A story, a protagonist, a fantasy. We've all let ourselves be carried away by our minds at some point or another. On this page, we're interested in fantasies and the protagonists of our stories take care of living theirs to the fullest. A story a day, a new protagonist, a different fantasy. Let yourself be carried away by imagination...
For the moment, this will be the last fantasy, as I won't write more of this type of stories and will dedicate myself to publishing other tales that I was already doing and new things. I hope you have enjoyed these 25 stories where imagination is the main protagonist. Obviously, thank all those who delighted in these stories and hopefully you'll like this one too.
Giant package
It's just a moment, a lost instant in a 24-hour day loaded with things, but the instant I wait for most. A stimulating cross of gazes, his coarse and powerful voice resonating in the room, his hand resting on the desk and his tongue moistening his finger. Everything is so attractive that I can't hold back my desire to stay watching him like a fool. His disheveled hair, captivating smile, and blinding eyes always trap me when I see him. I desire him every moment and drive myself crazy imagining he desires me just the same way. However, he always leaves, goes out through the same door he used to enter, leaving me with a craving for more... Always.
I'm Leticia, 27 years old, and I work at a law firm that has been many years ago. When I started my law career, my father moved some contacts so I could work with one of his lifelong friends. The office is located on the fourth floor of a building in the city center, which is plagued by professionals, so there's always a lot of constant movement. But without a doubt, the only person who interests me when entering our office door is Joaquín, the guy from the cadet company.
I met him shortly after starting to work with my boss and since I occupied the role of secretary for a long time, he was the one who spoke to him and told him what had to be sent. Joaquín is beautiful, has a divine body, an angelic face, a smile that melts you, and eyes that trap you every time you look at them. Besides being two years younger than me, I've always been very attracted to younger guys. He always seems happy, transmitting his own happiness. And if that's not enough, he's super nice and cordial, something that attracts me a lot about his personality.
The first time I saw him barely paid attention, as I was very focused on giving him the right papers and not making mistakes. When he left, a coworker approached me and he told me that he had always liked that boy, but that he was very young for her. At that moment, he was 23 years old and my companion almost 30, so it was understandable his argument. However I was only two years older than him and for that reason decided to look at him more closely the next time he came to the office to pick up some papers. On that occasion, I checked that what my companion was saying was true, Joaquín was very good-looking!
Since then every time he came, I would fixate on him and as it was me who had to give him the papers and tell him where to deliver them, we started talking. Then I realized that besides being beautiful, Joaquín was also very pleasant, amiable and conversational. Little by little our conversations became shorter but more elaborate, in which we talked about important news of those days or exchanged gossip about famous people. But what I liked most was how he called me, since instead of saying Leticia or Leti, he usually called me bonita or bella and although it seemed super cheesy to me, I loved it.
Everything changed one morning when my boss, before leaving, told me that Joaquín was going to come to pick up some papers from a client. I ended up being alone in the office (something that didn't happen very frequently) and the boy arrived about 30 minutes later. Hello bonita he greeted me with his divine smile and I was left stunned by his words. He looked even more handsome than usual, had cut his hair and it accentuated his eyes and mouth. He was wearing a shirt that fit him well and showed off his muscles, and the pants he was wearing looked excellent on him.
- They changed our company's outfit.- He told me when I was looking at his new clothes.- This one fits me much better, don't you think?- He asked afterwards.
- You look really good...- I said to him without knowing what to say.
- Did you see? Almost reached your level, beautiful.- He added afterwards and turned around to look for the papers in his backpack. There had been one who had supported himself on the chair.
At that moment, I saw how his pants marked his Booty and I remained bewildered. Joaquín was beautiful, he had a divine body, a precious smile, and a winning attitude that I loved. However, his Booty was magnificent and seeing how that pantaloon fit him so well, it heated me up a lot. He turned around again to put the papers away, just like the receipt sheet where I should sign for reception. When he turned around once more to put the sheet away, my eyes clung to his Booty again and for a few seconds, I felt very tempted to grab it. After that, he greeted me with a Chau bella and opened the door to leave, not without giving me a look and winking at me first.
Then I started breathing heavily and felt a scorching heat invade my entire body. I reclined on the chair and slightly opened my legs, noticing how my hand went in by itself into my skirt. Images of his smile and precious face began to pass through my head. I closed my eyes and felt my fingers rubbing against my body with softness, while Joaquín's face continued to be drawn before me. I could hear his words in my mind and see his Booty tight inside the new pants he had on. I wanted to touch him, caress him, feel him...
The cadet boy was standing in front of me again, giving me his back and exhibiting his beautiful tiny ass that I loved so much. Without hesitation, I stretched out my hand and touched it. Instead of turning around and looking at me surprised, he stayed where he was, letting my hand explore his body. It felt soft and firm at the same time, and you could tell he did a lot of exercise. I touched one of his cheeks and then passed my fingers to the other and squeezed it with desire. Joaquín made it firmer and continued to let me touch him as I pleased. However, I wanted more.
I got up and stood behind him, hugging him under his arms. My hands started to explore all of his body, feeling his marked chest and appreciating his abdominal lines that were drawn perfectly beneath his shirt. Little by little I started to unbutton him and put my hands inside his clothes, feeling his smooth and warm skin. He remained standing, silent, without making a single sound, letting my hands have fun touching his body.
Suddenly he turned around and stood in front of me. He placed his hands on my neck and kissed me in an incredible way. It was a very passionate and hot kiss that made my knees tremble and my body catch fire. In no time at all, he took control of the situation and it was his hands that started playing over my body. They went slowly down my body until they reached my breasts and caressed them softly. Meanwhile, his tongue kept entering my mouth and his lips brushed against mine in a very hot way that got me hooked in seconds.
Desperately we began to undress each other. I reacted suddenly and my hands returned to the buttons of his shirt, continuing to unbutton it wildly. He did the same to me and once he took off my shirt and bra, his hands went straight to my breasts and started massaging them eagerly. The clothes were falling on the floor beside the office entrance and in front of my desk, without us caring what might happen. Our lips remained in contact and the kisses had become very wet. He gave me a provocative look and his smile said it all.
I knelt down in front of him and unbuttoned his pants hastily. He looked beautiful, that was true, but he looked even more lovely lying on the pile of clothes forming on the floor. However, the biggest surprise I got when I saw the enormous bulge forming beneath his pants. I looked up and he had a winning and confident attitude that drove me crazy and heated me up even more than I already was. Then I went down. The boxer and I held the enormous cock that he had. I was fascinated by how big and thick it was and the fact that I could hold it with both hands. I started to suck it with all my might and noticed slowly as it got harder. I couldn't hold back, I wanted to eat it all.
I started to suck it and it was delicious. That enormous cock in my mouth was driving me crazy. Joaquín closed his eyes, threw his head back, and put one of his hands on the back of my neck, following the movements of my head. My head was moving at full speed towards the front and back, putting the boy's cock in and out of my mouth. My tongue was also playing with it, licking it all over, enjoying it completely and wanting more. He started to moan and the sounds coming from his mouth were delicious, they penetrated my brain and motivated me to keep sucking him off. It was delicious, exquisite, and I was getting very hot feeling how hard it got between my lips.
However, the heat was unbearable and Joaquín picked me up with his arms and holding me firm by the Booty, he sat me down on my desk. I ran my fingers over the papers, causing some to fall to the floor, and lifted my skirt so that it was bunched up at my waist. He came over to the desk and took his cock in his hand to put it on top of my pussy. The tip touched me for a few seconds, making me want more, while he looked at me with his mouth open and blew warm air onto me. I couldn't hold back, I wanted to feel him inside my body, I wanted him to penetrate me with that enormous cock.
Then he did and the pleasure hit me like a wave. I let out a beautiful scream at the same moment that his cock entered my pussy and after that I could only enjoy it. He leaned against the desk with his hands and I passed mine over his shoulders to hug him tightly. Slowly, he started moving his hips back and forth, holding me fiercely and Making myself feel like his entire giant package. I brought my mouth to his ear and opened it to let out soft moans of pleasure that I was sure he loved.
I was fascinated by the scene of being caught with the cadet dude on my desk. The fact of being both naked, sunk in a warm embrace, and rubbing our bodies together in exquisite penetration made me wet all over. Joaquín was moving faster and his enormous cock was entering my pussy at full speed, pulling out stronger and stronger moans from me. My hands were running all over his back and arms, feeling his strong muscles and deliciously worked body. Then his face came up again in front of mine and I could see a divine expression of desire. His clear eyes, perfect smile... Bam! Bam! Bam!
I opened my eyes and found myself sitting back down on my desk chair. I was totally dressed, but the skirt was lifted and one of my hands was completely wet from having been touching myself. It had all been a fantasy that had drawn itself in my head and the sound of the door made me wake up. Then I got up quickly and when I opened the door I found Joaquín's face, who was coming back because he had forgotten to leave some papers for me. Without being able to say much and still confused by what I had just experienced, I let him pass so he could put the papers on the desk and leave. When he was about to go, he turned around again to greet me and when I saw his smile I couldn't hold it back.
- Do you want to go out sometime? - I asked, and in my head passed the image of his completely naked body.
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