Let me introduce you to my fantasy.

I've never had sex with a man, though the thought of it has turned me on for as long as I can remember. When I was in college I would savor those moments I was left alone, when I could sneak off with a jar of vaseline and whatever large cock-shaped object I could find. I'd look at my gaping ass in the mirror and imagine it was some group of guys who had done that to me.

Of course now I'm older, married, not all that free to try things out. But the urge is still there, always making me wonder what it might be like to drop to my knees and feel a hot load in my face or take a merciless pounding.

I'd want him to be older, assertive, masculine. Someone who knows how to take charge and power through my reluctance. I fantasize about meeting him in a bar, making him my buddy I can go "watch the game" with - alone at his place, of course. He would undress my slim body, appreciate its broad shoulders and nice round ass, then have me undress him.

I would stroke him gently, watching it get bigger, before he guided it into my mouth. I'd want him to push deep, gagging me, making me take as much as I could. He would bury his fingers inside my ass, working me loose, readying his prize for the taking. And take it he would - pushing his cock, still glistening with my spit, deep inside me. Pounding me as I moaned out loud, loving the new sensation. He would bury my face in the mattress as he pounded, taking me for his pleasure until finally, with one great moan, he would fill me.

Then I would get dressed, him still dripping from my ass, and go home like nothing ever happened. Until next time, of course.