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Fantasies Fulfilled

Everyone has sexual fantasies; men and women alike. But few ever have the chance to act on their fantasies. Oh, some may be lucky enough to have one fulfilled, occasionally, but generally speaking, they will remain just a fantasy.

My wife and I were married fairly young; she was eighteen and I was twenty one, so our sexual experience was somewhat limited. We were fortunate, however, in that neither of us was too “hung up” on taboos, so we willingly experimented with each other and learned what each liked and didn’t like, and over time, we settled into a comfortable sexual routine. That, of course, can either be a good or bad thing. In our particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking about them.

For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents, lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated me, she would describe, in exquisite detail, one of her sexual fantasies. The visual image of her being pleasured by someone else was enough to bring me to the peak and eventually explode in orgasm. Likewise, I would do much the same with her by wining and romancing her; touching and feeling her body; licking her secret places and finally, slowly fucking her while describing one of my sexual fantasies. She would climax, often more than once, as I described exactly what I would like to experience.

We had two terrific kids, a boy and a girl, who were just entering their teens, and of course, they knew that mom and dad enjoyed sex. We made a point of educating them about the facts of life, but did not involve them in our sexual pleasures. From time to time, we would occasionally get away for a romantic weekend to Las Vegas, Sedona or another location where we could relax and fuck our brains out. Such a getaway was planned for my 39th birthday, and my wife promised she was going to make it memorable for me. We packed the kids off to Grandma’s and headed for Sin City and the bright lights. We checked into our hotel, and I started to make dinner reservations when my wife stopped me and, with a smile, told me she had already taken care of it. Six o’clock rolled around and we were dressed up for our night out.

We dressed casually, as everything in Vegas is now casual, and headed down to the lobby. I was going to have our car brought around, but again, my wife told me we had another ride, and at that moment, a stretch limo pulled up and the driver came around and opened the door and showed us in. My wife kissed me and said “Have a great night. Happy Birthday, sweetheart” and with a smile, turned around and headed back into the hotel. The driver had a grin on his face as he held the door, and indicated I should climb in. I did so, and was greeted by two of the cutest young Oriental females I had ever laid eyes on. I think they were Japanese and they were twins! They couldn’t have been over twenty years old; each was like a porcelain doll, with long black hair, perfect skin and each was wearing one of those oriental style dresses with the high collars and the slit up the side to the waist. I followed their directions and settled into the seat between the two of them, and they began to hand feed me bites of food and sips of Sake`, all while very subtly touching me on the chest, thighs and arms in a very intimate way.

As we drove, one kneeled up on the seat beside me and leaned over and kissed me, offering her tongue in the process, which I redily accepted. We no more than broke that kiss than the other climbed up and repeated the act, proving she was just as sweet and tasty as her sister. I’m not certain how long we drove, but the car pulled up to a beautiful home that was a ranch style from the 1950’s, but which was somewhat secluded on a large property that was very nicely landscaped and hidden from its neighbors by a high hedge completely around the property. I had absolutely no idea where we were.

The door opened, and again, the chauffer stood aside as the lovely ladies pulled me along and into the house, which was magnificently furnished. We proceeded along a hallway and into a huge bedroom with an ultra king-sized bed, and sitting area that also appeared to have a full wet bar and just outside a set of sliding arcadia glass doors was a lighted Jacuzzi with its own privacy wall. The girls began to undress me, and before long, I was nude and standing there with a hard on, living not one, but two of my fantasies. One, of course, had been to make love to an Oriental woman (I don’t know why, but I just find them to be extremely sexy), and the second was to be with two women at the same time (probably every male’s fantasy). The ladies were out of their dresses in a flash, and not surprisingly, were completely naked underneath.

They led me outside and into the Jacuzzi tub, which was a perfect temperature, and for the next hour, we kissed and felt and fingered and touched and tasted to our heart’s content. Then we got out of the hot tub and they carefully dried me off, even licking the moisture from my cock, then led me into the bedroom. These girls were absolutely perfect; high taut breasts with firm, delicate nipples; pubic hair that was trimmed short, but still fully covering the vaginal area (which seems to be the Oriental style, and opposed to the current style of shaving or waxing most pubic hair away, which my wife does), but it still revealed moist pink slits and small buttons of their clits.