Indulging Her Fantasy

by Cara Addison

  While Aurora took a swim to cool off, Melissa checked her phone for messages. She let out a celebratory holler as she read the message that indicated her production company had been selected to film a documentary she had desperately wanted to see come to life.

  As Aurora dried off and reapplied sunscreen, Melissa described her vision for the documentary that she had researched for two years. She was eager to capture the team who would be making the trek to the Canadian arctic to study wreckage believed to be from the Franklin expedition. She was very interested in documenting the events as underwater archeologists continued to solve the puzzle in the enthralling story of the famous British expedition of 1845 that tried to traverse the Northwest Passage but ended in misery when the ships became trapped in the ice. Over the course of many months, all 129 crew members perished. Given the short arctic summer and remote location, Melissa knew that timing would be everything on this project.

  As Aurora settled back in her chaise to soak up the sun, Melissa sent a handful of messages to her team to setup meetings when she returned to New York.

  Aurora stirred in her chair. The memory of Nicholas standing over her that morning filled her imagination. She shifted uncomfortably as memories of the bukkake film invaded her thoughts.

  “What is with you, you’re so fidgety today.”

  The executive sighed heavily. “I can’t get comfortable,” she complained. “I can’t relax.”

  “What’s bothering you?” Melissa asked.

  “I can’t seem to shut off my brain,” she complained.

  “You’re thinking about work?”

  “No,” Aurora admitted. “It’s not work.”

  Her friend sat up, concerned with the strain she heard in her friends voice. “What’s the matter?”

  Aurora stomped her foot against the cushion she lounged on. “I can’t explain it!” she said in frustration.

  “What is it?”

  Aurora searched her mind for a reasonable explanation. “Do you ever feel sexually frustrated?” she blurted out.

  Melissa slowly lay back in her chaise. “I haven’t had sex in two months, so yes…every damned day.”

  Aurora exhaled out her nose. “I’m sorry, Mel. This is different.”

  “Are things okay with you and Nicholas?”

  Aurora felt selfish for even mentioning her problem. “We’re great,” she explained. “This is something I’m personally struggling with.”

  Melissa sat up and put her hand on her friend’s arm. “What’s the matter?”

  Aurora took a deep breath as she gathered her thoughts. Just like every other day in the past few weeks, she been at a loss to explain her feelings. “Do you remember the fight Nicholas and I had?” she asked.

  “Of course.”

  “Do you know what a bukkake is?”

  “Yes,” Melissa said hesitantly. “Is that what the fight was about?”

  Aurora tried to explain. “We were watching porn. He picked the film.” She paused as she remembered back to that horrible evening. “He was aroused by the sight, and I was horrified and angry that he was turned on by someone who was obviously being paid to be subjected to that onslaught…”

  “I’m confused,” Melissa admitted.

  Aurora’s heart pounded as she tried to explain. “It was something he said in his explanation that’s stuck in my brain.”

  “What are you talking about?” Melissa probed.

  Aurora looked at her friend. “Do you ever have crazy sexual fantasies?”

  “Sometimes,” she said hesitantly. “What did he say to you?”

  Aurora sat quietly as she gathered her thoughts. “Of course, he explained why the bukkake was such a turn-on from a guy’s perspective.”

  “Of course he did.”

  Aurora ignored the sarcasm in Melissa’s voice. “When he admitted that it wasn’t as alluring to know that a woman was being paid to kneel there, he said something that I can’t get out of my head.”

  Melissa could tell her friend was now speaking candidly from the heart. She waited quietly, listening intently for her friend to share her intimate thoughts of what had been plaguing her for weeks.

  “Nicholas said that if it were me kneeling there, willingly wanting to participate it would be the most erotic thing on the planet.”

  Melissa gasped. “What did he mean?” she asked, recoiling slightly at the idea that Nicholas might be suggesting Aurora participate in a bukkake. “Does he want you to—”

  “No!” Aurora interrupted. “I don’t think he meant anything by it,” she said vehemently.

  “Are you bothered by what he said?”

  “No,” Aurora said quietly. “The opposite.” She took a sip of water as she gathered up the courage to tell her friend about her fantasy. “Ever since he planted the idea of my being on my knees, I can’t stop thinking about taking a facial.”

  Aurora’s recent comments were starting to make sense. “But you told me he did that…to you.”

  “He did. He has. A few times.”

  “So why are you still so fixated on this?”

  “Oh god.” Aurora groaned. “What is wrong with me? All I can think about now is what it would be like to kneel in front of two guys.”

  “Holy fuck,” Melissa exclaimed as she sat up in her lounger to face her friend. She immediately kicked into best friend mode as she put her hand on Aurora’s knee. “There’s nothing wrong with you, sweetie. You’re just exploring your feeling about this. It seems to me that you’re exploring your boundaries.”

  Melissa’s understanding made Aurora relax a little.

  “It sounds to me like you’re somewhere between facial and bukkake and your brain is trying to reconcile what you’re comfortable with.”

  Aurora nodded as she processed her friend’s comments.

  “Nicholas made a powerful statement. He planted an idea in your head. Maybe your subconscious believes that his idea of you taking cumshots to your face is highly erotic for him.”

  “Do you think that’s what he meant?”

  “I don’t have a clue,” she admitted. “Do you?”

  “I don’t know,” Aurora said reflectively. “I do love to please him,” she reasoned.

  Melissa paused before asking, “Have you told Nicholas about your two-guy fantasy yet?”

  “No!”

  “Hmmm. I would think that could go one of two ways with Captain Control Freak.”

  Aurora rolled her eyes at the term. “I know,” she said in frustration. “He could be offended and hurt at the idea that I want more than just him…”

  “Or he could be extremely turned on by the idea.” Melissa sat back to think through the two possibilities. “How enthusiastic was he about the facial idea?”

  Aurora laughed. “Very. I think he’s burned his bucket list because there’s nothing left on it that compares.”

  “Well then, he’ll likely be enthusiastic about this, too.”

  “Hmm. I just need to find the right way to suggest it.”

  Melissa sat back and took a long drink of water. She needed to cool down from the intense conversation. “Two guys?” she asked curiously. “You really find that alluring?”

  Aurora’s toes curled as she squirmed in her lounger at the thought.

  Melissa listened attentively as Aurora described in detail, her fantasy of having two guys come on her face at once. She had to admit, that by the end of her friend’s detailed description, even she was a little turned on by the thought.

  * * * *

  Having kept to the late afternoon promise of making margaritas, the two girls were chattering incessantly. Nicholas had trouble getting into the conversation until Melissa started talking about the documentary project she had secured. Intrigued with the dramatic story, Nicholas asked questions until after midnight. Exhausted, they called it a night. They agreed that sleeping in would be a treat and planned on a late breakfast before Nicholas had to leave for another round of golf. To make up for his absence, he
revealed that he had planned a private cruise around the bay the following evening to take in the sunset.

  Three days later, when the two girls had soaked up their share of sun, and wreaked enough retail havoc to impact the GDP, Melissa reluctantly said goodbye to her friend. “Have you talked to him yet?” Melissa asked quietly as the taxi driver loaded her suitcase into the car.

  “Not yet.”

  “You should, Aurora. You need to deal with this. I can see how distracting it is for you.”

  Aurora was alarmed. “You can tell?”

  “I see you drift off in a daydream from time to time. You’re not focused on the conversation. It’s completely unlike you.”

  “That’s exactly how I feel. Completely unlike myself.”

  “Talk to him!”

  Aurora sat by the pool for the next two hours, thinking about what Melissa had said. She tried to read her novel, but after scanning the same paragraph six times, she put down her book and closed her eyes. It was the sound of Nicholas and Leo laughing as they stepped out onto the lanai that drew her from her daydream.

  “Nice digs,” Leo called out.

  “Come have a seat guys, the weather is perfect today.”

  With a warm breeze blowing in off the water, the humidity and hot sun were in perfect harmony. As Nicholas settled into the lounger next to her and Leo dipped his toes in the pool, Aurora was keenly aware that her daydream had left her bikini bottoms rather damp. The warm breeze against the moist fabric made her shiver.

  “Are you chilled, sweetie?” Nicholas asked. “Come sit with me, I’ll warm you up.”

  As Leo walked around the pool, Aurora stood up and moved to sit with Nicholas. She gingerly lowered her body, sitting gently in his cross-legged lap.

  “Hmm, this is nice,” he crooned as he pulled back her hair to kiss her neck. He planted one kiss after another, running his tongue across her salty skin. “Why is pussy wet?” he whispered in her ear.

  “Ho…how do you know?” she asked hoarsely.

  “I can feel it on my leg, Aurora,” he murmured in her ear as his hands travelled up her thighs. “And I can smell that sweet pussy smell of yours.”

  She moaned softly as he nibbled her neck and his hand brushed across the fabric between her legs.

  “What naughty thoughts have you been having?” he asked.

  “I’ll tell you later,” she said quickly as Leo returned to sit in a lounger next to them.

  “How was your flight?” she asked as casually as she could in spite of how flustered she was with Nicholas still licking and nuzzling the back of her neck.

  As Leo gave a play by play of his journey through the skies, Aurora fought to keep her composure as Nicholas softly whispered his dirty thoughts in her ear. She could feel his cock hardening against her ass and she wondered if he might just fuck her here by the pool with Leo watching.

  “Leo, my man. I know you just got here, but I need to take this hot little mess upstairs,” Nicholas said as he lifted Aurora up out of his lap.

  Aurora couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his shorts as he stood to leave. She also noticed that Leo was staring intently at her breasts as he spoke.

  “No need to explain, dude. I completely understand.”

  For the next two hours, Nicholas fucked her around the master suite until she was so exhausted she was unable to speak.

  “Was having me come inside your sweet little pussy what you were thinking about outside that made you so wet?” he murmured in her ear.

  She could feel his freshly released cum in her pussy as she squirmed against his warm, damp body. “Not entirely,” she managed to whisper.

  “Damn, Aurora. You want more?”

  Full of contentment, she sighed. “I’m pretty good for now,” she said with a sexy smile.

  He leaned heavily against her and kissed her lips. “I should think so. The sheets are soaked and I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve come.”

  She giggled softly as his unshaven cheek brushed against hers. “That feels nice,” she whispered. “Almost as nice as it felt between my legs.”

  “Hmm. You definitely seemed to be enjoying yourself more than usual. Maybe I’ll keep the scruff.”

  She knew once they were back in New York there was no way he’d go to work unshaven. She’d have to enjoy the remaining days of facial hair while she could.

  “What were you thinking about?” he asked again. He couldn’t believe how wet her suit had been. He knew she’d been daydreaming about something particularly arousing to make her pussy that moist.

  She sighed heavily, with much less contentment this time. “I’m not sure how to explain it.”

  He was puzzled. “What on earth do you mean?”

  She shifted her body, moving him off of her as she rolled onto her side to face him. “Do you remember our fight a few weeks ago?” she asked cautiously.

  He was even more puzzled. “Thinking about us fighting turns you on?”

  She closed her eyes, feeling a little exasperated. “No. Please let me explain.”

  He ran his fingers across her cheek and down her neck to rest on her shoulder. “What were you daydreaming about?”

  “After the fight, you said something to me that I can’t get out of my head. I keep thinking about what you said.”

  He thought back to the fight and to what he could remember saying to her. He couldn’t remember saying anything particularly erotic. “What did I say?”

  She took a deep breath. “You were explaining your perspective on the bukkake. You said that if a beautiful woman, like me, was willing to get on her knees and really wanted to take on shot after shot of cum, it would be the hottest thing on the planet.” She knew she was paraphrasing, but she was certain that she had the gist of his comment right. “Do you remember saying that?”

  He propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her. “Yeah. I said something like that.”

  She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. “I can’t stop thinking about what you said. I keep thinking about me being on my knees with cum on my face.”

  He let out a long slow breath. “Well this explains your recent fascination with facials.”

  “Sort of,” she said quietly.

  “Sort of? There’s more?”

  She looked intently into his eyes. “Kneeling in front of you has been one of the most intoxicating experiences I’ve ever had. I can’t even explain how incredibly erotic it is for me.” Her lip began to quiver as she continued. “No matter what I’m doing, my thoughts drift to being on my knees.” She could see arousal in his face. “And sometimes…sometimes I find myself daydreaming about more than one guy coming on my face.” She held her breath, waiting to see which way he would interpret her admission.

  “That’s what you were thinking about by the pool?” he asked incredulously.

  She nodded.

  “Holy fuck, Aurora. That’s the hottest fucking fantasy I’ve ever heard of.”

  She felt herself exhale in relief. He wasn’t hurt or angry at the idea of her fantasizing about more than one man.

  He leaned down and kissed her passionately. “So fucking sexy,” he murmured as he delivered another long slow kiss. He sat up and looked at the powerful, confident, intelligent, and beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed. He realized how vulnerable she was at this moment, sharing such an intimate thought with him in this way. “Why did you tell me this?” he asked.

  “I don’t know,” she confessed. “I hoped that if I told you, I’d stop thinking about it all the time.”

  He curled up next to her and took her in his arms. “I’m glad you told me.” He held her close as he thought about the intimate details she had divulged to him. He couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy she was, fantasizing about taking all that cum on her face. It was just as he had said to her. A woman willingly kneeling there was much more sensual than someone doing it for the money. He pushed back her curls and kissed her neck. “So two guys?” he asked.

>   “Yes,” she said softly.

  “Am I one of them?” he asked.

  She turned slightly in his arms. “Of course.”

  “Hmmm. I like that,” he admitted before kissing her shoulder.

  She tensed as she felt his lips pause. She knew what he was thinking.

  “Who is the other guy?”

  Tread lightly. “He’s never really had an identity in my daydreams,” she said as casually as she could. “It’s just a guy with a hard cock and a heavy load.” She relaxed a little as his lips resumed kissing and licking her neck.

  “Is this just a fantasy, Aurora?”

  Even though she had been in the hot sun all day and she was spooned next to his warm body, she shivered. “I–I don’t know.”

  He was up on his elbow again, looking over her shoulder at her. “Y–you actually might want to do this? You want another guy to shoot off his load with me?”

  She felt his cock immediately harden against her hip. She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she answered. “I think I do.”

  He fell back, lying stretched out on the mattress as he exclaimed, “Oh my god, Aurora. This is fucking huge!” he exclaimed. “I need a minute to process this.”

  She laid her head on his chest and wrapped her arm around him. She was relieved and yet still so nervous about where the conversation was going.

  “Where would we do this?” he asked. “Who should we ask?”

  She knew he was thinking out loud, thinking through the enormity of what had been suggested.

  “Would you prefer a stranger or someone you know?”

  She hadn’t thought about any of the logistics that he seemed to be focused on and it overwhelmed her to know that he was seriously considering indulging her fantasy.

  “He wouldn’t be allowed to touch you of course.”

  Aurora sat up and looked down at the love of her life. She was shaking when she said, “Can we just slow this down a bit? I…I need some time to catch up. My fantasy and reality just collided and I need some time to sort through the wreckage to find my feelings.”