Tag: Fantasy

One of my hard limits is a very common fantasy [FM]

This is going to be purely comical btw. I’ve been getting too deep lately and working on a couple of stories that get rough.

*Btw, if this is your kink, you get no shame or judgement from me. It’s just not personally my thing.*

So I get real weird in bed. Although I have hard limits, it’s actually been pretty rare a partner has suggested something I wasn’t down for.

Except this one thing…

The first dude I ever fucked once asked if he could spank me. I was all about it. I would soon learn I love getting spanked. He full on bent me over his knee (*hot*) and fondled my ass for a solid minute before he just reared his hand back and went for it. I was so fucking turned on. He asked me if I liked it and I said absolutely.

“Then say thank you, daddy.”

*Oh. Um…*

This was before I understood I could set boundaries and went to too great of lengths to please. So I awkwardly stumbled into possibly the least sexy sentence I have ever uttered during sex, “Oh ok, thanks dad.” Read more »

[MF] On display on a Manhattan rooftop

Quick intro note: I’m a handsome, vaguely articulate, well-educated, married and generally successful 39 year-old, pervert. I have a long history of dirtiness, and there’s something about the year and a half of basic confinement that has had me reminiscing about my past and some of my hottest experiences. I’ve decided I’m going to start chronicling them here, to keep them from disappearing altogether. Let me know if they’re enjoyable and feel free to say hello. I like penpals.

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Caroline and I met, very briefly, smoking a cigarette outside of a bar on Bleecker Street. She was on her way out, I was on my way in, and she asked for a cigarette. She was tall, blonde, and truly beautiful, in a way that was immediately intimidating. I’d imagine that she could count on a single hand the number of times she hadn’t been the prettiest person in any given room. You might expect a person like that to be entitled, bitchy, and cold. And in this case, you’d be right. Read more »

Boss and Secretary Fantasy, Part I

Upon request from a very special follower of mine, here’s my first stab at writing erotica from a male perspective: a little office sex fantasy to brighten up the workweek!

So tonight is the night before the proverbial big deal is to close. Tomorrow morning the head guy on the sell side, and I,and all of our various lieutenants and flunkies will be sitting on opposite sides of the large oak boardroom table, having a metaphorical dick measuring contest, as some have taken to calling it, to see who gets the better end of this deal. Millions are st stake and tensions are high, but this…

THIS is what I live for: modern day single combat against a worthy adversary

Well, that and other things…

I’m hunched over my desk, brow furrowed as I pore over piles of documents and financial esoterica, probing for any potential weakness in tomorrow’s strategy.

All of the clock-watchers have gone home, and The office is dimly lit, save for my desk lamp and, hundreds of feet below us, the red and white river of late-night traffic visible on the highway outside my floor to ceiling window Read more »

Hannah’s Second Evolution Chapter 3 [MFM]

The next night, Hannah and I talked at our usual time, 10:00 PM. We caught up on the day and then Hannah went a bit silent.

“What’s up, you are pretty quiet tonight.”

“Well to be honest with you, last night was a bit much for me.”

“Really?” I asked. “You told me about the time you performed at your ex-boyfriend’s bachelor party, that was much wilder than what happened last night.”

“Sure, but this is different. The bachelor party happened years ago when I was young and stupid. I also felt comfortable that Chris and George would look out for me, and if anything bad happened, they would protect me. I was totally vulnerable last night with Harold, that guy from downstairs. And well, the biggest difference is that during the bachelor party, I was single and now, well, I love you and I’m sorry, I didn’t want to betray you.”

I cut her off and said, “Babe, stop. I love you. You didn’t betray me one bit. I encouraged you last night. I talked you through everything. If anyone is at fault it’s me. I’m sorry I put you in that situation. I honestly thought you would enjoy it. Honestly, I enjoyed it, but I get that you were at risk and I know you have to maintain a professional reputation. Please don’t be mad at me.” Read more »

Online Chastity – Parts 1-3

*Hi. I’m Fict. This is an ongoing story that I have been posting to* [FetLife](https://fetlife.com/users/14389103) *and Reddit. If you enjoy it and want to find out what happens next, follow my page here for updates or come say hello on FetLife. Hearing from people who enjoy the story is really what has kept me motivated to keep writing, so don’t be shy. It truly means a lot.*

**Online Chastity** *explores (or will explore in future parts) the fun and peril of meeting a partner online, phone app controlled chastity, D/s (F/m), latex catsuits, bondage, punishment & reward, and perhaps even falling in love in a kinky world. It won’t be for everyone, but remember that it is a work of fiction, and as such, is meant to be enjoyed from the safety of your mind. Together, we will explore fantasies that may not be suitable for the real world. The chastity device talked about in this story is, however, real and under no circumstances should anyone give control of a device like this to someone they don’t fully trust. In here, allow your imagination to run wild. Out there, be safe and consensual. Always.*

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Send me a DM to help me help you build your ever-evolving master fantasy.

I’ve found a lot of pleasure asking questions to people who have erotic fantasy story ideas. I want more people who I can send questions to, to help them build their own erotic fantasy story; which is something that can be build over time, and it might provide you with something that you’ve never experienced before; which is the goal. Try me!

I got my ass eaten on the backseat by my best friend [FM]

Back in the day I used to hangout a lot with a friend that had a crush on me and I knew, but since he was not really my type and didn’t make any move I never considered him, he always got me stuff and shit like that, kinda simped for me .

Long story short, after I broke up with my bf at the time I was hanging out with my friend, I was feeling kinda sad and a bit needy, the talk started with me crying, then I complaining about him being a douche and ended up in me talking about my sexuality with him and how I would do anything he liked, but he wouldn’t do any of the things I wanted, of course my friend was “shocked” and told me how “he would never deny any request”, he was obviously trying to seem pretty sympathetic, but I knew he really wanted to get into my pants, and I really needed it, thats why I pushed the conversation this way, after a couple more stories of my dissatisfied sexual relaions with my ex I told him a fantasy of mine was getting my ass eaten, after some more talk he “valiantly” offered himself to be the one that would “humbly help me fulfill my sexual fantasy that my evil ex had denied me”, to this day I still crack up just remembering this story, how he tried to come across as sympathetic and caring, when in reality he just wanted to get put his hands on me, however that time was exactly what I needed. Read more »

Fucking Awesome Cruise [MF] [MFF] [FMMM] [Orgy FFFFFFFMMMMM]

The 1990 Sydney to Hobart yacht race was memorable for a number of reasons. Rothmans took line honours only to be stripped for breaching advertising rules and I got to experience my first orgy aged only 19.

A mate of mine from university knew people connected with one of the boats in the race. He’d grown up around boats, was a few years older than me, and had gotten himself a gig crewing one of the yachts on its return to home port following the race. He got to choose his crew for the homeward voyage. 

We decided we wanted to be in Hobart for the end of the race to take part in the post race festivities and after the resupply repair and refuel set off for home port on or just after New Years Day. 

My mate, Mitch, had plenty of ocean sailing experience and the boat could be crewed by 5 fairly readily. The boat would accommodate 10 comfortably and had safety gear enough for 14 so with the crew of 5 decided (including me; I had no deep water sailing but plenty of time inshore) Mitch decided that it would be good to spend our time in Hobart looking for appropriate ancillary crew to accompany us back up the coast.  Read more »

My First Girl on Girl Encounter!

I arrived at Amy’s wearing a barely-there bikini, turquoise. The top lifts my breasts to a position that makes my Bs look like Cs. The bottoms are made of practically nothing, forming a nice little V just above my ass and promptly disappearing. A piece of fabric barely larger than a post-it note covers my nether regions.

I’m sure if I bend over, the boys, and girls can get a little peak if they wish. It’s my go-to swimsuit for parties, especially if I want a little nighttime after-party action. And I usually do. Under my bikini was a short little sundress, hitting me well above mid-thigh, of a slightly darker color. Teal. It was sheer in spots, almost see-through, perfect for going over a swimsuit.

Chris greeted me at the door. He is Amy’s boyfriend, and it was his birthday. I’ve been crushing on Chris ever since he started dating my best friend. He hugged me at the door, pulling me into him, his bare chest pressed against me; insta-turn-on. He is off-limits, he’s my best friend’s boyfriend, but that doesn’t mean that I haven’t fantasized about him. It doesn’t mean that I haven’t stared at my ceiling while fucking myself with a vibrating dildo and climaxing to the thought of him moving in and out of me. Read more »

[MF] During the pandemic I (45M)divorced my wife, married a stripper, and had a child with her

Yeah, it’s been a rollercoaster. My wife and I split up in early ‘20, it had been coming for a while and we both knew it wouldn’t survive lockdown. I started hanging out with my friend from the gym, a gorgeous, whip-smart (engineering degree!) tattoo-covered stripper with an absolutely obscene body—skinny waist, round ass, huge DDD tits. That’s when I learned her casualwear was ridiculously slutty, just this side of nude.

My dick was hard non-stop hanging out with her and she thought I was cute so pretty soon we went from watching movies to fucking. We filled a lot of Covid time with my cock balls deep inside her. After decades of married, vanilla intercourse I had my own personal porn star. I discovered the joys of rough, noisy sex, anal penetration, tittyfucking, and getting throated so deep my balls were slapping her chin.

After a few months she moved in and when we installed a stripper pole in the living room (visible through the window) and she started sunbathing nude on the (shared) roof of my condo we became the main gossip item in my neighborhood. Guys looked at me in awe, their wives with daggers in their eyes. We were having such a non-stop blast that at the beginning of 2021 we decided to get married. Held the wedding in the roof—a middle aged Joe with a beer gut and a pierced, inked, big-titted sex fantasy. Read more »