[MF] An erotic fantasy I wrote for a lover I miss…

So you’re coming home today and obviously flying into the airport. I know you’ve only used it once before, but I imagined that you decided to take the train home today. It’s a long ride, on both your trains. And I happen to have a student pass that allows me to ride for free anywhere, including to the airport.

So we put our brilliant minds together and hatch the, somewhat obvious plan: I’ll meet you at the airport and keep you company with good conversation on your trip home. And, you know, be your guide and help you learn your way around Denver rail better. It’s all very innocent and somewhat practical, of course.

On the ride up, and especially as I approach the airport I notice my panties are already getting wet and my heart is beating faster. It’s been a month since I’ve seen you or even heard your voice, and yet here I am trembling and melting before I’ve even laid eyes on you. I take a deep breath to try to compose myself….and there you are. I don’t know if the breath helped or not because my heart stops completely and then threatens to burst out of my chest.

[FM] I broke my previous slutty records by fucking in a public coffee shop right after meeting for the first time and I’m really proud of myself.

The moment I saw him I knew I wanted to fuck him. His eyes sparkled with a fierce intensity that made electrical jolts of excitement shoot through me. My heart was racing. I forced myself to chat about other things as we sipped our lattes, but in what seemed like a flash we were finished and his eyes were looking deep into mine. I squirmed and looked down to break the intensity, but he gently squeezed my hand and brought my gaze back to his.

“I want to fuck you.” He said, simply, but boldly. Another jolt shot through me as my breath caught for a moment. I bit my lip then dropped the pretense, matching his intensity with my own look of lust and desire. “I want to fuck you too.”

The coffee shop we were in had a lower basement section that wasn’t being used in the winter so I grabbed my coat and bag and headed down the stairs. He waited a couple minutes then followed me down. The room was small, with a tiny stage and some small, narrow tables against the walls. There were a couple pantry areas for the shops above us, and a tiny bathroom. While we looked around and debated whether or not this was a good spot another man even followed us down the stairs, but quickly left when he realized the event he was looking for wasn’t actually there.

[MF] A new, shared kink is discovered after 7 years!

Let me start by saying my kinks are fairly broad and definitely into the taboo, and I’m very open minded. My only real hard limits that I know are scat and puke. For a couple years now I’ve known that there was some vague curiosity surrounding golden showers/watersports within me and that if I ever got with a partner who was into such I would give it a try. But, it was more to satisfy curiosity and not because it was something I fantasized about or thought would do anything for me. I don’t think I’ve ever even watched a porn clip featuring it.

It’s been a brutal year on my husband and I, and we’ve both in therapy (individually and together.) Friday night we decided to use some mdma as a more therapeutic tool and sat and hashed things out and truly communicated for over 4 hours. For those unaware this is a psychedelic drug that my therapist has told me is actually being researched for family therapy because it floods your body with serotonin and makes it easier to feel empathy towards others and communicate openly. I’m not pushing drug use on those uncomfortable (and hope mentioning it doesn’t break any rules, if so I will rewrite) but rather trying to set the scene and explain that we had just been bonding in very intense non-sexual ways prior. But we were feeling really good and close, and really wanted to fuck.