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It was Friday afternoon. I had taken time off. It was warm and so I preferred sitting in the garden with a beer rather than in the car, on my way to yet another client. On the terrace, in my easy chair, under the awning, it was fine. I tried to do some reading, but nodded off to sleep after only one page. I dreamed my favorite dream, 'Girls Island', in which I get to choose a new princess from 250 girls every day, with me stranded on a desert island for unclear reasons.
In bleak reality, my girlfriend Ria broke up with me three weeks ago. She explained her new choice for Ron with, "Ron doesn't piss of my friends, he's nice to my mother and doesn't forget my birthday."
* * *
I was startled awake. Something moved in the garden. A girl quickly hid behind the shed. "Come out, I saw you," I said.
A beautiful girl, long legs, small breasts, long blond hair, appeared. She looked at me with a disheveled face. She put her index finger in front of her lips and said, "Shh, they must not find me."
She sat down on the little wall next to my chair and asked, "So, good dream?"
Caught off guard, I looked down at my pants. What a pole stood there. And in the middle, on top of it a big wet spot. "It's just a cum because of what I dreamt," I said shyly.
"Then what did you dream?" the girl asked. "Tell me, then I'll tell you my favorite dream afterward."
"Well, that I'm with 250 girls on a desert island, and..." I told how I took the most beautiful girl to my tree house and what we all did there. I got all excited and told her about my most intimate desires.
The girl visibly enjoyed it. She had put one hand inside her gym shorts and responded with, "Ow," "wow," and "gosh."
She put her other hand on the wet spot in my pants and chuckled, "In a moment this volcano is going to erupt again."
"It just might, because now it's your turn," I said.
"My most delicious fantasy is that I sneak into my neighbor's yard. That I catch him with a huge erection. That I go up to him and put my hand down his pants and his horny sticky penis..."
"Isis, where are you now," it sounded from a nearby garden. "We stopped a long time ago. Are you coming?"
"Sorry," the girl said. "I have to go."
"When will you tell me the rest of your dream?"
"I can come tonight at 9 o'clock."
She kissed me on the cheek and ran off to the alley behind the garden.
"Martin," I said.
"Martin," she said.
* * *
Isis snuck into my garden at the stroke of nine. I had set up a second chair on the terrace.
"Sit down," I invited her.
"We have an hour. I have to be home by 10," she said.
"I'm in no hurry, but um, home at 10, how old are you?"
"Just 18, and you?"
"Almost 31."
"You were telling me your horniest fantasy."
"You put on clean pants. Too bad."
"Sorry, I took a shower."
"I didn't. I had such a nice wet slit after that Girls Island story. And still. You want to feel?"
She stood in front of me and pulled down her gym shorts. She had no panties on. She had a beautiful smooth slit under a modest, shaved, mound.
"Go ahead, you want it, don't you? Feel by your neighbor girl's slit how much she wants to be the princess of Girls Island."
I felt.
She was indeed warm and quite wet. I leaned forward, grabbed her hips and pulled her toward me. I kissed her belly.
"Get out of your gym shorts and come sit on my lap, princess, and tell me your hottest fantasy."
"Ok, ok, but then your pants have to come off too."
We both took off our pants. She sat down, facing me, on my lap. I grabbed under her t-shirt her titties.
"Well that fantasy, then, is about spying on men, or rather catching them. When they think nobody is watching them, that's when they are the most fun. Then they look at pictures or movies of naked girls, then they take their daughter's panties out of the laundry basket, then you can see by the lights in their eyes that they imagine what you look like naked, then they look at a young female colleague with her back to them copying and fantasize how they stick their cock between her buttocks. I am very good at recognizing the emerging horniness of adult men. And once they are horny, they are lost. It doesn't go away by itself. Then they have to find a place for a while, where they are unseen.... Well, that's my fantasy, that I then catch them mercilessly."
By now my cock was super stiff. Isis shifted slightly so that she sat with her slit on the shaft of my cock and rubbed my cock, with her fluid.
I said, "Pictures: check!"
"Panties of young girls: check!"
"Buttocks of nice colleagues: check!"
"Guilty, guilty and guilty again! And you caught me, too, this afternoon, with a wet spot in my pants."
She came up grabbed my cock and rubbed my glans through her slit a few times. Then she lowered herself. All at once I was deep inside her.
"How good you feel! What a delicious pussy you have."
She took off her t-shirt and pushed her tits into my face. "Lick my tits."
"That I caught you with that wetness in your pants this afternoon was no accident. I've been watching you for a while. Sometimes from behind your shed, sometimes I hide behind the hedge. I've even been in your kitchen once while you were on the couch watching a porno movie. I listened to you jerking off, to your panting, with my hand in my panties. That came close to my ideal, close to my hottest dream.
So and now I get off your lap, sit with my knees on the chair and you stick your cock deep inside me from behind."
She sat down in front of it. I stood up and put my glans on the underside of her lips. What a delicious ass she stuck out to me.
"And don't cum inside me. After you make me sing, you may cum in my other hole."
I pushed my cock in and started fucking, with my hands on her buttocks. Slow deep strokes.
"Keep doing that, don't speed up," Isis gasped.
After this afternoon's spontaneous ejaculation, I could keep this up for a while without coming. Isis began to moan louder and louder. I licked my thumb and gently placed it on her starlet. That was the last straw.
"Oh, oh, oh." Isis came very violently. I stopped and withdrew my cock.
"Come on, squirt into my ass."
I put my glans on her starlet and pushed. I came only a very small way into her, but I was so horny that I came immediately. And I kept coming. Jet after jet I squirted into her and it came out just as hard.
* * *
"Next time I want to sleep at your place," Isis said after pulling her gym shorts up over her sprayed bottom. "I'll come up with an excuse for my parents to come over."
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