Fantasy For You

 Hi. My name is Teri and I have written five top rated stories on this web site asexstories.com. I do it because it is a release for me, letting all my day's worries and hassles slip away as I write about sex on my computer screen. Little did I know what was going to happen by me writing and how it would change my life enormously.

I got an email after writing A Day At The Beach. It was from a screenname called Fantsy4u. I didn't know if I should open it with all of the damn viruses going around, but I took a chance and opened it anyway. There was a letter there from a man named Nate. It said that he really enjoyed reading my stories and that he wished that I would write more. He went on to say that he could really get into them. Like he was there.

I was flattered by the email but did not respond. I didn't know this guy......and so on went my life for a few weeks same as usual. And then I started writing my next story. Stretching It To The Limits. I was satisfied with that story and submitted it. About a week later I went to check my email and again there was that screenname Fantsy4u. I opened it and found that Nate had written about my newest story. He wrote " I just read your newest story and it is so good. Please contact me. I need to talk with you. You are a very open minded individual and I think I can relate to you. Nate." At this point my curiosity had peaked and so I replied to his email. I told him thank you for all of the nice things he had said about my writings and that I was happy that he liked my stories.

The next thing I knew... my flag went up so I checked my mail again. It was Nate aka Fantsy4u. He aked if he could IM me. I said sure. Heck what did I have to lose?

He IMed me and we talked and typed. He said that it was the first tme he had been on the site and that now he goes there quite often. I told him that was very cool. He told me about himself. He said that he was 6'2" about 200 lbs with black hair and blue eyes. He said that he had a tattoo of an Indian on his right arm. I love tattoos by the way, I have one of a butterfly on my right hip. I didn't tell him that though. He said that he is 32 and has been married and is now divorced. Said the wife liked to spend money quicker than he could make it and she was diappointed if he came home from work at his regular time. Always asking him why he didn't work later... making him work 70-80 hours a week. Holidays, weekends, etc... He said that sometimes the pussy is worth it but that pussy wasn't. He also said that he divorced the money hungry bitch.

I told him a little about myself. I'm 5'4" weigh a healthy 127. I have redish brown hair and green eyes. I didn't go into boob size or anything like that since we were just getting to know each other. I didn't think it would be appropriate. I told him that I love the ocean and taking long jogs and walks on it. I love my pets. I have two black labs that are brothers and a pussy cat. I told him that I had never been married but was engaged once and that it didn't work out because he liked to do cocaine and lots of it. Spent all of our money on that crap.

We IMed for most of the afternoon and I didn't realize how much time had gone by so I told him I had to go. And I really did... a friend was coming over to help me with a project at work and we were going to drink some wine and have some dinner. I was going to try to grill some salmon and it was going to be the first time I ever had.

He said that he wanted to talk to me again sometime and for me to put him on my buddy list. I told him OK. After I signed off and started getting things ready for my friend's arrival, I couldn't stop thinking about him. Nate. I wondered what he really looked like, what he sounded like, how he fucked.
My friend and I had a great night. I got my project done and we enjoyed our wine. The salmon turned out wonderful by the way. But the whole time she was here I just couldn't wait until she left so that I could get online again and go talk to this new stranger I had met.

She left at 9:30 and as soon as she was out the door I was on my computer. I looked up Fantsy4u and he was online so I IMed him. We talked for a little while more and he asked if he could call me. At this point I had let my guard down and my inhibitions and told him yes. Thank goodness I had drank some wine. I was feeling good.

I gave him my number and signed off and the phone rang. God I was nervous. Extremely. I answered "Hello?" and he replied with "Hi there sweetie." Oh my God his voice was so strong and masculine. It went through me and I felt tingly all over. "I"m so glad that we are talking" he said. "Me too." He continued to tell me that I was someone that he knew he could be comfortable with and that he felt like he could say anything to me and I would not judge him. We talked about where we were from and where we were living now. It turns out that we are about 60 miles from each other. I told him jokingly to come on over..... He asks for my address. Oh shit. What have I done? This guy could be a psycho. But deep down I knew that he wasn't. So I gave him my address and told him to come over. This time I wasn't joking. He asked if I was sure and I said yes. I had the next two days off and plenty more wine so it could be perfect. He said that he wanted to ask me one more thing before He came over. I said "What?" He said "I want to know your deepest darkest fantasy. Will you tell me?" I thought about it for a second and told him "Yes. It is..." "shshshshsh don't tell me now... he interrupted, tell me when you see me." And with that response the line went dead. I thought that was strange. Actually more of a tease. I poured another glass of wine and went into draw a bath filling it with lots of bubbles. As I started to undress I started thinking about what my fantasies were. I had never told anyone, they have always been my own.

I eased my naked body into the bath and felt the warm water surround my pussy. I started to drift off into fantasy land fingering my clit as I went. What would I tell him? That I had always wanted to be with another woman? That I wanted her to eat me out while I watched her enjoy every drop of me? That I wanted to go down on a woman while a man fucked me in my ass? That I wanted two dicks in my tight little hole at one time and a third in my mouth? That I wanted an older man to bend me over his knee and spank me bare handed and then with a belt? And then after he was done spread open my legs and lick everything that he could see from behind.

What was I going to tell him? I couldn't tell him all of these things....he would think I am nuts. He asked me for my deepest darkest fantasy... hmmmmmmmmmm... i've got one but it is way too weird and naughty for your average Joe. Could I tell him this very dirty secret fantasy? Tell him that I want to seduce a man, lick him from head to toe and while sucking on his cock ask him to bend over because I want to fuck him? That is my fantasy. To strap on a dildo and fuck a man in his ass. I want to be the fucker instead of the fuckee. No man would go for that. I better leave that one alone. I guess I will tell him that my fantasy is to meet a guy on the internet and have him come over to my house and fuck me all night. Throw some strawberries in for good measure, maybe some whipped cream. Kind of lame but soft and easy. Don't want to put the man in shock.

DING DONG! Oh my God! Have I been in the bath for over an hour? No possible way. I am so horny from all of these thoughts. I have to calm down. Compose myself. Shit I have to get dressed. I throw a big white fluffy robe on and some slinky pink panties and head for the door while wrapping my hair in a towel.

I open the door and there he is. Oh my heck. He is beautiful. To me. He is rugged and has that bad boy look. He is everything he said he was. Except he left out that he has a goatee which is very very attractive.

I smile and at that point I am speechless. He smiles back at me and says "Can I come in?" "Of course you can..... come on in." I reply. "I am so sorry, the time got away from me. I haven't even had time to get dressed, I just got out of the bath." Oh my gosh, I am rambling. Stop it. "It's cool, Hi Sweetie, I'm Nate." he said as he came in and drew near me. "Hi Nate. I'm Teri." I said with a giggle. I was acting like a 14 year old instead of a 30 year old. I don't know what to do. This is weird because I am still in my robe and my hair is sopping wet. No make up on either. Shit. He leans over to me and gives me a peck on the cheek. "Well, it is very nice to meet you." I say. He responds with "The pleasure my lady is all mine." I ask him if he would like a glass of wine while I go get dressed and I give him all the remotes to the TV, DVD, Stereo and tell him to make himself at home. I'll be right back.

I go into my room and start looking through my closet trying to find just the right thing to wear. I can't stop thinking about this man in my living room... he is gorgeous. He looks so good in his Levi's and black sweater. It goes well with his black hair and tanned skin.