Fantasy Archives — Page 480 of 1135 — NSFW story

Kidnapped and held as a sex slave, based on a childhood fantasy I played too many times in my head. Dm me if u wanna hear me read this out loud.

It all started the day he laid eyes on me. It must have been love at first sight. After that he decided he had to have me. Not in the normal way. He had to possess me fully. He somehow found out where I live and started following me around, either with men he hired or he would stalk me himself if he had the time. When the house was empty one weekend, he broke in and installed hidden cameras throughout the house. This must have gone on for months; how else did he know I would be home alone that one fateful night.

When he broke in, he had one of his men immediately grab me and handcuff me. I was so caught off guard I hardly had time to fight back. They took me upstairs to my bedroom so he could be alone with me first. The man holding me handcuffed me to my white twin bed frame, while another man injected me with something in my neck. Then they left us alone. This is where things began to get fuzzy. I was so scared and confused. I don’t know what I was injected with but it was some sort of sedative. He just sat there staring at me, almost like he was waiting for the sedative to take effect. Then he took off his ski mask, and it took me a minute to recognize who he was. Was that……Ashton Kutcher? I became frozen. Why would Ashton Kutcher be breaking into my house? Finally after what seemed like forever, he spoke. Read more »

A Friendly Visit [MFM][OC]

“Hi Love, just wanted to remind you that Joe will be staying with us for a couple nights this weekend,” read the text that I sent to my wife, Amber. Her reply, “Oh yes, I remembered and I know you’re looking forward to it.” I was indeed looking forward to it, but I suspected Amber was also looking forward to it more than she was letting on.

Joe was in the process of moving from Ohio to Florida and I had offered him the guest room in our North Carolina home as a layover point. Joe and I were lifelong friends that met in High School and continued our friendship to the present; we’re in our 40’s now.

Amber had met Joe several times and always enjoyed his company and engaging in conversation with him. The two of them were in the same profession and were never short of topics to discuss. Of course that also afforded them time to enjoy stealing longer gazes of each other; fueling the naughtier thoughts I suspected both of them were having. Read more »

Baby Steps, Shay. [FxF , Toys]

It’s black. Pitch black. The nearby chatter of passerby’s linger in the background. Other than that- dead silent. The air is thick and heavy. Another usual 80 degree night.
Blindfolded, in the backseat of her car, I’m in the driveway waiting for Shay to return from her house. She said she wanted to try something different so here we are. I’m waiting on her to “mentally prepare”.
I hear the front door open and close and the pitter patter of her small feet making way to the car. She slides in the back seat and pulls up my dress.
Ooh straight to business, I think to myself. Well this was different. The vibe thick but intoxicating, I dont know what to expect.
Sticking a small vibrator up my pussy, I hear her click the power button on the vibrator remote. Immediately my body convulses and I let out a small yelp. Powerful little bitch. Shay grabs my hands and I feel a belt tie around my wrists.
*click*
The vibration increases. My pussy jumps and clenches onto the toy. I’m getting so turned on I’m leaking onto the seat.
She knots a suit tie around my throat and wraps it around her hand for leverage. Pulling on the tie, she yanks my entire upper body toward her. Biting my lip, I smirk. I know she catches it because I feel her smiling too.
I can feel her breathing on my neck. Her eyes analyzing and her mouth swallowing every bit of me. I’m starting to get ansy. Rubbing my thighs together, my breathing speeds up. My pussy is throbbing and I’m sitting in a puddle of my own juices. I start rotating my hips with the vibration of the toy and feel myself sinking into the car seat.
Just as I sink into the seat, my body snaps up as Shay pulls on the tie. She wants my full attention and she means it.
The silence that’s lingering is deadly.
We haven’t said a word to each other since she got in the car.
But the lust is shooting through the roof. And I feel the adrenaline building up on both ends. Her hands shaking just as much as this toy is inside me.
I’m about to cum.
*Click*
The vibrations stop.
My orgasm sitting on edge; Shay giggles to break the obvious tension, leaving me weeping for more.
With my hands still tied she guides them both slowly to her breasts.
My breathing stops.
The background chatter stops.
Everything stops.
My heart is racing.
I fall into her and just embrace the touch.
She’s perfect. Just as I imagined. Her body outlining every aspect of euphoria.
Wow.
I let out a deep sigh.
*click* the vibrator speed up.
My thighs are on fire. My entire body burning and aching with desire for her to touch me and I, her. We’ve never been this “disconnected” even with her being a touch me not. She’s almost strictly been using the toy and while I don’t get to feel her often, I’m craving her touch more now that I’ve gotten a taste.
My thoughts are traveling.
Shay turns the vibrator back on low and uses my hands to caress her breasts one at a time, tightly pinching her nipples along the way.
Fuck.
“Please” I plead.
“Shhh” She presses her lips against mine and rests them there. Breathing into my mouth she pulls on the tie and I feel her mouth go up into a small grin.
I just want to see her. I want to experience her fully. I want to put the look and the feel together. I want to fulfill every fantasy she never knew she had. I want her to let me cradle every nook and cranny she hates.
“Please” I whimper as the goosebumps arise on my body
She knows I want to see.
Shay removes my blindfold and instantly a waterfall appears from in between my legs. I let out a long moan and my body stiffens. Gripping her breasts, my eyes roll back and I sink into the seat.
She turns off the vibrator.
I can’t help but to explore her. Using my hands to cup her breasts, I indulge in the moment.
I’ve never seen her so flushed. So … vulnerable.
I take my hand from her chest and trace down her firm stomach. She flinches, but allows me to continue.
I touch the top of her pubic bone and trace out a heart.
We sit in silence for the next 10 minutes before heading into her home to shower.
Shay showers alone, but later comes out and holds my hand.
As I fix my mouth to speak she hushes me and places our hands on her thigh.
Silently, I nod and let my mind wander as always.
This was the beginning. And little did I know I was about to unleash a goddamn demon.

[MF] Letting my (36M) neighbor’s daughter (19F) use our pool

So I’m gonna warm you upfront that this doesn’t end in sex, just a whole lot of lust.

Ever since they moved in next door last year she’s caught my eye—fit, blonde, perky, with an adorable babyface and a stellar rack. I used to leave for work at about the same time she left for school; if the time ig was right she’d give me a little wave and a “Hey, Mr. […]!” She was a high school cheerleader her senior year, and seeing her on game days bouncing out the door in her little cheerleading outfit was a treat for the eyes, not to mention high-octane fantasy fuel.

She started college this year (in-state) but has mainly been doing it from home due to Covid. I feel for her, but I’m not complaining, as it means the daily sight of her ass bobbing past the window around in her tight little exercise outfit, jogging around the neighborhood. I’m sure I’m not the only guy who could tell the time by her exercise schedule. Read more »

A Daughter Is Her Mother’s [FF/Lesbian/Incest]

This is a work of fiction but it’s based off my own personal fantasy.

It’s true, isn’t it? We’re literally the physical manifestation of half their DNA. We depend on them for survival from birth, use their bodies to sustain ourselves until we can sustain ourselves. And who teaches us to do so?

Mothers are so much more than the name implies. They create, nurture, protect and mentor us.

Out of love? Maybe. But why do they love us? Because we’re theirs.

Their flesh and blood.

Hopes, dreams and fear.

And they are ours.

Our first friend, first teacher, first line of defense, and the list goes on.

It doesn’t end when we leave the womb. Not when we’re weaned off their breasts. Not even when we start forming friendships and relationships, building skills and growing into ourselves. We’re tied together for life. Their love for us never ends and we don’t know how fortunate we are for that.

That is the reason why their advice needs to be taken. How can you be sure your academic advisors, political leaders, even your friends or lesser relatives, have your best interests in mind? Read more »

It all started with a dream… [FF] [Incest-SS] [Twins] [Intimate] [Squirting] [Long]

*This is my first ever erotica, so I hope this doesn’t die. Enjoy*

When I realized I was a lesbian, my fraternal twin sister Allie was the first person I told. Although our faces were different, she and I still grew up together. Told each other every secret, shared every drop of gossip, talked about guys. When I told her about my feelings towards women as of late, she didn’t judge. She didn’t shame me or make me feel embarrassed. She simply gave me a hug and said “nothing has changed between us, okay?”

Hearing those words, a wave of relief swept over my body. My pounding heart was put to rest and I knew it was gonna be okay. My parents accepted it well too. They embraced me, and gave me the reassurance that they still loved me no matter what.

That was two years ago. Our 18th birthday was last week.

However, my relationship with Allie only made my experience a little more awkward. Because she made an appearance in my dream last night, and I wasn’t sure how I thought about it. Read more »

Chasing The Horizon #1 (M/F)

The day began easy enough with its normal routine… her favorite part of the morning is the quiet time she has to get ready whilst she thinks about him wondering if he will find her attire pleasing today. She fluctuates between prim and proper in skirts and dresses, and casual dress in jeans, boots, and a variety of tops. Her desire to please him hinges on hearing those two wonderful words, “good girl.” Her heart flutters with glee when he utters those tantalizing words that bring a warm smile to his face that reflect the true feelings in his heart. Her momma once told her, “never trust a person that doesn’t smile with their eyes.” So, she waits for just that moment when his smile creases at the crow’s feet of his eyes, and then she knows he is truly and sincerely pleased with her. Read more »

[MF] My current FWB is engaged but its the best sex I’ve ever had and we don’t plan to stop

This one is a bit longer. Some background… “Julie” and I met at work around 5 years back. We always had a thing for each other but didn’t act on it because she was in a long term relationship with her boyfriend. But the spark was there. According to her, he was unfaithful but she could never prove it and just decided to stay with him. One night I went out with her and some friends (bf not included) and we ended up drinking a lot. I invited her back to my apartment afterward and we ended up having some very enjoyable drunk sex, but it never went further than that night. We would still see each other at work until she left for a new job some months later.

Fast forward to a few months ago. She now has a 2-ish year old kid with the same guy and they have been engaged for a couple years. According to her there is barely any sex in the relationship now. I don’t know why they’re engaged because it doesn’t seem to be a good relationship and they’ve made no plans to have an actual wedding and get married, but whatever. We’ve kept in contact and send snapchats here and there. Every once in awhile I get a nude from her. We always relished meeting up again but it never seemed to work because it’d be too difficult to find a sitter for her son and the excuse to go somewhere that isn’t her job during quarantine. Being together again was just a fantasy. Read more »