Author: CrystalWolf1437

I wish someone would lock me in a sex dungeon, and make me wear a chastity belt until it’s time to be fucked. I want to be mercilessly teased, my nipples hard and pussy dripping. After a whole week of being teased and touched and turned on again and again and Again, he would finally remove the chastity belt, spreading my legs open.

I would gasp and beg for his cock, my sloppy pussy twitching at the thought of finally being filled after so much teasing, but he isn’t done. Instead he would pull my head down, now when to eye with his thick cock, veiny and dripping precum. My mouth would start to drool, knowing what he wants from me.

Instantly my mouth would be on it, kissing and licking the head, tasting his cum, before opening my mouth and lowering it down on his shaft. I would explore the velvet soft surface with my tongue, tracing veins and trying to find his weak spots, while my mouth and throat tightened as much as I could around him, bobbing my head. I would relax my throat, letting his cock all the way in, inhaling his musk when my nose touches his stomach. I love the smell of cock, it makes my head spin, my pussy quiver. Read more »

(I’m unable to post to the sexual fantasies subreddit for some reason, so I hope this is welcome ?)

I love being blind folded. The thought of someone tying me up, blindfolding me, and just.. touching me makes me wet. I also love the fantasy of getting kidnapped and raped. (The FANTASY of it, the reality of it would traumatize me for life, because I’ve already been assaulted, that being said…)

I want someone to scoop me off the street and blindfold me, maybe stuff me in a van and take me to some motel in the middle of nowhere. He would shove me on the bed and bind my arms up by the bedpost. I would tremble and whine and try my best to back away from him, but he would roughly hold me in place, legs forced open.

He would pull off my leggings, revealing the fact I don’t wear panties, and the fact that while I’m terrified, I am very very turned on. He would then bunch up my shirt over my head, revealing my large, heaving chest. He would slice the thin part of fabric between the cups, my black bra falling off my breasts, hard nipples exposed. I would squeal in fear and lust, my traitorous nipples desperate to be pinched and licked and sucked. Read more »