Now one evening the football was on, and so Karen not being a big fan of it, headed out to see a friend and left me to watch my game, while Stacey was... upstairs in her room studying for her college exams.When the game reached half time, I needed a piss, so I headed up to the family bathroom, relieved myself and was just heading back down when I passed Stacey's closed bedroom door, and immediately stopped because I thought I could hear moaning coming from her room.It was soft and just for a. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-9. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, Friday night: 11:55 PM. My. I'm almost 200lbs, and I REALLY didn't want to move. But I did anyway. As I laid her down onto the seat, the rainy air seeping through the cracks in the windows, and noises of a wet highway muffled through the insulation, I pressed myself to her, and our bodies matched. I gently tugged at the bottom of her shirt, and as her arms slowly came up, I pulled it up until it was at her neck. Then in one fluid motion, it came off. "Black bra?" I thought. "Interesting." Only for a minute, of course.. "No." was the only word I could squeeze out. So she continued, rubbing my hard cock and her finger sliding into my ass."You like this don't you?" She said, pushing her finger hard inside.I could only nod. I was in heaven. I wanted to cum so badly."Good little boy, now turn around Evan."I did as she commanded, and my eyes swam across her body. She had long dark hair and eyes, and thick lips. She reached her hands behind her and took off her top, and rubbed her breasts with her hands. She bent.