1. Fantasy and Reality


    Date: 8/2/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: mike8253, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    The conversation was not that unusual; we talked about sex all the time. It was where we were having the discussion that made it atypical: at dinner, before a warm, crackling fire, at an old colonial Inn, surrounded by a dozen other diners. It was our six month anniversary. We celebrated with an evening out and a quiet dinner; me in a suit and tie, Sandra in a little black, cum-fuck-me dress, which she insisted on wearing despite the frigid winter weather. Her long, strawberry blonde hair sparkled in the flickering firelight; bright red lipstick and manicured nails contrasted with her fair skin; and a double string of white pearls sparkled around her neck. Freckles on her cheeks gave her the little girl appearance that I liked. She was easily the best looking woman in the room. Even our waiter seemed to pay more attention to her than to others in the dining room, including me. The mid-thigh length dress clung to Sandra’s body like a second skin, revealing considerable cleavage, the sloping curve of her ass, and much of her toned, athletic thighs. Still, it was not much to wear when the outside temperature was below freezing. If things went as I hoped, and Sandra’s manner of dress certainly suggested that it would, I looked forward to getting home and slipping that tiny piece of fabric off her luscious body. How we got onto the subject of sex so early in the evening, I do not recall. Nonetheless, that was the hushed topic. Sandra was enjoying her second glass of burgundy, ...
    picking at a salad, and telling a detailed story about what one of her girlfriends like to do in bed. Sandra liked sex, often initiating our encounters. And, she had the erotic mind and sensuous body to be really good at it. She took some pride in being a woman who was confident in her sexual abilities. Despite her confidence, and perhaps because we were still relatively new in our relationship, Sandra sometimes expressed a concern that I might think less of her because of her sexually interests and desires. Her revealing that one of her girlfriends liked or did something in the bedroom seemed more of an attempt to validate Sandra’s own interests and likes rather than a simple tale of a friend’s secret desires and activities. If one of Sandra’s girlfriends liked doing something in the bedroom, it was okay for Sandra to like it too. If a girlfriend did something that might be considered sexually unusual or different, then it was acceptable behavior for Sandra. If her pal Bonnie liked to take it in the ass, then Sandra could do anal as well without seeming to be “different” or a slut. Whether any of her revelations were the truth or just something to cover and approve her own wants and needs, I do not know. It was not necessary for her to tell me the tales. But if they helped Sandra to explain her own needs and desires, what was the harm. By a warm, dancing flame, in an old colonial fireplace, Sandra whispered her story about a friend being tied to a bed for the first time and ...
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