Tag: Fantasy

Niceman Black and The Sabbat (Fantasy short story)

Niceman Black must save his wife from the throes of her sickness. To do that, he must go stray into a land that even the strongest and most devout of his village fear: The Forest. But when he ventures into those evil woods, he encounters debauched displays of depravity far beyond his Puritan ken — witches, village hypocrites, demigoddesses, and demons — all abound and entwined. Will he be able to last the night and obtain the cure for his wife, or will his mind succumb to the power of the red woman and her demonic lover?

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I was super horny that night!! [FM]

So I was 19 at the time, and I had a regular fuck buddy, J. J has given me some of the best sex of my life, not only thanks to his large and thick cock, but he knew how to use it. Now, by this point, J had figured out I was a huge slut for anal, and I had told him about my fantasy of CNC anal once, but we never discussed actually setting up a scene.

The night I�m going to talk about, I was super horny. J knew how to fuck my brains out, and I needed it. He was the only guy I had found that would leave full set of teeth marks whenever I would beg him to bite me, the only one that wouldn�t hesitate to hit me if I asked, the only one that wouldn�t ask before pinning me down or tying me up and using me. So I message him, and he shows up at my door half an hour later. Read more »

“Rickie and the Bull”

The place was an old Victorian flat in the heart of the French Quarter. Dark oak walls and ceilings, with expensive furnishings all around. This was a big change from the living environment Rickie was accustomed to. He’d slept outdoors with his group of gutter-punk friends the night prior.

Naked, Rickie stepped into a library off the main hallway. Across the large room, stood an eighteen-by-eighteen foot wall full of shelved books. From top to bottom, stood a rolling ladder on wheels. Two comfortable chairs, with a table, sat on a round expensive throw-rug in the middle of the room. A single small lamp, tassels hanging from the lampshade, dimly lit the library.

On the table, Rickie noticed a square crystal carafe, with a large ball corking the top. Inside the vessel, was what he assumed to be brown liqueur. He went over, hands shaking – pulled the cork loose and turned the square bottle up. After two large gulps, Rickie returned the cork. As he set the carafe back down, his head shook his head violently at the assault from the bourbon. Read more »

A Final Goodbye Before Moving [FM] (long)

[Preface: Long. First time writing one of these stories. If folks like it, maybe I’ll write up some others. To skip to the saucy bits, scroll to *****]

I knew it would be the last time. I (F25) was moving across the country tomorrow. There was excitement for the future but also sadness about what I was leaving behind. Friends, co-workers, and the comfort of the undefined relationship between me and Tristan (M35). We were friends and…lovers I guess you’d say. We had a connection but were both ultimately looking for different things. That didn’t stop us from exploring our relationship from time to time though. Over the course of two years we on and off explored things. He was someone to lean on in intimate moments. He was a good teacher sexually as well. I was a virgin when we met and eventually he was my first (but that’s a story for another day). Read more »

[MF] The second time with the MILF – a fantastic 69 and she came on my face

This is the follow-up of my endeavour with a married MILF that I met at a science conference at my university. You might want to start with the first part. And as with the first part, this is a true story.

Some days went by.

Since our secret date and the fooling around in her car, she had been my masturbation fantasy. Such intense imagination and vivid imagery. That forbidden feeling of her firm, mature boobs. Her hard nipples. Her hand on my cock. And how wet my hand got as she came, and her heavy breathing.

But we had to keep it a secret, and as a one-time-thing. She was married. And she had her career to take care of too.

A week went by … and then I could not resist sending her a short “good to see you last time, and thank you for the conversation”-email. Nothing sexy or even flirty, just a clean, business-like email. But my intention was clear. I wanted more of her. Read more »

One night in Paris (MMF / MM)

First properly long post, hopefully it doesn’t break any rules. True story involves me (M32), my girlfriend Ellie (F29) and our fuckfriend Matt (M35). This all takes place a few years ago so knock those ages down a few years.

My gf and I originally booked a trip to Paris for the two of us. I’d never been to Paris and she hadn’t been since she was a teenager, so we wanted to get away, do a whistle-stop tour of all the highlights and enjoy ourselves over a long weekend.

We’d been mentioning our upcoming trip to Matt and he joked about how he’d always wanted to go to Paris and treat himself to a ménage à trois. What started off as taunting him and gentle fun soon turned to serious discussion about if he wanted to join us. We looked at our flight but couldn’t find any seats and other flights on that day were ridiculously priced which was a bit of a pain, but there was a flight with cheaper tickets the next day and so he booked himself a flight. Read more »

My (F31) Exploration Into Free Use Kink With Stranger (M45)

My first commissioned story since coming back!

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My name is Lea. I am a 31-year-old ginger woman who works as an accountant. Standing at 5’3 I have always been a tiny voice who kept quiet. Now I am a curvy woman, who is not overweight but a little chubby. Many men liked me for my large 36DD breasts that were milky white and sprinkled with freckles across my chest. Even though I was short, my proportions were always extra curvy to make up for it. Being a shy girl, I did not always appreciate the attention it drew out of men so I dressed like a librarian or teacher. Always a modest lady.

After my 30th birthday, I began to feel like the fun years of being adventurous had passed me by. I was single with no children after spending my 20’s being too shy to get close with any man for too long. Over the years I only had a handful of relationships that lasted long-term. Most of the time we lost interest in each other after a couple of months. I had always been a shy girl and hoped I would have grown out of it as an adult. Unfortunately, I did not. Read more »

Happiest Ending Ever with my Milf Masseuse [MF]

Do you remember when you saw for the first time, the most beautiful woman you ever would see? The one that made both time and you stop, and the one that you would forever compare all other women to? I do. I was 18. Naturally.

At the height of raging hormones and horniness. I had spent the day with my Dad, going about his new town as we searched for cheap furniture to furnish his new place with. Naturally, we hit up craigslist. It was a fun, summer day, great bonding before I left for college.

The first worthy post was from a masseuse office literally a block away, showcasing a nice green loveseat that my dad still owns to this day.

The loveseat didn’t look too heavy, so Pop and me popped down. I had headphones in, I was just along for the ride, dwindling behind my dad as we waited after knocking on the door. Then it swung open; and I saw her for the first time. Read more »

Dominated in the office [m/f] [rough] [public] [masturbation/toys] (Part 1)

Laura had gotten a job at a busy worklace. It was an office job, sitting in an office all day, The building had multiple levels, three overground, one under. Down there was an archive, old files collecting dust and a few desks that could be worked at.

She worked in a small office that was meant for two people, therefore there were two desks. The room was lit up by one window, it was quite big, taking up almost half of the wall. Her office was situated along a long hallway, on the second story of the building, which meant that part of the building was relatively busy. People working obove and under her would take the stairs u or down to get to other parts of the buildings.

She would always hear people walking close to her office, the walls were thin and the doors were almost always kept open.

Sitting in an office all day, alone, wasn’t quite her fantasy of a career, but she just needed the job to earn some money to afford her rent. Read more »