She wanted a hot load in her, and who was he to deny it to her. With a heaving thrust forward, he guided his dick back inside of her and began to pump... her confining cunt like a piston, building in speed and ferocity for several minutes until she was writhing and moaning, her oversized titties flopping up and down…her fat belly jiggling back and forth. With each pelvic impact, her entire body waved and undulated. It was fantastic! But then he felt the surge in his balls beginning…a sudden. One year they were part of the same foursome in the annual employee/family golf tournament. Grant was tall, dark and handsome enough in real life, but of course in my story I made him appear even dreamier. One thing I didn’t exaggerate was the way his penis appeared at times beneath the draping of the fine dress slacks he usually wore.I read to Mike about how, whenever Grant came into my office to ask a question or find a report, my eyes darted repeatedly to peek at the shadowed outline of his. He laughed again. His laugh was so clear and loud, it made me want to laugh too. “Never finished high school. I got into some trouble when I was 16 and had to drop out. I got my GED a year ago, though, and I’m in community college now.” I shifted in my seat. “Oh… well, if you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” I asked him, perplexed by what he had just told me. “I wouldn’t have guessed you were any older than 17.” “I’m 20,” he told me. “I know I look young, I get that a lot. What about. I constantly thought about fucking him, sometimes we would fuck all day and all night long. When he was inside me he could make me cum in 5 minutes and I would feel the best I've ever been. Now it was all over and I never ever saw him again.Since that day, eight months ago, I hadn't cum from sex or even from touching myself, the sexual tension building up in me from not masturbating or being touched by a guy had me to the point where I just started picturing fucking every single guy I came into.