[M]e has this [F]antasy

So my parents have always been very welcoming. We have a guest room for traveling, down-on-times, or illegal immigrant families; My dad is a progressive fuck-you kind of liberal. He also beat me.

Guest families would come by and I would meet the families. Often I would play with the children; some add me on instagram randomly. But its never the dudes, its always the sister.

The sister was always so chubby, messy, or unathletic; I never was interested. Now I’m 27 and living with the rents; saving for that move-out to Irvine. Recently, a family visited my house and the sister came along to say hi. She was nice and smiled a lot.

While they were sleeping over, I did my daily trip to the gym; I came home, showered; The family was congregating downstairs and getting ready to leave for dinner; I walked back to my room naked; Sister walked upstairs and came into the next room; Freaking out, I freeze; Awkward hellos; She leaves… to the family downstairs.

What the fuck, why, still think about it, so hot, cringe.
So the fantasy is fucking a guest sister. Doubtful but it’s really hot to think about.

The Cabin Adventure P2 [MF] [light FDOM] [roleplay] [oral]

The rest of our drive up to the cabin was back to normal. Sophie and I chatted about work and how I had been working long hours.

“So, what time is everyone getting here tomorrow?” I asked.

“I just got a text from Amy, sounds like she’s still going to join us without Kyle. She said she’s likely going to be here sometime in the morning.”

“Well, it’s a bummer that Kyle’s not joining her, but I’m glad she’s still going to make it.” I said. “I just hope that she doesn’t feel awkward around two couples all week.”

“You mean because we’ll be fucking all weekend?” Sophie asked playfully.

I chuckled and replied “That’s not exactly what I meant… but it is a good point.”

“She’ll be fine.” said Sophie. “She loves the outdoors so she’ll probably just head out hiking or kayaking most of the weekend.”

“That’s true,” I replied “let’s just make sure to be considerate of her with our ‘showing off’ this weekend.”

“Who knows, maybe she’ll enjoy it.” Sophie replied as she winked at me.

Friends For Fun [mf] [oral]

You’ve thought I was cute since you met me, and I’ve felt the same way about you. From the night of that party, you’re the only girl I could think about.

After giving it a lot of thought, I decide to text you again. It’s been a couple days since we last texted. “Hey cutie” pops up on your phone and you can’t help but smile when you realize it’s from me. You respond with “hi” followed shortly after with a “how are you?”

We text back and forth for a while, and it seems extra flirty to me. Soon, I ask you if you’ve ever been turned on just from reading something. It’s pretty forward coming from me, but you like the boldness. I follow that text with another, offering up a bet. “I bet that I can turn you on with one message”.

We agree on terms for the bet: the loser has to tell the winner the craziest thing they’ve done during sex. I decide that to build the anticipation, I will make you wait a few extra minutes before sending my message. After 18 minutes, I finally send you the very first story that I ever wrote.

Publicity Stunt [mf] [bd] [voy] [public]

I love to take my truck off-roading and I’m heading to my favorite spot when I see a car with its hazards flashing up in the distance. As I get closer, I see you standing in front of your car, trying to wave me down. I pull over, get out of my truck, and ask “do you need some help?” “Yes sir” you say, “my front passenger tire went flat and I’m missing a jack. Do you think I can borrow yours?”

“Sure. No problem. Let me grab it real quick.” I pull out my jack and set it up under your car. You try to take over because you feel bad for having me do the work, but I insist. “I wouldn’t want you to get your clothes dirty” I remark as I start jacking up the car. You’re wearing a cute, white, floral tank top that buttons down the center and barely covers your pierced belly button. Your pants are also white with vertical black stripes. The likelihood of you getting your clothes dirty is 100% if you did this yourself, but they were too cute to ruin.

Bound to a Dinghy [MF, BDSM, Fdom]

Hello everyone. I’d like to preface that this is the first story I’ve ever written, and that comments on what you liked and what you have criticisms for are appreciated. Also it should be noted that this story does get a bit brutal, so I guess I’ll let you decide how into it you are. Without further ado, enjoy!

Bonding [MF] [bd]

It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon and we are hanging out at the new apartment. We’re hanging out in the living room, having a sexual conversation. When the conversation turns to bondage, you tell me how exciting it can be and I admit that I’ve never tried it, but have always wanted to. You suggest that we give it a try and I agree.

We make a quick run to get some supplies before ending up back in the bedroom. I lock the door and turn down the lights. We make out on the bed for a bit before I help you take your shirt off. I undo your pants and slide them off as well. You’re left sitting in a black bra and matching thong.

I unhook your bra and your boobs fall free. I reach for the rope and pull it next to us. You suggest that I start by tying your hands behind your back. I move behind you and take both of your arms palm to palm in my right hand. With the help of your coaching (and a YouTube tutorial) I wind the rope around your wrists first, then I move up to your forearm, then again up to your elbow.

The Cabin Adventure P1 [MF] [Mast]

“You almost done with work?” the text from Sophie said.

“Not yet, sorry. Still have a few things to wrap up before leaving.” I replied, knowing she was going to be upset.

“:-( But you’re all packed though, right?” she asked.

“Yes, all packed. We can leave for the cabin as soon as I get home. How about you, you ready to go?”

“Yep, this is all I need… right? ;-)” she replied. Her text included a photo of a nearly empty suitcase with a few of her favorite pieces skimpy lingerie sitting next to a few of her favorite sex toys.

“Haha” I replied. “I’m fine with that, but the girls might get jealous if their men see you walking around in those all day.”

“Oh c’mon” she said, “It’s not like we haven’t seen Jackie’s tits around the cabin. And you know we’ll end up catching her and Paul in the act at least once this week.”

“Lol. Well.. it seems like they try harder and harder each year to show off in front of us.” I said.

Risqué Reception [MF] [Oral] *first post here

It’s the middle of June, a prime time for wedding season. You’re my plus-one for one of my friend’s wedding. The day has finally come for the wedding and we are both well dressed. I’m wearing my suit with my favorite tie (the one with gold and blue stripes), and you are in a gorgeous blue dress.

You’re feeling frisky before we even head out the door. We got dressed early, and you can’t resist me in my tie. You pull me in for a kiss by my tie. It chokes me a little, but I see what you’re doing, so I lean in and give you a kiss. We have an intense make out session on the couch of my apartment.

My hand feels it’s way up your dress until I reach your panties. I can tell that it’s my favorite ones, the purple lacy thong, just by feeling it. I can also feel that you’re already getting wet. I guess you really do love me in my suit and tie.

[FM] The Twisted Tale of Felix the Slutty Man-Cat [Fdom] [Msub] [Bestiality…but not quite] [Pegging] [Fantasy]

It was a piercingly cold December night when I was asleep in my tiny, somewhat heat-deprived apartment. The electrical heater buzzed as it projected as much warmth as it could, only to die out every five minutes for me to begrudgingly crawl out from my electric-blanket burrito to turn it back on so it would stay running. I flopped back into my bed and sighed in satisfaction as I wriggled around for comfort in my blankets. After what seemed like hours of sleep (it was really only minutes…but ohhh, were those delicious minutes of slumber!), I woke up to what sounded like faint, drawn-out whimpers. I lifted my head, not exposing any other body part out of my blankets. It stopped once I rose up to figure out where the mewling was coming from. I looked out the window…and saw nothing. Maybe it was probably my nympho neighbors going at it again. Yeah…maybe, I thought. I swear, you can’t even catch a moment of silence between these two. Even when you see them together, you can’t deny the fact that they’re bound to jump each other’s bones, no matter where they were or who was around.

Looking for a story (tentacles, kinda dark)

I ran across a rather dark story about a young woman who had discovered some sort of entity, tentacles and such, that provided great physical pleasure in exchange for degradation and declining physical health. Despite the fact that it was slowly killing her, she kept returning. It was almost a tentacled metaphor for heroin or something. In the story, there were other women who had done the same, eventually either dying or vanishing with the entity. I remember it was in a basement or something, and there was some creepy old man who witnessed all of it.

A very strange, dark tale that was haunting and well-written. Does this ring any bells?