Tag: Fantasy

Our first MMF Threesome

So we visit here frequently and decided we should add add some input. So here is our very first threesome.

Married for 15 years at the time and by now my hubby had often talked about a threesome for many years. It was usually his fantasy story he told me as he gave me a massage. Initially I didn't like the idea and simply ignored it, then increasingly I listened, then started to imagine it. It was is starting to watch threesome porn together that really made me start to seriously think about it.

My hubby asked the question again "do you fancy it" and for the first time, all be it with many caveats I said yes. We agreed to post an advert on a swingers site and amazingly we were swamped with messages. We spent many weeks weeding through all the messages to finally focus on a guy (joe) making a real effort and seemed our sort of guy. We messaged for a few weeks before finally agreeing to meet. My hubby booked us a family hotel room with two double beds and off we went. Read more »

[F]ucking [m]y high school gym student

Long-time lurker. I'm a 30-something married soccer mom who teaches high school phy ed. and have for years. You can call me Mrs. Jones. I'm short, about 5'2" and petite. I keep in good shape and have been told I look a bit like Krysten Ritter.

Alright, here goes. Several years ago a student found my sex blog, which included graphic nude pics of me with several boyfriends. It was highly personal, but totally anonymous. so no face pics. I used the blog to share some deeply personal thoughts and musings about men and crazy hot sex. I am shaking a bit just writing this – this is how I got in trouble – but I also feel the need to share, and I'm honestly turned on by the thought of writing this down for all you perverts. ^ Read more »

Upping the Ante

She tentatively walks through the front door and closed it quietly behind her. Quickly looking around, she takes in the open floor plan, but doesn’t know how welcoming it is as it is totally foreign. She had done as he asked, had parked over on the shady cross street and walked over to house 250 and through the open screen door. She uncertainly called his name, not having an idea what to expect.

He wordlessly approaches from around the corner and she immediately feels the the urge to kiss him. She lets him take her hand and lead her deeper into the house, curiously taking in her surroundings. One door reveals a small bedroom, another looks to be a sewing room. The hallway ends at a larger and presumably master bedroom with a made bed and many windows.

Turning, he finally grants her wish, placing his mouth on hers. His hands immediately clutch at her yearning body and begin undoing buttons and zippers, quickly removing her clothes. Following suit, she pulls his shirt over his head and runs her hands over his back, relishing the opportunity to touch him again. Read more »

Loving Anal (f)or (M)y birthday. [Long]

Details changed slightly, written with omniscient narrator POV. Hope you enjoy my re-telling as much as I enjoyed the actual encounter!

In her mind, nervousness mixed with excitement and self-consciousness as he poured the oil out on his hands. Her skin was already slick with previous applications, and while she liked the feeling of his large warm hands easily gliding across her, she still couldn't help but feel vulnerable. Perhaps even a little silly, especially in this position. She giggled as she thought about all the girls in the class doing "happy baby" next to her, and knew that the next time she did this in class, her mind would come back to this moment. Feet up in the air with hands grabbing toes, her naked torso slick with oil; Her vagina and, even more naughty, her ass on complete display for her man at the end of the bed. She still didn't feel comfortable in this position, but oh, the way he looked at her when she did it made her want to pull him in for a deep kiss. Read more »

Fun rough sex

This happened about 4 years ago with an ex girlfriend of mine.

To give you some background at the time I was 26 and she was 23. We both really enjoyed working out so as such were very fit. She was on the shorter side- around 5'2" with lighter green eyes and dark brown hair and around 110lbs. She was very lean but still had a shape to her. I am 5'10" athletically built with a solid chest and shoulders. Back then I had quite ripped abs….not so much anymore unfortunately.

Anyways, one night we were having dinner and of course a few glasses of wine. We had been dating for about 4 months at the point so we're getting pretty open with each other.

Being young, fit and relatively new to each other our conversations often turned to sex and this night was no different. We started sharing our fantasies and discussion what we both had always wanted to do sexually etc. Her #1 ended up being to be tied up during sex. Mine was to share her with another guy in a mfm threesome. She started asking about that and we got away from hers. Read more »

meeting for the first time [MF] [First Person]

I'm disappointed because you can't come see me as we initially planned, and I'm trying to manage my feelings. I try to let myself feel the disappointment, temper it with rational thoughts. I'm concerned because negative feelings often turn to apathy, and I want to hold onto this. I don't want to tell you I'm disappointed because I'm not sure it's appropriate for me to care, and I don't know if you, like me, get weary when someone cares too quickly. As a compromise to myself, I jokingly say that we should meet in Havana instead, a throwback to my initial message to you. You say, "make it Kingston, and we'll take a puddle hopper." So we do, and you fly the plane. I don't know where or how the arrangements were made for the plane, but it's just me and you.

I'm fixated watching you push buttons and move levers on a dashboard that looks vast to me, but your movements seem effortless, like a musician at a piano. You're wearing cargo shorts, and I'm fighting the urge to slide my hand up your thigh. I want to feel your cock in my hand. I want to learn how to move my hand precisely to make it bulge. I want to see how my hand looks wrapped around it, whether my nail polish goes well against color of your skin. I want to watch droplets of cum form around the tip; and I'm biting my lip, thinking about licking those droplets off. Read more »

The whiskey bottle diary, first entry part1. [M][MF] [mF][str8] [VOY][ORAL][MAST]

The whiskey bottle diary, first entry.

I walk a fine line between living a good life, doing all the right things, morally and expectation wise, and living totally free. I enjoy being the guy that does his best to take care of business and make sure the people who need me have their needs fulfilled and more. But it's a struggle for my spirit, that just wants to fly.. down every new road, into the unknown or even the partially known.. just to see what's down there. It's adventures like that, that drive me through the ordinary and mundane cycle of work eat sleep pay bills be broke do chores. The difference now is that I'm older and care a lot more about everything in the regular world that's going on around me. So my adventures are more refined, and direct to the things I want to explore. This is a story of one of those things. It gets a little uncomfortable at the end, so I ask that you, the reader, keep an open mind and understanding of how things ended up the way they did.

Now sit back, relax.. while I pour myself a shot of whiskey and tell you my story.. Read more »

The Adventures of Nightingale and Swallow Episode One [FF][fantasy]

(This is just a silly, campy superhero story, kind of like a female version of the Batman TV show. This is just a first draft, but let me know if you'd like to read further episodes!)

Late evening in Superior City — all over the sprawling metropolis, ordinary citizens like you and I are laying their heads down upon their pillows perhaps, or maybe gently fellating their significant other in the privacy of their own homes. Perhaps they are having their first lesbian encounter with a busty babysitter who’s been caught masturbating on the couch…Well, you get the point. No matter the nighttime proclivity, the city is quiet and at peace for once.

Enjoying this rare moment of peace in the city that never shuts its eyes, Superior City Public Library’s head librarian, Kara Kane, along with perky junior librarian Emily Eastman are up late, doing their duty to keep the city’s books filed as Thomas Dewey once commanded. Deep within the stacks of the library, Emily climbs the rolling stairs, waiting for Kara to hand her books bound for the very top shelf. As Kara hands Emily the books, she notices that beneath Emily’s short black skirt, she is wearing no underwear. Struggling to put the books upon that highest of recesses, Kara admires Emily’s spunk in choosing to not wear panties in this most conservative of places. As Kara is hypnotized by Emily’s well-trimmed ginger thatch, her hand moves unconsciously down her thin blue silk blouse, her right nipple caught between the index finger and thumb, the naughty digits pulling and squeezing the captive nip of their own volition. Read more »

Connor’s Treat [MF][exhibitionist][public][footjob][mild femdom]

So I got into a write-off with someone on DKP – figured I'd post it. Fantasy: Footjob under table in restaurant and bathroom surprise Word limit: 3000 EDIT: Formatting

Stephanie and Connor were wrapping up their lazy Saturday afternoon with some Netflix. Connor sat, naked, on a pillow at her feet, resting her head against her legs. Meanwhile, she slowly stroked his hair. As the episode quieted down, Connor’s stomach growled loudly, startling him out of his half-awake state.

“I guess we’ve been sitting here for a while, haven’t we?” Stephanie laughed, as Connor’s face turned bright red. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes, mistress,” Connor said.

Stephanie leaned over and kissed the top of his head. “You’ve been such a good boy for me this week. You haven’t cum in so long but you’re still so patient. How about we go out to eat? I’ll give you a treat while we’re there.”

“Thank you, mistress, I would like that a lot.”

“You may stand.”

Connor wobbled slightly as he stood, and shook the pins and needles out of his legs.

“What should I wear, mistress?” Connor asked. Read more »