Tag: Fantasy

The First Time I Met My Future Wife [ffm, fiction, str8, bi, some reluc, oral, voy, mast]

This is what went through my mind the first time I met my wife. It's entirely fictional, just my fantasy, except me walking in in my bath towel with my then girlfriend and her friend, my actual future wife. I've been some version of a fapstronaut for about a year and a half, but will sometimes, well fap, thinking about my wife. This is one of those fantasies I have, and thought why not write it down this time. For whatever reason, the whole thing is generic third person pronouns, he/she/her, etc. I dunno why. Also I made up a couple words. Not sure you needed to know that either. Anyway, hope you like it and without further, uh, ado(sc?)…

Edit: So tabulations don't work in Reddit.

Edit: Actually they do, it means turn the text into some kind of typewriter text. I really don't understand Reddit's CSS coding crap at all… wah.

Edit: I'm not convinced that's readable Reddit. wtf. Excuse me while I now inject extra spacing everywhere.

Edit: Let me get this straight Reddit. One actual space = no space. Two spaces = one actual space. Three spaces = two spaces. … I give up. I'm not editing this any more. For better or worse: Read more »

The Angel of Lust [MF][Fantasy][Sacrilegious][Mast][Bondage][A bit of fearplay]

The full story can be found here. Please comment with feedback (even something as simple as "I enjoyed this story" is welcome), any constructive criticism is always excellent! Thank you for reading!

As Sister Anita knelt before the altar, she trembled, chafing her knees on the floor. The young nun bit her lip, eyes fixated on the dark, polished wood before her. Shaking, she lifted the skirts of her habit, the cool fabric trailing along her thighs. In the shadowy, deserted chapel, Anita moaned. Her voice echoed off the high ceiling, reverberating off cold stone and unyielding wooden pews.

Anita was the youngest nun in the convent by at least thirty years. Her pretty face and deep brown eyes had captured the hearts of nearly half the young men in her village, and musical voice had attracted most of the rest. But there were no young men to sing her praises here. Not in a nunnery. The moonlight, filtered through stained glass windows, gave her pale a skin an unearthly, ethereal glow as she bent backward. Read more »

Sarah Fucks The Neighbour [MF]

Bending from the waist, Sarah removed her black lace knickers and set them on the bedside table. Today she had decided to wear a loose white summer dress and sandals, nothing fancy.

Sarah was a curvy woman with brunette hair and deep brown eyes. She wasn't very tall, five feet, but she was very well proportioned. She was the type of woman who didn't have much of a presence. She wasn't an attention seeker, and that's what made her so desirable to a lot of men.

Moving to lay on the bed, Sarah spread her legs wide and began to slowly stroke her lightly haired mound.

Rubbing her clit faster and faster, Sarah grasped the pink sex toy with her other hand. Sliding it up and down her slit, she slowly parted her puffy, wet lips and gasped as she felt the thickness of it enter her.

In her imagination, a predatory man was shoving his cock down her throat, choking her. She was being used. She was his prey and couldn't be happier about it. Sarah was imagining herself being absolutely powerless. The thoughts were causing her pussy to contract around the sex toy. she was so close to coming. She began to moan faster and faster as she approached orgasm. Read more »

[Str8] [Fantasy] [Celeb] [Swing] [Fantasy] My first wet dream at the age of 25.. All of what I can remember from it..

Not sure if it this is the right sub or not but I wanted to post it somewhere as it took me a while to write it all out.

My first wet dream at the age of 25.. The interesting dream..

So I go to sleep like I normally do holding my fiance. Yes I do have a women in my life so I thought it was odd that I got a wet dream. Though this being my first I guess I don't know a whole lot about wet dreams lol. Anyways I fall asleep and well I start dreaming. I "wake up" in this world where I am in a rather big house which was as big as a mansion but I only saw 2 rooms. 1 lead to the bedroom from the rather large walkway the other lead to a kitchen with a small table and a backyard door. Hardly a mansion from that description however that first walkway way was majestic. (This is from what I can remember one of my most vivid dreams) Read more »

[fantasy] Help end this story about my neighbor [f]

So I have this neighbor and she's so damn sexy. She has small perky breasts and dirty blonde hair and is just petite and tight. I see her swimming and I just have to relieve myself of my sexual frustration.

What I want is to make her mine and make her come. I want to pin her down and tear off her clothes. I want to taste her tongue in my mouth and to nibble her neck. I want to trace down to her succulent tits and suck them till she squirms. I want her. So I trace down and kiss her thighs. I can smell her juices from here. I start to flick her clit with my tongue and she screams. I tell her to shut the fuck up because now, she's mine. My tongue licks up all of her sweet juices and her pussy is just so warm. I can't take it. I start rubbing her clit and shove a finger up there. I pull it out and it's covered in her juices. I lick it all off and flip her over and start fucking her on her knees. She can't take it. I take it nice and slow and she screams out in torture. She just wants to cum. I push her down and start licking her asshole. It's wonderful. I spit in and stick a finger in there. She's loose. So I shove my dick up there and pound her hard. I pull out and start fucking her mouth. I pull and out and tell her to spit on her pussy. she does. it's time to begin

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 2) [MF][blkmail]

In actual fact, Arun had got several text messages and together they painted the picture of what Narinda had done. All that Arun needed was a bank statement (no doubt somewhere in her private files in her house) to have the missing piece of evidence he would need for a "good and proper blackmailing".

He needed to get access to Narindra's home again and have a good rummage around. That was the next step…

Luckily he got his chance that weekend when Narindra's older sister was over from America. It was Narindras older sister with the big tits, who had the distracting penchant for not wearing a bra under her nightshirt, VERY distracting seeing those "pokies" over breakfast let me tell you…. Anyway, this meant that his uncles house was full so Narindra kindly offered to let Aruns' family stay at her house. Read more »

Heather and Michael Part One

During my first sexual experience, I was not touched, even kissed.

I found them on Craigslist. My friends and I would browse the Casual Encounters Personals–and the even more amusing Missed Connections–for entertainment, and I kept the pastime when away from my friends.

Under “mw4w”, I found them, seeking a young girl to watch us. Teen but legal or young looking up to 21. I was sixteen, and wanted to know about sex. I wanted to fill the gaps in the sexual education I should have received from my pious parents and their parochial surrogates at school but had instead received from my rebellious older sisters. This, it seemed, was the most dangerous way to go about it, and real, palpable, with the flaws, the scuffle, the messiness and imperfections I was certain were missing from the pornographic films ubiquitous on the internet. Read more »

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 1) [MF]

sorry, forgot additional tags, cannot edit title so posting here:

[anal] [blkmail] [huml] [mast] [oral] [reluc]

Arun had a cousin that he lusted after. She would be in his fantasies quite a bit. He would always imagine doing things in a rough way with her. Not quite raping her, but having her engage in unwilling sex with an element of blackmail in it. It really turned him on to think of grabbing a handful of her lovely thick hair with one hand and stuffing his think, throbbing shaft in her wet, unwilling mouth in the other.

"Uhhh, uh, ugrrghhh Narindra… fucking bitch… I'm gonna cum on your pretty face you dirty slut!" he would groan.

"Urhhhhghh you… fuckkkkkking… biiittttcccchhhhhh!!" he moaned as he unloaded fresh hot cum onto his hand while thinking about her.

Then one day – he got his chance and fantasy became reality! Read more »

Tales of Lust and Magic Extra: Learning a Lesson [MF][FemDom][Oral][Fantasy]

That same night, Farroh had an encounter of his own. After storming off from Getin and the alluring, but despicable whore, he found himself in the Mash Tun. This pub was the antithesis of the one he’d left but it was no matter. Farroh wasn’t looking for company or atmosphere.

He was just looking to get drunk and he succeeded after a short time. He became such a stumbling, aggravated mess the landlady was forced to kick him out. He stumbled home and found the house dark.

“Probably still with that bitch,” he mumbled as he opened the door. A more sober Farroh would have probably noticed the figure sitting in the corner. Unfortunately, drunk Farroh wasn’t aware of much past his own nose. He stumbled towards his bedroom. His shoulder smacked against the door frame and sent him spinning to the floor.

After a few moments he realized he was staring at was the ceiling. As he waited for the room to cease spinning, he decided sleeping on the floor was as good as anywhere. Read more »

“We’re Not Role-Playing”, Part One [MF, BDSM, Control, Intellectual, Foreplay, Oral, Anal]

"We're Not Role-Playing": A Story About 'Submission' Told in Two Parts

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Author's Note:

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I'll keep this brief. What follows is the story of a Man and a Woman* and their . It is as simple as that. Inspiration is credited to the lovely Bosslady24 and the gorgeous pictures on her account. Find her in the comments below if you'd like to see what I imagined when I wrote the character of the Woman.*

"We're Not Roleplaying" will be told in two parts. PM's regarding suggestions for *Part Two are always welcome and if I like your idea, I'll credit you for it in Part Two. Thanks for reading!*

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PROLOGUE: The Light-Switch, .i

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"Do you see the light-switch? Over by the mini-fridge." The Man pointed to the patch of wall-paper next to the hotel-room's TV. The Woman nodded, knowing silence would better express her submission than her words ever could.

The Man sat in the sofa-chair, holding a glass of Gin on the arm-chair and caressing the Woman's head, which rested against knee, with his free hand. Once or twice, the Man's large wedding-ring had caught in her hair, pulling it, but the Woman didn't mind much. She was curled-up around the Man's dress-shoes, arms around his ankles, legs spread out on the carpet. Read more »