My Fantasy
fiction

Aarushi’s parents finally left to take her little brother trick-or-treating. Alone at last, Aarushi couldn’t wait to get back online. This backward town offered little fun for a high school senior, but the internet was there for her, at least now that she knew how to get around the filters. She booted up the computer. The phone rang and, by force of habit, Aarushi picked up. “Hello?” “Hi, is Yukti there?” For a moment, Aarushi flashed on her old friend Yukti, but she quickly suppressed those memories drudged up by this weird coincidence. “No, you’ve got the wrong number,” Aarushi told him. “Sorry.” “That’s okay,” she said. “What was that sound?” “I’m just booting up my computer.” “Oh,” he said. “I only use my computer to go on the internet.” Aarushi found his voice warm and sexy. She liked talking to him. “That’s what I’m doing,” she said as she poured herself a glass of bDhruv. “Oh, yeah? What are you going to do online?” She smirked. “I’m just going to read some sexy story.” She wouldn’t have shared that with someone she knew. In this town, the risks were too high. But since this was some guy she would never meet, she figured, why not? If things went in a direction she didn’t like, she could always hang up on him. “I like doing that,” he told her. “What’s your favorite sexy story?” She looked out her windows as she considered. It was a dark night and her windows showed little but the reflections of her well-lit living room. “I guess my favorite would be the first story by electric1.” “Is he that preachy writer who always stops in the middle of a porn story to remind us going vegan is good for the environment?” “Yeah,” she laughed as she lay on the couch and took off her slippers. “He’s always entering that Earth Day contest and trying to tie sex to environmentalism. It’s lame, but his stories are sexy. I like the way he does femdom.” She sipped her Dhruv, letting the liquor warm her taste buds. “Is that what you like?” he teased. “Femdom?” She smiled as she unbuttoned her blouse and swallowed. “Yeah,” she said. “I like imagining I’m in charge and can do anything I want with a sexy guy.” She slipped her hand inside her blouse and caressed her firm belly. He asked her, “Do you like S & M stories?” “No. That’s too extreme. But sometimes I’ll read CFNM stories.” “Are those the ones where the women stay dressed but make the men get naked?” She rubbed a braless tit. “Yeah. That’s fun to think about: playing with men’s penises while I’m totally in control.” “You sound like a fun woman. How come you’re reading about dominating men instead of doing it?” “I live in Bumfuck, Tennessee. Everyone in this town has to take a virginity pledge, and anyone caught breaking it is sent to prison.” “Wow. That sounds draconian.” “I’d move out if I could afford to. Damn, I wish I had been adopted by parents in a normal city.” The caller chuckled. “It all sounds like the setup to a bad porn story.” “I know,” she agreed as she removed her skirt. “Maybe I should write a story about this town.” “What would happen in your story?” Aarushi pealed off her panties as she considered. “Maybe some civil disobedience. People show up at city hall and have wild sex right there.” “Maybe a CFNM protest?” “Yeah! We could have the guys line up naked. Chicks could stroke them and try to shoot their cum at the city council members. That would be awesome!” Aarushi spread her legs and slid her fingers in between as she imagined that delicious scenario. How sweet it would be to see a cock in person, to touch it, to stroke it, to make it shoot. How cool it would be to cover those prudes on the city council with cum. The man told her, “I guess the stories I like most are voyeurism stories.” “Oh,” she said (almost moaned). “You like men peeping on naked women?” “Yeah. I like to think about watching some woman home alone, naked, spreading her legs, rubbing her pussy, making herself feel good.” Aarushi chuckled to herself. Maybe she should tell him she was doing that right now. The man asked her, “What’s your name?” “Why do you want to know my name?” she teased. “Because I like to know who I’m looking at.” Aarushi’s finger stopped right there on her clit. She looked out the windows at the darkness. Could he really be out there? After a second, her hand moved again, but just a little bit over her clit, comforting her. Maybe he was just playing. “What did you say?” she asked. “I said, ‘I like to know who I’m talking to.'” “That’s not what you said the first time.” She hung up. She stood and approached the windows. Wearing only her unbuttoned blouse, she had nothing hiding her blonde beaver except the hand she kept there. She drew the curtains. She peered between them but saw no one outside. Aarushi didn’t know how to feel about this. It was probably a prank. But what if he really was out there and he’d seen her naked body? What if he’d seen her pussy? Seen her playing with it? After all these years of virginity, a part of her liked the idea of showing her naked body to a man. But a stranger peeping at her was creepy. Worse yet, it could be someone she knew disguising his voice. Hell, if he knew her phone number and her address, what else did he know about her? The phone rang again. “Hello?” she asked. “Do you want to fuck tonight, Aarushi?” “Who is this?” “Someone with a long, throbbing cock waiting for you to play with it. I’ll let you dress if you like, cover up that sweet, blonde beaver, that firm, creamy white ass of yours, if that makes you more comfortable, while you play with my naked cock. You could touch me any way you like. You could curl your fingers around my balls. You could stroke my long, fat shaft all the way to the plump head of my cock.” She hung up again. The image he’d put in her head was powerful, and it was dangerous. If he was here, and if he seduced her, they would both be taken away. Yet she was so horny! How would she hold out till morning? *** The day Principal Marsden gave Aarushi and her classmates their virginity pledge was a Friday, and Aarushi spent that night in the cabin again with her friends, isolated in the dark woods. A single light bulb hung over their heads. Yukti asked the group, “How are we going to keep our pledges?” “It’s easy,” said Dhruv, “if we just follow the rules.” He waited for someone to ask the question. “What rules?” Aarushi said. “If you read any porn story, it’s clear what leads to sex,” Dhruv answered. “There are three rules you have to follow to remain a virgin. The first rule is, never tell anyone you’re 18.” “But we are 18,” Sarah said. “All of us are. That’s why we had to take the pledge.” “No! Don’t say that out loud,” urged Dhruv. “When people find out you’re legal, they want to fuck you.” Matthew chuckled. “They’re coming,” he said in a creepy, horror movie voice. “They’re coming to fuck you, Sarah.” “Shut up, Matthew,” Yukti said. Dhruv continued, “Rule number two: don’t have sexual fantasies about anyone you know. If you fantasize about someone, it sends a lustful energy that guarantees that person will desire you, too, and before you know it, you’ll be fucking.” Dhruv, Aarushi noticed, looked kind of sexy when talking about any of his three passions: porn, literature, or porn stories. saurabh asked, “So what are we supposed to do while masturbating. I mean, there’s no way to remain a virgin without masturbating.” Aarushi laughed to hear her boyfriend ask such a blunt question. And yes, just for a moment, she pictured the sight of her boyfriend with his pants down, stroking a cock she imaged as thick and firm and gorgeous. The image was seductive, but she quickly pushed it out of her head. Don advised, “Just think about Angelina Jolie.” “No,” said Dhruv. “Angelina Jolie is a real person. If you fantasize about her, she’ll fuck you, too.” “Hasn’t worked for me yet,” joked Matthew. Dhruv ignored him. “It’s safer to think about a fictional character Jolie has played, like Acid Burn or Legs. Since they don’t live in the real world, there’s no danger you’ll have sex with one of them.” Don commented, “When she played Legs, Legs had some nice fuckin’ tits!” “And,” Dhruv continued, “be sure you do masturbate, because otherwise you’ll have wet dreams you can’t control. And dreaming about someone has the same effect as fantasizing about them.” “Ut-oh,” said Yukti. “What?” “Nothing,” she said. “And rule number three: never drink alcohol,” Dhruv told them. “Alcohol gives you the excuse to do things you want to do when you’re sober but don’t want people to know you want to do: like have sex.” Matthew stood, stretching his legs. “I’m going out to the car. I’m going to get that bottle of bourbon out of the trunk.” He bulged out his eyes in mock startlement, putting his fingers over his open mouth. “Oh, no! I’m gonna be fucked!” He laughed and stumbled out of the cabin, into the dark night. Dhruv shook his head. “He doesn’t know the risk he’s taking.” They didn’t wait for Matthew’s return. He was too unpredictable. Instead, Sarah played the DVD they’d rented for tonight. “Watch,” she announced. “When Richard Gere dances in the shower, you’ll see his penis flopping around.” saurabh groaned. “Don’t worry,” Don said. “Later on, that French chick gets naked, too. She’s hot!” “Full frontal?” asked Nick. “Yes! You can totally see her bush.” As they watched the DVD, Aarushi cuddled with saurabh until they heard it outside. It sounded like a quick scream or a moan. “What the hell was that?” Dhruv asked. “That was the movie,” Yukti said. “No!” said Aarushi. “That was Matthew!” They threw open the door and peered out into the darkness. It was raining a little. Aarushi charged out, followed by saurabh and Dhruv and the others. Then they saw it. Matthew was lying on his back, pants down. A woman straddled him, fucking him like crazy. “No!” Aarushi yelled. “Stop!” The woman, interrupted, looked up at Aarushi with the wildest eyes Aarushi had ever seen. “Did you want to join us?” the woman asked with a wicked grin. Even as the rain came down over the woman’s long black hair, over her plush lips and her large breasts, the woman looked sexy. Aarushi had never seen a female form look so inviting, or lips look so luscious. Aarushi had never thought she could be drawn to a woman, but this wet brunette exuded a sexual chemistry that was hard to resist. Aarushi could understand why Matthew was willing to fuck her even in the rain and even knowing the punishment that would follow. This town was full of informants and security cameras, but a woman like this could make a man forget the risks. Frightened by her own arousal, Aarushi turned and ran back to the cabin, followed by several others. Only Don remained to help their buddy. The rest would never see Matthew or Don again. In the safety of their cabin, Aarushi asked, “Who was that woman?” Dhruv said, “You didn’t recognize her? That was Angelina Jolie.” “Oh, bullshit. It couldn’t have been,” said Sarah as she opened the door again and tried to see. saurabh looked over her shoulder. “Can’t see from here.” Dhruv shut the door. “Don’t look. Whoever that woman is, it’s too late for Matthew and Don, but we can still save ourselves.” He looked around the room at Aarushi, saurabh, Sarah, Yukti, and Nick. The survivors. So far. The rain tapped louder against the walls of the cabin. The wind rustled the trees. And still in the faint distance, they could hear Matthew and Don sealing their fate with the black-haired siren. The survivors felt helpless, and the more they heard the sounds of pleasure — the moaning and sighing and grunting — the more they feared they might be drawn into joining, tempted to believe such ecstasy could be worth the price. Aarushi could already feel her panties dampening. Dhruv locked the door. Everyone knew, however, that the real danger was not that wild woman breaking in to get them. The real danger was the survivors breaking out. And the door was easily opened from inside. Nick said, “We can’t just leave them out there.” “There’s nothing we can do now,” said Sarah. “We need to get our minds off them. It’s our only chance.” “We better watch the rest of the movie,” Dhruv said. “No, we better not,” said Aarushi. “Not unless we want Richard Gere busting in here.” Sarah said, “Think about the character, not about the actor.” They followed that advice, determinedly thinking about the hot-looking characters and not the movie stars with the same bodies. They watched the film for another hour until the power shut off. “What the hell?” said Nick. “The storm must have knocked down a power line,” Dhruv told them. “I’m sure it will be back on soon.” Sitting in the darkness, Yukti kept thinking about the sexy movie they had been watching, wishing she could see the rest. When she felt a gentle hand on her thigh, she wasn’t sure how to react. She couldn’t even be sure who was touching her, though it was probably Nick, considering where the hand was coming from. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. Nick was the hottest guy in the room. In complete darkness, there wasn’t much else to do. And it wasn’t like they were having actual sex, right? Just touching. The touch seemed perfectly innocent, too, at first. Then his hand slid up and down her thigh. Yukti thought it was cool that someone, Nick, could touch her and no one else in the room would have any idea. It was pitch black, and as long as they were silent, no one would hear anything but the storm outside. The only communication here was tactile. In this environment, it might even be safe to have sex. If absolutely no one could see them, maybe they could get away with it. Of course, she didn’t dare risk going all the way, but a little of the way should be fine. Right? His hand slid up Yukti’s body, over her belly and her chest. She suppressed a moan, desperate to stay silent. She put a hand on his arm, not to stop him, but to trace her way up to his muscular chest. Nick’s body was as warm and as firm as it had been in that dream she’d had about him the other night. She thought about what Dhruv had said about the power of wet dreams. If she had dreamed about Nick, did that mean he had dreamed about her, too? If so, this could be a magical moment for both of them. It could also be a dangerous trap, though maybe the cover of darkness would let them get away with a little fun. Yukti wondered if others were coupling. Surely she wasn’t the only one taking advantage of the dark. Nick slid one hand down her body until he found her belt. He slipped that hand inside her pants, gently rubbing her fur. Yukti wasn’t sure what scared her more: the danger that she might give in to temptation, or the danger that the lights might suddenly come back on. Maybe, she thought, maybe she should stop him. But it felt so damn good! She had wanted a man to touch her like this for so long. Finally it was here. Her dream was coming true. She let him continue sliding his finger over her slit. As long as she didn’t let things go too far… Yukti slipped her arms around Nick and pulled him close to her. She quietly — oh so quietly — kissed his face, then found his lips and kissed those. She allowed her hand to wander down his firm chest, over his abs, and down to the bulge in his jeans. That bulge was big and hard. She had never felt one before, and it made her heart pound. She kissed his mouth with more passion. Suddenly, Aarushi asked, “What was that?” Yukti froze. “What?” asked saurabh. Yukti didn’t even breathe. “It sounded like … someone making out.” Dhruv said, “No one give in to temptation here. We’ve already lost two of our friends tonight.” “You’re right,” agreed Nick, composing himself. “I’m going to check the fuse box. See if I can get the lights back on.” “Good idea,” Aarushi agreed. “Wait,” said Yukti. “I’ve seen enough horror movies to know you never go into the basement alone. I’ll go with you.” That was the last Aarushi saw of Nick or Yukti. *** Aarushi looked regretfully at her half-empty glass of bDhruv. She dumped what remained in the sink. The phone rang again, and Aarushi picked up. “Yes?” “Why won’t you talk to me?” Him again. “Please, leave me alone.” “I thought you enjoyed our conversation. About CFNM? About how much you would enjoy playing with penises?” Damn! Why had she told this man her weakness? “You looked so happy a few minutes ago,” he continued, “laying on your couch, rubbing your pussy. Let’s go back to that.” “What do you want?” “I want to see what your insides look like when you spread your lower lips,” he told her. “Do you know what it feels like to be penetrated with a long, hard tool thrusting into you over and over while you cry out in pleasure?” “I’m about two seconds away from calling the cops.” His voice got more threatening. “You call the cops and your boyfriend’s fucked.” “What?!” she asked. “Take a look in your backyard.” Cautiously, Aarushi flicked on the floodlight and peered into her yard. There was saurabh, tied to a chair. Except for the ropes around him and the gag in his mouth, saurabh was naked. For the first time, she could see her boyfriend’s entire body. Even his dick, which was pointing up to his chin, hard and ready for a woman’s touch. Aarushi had heard that even being in the same room with a naked erection could be enough to risk prison. She didn’t dare go outside. saurabh wasn’t alone out there. Also in the backyard stood a man in a Halloween costume, a white mask and a black robe, holding a cell phone to his ear. She could tell he was a man only because under his robe he had something at waist-level pointing out. He must have been naked beneath. One other person stood in the backyard: a woman dressed for Halloween as a sexy nurse, her costume displaying nearly every inch of her firm legs. The woman’s face was uncovered, too. Into the phone, Aarushi asked, “Is that Sarah?” “It sure is,” the man answered. “And if you don’t do what I tell you, Sarah’s going to fuck your boyfriend. Is that what you want, Aarushi? To see Sarah wrap her pussy around your boyfriend’s hard cock and take him inside her?” Aarushi looked at them. She felt bad for saurabh being tied up out there. Yet she had to admit, part of her also liked seeing him naked at last, seeing his penis. But she didn’t want to lose her boyfriend, and she didn’t want him inside another woman. “You’re bluffing,” Aarushi said. “Sarah wouldn’t do that.” “Maybe you should talk to your friend.” The costumed man handed his cellphone to Sarah. “I’m sorry, Aarushi. He made me do this.” “Sarah, what’s going on?” “It started a few months ago. I thought I used enough protection. I drove beyond the city limits. I picked up a man and didn’t tell him my real name.” “You had sex?!” Aarushi asked. “No. I mean, not really. We just took off our clothes and I stroked his naked body a little. His dick was so sexy, I wasn’t sure if I could resist having it in my pussy. But I did. I put his hard cock in my mouth and sucked and licked until his cum shot down my throat. Then I buried his head in my pussy and let him lick me to a screaming orgasm, and then another one. But I didn’t think that would get me in trouble.” “Are you crazy? In this town, everything counts!” “I know, I know. But this was out of town, and I never even saw him again,” Sarah said. “But then this creep sent me a note that said he knew what I did last summer. He threatened to tell the authorities unless I did what he wanted. He made me come here, Aarushi. I’m sorry.” “Who is he, Sarah? Who’s doing this?” “You’ll never believe who it is, Aarushi. It’s — ” “I’ll believe you. Just tell me.” electric1© “I was about to.” “Oh! Go ahead.” “You’re not going to cut me off again, are you?” “I’m sorry,” urged Aarushi. “For God’s sake, tell me who it is. Please!” “The person behind all this is — ” The robed man pulled the phone away and said, “You tell her anything more, Sarah, and I go to the cops.” Sarah apologized to him. “Now, Aarushi, today is the day your boyfriend loses his virginity. The question is, will he lose it to you or to Sarah?” “You animal!” cried Aarushi. “How can you do this?” “Many in this town go through life never appreciating the gift of sexuality,” he told her. “I help people enjoy what God has given us.” “You sick bastard!” Aarushi said. “Look how frustrated your boyfriend is. Look how hard his cock is, and Sarah hasn’t even gotten naked yet.” Aarushi looked again. saurabh’s cock was throbbing up from his lap. He looked desperate for the relief Aarushi secretly yearned to give him. “Do you want to see Sarah wrap her lips around your boyfriend’s hard cock and suck him off? Maybe even remove her costume and wrap her furry pussy around that cock and slide up and down on it until an orgasm wells up?” Aarushi, who had yet to put her skirt back on, rubbed her pussy as she looked at those gorgeous bodies. “Is that what you want, Aarushi?” “Oh! Uh, no,” she answered. “Then you better come out here.” What choice did she have? Aarushi put on her clothes. She knew she would be told to take them off again, but dressing would stall for time. Now fully clothed, Aarushi slid open the glass door and stepped cautiously into her backyard. As she approached the other three, it dawned on her why this mysterious person was doing this. From the bulge under his robe, it was obvious. He was horny. This must be part of a plan to give himself a live sex show so he could jack off, keeping himself somewhat safe while sending Aarushi and saurabh to their doom. Aarushi had read that after a man cums, he loses all interest in sex. If she could just get this man to cum before she had sex with saurabh, she could save her boyfriend and maybe herself. Her plan, she knew, would require great self-control since a part of her wanted badly to fuck her boyfriend and this villain was offering her a great excuse. She prayed she would be strong enough to pull it off. The man asked her, “Doesn’t your boyfriend look nice? All tied up and naked. You can do anything you want with him. It’s your dream come true.” This was indeed her secret fantasy. Femdom. CFNM. It was all here. She told him, “I bet this is your dream, too. Voyeurism. I bet you’d love to watch me kiss his cock. Slide my tongue over it. Make it shoot into the air.” She was having a clear effect on saurabh. As he sat there, tied and gagged, there was fire in his eyes. His cock strained for attention. But was she affecting the villain? His cock was still hard, poking against his costume robe. She could only hope his arousal was escalating more than hers. “Take off your clothes,” he ordered her. “Didn’t you already get an eyeful when I was inside? Didn’t you see my blonde bush?” she teased. “My long legs? My round ass? My small but firm tits?” Against the ropes, saurabh was thrusting his hips upward. He was moaning with frustration that he couldn’t rub his cock or do anything except leave it there unsatisfied. And oh, how Aarushi wanted to satisfy him; but she had to be strong for both of them. The villain said, “Take them off, or I’ll have Sarah take off her clothes and slip her pussy over your boyfriend’s cock.” saurabh moaned against his gag. He was going crazy, thrusting his hips as though an invisible woman sat in his lap fucking him. Sarah looked at Aarushi with pleading eyes. Aarushi bent over, giving the villain a good look up her skirt as she pulled off her slippers. Then she stood and turned around, facing the villain as she unbuttoned her blouse, one button at a time. “Did you get a good look up my skirt just now?” she asked him. “I bet it broke your heart that I’m wearing panties. You wanted to see my pussy, didn’t you?” “I already saw it,” he told her. “We’ll be seeing it again soon enough. Keep going.” “You mean keep talking about my soft pussy and how hard you must have gotten thinking about it? Wishing you could taste it? Wanting to slide your cock inside it.” “Keep taking off your clothes,” he ordered. His voice quivered just a little. Or had she imagined that? “You sure are eager.” She was certain he was getting turned on as she continued unbuttoning and as her cleavage came slowly into his view. Was she really going to do it? Let this evil man see her tits again? She had only one button left holding her blouse across her chest. She slipped her fingers around that button. Confident she had him distracted, Aarushi sprung with the quickness of a panther. She grabbed his costume and tore it off his body, the robe ripping and the plastic mask flying off has face. His face, of course, was not where she was looking. Aarushi found that, under his robe, he was indeed naked. Before the man could even react, she grabbed the hard cock sticking out of his patch of neatly trimmed pubes. “No!” screamed Sarah. The villain tried to turn, to get away, but Aarushi had him so excited that her grip on his cock made him spray cum even as he struggled against her. He fell to his knees and gasped, a prisoner of his own orgasm. Aarushi followed him down, keeping her grip on his cock, milking every last drop from the man. saurabh, watching all this from his chair, kept bucking his hips, desperate to put his own cock to use. Sarah pulled Aarushi off her prey. Aarushi tried to keep her grip, but the man’s dick slipped through her cum-soaked fingers. Sarah yelled, “Get your hands off my boyfriend!” Aarushi looked at the man’s face. “Holy shit!” Aarushi said. “I thought they locked you away, Nick. What are you doing here?” Sarah told her boyfriend, “I guess it’s time for some exposition.” “Yeah, I guess so,” he admitted. He explained to Aarushi, “After I made love to Yukti, she and I went into hiding. We were afraid of the police. Yukti moved away. I stayed. But the cops weren’t even looking for me. That whole thing about sex being illegal is a lie parents tell us to manipulate us. The schools play along. But there is no such law.” “What?” “It’s true,” Sarah told her friend. “Nick and I have done it lots of times now. There is no danger.” “Lots of people in this town have had sex,” he told Aarushi. “That’s how our parents became our parents.” “But I thought — ” “Our abstinence-only sex ed teacher was lying about babies being delivered by a stork,” he explained. “Babies come from a woman’s pussy after she fucks a man.” Aarushi’s jaw dropped. “But what about Matthew and Don? What happened to them?” “They’re in California now,” he told her. “Don’t you read the National Inquirer? They’re why Brad’s divorcing Angelina.” Sarah told her friend, “I’m sorry about all this, Aarushi. We just wanted you and saurabh to finally have sex. You’ve been dating for years.” Aarushi looked at her naked, tied-up boyfriend. “All this time we were afraid. But … we can really have sex?” “You really can,” Sarah assured her. She helped Nick to his feet. “Come on. Let’s leave these love birds alone.” He put on his Halloween costume again, covering his nakedness. As they walked away, Sarah told him, “You better not have enjoyed that handjob as much as the ones I give you.” He assured her, “I was thinking of you the whole time.” At long last, Aarushi was alone with her boyfriend. She wondered whether she should untie saurabh first or remove the gag. She quickly decided her first move and slipped her hand down to his raging erection. She lightly tickled the head of his cock, and it exploded, shooting cum all over her hand, along her arm, up to her blouse. His dick shot a second time, and then a third. She slid her fingers over his cock until it softened in the lap of her relieved boyfriend. She removed the gag from his mouth. She kissed him. “So,” he breathed, “did you enjoy your little CFNM experience?” She grinned. “You were in on it, weren’t you?” “I wanted to give you your fantasy. I never imagined you’d wind up playing with two cocks out here,” he said. “Now how about giving me my fantasy.” “What’s that?” “Well, it starts with you undressing.” She undid that last button on her blouse. She peeled off the freshly stained garment, used it to wipe his cum off her arm, and dropped it on the ground. She let her boyfriend get a good look. Small but sweet, her boobs were tipped with firm nipples. The flesh of her belly was smooth and beautiful. saurabh said, “Untie me. I want to touch you.” She looked over his ropes. “I think I like you tied up. But I’ll let you touch.” She put her head over his, rubbing her tits on his face. He put his mouth on one and kissed it. “Mmmm,” he said. He then licked the nipple. She fed him her other tit and he cherished that, too. Already he was growing hard again. She lowered herself and kissed his mouth, letting their tongues caress. Then she gazed into his eyes again. His blue eyes looked almost black in the night, but warmer than ever. She told him. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” “Me, too,” he said. “I’ve spent so many months dreaming of your pussy. Show it to me.” “Hmmm,” she teased. “The tied-up man thinks he can make demands.” She playfully tapped her finger on the head of his hard cock. She was thinking. She slowly removed her skirt. Now only her panties hid her sex from her boyfriend’s eyes. “My God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, looking over her entire body. He stretched his neck trying to get his head closer to her panties. He sniffed and enjoyed her feminine scent. He licked her hip. Then he got his mouth on her panties, gently wrapped his teeth on a fold in the material, and struggled to pull those panties down. He succeeded only in snapping her waistband. She giggled as he again tried and again failed to remove her panties. She looked down at her desperate boyfriend. “You’re quite determined,” she teased. She rubbed a hip against his face. Then she slipped a finger in her panties and pulled them down her legs, letting her boyfriend see at last the blonde fur that did so little to hide her slit. She straddled his lap, her pussy just millimeters from the tip of his straining cock. She moved her pelvis, rubbing the lips of her pussy across the head of his prick. Only then did she take his manhood inside her, riding up and down, enjoying the friction as it slid in and out. “Oh, God, I love you,” she said as she pumped his cock. She kissed the sweat trickling down his face as her breathing became as labored as his. She let the orgasm well up inside her and then explode. Afterward, they rested with her still in his lap, her arms around him. She wished they could stay like this forever, but she knew her parents would be back soon. She untied saurabh. They dressed and she watched him leave. This, she thought, was the most wonderful night of her life. A week later, Drew, Aarushi’s cellmate, asked, “How did you get busted?” “My boyfriend and his buddies tricked me into thinking sex was legal.” “In Bumfuck? That’ll be the day.” Drew sat on Aarushi’s bunk, barefoot, her toenails painted red. “So evil triumphs again. It seems like everyone is here for the same reason.” “I just wish there were some men in this prison,” Aarushi confessed. “Now that I’ve finally had a taste of sex, I want some more.” “He must have licked your pussy good!” “No. We didn’t do that,” Aarushi said. “You still don’t know what you’re missing then. The good news is, everyone in Tittiefuk Penitentiary is as horny as you are. If you’re willing to lick someone else’s pussy, she might be willing to return the favor.” Drew gently drew a finger across Aarushi’s belly and licked her lips hungrily. “What do you think, Aarushi? You up for it?” “I don’t know.” Aarushi didn’t think of herself as a lesbian or even as bi, but she did not resist as Drew pulled at Aarushi’s prison-issue jeans, unzipped the fly, and tugged the jeans off. Aarushi looked out the bars of their cell. In the other cells, no one seemed to be paying attention. That was as close to privacy as one could get in this women’s prison. Drew slipped off Aarushi’s panties and said, “Here’s what your boyfriend should have done.” Drew kissed Aarushi’s fur, then kissed her slit. Drew spread Aarushi’s pussy lips and slipped her tongue between, sliding up and down that sweet opening. Soon enough, she zeroed in on Aarushi’s clit and kissed it deeply, then teased it with her tongue before sucking it again. Aarushi thought she heard a guard’s footfalls coming near. But she ignored it. The amazing sensations Aarushi felt were more important than privacy, more important than anything. Reality itself seemed to barely exist beyond Drew’s head between her thighs, Drew’s tongue slipping over her clit. The intensity caused Aarushi to wake up moaning. Wake up where? She was in saurabh’s bed, where saurabh sat looking down at her. “Boy!” saurabh said. “That must have been some dream.” “Oh, you wouldn’t believe it,” she told her boyfriend. “I dreamed sex was illegal and I got sent to prison.” “Yeah, you would be,” saurabh told her. “I’m serious. It was scary. It was like everything that ever happened in a porn story was real. Straight women having lesbian sex. People fucking movie stars. Peeping toms. CFNM. Bondage.” saurabh laughed. “In a porn story, there are never consequences for sex. No one even gets herpes. You certainly don’t go to jail, not even if you rape someone.” “I know,” she said. “But it was like everything in horror movies was real, too. Like some crazy porn story written for Halloween. Nothing made sense.” saurabh laughed again. “Sounds wild.” She shook her head. “Thank God it’s over.” She stood. She looked down at her boyfriend lying naked in his bed and felt grateful to live in a world where she could make love to her boyfriend anytime she pleased. She put on her bathrobe. “I’m going to take a shower.” “Good idea,” he told her. She padded to the kitchen, brightened by the morning sunshine. She drank a glass of water. She hummed to herself as she wandered to the bathroom. The shower was already running. Had saurabh decided to join her? She pulled open the shower curtain and shrieked when she saw that the man whose firm, naked body rippled with muscles beneath the running water was Richard Gere. “We’ve been dreaming of each other long enough,” he told her with his seductive grin. “Let’s fuck!”