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Subject: {ASSM} Fantasy Calling (F, Mast, Exhib, Voy)
Date: Tue,  3 Jun 2003 18:10:06 -0400
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"Fantasy Calling"
    Copyright (C) 2003 by Dr. James
    drjames1994@yahoo.com


I answered the phone and my friend said, "Hey girlfriend.  I need your
man to come over and fix my computer."

"No problem.  I'll tell him to call you."

"So what's his going rate these days?"

"More than you can afford, but lucky for you, I won't let him take
money from our friends."

"Bullshit.  I'm not going to let him work for free.  What does he
charge?"

"I'm serious.  We're not going to take your money."

"You're starting to piss me off, girl" but I knew she was just
playing.  "Would you rather have me make it up to him with sexual
favors?" she teased.  She liked to joke about the sexual tension that
often sparked between them.

"Oh, man, he'd love that!" I laughed.  But I also felt a little thrill
and decided to play along. In a naughty voice I said, "Maybe you could
do a little striptease for him.  You know he's always wanted to see
you naked."

She pretended to be surprised and said "Really?  He wants to strip me
naked?"

I smiled at how she twisted my words but I didn't say anything.  Then
she said, "So how do you know?"

"Oh, I just do.  And I'm sure you know it too." Genuine embarrassment
flushed my cheeks and I knew she could tell I was hiding something.

"Come on, spill it.  You're not getting off that easy.  Did he come
right out and tell you he wants to see me naked?" Her grin came
through in her voice.  I could tell she was starting to enjoy this.

"Well, yeah, I guess so.  Does that bother you?" I asked cautiously.

"Bother me?  You've got to be kidding.  Now give me details, girl! 
What did he say?"

"I can't tell you that!  Give me a break!" I said a little too
defensively.

"Oooo," she cooed.  "This must be good.  Now you have to tell me. 
It'll be our secret.  I promise."

I paused and then surprised myself a little when I said, "Well, we
were in bed."

"So you're just lying there in bed and he starts talking about who he
wants to see naked?" she pretended to be confused.

"No, goof.  We were *in bed*, you know, making love."

"Ooooh, I get it." she teased, "So you're screwing his brains out and
feeling all sexy and daring, so you say something like 'Wouldn't you
just love it if some sexy girl climbed into bed with us right now and
turned this into a 3-way?'  Of course he's all over that, so you ask
him who the other girl should be and of course he says he wants me!"

"No!" I said more forcefully than I meant to.  I softened my voice and
said "Well, it's not quite like that."  I thought a second and asked
"When you're really getting into it, don't you like to talk about your
fantasies?  Kind of act them out?  Well, we do.  One of us will start
it, then we'll take turns, back and forth, pushing the fantasy farther
and farther.  We know each other so well, we can just drive each other
wild.  It's so sexy," I purred.  My blush spread from my cheeks down
my neck.  I was trying not to get turned on but it wasn't working.  I
could feel a delicious warmth building between my legs.

"And you guys fantasize about me?" my friend asked coyly.

"Well... yeah, sometimes.  I hope that doesn't creep you out," I
appologized.

"Oh no no no.  Not at all."  she said softly.  "So in these fantasies,
am I just naked or are you guys ravishing me?" she said with a little
grin.

"Well..." wondering if I should really say.  Then before I could stop
it, out of my mouth rushed a real fantasy: "Usually you're watching
us.  Like I'll tell him we're sharing a rustic mountain cabin with you
for the weekend.  We say our goodnights and go to bed, but I leave the
door part way open for ventilation.  We're relaxed and horny and
before long we're making love.  Suddenly my eye catches some movement
through the open door and I smile as I see you standing on the other
side, peeking in at us."

"Oo, nice.  And what does he say?"

"Well, he'll tell me that you're getting really turned on by watching
us and he sees you pull your t-shirt over your head and drop it to the
floor.  Now you're completely naked except for some sexy little
panties and he watches you sliding your fingers down your tummy and
into your panties.  He can see your hand moving as you touch yourself,
but you never take your eyes off of us."

"Mmm, I like it.  Then what?"

I paused, then plunged ahead.  "Then I say that you want to be totally
naked, so you push your panties down your legs and step out of them. 
You're so turned on now, your pussy's just dripping.  I tell him
you're a horny little exhibitionist and you want to show him your
sexy, naked body, so you push the door open wide and take a step into
the room."

I was totally turned on now.  It felt so good, so naughty, to tell her
our fantasy.  My pussy was sopping wet and needed some attention.  I
slid my hand into my panties and moaned softly when my fingertip
brushed my swolen clit.  The heat down there was amazing.  My
fingertip slid between my puffy labia and I couldn't believe how wet
and slippery I was.  I smeared my clit with my juices and I smiled as
I thought what my husband would do if he walked in on me right then. 
He loves to watch me getting myself off.  It gets him so hard.  I was
wishing he would walk in and catch me, but instead my friend said,
"And you guys are going at it this whole time?"

"Oh yeah, big time.  I like to be on top so I can control the pace,
but he holds my hips and I let him slide me up and down his big cock."
 I diddled my clit and imagined myself riding that wonderful cock, up
and down, up and down.

"Mmm, I can just see it." she purred.  "What happens next?"  I could
tell she was really turned on, too.

"Well, by this time he's trying really hard not to cum, so we slow
down a little but I don't stop riding him.  He'll kiss my mouth and
suck my nipples really hard.  He'll say how much he loves my pussy and
how much he wants to taste me.  He'll tell me to slide up to his mouth
so he can tongue my sweet pussy, but I want him inside me so I shake
my head "no" and grind against him a little harder.  He gets a wicked
grin on his face and says how sexy it would be if you really were
watching us.  I bring him back into our fantasy and ask him if he can
still see you standing there completely naked, just inside the
doorway.  He says he can and he gets a far away look in his eyes.  He
tells me you're now slinking over to the bed and climbing in with us.

"I watch you lie down naked beside him.  You rest your head on his
chest and watch his cock sliding wetly in and out of me, the whole
time using your fingers to get yourself off.  I tell him to touch you
and he puts his hand on your bare thigh.  You take his hand and guide
it to your naked pussy.  He tells me how hot and wet and slippery you
are.  You're masturbating furiously now, but now you're holding his
hand, using his fingers to rub your clit.  I'm still on top of him,
riding him harder than ever now.  I can't believe how exciting it is
to watch you getting yourself off on my husband's fingers.  I want to
cum so bad.  We all do.  We're all ready to cum, needing to, but
pushing back, not wanting to cum just yet, wanting someone else to
start cumming first.  Then all of a sudden he starts cumming so hard
and the warm rush inside me sets me off and we can't talk anymore." 
And then I was cumming and couldn't talk.  Oh god it felt so good.  My
fingers knew just what I needed and I came so hard.  I couldn't talk,
couldn't think, but I tried so hard to be quiet.  It seemed to last a
long time and it got stronger before slowly ebbing away.  Finally, my
fingers slowed and so did my breathing.

My friend let out her breath and laughed and said "Damn, girl.  I like
the way you fantasize."  We were quiet for a few seconds and I started
to get tense and embarrased when she said, "Don't I ever get in on the
action?"

I was starting to withdraw and said "What do you mean?"

"Well..." she hesistated.  "Mostly I was just watching.  Do I ever,
you know, um, " and she giggled and said "you know, push you off and
jump on his pole?"

I laughed with her and it felt good to break the tension.  Smiling, I
said, "Well, I don't think you've ever pushed me off him, but yeah,
you sometimes get in on the action.  He likes to think about both of
us ganging up on him, or better yet, the 2 of you ganging up on me."

"But that doesn't turn you on?"

"I didn't say that."

"Uh huh.  You know, I think about you guys sometimes too."

"I'm sure you do.  I can tell by the way you flirt with him."

"Does it bother you?"

I laughed and said, "You know it's never bothered me.  In fact, when
you're around, there's this great energy and he and I are more
affectionate with each other.  And then later when we're alone, we
have the most awesome sex.  In fact, sometimes you're barely out the
door before we're all over each other."

"Judging from your fantasy, maybe you shouldn't wait for me to leave. 
Maybe you should just seduce him right there in front of me.  Get him
good and hard, then strip him naked for me.  Show him off.  I'll bet
his cock is gorgeous.  Bring him close to me and go down on him.  Let
me watch you suck him off."

"Oh god, that would be amazing.  Don't tease me like that."

"Who's teasing?  I'm totally serious."

I thought about it and said, "Well, maybe I'd do it if I thought you'd
be into it."

"Can't you tell how much I'd be into it?  Oh my god, it would be such
a turn on!  Make it my birthday present or something."

"Is that right?" I said, not sure if I could go through with it, but
thinking now that maybe I could.  "He shouldn't know about it
beforehand, though.  It would have to be our secret."

"Right.  The element of surprise."

"For your birthday, huh?" my devious litle mind was humming.  "He'll
want to give you a birthday spanking," I teased.

"I'm counting on it," she shot right back, and I knew she wasn't
joking.  I could picture her laying across his lap and lifting her
skirt to expose her cute buns for him.  His eyes would get wide as he
sees that she isn't wearing any panties.

I guess I was a little far away in my thoughts when she broke the
silence by saying warmly, "So, um, can you give him the message that I
want him to come over?  To work on the computer.  You can come over
too if you want."

It took me a second to switch gears and realize that this is where we
started.  Then I said, "Oh, yeah.  Sure."  Then with a smile in my
voice I said "And exactly how would you like to pay him?"

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