"Fate"

            
 *short story*
         
 You are enjoying a splendid Saturday afternoon. How could you know, this is the day you will make an extraordinary decision. The choice to say, "Yes" when a stranger requests the pleasure of your company.
               
 First, you must take care of some personal business. You have unfulfilled needs, unquenched desires which must be addressed.
 Your muscles clench around the two fingers in your tight pussy.
A trickle of honey oozes from the slit and drapes your pulsating asshole.
         
 You sink back into the bed, catching your breath. Your eyes are glued to the small screen, watching a woman being licked, then harshly fucked by a tall, blue eyed man with a shaved head.
 He's not just fucking her, he is punishing her and she loves it. And, so do you.
 The woman in the video is choking on his cock as he face-fucks her while two long fingers pummel her horny cunt like miniature jackhammers.
         
 You feel another orgasm building in your belly. You touch a finger to your clit, and explode. Screams echo as cum squirts from your hot slit. You shove two fingers in, punishing for a third orgasm. It soon hits like a thunderbolt. "Ooohhhhhhhh myhh gahhhhhhd!"
       
 You turn off the video and pull your drenched fingers from your sweet cunt. While licking the delicious juice from your digits, you know, you must get out of the house before you finger-fuck that hungry pussy into oblivion. You decide to drive over to a nearby hotel, people-watch at the pool, and cool your jets.
       
 You walk to the dresser to get your bikini. A glance into the mirror brings a smile. You admire the pretty, but somewhat plain in your eyes, thirty-six year old raven haired salacious lady. You think, "I don't look like a nymph who fantasizes about having non-stop sex with a strange, bald, blue eyed man. But, I am that naughty girl."
 Your eyes wander down your naked body, imagining him doing the same. You touch the sensitive breasts attached to your 5' 4" frame. Your fingers slide across hard nipples. You shudder while looking down at your cleanly shaven mound. Beads of cunt cream cling to the folds that peek out from the tight middle crease. You turn around, looking over your shoulder at a shapely ass. You think it's too big. But, you know there is one man out there who treasures it.
       
 You arrive at the hotel, go into the bathroom, step out of the cutoff jeans and t-shirt covering your black bikini and pull on a short, white wrap. You put your clothes into the oversized handbag you carry and head for the pool.
 It is very crowded. You see an empty lounge chair and walk to it. You are about to remove your wrap and get comfortable, when you hear a deep male voice from behind you.
 'Excuse me, Miss. I was wondering if you would like to join me? I'm sitting over there near the hot tub. I'm certain I would enjoy your company.'
       
 You turn, look up and see a tall, bald, blue eyed man, late forties. You stare him up and down, noticing there is no wedding ring on his finger. You look over to where he is pointing and see two empty chase lounges. It seems so bizarre, and yet familiar. You want to dismiss him, but he looks like the man of your fantasies. You think, "Hell, this is the man I dream of."
 You inquire, "Why me? I'm not a hooker, if that's what you were thinking."
     
 He smiles, extends his right hand and replies, 'Hi. I'm Chad. Of course you aren't a hooker. I never thought that at all. You're young and pretty and, well, I'm not kidding, I am certain we could share some interesting conversation. I sense it.'
       
 You are still horny from the earlier session with the video. You consider doing much more than just talking with this particular man smiling down at you. You think, "This is my fantasy!"
       
 You love sex, but refuse to fuck just anyone. You are very selective. And, somehow, this man is no random stranger. You place your hand in his large, firm hand and quip, "Okay. Let's go share some conversation. I'm kind of flattered you spoke to me. This is a complete surprise. You look familiar. Are you here for business or pleasure? Hi. I'm Cammy. It's so nice of you to invite me to join you."
     
 He adores your nervous, speed ramble. His spirit senses a connection. He immediately knows you are feeling naughty.
 You instantly know, he knows. You also feel this strong, deep attraction, connection. It excites you, entices you, invites you, makes you wet.

 He smiles wide and answers, 'It is my pleasure to meet you, Cammy. I'm flattered you accepted my invitation. This sounds corny, but you look familiar to me, too. This is just a pleasure trip, a week to get away from the city and relax.'
     
 Your thoughts race. You decide in that moment, this is the man. "He will make me cum like no other." You nearly speak the words out loud.
 You are turned on. Your tight pussy now drips with anticipation of what will result from your instant decision. It knows, tonight his large hands, tongue and cock shall bring you ecstasy. It knows, you know, this tall gentle man by day will be your nasty, cum craving, cunt eating, ass fucking, pussy pounding Demon by night.

 You are empowered by your decision. You are ready to give him your all, ready to be that lady in the video.
         
         
*Many details of this story were gleaned from a later conversation.*