ass. Then I massage his shoulders, neck and back, moving down with circular kneading motion till I've reached the small of his back. I shift back from his ass, pressing my pussy to one of his thighs, rubbing my dripping cunt juices into his skin and making him tremble. I move my hand in between his buttocks and feel his hairy crotch, reaching in till I touch his asshole and scratch at his balls. It's a wonderful sensation and I know that I'm turning him on. Then without warning, he flips over and his rock hard slippery looking cock is sticking up at me like a thick sword. That's when I lose myself, I don't care that I'm married and have a child, I don't care about diseases, or consequences, I grab it! I work it back and forth a few times before I mount him. His greasy cock swells inside my tight hot pussy and I ride him like my life depends on it. He cums first, but I'm not far behind him; when his hips jerk I groan just knowing that another man other than my husband is filling my unprotected cunt with his hot sticky cum. But I'm totally beyond caring now, all I want to do is feel him cumming in me, smell his hot cum as it gushes our around his cock as we fuck each other. Then, our hearts pounding, I collapse on to his chest, panting for breath... ** So anyway, it's hard for me to see Mr. Miller in real life now after my very vivid fantasies about him. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 48