1. Fantasy and Reality


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

    But she had included a phrase that I had learned long ago never refers to something positive: don’t take this the wrong way. Whatever it was, whatever she had to say that I should not take the wrong way, made her uncomfortable. Whatever that something was, she thought that I might not want to hear it. That made me uncomfortable, as well. …………………….. The inside of the car was freezing. I turned up the climate control and the window defroster, and headed out onto the road to Sandra’s place. “And what is it about rough that we couldn’t talk about at dinner?” I asked. “I shouldn’t have said anything.” She said, looking out the passenger side window. “What is it about you wanting rough sex that I might take the wrong way?” “I love what we do in bed. You are a very good lover. You satisfy me in every way.” “And?” I said, after an awkward silence. “You are very good at sex, and the most erotic man I have ever met.” Awkward silence again. “But?” I finally asked, sensing that there was more that she wanted to say. “I’d like the sex to be rougher. I want you to be rougher with me. I don’t want you to be afraid to make it hurt a little.” I had been fucking Sandra almost from the time of our first date. I always made her cum, and there were never any complaints. Now I’m told that in all that time, Sandra did not think that I had been rough enough. I should have accepted the revelation as something positive; something that would make our intimate times together that much more interesting ...
    and pleasurable. I should have, but I did not. It was a hit to my male ego. “And how am I supposed to take that?” It was a stupid question, but all I could think of at the time. “It’s not a criticism. Please don’t take it that way. It’s a suggestion; an idea; something we can consider adding when we play.” Sandra could phrase it however she wanted. The bottom line was that it was not just something that we could consider adding. And it was not just a suggestion. It was something that she wanted; something she needed; something that was important to her which had been missing from our love making; something that I had not provided. It bothered me that all this time I had not been satisfying Sandra’s sexual needs; providing what she wanted. What else was I not doing? What else had she not told me? Sandra leaned over the car’s center console and placed her hand on my upper thigh, groping for my manhood. “Tonight you discovered my biggest fantasy. I want to be tied up and teased until I cum. I have never told anyone about that before, not even my girlfriends. I have the opportunity to explore that fantasy tonight and make it come true. And you are the one who I want to be with when the fantasy becomes a reality. I just want it to be perfect; the way I’ve dreamed about it.” “And I’ve not been rough enough?” I asked, ignoring her explanation and hand exploring my groin. “I just want you to know that when you tie me up and tease me tonight, you can be as rough as you want. I’d like ...