A curtain for my fantasies. [MF] [Exhibitionist & Voyeur] [Teasing] [Masturbation] [Couple sex] [squirting]

Before I start, just a few words.

This is my first erotic story, so please excuse me for any grammatical errors (English is not my native language).

So I welcome any criticism, or advice, to the text so that I can correct myself in the future for any new story.

This is just a little fantasy of mine that I had for quite some time and I never tried to write it down, so it’s the time.

Hope you will enjoy it.

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I imagine myself in a large bright room. Sitting in a heavy leather
chair. In front of me a white curtain. Suddenly a nice girl enters the
room. I’ve known this girl and we’ve known each other for years, since
school. Well, this girl is the one I’ve always dreamed of fucking
intensely, unfortunately she has always enjoyed just teasing me,
sometimes with photos and rarely just telling me about her sexual
adventures about her, so ruthless. Oh how many times I have maturbated thinking of her naked body.

[MF] Putting a stuck-up little rich girl in her place.

“Be quiet,” Olivia grunted, struggling against her restraints, her eighteen-year-old ass wiggling deliciously before me. “Or my dad will hear.”

I grabbed her hard by her dirty blonde hair, forcing her head back, arching her back. In the mirror across the room, I saw a look of pained ecstasy on her young face as her pert tits thrust forward. I slid a hand between her ass cheeks, my fingers covered in lube, as I teased her open. She bit her lip.

“You don’t tell me what to do anymore,” I growled in her ear. “You keep your mouth shut, or I’ll shut it for you.”

She nodded hurriedly, her mouth opening in a wide, silent moan of pain and pleasure as I began to slide into her ass.

“Yes, Sir…” she whispered, barely audible. The New York City skyline glittered in the distance from her bedroom window as I embedded myself up to the hilt in her tightness. A single tear slid out of the corner of her eye, running over her Tiffany necklace—the only thing she wore—before dissipating on the pink tip of her flushed breast.

The girl in the yellow dress [MF]

She’d always been a bit quieter than her friends, often preferring her own thoughts to idle conversation. Her imagination was vivid. She’d conjure up intricate fantasies to pass time. Living in a small town, she could never really experiment with guys. People talked too much. She didn’t want to feel ashamed of her desires, if they were to get out.

She’d find solace under the covers. Laying down early at night, the silky sheets against her skin, as she allowed her mind to run free. Her hands would slowly explore her body, running her delicate fingers on her neck and collarbone, working her way down ever so slowly. She’d let some of the darkness overcome her, wanting to give herself to some unknown figure. Taking all he wanted. She felt her sweet little folds start to get wetter, after the first imagined touch on her skin. Needing his large hands to take control, as she felt giddy and nervous, unsure of what’s to come, but knowing she’d do all she could to please. Hours would pass, as she would enslave herself to fulfilling the desires of this unknown man. She wordlessly promised him her body, knowing she was all his. And then, after several climatic moments, she’d adjust and be back to her usual self, swept up in thoughts of her tedious life.

Vanna at Parrot Island [F][Fantasy][Non-con][Plants]

The sky was wide, without a single cloud to mark the vast blue expanse. Vanna resented it. The sun hung in it low and heavy; a seething ball that held her in its’ death-grip gaze. She pulled at heavy oaken oars with worn arms, dipping them deep into the mirror-still surface. She’d repeated these same motions over days now, and they taken a harsh toll on even her well built musculature. *What a cruel joke*, she thought, to be surrounded by water and dying of thirst. But she had sailed the sea before, and knew well the dangers in drinking from it. Instead, the sea mocked her, the glistening pane of blue unbroken in the windless day, reflecting the sun’s torturous visage from below so she was afforded no shelter from it. Still she dipped her oars deep into it. She bent low her bronzed shoulders, marked with lash-scars. Her strength had faded long ago, but she knew every moment spent resting was simply a moment spent dying.

[MF] no condom

I had been in a long term relationship for a few years and we had mutually decided to break up. She was ultra Christian and we never had sex and I was starved for that feeling. I talked to friends and everyone told me to get on tinder. It was pretty new at that time so I thought I’d give it a try. I had gone out with a few woman at this point when I matched with “Kiera”. We chatted over the app for a bit and switched numbers. It was awful. Every time we were supposed to meet something came up. I almost gave up. Long story short, my buddy told me to give her one more shot. I said screw it and just asked if she wanted to come over to my house. Kiera agreed but seemed a little reluctant, she was defiantly nervous.

[M] Gf secretly loves gangbangs

Earlier this week I had a gangbang obsession for some reason. I had watched a couple of videos and loved it and I got turned on by the idea that the girls in the video would be my gf. But my girl has never mentioned gangbangs, she’s still exploring her own kinks and I don’t think gangbang is coming into her mind anytime soon.

So that night when we got all cuddled up and naked in bed making out and touching eachother, I said “ hey baby want me to tell you what’s going to happen to you in my fantasy”. She said “ yes daddy tell me”. At this point she was lost in lust from the fingering so I spread her legs and slid in to the point where my head was next to her ear. I started off very slow with gentle thrusts and thought to myself that this would be the perfect time to see how freaky she is.

Tied My Neighbor Up and Rode Him Hard! [FM]

I have the best neighbors. One in particular, who I�ll call �A�, and I have had a wonderful thing going for a while now; he comes over and fucks my brains out during the day when we both should be working. We�re both quite kinky and, like good sluts, open to trying anything to get off.

A few weeks ago we were sending some slutty texts back and forth when �A� mentioned how he wanted to tie me up, and use me as his fucktoy. He also really wanted to be tied up and give complete control to me, his favorite greedy cumslut. I�m all about making fantasy reality so I bought some under the bed restraints, set them up, and invited him over.

We like to play a game where he comes inside the house while I�m watching porn, playing with my pussy. He loves not knowing what he�s going to find when he comes downstairs. This time I dressed the part of a dominant slut; black crotchless fishnets, black satin panties, and lacy black sheer crop top. When he came down stairs I was on the couch, legs open, hand in my panties working my clit. I stood up, said hi, kissed him, and told him to take out his cock. After taking him in my mouth for a second or two I led him to my �playroom.� It�s a small bedroom off the basement with LED lights, a bed, sexy art, and all the toys you could want or need.

Finding out my boyfriend�s friend shares my rape fantasy! [FM]

The usual suspects and myself got together for one of our virtual game nights about a week ago. One friend suggested we wear �fancy� clothing, which I decided to interpret as underwear and a netted leather skirt in the style of a caged hoop skirt. This was as much a practical consideration as one designed to tempt, as I refuse to allow dry-clean-only gowns to come between me and my love of guacamole.

I was up to my usual shenanigans when the female friend I enjoy needling sputtered indignantly at losing a game. When I teased that she secretly enjoys having a reason to faux-rage, she denied it. Of course, my high brain retorted, �that�s not what you�ll be saying at the end of the night.�

While my joke sailed over everyone else�s head, one of my boyfriend�s friends caught on and said, �that�s hot.� Naturally, I was intrigued and couldn�t resist pushing the envelope. Later in the evening when I alluded to my rape fantasy again he said, �I can play by those rules,� which only served to inflame my overactive imagination.

[F] Do you ever watch blowjob porn and get jealous of the guy?

I’m looking for a guy who watches lots of blowjob porn and feels jealous that he doesn’t get blowjobs like that. I like the guy just relaxing on the bed, not having to do any work and just enjoying the pleasure of a blowjob. This isn’t a prompt for role play. I’m just looking to chat. It’s a fantasy of mine to find a guy who’s really jealous at porn guys for getting to lay there, not having to do any work and getting blowjobs til they cum, and then giving that to a guy who is desperate for it. I much prefer Reddit chat to DMs, and will respond quicker there. Looking forward to hearing from you.

Daddy//DOLL (MF, MFf, Ff, cnc, cuckquean, bdsm, pet play, humiliation, cheating)

Hi friends!

Thanks for taking a look at my story. Enjoy! Or don’t! But let me know either way.

Based loosely on personal experiences, but I can’t help but have horror blend in to my smut, so coming chapters may incorporate mild spooky or supernatural elements.

– u/TheShiniestunicorn <3

Posted elsewhere as “Help! I think my hot coworker is going to ruin my marriage!” for the clickbait.

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Chapter 1

Now I’ve always had a bit of a flirty friendship with Cookie. She’s cute and we’ve known each other for a few years now. We met at work and we probably could have dated if either of us had been single. I was the head chef and she was my front of house counterpart. Dolly knew about my entirely platonic work girlfriend and really it was innocent enough anyway. She even trusted me to hang out with Cookie, though she clearly seethed with jealousy the few times I did. She confronted me one evening, after the second time I hung out with Cookie after work. We had a beer together and I was home a little late. Okay a lot late, it was like 2 am.