Sighing, I turned to the tanning bed and its sterile whiteness.  Slathering oil all over my body, I sat down in the bed and swung my feet in.  Reaching down, I flipped on the switch and the bed began to hum and the lights glowed a bright, warm white.  Pulling the top down, I settled in to tan, feeling the warmth of the lights beginning to penetrate my body. Soon the combination of the soft music and the white noise of the beds hum lulled me into a light slumber.  My nude body felt so good laying against the firm surface of the bed's interior and the warmth filled me with longing for the heat of passion.  Almost unconsciously, I ran my hand across my belly and down to my pussy.  It felt so good, the slow stroking, the tender caressing of my palm against my warm skin. Slow even strokes from nipple to cunt and back again, setting every nerve on edge, my skin tingling and anticipating the next stroke.  As my hand drifted aimlessly across my body, my mind began to wander also and I found my thoughts turning to you and the last time we made love.  And soon my hand drifted even farther down towards my cunt.  Dragging one finger lightly across my clit, my body gave an involuntary shudder and my legs spread for better access almost of their own will.  Seeking the damp cleft again and again, I rubbed my little hard nub, dipping a finger into the hot wetness of my pussy. Soon I began to fuck my hand, writhing and moaning, legs spread to the heat of the bed. Reaching up with one hand, I pinched my nipples and rolled them between my fingers, like you do when you fuck me. I could feel my orgasm building, wave after wave of pleasure flowing over my body and I began to rub my pussy faster, cupping the mound in my hand, two long-nailed fingers stroking my hardened lit furiously.  Pressing my legs down tightly against the bed's surface, I fought to stay still but it only made the pleasure more intense and I knew I was about to climax.  Panting and mewing like a hungry kitten, I fought to hold on, but to no avail.

Suddenly, the top of the bed swung up and you were there.  So caught up in the feeling of my nude body and the warmth of the bed, I had forgotten to lock the door.  Standing above me, you grinned wickedly and I realized you had been standing in the room for quite sometime.  Your shirt was off and your jeans undone and your wonderful rod was hard and glistening at the tip.  Wrapping your hand around your hardness, you began to stroke it, spreading your juice along its length. In a daze I watched, licking my lips in anticipation of the hard fucking I knew you were going give to me. As your hips rocked in sequence with your hand, I began to come, hard and explosively. I could feel the hot juices of my cunt flow from me, run down the crack of my ass, and pool on the bed.  Panting, I reached for your cock, I had to taste it right now. Tentatively at first, just a flick of my tongue against the end, then with a driving hunger I wrapped my mouth around the head and slid you deep into my throat, swallowing convulsively, trying to get all of your juices. Thirsty for the taste, the feel, the pulse of your hardness against  the back of my throat.  You pulled away and I followed like a puppy following its mother's tit.  More! I wanted more. But you had other ideas and reached down and flipped me over, exposing my hot butt to your questing hands and cock.  Spreading the cheeks of my ass, you rubbed my juices up and down the crack, thoroughly wetting my tight little button, and straddling my hips, you paused and then drove your cock deep in my ass.  Oh god, pain at first, then pleasure, oh the pleasure. With a gasp of shock, I began to come again and again, one after another, hard and pounding.  Your cock throbbed and I could feel it buried deep in me, but your weight prevented any movement and I was helpless to do anything but come over and over again. Sliding your fingers into me, you rubbed your cock through the skin that separated my ass and pussy and I could feel you start to come, the tenseness of your balls as they slammed against my cunt with each stroke, and the impending climax to this union. With one final thrust, your cock slammed into me and I screamed as you shot your hot load in my ass.  Pulse after pulse of your cock signaled how hard you had come and I collapsed under your weight.  Pulling out, you gave me a tender slap on my bare ass and then a light stroke of your finger tips across my skin and smiling mischievously, you zipped up your jeans, pulled on your shirt and were gone, leaving me thoroughly fucked, totally tanned and completely happy.

Grabbing my things, I threw on my clothes and ran for the front of the building, but you were nowhere to be seen.  Was it only a dream?  Tim, the manager, smiled and asked if I had enjoyed my session.  Grinning, I told him that yes, it was very relaxing.  And swinging out the door, I made plans to come and tan more often.  Or maybe to tan and come more often.
 
 

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