Tag: Fantasy

[28F] For Halloween, my ex-boyfriend had me dress up as Violet Beauregarde from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory so we could roleplay a size / breast expansion scenario [FM]

I can’t tell if this is a wholesome bedroom fantasy for personalities stuck with the whimsy of the 70s classic Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory or if it’s just plain weird… but I will leave it to you to decide for the October challenge šŸ˜‚

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Maybe as very brief context for those that didn’t grow up with the Roald Dahl classic, Charlie Bucket wins the golden ticket to visit Willy Wonka’s secret, fanciful, magic chocolate factory. The epicenter of the best tasting chocolate in the world and a supposed fantastical production process helmed by the eccentric Willy Wonka. This context is already probably jogging your memory, so I will skip to the punchline. My ex boyfriend for whatever reason had a childhood fascination with one guest in particular that visits the factory, Violet Beauregarde. Violet is portrayed as a rich, bratty, over-the-top competitive character that ends up chewing some experimental bubble gum that inflates her entire body into a giant blueberry. Her skin turns dark blue and she gets rolled around by the Oompa Loompas as her track suit gets stretched to a tiny fraction covering her now expanded body. Read more Ā»

M29 F19 The evening after the speech team dinner (part 4 and final)

The team piled into the bus for the short drive from the restaurant to the motel we were staying at. I sat with Mick and we went over our events for the day, as well as what we had going for the next day. Amy and Deanne sat up near the front and spoke in low tones to one another. When we disembarked, Jack gathered us in his own room for a debrief. It was a typical post-first day tournament session where he told us what he had been seeing, gave any of the team notes if he was able to sit in one of their events, and a final rousing pep talk to get us pumped for the next day.

“We’re going to do be doing some last minute coaching as well,” he announced finally right before the meeting broke up. “Elliott, you’re up first. Mick and Arnon will do some prompts with you here for half an hour, then Deanne you’re up next with your persuasion. Amy and Joseph will watch you for that.” He kept speaking, but I had already tuned out as I looked across the room to Amy, who flashed me a brilliant smile. I couldn’t concentrate as I racked my brain, trying to come up with some sort of plan after we met up tonight. While the previous nights events were intoxicating, especially with Deanne sleeping (or maybe not) just a few feet away, the implied promise Amy and I made to each other in the little hallway required just a little more privacy. At least, that was my estimation. Read more Ā»

Ass for sale. Slightly used. Never Been Opened. (gender neutral)

It’s been a fantasy of mine for a while– a deep one. One I tried to deny my horny little goblin mind for so long like I don’t already go to the grocery store with s big metal plug stuffed up me just for the kicks. If God makes no mistake, God must have made me a natural born buttslut for a reason.

It’s time to put my best hole forwards and lose my anal virginity. But I can’t just go out and get my backdoor thoroughly plundered just like that. Oh no. I’m a INTP. An innovator. I haven’t half-assed anything in my life and I’m not going to start now. If my ass is going to be fucked, it’s going to be the waygu beef of fuckable assholes.

So then there’s you. An individual of taste with a refined palette for tittilation, and one more horny bonk away from a concussion, I’m sure. You’re mindlessly scrolling one night and by fates chance you see my listing. “ASS FOR SALE, SLIGHTLY USED, NEVER BEEN OPENED.” Your curiosity sparked, you explore further. What you discover is more than just a sales pitch, but an opportunity to fund a project of your dreams; an anus, only ever played with by the person it’s attached to, to shape however you want. Read more Ā»

I went out to homecoming to distract myself, and made a guy’s night [FM]

Toward the end of last week, I needed a distraction from my life badly. I mentioned that to one of my co-workers on Thursday and it was suggested that I come out to homecoming with her and a small group of her friends. Iā€™m too old for homecoming house parties, really. But the distraction, attention, and loud music did sound like theyā€™d be nice so I was quickly persuaded into going along despite the fact that Iā€™m about a decade older than everyone else in her group.

Sadie and I met up with her friends outside the party in the late afternoon, wearing matching outfits Sadie had gleefully put together for us that morning. It was cold, but we were both in black skirts that only made it to the upper thigh, and school t-shirts that Sadie had taken a pair of scissors to, transforming them into crop tops, with plunging necklines. The matching outfits had not been in the original plan, but she had seemed happy with the opportunity to put them together when I had complained earlier that morning I was worried Iā€™d stick out being a significant bit older than everyone else who would be in attendance. Read more Ā»

A Convenient Affair Ch. 5 Party Favors [M38/F44] [Cheat] [Con] [Affair]

*Sorry for the long wait, I’m going to try and get on a better schedule! As always, any feedback is welcome and appreciated, hope you all enjoy!*

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Nicholas stepped into the house, both arms lined with bags from the store with all the items Tina had requested for the party. He shot her glances as he struggled to open the door a little, watching her sit there and just talk away on the phone with Stacey. As the bags hit the floor, Tina threw a look back at him for him to be quiet since she was on the phone. Nicholas shook his head. *No, no I donā€™t need any help at all h*e thought. He smiled to himself a little, thinking about all the help he had gotten from Lee just the other day, that innocently seductive image of her still on his mind.

Tina had hung up the phone after a bout of cackling, she got up heading towards him. She was carrying a box.

ā€œGot a fun little package here today,ā€ she said, shaking the box. Nicholas just looked at her, reaching for the box as she handed it to him. Read more Ā»

My Wife Hired a Sex Therapist, Part 5 (MF, genuine sex advice, BDSM, drama, funny, beg for creampie)

Thanks for all the likes! This installment has the biggest twist of them all so far. They’re going to be even bigger twists in later parts, so make sure to subscribe.

Tyler’s wife, Cammie, had hired a sex therapist for him after it seemed that he was losing his sexual allure. Previously, they had a polyamorous relationship with Anna, but Anna’s new Costa Rican husband was dominating Anna’s attention. Even Cammie was fucking him. Apparently, Cammie didn’t realize that the therapist, Jenny, liked to have actual, real-life, I’m-not-kidding, creampie sex with her clients as part of the “treatments”. Amazingly, the therapy was working and Tyler’s sex life with Cammie was improving. However, Tyler had become regretful for going along with the sex sessions with Jenny without Cammie knowing the truth. He decided to cancel the sessions and ask Jenny for a refund.

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I arrived at Jenny’s home office. As usual, she was wearing professional business attire–a cardigan sweater with a button-up shirt and a knee-length, pleated skirt. We hugged, but this time I pushed away from her before she did.

We sat down in our places immediately. “Jenny, I need to talk to you…” Read more Ā»

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4b – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part a*

**Barry didn’t ask me again and dragged me and Molly to the empty billiard room she locked up. She jumped on the table, legs wide apart.**

**”Pray tell me,” she said. “What is the name of the erotic comic book by Jean-Pierre Gibrat and Francis Leroi which is the adaptation of a famous story for children?” Some possibilities appeared in front of her legs. I didnĀ“t need much time so I just pushed the “Pi-nocchia”. Anthony showed me it two or three times when he made me kneel in the corner and wanted to walk in on me in the reading of page that would make me wet.**

**Molly took the right answer as a cue in her secret mafia hideout. She sang a wordless ode, and made her legs flexible but arms even more so. She touched BarryĀ“s arms, slightly, unmoving otherwise but with her eyes that were supposedly telling the guy in the room that she has a much, much bigger erotic fantasy than he does. She moved further and caressed lines of the trousers on her butt, then started to remove her top. She folded it in the half first, so I could see that for her slim figure she possesses unexpectedly full breasts, though this made me jealous of the virtual character, not aroused.** Read more Ā»

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 4a – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Plot heavy]

**Zita**

These are the episodes of Royal Citadel High, and you canĀ“t keep up with their turbulences!

Barbara was hanging out somewhere, asking for trouble, and we didn’t want to needle in our Androcentrism lesson. Half-sitting, I stood guard between Lydia and her desk so that I could serve her as a chair in a wink of an eye.

Previously curvaceous Miss Pignon had to humble herself as well but passing through the door at Weatherby’s side, she beamed and repeated something under her breath, congratulating herself given the tone.

She nudged all members of our Shieldmaiden gang in a friendly way and pointed behind herself. “Paladins dispatched a representant of masculinity.”

Whom? I had a vague feeling that Johansson might be interested in our class. He had already sent out a circular presenting the barely usable costume under which he imagined a report card. It’s just that when I saw them at the table, only his height and beard seemed masculine to me. Read more Ā»

[FM] The time I fulfilled my filthiest watersport fantasy

I have a bit of a piss fetish. I feel like there’s nothing more degrading a guy can do to you than point his soft dick at you while you’re on your knees and just hose you down. I had been peed on by partners after much discussion in prepared environments (a bathtub usually) before, but I regularly fantasized about a stranger doing it to me in some dirty, filthy alleyway on a spur of the moment.

Anyway, one night last year I went clubbing, hooked up with a guy, went back to his place, fucked, he came very quickly and passed out.

It’s rare for me not to cum from sex, so I was frustrated. His place was a ten minute walk from mine fortunately, so I pulled back on my underwear, dress and shoes, let myself out of his apartment and started to make my way home. Read more Ā»