A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

Fantasy For a Day

**Fantasy for a Day**

I’m a writer, among other things. Though I find all the stereotypical things sexy that most men would find when it comes to being attracted to a woman, having sex, etc., I realize there are places where my high sex drive and artistic vision intersect that are not common to most men. Currently, I write literary erotica alongside my traditional literary work (though the erotic is almost always published under a nomb de plume), and will continue to do so, but I wanted to do something new and unique with my sex drive and artistic endeavors. That’s what this series, Fantasy for a Day, is all about.

I work in public a lot, writing and researching in places all over the Cleveland area. There are many beautiful women at the establishments I frequent, women that incessantly interrupt my work with the fantasies I can’t help but have about them. I want to share those fantasies with you, fantasies that arise in the places you are familiar with, fantasies about women you might know…perhaps fantasies about you.

My [F]irst Time Fingering Myself On A Public Bus.

I’ve always been a bit of an exhibitionist, I suppose. Even when I was old enough to know better, I changed in front of the window with my curtains open, throbbing between my legs as I imagined passers by staring at my body. Needless to say, I also have a pretty high sex drive – I’ve spent a lot of time masturbating over the years.

At one point, I suppose, I must have stumbled across some porn of women masturbating in public places. Fumbling, furtively slipping fingers into greedy eager holes and rubbing desperately at their clits, eyes wide open as they tried to look innocent until, finally, finally, they spasmed in climax as I did too, synchronising my orgasms with theirs from the comfort of my bed. I became obsessed, but working up the nerve to actually publicly masturbate safely and without being caught was an entirely different matter, and it took me around a year to finally do it.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub][STR][M]

New account solely for me and my girlfriend, whom is the subject of this story. I recently began writing stories again after a years-long disinterest.

I posted this on a different site a few weeks ago and it got good reviews, so I figured I’d post it here too. First story I’ve ever posted on Reddit. I hope I got the tag-stuff right.

Enjoy.

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

New Jack (3 – 4)

3.

Monday morning dawned to find Jack already on the road, his sneakers beating a steady staccato onto the wet pavement. He had pushed on this run, still keeping the distance at a respectable three miles but working to drive his mile time down. He idly wondered why no one else around here was out jogging. There were plenty of lights appearing in windows but not a lot of movement at 6 am.

He saw the women as he rounded the next bend. Both relatively tall, ponytails swinging as they jogged along. As the pair passed under a streetlamp he recognized Debbie from the previous night’s adventure. She and her husband had snuck back to their house like teenagers under the cover of darkness after she had given him a deep kiss in parting. Bill had been grinning from ear to ear as he stuck out his hand to take his leave.

It had taken him a moment or two upon awakening to remember and reconstruct yesterday. His morning erection demanded attention, but Jack figured he could find a better use for the load and so opted instead to go for a run.

Avenging Desire [MF] [exh]

The wait was almost over. The day that fans of Marvel and superhero movies had been waiting for had finally arrived. “Avengers: Infinity War” was set to release and fans of all kinds had lined up outside the MaxCinema IMAX theater for the midnight showing.

Michelle Meyers considered herself one of those fans. In fact, she considered herself a bigger fan than 90 percent of those waiting in line, thinking they could get away with not pre-ordering tickets two weeks ahead of time. A few days ago, she would’ve laughed at them for their lack of foresight. Now, if they knew her current predicament, they’d probably be laughing at her.

“The biggest movie premier of my life,” Michelle mused as she sat on the hood of her car, “and fate finds a way to make it harder for me… and break my heart, in the process.”

Muttering a string of curses to herself, she looked away from the crowd and checked her phone. She had a little more than an hour before the midnight premier of the movie. She should’ve been more excited than any sane woman should for a movie premier. It was the cinematic event of a lifetime and Michelle thought she’d prepared for it, even going so far as to get a Black Widow costume.

Fantasy Island Day 3 [Fdom] [Msub] [Str8] [MF]

I rolled over and saw the clock. 4 am. Instinct saw me put my arms around the woman next to me so I could spoon her. I did just that then immediately recoiled, fearing the repercussions. She was not my girlfriend. She was a mistress who ran an island resort in Australia with the sole purpose of pitting heteroflexible men against one another for a week of sexual activity between her, her friends and each other. I had won the prize as the top pet and it was my first night in her bed. Boundaries were blurred. She was roused

*“Paul, why did you just flinch then?”*

*“Sorry, Mistress. I just didn’t want to step on any toes. It has not been that long since my last relationship and I miss the companionship. Physical intimacy.”*

*“I am not concerned at all, Pet. Rules of the house are, if you are in bed with me, you can treat me like a girlfriend until 9 am. Maybe I need to write it down in the paperwork we give you. You are not the first man to freak out thinking I didn’t want physical intimacy. I do. I get lonely out here sometimes. Besides…your cock is stirring.”*

Birthday Girl

For the past years of our relation, my soulmate and I have thoroughly enjoyed reading erotic stories. I often enjoy the Group Sex stories while she is more drawn to sex in office and Exhibitionist kind of stories, but our favorite stories were the playful wives adventures. We’re not much into the cuckold stuff, but we have found some of the hottest, most erotic tales in those stories. Since we have gotten so much pleasure from LFConfessions, I thought it only fair to return the favor and post a story from our adventures. Hopefully, someone will find these events entertaining.

My partner and I love to surprise each other. Sometimes it’s with material things. She’ll get me tickets to a sporting event or I’ll get her a trip to the day spa, sometimes it’s by one of us giving a significant orgasm treat. Well we’ve been together for almost seven years now, so we’ve pretty much tried everything we’re comfortable with in sex and we know what each other likes. Beyond that we also are quite aware of those “chart toppers. “You know, those things that when you do they put your partner over the edge every time.

That time we got busted in a dorm shower [MF]

Years ago I dated a girl named Jennifer while I was in college. She lived in the same floor as me in the dorms and we came from the same hometown.

Jennifer was a petite girl. 5’4”, very slender, B cup tits, and shoulder length brown hair.

Jennifer was also an exhibitionist at heart. She loved flashing, teasing, and liked the excitement of having sex in public spaces. One night in particular she had a few drinks and I think half the dorm saw her tits.

One spring break I stayed at school so I could pick up more hours at my job. She stayed with me because, well, she didn’t have a ride back to our hometown and we would be able to hang out when I wasn’t working.

There weren’t many people left on our floor that week. Maybe 6 or so people that we knew and we didn’t see them a lot. One of them, Dana, was from a state across the US and never really went home. She was a gymnast, very tiny at just 5 feet tall with short hair and small breasts.