Her Turn To Tell A Story

"I think I have done enough talking for now." You say, savoring the feeling of her hand on your member. Now that she got her orgasm, you can pretty much just relax and enjoy everything she is doing for you. And it feels amazing. You don't know if it's because she is really that talented, or if it's because it's Melody doing it, but it is the best handjob you have ever received. "Your turn. I want to hear a story from your fantasy bank."

"Fair's fair." She agrees. "But I am afraid I might not have much of a fantasy bank to draw off of. I didn't really actively fantasize about having sex with you very much." The words stab into your heart a bit and almost kills your erection with disappointment. "Don't look at me like that, man. It's not like I didn't think about it; I thought about it a lot actually! I said as much just a couple minutes ago. Dammit, don't go soft on me!" She begins to stroke your erection harder to keep it from dying down. "Okay, sorry. Not the way I should have brought it up. Look, I have thought about us having sex together. A lot. But whenever I tried to fantasize about it while playing with myself, I just got really sad. Sad because it was something I really wanted but always thought unattainable, y'know. It's hard to get riled up and flick your bean while you feel absolutely heartbroken. So I never got the chance to form any elaborate sexy scenarios of us to masturbate to." You can feel the tension leave your mind as she explains herself and you realize she can feel it too, as your cock once again resumes it's full rigidity in her capable hands. "Ah, there we go." She smiles to herself and returns to a slow measured stroke.

"Okay, it's all right if you don't have anything." You reply, wanting to spare her, and yourself, any more awkwardness.

"Well, hold on." She interrupts you. "Just because I didn't consciously fantasize about you, doesn't mean my subconscious didn't. I have had quite a number of sex dreams over the years and a lot of them featured you in the starring role, Jack. Once I had no control over it, my brain would start taking all those repressed desires and just go wild with them. I sadly didn't recall the details of most of them beyond a slight hazy recollection once I woke up, leaving me with just a heavy heart and soaked panties. However, there are a few recurring ones I have pieced together to a mostly remembered state. And apparently, my subconscious is a really kinky slut."

"Do tell." You ask, intrigued. Melody laughs a bit as she stops stroking the full shaft of your cock and starts playing with the tip exclusively, massaging it and rubbing it with her fingers.

"I don't think I am ready to share some of the fucked-up sex acts my mind liked to cook up quite yet." She responds. "But there is one that's not too bad, I guess. It also takes place on the bed in your old room, oddly enough. You would invite me over to help study for a test. But I would be too busy goofing off on just laying out on your bed. So you decide to teach me a different kind of lesson by getting onto the bed and pinning me down with your strong arms and legs so I couldn't move. You lift both of my arms above my head so you could hold my wrists with one hand. Then you pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs from behind you." You raise an eyebrow in surprise and Melody just shrugs. "Apparently my subconscious thinks you're a kinky slut too. Anyway, you manage to cuff my hands to the bed to keep me from fighting. I would taunt you a bit, apparently not realizing what you were doing. Which is when you would start roughly tearing the clothes off my body. And I mean literally, ripping them off and leaving them in tatters." She shifts her hand back to gliding it up and down the length of your cock. "I would be so shocked, I wouldn't even be able to yell before you had me completely naked, cuffed to your bed. You would have manged to take your own clothes off too. Then you get back on top of me, this time straddling my chest. You grab my hair and lift my head up so your cock is pressed up against my pursed lips, spreading pre-cum on them."

"Jesus!" You say in surprise. This story has gotten really intense, really quickly. You are almost embarrassed to admit how turned on your are right now. "This is getting a little dark, Melody."

"Don't worry. I was totally into it." She says to ease your concern. "I was so sacred about making the first move in the real life, that my dreams were all about you taking my choice away, that way I couldn't fight it any longer. When I felt the hot tip of your throbbing dick try to **** its way into my mouth, I put up some resistance, but only because I wanted you to break through it. Which you did, filling my mouth with your wonderful man-meat. At this point, I would give in and start sucking you off, running my tongue along the underside of your dick while you start to slowly fuck my mouth." You groan as you imagine the feeling of Melody giving you a blowjob. You wish you weren't in shoulder deep water so you could ask her to blow you right now. You feel the urge to touch her and wrap your arms around her waist so you can grab her tight ass and knead the soft flesh. She lets out a little squeak of surprise, followed by a low purr of approval. "Yeah, that's right. Feel me up, baby." She gets a little bolder herself and reaches her other hand down to your crotch, slipping between your legs so she can cup your balls in her hand. She begins to roll them around gently as she jerks you off a little more quickly.

"What happens next?" You ask weakly, your throat getting dry.

"I let you have your way with me, shoving your thick cock down my throat. But it doesn't hurt, at least not in a bad way. The eroticism of you using my body for your pleasure overrides everything else and I just want to make you cum in my mouth." She licks her lips suggestively and you feel your knees get weak. You close your eyes to better picture the dream she is telling you. The visual she is painting in your mind is driving you crazy; you would never fantasize about being this rough with her, but knowing that she was and that it was turning her on was flipping all the right switched for you. "So I start bobbing my head back and forth in rhythm with your thrusts, taking you all the way in until your balls slap against my chin. I want your cum so bad, I don't stop sucking you until your grab the sides of my head and make one last thrust forward to empty your balls and flood my throat with your hot load. Whoa!" She exclaims suddenly as you let out a strangled cry and begin to shoot your own jizz into the cool water. She picks up the pace of her jerks so she can properly guide you to a full orgasm. "Yeah, give it all to me, Jack." She whispers. You spasm for a minute as your long awaited climax finally dies down. Melody adjusts her strokes to slow down until it is all over and your member starts to soften.

"Wow." You exhale sharply.

"You're telling me!" Melody laughs. "That was a lot quicker than I expected."

"Hey! After all that teasing, I couldn't hold back any more." You shoot back, slightly offended but in too much bliss to really fight.

"That wasn't meant as an insult." She replies. "I am glad my story worked so well for you. I didn't even get to the other holes on my body you violated." She gives you a sexy wink. "I guess I will save that story for another time, hmmm?"

"I will look forward to it." You chuckle. Melody joins you for a minute before meeting your eyes again.

"Should we head back to the beach before anyone gets suspicious or swim around for a bit?"