Tag: Fantasy

The Extra “Touch” of Customer Service.

My wife and I were excited when mexico reopened their borders right in time for our 10th anniversary. Last minute we were able to find an all inclusive vacation package to Cancun for the week of our anniversary. With a little work we found a place for the kids to stay and we were bags packed and on a flight to a tropical paradise which promised a lot of sun, alcohol and hopefully some frivolity and a fuck ton of sex.

We kicked it off early, as we both got each other off on the plane under a blanket. I knew things may be different on this trip. My wife who usually is pretty modest was very conspicuous in her maturbatory movements on my cock. Drawing the attention of the woman across the aisle. She watched without watching, using her peripheral view. My wife at one point pulled up so fast that the blanket rose exposing my rock hard cock. The lady couldn’t help but look and as she watched, I blew my load all over my wife’s hand. Read more »

Taylor’s Journey through Space, Chapter 6 [MMF] [Fiction]

They emerged from the shuttle the next morning, each going to their jobs automatically, nothing being said about the events of the night before. They have work to do. It was an assignment to complete until they were rescued. Ivan had no doubt that eventually they would be rescued. He just hoped it was soon. Taylor was a little thing and his own sex drive, strong at the best of times, seemed to have taken a surprising leap. And Mike wasn’t in much better shape. He was terribly afraid she wasn’t strong enough to take their hungry needs, and he’d be damned if he would see her hurt.

Nothing could ease the memory of watching his friend piercing Taylor’s tight little butt. Seeing his erection drawing back, sinking inside her had nearly had Ivan coming from that sight alone. Seeing Taylor lost in the haze of sensations that the act caused had been even better. Read more »

[m]y written fantasy for a lady friend

Whilst on a recent business trip to Bismarck Amber stayed in a nice, small but clean and friendly hotel with the most friendly and pleasant of staff, after arriving quite late the night before, she got up for an early breakfast as she had a couple of meetings that day before returning to her husband in Beulah, after breakfast Amber went back to her room to take a shower before heading off for the day, about 10 minutes into her journey She suddenly remembered that her laptop was still in the hotel room so had to turn round and go back to the hotel,

Upon Amber’s return she took the lift to the second floor and walked down the corridor to her room but halfway down the corridor she noticed that her door was slightly open which startled her to say the least as she knew full well that she had closed the door properly before leaving, she stood outside the door for a moment to see if She could hear movement inside! But there was no sounds at all, After a moment or two Amber cautiously opened the door very quietly and to her surprise there was this young man lying on her bed sniffing her panties, Read more »

Texas Stewardess Acts Out Her Public Masturbation Fantasy at a Florida Amateur Strip Contest [FM][exhibitionism][masturbation][public orgasm][flight attendant]

[**THE ORIGINAL STORY – WITH SLIGHTLY MORE CONTENT – IS HERE ON IMGUR WITH TWO BACKSTAGE LINGERIE PICS**](https://imgur.com/jopMxvR) **(NSFW)**

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I am a proud Texas Latina and a flight attendant for a major US airline, but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am also an admitted exhibitionist, addicted really. Being watched while masturbating is a sexual fantasy and exhibitionist passion that began for me in my early teens although I’ve actually been an exhibitionist all my life.

As a child, my parents could not keep clothes on me. When I got off the school bus, I’d run up the long drive of our Texas Hill Country ranch, go straight to my bedroom and change out of my clothes, period! Flip Flops were the extent of my after school attire. It was innocent then but that changed after puberty kicked in when my exhibitionism became sexualized.

When I got my dream job as a flight attendant, and after gaining the courage to act on my fantasies, I took advantage of my layovers by first masturbating for male flight attendants and pilots on my crew to whom I revealed my exhibitionist fantasy. Read more »

[FM] Fucking his friend again

Writing these stories turns me on. That’s the only reason I write them. I’m glad you all find them to be a turn on, but I’m more interested in how wet I get when I write them. I came *so* much after writing the last story, so heres another one about Troy.

For reference, Troy was a friend of a guy I dated for a short period of time. Devaughan, the guy I was dating, gave me the okay to fuck Troy, though I assume he was more hoping for a threesome. The threesome never happened, and Devaughan and I didn’t last, but I liked fucking Troy.

Troy was sweet. At 40 he was 14 years older than I was. Had a steady job, his own place and his own car. He did have a kid, but was very involved in that kids life. Not the kind of guy I would think twice about to be honest. Read more »

Science [M/F][medical(?) kink]

I’m trying not to glance down as she leans forward to slide the glasses onto my face. It’s not easy, because both her blouse and her white lab coat seem to be lacking some important buttons at the top, and she’s got way more soft, carmel-colored cleavage than could be contained by her neckline, even if it had those missing buttons. I catch a whiff of her perfume and do my best to retain my composure.

“There you go, Mr. Hollis. How do those fit? Not too tight?” There’s no mistaking the twinkle in her dark eyes as she asks.

“Just great.”

“Well if you need another fitting after you’ve worn them a while, or any other kind of adjustment” – and with this her smile becomes just a bit wider – “you can come back any time. OK?”

“Sure. Thanks for your help.”

Her smile is all sweetness now. “My pleasure.”

I take the bag with the glasses case and cleaning cloths and turn to leave. Haley, who’s been waiting on the couch near the entrance stands up and slides her arm through mine as we walk together out into the mall. Read more »

My roommate [M] found me [F] playing with my vibrator

As a fairly horny girl, I have found myself engaging in ~me time~ in all sorts of places around my apartment. On the particular day of this particular story, my roommate had left for the day to hit up a coffee shop and study. I had zero plans that day other than taking advantage of having the apartment to myself. That’s how I ended up on the couch with my favorite vibrator.

Sometimes I’ll read a few stories from this sub or watch a little pornhub, but my thoughts found their way to my roommate whose absence had given me the ability to play out in the open that day. I was thinking about how good he’d looked that morning when he was making himself breakfast and getting everything he needed into his backpack. I’d been sitting at the island in the kitchen, drinking coffee and silently watching his long fingers while he made his breakfast and waiting for a glimpse of the sliver of skin that would show under his shirt any time he reached for something up in a cabinet. Read more »

Tarot Dance, chapter 1 [TG] [NB] [erotic fantasy adventure] [TG-solo] [Body transformation]

Riley sits cross-legged on the fertile dirt and adjusts the straw hat on their head and to keep the sun out of their face. *It’s too hot a day for this*, they think, sweating into their jeans and shifting uncomfortably in their white shirt. They take a deep breath, humid air surging into their lungs, and hold it for a moment as they align their spirit with the sky. As they exhale, they straighten their spine as well as they can, inviting the energy from the sun to dance down their vertebrae and empower their spirit.

“Fiorire,” they mutter, their low whisper directing the energy through their hands. It doesn’t matter in which language the command is given, but they’ve always been partial to Italian. They press their palms to the ground and inhale deeply, bringing in air to push the magic out. It warms the dirt beneath her hands and energizes the seeds below, and within seconds tiny green sprouts peek up from the ground in a five-foot radius around them. Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 9: Stacey [f solo]

As they walked back to the school building, Stacey held Becky back until Beth and Laurie were out of earshot.

“Beck… I… I don’t know if I can do this!”

“I know! I mean, with Beth it seemed like it just kinda happened,” Becky whispered back. “I’m thinking, I’m gonna have to make it happen, and how do I do that?”

“Could you do what she did? Just play with yourself hoping he catches you in the act?”

“Hell, Stace.” Becky replied. “I jill myself off all the time. It’s a wonder he hasn’t walked in on me yet!”

“You and me both! Well, Beth said she did get kinda loud, and who knows if she did that on purpose?”

“Well, it worked, didn’t it?”

“But… but Laurie had to put all that effort into her seduction. I mean, her mom’s nightgown, the perfume…” Stacey sighed. “My mom’s a bad memory for my dad, that wouldn’t work at all with him.”

“I don’t know… maybe she didn’t need to do all that. You know how Laurie is… sometimes she just overthinks things.” Read more »

My husband and I FINALLY got nasty with our unicorn, and we did it at a charging station! [MFf]

[*Part One Here!*](https://www.reddit.com/user/ill_B_In_MyBunk/comments/ina4g3/threes_cumpany_1_mff_public/?ref=share&ref_source=link) **Here for the sex? Look for the XXX!**

 

I smiled at the jazzy rendition of “Baby One More Time,” being hammered out by the spirited pair of players at the piano bar. I stared across the tiny table at my husband. He had used product in his hair. I could hardly believe it. Then again, I’d spent far too long trimming my crotch into a neat and tidy landing strip. I had no idea what the night would bring, but I wanted to feel sexy in comparison to the smoldering goddess on my right.

Juli was a vision in shimmering silver. The cut was surprisingly classic. She could have fit right in whether it was 1920 or 2020. In fact, all of us were dressed to the nines. When we asked Juli where we should go on a date, she insisted that she wanted to go somewhere we’d always wanted to try but had never pulled the trigger on.

There was this dueling piano place an hour away. It was really classy. The dress code was formal. We’d always figured it would be dead. Who the hell dressed up to go get drunk at a piano bar? Turns out—a lot of people. Read more »