VN's Fantasy Thread

Reminiscing a very steamy moment!

Now in a perpendicular position. My breast free of the restraining garment my nipples hard and stiff and your hand slipped from my breast to my hip.... rubbing my butt with your hand..... slipping your fingers between my cheeks and touching me lightly... letting your fingers glance over my skin....reaching between my legs and rubbing the inner aspect of my thigh as I sucked and licked more...... Keep pulling my hips towards your head as I swiveled around my knees by your head..... you pulled more and I straddled your head as my mouth kept contact with your cock and I squatted a bit to open my lips for you to see my inviting slit.... most definitely damp.

Then you reached up and cupped both hips in your hands and pulled me down.... raising your head to let me feel your breath on my inner lips.... licking the outside of my lips and letting me feel your tongue.... feeling my hips roll a little from side to side as your tongue touched me here and there... pulling me down harder and letting my slit rest upon your face, your tongue inside me... licking me in time. Your tongue swiping over my lips... tasting my lube as I produced more and more.....your tongue finding my hole and probing it... tonguing me there... a miniature cock.... but different... able to move on its own.... swiping at my clit...flattening out and rubbing it softly...moving your tongue from side to side... like licking an ice cream cone... hearing me moans as you touched and teased my clit into stiffness...

Pulling my hips down and licking harder and probing deeper.... my breath now grunting.... my hips pressing down on their own... wanting to feel your tongue more.... harder... on the sides... within my cunt... releasing and pressing..... fucking your face as your tongue licked and moved... teasing me higher and higher.... My mouth off your cock now.... my face to the side so I can take in deep breaths as my excitment grows.... my hips grinding onto your face.... my juices flowing well.... coating your face .... moaning how close I am and then crying out I'm there there.... as you feel me push my cunt down on your face......rubbing myself against your face and tongue.... fucking your face....
 
Thinking last time hubby was here!

Smiling, I step into the shower, my pussy still quivering a little as I remember last time together. The steam from the hot water rises and I inhale deeply as I rinse your scent, your sex, from my body. It's as though you are there with me, the smell of your passion thick, the warmth of the water caressing me as did your your fingers, your tongue, last time you were here.

I direct the intense spray onto one nipple and it instantly hardens, just as it did a few hours ago when you sucked it deep into your mouth, biting once; not enough to hurt but enough to make me squeal. Enough to make me want more. Snaking my fingers down my belly, I trace the path your tongue took, circling my sensitive belly button before plunging lower.

Grabbing hold of loofah with shower gell on it, I rub the loofah into my skin, lather forming in that soft nether region between navel and the thick fuzz of my pussy. I savor the feeling as my fingers reach downward, through the wet, soapy jungle of coarse hair, to slip between the fat lips of my pussy. I moan a little as I remember your tongue, teasing me with feather light touches before finally making its way to my swollen clit.

The bubbles tickles my swollen nipples as I massage the soft lather around and around my clit, groaning softly. With a shiver I remember your deep-throated chuckle when I begged, desperate for more, as you lapped at my quivering cunt. I let my soapy finger slip deep into my cunt, as your probing tongue had done . In and out, faster now, my hips are rocking forward, just as they did before when my legs were spread wide to your thick tongue. Pulling my slick finger out, I begin to tease my clit, the same as you did, now directing the hot spray onto the swollen nub.

I feel my pussy begin to drool as the warm spray tickles my swollen lips. The water pulses against my clit and I shudder, imagining that it is your tongue feverishly flicking at the sensitive folds. But I want more; I desperately need to feel the fat head of your cock spread my wet lips and force its way deep inside my cunt. Shoving two fingers deep into my pussy I bring the shower head even closer to my clit, until the water droplets spray like fire onto the sensitive tissue. With my other hand I fuck myself, thinking of your cock as it had plunged its way in and out of my greedy cunt with long sure strokes.

I feel the pressure build and I arch into the spray, allowing the hot water to take me over the edge. With a cry, I spear my quivering pussy, just as you did, your fat shaft piercing its way to my center as you sprayed your warm load deep into my cunt.

My hips buck at the sensation as, cumming hard, my pussy grabs hold of my fingers, gripping them tightly. My body quakes as I come, once, twice, three times, my clit pulsating hard under the rush of hot water as my strokes finally slow. Sighing, I pull the water away, my pussy still quivering. Rinsing the last of the soap from my lightly-sheened skin I smile again, remembering last time you were here and thinking, with pleasure..you coming home soon....
 
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This not fantasy,supposed to post this in masturbation thread but too long so I decided to post here in my thread.

Last night was a wonderful masturbation experience I had. I was busy lately and so had very little time to myself. Last night got a time to watch my fav.porn movie and I began to feel my clit throb and my cunt began to demand attention. I found it hard to ignore the sensations in my hyper-sensitive vagina and vulva. I even began to feel a dull ache in my lower belly from lack of stimulation. Finally, I could not stand it any longer. I shut the door of my room, took off my clothes and massaged my breasts and belly. I looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad, I thought. I like the curves and contours of my own body. I opened my legs wide and looked at how my lips were visible in the mirror. I wax part of my pubes and keep my lips and clit free of hair just so I, and my hubby,can see it.

Just looking at it in the mirror made me ache with desire. I had to touch myself. So I sat up in bed with my knees pulled up against my chest and put two fingers from each hand onto my exposed pussy from under my thighs. It was sort of like hugging myself. I kept my knees pressed together so there was a kind of pressure on my mound of Venus and on the hood of my clit. At the same time, that position made me feel my cunt was exposed and available. It's a great position. I ran my fingers over my lips, teasing them and then dipped two fingers into my cunt to wet them. The juices were already dripping out. My vagina was ready and dying to be penetrated. I just left my fingers still inside me for a while. Then, I pressed against my G-spot for a few minutes, feeling its roughness and the impatient clenching of my vaginal walls. I thrust in and out, teasing the sensitive ring at the entrance to my cunt. I had to stop, lest the orgasm mount too soon. From time to time, I slowed down, moaning in pleasure, my head thrown back against the wall behind the bed. Then I took those fingers out and began to massage my clit with their wetness, while putting the other two fingers into my cunt. I opened the fingers wide, feeling my vagina stretch as I made then into a V-shape and then feeling the walls fold back on them when I brought my fingers back together. With the fingers of my other hand, I worked the whole of the vulva area and also my perineum, which really responds to being massaged. Although I can never get an orgasm from massaging the perineum, nevertheless, it is deeply pleasurable in a calming sort of way. It also helps for a build-up to orgasm, as it keeps the movement going in the genital area while also stopping my clit fro taking off too soon.

By now, my cunt was giving off that earthy, relentless odour of my desire that never fails to arouse me. Then I went back to the vulva, feeling the pleasure grow more intense as I moved up to my clit. From time to time, I used my free fingers to massage the valley between my inner and outer lips. I ran my fingertips along the curved ridges of my lips, feeling the electric thrill they produced. All the time, I was thrusting in and out of my now very wet cunt with the fingers from the other hand. The contractions of pleasure began to increase in size and frequency in my lower belly. The ache I had been feeling there turned into sharp pangs of pleasure. My clit was responding very fast. I felt the whole of my cunt was alive and powerful.

I began to feel as if I would explode. The contractions of pleasure inside my vagina were forcing my vulva to bulge out from time to time, as if about to burst. I felt the need to bear down, so that I felt the canal of my vagina slip down along my fingers. It was sort of the opposite of clenching my cunt shut tight. Suddenly, a shot of warm fluid flew out of my cunt, soaking the backs of my legs and the sheets. It took me by surprise, and I reeled from the intense pleasure it gave me. The wetness was very slippery. I kept going, rubbing my clit faster and faster and thrusting in and out harder and harder, helped along by the wetness of the ejaculate. My whole body was shaking with the frenzy of my movements. I could even feel the waves of pleasure spread from my cunt to my ass. Of its own accord, my cunt was contracting hard against my fingers, clenching them. Soon, I was doubled up and shuddering in the throes of the best orgasm ever. I know I must have screamed loudly in pleasure. Then, slowly, I took my hands out of my cunt and put the four fingers into my mouth. Over and again, in the afterglow of the orgasm, I dipped my fingers into my cunt and then sucked my dripping fluids, rich and dense in taste. I cupped two fingers inside my cunt as if to make a spoon shape and scooped out the juices. My hand worked madly between my cunt and my mouth, lifting the juices to my lips. I wanted to drink every drop of my own essence.

Before I knew it, my clit was twitching back to life. My vagina was open and flexible, pliant and abundantly wet. It felt warm and relaxed. I dipped my fingers in and out, moving them from my mouth to my cunt and back again, while I opened my knees, and rubbed fast at my clit with my other hand. The more I rubbed, the more fluid there was to drink. I ejaculated again, this time, letting the fluid gush over my hand and drip down my wrist. It tasted sweet, like nectar. When the next orgasm rose up, it spread over me like a huge wave and I do not know if my hands were actually in my cunt or in mouth. Either way, I felt complete by the connection between my cunt and my mouth. I lay there, my legs open, one hand holding my still throbbing genitals, the other flopped on my belly. I rested, my cunt open and exhausted, fulfilled and giving.
 
This not fantasy,supposed to post this in masturbation thread but too long so I decided to post here in my thread.

Last night was a wonderful masturbation experience I had. I was busy lately and so had very little time to myself. Last night got a time to watch my fav.porn movie and I began to feel my clit throb and my cunt began to demand attention. I found it hard to ignore the sensations in my hyper-sensitive vagina and vulva. I even began to feel a dull ache in my lower belly from lack of stimulation. Finally, I could not stand it any longer. I shut the door of my room, took off my clothes and massaged my breasts and belly. I looked at myself in the mirror. Not bad, I thought. I like the curves and contours of my own body. I opened my legs wide and looked at how my lips were visible in the mirror. I wax part of my pubes and keep my lips and clit free of hair just so I, and my hubby,can see it.

Just looking at it in the mirror made me ache with desire. I had to touch myself. So I sat up in bed with my knees pulled up against my chest and put two fingers from each hand onto my exposed pussy from under my thighs. It was sort of like hugging myself. I kept my knees pressed together so there was a kind of pressure on my mound of Venus and on the hood of my clit. At the same time, that position made me feel my cunt was exposed and available. It's a great position. I ran my fingers over my lips, teasing them and then dipped two fingers into my cunt to wet them. The juices were already dripping out. My vagina was ready and dying to be penetrated. I just left my fingers still inside me for a while. Then, I pressed against my G-spot for a few minutes, feeling its roughness and the impatient clenching of my vaginal walls. I thrust in and out, teasing the sensitive ring at the entrance to my cunt. I had to stop, lest the orgasm mount too soon. From time to time, I slowed down, moaning in pleasure, my head thrown back against the wall behind the bed. Then I took those fingers out and began to massage my clit with their wetness, while putting the other two fingers into my cunt. I opened the fingers wide, feeling my vagina stretch as I made then into a V-shape and then feeling the walls fold back on them when I brought my fingers back together. With the fingers of my other hand, I worked the whole of the vulva area and also my perineum, which really responds to being massaged. Although I can never get an orgasm from massaging the perineum, nevertheless, it is deeply pleasurable in a calming sort of way. It also helps for a build-up to orgasm, as it keeps the movement going in the genital area while also stopping my clit fro taking off too soon.

By now, my cunt was giving off that earthy, relentless odour of my desire that never fails to arouse me. Then I went back to the vulva, feeling the pleasure grow more intense as I moved up to my clit. From time to time, I used my free fingers to massage the valley between my inner and outer lips. I ran my fingertips along the curved ridges of my lips, feeling the electric thrill they produced. All the time, I was thrusting in and out of my now very wet cunt with the fingers from the other hand. The contractions of pleasure began to increase in size and frequency in my lower belly. The ache I had been feeling there turned into sharp pangs of pleasure. My clit was responding very fast. I felt the whole of my cunt was alive and powerful.

I began to feel as if I would explode. The contractions of pleasure inside my vagina were forcing my vulva to bulge out from time to time, as if about to burst. I felt the need to bear down, so that I felt the canal of my vagina slip down along my fingers. It was sort of the opposite of clenching my cunt shut tight. Suddenly, a shot of warm fluid flew out of my cunt, soaking the backs of my legs and the sheets. It took me by surprise, and I reeled from the intense pleasure it gave me. The wetness was very slippery. I kept going, rubbing my clit faster and faster and thrusting in and out harder and harder, helped along by the wetness of the ejaculate. My whole body was shaking with the frenzy of my movements. I could even feel the waves of pleasure spread from my cunt to my ass. Of its own accord, my cunt was contracting hard against my fingers, clenching them. Soon, I was doubled up and shuddering in the throes of the best orgasm ever. I know I must have screamed loudly in pleasure. Then, slowly, I took my hands out of my cunt and put the four fingers into my mouth. Over and again, in the afterglow of the orgasm, I dipped my fingers into my cunt and then sucked my dripping fluids, rich and dense in taste. I cupped two fingers inside my cunt as if to make a spoon shape and scooped out the juices. My hand worked madly between my cunt and my mouth, lifting the juices to my lips. I wanted to drink every drop of my own essence.

Before I knew it, my clit was twitching back to life. My vagina was open and flexible, pliant and abundantly wet. It felt warm and relaxed. I dipped my fingers in and out, moving them from my mouth to my cunt and back again, while I opened my knees, and rubbed fast at my clit with my other hand. The more I rubbed, the more fluid there was to drink. I ejaculated again, this time, letting the fluid gush over my hand and drip down my wrist. It tasted sweet, like nectar. When the next orgasm rose up, it spread over me like a huge wave and I do not know if my hands were actually in my cunt or in mouth. Either way, I felt complete by the connection between my cunt and my mouth. I lay there, my legs open, one hand holding my still throbbing genitals, the other flopped on my belly. I rested, my cunt open and exhausted, fulfilled and giving.

:eek:.....remarkable, simply remarkable!
What an experience, I wish I had been there to taste you:kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
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