Tag: Fantasy

Yes, sir. [FM]

Okay, guys. I’m bummed about all of the sports being canceled in the light of COVID-19. So here’s a very loosely sports related story. As usual, I’m going to have a liiiiittle buildup first.

In college, I joined a fantasy football league in my dorm on a whim. As a lady who’s always been into sports, I figured it would be fairly easy to pick up. I didn’t realize I’d get completely obsessed with it. Every week, I’d talk so much shit to whoever happened to have the misfortune of playing me, and I’d spend obscene amounts of time researching. As a result of my obsession/beginners luck, I was doing pretty well.

At the same time, I was kind of seeing a guy on my floor. We had spent countless library sessions together, and we’d made out and done some over the pants stuff while tipsy and late at night when we were a little delirious from those library sessions. We had not done anything more, and I got the feeling he was kind of a *good guy* who wasn’t going to try anything too soon. I was also a lot less bold at that point in my life, so I definitely wasn’t going to initiate anything myself. I’d only had sex with one guy, and it had been a pretty mediocre back of the car whenever we could sneak the time kind of thing. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 16 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 15 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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“You are late,” Sigrid said in that scolding voice that came so naturally to her.

“It … it took some time. There were … things to do, and explain,” Mirja said.

Sigrid scoffed but let it go.

“Come. We’re already late.”

They headed in the other direction from the animancy building and Mirja was about to highlight this fact when she saw a dark figure further on.

“This is Samel,” Sigrid said as they got closer. “Samel. Mirja.”

Mirja nodded at the man. He was a tall, lanky thing with a long beard. He looked like one of the sailors that you found by the craps tables down at the docks.

“Pleasure to meet you miss,” he said with an exaggerated bow.

“Samel works for Master Olgric. And has agreed to let us into the laboratory.”

Mirja raised an eyebrow. She could not see the man’s face very clearly in the dim light from the lanterns. Read more »

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 16 [MF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 15 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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“You are late,” Sigrid said in that scolding voice that came so naturally to her.

“It … it took some time. There were … things to do, and explain,” Mirja said.

Sigrid scoffed but let it go.

“Come. We’re already late.”

They headed in the other direction from the animancy building and Mirja was about to highlight this fact when she saw a dark figure further on.

“This is Samel,” Sigrid said as they got closer. “Samel. Mirja.”

Mirja nodded at the man. He was a tall, lanky thing with a long beard. He looked like one of the sailors that you found by the craps tables down at the docks.

“Pleasure to meet you miss,” he said with an exaggerated bow.

“Samel works for Master Olgric. And has agreed to let us into the laboratory.”

Mirja raised an eyebrow. She could not see the man’s face very clearly in the dim light from the lanterns. Read more »

Making myself [f] cum on the bus, on the way to university

I was in university… I went to school 2 hours away and usually took the bus to get there. The bus was like a double decker coach bus, so it was pretty comfy. I always sat in the upstairs area, back corner. I sometimes napped or did some readings. But this particular morning, I was going to be late… so I got ready and hopped on the bus right when I woke up. I didn’t have time to have my morning cum session lol. I was REALLY horny.

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I sat there fantasizing about fucking a stranger. I thought about locking eyes with someone and just going for it. I would slowly lift up my dress, revealing that I was commando. I wouldn’t say a word. I would just stradle him and let him cup my ass under my dress, bur his face in my big tits. Oh man… I’m getting wet even now!

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[Fm][Femdom][Chastity] The Bracelet

Hi,

This is a sequal to my previous story The Dentist posted a week or so ago. I hope you will enjoy it as well. Like last time, my Mistress made my me post this story.

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**Bracelet**

The smell of a bakery wakes me up, I open my eyes feeling my muscles being sore. I stretch my arms and yawn. The beams of sunlight highlight parts of a mostly dimmed room, with the window open it got a bit chilly on this spring morning. I wonder whether the smell of the bakery is coming from outside or from the house. I get out of bed and try to open the door but the handle isn’t moving. I hear a beeping sound and some white noise as a voice becomes clear.

“Ah, you’re finally awake, I am baking some cookies to take my mind of what I will do to you. I don’t know what kind of dentists you go to, but this is definitely the last straw’’

A cold sweat breaks out. The dentist was not a dream? But how did I end up here? Did my mistress find me or someone else? Read more »

Taking a load on my tits…

I was twenty years old when I met Buddy. He was twice my age. We met online. He said he was a fan of some stories I’d posted. But, let’s be honest, I think he was really a fan of my tits.

Not that I can blame him. Like many Hispanic women, I have a nice, curvy figure. I was a bit of a wallflower around boys in high school, but by college, I knew that they liked my tight ass, long dark hair, and taut legs.

I can’t say Buddy caught my attention right away, but when he offered to take me out to a nice dinner and one of the fanciest places in town, I agreed to meet him. We met on a Saturday, and five courses and two hours later I was riding his cock in the front seat of his car–while it was parked in a still full parking lot.

Buddy loved that. In fact, I could tell early on that he had a lot of fantasies. He was way into porn–which was never a big deal to me–except that sometimes it felt like he wanted to make me into his own little porn star. He really got off on things that were “forbidden” or new. He was always trying to introduce toys–something I’ve never needed or wanted in my sex life. Read more »

The Lesbian, The Anal Plug and A Tale [F]ro[M] St. Patrick’s Day

So I received many messages from people who read about my friend Monica and I and our Valentine’s Day adventure who wanted to hear about our second (and last) hookup that happened a month later on St. Patrick’s day. After consulting with Monica to make sure I remembered the details, here is the first part of that night. For those who didn’t read about our Valentine’s Day tryst, here is a link to the third part of that [story](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fg18uu/the_third_and_final_part_of_that_time_we_got/) which contains links to Parts One and Two as well. Read more »

Tales of Erodale – Chapter 5 – [Fantasy, FxMimic, Rough, Creampie, Deep-throating]

Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/f4yuf8/tales_of_erodale_chapter_4_fantasy_ffxogre_rough/](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/f4yuf8/tales_of_erodale_chapter_4_fantasy_ffxogre_rough/)

“Cadence, we really need to be careful. This is Ariela’s castle, after all. I am sure we have many traps left to come across. We need to be focused.” The lovely sorcerous Rose said as she watched her friend Cadence continue to run her hands along the wall of the stone corridor that the pair of girls were moving through. They had come to this dreaded castle to free Prince Belind, Erodale’s last chance at a good ruler and a potential beacon to help free the land from Queen Ariela’s control. Even though they had experienced a few setbacks, Rose felt that they were getting close to releasing their friend.

Meanwhile Cadence had started getting the feeling that they were close to Ariela’s treasure vaults. The spellslinger knew how important it was to find Belind, but she didn’t think she could respect herself as a rogue if she left Ariela’s castle without so much as a single gold coin of booty. So spellslinger continued running her soft fingers along the hard-stone wall, eagerly hoping to find a secret passage. Read more »

Neighbor’s daughter part 7 final chapter.. (fiction)

I got home from work a little after 5 PM, and it took 30 seconds before my phone rang.

“Hello lover, how are you?” Roxanne’s warm voice purred at me.

“Feeling better now that I am hearing your sexy voice.”

“My parents are fast asleep, I picked them up at the airport at 3 PM, it was a very tiring flight, and they will be getting over jet lag. They are basically dead to the world, and since your iceberg is not home yet, I’ll be right over.”

In less than a minute, I heard the knock on the door, looked out and saw Roxanne smiling at me, I quickly let her in. She stepped up, and growled, “Yeah, you want my cunt don’t you? Maybe I don’t feel like it! If you want it, you’ll have to take it!”

She marched past my haughtily, my eyes following her hungrily. Roxanne was wearing a tight skirt that climbed 6 inches above her knees, a tight silk blouse that accentuated the fact that she was bra-less, outlining her figure, the firm up-thrust 34C’s, curvy hips, sleek sexy legs, and that sexy heart shaped rump. Read more »

[M]y Morning Masturbation

I love taking care of my morning wood. I always wake up hard as a rock and horny as fuck. Without fail. Sometimes my bladder is full and aching, and sometimes not. It doesn’t seem to matter. I just know that every morning finds me already hot and stiff, with my rod poking against my sleeping shorts, and sometimes I awake in the middle of a dirty dream to the realization that I have already started to masturbate, either by rubbing at myself or grinding my hips against the bed. For some reason I don’t usually get wet dreams where I actually shoot off in my shorts although it did happen once or twice. But usually I wake before that happens. What does happen though, especially if I have been grinding against the bed, is that my precum begins to ooze out and wet my shorts, and if I lay on my back and strip them off I can see the shiny wet patch, and the pearly strings running from the glistening red tip to my belly as my cock springs up throbbing and hard. Read more »