Tag: Fantasy

Friday Night with our Friend [MFF]

It was Friday, My wife Marie and I had been trying to setup plans to meet another couple to see if it would perhaps lead to our first time swinging. Those plans fell through, so instead we were spending our Friday night with our best friend Sandi. To paint the word picture of Sandi, she’s 5’3” with a tight body, medium length wavy black hair with that falls to her shoulders with a streak of white in it. She has a curvy round ass that always looks great in her Jeans and D-cup breasts that are very perky. If you’re curious about Marie and me, check our post history . I should also note that Marie and I have amazing communication, we talk about everything so she was well aware of the fact that I’ve had a bit of a crush on Sandi for a while.

Our evening started as always, making dinner together, chatting, drinking whisky, ect ect. The conversation between the three of us often contains flirty, joking, fun, and tonight was no exception. The sun had gone down and dinner was over, we were all changing into more comfortable clothing for a relaxing evening that might include some cuddling. Sandi was going to stay the night in our guest room so she could stay late and drink, but had forgotten to bring any Pajamas. Marie let her know that she could borrow some of hers. Read more »

Sneaking in some pleasure. [mf] [cheating]

Normally I don’t do parties. I’m somewhat of an introvert, which is not to say I’m anti-social, its just that keeping up the nice social facades wears me out fairly quickly and I tend to pick and choose those battles based on who I get to see and how much I’ll get to interact with them. Picking my battles of social interactions came down to a couple questions. Who will be there, who won’t be there. If I had enough people I liked so that I could bounce between 2-3 of them throughout the night while my GF did her social butterfly thing then I was happy enough to go. There was another factor that could pull me out to a party with mutual friends though, and her name is Madi.

Madi is a woman I’ve known a while despite us pretending we don’t know each other when we are in public. She always was humble about her looks when we talked about them, but I thought she was insanely sexy. She has a beautiful sort of pale olive skin tone. Jet black hair that falls down to her shoulders. Her body was the definition of curvy. Big round soft breast, a well shaped waist and tummy, and her hips and butt curved back out and turned into thick muscular
but still soft legs. Read more »

Crème Fraîche – Humiliated by a group of girls on the train [Str8, fffm, huml, Fdom, nc]

I posted this on r/eroticliterature, hope it isn’t against the rules to post it here too.

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This story is based on an actual experience I had a few years ago on a late night London tube train. The story is entirely true up until the point of physical contact. After that, it’s just fantasy.

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I was waiting for the last underground train, headed home from a work party. I was very tired and quite drunk, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible. The train arrived, and I entered. The carriage was almost empty, save for three loud drunk girls.

As I walked past them, I couldn’t help but notice that one of them had very large breasts with a very deep, exposed cleavage. Being a man, it caught my eye and I involuntarily glanced at them for a split second. As this happened, I saw that she had a wide grin on her face, looking straight at me, her two friends started giggling, and they said something like “He likes your tits!”. Read more »

She’s Not Who You Think She Is, Or Was, Or Will Be – Part 2 [Str8][Bi][MFF][SciFi][Mind/Reality Control]

***The story so far…***
NBPD Officer Holly Stone was a recent police academy graduate and hire to the department’s all-male force. She was unwelcome, unwanted, and caused disruption simply by being there, even though she was a capable cop. She was the target of pranks and animosity in equal measure, and the only person who’d had her back was the chief. On a recent call, her and Detective Banter, one of her main opponents, raided what they thought was just a drug lab, but instead found an odd little scientist. The scientist demonstrated a handheld device meant to change the world by merging better realities with this one, all at the command of the user. As a prototype, it could only change the world of person it was first keyed to—Holly Stone. The scientist gave the device to Detective Banter in exchange for freedom, fleeing the scene. Holly, once raven-haired, was now blonde. Holly, once demanding and abrasive, now happily showered with the guys in the department locker room to fit in. Holly, once upright and focused, remembered trading handjobs for better grades at the Academy. Only Detective Banter knew the difference between truth and reality, and he controlled both. Read more »

I was her third that day [MF]

This happened a few years ago. A FWB pinged me one afternoon seeing what I was up to that evening and I told her to come over. I was single at the time but had just started sleeping with another girl that was starting to get serious so I figured I’d have one last fling with this chick as she was super kinky. Not the kind of girl to settle down with, but we’d had a lot of fun (other stories). She was a few years younger than me, a hippy type with a tight body – but she did keep herself well groomed and clean. The hippy side was more her attitude in life. It should also be said she was something of a nympho, and I’ve found out since that she struggled with sex addiction.

This night, she came over and I was waiting in bed for her. She came in and we talked and cuddled in bed for a while. She seemed a little tired but eventually I got her revved up with enough kissing and light touching and started getting a little more assertive, moving on top of her. She is quite submissive and I am dominant so we fell into our roles easily. Read more »

Crème Fraîche – Humiliated by a group of girls on the train

This story is based on an actual experience I had a few years ago on a late night London tube train. The story is entirely true up until the point of physical contact. After that, it’s just fantasy.

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I was waiting for the last underground train, headed home from a work party. I was very tired and quite drunk, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible. The train arrived, and I entered. The carriage was almost empty, save for three loud drunk girls.

As I walked past them, I couldn’t help but notice that one of them had very large breasts with a very deep, exposed cleavage. Being a man, it caught my eye and I involuntarily glanced at them for a split second. As this happened, I saw that she had a wide grin on her face, looking straight at me, her two friends started giggling, and they said something like “He likes your tits!”. Read more »

Reese Joins the Party; [mF][anal][analingus][fisting][tentacles][huml][Fdom][age][taboo][fantasy][roleplay]

Comment, upvote, share with a kinky friend. Send it to your enemy and watch them tremble, idc. But most of all, enjoy yourself ;)
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And so, the party made their way through the Falbrook Forest, seeking out the old sage’s rod. It was a minor quest, but they did need the money. The viridian knight Desha kept her dauntless gaze forward for trouble, aided by Halfdan the ranger, taking up the rear guard. In the last town, two more companions joined their party: Illura, druid which had assumed a form between man and beast — she was a pig girl — and an enigmatic human arcane caster of some kind, known as Reese. He hadn’t cast a single spell since he’d been in the party.

In fact, all he had done was flirt with the two women. Desha ignored his advances entirely, though he tried several times. Yet no one else in the party wanted to acknowledge what was happening. Any time they entered a building, it seemed as if he was very eager to walk out in front of Illura. It seemed like he wanted to protect her, but it soon became clear that he was just trying to trap her in whatever room they were in alone, for a moment of privacy. Read more »

College: [F]ingered with Dad in the roo[M]

[Repost from my previous account. I’m going to put up a few of my previous posts to fill in my history–leading into new posts about other experiences I’ve had.

A lot of my posts are going to be about me and older women–I just find those sessions sexier or easier to describe for whatever reason. Being with someone unexpected, I guess. With girls my age I guess it’s more your typical meet through friends or catch each other’s eye on a night or. And I of course have relationships with girls my age. The below is about the my most serious girlfriend and a memorable time with her.]

To just start with a little background, I was a tall, gawky kid growing up, with glasses and an overbite. Then I wrestled throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence. Read more »

Product No. 4583-666: Customer Reviews; [MF][MFf][fantasy][mast][nc][inc][bdsm][preg]

**GREAT PRODUCT 5 STARS**

However, it really must be said, this product isn’t for everyone. I was so eager to try on the bra specifically. It’s so hard to find cute, sexy clothing when you’re even slightly plus sized. I didn’t even put it in the wash first, I was so excited. That’s why I ignored the slight irritation I felt against my nipples, and against my… other regions. Anyway, it just needed a few minutes to get broken in, and it was totally fine. I bought 7 of the same model, and I wear them every day now. It’s given me my youthful confidence and vigor back, and I feel like I could be queen of the world now. 5/5 would recommend.

**Not your grandma’s skivvies** Read more »

[MF] Second Excerpt from the Journal of Adrian Fitzgerald, Adventurer, Warrior, and Prisoner of War [fantasy][oral]

I’d expected a poor level of hygiene (for the Dyriel are predominantly a primitive, nomadic people who subsist on the fruits of their savage raids), one that carried with it an odorous stench. To my surprise, the queen didn’t just smell passable; her aura was an almost palpable veil of femininity, a mix of grapefruits and mint and apples.

Even so, the archers flanking the throne had had to train their weapons on me in a silent threat before I came to my senses and dropped to my knees before her spreadeagled form. The impulses of the masculine are inherently powerful, and I couldn’t help but feel the stirrings of arousal as I let my eyes rove over her. All thoughts of the raid, of the strangeness of my predicament, of my puzzlement as to why the Dyriel would risk their revered, almost deified queen by putting her in such peril, evaporated. Read more »