My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should admit.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in that school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman wants to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done my way, especially sex.

I want you to help me take some pics that looks like another guy fucking me

I’d never looked at her in any kind of sexual way before. I was honest with her when I said she was pretty, she had our mom’s looks and was certainly a head turner but she was sexy. She had nice pert 36c’s, slim athletic body from her cheer-leading and I spotted she was shaven. I tried to put anything erotic out of my head to stop my impending erection but I was fighting a losing battle, watching her breasts jiggle as she went back and forward to her camera was torture.

“Telling me the selfie queen can’t set up her camera?” I said, trying to distract myself with humor.

“I don’t have a tripod so can’t get the angle.” She said, shaking her head.

“What position did you want me in?”

“Uh, I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Lets try doggy first, that way I can be in a position where it looks like I’m in you but I’m not.”

“You’ll need to be naked for that.” Said Heather with a smile.

“I know.”

I took my shirt and boxers off and watched Heather’s eyes widen a little when she seen my cock semi hard.

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The Camping Trip – A Mother’s Desires

Oh, my god his cock is so big, I thought. I watched as his hand moved up and down his shaft in rhythmic patterns. I started to become entranced, losing all other thought. The only thing on my mind was that huge piece of meat being pleasured a few yards from me. Suddenly a wet feeling broke my concentration. I looked down between my legs and saw a large amount of grool flowing out of my pussy dripping to the ground. Thought and feeling returned bringing with it the burning and wet feeling that had erupted in my cunt. “Oh, my god, I’m getting wet!” I nearly screamed aloud. I was soaked! From my clit to my ass whole and running down my thighs thick lubricating liquid flowed from my vagina. I immediately stood up yanking my pants along with me. “Alright! I’m Done, I’m coming out!” I called out glancing over my shoulder quickly to see what he was doing. I was glancing quickly not so John wouldn’t know I saw him, but out of fear of seeing that cock again. Or maybe fear of what I would do if I saw that cock again. As I looked back John was quickly turning around trying to stuff his throbbing erect penis in his pants. I waited for another minute and then started to walk towards him. “Alright, let’s go.” I said. “We need to set up camp before dark.” He didn’t say a word as I continued on past him walking at a quick pace. About a half an hour of awkward walking in silence later, we finally made it. “This is the spot right?” I said not even looking at John.

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Chloe The Office Toy

I ran my fingers over the dildo and my nipples began to visibly stiffen,“oh fuck look at it Liam, its massive and its not even inflated yet, mmmm”

My eyes met his and I smiled, “I cant wait to get this home” I bit my lip suggestively, my fingers still tracing the shape of the thick black rubber cock.

He just stared at me, his erection bulging visibly in his trousers.

“mmm Liam I have a naughty idea, maybe I could try it out here?… would you like that Liam?”

Liams hand strayed to his fly and he gripped his hard cock though his pants.

“Oh fuck.. oh fuck yes I’d love to see that” he gasped

I ran a hand up my belly and around my tightly wrapped tits, gently pinching my stiff nipple while my other hand lifted the dildo out of the box.

“Oh my its so big I think I might need you to help me with it”, I said in a sultry, pleading tone.

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Mommy And Son

I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what it looked like. I wished he’d move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn’t. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son’s hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn’t give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties. His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn’t moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.

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Brenda Enjoyed Getting Raped in the Garage

“I knew it. I bet you fuck forty bums a week, you worthless slut.” It was totally humiliating, being degraded like this. The fingers were still probing. Damnit just fuck me and get it over with! He was caressing her clit now. Brenda tried to ignore it. Tried to go elsewhere in her mind. Let this be over. Let it be someone else it’s happening too. He continued on her clit. And she felt herself moistening. NO! But there was no doubt about it.

His playing with her clit was drawing a response from her body, regardless of her true desires. And now realizing it was happening, she couldn’t take her mind off the finger on her clit. She felt him slip a finger in her. Easily. She was already very wet. She tried to suppress a shudder. She tried to tell herself that it was a shudder of revulsion. The shiver up her spine denied her that lie. She didn’t want it to feel good.

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A Mother and Her Son

Tommy picked his mother up in his arms and silently carried her to their bed. He laid her down and quickly stripped and then he crawled onto the bed next to her. Kissing her lips, he slowly slipped the straps of her dress down her arms until her breasts were bare. He worked his lips down her neck to her heaving chest. He sucked one nipple and then the other into his mouth, bringing a moan from his mother. Then he turned until his head was between her legs and his penis was close to her mouth. He heard his mother moan as she took him in her mouth. His lips covered her hole and he began to suck. They worked each other to a fervor before stopping to strip Sue’s clothes off.

Tommy pushed his mother back on the bed, took a pillow, and placed it under her hips. He knew that this would get the deepest penetration. He knelt between her legs, his hard penis pulsing above his mom’s waiting hole. Their eyes locked together.

“Tell me Mom, tell me what you want,” Tommy said holding his swollen head near her equally excited hole.

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My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should admit.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in *that* school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman *wants* to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done *my* way, especially sex.

Have sex with me all the time. I will pay you good babe’

One day, my boss called and told me that a venture investor was going to visit our office from Colorado and that he was going to assign me as his PA for a week. I was very happy that there was something new to work with for a week. On the next day, this investor guy landed. My boss introduced me to him and we began working.

This guy was in his 40s. He was handsome, charming with sharp eyes, and I actually fell for his looks. He looked like the most perfect man any girl could imagine for. Nonetheless, I tried my best to work with him professionally, as I was his personal assistant during his meetings and office hours.

On the third day, we were working late at the office and he told me that we would go for dinner and that afterwards, he would drop me off at my apartment. He took me to a lavish restaurant and we had an awesome dinner. After finishing up, it was 10 PM and we were inside the car to go back to our places, but I was feeling horny and romantic, and he knew that I was into him. I kept my hands on his thighs and didn’t say a word. He just drove on and took me to his hotel room.

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Sister Sucks Sleeping Sibling

My 10″cock was now fully erect. Once again, Jenna was impressed. She could barely get her fingers all the way around it; she let it go and breathed, ‘Whoah.’ Then suddenly, I felt her lips on the head. They were warm and incredibly soft. She repeatedly kissed my cock head gently and softly. Next, she began licking it up and down, pausing to smooch my balls with long, wet, sucking kisses. It felt exquisite. Finally she lifted the head away from my stomach and slipped it into her mouth. She wasn’t as good as Jill was at sucking cock (she needed practice with her teeth) but it was still fantastic. I was so big and her mouth so small that she gave very noisy head.

Slurping and sucking noises filled the tv room. She began a series of ultra sexy (but very quiet) moans and groans while she continued sucking me; I saw by the position af her arm that she was playing with herself again. ‘Mmm, mmm, mmm…’ My cock slipped from her lips to allow her to catch her breath, give her jaw a break and concentrate on her cunt for a bit. She panted in barely controlled lust. Then she was down on it again.