My mind returns to this one particular moment, at least once every day. This strange concoction brewed of your promises and my fantasies.
Of your slender, white fingers tracing circles on my olive skin, alternating between slight grazing and sudden deathly grips that leave bright, red marks.
Of your thin lips leaving a trail of love bites from my throat to my round breasts to the garden of paradise between my thighs, dripping in anticipation of your touch.
Of your weight pressed against me, your hot breath against my ear, whispering all the things I have longed to hear from you.
Of being yanked down to my knees by my long, brown hair fisted in your hands, willingly offering you pleasure with my mouth, my full, red lips enveloped around your manhood.
Of my thighs wrapped around your torso, your hands pinning me down as you push into me, claiming what is yours.
Of your gaze boring into my skull, speaking multitudes without a sound, as you fuck me into oblivion till the curtain of reality falls and I drop into a delirious haze of pain and pleasure.
Of the rough graze of your beard when you lean in to kiss me, biting my lips, perhaps even drawing blood, cherrying their colour.
Of your hands fondling and groping me, playing with me like an instrument, making me scream and moan with such intensity and passion that even surprises me.
Of being filled and stretched by your manhood, my face pushed into the floor, your nails digging into my ass and my tears of ecstasy and pain dripping onto the floor, but my eyes are dry.
Of collapsing into your arms when we finish, burying my face in your chest as we lay together, a tangle of arms and legs, shuddering as you gently coax me back to normalcy.
Tag: Fantasy
Extra Credit 17 -final [mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
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The three naked women sat with the Queen in her bed. Calvin sat watching a woman wearing a thick veil over her face as she wandered into the center of the atrium. A light spotted the woman, and the Queen directed the women’s attentions to her.
“My new dancer! I just finished teaching her everything. I hope you enjoy her as much as I do,” the Queen said.
A naked servant girl brought three glasses of dark blue liquid for each woman and green and white candy for Calvin. The liquid aroused the women, slowly building a fiery heat within them. Calvin enjoyed the candy, finding it cleared his mind while also driving his lust. He watched the dancer like a predator watching prey. The dancer had perfect tanned skin covered in oil that made her whole body glisten. Her massive tits looked delicious. Her cute tight tummy and bare pussy between her smooth shapely thighs commanded Calvin’s attention.
Strange music started, and it sounded like numerous percussive instruments with a few odd horns groaning and singing.
1 Extra Credit Field Trip 14-16[mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
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They each ate their respective treats, and each woman felt an absolutely overwhelmingly powerful lust within that clouded the mind until each touched themselves in a haze. Their hands grabbing at themselves and each other. The small area on which they stood grew as though magically until it contained enough room for two of them to lie end to end as well as what appeared to be a large bed or sofa for them to use.
Calvin’s candy made his cock stand straight out as though it wished to scream “Get your hands off me!”
“Now you pass the third and final test!”
“Let’s keep this professional, Calvin….” Silvia said with a sigh, her hands running over Calvin’s chest and stomach.
“Your final test is this: which of your women do you prefer in bed?” The voice boomed.
In his drunken lustful state, Calvin struggled to think anything constructive, his mind focusing on the three naked women surrounding him.
“I prefer them each! They work as a team!” Calvin stated proudly.
“So be it! Now, which position!?!” The voice called.
Extra Credit Field Trip 11-13[mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
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“Strange traveler, come, strange traveler, here!” The strange high pitched voice continued.
Calvin searched but saw no one.
Silvia started to cover her tits. Gretchen stood behind Calvin. Jennie sat herself on a large rock, spread her legs and played with her smooth snatch, fingering her pussy and her anus as she worked herself into an orgasmic frenzy.
“You will see no one, traveler named Calvin. For I am no one. I am the tree singer.” A tree shook its branches. Calvin slowly approached, Silvia and Gretchen behind him.
“Here, boy, only strange traveler can hear my words. Do not fear. Our great master made us here to those who enter these lands from beyond the crystal frame. It has been some hundreds of years since I last saw my lord and master.”
“What can you offer me?” Calvin spoke to the tree.
“What do you seek?”
“We seek the girl who just came in here,” Gretchen answered.
“Which one, girl named Gretchen?”
Silvia and Gretchen looked at each other. Calvin’s thoughts raced. Jennie’s cunt gushed and squirted, and she dropped her head back emitting a fierce howl as she kept playing with herself.
Extra Credit Field Trip 8-10[mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
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“No way I could be that high,” Calvin said.
“Wh-What? We have to get Beatrice!”
“You were in there for three or four seconds by my count!”
Gretchen froze and bit her bottom lip before she ran to the room where Silvia and Jennie lay before the fireplace. Bursting in, she woke the two from their sleep.
“Professor Lapin, we need to tell you something…” Gretchen said to Silvia, who bolted upright and looked around he room.
“Where is Beatrice?” Silvia asked almost immediately.
Gretchen scowled and looked at Calvin.
“You have to see to believe, Professor,” Calvin said.
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“How high did you get this time, Calvin and Gretchen? You should not smoke dope!” Silvia said as they all walked to the tiny room full of chains.
When she saw the frame, Silvia quieted. She examined it carefully. Silvia touched the surface and jumped at the sight of her fingers turning blue. She pushed her face towards and peered inside the frame at the field of purple blue flowers.
“What? Where?” Silvia asked, stumbling through her words and thoughts. “How did you? So if Beatrice is… but what did you-“
Extra Credit Field Trip 4-7[mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
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Inside they found a rather odd and elaborate house full of objects and framed pictures, wilted dead plants and large pots and vases.
Calvin slowly reached his plastic bag with his lighter, cigarettes and a few joints still dry. He chuckled and flicked the lighter until he got a small flame. With enough light to barely see, the girls stared at him as he grabbed a candelabra that held three dusty candles. He lit the candles and bathed the room in a dim red orange light. Beatrice felt her gripping anxiety evaporate.
Their eyes adjusted as they quietly shivered and trembled, still cold. Silvia’s and Gretchen’s makeup ran down her cheeks and face. Calvin and Silvia looked around the room and both caught sight of a fireplace across the room. They descended on it to build a fire.
Beatrice wrung water from her long brown hair. Her bra had ripped away until it only held up her large e-cup breasts in a wonderful display that left her nipples mostly naked. She tried to use her thin arms and tiny hands to cover her nipples, but it only served to offer more to ogle. Jennie watched Beatrice struggle to cover her voluptuous body. Jennie looked at Beatrice’s tattered panties that did not cover much. She could see Beatrice’s thick patch of pubic hair.
Extra Credit Field Trip [1-3][mFfffF][fantasy][light-bd][group]
Extra Credit Field Trip
“Remember class, keep this professional!” Silvia chanted to her students in the van. “This is an obscure collection belonging to an old fellow who really belongs to a different time and culture so be respectful! I have never formally met this person only contacting through mail. These works are more *ahem* explicit and exotic. Keep this professional!”
Gretchen rolled her eyes and looked out the window of the van as they departed for whatever dumb museum she would have to endure. Calvin sat next to her, stinking of pot smoke and scribbling in a little journal that could fit in his pocket. Jennie sat in front of them wearing her short shorts and sneakers as always, no matter the temperature. Beatrice sat right behind her teacher, Silvia, who drove the van.
As they pulled out of the parking lot on campus, Silvia’s thoughts wandered.
From Prince To Princess[Fm][fantasy][inc][Mommy][sissy]
I walked into the guest bedroom feeling confident and set on my decision. I stood in the doorway as Cari slipped off her jacket and hung it in the closet.
“You’re home.” I mumbled, drawing her attention. She turned toward me and gave me a sweet smile.
“Mmm, missed me did you?” She cooed. She was wearing a bubblegum pink wrap dress and a pair of ivory flats. “Think you can keep resisting all this?”
“Actually, no.” I sighed. “I know you want to play with my cock every chance you get and if I resist or say no you’re just going to threaten me. I’ve decided it wouldn’t be so bad if you jerk me off once in a while. If that’s what it takes to keep my marriage together and keep all of this just between us.” I crossed my arms and looked at the floor.
I awaited Cari’s response, but when she said nothing I looked up to see her shuffling through her closet. She pulled out an outfit and tossed it on her bed. She looked into my eyes and began to untie the lace on the side of her dress. She kicked off her shoes and opened her dress.
Happy Endings- My first post here, and my first story written in over 20 years. Feedback welcomed… Don’t be shy, be honest [mf], [oral], [dom/sub], [fantasy], [massage]
I have been a massage therapist for many years now. I am pretty good at it. I’ve been told that I am good with my hands. I was always interested in massage therapy as a treatment for various conditions or injuries, not to mention it works wonders for relaxing the body. Most of my clients are patients looking to relieve or eliminate pain. I have a few that request therapy just to relieve stress or tension.
Today, I have a new client scheduled at noon. This is typically my lunch time, but he was desperate for an appointment. He had mentioned that I come highly recommended. So, I moved some things around and scheduled him to be here promptly at noon. I said my goodbyes to one of my regulars and began to clean the room for my new client. I glanced at the appointment book, and noticed his name was Patrick. It was now 11:55, and there was no sign of him. I sensed that he may not be here on time, and I hoped that I was wrong. I lit a large sandalwood candle in the corner of the room for aromatherapy. It is a soft, warm, creamy wood scent, with a touch of citrus. And it was the favorite of my assortment of candles, and essential oils. Sticking to routine, I sanitize the massage table, and lay a small sheet over it.
Swinger friends [MF] convince us [MF] to join them [Group] – Part 3
[(Part 1 is the long backstory)](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bi0yuh/swinger_friends_mf_convince_us_mf_to_join_them/)
[(Part 2 is shorter backstory and the first round.)](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bi15y6/swinger_friends_mf_convince_us_mf_to_join_them/)
We sat on the back porch for a minute, had another drink, and passed the bong around one more time before gathering in the living room to enjoy some chocolate covered strawberries (yum) and oranges (meh). We laughed about some missteps (I knelt on Ashley’s long blonde hair at least once) and generally talked about how hot the whole thing was. We also talked about some of Tom and Ashley’s past adventures and they told us about a friend of theirs that Elizabeth and I would apparently love.
When dessert was finished, drinks consumed and dishes cleared, we ended up back in the living room. Tom was stretched out with Elizabeth on the couch, and Ashley sat with me on the love seat. I was sitting normally and Ashley had her back against the arm rest with her legs laying across my lap. I couldn’t help but notice her perky nipples straining against her thin t-shirt, begging to be touched. Ashley watched as I reached out to cup her breast and rub a thumb over her nipple. She let out a soft “mmm,” looked at me, and sort of bit her lower lip; an invitation if I’ve ever seen one. I pulled her into my lap and very quickly we were casually making out on the couch.