The Man of My Dreams: A Forbidden Box Set Collection

by S. E. Law

  Then, I reach into my pack again and pull out what’s really brought me here. Mr. Big and Mr. XL are my secret friends, and the two toys gleam in the light as I hold them up. My mouth waters because they’re two black dildos, which are huge. They gleam, and Mr. Big has a vein running along the bottom which I can feel when he’s inside me. Mr. XL, on the other hand, has spiraling ridges that always make me go berserk. I’ve used them alone before, but tonight, I want to use them simultaneously. My friends love talking about double penetration, and I’m so ashamed to not be able to join in the conversation. Instead, I blush and mumble while looking down whenever the girls giggle about it. Well, not anymore. This time, I’m going to have both holes plugged deep and I’m going to love it.

  With a secret smile, I exit the locker room and make my way to the pool. Tonight’s going to be amazing, and I can’t wait.

  2

  Torrent

  “Hey, want another drink?” I ask. Trainor shakes his head.

  “No, I’m fine, thanks. Still working on this one.”

  We laugh because right now, we’re not much better than your average trucker. We’ve got beers wrapped in paper bags, and we’re lounging at the pool, enjoying the darkness.

  Of course, we could go to the Lodge’s bar, its nightclub, or its bowling alley, all of which are still open at this late hour. But Trainor and I have been on the road for a couple weeks now, and we wanted the quiet and peace of the pool. So we grabbed some beers from the kitchen, and made our way down here stealthily.

  It wasn’t hard. It’s after hours, but it wasn’t hard to pick the lock. After all, that’s not how the Lodge works. It exists for the pleasure of the members, so if someone wants to enjoy the pool after hours, then why not? Besides, the water is kept at a constant temperature in part for that purpose. Truckers should be able to enjoy the water after long, hard weeks on the road.

  But right now, the pool is empty. Most of the girls are likely merrymaking with their men, and the water shimmers peacefully in the darkness. Trainor lets out a yawn.

  “I thought you wanted to talk?” he asks. “Deep thoughts?”

  I take a swig of my beer.

  “Yeah. What do you think of this lifestyle?” I ask.

  He takes a sip of his beer and shrugs.

  “It’s fucking amazing, my man. We make bank as long-haul truckers, and we meet the most delectable, filthy girls along the way. Our initiation into Dads and Daughters was the best thing that ever happened to us.”

  I nod.

  “Yeah, I hear you. We were hitting up strip clubs before just to get some action while we were on the road. But Dads and Daughters has completely changed our lifestyle, hasn’t it?”

  My friend chugs his beer again.

  “You got it. The new girl from the Nashville Lodge was the hottest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, and she wanted it so bad, too. Before I could even say hello, she’d pulled down her panties and was humping like there was no tomorrow.”

  I laugh.

  “Yeah, I saw her from a distance, but she’s not my type. I don’t like the plasticky ones.”

  Trainor shrugs.

  “Neither do I, but did I have a choice? No. Like I said, she was on me before I could even introduce myself.”

  I laugh because Dads and Daughters is known for its nubile, all-natural girls. However, there are a few exceptions here and there, which I’ve sampled. It’s not bad. Personally, plastic isn’t my thing, but I can see how it’s attractive to some men.

  But then I sigh.

  “Do you ever think about what could be though?”

  Trainor snorts.

  “No. I wouldn’t date that girl if she begged me. I came three times that night, but she’s not the type you marry, if you get what I mean.”

  I nod.

  “Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m talking about. What if we met someone real? Someone who’s more than a one-night stand? Someone who might want to be with us long term.”

  Trainor squints at me in the darkness.

  “Are you getting sappy on me? Really, Torrent?”

  I shrug.

  “We’ve been on the road for a long time now, buddy. More than ten years in fact. We’ve sampled so many women that it’s starting to become a blur in my mind, and that’s not good. I don’t want to be that guy. You know, the one who’s a total douche whose dick is diseased and falling off from being with too many women.”

  Trainor snorts.

  “That’s not an issue for us. You know Dads and Daughters screens anyone who joins, and that includes a medical check-up.”

  I nod.

  “Yeah, so maybe I don’t mean it literally. But mentally, I’m starting to get bored with the idea of pulling into a truck stop and ordering a girl like I’m ordering a hamburger.”

  My friend rolls his eyes.

  “These aren’t just any girls, my friend. These women are sassy, sweet, and so beautiful. They’re daughters, may I remind you?”

  I nod.

  “I know, but it’s more the process. I hate that I’m ordering a woman like I’m ordering a milkshake. I think I want something more real. Made-to-order, if you will.”

  My friend looks at me skeptically, his brows raised.

  “And what would that be?”

  I shrug.

  “I like them blonde, if you remember. I like them curvy, with big breasts and a sweet personality. I like them ready to share themselves, and if she likes two men, then even better.”

  Trainor grunts.

  “We share. Lots of girls like that.”

  I nod.

  “Yeah, I know, but I’d like to be with one long-term. You know, so that we get to know her body inside out, and so that she learns to take us every which way as well. It could be nice. I’d like to hear her scream my name, and for her to come while looking into my eyes. I want intimacy,” I say.

  “Really?” my friend asks, taken aback.

  “Yeah,” I say. “I mean, that’s what Dads and Daughters lacks. It’s just a one-off for most of us. When you work like dogs, the way we do, there’s no way to get to know the girls at the Lodge.”

  “So we’ll cut back on our hours,” my friend says, lounging back in his chair. “We have plenty of money, so there’s nothing wrong with that.”

  As he sits back, even I have to admit that Trainor is an impressive sight. He’s six three, with black hair and blue eyes. Both of us have muscular frames, and right now his chiseled abs are on full display as he relaxes in the lounge chair. He grins at me in the darkness, and the flash of teeth is incredibly bright in the darkness.

  Some people say we look like twins, but the resemblance isn’t that strong. Trainor’s got deep navy eyes, while mine are more of a bright, piercing aquamarine. Trainor brushes his hair back, while my hair is buzzed into a shorter cut. But overall, I can see why people think we look alike: we’re both tall, handsome men with athletic builds and cobalt gazes. What’s not to like?

  Add to that the fact that Trainor and I sometimes share women. It sounds kinky, and it is, but it’s also a great experience for everyone involved. We tend to like sassy girls, the kind who has spirit and fire. Girls like that, when asked, will often share their bodies with two men. At first, they’re shocked at the idea. But when they get into it, they get into it. Soon, they’re begging to take two at once, and asking when we’re going to be back in town.

  But that’s the problem. Sure, we’ll roll back in town, but a lot of times, we have no idea when that might be. Sometimes, it’s the next month. Or it could be the next year, or two years after that. By then, some of the girls have moved on, and who can blame them? These girls are luscious, creamy, and so nubile. They find their footing with Dads and Daughters, but inevitably, some lucky man scoops them up.

  Now, I want to change things. I want to meet someone whom we can be with on repeat. Someone lush, curvy, and lovely, who looks forward to our return from the road. Someone with a sweet smile, giving ways, and a certain sparkle in he
r eye. But like Trainor said, we’re going to have to travel less in order to make this happen.

  Suddenly, a noise sounds by the door, and my friend glances at me. He motions for me to stay quiet, and we both remain unmoving in the dark. A girl comes in with a towel slung over her arm, and she looks around for a minute. Evidently, her eyes haven’t adjusted to the darkness because she can’t see us over in the corner. She smiles to herself and continues to a lounger situated by the pool.

  Then she puts her towel and bag down, humming to herself. This girl is absolutely gorgeous. She’s got long, blonde hair which she piles in a messy bun on top of her head, revealing a lithe, slim neck and narrow shoulders. The bikini is about two sizes too small because it reveals large, shapely breasts that look all-natural. Plus, her bikini bottoms are utterly ridiculous. There’s a postage-sized stamp fabric in the front, barely covering her clit, and then a string runs through her buttocks in the back, highlighting the soft curve of her bottom. In short, she’s exactly the type that Trainor and I like.

  I make a move to get up, but my friend stops me. He holds a hand up, palm out, his blue eyes gleaming. Nodding, I sit down slowly again. What is this girl doing here? The pool is obviously closed. Is she going for a midnight swim?

  But then, she takes us by surprise because with a naughty smile, she reaches into her bag and pulls out two enormous toys. Well, they’re not that big, to tell the truth. They’re what I would call medium-sized, and in fact, one is quite small. But they’re both black and thick, and she eyes them admiringly before putting one into her mouth.

  Oh shit. This is really happening. We watch, breathless, as the girl licks up the side of one before twirling her tongue around the tip. Then, she turns to the other and sucks hard on the head before running the flat of her tongue up and down the length, getting the shaft lubed up. Oh shit, is this where I think it’s going?

  Yes, it is. Moaning, her eyes flutter closed as she leans back. She spreads her legs so that each foot is on the edge of the lounger, giving us a perfect look at her prone body. Then, she pops one tit out of her bikini top, squeezing it with her hand. With a secret smile, she pushes it up until it hits her chin, and then leans down and suckles the pink tip while moaning with pleasure. Goddamn. What a bad girl.

  Of course, both Trainor and I have our cocks out now. The huge shafts are stiff and leaking, and we palm them as we watch this beautiful girl continue with her self-pleasure. Leaning back with a delighted sigh, she reaches down and pulls her bikini bottom to the side, revealing that pretty pink cunt. The lips are already swollen and gleaming and her clit peeps out, erect and begging to be kissed. But the girl merely takes the two toys and begins rubbing them through her pussy lips. She toys with herself, getting the shafts lubed up, but never actually inserts either of the toys into her tiny hole.

  Both Trainor and I are breathing hard now. We’re probably only twenty feet away, and yet she has no idea that we’re here. We lean forward on our loungers, our hands sliding up and down our slick shafts. But why hasn’t she taken one of the toys into herself yet?

  Suddenly, the answer becomes apparent. The toys are now slicked up, and the blonde sits up in the lounger, and then stands. She’s a gorgeous sight: perfectly proportioned, with large breasts, wide hips, and long legs. Giggling a bit, she moves to the edge of the pool and dips her toe inside. Then, she begins to ease herself into the water, her beautiful form disappearing into the liquid.

  God, I hope she doesn’t disappear altogether. But sure enough, she stops when she’s about waist-deep in water. The pool is quite shallow in that area, and she’s right by the edge, so we still have a good view. She shimmies her bottom a little, and I imagine the water feels good: slick and slippery over her soft curves.

  Then, she reaches behind her neck and the bikini top drops off altogether, revealing those lush, creamy orbs. Moaning a bit, she squeezes her tits, massaging them, before popping off the nipples for fun. Then she does the same with her bikini bottoms. Those are gone too, the wet fabric hitting the pool deck with a splat.

  Holy fuck. What is this girl up to? With a secret smile, the woman reaches forward for the toys she’s placed by the edge of the pool, and brings them to her mouth again. She gives them good, hard sucks, as if getting them ready, and then bends over so that her big bottom lifts from the water. It’s a gorgeous sight. Her pink pussy lips are swollen with arousal, and her hidden hole comes into view as she widens her legs into a vee.

  Then, Trainor and I watch with our mouths open as slowly, she works one of the toys into her tiny pussy. It’s hard because she’s small, and it’s clear this is why she came to the pool. She wanted the extra lube provided by the water. It’s not regular water because often they scent it with various perfumes, and add lotions as well. The water is slick and perfect for this purpose, come to think of it.

  But the blonde girl is determined, and we watch with hungry gazes as she moans throatily again, her eyes still shut. Slowly, that enormous black tool disappears into her sweetness until it’s almost all gone except for the base. She moans again, and pulls it out before pushing it back in. The toy is glistening and wet from her female fluids, and her breasts shake with arousal.

  After a few minutes of dirty play, the blonde’s eyes open and alight on the other toy still sitting on the deck. She smiles and reaches for it, the first toy still embedded deep inside. Then, she brings the second toy to her mouth for another good suck while widening the vee of her thighs, as if getting settled in place. Then, she brings the second toy around and begins to penetrate her ass.

  Trainor and I share amazed looks. Holy fuck! We’ve engaged in a lot of filthy acts in the past, but this is up with the best of them. We watch as she winces a bit, her brown pucker refusing to give. But then the blonde takes a deep breath and increases the pressure. Her sphincter literally lets go with a pop, and the head of the toy slides into her ass.

  Shit. Shit. Shit. I stand now, fully intending to enter the water and take my share. But Trainor shoots me another warning look, and I sit down again. How far is she going to go?

  Really far, from the looks of it. Once she gets both toys fully situated inside, she begins a rhythm of sorts. One hand pulls the toy in her ass out, while the other pushes the toy in her pussy in. Then, they repeat, but the other way around so that she’s always full at any moment in time. Meanwhile, her moans are getting louder and louder, filling our ears with the soundtrack of a woman being pleasured.

  But we can’t take it anymore. We can’t just stand by and be bystanders. This woman is too creamy, too lush, and too filthy to ignore. We need her, and we need her now.

  3

  Alizeh

  Pleasure pounds through my veins as I increase the pace. One toys slides into my ass, and then I pull it out, as the other enters my pussy. The fullness is incredible, and I moan loudly, hardly able to believe I’m actually doing this.

  After all, I wasn’t sure about this plan. In general, I’m a good girl. I go where they tell me to, and do what they want me to. But I was just so sick of being boring! I wanted to have some naughty fun, even if it was just by myself.

  So I snuck into the pool for exactly this purpose. I’ve been wanting to try DP for a long time, but could never do it in the privacy of my bedroom. Even though I used globs of lube, I couldn’t work the toys into myself. The lube wasn’t slick enough, and I couldn’t get into the right position on my bed either. So I dreamed up this pool idea instead.

  It’s ideal because here, I have the water to use as buoyancy. My big bottom is heart-shaped, and it lifts easily from the water. My breasts are currently submerged, the tips sensitized from the cool liquid. Plus, the water in the pool isn’t just regular water. For one, they don’t chlorinate it because of all the naughty activity that goes on. Also, they add lots of lotion and oils so that it smells good, and is slickly sweet. It’s a perfect lube, in my opinion.

  And so far, my experiment is working out well. When I was alone in my room, I could get one toy
in, or the other, but definitely not both. Here, I’ve got them both buried deep and it feels amazing. I pump them in using a steady rhythm, and the pressure builds in my secret spot. I feel the ecstasy begin to rise and the tension between my thighs intensifies. Then suddenly, it happens. My pussy and ass contract hard on the toys buried within as I let out a loud scream.

  “Ooooh!” is my cry. “Oh god, YES!”

  Tremors wrack my frame as I scream again, the sound echoing in the tiled chamber. My pussy continues to convulse even as my ass ring grips tight on the toy inside. But then the convulsions become too strong and despite my best efforts, my body actually ejects the two dildos. They slip out as my holes clamp and clench furiously, still shaking with pleasure.

  After a few minutes of this bliss, my breathing calms a bit. Oh my god, what just happened? Blearily, I open my eyes. The water in the pool is still sloshing a little, and behind me, the two toys bobble on the waves innocently. I feel wrung out but also so happy, and so sated.

  But then, my vision sharpens and I straighten a bit because the two toys are floating to the edge of the pool. Suddenly a bronzed, masculine hand reaches in to catch them. The hand pulls them from the water, and my gaze follows it to an imposing form standing by the edge of the pool. Holy shit! Has he been here the entire time?

  Immediately, my hands go to my breasts and pussy, trying to cover the lushest parts of my body. But instead, the man, who’s still in silhouette, merely chuckles.

  “That was a beautiful show, sweetheart. But tell me: you have two holes that are empty now. Would you like my friend and I to fill them?”

  The air escapes my lungs because out from behind the first man steps a second, just as big as the first. They’ve both got broad shoulders, wide, muscular chests, and a vee-like hip structure that leads to … OMG, are those really for me? Suddenly, my night just got a lot steamier.