Sharon's time alone in the kitchen

When 26-year-old Sharon is alone in the kitchen washing up, it’s not just the dishes that get wet. She imagines two gorgeous men walking in and having their way with her.

Ever since she was made redundant, Sharon often had energy to spare and that made her incredibly randy. Sometimes she’d put on all the bedroom stuff that would drive her boyfriend crazy – black lace, half cut bra, black lace-topped stockings and suspenders and tight, black, crotchless knickers which would leave a beard of pussy hair and, if she’s exceptionally randy, her wet pink fanny lips poking out the front (her boyfriend always said she had the most suckable pussy lips of any girl he’d known, although he might’ve been prejudiced!)

Then she’d move about the house, giving her tits and her clit little rubs and squeezes, imagining all the things her boyfriend John would do to her when he gets home. It was always her pleasure to get as close to climaxing as she could, then stay on the boil so that it’d only take a passionate snog and a finger fuck, or four hard cock thrusts to drive her squealing over the edge.

Many times though, she would misjudge it and bring herself off, especially when standing by the kitchen sink. They have rounded, rather cock like knobs on the units and there’s one by the sink that’s just level with her clit if she stood tip-toe, so she could push her crotch against it – rubbing herself while leaving her hands free. That’s where she’d have most of her unexpected moments, and when her inner fantasies become very disloyal.

She’d imagine standing there, lost in incredibly randy dreams, quietly masturbating herself on the plastic knob when suddenly she’d realise she’s not alone. She’d twist around abruptly and there he stands. Long blond hair, lean, tautly muscled body, wearing just a very full posing pouch. He’d move closer. They’d almost be touching when he bends forward. She’d start as his tongue slides over her one hard nipple then the other. And he begins to lick and suck her in the softest, loving, tantalizingly erotic way, curling his tongue and teasingly massaging each nipple, squeezing each stubby teat between his lips, then rolling it between his tongue and gleaming white teeth.

Sharon has always adored having her tits played with, sucked, teased and fondled ever since she was in her early teens. She’d gasp and grip the sink edge, helplessly pushing first one boob then the other into his warm, sucking mouth. Then let out a moan as his hands slide under her bra cups and push them up and off, and in the same second he’d squeeze her boobs together and cram both her nipples together into his mouth, licking massaging them together.

When he suddenly pulls back, they’re both panting and his face is hot and excited. For a moment she can’t understand why he’s unexpectedly stopped. Then she looks down. His pouch is bulging under enormous pressure. It’s sticking up almost to his navel so his pubic hair is curling out either side. She gazes into his gorgeous, flushed, straining face. He has an expression of the most incredible desire. He’s dying for her to touch him. Trembling she slides the strings of his pouch down over his narrow hard-fleshed hips, marveling at how smooth and warm his skin feels. Then her breath catches as his pouch loosens and his stiffening cock springs up.

His exposed penis looks even bigger than she imagined, rearing up stiff and straight and fat to his navel, topped by his bulging, shiny knob. Sandra just can’t help herself. Her fingers dart out, glancing the incredible hard, hot flesh. He grunts but it doesn’t stop her.

Immediately, she’s clutching him hard, pulling his hard throbbing prick-meat against the crotch part of her knickers, pressing it hard into her pussy hair and the gaping, oozing slit of her fanny. She wants to feel him there, to squeeze him into her aching hole and to feel him burst inside her…. But as she starts to pant, he’s sinking onto his knees, making her moan as he eases his swollen prick out of her fingers. Now his hands are skidding into the top of her knickers, smoothing them down over her thighs until the wet gusset unglues from her crotch and her knickers drop to her ankles.

Just as she wonders what he’s up to, he grips her hips, ducks his head and his tongue dives straight between her fanny lips. His nipple licking was glorious, but for Sandra this is sheer ecstasy. His lips and tongue seem everywhere at once, flickering up and down her labia, circling and teasing her clit, probing deep into her wet, pink tunnel.

She can now hardly stand. Her fingers scrabble at his beautiful, thick, blond hair, grinding his face into her throbbing tingling mound. But now he’s moving again, kissing his way round her thigh, making her bend from the waist and stick up her firm round gorgeous arse.

Then she jerks in shock as his tongue worms its way up the crack of her arse, teasing and licking. And then she gets an even bigger shock. Suddenly through the corner of her eye, she notices another man in the kitchen.

He’s a dark handsome faced Latino with smoldering eyes and a mop of thick black hair. He’s shorter and more muscular than the first one but all he’s wearing is a type of loin cloth, a square of leather which doesn’t even cover the tip of his even bigger cock than that of his friend.

But Sandra hardly gets a glimpse because he immediately kneels in front of her, his hands tightly clasping her thighs just below the blond’s. And now suddenly they’re both licking her, from the front and back simultaneously, the blond’s tongue working up and down her bottom crack while the Latin lovers tongue lashes and teases her clit. For Sandra now it’s just too much. Panting like she’s a runaway steam train. Fierce shudders are rippling up through her body, front and back, merging into one enormous orgasmic spasm as she squeals just giving in and letting it happen. Her whole body now jerking and sparking as she comes again and again as they each give a final, teasing, breath-snatching licks.

Then lowering her gently to the floor, laying her comfortably out as she’s still twitching and wincing with the last, gorgeous cum spasms, she floats off into a deep and satisfying sleep. Of course, when she wakes, both her phantom lovers have vanished and it’s only her randy boyfriend who’s standing over her, unzipping his jeans and releasing his throbbing tool, ready to fuck her senseless.