It was a weekend like any other. A bunch of us friends were hanging out at Mike's place, in his living room, just chilling, laughing, drinking, and having a good time. We had an assorted mix of singles and couples with us. The conversation flowed as easily as the drinks in our hands.

At some point, the topic shifted to sex. Fantasies and past experiences were shared around the room. There was Lena, talking about her threesome with another couple. Rob bragged about his fling with a woman who was into bondage. Tanya shared her secret desire to have sex in public. And so the tales went on.

Things got pretty explicit and wild as we all took turns spilling our guts. When it was finally my turn, I hesitated for a moment before speaking up. I had two fantasies I wanted to share. The first was to have a threesome with two women. The second was to watch a woman masturbate.

"I would love to watch a woman masturbate for me in the shower," I said, trying to sound casual. "You know, in one of those huge, luxurious shower stalls. I'd sit there and watch, maybe pull up a chair or stool so I have a front row seat to the show."

Everyone nodded, some snickered. We moved on to the next person's fantasies after that. The night went late as we laughed, drank, and continued swapping dirty stories. Eventually, people started taking off. Mike's place emptied out until it was just a few of us remaining.

I stepped out of the bathroom after using it and was making my way to the living room when I felt a hand on my chest suddenly push me back in. I stumbled backward in surprise into the bathroom and found myself face-to-face with Lena, standing there with a strange expression on her face.

"I'll do it," she said simply. I stared at her, unsure of what she meant.

"Do what?" I asked stupidly, my pulse quickening.

"Your fantasy. I'd love to make it real for you. Watching me masturbate in the shower..." She bit her lip. "It's been a long time since I did that for a man. I want to do that scenario with you. I think it would be so hot."

My eyes widened in surprise. At first, I thought she was joking. But the look in her eyes told me she was dead serious. I couldn't believe she was actually offering to make my fantasy a reality. We had been friends for a while, but nothing more than that. My mind reeled, both shocked and arousingly excited at the prospect. I hesitated, then shrugged.

"Um, okay... my place, next Saturday then?" I finally stammered out.

"Deal," she said with a nod. We shook on it, sealing the agreement.

I couldn't believe it actually happened. But sure enough, the following weekend, around 4 pm, there was a knock at my door. I opened it to find Lena standing there. I let her in, and she was dressed casually in street clothes. I had thrown on some comfortable house shorts and a T-shirt.

"I need a drink," she announced as she walked in. I poured us each a cocktail, and we sipped them as we chatted.

"Okay, so if we're really going to do this, we'll both need to be naked," she declared, her voice low and sultry, eyeing me over the rim of her glass.

"That's not a problem," I smirked and pulled my shirt off, flexing a bit to show off my toned abs. Lena whistled appreciatively. She finished her drink and set it down, then started unbuttoning her top. Underneath, she was wearing a lacy bikini. I swallowed hard at the sight. My mouth went dry at the sight of her full, perky breasts and the tantalizing peek of her pussy beneath the thin fabric.

"Let's take this to the bathroom," I mumbled, already moving in that direction. I grabbed a spare barstool on the way, my eyes glued to Lena's curves, especially her round ass as she walked ahead of me. The cuff of flesh at the bottom of her cheeks drew my gaze.

"In the shower! That is different. I like that," she purred as we entered the large bathroom. She stepped into the spacious walk-in shower and turned the spray on. Steam started rising almost immediately. By then, I had shucked off my shorts, leaving me in just my boxer briefs.

Lena looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. She let the warm water cascade over her body, her bikini growing transparent and clinging to her every curve. I stood there frozen, my eyes glued to every sensual movement. Slowly, teasingly, she began to strip off the wet fabric away from her skin, baring her gorgeous body to my hungry gaze.

She stood there, completely bare before me, a stunning Cape Verdean goddess with smooth chocolate skin and dangerous curves in all the right places. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breath. My breathing quickened. I couldn't tear my eyes away as she cupped her breasts, pinching her hardening nipples between her fingers.

"Mmm," she moaned softly, her other hand drifting down her flat stomach to disappear between her thighs. I held my breath as one of her fingers slipped between her folds. She began to touch herself, pumping her finger in and out, her other hand still fondling her breasts. Soft moans spilled from her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut but then opened again to lock with mine.

I watched, transfixed, as she pleasured herself, losing herself in ecstasy. Her whole body began to quake and quiver with the first waves of her orgasm, juices glistening on her inner thighs. My cock throbbed almost painfully as she brought herself to climax again and again, her screams of pleasure echoing off the tiled walls.

All the while, her eyes stayed trained on me and my throbbing erection, the object of her lust. She bit her lip and gave me a knowing look, as if imagining my thick black cock plunging deep into her tight heat. I imagined all the ways I wanted to ravage her lush curves.

Not breaking eye contact, she bent over and slowly turned around, presenting her heart-shaped ass to me. Her ponytail swung forward as she braced one hand against the slippery wet wall. The other hand delved between her legs from behind.

She reached back, a finger circling her puckered hole before pushing it against her starfish. I watched her slide one finger into her ass, working it in and out as she continued fingering her pussy. Her fingers moved frantically, bringing her to a shuddering orgasm. Her other hand reached down to join the first between her thighs, pumping in and out of both her holes now.

My cock was full and straining against the confines of my underwear by this point. I shifted on the barstool, trying to find a more comfortable position. I gripped my shaft as I watched her fuck herself. Lena's eyes opened and met mine, dark with lust. They traced over my face, down my chest, coming to rest on the bulge tenting my boxers.

"Ohhh fuck," she gasped, her body shaking with the intensity of her pleasure. Her back arched in wanton delight as her thighs trembled. Finally, with a long moan, she shuddered through another explosive orgasm, her inner walls clenching around her fingers.

After a moment, she straightened up and turned to face me. Our eyes locked, hers hazy with satisfaction, mine dark with desire. She stepped out of the shower and walked over to me, completely unselfconscious of her nudity.

Reaching out, she wrapped her fingers around my straining erection, giving it a slow stroke. "Mmm, feels good," she hummed, pumping me with long, languid strokes.

I groaned at the contact, my hips twitching involuntarily into her grip. I couldn't do anything but stare into her dark eyes, transfixed by the sight of her working my dick. My hands roamed over her wet skin greedily, mapped her every curve, kneading the sweet globes of her ass. I cupped her full breasts, flicking her nipples with my thumbs until they stood out stiffly, pinching her nipples until she cried out.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I grunted, my balls tightening. "Fuck!"

I exploded, shooting thick spurts of seed all over her belly and hand. She just kept milking me as I jerked and throbbed in her grip. When I was spent, she slowly released me, brought her hand to her mouth, and licked my cum clean with a hum of satisfaction.

"Delicious," she purred, releasing me. I was left standing there, limp and spent, my brain fuzzy.

"Thank you," she purred. "I enjoyed that, it was so hot, watching me like that, I could feel your eyes all over me."

I just nodded, still trying to catch my breath. She got up, grabbed a towel, dried herself off, and left the bathroom while I remained frozen in place. I sat there on the stool, spent and sated, as I watched her movements.

Panting, I stumbled into the shower, my mind reeling with the intensity of what had just transpired. As the hot water cascaded over my body, I grabbed myself and started pumping furiously.

I was imagining all the things I wanted to do to her incredible body. Bending her over and taking her from behind; laying her out, and licking every inch of her skin until she was writhing in pleasure. Fucking her hard against the shower wall until we both screamed. I brought myself to a second climax, imagining all the ways I wanted to take her, to claim her, to make her mine.

It only took a few hard strokes before I was crying out and spurting my release all over my fist and the floor. Wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through me. Finally spent, I slumped back against the wall, my chest heaving.

By the time I returned to the living room, I was dressed and pulling my thoughts together. Lena was waiting for me, already dressed and had fixed us each another drink. We exchanged a charged glance, the air between us still heavy with sexual energy.

"Thank you," I said sincerely, my voice still a little rough. "That was... incredible."

"You're welcome," she replied with a soft smile. "You know, my husband and I used to masturbate for each other all the time when we were first dating. It was so sexy."

"Why didn't you stay? I would have put on a show for you in return."

"That wasn't the fantasy."

"Maybe next time," I suggested hopefully.

She glanced over at me, a coy smile playing about her lips. She finished her drink and then went to fish her damp bikini out of the dryer. She folded it and slipped it into a bag. Coming over, she hugged me goodbye. I walked her to the door and we exchanged a long, charged look.

She gave me a knowing smile as she turned and walked to her car. I watched her hips sway, imagining her naked body beneath her clothes, and felt my cock stir to life again. I smirked to myself. We were definitely doing this again sometime soon. Next time, I was planning to make use of my other fantasy - a threesome with her and another woman.