Top 10 Sexual Fantasies – P2
Part 2 is the second of a 3 part erotic tale of Charlotte’s journey through her Top 10 sexual fantasy bucket list
James and Charlotte were naked together on the couch, but their focus of attention could not have been any farther apart. James’s eyes were glued to the TV screen where images of a homemade video were playing out. Charlotte was working her tongue down James’s body, intent on eventually finding his erection.
In the video, Charlotte was on the very same couch being fucked by a muscular, thirty-something home security system installer whom she had seduced the week before. The video was James’s idea. But fucking the installer was Charlotte’s.
She was working her way through a list of her top ten sexual fantasies and seducing a stranger in her home happened to be on the list. The lucky installer was pounding his sizable cock into her at a rapid pace and Charlotte’s cries of pleasure were filling the family room as James watched.
James watched as Charlotte wrapped her legs around the lucky man’s waist and played with her tits. Her squeals of joy signaled an imminent orgasm. The man urged her on.
Meanwhile, Charlotte had found James’s stiff shaft and was methodically bobbing her head up and down on it. She had watched the video enough times that a real, live cock to play with took precedence over the filmed fucking. Not that she hadn’t enjoyed the installer.
“My God, Charlotte. Was he as good as it looks?” James asked.
Charlotte lifted her head just long enough to say, “Not as good as you in the elevator at work. But still good.”
Her mouth once again engulfed James’s cock and he listened to Charlotte groan her way through a massive orgasm on the video. The man was lifting her by the ass and burying his cock in her at a dizzying rate. Charlotte’s tits rolled on her chest as she gyrated back and forth.
Then she said, “Now watch this.”
At the same time Charlotte’s tongue returned to his cock, James saw the man pull out of Charlotte and begin to stroke his substantial cock. He held it over her stomach, but it was aimed much higher. Suddenly, a long, white stream of cum shot out, accompanied by an animalistic grunt by the man. The cum landed at Charlotte’s neck and left a stream clear down below her tits.
Second and third shots landed directly on her tits. Subsequent blasts left strings of semen that dripped over her nipples and accumulated in pools on her chest.
It was too much for James to stand. He felt his balls contract and his own orgasm erupted inside Charlotte’s mouth. She knew from experience that he was capable of producing lots of cum in a short period of time. She swallowed what she could and tried to suck on him at the same time. Cum streamed out the corners of her mouth and down her chin. But she never backed away and let her coworker boyfriend finish.
When James looked down, he saw Charlotte wiping her chin with her finger, pushing excess cum back into her mouth. She sensuously licked the finger clean and smiled down at him.
“Holy shit,” James moaned. “What a video. What did the guy say when you were done?”
“I asked him if maybe the system wouldn’t need adjusting in a week or so,” Charlotte said while licking James’s cock clean.
“Oh, I’m sure you did. You’re a fucking nymphomaniac,” he said.
“And we’re not even halfway through the list,” Charlotte reminded him.
“So what’s next?”
Charlotte lay on James and moved up so her face was directly above his. “I think you’re going to like this one.”
James raised his eyebrows and clutched her bare ass cheeks with both hands.
Charlotte said, “I’d like a threesome.”
She waited for a moment, and then added, “With another woman.”
James’s mouth hung open. He couldn’t tell for an instant who’s a fantasy she was fulfilling—hers or his.
“But with my rules,” Charlotte quickly said. “You can only watch until I say it’s time to join us. And then it’s only to satisfy ME. You’re on your own with other women. This is MY fantasy.”
As with all the fantasies on the list that the couple had tried—forced sex, in an elevator, at work, and a stranger in Charlotte’s home—James was obedient to Charlotte’s wishes. This was going to be the first time, however, that the sex would be in front of James and he couldn’t participate. But the idea of the beautiful, twenty-eight-year-old brunette with another woman was enough to cause his cock to twinge even now.
“OK. But who’s the other woman?” James asked.
“I haven’t figured that out yet. I doubt if Emma Watson is available, so it might have to be somebody from work,” Charlotte said. “Who do you think would go for it?”
“Does marital status count?” he asked.
“I don’t think so. Lots of married women probably would love to be with another woman at some time or another.”
James thought for a second. “Well, I always thought Karen would be fun in bed, but she’s married. Debbie in accounting is kind of cute, but I think she’s too shy to do it.”
“How about Mary, the receptionist?”
James looked up at Charlotte. “And she’s recently divorced.”
“Exactly,” Charlotte said.
“She’s probably thirty-three or thirty-four,” James said. “Not too old?”
Charlotte shook her head. “Just right. She knows what she wants by now.”
“Will you talk to her?”
Charlotte smiled. “Do you mean seduce her? Sure.”
“So, what did you and James do this weekend?” Mary asked Charlotte as they sat alone in the small cafeteria at work.
Charlotte had to pause for a second, trying to come up with something far less erotic than the truth.
“Oh, just watched videos,” Charlotte replied, proud that she didn’t have to lie. “Nothing unusual for us. How about you? Any hot dates?”
Mary scoffed at the question. “I haven’t had a hot date since before I was married.”
“I would think guys would be crawling all over themselves to take you out,” Charlotte said.
“Apparently not,” Mary said. “I’d have better luck with women.”
Charlotte almost fell off her seat when she heard the words come out of Mary’s mouth. All she had to do now was find a way to pick the receptionist’s brain without making it too obvious.
“Me, too. Sometimes it sounds pretty tempting, don’t you think?”
Mary nodded. “I think every woman wonders about that at one time or another.”
“Wonders about it?” Charlotte inquired.
“About being with another woman,” Mary said nonchalantly. “I mean, isn’t that like a popular fantasy?”
Charlotte shrugged. “I suppose. But how many actually follow through on it.”
It wasn’t a question, but Mary pursued it anyway. “The brave ones do.”
“The women who have been left unsatisfied by men time and time again, and suspect that only another female knows what they really want,” Mary said. “Don’t you wish that a man knew how to use his tongue? Don’t you get tired of having them cum in three minutes and not even realize you have a clit? Surely you get tired of having them maul your breasts?”
Charlotte’s eyes got bigger with each question. Hearing the normally soft-spoken blonde speak with such passion was NOT what Charlotte expected. But the quivering inside her pussy made Charlotte realize Mary had her attention. She was convinced more than ever that this was the best candidate to scratch another item off Charlotte’s list.
“Are you brave?” Charlotte asked.
This time it was Mary who sat back, surprised at the query. Was Charlotte asking her to try it?
“I don’t know,” she said honestly.
“My answers to all your questions were ‘yes’,” Charlotte said calmly.
Mary didn’t speak, looking down at the table and nervously playing with a fork instead.
“Mary, I’ve got a proposal for you,” Charlotte said, leaning forward as she spoke.
“What did she say?” James said, moving his cell phone from one ear to another.
“I didn’t think she was going to go for it at first. But I kept telling her it would just be her and me, and that you would be watching, and then maybe you and I would have sex afterward. That seemed to be fine with her,” Charlotte said. “But it took a lot of convincing that I and her would have all the time we wanted…without you ‘interfering’.”
James laughed. “You are so fucking lucky. She’s really a good looking woman. I bet she has great little tits. I’m hard just thinking about it.”
“God, James. If anybody should know about her tits it’s you. You stare down her sweaters and blouses more than anybody I know.”
“OK. So I’ve seen just about all of her except the nipples. I’m still jealous,” he said.
“We set it up for next Saturday. Is that OK with you? My place?”
“I’ll try not to cum on the drive over. Put on a good show, OK?” James said.
“I just hope she’s happy when we’re done. I’m nervous. I want it to be good,” Charlotte confided.
“I’m thinking the two of you will know what to do. You’ll both be screaming before it’s over.”
Charlotte sighed. “I hope so.”
When Saturday evening arrived and Charlotte stepped out of the shower, she faced the highly unusual chore of picking out clothes to please a woman, instead of a man. As the process progressed, however, she decided it was not all that much different after all. She wanted something to highlight her ample breasts, a thin waist, and long legs. The blouse and jeans she decided on were only slightly more ‘feminine’ than something she might have chosen for James’s benefit.
Charlotte decided to go braless. Again, not necessarily a concession just for Mary.
The short drive to Charlotte’s place gave Mary an opportunity to second-guess her own wardrobe. She had gone with a tight-knit top that hugged her athletic frame…and jeans. Mary worried about her nipples, prominent in their uncovered state as they pressed against the top’s material. Was she being too obvious not wearing a bra? If only she knew how much she and Charlotte thought alike.
The only person not worried about any of it was James. Not that a guy in his late twenties normally worried more than two seconds about clothes. But his role on this evening would be simple: act as the fascinated observer of two women having sex, openly showing his excitement in the form of an erection in order to stroke the egos of the females. They were going out of their way to look sexy, and his job was to convince them they were. Easy.
By a little after eight o’clock, all three were sitting in Charlotte’s living room—eating, drinking, and laughing just like any three coworkers might do when they were together. But there was tension in the air; a sense of something significant about to happen that was somewhat out of their control. At first, they sat far apart, in separate chairs and couches. However, as time wore on they started to come together as if through magnetism.
Eventually, Charlotte and Mary were on the same couch; on the same cushion. At one point when Mary leaned back after putting her drink down, her body rubbed against Charlotte’s. Silently, both women felt tremors flow through their bodies. Charlotte casually put her hand on top of Mary’s and squeezed it gently. Mary pressed her leg harder against Charlotte’s. It would happen soon, and James recognized it from his nearby chair.
The opening both women waited for occurred when Charlotte glanced over and caught Mary peeking down the front of Charlotte’s loose-fitting blouse. Charlotte smiled at her and Mary blushed a bright crimson.
“Sorry,” Mary said softly.
“Unbutton it,” Charlotte replied. “Just one if you want.”
Mary’s eyes returned to the opening. Her entire body threatened to shake as she lifted one uncertain hand. Mary touched the blouse and lightly gripped the top button. A few seconds later, she had it undone and let the blouse hang free, withdrawing her hand quickly.
Charlotte grinned and softly pulled the blouse open where Mary’s hand had just been. A major portion of both breasts was now visible and Mary found it difficult to not stare.
“Go ahead. Touch me, Mary.”
The hand returned, this time sliding down from the top, inside the blouse, and onto the soft skin of Charlotte’s cleavage. Mary could feel the rapid rise and fall of Charlotte’s chest. She was glad she wasn’t the only one anxious about what they were doing.
Mary let her fingertips spread out to make contact with Charlotte’s breasts. But she never touched them for more than an instant.
“Sit in my lap, Mary,” Charlotte finally said. “Face me. I want to see your beautiful eyes.”
Mary withdrew her hand and got off the couch. She swung around and straddled Charlotte’s legs. She settled down into Charlotte’s lap and scooted forward until they were both comfortable.
“Now kiss me,” Charlotte told her.
Their eyes met and, after a brief moment of soul searching, both women knew it was going to be OK. Mary leaned forward, her lips sealed in solemn firmness. Charlotte sat still, waiting for the first sexual contact between them. Their mouths seemed to be separated by only the thinnest of margins. And then they touched.
The kiss hardly met the criteria of a kiss. Lips touched, but it was an impassioJames meeting of skin. Charlotte was the first to move. She separated her lips and allowed her tongue to glide gently over Mary’s mouth. That was all that was needed for Mary to respond in kind.
It took a minute or two of experimentation, but the kiss soon became passionate and the women were moaning loud enough for James to hear. Their hands began to explore each other in quest of bare skin.
“Take it off, Mary,” Charlotte whispered into Mary’s ear. “Take off my blouse.”
They kissed again while Mary quickly finished unbuttoning the blouse. She yanked it out of Charlotte’s jeans and flung it open with both hands. She wanted desperately to feel Charlotte’s breasts but waited for permission. It wasn’t necessary, but Charlotte sensed her hesitation. So, she took Mary’s hands and lifted them onto her tits.
A turning point had been reached. Mary was now eagerly fondling another woman and Charlotte wanted more. This could only result in one thing: the fulfillment of another fantasy on Charlotte’s list. The remaining question was how quickly it would occur and how satisfying it would be.
“They’re beautiful, Charlotte. And you’re beautiful,” Mary said, never taking her eyes off the breasts.
“They’re yours tonight, Mary. I want you to do whatever you want.”
Mary began by pulling the blouse off Charlotte’s shoulders and down her arms. Once she had it off, she tossed it aside and put her hands back on Charlotte’s erect nipples. Charlotte responded by wrapping her fingers around Mary’s breasts on the outside of her top. Both women closed their eyes as wave after wave of excitement flowed from their tits down to their pussies.
Charlotte only waited a minute before lifting upon Mary’s top and pulling it over her head. With both women topless, they kissed and allowed their breasts to come together for the first time.
Thinking he would be unseen and unheard by the women, James opened his pants, pulled out his cock, and slowly stroked it. He’d have to pace himself, as the scene in front of him was enough to make him cum quickly.
It was at the end of a very long kiss that Mary said to Charlotte, “I
think we have his attention now.”
The women smiled as they acknowledged James’s erection. And the show had just
Charlotte put her hand on the back of Mary’s head and pulled it forward in an
unmistakable offering of her body. Needless to say, Mary was shy in the initial
stages of her exploration of Charlotte’s breasts. She lightly kissed all around
them but never came near the nipples. It was only when Charlotte purposely
moved her body to practically force Mary to kiss a nipple that the first
contact took place.
Once that hurdle was cleared, Mary spent considerable time kissing and licking
and sucking on Charlotte’s firm breasts.
“Oh my God, that’s good,” Charlotte moaned. “Harder, Mary. Do it
Mary put a nipple between her teeth and gently pulled on it. When Charlotte
pulled Mary’s head down, even more, Mary nibbled with greater intensity.
“Yes! Just like that!”
Mary attacked both breasts and stared lovingly at the bright pink nipples that glistened with the moisture from her mouth.
“You’re incredible,” Charlotte told her. “Let me show you how good that feels. Get up here.”
Charlotte pulled Mary up and positioned her tits right in front of her mouth. A couple of light kisses were followed by forceful sucking. Mary’s body writhed in Charlotte’s lap and she moaned loudly.
James let go of his cock just as precum started to ooze out of the tip. He
leaned back in his chair and watched while his cock throbbed on its own.
Charlotte sucked on Mary’s tits for another couple of minutes, but both women were
approaching desperation. Mary spoke first.
“I want you, Charlotte, and need to make love to you.”
“I want you, too. Stand up. OK?” Charlotte said.
As soon as Mary was on her feet in front of the couch, Charlotte was next to
her. Simultaneously, they began to take off each others jeans. They giggled as their hands and arms and legs intertwined in a wild stripping of clothes. They were almost childlike in their efforts to get the other one naked first. When it was over, they hugged each other and felt the wonder of nude bodies grinding together in pure lust.
Their hands wandered into every corner and crevice; over every bend and curve. Charlotte took one of her soaking wet fingers and let Mary taste her own sweet juices.
“Mmmmm,” Mary said. “That’s how much I want you. Don’t make me
wait any longer.”
Charlotte took Mary by the arms and pushed her back towards the couch. Mary flopped down onto the cushion and Charlotte got on her knees. She gently pushed Mary’s legs apart with her hands and inched her way forward. Charlotte stared intently at Mary’s lovely pussy and the fine blonde hair above her clit.
“I’m going to make you cum now, Mary. Just relax and enjoy it.”
Mary looked over at James. The look on his face bordered on disbelief. But the size of his erection told Mary everything was working. She was about to have a beautiful young woman eat her pussy and the guy watching was about to cum. She saw the sizable drop of cum on the head of James’s cock and, for just an
instant, was jealous she couldn’t get to it. But then Charlotte put her face in
Mary’s pussy and James were an afterthought.
Charlotte wished she had more of a clue what to do. Yes, she knew what pleased her when it came to oral sex. But having it done to you and doing it to another woman were two different things. She was going to have to rely on instinct, which may or may not have been to Mary’s liking.
Charlotte began by licking the inside of Mary’s thighs. The skin was silky
smooth and cool to the touch. It wasn’t until Charlotte was closer to Mary’s
clit that she felt the warmth rising from the woman’s pussy. The intoxicating
aroma made her next move very easy.
Charlotte’s tongue circled for a moment, and then slid down over the ultra-sensitive nub that was Mary’s clit. Mary hung on to the edge of the cushion as the tongue rose again, gliding across the clit and applying just the right
amount of pressure.
“Ohhhhh, Charlotte. Yes!” Mary sighed.
Charlotte stabbed at the clit a few more times, and then pressed harder. She
kissed the area and spread her lips enough to allow the clit to enter her
mouth. Charlotte bit down and stroked Mary repeatedly with her tongue. Mary’s ass rose from the couch and Charlotte slid her hands underneath.
“Oh fuck! Yes! Right there!”
A few feet away, James was once again pulling on his cock. He didn’t know what he wanted most: to shove his cock inside the beautiful blonde pussy Charlotte was eating; or, to stand behind Charlotte’s tight ass and fuck her.
unfortunately, his role didn’t yet allow either dream to be fulfilled.
Female moans of pleasure increased in volume and urgency. Charlotte was
thoroughly enjoying her job of teasing Mary’s clit. But she suspected that
another approach would finally bring on the orgasm she felt building up inside her friend.
She moved her tongue down, flicking aside the flaps of skin-protecting Mary’s cunt. Charlotte inched her way lower until the sweet taste convinced her she was in the right spot.
Mary’s breathing was more erratic now, and every muscle seemed ready to snap. If Charlotte did what she thought she was about to do…
From his chair, James watched as his girlfriend’s tongue extended out, and then began to disappear inside Mary’s body. He had to lean back again, closer than ever to spurting cum all over himself. He saw Charlotte’s mouth completely engulf Mary’s cunt.
Mary cried out her approval as the warm tongue probed the inside of her pussy. No cock had ever made her feel that way. No cock could find the places Charlotte was going.
All Charlotte knew to do was fuck her friend with her mouth, and she did it
with surprising skill. Mary was very close.
The orgasm began when Charlotte pulled her tongue out and found Mary’s clit once more. Mary thrust her hips forward, forcing her pussy into Charlotte’s face. Her body finally let go.
“Now! Ohhhhhhh God!” Mary yelled out.
Charlotte grabbed her by the waist and hung on, her face buried on top of the throbbing clit. Each swipe of Charlotte’s tongue caused Mary to explode inside. She lost track of the number of times her orgasm started anew. Perspiration made her bangs cling to her forehead, and her juices trickled down the inside of her thighs. For over a minute she was completely lost in intense delight.
Finally, she had to try to back away from Charlotte’s mouth.
“OK! Please. Stop,” Mary begged. “That was…oh God…that was
Her panting convinced Charlotte their first attempt at lesbian oral sex was
successful. Charlotte’s own pussy yelled out for attention, but she fought the
urge to touch it. Luckily, Mary was in control enough to remedy it.
“Come here,” Mary gestured. “It’s your turn.”
Charlotte climbed onto the couch and straddled Mary’s head. Very quickly, Mary was replicating everything Charlotte had just done to her. Charlotte leaned onto the back of the couch and let Mary’s tongue bring her ever closer to a climax.
Ideally, Charlotte would have enjoyed the sensation of Mary’s tongue inside her cunt for the rest of the evening. Instead, she started to cum almost instantly. But that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The rough texture of Mary’s tongue moving across her clit was as stimulating as anything she’d ever felt. Charlotte couldn’t seem to stop pushing her pussy into Mary’s face and begging for her to keep going.
Charlotte fell onto her side and put her hands over her face when it was over. Mary took that opportunity to play with the very swollen nipples that stuck up from Charlotte’s tits. At least until Charlotte moaned, “Stop! You’re
going to make me cum again.”
“I think that is James’s job now,” Mary said.
They both looked over at the somewhat humorous scene of James in his chair, the longest, hardest cock they’d ever seen pointing up at the ceiling.
“Wow,” Charlotte said. “I guess he liked it, too. I better keep my end of the bargain and let him get off now.”
Charlotte rolled off the couch and walked over to James. Mary remained on the couch, her legs spread and her hand on her pussy. She wasn’t going to allow them to be the only ones continuing the action.
Charlotte mounted the chair and placed her pussy above the engorged head of James’s cock. This was not the time nor place for sensuous lovemaking. James pushed his cock up into the soaking wet pussy and immediately began to fuck Charlotte like it had been months since they’d had sex.
Mary began rubbing her clit as she watched James grab Charlotte by the ass and guide her as she bounced wildly in his lap. It wasn’t the same as Charlotte’s tongue, but when Mary inserted a finger deep inside her cunt she knew she’d cum eventually.
The couple in the chair urged each other on, but it was James that was the focus of Charlotte’s attention. He had allowed her to realize another of her fantasies and she wanted to thank him appropriately. She didn’t even know that on the couch behind her, Mary was also benefiting.
James gave no verbal warning that he was about to cum. Only his deep grunts and even deeper thrusts told Charlotte he was ready. And then she felt the warmth of his cum filling her pussy. Each of his groans was accompanied by another shot. He gripped her ass tightly and pounded his body into hers with every last ounce of energy until he was finished.
Long after the last of his cum had leaked out, James’s cock remained hard, a testament to the scene he had witnessed between Charlotte and Mary.
Mary’s faint whimpers made them look over and catch the last of her orgasms as it subsided. She closed her legs around her hand in embarrassment, but nobody was going to hold it against her.
Charlotte was halfway through the list of most common female sexual fantasies that she had found online. So far, she and James and Mary, in one combination or another, had forced sex, sex at work, sex in an elevator, sex with a stranger at home, and sex with another woman while being watched by a man.
James was really starting to enjoy his sessions with Charlotte at work where they plotted how and when to fulfill the next fantasy. Little did he know what the next item on the list would entail.
“Well, I’m thinking this one is going to take some negotiation,” Charlotte said with trepidation as they sat around James’s desk.
“Great,” James said with resignation. “Let’s have it.”
Charlotte stared down at the printed out list.
“If you tell me you don’t want to…,” she began.
“Give me the fucking fantasy,” he demanded.
“Well, uh, it’s me with…with two guys. At once.”
James glared at her. “Wait a minute. If you think I’m going to…”
“No. No,” she quickly said. “It specifically says here the two guys are heterosexual. This is all about me, remember? You don’t have to do anything with him.”
He looked somewhat relieved. “Is that really a fantasy of yours?”
“Of course it is,” Charlotte admitted. “Having two guys want me at the same time is SO sexy. Women want every man to want them. To get two at once is like heaven.”
James seemed to understand.
Charlotte went on: “And, we can combine it with another one here.”
“What’s that?” James asked.
“Pretending to be a stripper, or a prostitute.”
His eyes lit up.
“Now we’re talking,” he said with glee. “You could strip for us first. I like it.”
Charlotte was always happy to see her boyfriend happy, and the fantasy list had gone a long way to save their relationship. Was this the one, though, that would cause more harm than good? James asked the question that might decide it.
“So, who’s the other guy?”
“Maybe you should decide.”
James shook his head. “Nope. You’re the one getting fucked. You decide. But I have veto rights.”
It surprised him how quickly she answered.
“Tom. In sales.”
James, of course, immediately took her fast answer as an indication she was ready to dump him for the twenty-three-year-old stud that joined the company just a couple months earlier. He was a baseball player in college who was known more for catching football cheerleaders than line drives.
She looked at him, trying to draw out a reply.
“If that’s what you want…and he goes for it,” James said.
“Good. Thanks. I’ll let you know what he says,” Charlotte said.
“Will you tell him about the stripper part?”
“How else can I get him to say yes?” Charlotte said with a smile.
They met again in two days and Charlotte confirmed that everything was arranged. The ‘session’ would take place at the office, after hours, and in the largest conference room.
“Why here?” James asked.
“It’s the only way Tom would agree. Besides, he said it was kind of a dream of his.”
“Hey,” James said skeptically. “Who’s fantasy is this, anyway?”
“If you want me to find somebody to take your place…”
“What night is it?” James sighed.
Charlotte was a tall brunette who wore dress slacks or a skirt and blouse to work on most days. She was not known around the company for unnecessarily showing a lot of skin. Her job in marketing required her to look modern and professional, and she always did.
So when it came time to take on the role of stripper or prostitute, she was somewhat at a loss for a wardrobe. It took several trips through her closets to find the right outfit. The effort would soon prove to have been worth it.
Most important to Charlotte was the right dress. She had determined early on that a formal dress was the way to go because a single piece would be easier to manage in her new role as a temptress. The dress she chose had hung in the back of her closet for almost five years, untouched, but now looked perfect.
It was white with light blue dots, knee-length, and form fitting. Thin straps snugly held the not-too-revealing top to Charlotte’s full chest. The dress followed the line of her body, past her waist and over her hips, before fanning out at the knees.
Underneath, she would wear a white bra, garter belt, stockings, and bikini style panties to match the bra.
In keeping with her reputation at work, Charlotte did not change into the outfit until right before she was to meet James and Tom in the conference room. The men did a quick excursion around the office to assure they were alone and then waited for Charlotte.
Her entrance into the room, and subsequent locking of the door behind her, was something neither guy would forget for a long time. She looked stunning in the dress and the addition of stiletto heels put her plainly in the category of a woman ready for the taking.
She smiled as she leisurely walked around the large conference room table
and toward the two men, who had taken seats in luxurious, high-backed chairs.
“Hello, gentlemen,” Charlotte said softly. “I want you to sit back and enjoy the show for a while. After that, you may do what you wish with me.”
When she finished, Charlotte raised one leg and put her shoe in Tom’s crotch, pressing down very gently with her foot. The dress rode up and exposed most of her leg. Tom softly ran his fingers up and down her calf, bashfully taking a quick peek at her thigh and beyond.
Charlotte pulled her leg away, denying him any further looks up her dress. She walked around his chair and allowed her breasts to brush against the back of his head. She tilted his head back and threatened to place her chest on his forehead, but again withdrew before it happened.
Charlotte moved over to James. She leaned down and placed her hands on the arms of the chair, letting her chest hang invitingly near his face. She whispered in his ear, “Thank you, honey. Enjoy.”
Charlotte circled back around so that she was in front of both men. She leaned back against the edge of the table, and then let her ass slide up onto the shiny wooden surface. She swung her legs up in an athletic move, rotating at the same time so her back was to the men. Slowly, she reclined until she was lying on her back.
James and Tom now had a view down her body, with her head nearest them. The top of her dress clung just tight enough to prevent a full view of her breasts. But certainly, enough was visible to entice them.
Charlotte lifted one leg from the table, slightly bent at the knee. As it rose,
she straightened out the knee and let the leg extend straight up. Her dress
gathered around her waist as Charlotte slid both hands up the leg as far as she could reach. She gradually lowered the leg again and pulled the dress down to mid-thigh.
Then Charlotte rolled onto her stomach and faced her audience. With one hand, she pulled a strap off her shoulder and let it rest on her arm. She repeated that on the other side. The dress fell just enough to expose the straps and top of her white bra. She let the men stare for a few seconds.
Charlotte pulled her knees forward and leaned up so she was kneeling on the table. She let her arms hang down and felt the straps slowly slipping lower. When they stopped, she removed them from her arms one at a time. The dress collapsed around her waist, revealing her breasts and bra.
The contrast of her tanned skin, white bra, and white dress were splendid in the dim light of the conference room. Charlotte smiled to herself as the men ogled her upper body and squirmed uncomfortably in their chairs. The thought of having two cocks to play with was never far from her mind, but especially now when she imagined them getting harder and harder.
Charlotte held the dress in place as she rose to her feet. She towered over the men and must have looked like a goddess to them as they peered up. Without warning, she let go of the dress and it fell to her ankles. Immediately, all eyes were locked onto the garter belt, tiny panties, and hose covered legs.
Charlotte stood motionless for a few seconds, and then kicked the dress over to James, who pushed it aside with a smile. Charlotte’s spike heels clicked on the table top as she moved, causing a distinctive echo in the room. It was a sexy sound as if she needed anything to make the proceedings any sexier.
Everything she did up to then had been preliminaries. Whatever she did next would start the main act, whose final outcome had to be James and Tom having sex with her. How special it was depended on her. Charlotte felt she was up to the task.
She was not an exhibitionist by nature, but the awareness of hovering above the men, half naked, with their eyes watching every move she made caused Charlotte to WANT to strip for them. Charlotte felt dirtier…and sexier…but wasn’t that the stripper/prostitute fantasy in a nutshell?
She started to gyrate to music that was playing in her head only. Her hips
swayed naturally, and her hands caressed every inch of her body. Charlotte
swirled her long, brown hair as she bent over, offering varying views of her
breasts and ass.
She was unsure what should come off next, but decided the bra was the most logical. She lowered the straps and let them hang in the same manner that the dress had earlier. But the consequences of eventually removing this piece of clothing were slightly more dramatic.
Charlotte reached behind her back as she danced and unhooked the bra. She turned and let the men see her bare back as she held the bra in place with one hand in front. The straps fell off her arms and only her hand kept the frilly cups on her breasts.
James and Tom watched her slowly but surely allow her tits to come into view. With a flick of her wrist, she threw the bra at Tom. It whizzed past his head and landed on the floor. His gaze never left her luscious tits.
Her nipples were extended from the excitement of the moment. Charlotte jiggled them with her fingers, feeling the familiar twinge in her pussy that always occurred when she, or James, did that to them. She gave her audience front views, side views, bent backward, and bent forward views. James was the first to reach down and move his cock to relieve the pressure inside his pants. Charlotte winked at him.
Now she had to get creative. She wanted to take off her stockings next but
wanted the guys to start getting involved. The answer was easy.
She methodically unhooked each stocking from the garter. Then she sat on the table, facing the men. They sat close enough together that Charlotte was able to spread her legs and offer one leg to each of them.
“Take off my shoes and stockings, please,” she said.
James and Tom slid off her shoes first and then cleaned up so they could grip her stockings at the top. Soon, Charlotte’s legs were bare. While seated, she took off her garter belt. Dressed now in just her panties, she laid back on the table.
Her pussy was facing the men and Charlotte spread her legs wide. The thin
material of the panties barely covered her cunt and clearly showed the outline of her pussy lips. She spun onto her stomach and gave them a tantalizing view of her ass, with the panties stretched tight inside her crack.
Once she was on her back again, Charlotte began the final stage of her
striptease. She slid a hand inside the front of her panties and made no effort
to hide the fact she was seeking out her clit. After a couple slow strokes, she
pulled her hand back out and rose to her knees.
Charlotte turned so her ass faced the men. She pushed down the top of her
panties to expose the upper third of her ass. Following a short delay, she pushed them down a little farther and leaned forward. A few seconds later, the panties were below her cheeks.
She lay flat on her stomach, looked back at James and Tom, and said,
“Well, somebody take them off.”
Tom reached out and slid the panties down her legs and over her feet. She was now naked.
She rolled onto her back. The men stared without shame at her bare pussy.
Eventually, Charlotte sat up and said, “OK. Time to begin. Get naked, guys.”
It was her turn to watch as Tom and James stripped out of their work clothes. As she expected, each of them sported a substantial erection. Her heart raced with anticipation, and pride from what her undressing had done to them. By the time they were naked her pussy was soaking wet.
Charlotte climbed down from the table and walked behind the men. She ran her fingers across their bare asses and up their muscular arms. Standing behind Tom, she pressed her body into his and reached around for his cock.
“Mmmmm. I’m gonna want that,” she said, stroking him slowly.
She stepped in front of James, a body she was already used to and an erection she had seen many times before. She pressed her pussy against it.
“You, too,” she said. “Fuck me. Both of you.”
James put both hands on her breasts and pressed them against her chest. His cock ached from the pressure she was applying with her naked body.
“On the table?” he asked her.
“Wherever you want me.”
James lifted her by the waist and carried her to the end of the long table. He
gently laid her down and let her lean back. James spread her legs with his
Tom didn’t waste any time figuring out how this could work. He scrambled onto the table near Charlotte’s head and straddled her face with his legs. Making sure his cock was easily within reach of her mouth, Tom bent down and put his head near her pussy.
At the same time, James was sliding his throbbing cock inside Charlotte’s very receptive cunt. If Tom was going to achieve his goal of sucking on Charlotte’s clit, he was going to have to recognize the fact he’d be very close to James’s cock. Neither of them protested and the moment Tom’s tongue touched her clit, Charlotte understood how good this was going to be.
“Oh my God. I don’t believe how good that feels,” she moaned.
It was the last thing she would say before pulling Tom’s cock deep inside her mouth. Tom unconsciously began to fuck her mouth with a steady pumping. Charlotte tightened the grip of her lips and he might as well have been fucking a second cunt.
The three of them were lost in their own pleasure. James was fucking his
favorite girl; Tom was getting the blowjob of his life while eating a beautiful
woman; and, Charlotte was getting her fantasy of two guys at once. Their moans and groans of bliss confirmed everything was agreeable.
It was no surprise to any of them that it didn’t take long for the orgasms to
approach. Charlotte’s striptease had prepared them well. The location and taboo nature of what they were doing only added to the stimulation. And they were having sex, after all.
James was the first. He made no formal announcement to the group, other than louder than normal grunts and a muffled ‘Yes’. Charlotte had no doubt of when it happened because of the spurts of warm cum that began to fill her pussy. Tom had a pretty good idea because of the persistent pounding James’s cock gave to her body just a few inches away.
It was enough to push Tom and Charlotte both over the edge at the same time. Just when Charlotte’s body began to quiver from her climax, Tom’s cock released load after a load of cum down her throat. He sucked on Charlotte’s clit and bit it with his lips, causing new orgasms to overcome her. Charlotte clamped her lips around his cock and sucked the last drops of cum out of it.
The table creaked from the beating it was taking. But like the participants,
it also survived.
Charlotte, Tom, and James rested in silence for a moment. Then Charlotte
“God damn,” she mumbled. “THAT was fabulous. Is there any chance…I mean…can you guys….”
“Give us fifteen minutes,” James answered. “Don’t get dressed.”
Tom patted her on the ass as if to prepare it for what was to come.
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