Tag: Fantasy

Black Vinyl [FF, MC, Fetish] (Part 2 of 2)

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Angela couldn’t figure out why Kathryn hadn’t come by with her car yet. She was expecting to make the car swap an hour ago. Then she’d have plenty of time to get to the salon for her nail appointment before her date.

Well, could it really be called a date. She was meeting up with the guy from last night. Surprisingly, because she never extended one night stands past a one night stand. But he was so hot, she couldn’t pass up the opportunity for an encore.

The only problem was she was supposed to me him at St. Jack’s bar, and currently she had no car.

Angela had called Kathryn at least a dozen times in the past half hour, and if she called anymore it would just serve to get her more worked up. Where could the girl have gone! She wasn’t even answering her cell phone.

In a haze of frustration, Angela calmed down enough that it occurred her that something may have happened to Kathryn. A part of her hoped it didn’t happen while Kathryn was in her car. But she had her own car, and there’s no reason for Kath to have been driving hers today. Read more »

[F(playing M)4F] The Burden of Fame in a World Unlike Our Own (character/story driven, romance, breastfeeding, size play)

Firstly, to clarify, I am a woman but for this story I am only interested in playing the male role. I am open to male partners but only those willing to play female characters. This is a story that I created with one of my favorite roleplay partners who is now unfortunately among the [deleted]. If you’re out there and are reading this I would love to continue. Otherwise, I’m open to anyone interested.

This is an idea that is a combination and culmination of many of my previous prompts and interests. The premise may be quite silly on the surface, I admit that, but that playful absurdity combined with deep, well developed characters is part of what I love most about roleplaying.

The story is set in a modern world very much like our own except with one key difference. The spectrum of size for men’s and women’s endowments (male genitalia and women’s breasts) far surpasses anything which is considered normally achievable here. (I could go on about exact sizes but I’m open to discussing that with you to find something enjoyable for us both.) Not only that but that aspect of exaggerated sizes is at the crux of their society. Those sizes are not only the central aspect of their concept of beauty but carry enormous cultural, social, even spiritual significance. Read more »

The Day I met yourhusband

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The best whores are like you who need dominant men like me. You are always horny and your engorged pussy always.hungry to be used and fucked.

The weak fool you married probably likes big tits but has never really owned and enjoyed them. Just give me your address and I won’t show up like a coward in the night. I will knock on your door and if you answer I will call your husband to the door and look him in the eyes and say “Im here to fuck a whore”

You will realize suddenly who I am. You regret instantly that you gave me your address. But your first orgasm is not long away. I clench my teeth and I grab your husband by his neck and calmly tell him to not say a word or I will beat him unconscious but that if he plays it right he might find a secret or two out about his bitch wife.

He opens his mouth and says “Im sorry” , doesn’t he say that often? How could he apologize? I tell him to sit and he does. I turn my attention to you. Read more »

Taken Part Three

***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. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I’m laying on the cold cement floor, my arms are throbbing from the restraints that have been on for what feels like forever and I can’t open my mouth or eyes due to the cum and piss covering them. It feels like I have been laying here for hours, they’re starting to dry. I hear the door open and footsteps coming towards me but they proceed past me. I hear water running. You untie next entirely and drag me to the bathtub and put me in. “Clean up and then we will go over a few things.” Read more »

[M] Fantasy confession

I am a pansexual, and I have a really weird fantasy. I’m pretty political and I’m very left on the compass. I want to (consensually) have Trump I meet on Grindr supporters suck my cock while they wear MAGA hats, (consensually) take their picture while blowing me with the hat on (it would cover the face), and publish it online as an exhibit. Super weird, I know. Sorry

Classroom Fuck-Circus [Mind-Control][Anal Toys][Free Use][Orgy][Humiliation]

In my senior year of high school, I stupidly enrolled in a “Writing the Essay” college prep course. The class was comprised of four guys, counting myself, and six girls, all of us seniors. Our teacher, Mrs. Floyd, droned on wearing a stupid grin about what to expect our freshman year and how important these skills would be. I paid a third of attention, my focus divided between ogling at my female classmates and tinkering at a certain device under my desk.

My step-father worked at the NSA, and always kept his work squirreled away upstairs. By happenstance, I went to look for a pen in his office and stumbled across documents pertaining to radical sound research. I took a picture of the papers on my phone and disappeared into my room. The analytics described a device that could subliminally message a massive group of people. Using my relatively strong computer skills, I devised a smaller device that would work on a select group of people, say ten, but with greater effects. Read more »

Chasing Down a Siren (fantasy) (voyeur) (masturbation)

I slipped up the steps and peeked through the door of the master bedroom. The room was elegant with a large canopy bed, fancy looking furniture, and expensive looking curtains. I bristled at the way she flaunted her misbegotten wealth.

A door opened and my target entered the room from the bathroom, tossing aside the towel that had been wrapped around her hair. She stepped out of her bathrobe and strode over to her chaise lounge. Moonlight glistening on her sexy body. She reclined and stretched, her breasts heaving through a deep breath.

Seemingly distracted, her hands softly traced the curves of her breast and her tight stomach. My eyes were glued to the view. She bit her lip, eyes closed in the teasing pleasure her fingers were providing her.

Slowly, one finger circled a nipple which sprang up in the open air. Her moans filled the room like soft jazz, while she continued her self-caresses.

I tightened my grip on my gun, knowing I would never have a better chance to take her out. I willed myself to burst into the room and take her. She was unarmed and clearly otherwise occupied.. but my body wouldn’t move. I had to keep watching this temptress as she pleasured herself. Read more »

My submissive Alexandria Ocasio Cortez stories :)

First of all i want to say, i dont really hate AOC. This is just roleplaying/fantasy.

Last time i made a post with my story a few of you were offended and others had to send me a DM to express how much you enjoyed it so thanks :)

Anyway in my stories, i like to write AOC as a submissive and even a bit shy person. I also like to incorporate raceplay and other degrading things :)

Pleaase if you can provide feedback on the chyoa website or here on Reddit that would be great because it keeps me interested in writing. Any ideas and tips are welcomed.

Thank you :)

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Here is my “AOC goes to a univeristy” story (recommended for younger men)

[https://chyoa.com/chapter/AOC-visits-a-University.770263](https://chyoa.com/chapter/AOC-visits-a-University.770263)

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And my “AOC goes to an immigration detention center”. (Recommended for older men)

[https://chyoa.com/chapter/AOC-visits-an-immigration-detention-center.773255](https://chyoa.com/chapter/AOC-visits-an-immigration-detention-center.773255)

A [M]arried Man’s Confession: MILF [F] Katie Lures Me to a Park, And I Lure Her (again) into a Motel

Here is the second of my confessions on my times with Katie, a sweet MILF I met on craigslist and had a long and raucous affair with. As I reported in my first post on her, she was conflicted in ways I only came to understand later. As a married man in a mostly dead-bedroom relationship with my good-hearted friend-of-a-wife of 30 years, I craved sensuality but did not want to change my circumstance. When Katie responded to the the ad I had placed on craigslist looking for a married woman for a long-term affair, I thought my hopes had been answered. She was 15 years younger than me, a mother of two and married to a university professor. She came from a highly educated east coast family, was herself a poet and blogger, and had keen artistic sensibilities and school-girl’s taste for doing naughty things — like fucking me in seedy motels. She craved experience for its own sake and for the literary material it provided. Read more »

A Confession

I was a very broken girl when you knew me. I wanted you because I didn’t have you. There really wasn’t ever anything special about you. You weren’t my soulmate or my true love. All of that was just empty words and bullshit to earn your trust.

What you were was unattainable. You could remain a fantasy, a what if. Safe from ever failing to live up to my expectations of what it would be like to fuck you. I genuinely think there are very few people who can actually handle me sexually at my heights, you’d have a better shot at keeping up during my lows.

You were not one of those that could get his hand in my hair and make me bend to your will fully. The kind of guy that could get his hand on my throat and pin me to the wall where my body was at his full mercy. But I liked to think about what if you could have been that man. Read more »