Tag: Fantasy

Friend fantasy short one-shot. [M][F][oral]

I've been fantasizing about this guy I know for a while. First time writing anything like this, so be nice please.

You invite me over to watch a movie. Unlike all my other friends, you actually enjoy sitting and watching and discussing them with me. But from time to time, I've noticed your hand inching closer to mine, or your eyes resting on my breasts when you think I'm not looking. But you’ve never made a move.

I can tell that you're nervous. We've established a fragile friendship at best, and neither of us want to ruin it. You can forgive my drunk texts asking you to come over. We ignore them in each other's company. But it's getting to the point where making eye contact with you is too much. I'm worried if I look too long, you'll see how much I want you.

We sit on the couch watching a movie, like always. Your hand is firmly planted between us. Some time has passed, and we've settled into our positions on the couch. My heart races as I calculate the risk. I take your hand in my hands and start kissing your fingers one by one. Read more »

[F]inally fucked [M]y crush from freshman year of high-school and it only took me eight years.

Long time lurker, but I've finally had an experience that I think is worth posting so go easy on me. This is definitely not like writing the research papers I'm used to.

So this story begins back during my freshman year of high school, eight years ago. Shit, it does not seem like it's been that long… Anyways, I had gym class with this girl named Christina. She had long dark hair, olive skin, and lovely brown eyes. Of course, we were in gym together so I also saw that she had a wonderful looking ass and long thin legs to go with it. Her breasts were small, but we were freshmen, so it would have been unusual for them to have been otherwise. She was a soccer player. For some unknown reason, she seemed to like talking to me. I was more than happy to oblige.

I fell for her, managed to get her number, and we started texting and became close friends. Needless to say, I didn't make a move. After all, what if she rejected me? About a year passed and I finally decided to ask her out but got denied. She had wanted to date me earlier on, but had lost interest when I failed to make any move for so long. Read more »

The Daddy Plan Part I [fM & ff] [inc] [voy] [bdsm]

12:23 am, backseat of a car…

"Oh fuck me. Yeah! Harder!"

17 year old Ellie Arnold moans loudly as the guy pounding his cock into her does as she asks. But even as he does she knows she is probably going to regret it. Teen boys are known for their stamina but not their control. Sure they can get it up multiple times but it never takes much to get them off. Ellie learned this and has done what she can to compensate.

She could still taste the cum in her mouth from the blowjob she gave him a little while ago. Without doing that Ronnie would just pop off in a couple of minutes of having her shaved little pussy around his dick. Ellie often wondered how it was that teen boys could jerk off so much and never learn any control.

He was already groaning. She rubs her clit hard. Between blowing him and the 3 minutes of fucking she was about to cum but she knew he would beat her to it.

He did. Read more »

A loving wife [cheat][MC][MF]

My wife and I had been married for twelve years, our sex life had gone from everyday, sometimes twice a day down to once a week, or even every other week. The sex we had, when we did have sex, was just not very good, for either of us. At about the same time, we both thought it might be interesting to try swinging, unfortunately, after looking around for a couple to play with us, we just didn't find anyone we even considered.

One day, while clicking around on our home computer I found a strange folder named, 'test'. I was curious so I opened it up. Inside were a number of picture files, as I started looking through the first couple I was surprised to find a few candid pics of my wife. Then as I looked on, it was one picture of a cock after another. Read more »

Fire Drill [Mf] [Voy] [Inc] [Oral]

The fire drill took a turn no one had expected. When the alarm went off, the sprinkler system did too. Literally everything in the office got soaked – carpet, papers, people. Probably millions of dollars of equipment got ruined. Hopefully, we had a solid insurance policy.

The only good thing to come out of it was that everyone got sent home early, with pay. It was rare for me to get home before 6 or 7, so I was thrilled to get an extra 3 or 4 hours at home. I sat my purse down onto the kitchen counter and walked towards the living room, from where I could hear the TV playing. The living room was separated from the dining room by a door. It was painted white and had two columns of plexiglass windows running down the middle. As I approached the uncharacteristically closed door, through one of the windows, I saw two bare feet, soles up, on the floor. With another step, my eyes traced up the legs of my daughter. I don’t know where she got the running bug, it certainly wasn’t from her dad or I, but it left her with strong, finely toned calves. Another step closer to the door, I saw her bare ass poking out as she leaned forward on her knees. Read more »

An alternate timeline where where “getting off” is a matter of life and death. [Alternate world]

It took a few years to really get used to the quite literal "maintenance" puberty causes. It happens at different times for everyone, as though it's a ticking time bomb that someone else has the control over. It's not necessarily at the beginning of puberty either, and for some it comes before that transition even occurs & for others like myself, it comes fairly late.

My clock started when I was sixteen. I know, real late, right? Anyways, I was in third period, math to be specific. It's not a weak subject, but I never had much interest in it. It bored me in fact, but I did my best to keep up and stay attentive. It helped in other areas too. Like keeping my more erotic thoughts in check. I had this weird idea that if I just avoided it altogether, it would never happen to me. A life without sex of any kind wasn't so bad. At least you didn't die spontaneously. Still, I was a teen with raging hormones, and even without thinking about it, I'd get a hard-on for no reason at all, at any time of day, no matter the situation. My dad warned me it wouldn't help to avoid it altogether, it would actually make it worse. Hed say "Jo, you've at least got to do it yourself, otherwise, it will make your life hell before your clock even begins. Besides, it will be good practice! So, you know, think about it." I still haven't ever tried it. I guess I'm too afraid of breaking my long absence of the subject, and accidentally starting my "clock". Read more »

Dining Out [Fsub] [Str8] [bdsm]

I have always had this fantasy of being in a small restaurant or maybe a lounge of some sort, and having to go to the ladies room. I'm there with a group of coworkers after a long day at work.

The restaurant is busy, the lighting dim, and there is lots of noise and laughter. I walk past a booth with a dark figure. Male, tall, and dark.

Arriving in the washroom, I am alone, and now in a stall. The door to the washroom opens. Heavy footsteps stopping in front of the stall. I am froze with nerves. I can see him peeking through the crack of the stall but still no face, just darkness. He picks the lock easily, forcing the door open.

“Stand up slut! ” he says.

Of course I do as instructed, and he commands, “ I could tell you were a dirty little whore and could smell your wet pussy as you walked by my booth.” He whispers in my ear.

“You thought I wouldn’t notice?” He asks. “ You think I’m a fool?” He breathes heavily into my ear. Read more »

Letting some stress out (femdom)

This story took place a few weeks ago so I'm definitely forgetting / fudging some details…. Also this is my first time writing an erotic story and I suspect it shows.

Sometimes I get a craving. This was one of those times.

I fired off a text to my husband, "hey, are you okay with being tied up tonight?"

Then I went to get dressed up in a proper outfit. Black dress, black stockings, starker makeup than I usually wear. Not for the first time I wished I owned a proper pair of fuck me heels.

I still look fantastic though. I love my body… Time to stop groping myself while spacing out at the mirror.

Husband texted back "sure, but I'm kind of tired, so nothing too long, okay?"

Damn. Well, I don't care. I'll have fun anyway.

When he comes home I greet him with a smile.

"You look fantastic," he says, and swoops in for a kiss.

I duck away.

"No touching without permission," i say. "are you hungry? Do you need to eat first?" Read more »

That time I streaked half naked across campus…six years after I had already graduated.

This story happened a few years ago, when I was about 28 or 29. My bf and I had been dating since college, and we both ended up working near our school, about 15 minutes away. One night, we started talking about and reliving some of my earlier flashing and streaking adventures, including times that I was naked on campus. Out of a combination of boredom and horniness, I agreed to do an old fantasy that I never fully fulfilled, which was to streak completely across campus.

I wasn't completely comfortable being entirely naked, but agreed to do it in just my panties. We've done this to various degrees, but he wanted the ultimate streak, which was for me to strip down to a thong, drop me off on one side of the school, and have him pick me up on the other side. I always was hesitant to do this back when we were still in school, but my slutty side was starting to blossom then, so I pushed myself to do it. So late at night, we drove to our old college and parked by the tennis courts on one corner of the campus, and he arranged to pick me up at the gym parking lot, at the other end. Read more »

The Daughters of Welliver [mf] [weird fantasy] [fdom]

Andrei made his way along a crumbling roof that ran parallel to Welliver’s brine-lashed seafront. The rooftops of Welliver were very steep, and decrepit, and were it not for the multitude of horrors that stalked the narrow streets beneath their eaves they would have made a poor choice of thoroughfare. But all very present those dread legions were, so the creaking rooftops and the precarious old planks and ropes running between them presented the lesser danger.

Many of the shingles of the seafront roofs had come loose from their seats or were missing altogether, allowing the passage of rainwater and sea-spray that corrupted the supporting beams and caused the ridges to sag between the solemn stone chimneys like a miserable row of bunting. The remaining slates were heavy with moss and tufts of tall grass and hearty mats of ivy seeded by gulls, more slippery and treacherous with each passing winter. Beyond the rooftops the grey water of the harbor was thick with the barnacled masts and ragged sails of ships, all abandoned, dashed and sunk long before Andrei was born. Read more »