Tag: Fantasy

Part II and III (with pictures!) of how 34[M] and 23[F], reddit-perverts on opposite sides of the Atlantic, got to fuck

Part I, where I describe how we started talking, is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fpr0qj/part_i_of_how_34m_and_23f_redditperverts_on/).

She is dating someone else now, but I send her a message about having written part I of how we met. I would not mind being in lockdown with her, in this coronavirus season, but writing about how we met in person is a fun activity on these days of isolation.

Anyway, so the TL;DR of the previous part is that another redditor and I started sharing sexually explicit content with each other, while also having quite a nice time chatting and teasing each other. While being in Europe I was able to take advantage of a few days off and I went to visit her.

By the way, after reading Part II yesterday, she gave me permission to share photos of my visit!

Part II: Read more »

My [F] neighbour [M] caught me and I liked it.

My hands are shaking as I write this, I thought I had managed to calm down enough to write, but just thinking about what happened this morning is making my heart race all over again. I had thought about it so much, but I had never thought it would ever actually happen. It was a fantasy, and I was okay with it has a fantasy… but I think I liked it in real life more. I just have to get this out quickly before I forget all the details, so sorry in advance for spelling/grammar.

Since we moved into this basement apartment we have always been aware of the possibility of someone seeing us through the windows, which sit just above ground level. My partner is obsessed with keeping the blinds closed, but it’s dark down here and he is rarely up early in the morning with me anyhow, so often when I wake up I will open the blinds and let some light in for me and the plants. After the first couple of months without encountering anyone at the window, I got increasingly comfortable in front of it. I would walk past the open window, completely naked, on my way to or from the shower, or lounge on the couch in nothing but my underwear and a sports bra. Sometimes I’d catch myself thinking that I wouldn’t mind if someone saw me… I liked the idea of surprising someone walking by the house, unexpectedly looking in and seeing my exposed skin. I thought about what they would think, if they would stop and try to see more. I liked the risk of flashing mixed with the comfort of safety of being in my own home. Read more »

[MFM] my first threesome, and the beginning of a long career of group play

She was the ideal woman for me, Selina. She really ticked every single box I had and some I didnt know I had until we met. Like she was hand crafted to fit every niche interest that my mind could conjure. This is her picture. http://imgur.com/a/wY4ZhXH
One of the ones she had given her consent to share as we attempted to sell her body around craigslist in an attempt to scratch an itch we both had. I’m going to recount every possible minor detail of this encounter as I can. Names are changed as this is a story about real people. I myself, at the time was 20. Fit, tall, white, with a very defined tone that I tended to take pride in.

I dont know if she the taste of every man. If I’m being honest I dont care. With her I lived in the moment. She was tight. Firm. In public just the sweetest most presentable human being you could imagine, but behind closed doors….
There were no boundaries. An occurence such as walking in on her being eaten by our roommate became commonplace.
She was desperate to find the extent of her depravity and I was elated to join her in that journey. This is the story of our first, but not last, foray into adding another person to the bedroom. Read more »

Her Tender Damage pt. 1

I pulled up with a the same glimmer in my smile as the one in my headlights, sex was on my mind. We had been talking for a couple days after meeting online, and the teasing nudes she had been blowing up my phone with all day sent me driving 3 hours West after 7 pm.

It was ten o clock and I had told her I would arrive at ten fifteen. The beach wasnt far, in fact I’m sure from the front of her house it could be seen in all it’s late night reflections of the stars and the moon above that danced the same way her legs would dance around my waist soon enough.

I was impatient, however I wasn’t in a rush enough to have her greet me without putting the finishing touches on her display, I wanted her in all her glory.

Besides, it’s not every day I get to rearrange a pop star’s guts.

She lived alone, this much I knew. And she was in dire need of a good roughing up fantasy, she told me herself. Read more »

Sleepy morning memories

My eyes open and I awake from my sleep. I’m lying on my left side facing into the middle of the bed. Between me and the light coming in through the early morning window is you. You’re facing the same way as me, so all I see is your exposed back that’s not covered by the duvet. You’re completely still. My eyeline follows the curve of your outline from your neck over your shoulder and down to your waist and the small of your back where your two Venus dimples frame an inviting scene. After that you’re covered up with blanket, but already I know I need to get closer to you.

I wiggle in towards you to be your big spoon. You let out a comforting sigh the instant our skin
touches and wiggle your hips into me so that there’s maximum body contact. My hands instinctively wrap around and envelop you, starting on your left shoulder and moving diagonally across your chest, in between your breasts, on to your right hip and down your thigh towards the knee as far down as I can reach. Your breathing continues to be relaxed, consistent and comforting. My hand
moves back the opposite way, but before it reaches your shoulder you dip your head slightly and catch my thumb in your mouth. Very tenderly you start working it around your tongue, caressing and kissing it with your lips whilst continuing to quietly moan. All the blood in my body floods towards my crotch. I’m instantly hard; throbbing in anticipation of what’s to come. I’ve no idea how I’m managing to be so cool and restrained. Read more »

The Eternal Convention[fantasy][non-con][sloppy kiss][anime][sailor moon]

Alex woke up in his hotel room with a smile and a feeling of excitement. He had travelled from city to city to follow the Sailor Moon convention, and was at the final stop before returning home. He was looking forward to enjoying his last weekend of pretty girls in cosplay, and he ate a quick breakfast and hurriedly dressed and made his way down to the convention hall.

The sun was shining, and the world was right. Alex skipped down to the hotel lobby and walked down the long hallway toward the convention hall, whistling a joyful tune all the while. He made it to the double doors, and as they swung open, he was greeted with a familiar, yet exhilarating sight.

Hundreds of women of all races, sizes and ages, all dressed in Sailor Moon cosplay. A tall, leggy woman with milky white skin was dressed as Sailor Moon. Her tight white dress with short blue skirt and big red bow hugged her petite frame, and the long pigtails hung down from her blond wig. A small asian girl dressed as Sailor Mercury walked by with a sly smirk, her short blue wig shimmering in the fluorescent lights. Her blue thigh-high boots made her legs look longer than they were, and Alex followed her slim frame across the room. Read more »

The barista

I’ve been wanting to write this story for a while.

In my mind this would go like this, so this is all fantasy:

I live in a fairly well off part of town, I frequent this small, quant Cafe. So one Saturday as I walk in a notice a new girl working, I haven’t seen her before.

I walk up to the till and start chatting with her.
I order my drink and we chat… After a few weeks of me showing up every Saturday, she gets to know me and my order. Before I place it, she has it ready.

Time goes by and we start flirting and playfully touching one another.

She is about average height at about 5’4 and she has beautiful golden blonde hair, she also has amazing aubern eyes that almost appear golden.

After a few weeks we are playing around and I say “I dare you to guess my order”, she says “oh that’s easy you always order the same, a flat white and a double espresso”. So I smirk “that your final guess” I say with a devilish look, “I think I’ll have a hazelnut latte today”.
She looks at me with a very surprised look “no you did that on purpose” she says in this cute voice.
“not at all” I say while smirking.
“no matter, I’ll take your dare” Read more »

Pet (Part 3) [corruption][transformation][mf]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fkvayw/a_pet_transformation_corruption/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fl266r/a_pet_part_2_corruption_transformation_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

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The rest of the walk back was easy enough. Besides the thoughts anyway. What started out as questions quickly turned to fantasies. She could imagine crawling back to the lab, working herself into the chair, having the doctor, no master, do whatever he wanted. Her whole body was on fire and the rest of the walk home felt like she was on autopilot. Reaching the front door to her apartment building, she felt a distinctive warm throughout her whole body. She ran up the stairs to her floor. She knew that her keys were somewhere still inside that lab so she could only hope that her roommate was home. She knocked on the door, and felt a distinctive warmth throughout her whole body. She definitely needed a shower. A few moments later she heard the door bolt move and it swung open.

“Where have you been?!” Her roommate sounded more worried than mad and threw her arms around her. The roommate spoke again.

“It’s been days, Marcy! You said you were going for a quick appointment. What happened?”

She had trouble speaking up. She had always been a shy person but she hardly even felt the ability to speak. Read more »

Tales of Erodale – Chapter 6 – [Fantasy, Threesome, Rough, Creampie, Fingering, Sexual Interrogation]

Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fh3lp4/tales_of_erodale_chapter_5_fantasy_fxmimic_rough/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fh3lp4/tales_of_erodale_chapter_5_fantasy_fxmimic_rough/)

“Cadence!” The named was called out with a sense of rage and anguish. The sound bounced off the dark-stoned walls of the castle but the woman who had uttered the noise didn’t care. The powerful sorceress named Rose had been unable to figure out any way to reunite with her friend Cadence, the spellslinger with brown and purple hair.

Part of her knew she shouldn’t, but she was kicking herself for not having kept a closer watch on Cadence. ‘She should have known better.’ Rose thought with a bit of anger, but she still wasn’t about to do anything less than to find her friend. Alas after ten minutes of running her hands all along the stone and using every spell she could think of to open up a passage, it had all been for naught.

The lovely sorceress finally admitted defeat, letting her back fall against the thick stones of the wall. The young woman was frustrated and a bit sad. She was alone and still had a job to do. Worse, she did not believe that she would be able to save Prince Belind without the help of her capable spellslinger friend. Read more »

Commute [M/F]

This is a second story from my past venture of writing erotica. Amante, I dedicate this one to you.

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Commute

Sam Sheldon preferred to ride the city’s MetroRail system to and from work. The commute was only forty-five minutes one way. The railcars were often filled to the hilt with people, and the cleanliness was sometimes questionable. But the expense of maintaining a car and parking it in the city made riding the public railway system the most economical and sensible way to go.

The MetroRail had become more than a means of transportation for him. Each railcar became a mobile temple where he could meditate on his mundane life, and hope to find some sort of enlightenment. He thought about his marriage and his wife, who was emasculating and sexually distant. He thought about his two teenage sons, spoiled by the privilege of living in the suburbs and not having to work for the material things they wanted. He thought about his home with its overwhelming spaciousness and expensive décor. He thought about his demanding boss at the architectural firm he worked, and the clients who were unrealistic and unyielding in their deadlines. Read more »