Tag: Fantasy

I[F] shared a Master/slave fantasy with my husband [M], and the reenactment STILL has me wet a whole day later

*My husband and I are in a D/s dynamic, and he instructs me to write down any fantasies I have for his approval/reenactment. This is long, but I promise, it’s worth it.*

I stand in the room, knowing I will meet my Master soon. I’ve been ordered by my handlers to keep my gaze downcast, to not talk back, and only speak when spoken to. Apparently, those are all some of my less desirable attributes, and I’ve been told time and time again that I’m a long way from what a slave should be. Now that I’ve been bought, I’m determined to prove to my Master and myself that I can be the kind of slave any Master would be proud of.

He walks in, coolly confident, and my heart skips a beat. He’s tall, handsome, with a cruel glint in his eye and I can’t help but wonder what torturous delights he has in store for me.

He stops, then looks me up and down: “You belong to me now. I own you, understand, slave?”

I exhale shakily and breathe out a barely perceptible “Yesss.” Read more »

My Best Friend’s Dad Joins Us At The Cottage, Part 1 [DILF] [MF] [Cons] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Masturbation] [Sexual Tension]

Gina and I were college dormmates in first year, and we became instant best friends. We did everything together. I had come from far away, and she had grown up only an hour outside our university town, where her family still lived.

We first met on moving day. I didn’t have much when I moved in, as I had flown in with only a suitcase and a backpack. I had pretty much unpacked when she arrived. The door opened and she practically squealed, greeting me with a hug.

“Hi, I’m Gina Sheppard, your new roommate! Excited to live together? This is my dad.”

Gina was taller and slimmer than me, she had her dad’s build, but we were both athletic. I was already on the volleyball team, and she played basketball and track. She had long, wavy blonde hair and mine was dark brown with some honey streaks from the summer sun. It wasn’t her I spent most of that first day watching though, it was her dad.

“Hello Jackie, I’m Dave, Gina’s dad. You girls are going to have a great time away for college,” he introduced.

“Hi Mr. Sheppard… thanks for helping us get set up.” Read more »

Rosa’s Hair, pt 1

My name is Rosalita, but my friends all call me Rosa for short. That and because of my typically red hair. Well, that’s putting it a bit too simply. My hair does this weird thing where it changes colors based on my mood, or most prominent emotion. It’s usually no biggie, since I’ve learned to adapt and keep joy at the forefront, and wear shimmering waves of red atop my head… most of the time.

My other features are fairly standard, hazel eyes behind wireframe glasses, honeyed skin (that some of my girlfriends say they would kill for), full lips, broad shoulders, chest supporting a supple pair of c-cup breasts, a midriff with just a hint of muscle tone and rarely any clothing over it, and hips popping back out to complete my still developing hourglass form. My legs extend down a bit lengthy for my taste, but we all have our insecurities. That all rounds out my 5’4″ self. I try to consider myself your typical early twenties girl, just stuck with hair trying to tell the world what I’m feeling. Read more »

Cops, what ya gonna do when they come for you…

Cops

Bad boy. Bad boy. What ya gonna do when they come for you?

It was my birthday and, in general, it was no big deal to me. However, all morning, there was this little voice, deep inside my psyche, squealing, “It’s my birthday!” It was not a big one, just 43, not like 30, 40 or 50. To celebrate, my live-in girlfriend was going to get Chinese takeout from my favorite Chinese restaurant. She wasn’t one to do much cooking. It wasn’t her cooking that made me love her. It was her thoughtful, kind nature and her love for sex.

My girlfriend went to work in the morning. She was an accountant and had an office about a 30 minute drive from home. I worked from home. Unless we had company staying with us, my days were usually spent alone. This was one of those alone days.

I love to be nude and, many days, like this one, I worked all day completely naked. It wasn’t, necessarily, an erotic thing for me but, that day, it was. I was all horned up and concentration on work was difficult. Read more »

Captured by the Villain (M/F) (Fantasy) (long) (mdom) (sensual)

Summary: When Willow the warrior princess is defeated in battle by her enemy, Magnus the dark mage, he offers her a deal: her friends freedom in exchange for her own. Now his prisoner, she soon finds himself under his spell… (I’ve never written anything like this before….it’s been a long time since I’ve ever written anything period! So please go easy on me! I’d love to hear any feedback and let me know if you’d be interested in me continuing this!) Read more »

PIG TRANSFORMATION

I have a rather unique fetish. I have a very strong fetish/fantasy for men transforming. specifically men transforming into pigs. I’ve always really been into transformations. Like how it is shown the movies, when a man is turning into a werewolf for example. But i really love pig transformation, specifically happening on men. It turns me on like nothing else. Imaging his ears growing out. His nostrils stretching, nose widening/flattening. Pushing out into a snout. shirt ripping. a curly tail sprouting out of his pants in the back. His groans and cries turning into squeals. Falling to all fours and continuing to change until he is a full pig. A classic pink farm pig.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 13 (MF) (Public Sex) (Anal)

The next morning Anna wakes up alone in the massive bed. It takes a moment for her to remember where she is. The aches in her body remind her.

She walks out of the bedroom and hears Wyatt and her boss out on the balcony.

“… if you’re sure, I ain’t one to argue. You wouldn’t listen anyway,” Wyatt says.

“She’s different. That’s why I brought her here to meet you,” the boss says.

Hearing the two of them makes her head spin. They can’t be thinking about her, could they? What would make her different? She mentally files her questions away to ask later.

They spy her walking onto the balcony and cut off their conversation.

“Well there’s a fine sight for some old eyes in the morning,” Wyatt says with a smile.

Her boss kisses her and wraps his arms around her from behind making her body shudder. Even as sore as she is, she desires him. The feeling of their skin together alerts her to the fact they are all nude. She is getting used to it but isn’t there completely yet. Read more »

I’m 25 [F] not being sexually satisfied by my boyfriend 31 [M], so I fucked my coworker

I’ll give you all some context before I begin, but if you want to skip ahead, go to the ****

My boyfriend and I have been living together for about year and a half now. Since then we have had sex… maybe 6 times. Im not entirely sure what’s going on, but what I’ve deduced from our conversations regarding the topic is that he just isn’t feeling “it”. He has no sex drive. Other than this, our relationship is wonderful.

Unfortunately for me, my sex drive is super high; any chance I get to myself in the apartment I’m watching porn and rubbing one out, fantasizing about whoever.

Not surprisingly, the situation has caused me a lot of emotional turmoil such as feeling inadequate, unloved, not special, etc… You get it, I won’t go into my sob story. I have considered asking him if I could have sex with other people to satisfy my needs, but never built up enough courage to ask because I know it would hurt him. I also said I would never cheat because that would hurt him as well, but a few weeks ago I started a new job and was WILDLY attracted to the guy who trained me. Read more »

My mom played my game bteer than me [Fantasy voyeurism]

John was fiddling with his mobile phone in his hostel room. The room was fairly big with two sets of furniture at two sides of the room yet with ample place in the middle clearing to walk. Each set of furniture had a steel bed, a cupboard, a study table and a chair. John was slouched over his bed as he gazed out of the window. There was no particularly heart-warming view, it was mostly of barren open spaces but at least the window didn’t face another building.

‘Hey! What are you thinking?’ John turned back to see Andy. Andy was his room-mate. It has been almost three months now that they have been roommates.

‘Nothing particularly. I am thinking of going home in the next weekend.’ John said still looking out of the window.

‘Next weekend? Oh, yes, we do have a holiday next Friday. So, are you going to your hometown?’

John looked back and stretched, ‘Well, yes. I promised my mom that I will be home at least once a month.’

Andy was solemn, ‘Does she still stay alone?’

John said, ‘Yes, mostly. My dad sometimes comes in weekends.’ Read more »