Davey and me were having the best trip of our entire lives. We were 23, broke, and in love traveling all across Europe without a care in the world. Every stop was a new adventure, and there was no end in sight. We went cliff jumping in Croatia, Hitchhiking along the Amalfia Coast, and made love for a week during the sunsets at Santorini. It was safe to say we were having the time of our lives. It wasn’t just the adventures either, it was the wonderful people we were meeting. People didn’t live by the same life restraints as the people in the US. This one old couple had asked to stay with them within an hour of our boat porting in Istanbul. That kind of thing doesn’t happen in Atlanta. They even made us breakfast everyday, god bless them.
Tag: Fantasy
At The Movies/Knock at the Door
At The Movies
My first Erotica story. It's based off a fantasy I had with a coworker. Any thoughts or advice I appreciate. Thank you.
I've always had a thing for my coworker, Sarah. Sarah is a 5’4”, blond 26 year old with milky white skin tone. Unfortunately, she's engaged, and I like the guy. So all I can do is fantasize about her. And I did. Many nights, I lay in bed thinking about kissing her, pleasuring her, lifting her up in his arms as I entered her. But I know these were only fantasies.
One night, I get a message over Facebook from Sarah. The message says “Hey James. Going to see a movie, want to come?” I was very shocked. But I told myself it was just a friendly invite, it didn’t mean anything. Plus, it was most likely from her and her fiancé, Kevin. A movie sounded fun though, so I accepted. When I walk into the theater and I spot Sarah sitting in the back row. She is wearing a green long sleeve shirt with a black vest and a skirt and she is alone. I sit down next to her and ask “Where’s Kevin?”
The Extreme Fantasy Business-Part One [FMM,BDSM,Fsub,oral,prost,sadism]
I made sure he could see up my miniskirt while he described his preferences. Most clients that we deal with are either insecure men and you can sense the sex crazed manic in them the moment they walk in. Adrienne was different. He was by all means a complete stud and could probably get any woman he wanted. Not only that but instead of being eager and excited like our usual clientele, Adrienne seemed more frustrated than anything.
“What can we do for you today Adrienne?” asked my boyfriend/boss Ian.
He shuffled nervously. “Uggghh… your flyer said that you guys can um… satisfy the most extreme of fantasies?” His nervousness made him sexy. “It said here that there is limit to what your willing to do to satisfy you..” he stopped talking and awkwardly awaited a response.
“Mr.Panouge” said Ian breaking the silence “Call me A.D.” Adrienne said “A.D. Fantasies Limitless is unique for a call girl service for one simple reason. We. Will do. ANYTHING to ensure our customer is satisfied. You see the girls our company employs have to fit a very specific profile. Every woman in our employment has what we call an “extremist” personality type. They are adrenaline junkies. Not only have the ability to go far beyond the limits of what even the most intense human would say is painful, but the get off on it.”
(M)y hottest experiences with a long term (F)riend
So this is the hottest two experiences of my young 24 years of life and the funny part is that neither even end with actual sex so if you're here for spank material you'll be disappointed. A little background before I begin.I am probably what you would call an average looking male… 5'9" bout 140lbs.. no 6 pack abs or ripped muscles but also not pudgy.. just kind of average skinny I guess. As far as I know there's nothing too distingishing about my appearance. And my dick is on the higher side of average measuring in at just over 6.5". I have always been a very sexual person even when I was little. My first experiences were the basic playing doctor with a female friend and from then on I was hooked, maybe even to the point of sexual addiction if you believe in that sort of thing. And that brings with it a lot of various kinks or fantasies that to this point have only been touched on briefly as the sort of girls I usually get with are the ones who are into very vanilla sex although I do have a few good stories I could share if this gets some good response.
The Fourteenth Hour [Fantasy] [FM]
Hi, /r/eroticliterature, long time lurker first time poster here.
I've been thinking about sharing some of my stories for a long time, but I always let it slip. Recently, however, I have been led to believe that my writing skills are subpar, and that's been kind of a blow to my self esteem. As most artists, however, I'm prone to knee-jerk reactions, and my reaction this time is one of "fuck it, let's do it."
So I started a blog, and plan to update it at least once a week. I'm starting a fantasy erotica series with some political intrigue, and it will stay free to read, so feel free to give it a read, and leave your comments here or there. Thanks for the attention.
http://dizziegent.blogspot.fr/2015/06/the-lym-chronicles-0-fourtenth-hour.html
Sophomore Year (F)un part 4 [fm] long
Tim and I left for the two hour ride ahead of us to his parents lake house. Tim offered to drive so we got in his suv and got on the road. We talked about anything and everything and the conversation of his fantasy came up again and he asked me mine.
I described to him my new found fantasy that Jake had sort of brought out in me. I described to him how I enjoyed giving blowjobs and how being outside or in public turned me on.
The whole time I'm describing this to him I can see him adjusting himself out of the corner of my eye. I decided to tell him how I gave Jake a blowjob in the car and described to him how I snuck my foot into his lap under the table. I looked down at Tims crotch and could see his dick pushing against the fabric of his jeans.
I placed my hand on his thigh and didn't hesitate to run it over his hard cock. I could see him look down with approval so I decided to release his pain and undo his zipper. I reached down his fly and fished out his member until it was exposed and pulsing in my hand.
blind guy with job coach str8
This is a real fantasy I have. There are actually dozens of variations, but this is the most recent to come to mind, and I wanted to put it down here. It's one of those exciting little secret things I've got going. She doesn't know, nor will she ever, that I feel this way about her. I haven't actually done anything like this with her. I'm going to just call her Coach here. I won't be using her name during sex, so it'll work. I'm lazy, or else I would give her a fake name.
I arrived at the appointment at my usual time. She came out and said "Hi." I recognized her voice, so I knew to stand-up and follow her down the hall. She sounded very childlike even though she was all of twenty seven. I walked beside her, and she instinctively put her hand on my arm. She was shorter than me, and I'm short for a guy. I had felt her arms before. She was skinny too.
Sophomore Year (F)un part 3 [fm]
As I left off Tim and I were growing close. We had been seeing each other a few weeks now and things between us seemed to be going well. We had planned on going to dinner one night but he got sick so I decided to go over to his house to take care of him.
When I got there his roommate let me in and I went straight to Tims room. I made him soup and we cuddled at watched Tv for awhile. I wanted him bad but knew he was too weak to do anything so I told him I would leave early so he could get his rest to get better.
Just as I was getting up he grabbed my arm and spoke "I want you to stay". "Tim you're sick and need some rest to get better." "No, I want you to stay, I feel bad that Im sick and can tell you wanted to mess around tonight."
We went back and forth arguing how I should stay and telling him he needed his rest. He pulled me back onto his bed and put one of his hands between my legs cusping my crotch through my yoga pants.
Many Stories M/F/M
I don’t currently have the time to flesh all of these out so I just wanted to list some experiences.
WAAYYYY back in the mid-2000s before every person who had seen 50 Shades of Grey or had determined their relationships were boring it was pretty easy to find truly kinky people to hang out with.
These were some of my experiences. I’m a bi male btw.
Had a threesome with a woman and her bi husband. She was a teacher and wanted to roleplay that I and her husband were two students who needed to learn to suck dick and fuck each other. I ended up licking a huge, thick load of cum from between her ass cheeks at the end.
Met up with a couple plus their mutual girlfriend at a casino and had a foursome that lasted for 5 hours. I gave so much oral that my jaw was sore the next day.
With the same couple I spoke of first, got together with them and two of their friends (one male, one female) and I was fucked in my ass for so long I orgasmed 3 times and passed out I was so tired. When I woke an hour later I had a pussy grinding on my face.
Dark, Forbidden Fruit, Part 1 [STR8][mf][inc]
I breathe a heavy sigh into the evening air. My last night of summer, I think sullenly, and once again, nothing happened. I’d harbored grand ambitions for the last summer before my senior year of high school. We were supposed to go out, party, hook up with hot girls, everything a young guy could want. Aside from hang out at a few of our favorite spots in this boring-ass city, we’d done next to nothing. Sure, we’d managed to score a few bottles of liquor from our parents’ stashes, but nothing wilder than that. I decided it was time to head home. Our neighborhood abutted a nature preserve, and all I had to do was jump our back fence and I had a secluded woodland haven all to myself. Best of all, I’d found a small shack in the middle of the woods this summer. I have no idea what it was used for, but nobody seemed to have been there in a very long time. My single project over the summer had been turning this place into my secret hideaway, where I could retreat from the religious fervor of my parents. I had my books there: Hitchens, Harris, and Dawkins… books my parents would burn as Satanic. I had a few bottles of liquor I’d managed to swipe under various circumstances, along with an old oil lamp from our attic for light. I’d never shown anyone my secret retreat, but I’d spent many an evening there seeking peace and quiet away from my family.