Tag: Fantasy

Rachel’s First Time with Daddy [Incest][Trans][MTF]

I was in my office, working on a new project that had taken up much of my free time when I heard drawers slam and then stomping coming from the master suite in the home I shared with my wife of 20 years and our only child, a beautiful daughter.

I rushed down the hall only to be met with my wife, red faced, hair going wild, dragging a huge suitcase. “Honey, what’s going on? Are you ok?” I asked.

“I’m done, so fucking absolutely done! I can’t pretend like we’re a normal family, it’s just sick!” she raged while struggling to descend the large staircase to the first floor. I heard a soft click and saw my daughter peering out of her bedroom door, her silken blonde hair and baby blue eyes filled with tears making my stomach clench for a moment before I hurried down the stairs after my wife.

I caught her by the front door, keys in hand. I grabbed her arms to make her stop for a moment and begged her to just “please tell me what’s going on!” She spit in my face, “our son is a sick pervert and you are too! I can’t enable this behavior any longer, it’s him or me!” Her red rimmed eyes stared defiantly into mine. Read more »

Unrationed Passion

Talk dirty to me, Baby.
My sexual enchanter,
Lead me through debauchery
With the naughtiest of banter.
Let’s have a digital dalliance!
Let’s have a little flirt!
On the whispers of transience.
Oh, what could it hurt?
Pursue me and undo me!
Oh, Sir, I do submit!
Use me and abuse me!
Reveal your filthy wit.
Whisper your secret fires
In the middle of hot nights.
Let me fill your desires
With my lustful delights.
Fingers trace, tease and prod
As we imagine it would be
If we could live out our flawed,
Darkest deeds of lechery.
But hark!, ’tis only a game-
nothing more than a lustful tryst;
Fetishes of flesh with no shame
And fulfilling a passion missed!
Hedonistically we explore;
Thirsty for deep and hungry for
Nearly touching something more
Hidden, lost within our core.
Unfettered corporal carnality
Untamed my capricious salacity.
We sweat with indulgent brutality
In unmatched wanton avidity.
But warn me this:
Between the moans
And through the bliss
And after the groans
After the grunting
We lose our edge;
Our keenness blunting.
Fantasy on precarious ledge!
Oh cursed! La Petite Mort!
Provocatively reaping your tax!
It’s love you cleverly distort
Swaying hearts as we climax.

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part V)

Elena lay peacefully on the patio of their Duran home. The cerulean blue bikini hugged her form as she bathed in the basking glow of the sun’s rays. Her green eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses as a brilliant straw Panama hat provided shade for her face. The mood was tranquil. The waters of the swimming pool was calm and inviting. An array of tropical birds sat amongst the palm trees which ran around the property.

She had always been a fan of nature even back in her native country.

She propped herself up on her elbows against the surface of the deck chair.

It had been several weeks since she had last seen Antonio Geist. She definitely found him attractive, and she would often catch herself thinking about him and the times that they had had sex.

Geist made love to her the way no man had ever done before which such raw power, passion and intensity. He almost instinct my knew how to bring out her inner most desires and he did it with such skill that it drove her wild. Read more »

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part IV)

Allison Lake, better known by her stage name ‘Sora’ was a prominent lounge singer. A beautiful bombshell of a woman, her grandparents had fled from mainland China to the island of Formosa, when the Communists rose to power. Her grandfather was well known throughout Taiwan for his actions leading Nationalist troops in combat against the Imperial Japanese Army during the attempted conquest of East Asia.

Her mother left Taiwan after completing University. Her father was a journalist, a profession which took him around the globe and allowed for him to come across her mother. The two fell in love and they were married. The marriage produced one daughter, Allison.

In her younger years, Sora was very active. She ran track, performed gymnastics and practiced martial arts; but her primary love always was singing. She had always had exceptionally powerful vocals. Her mixed Asian features and sculpted body made her highly sought after among suitors. But behind the beautiful exterior, lay a determined woman of high value who would not hesitate to use her martial arts knowledge to subdue many a horny male who crossed her boundaries.

She began traveling as a lounge singer performing with big band groups before large audiences on the nightclub circuit. Read more »

My hot sister in law and family vacation part 11.a

( this is the final part. I hope you’ve enjoyed it. Any female readers that made it this far, I’d love to see you coment on your favorite parts and if you got off to any of them. Also who would you chose, the expert pussy eater of Sally’s husband or Sandy’s husband with the huge dick? All feedback is welclmed due to the length I had to split the post. 11.a is first then 11.b)

I woke up next to Sally. It was morning and reached around her and pulled her close to me as possible.
I squeezed her tit and held it and said, rise and shine sunshine.
She rolled over and said, wow… I am actually sore. I think she broke my pussy.
I slide my hand down her stomach and reached her opening. It was wet and I could feel the slim for my cum leaking out of her.
I said, doesn’t feel broken to me….
She said, lord last night was intense. I have never even seen some of the stuff we did in porn. For fuck sakes we dp’ed her together. I wore a strapon and owned her ass. Babe, I really understand you obsession with it and the rest of her body. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to fell her from the inside while pounding her like I did. I was dripping just from the sight of that tight ass shaking every time I pushed into her… and God, the way she she tasted…” Read more »

Sleeping With The Enemy (Part II)

“That damn Geist.” Charlie snorted as he slammed his fist against his desk.

The impact of his fist against his desk shuffled a stack of manila folders containing varying degrees of information for the cases he was working. The main case he was pursuing: trying to apprehend Antonio Geist, who was world reknown by his aliases Tony the Ghost and Mr. Specter.

Geist had first come upon Charlie Duran’s radar when Charlie was just at the height of his career as a District Attorney.

According to all of the information which the Bureau had on him which in itself was scarce; was that Antonio Geist had moved around a lot in his life and became involved in international operations involving underworld connections to build a criminal empire. Little to nothing was known about his childhood or background, but what they did have was his arrest record and a long list of pending charges that they were unable to pin on him because of little to no direct evidence leading directly to him.

Duran’s eyes scanned the contents of the folder briefly. Read more »

My Dark Hero: Final Parts [Romantic/Erotica/Fantasy]

**Chapter Thirteen**

**Kincaid**

I woke up to a low hanging sun, blinding me through the window. Amy was next to me, still asleep. I didn’t want to wake her, although I was dying for a cup of coffee. So, I carefully lifted the sheet and rolled away.

But I wouldn’t be getting up for coffee.

My heart stopped as the smell of blood struck my nose. I didn’t move, hoping I was mistaken, only to see the white blanket had changed its color to a dark and soaking red.

Time froze, because I wasn’t ready for what came next. I was simply too scared to turn around. My body started shaking as the thoughts of Amy being gone became more realistic.

“You have to look sometime, Kincaid.” A husky voice said from the corner of the room.

It was Chamberlin.

“Go on. I’ll let you say your goodbyes, because I’m a nice guy. And you tell Jesus that when you get there.”

I had to make sure it was real. I had to turn around. Read more »

My Dark Hero: Part Twelve [Romantic/Erotica/Fantasy]

**Chapter Twelve**

**Amy**

Without much care for my injury, I pushed Kincaid onto his back. Then I slowly mounted him, massaging his cock with my pussy as I got more comfortable. My moist lips rubbing the length of his muscle made it jolt successively every two or three seconds, and I could feel the distinct thumping against my clit.

Only minutes after he went outside to get firewood, a weird feeling rose inside me. It was angry and frustrated. It was so intense it made my stomach turn. And the only way I could think about making it better was to follow Kincaid outside…and fuck him. When he stepped back into the cabin the feeling overwhelmed every logical sense I had.

This is what I thought about as I gripped his enraged muscle and pulled down on the sensitive skin, paying attention to every curve and vein. His shaft was hot against my palm and my fingers barely managed to close around it. That feeling could only be subsided by Kincaid, which he was about to do. Read more »

My Dark Hero: Part Eleven [Romantic/erotica/fantasy]

**Chapter Eleven**

**Kincaid**

I couldn’t think of one person I could talk to without pre-screening my sentences. Every conversation had to be meticulously executed, from the words I said to how I said them. Nobody, at any point, was allowed to doubt that I was a cold-blooded maniac.

Unlike my fellow upper class criminals, I didn’t have an army following me around for protection. I did the grunt work myself, and Frank lightened the load. That’s it. I had many contacts and regular employees, but I always took care of business myself. The fact that I managed to survive so long created a stigma inside my unlawful circles, and it seemed like most of my enemies just eventually stopped trying to kill me.

But with Amy there was no pre-screening. My words were thoughtless and my spirit free. I was by no means tired of staying the phantom people made me out to be, but I ached for Amy’s respect, and love. And I wouldn’t get either with my asshole approach.

In the last few hours I went from being nothing to something, simply because she found some comfort in my arms. For the first time I did something that actually held meaning and purpose. But maybe it was too much, too fast. Read more »

Found you – CNC

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I could tell from how she writes and what she says that she would be the perfect rape victim. She was slutty and disgusting. She was insecure and ready to be used like a whore. It was a chance but I doubted she would call the police or even tell anyone. Her stories were enough to make it look like she wanted it anyway so saying something would just make her look dumb. Once I was intrigued, all I needed to do was find her. I thought it would be harder than it was. I finally found her after a few months, she had a personal tiktok and Instagram, so once I found those it was all uphill. I was surprised she wasn’t severely unattractive. Read more »