Tag: Fantasy

Mature womans toy [MF] very long

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Back when I was a much younger man, after coming home from a stint in the Army I enrolled in college and got hooked up with a bunch of crazy guys who were members of the local Rugby club. Now being a young man full of testosterone and fresh out of the military I was looking for an outlet for all the aggression and intensity that the United States Army had programmed into me. This gave me everything I was looking for, comradere, physical violence in the guise of playing an organized sport (watch a couple of matches you will know what I mean), your occasional hanger on. These were young ladies who hung around and got off on the brutality of the sport not unlike those who like football or MMA. This was Rugby, every scrum brought both of those sports to bear. One night after a match we were going to our club bar.  Read more »

[MF] My wife e-mailed me a fantasy of hers. Or was it a real life experience?

We’d been having a continuous conversation about or sex life. A wide-ranging discussion, which was something we seemed to do every now and then for some reason. Our communication was good but could be stronger. We often texted our thoughts and feelings or e-mailed them. Face to face made us both nervous. I don’t know why.

I confided in my wife and let her know about my biggest fantasy. Something I’d kept repressed and buried deep. It was so hot, but so awkward to admit. I fantasized about her with another man. No, I didn’t want to be in the room and watch or participate. I did however want to know all the details. Every last one of them.
This conversation continued on for weeks and months. It faded, then it came back. I suggested something, a starting point of sorts. Write me an e-mail with a summary. Summarize a date you WANT to go on. You’ve got my blessing to do what you please, however you want. Let your mind run wild. Read more »

Double Trouble 2 [gangbang][anal][dp][creampie]

A knock came at the door and before Kelly had a chance to react, two men were walking into the house. Mark greeted the men with a friendly nod and Alex gave them a casual ‘hey’ as they entered.

“Oh, my…” Kelly feigned embarrassment and covered herself as the strangers stood staring over her. “I didn’t know you were expecting company.” She giggled.

“This is Brad and Randy, they’ve come to have a little fun with you too.” Mark gave Kelly a wink and introduced his friends. Brad was bald and tall, with ebony skin and a salt and pepper beard. He was already unbuckling his pants and soon he had his long chocolate cock in his hand. Randy had greying black hair with a receding hairline and was clean shaven with thick framed glasses. Both men were around the same age as Mark and Alex and they were soon undressed and ready to take advantage of the supposedly vulnerable young girl before them. Read more »

[MM] Gymrats

Gymrats
Collaborative fiction by u/__purpleisafruit__ and u/MrCuddlefish

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*P*

All the pics on my profile were taken late at night, in a very quiet 24 hour gym, in the very public changing rooms!

I’m always pretty relaxed at that time since no one is ever there, so that’s why I decided to do a photo shoot!

You have just got to the gym, expecting it to be empty also, and walk in to the changing room and begin getting undressed.

Then you notice me, fully nude, taking pics of myself round the corner.

Tell me what you’d do in that scenario (and what picture I’m taking)

;)

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*M*

I’m feeling pretty good – just finished up a run and the blood’s flowing all over. I feel loose, carefree… nothing on my mind. I head into the locker room for a shower. At this hour, the place is usually empty, so it’s a good time to just take a little pleasure in being slow. The shower’s hot… takes a little while at first, but once it warms up it feels so good to stretch out. I soap up good, make sure to run a finger over the rubbery bits of my rectum … and okay, maybe just slide it in a few times. God, it sends a jolt right to my cock, and for the briefest moment I’m hard… but this is a public place. There could be other guys here, after all. The finger slips out, and my cock softens. Patience… there’ll be time at home. Read more »

Birthday Boy John (mf+, teen, cons, bi) [Part 1/?]

*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy, not real life. Please treat it as such.*

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John stood in front of the bathroom mirror, his small frame was still developing but he could see how his shoulders had broadened lately and a few dark hairs had grown under his thin arms. He turned to the side and looked down at his soft penis, it had 14 hairs around it (he had counted every day for the past week since he had noticed them) and it even looked a little thicker. He shook it and pulled on it until it started to grow and lengthen, he smiled and thrust his hips out a little. “Grow cock, grow long and hard,” he whispered and moved toward the running shower. Read more »

I love grinding and dry humping. This is a true story of how I like it and what I do when I fantasize about it. ( feedback very much welcomed ). NSFW

I am very into sex. I’ve been dating my current boyfriend for 5 years and I’ve never turned him down. I will share some of those stories another time.

As much as I love fucking, there is just something about dry humping that really gets me worked up. I know that it sounds like such a high school thing to do but I find myself fantasizing about it all the time.

I often lie in bed and find myself thinking about straddling a guy on the couch while I pull his hair, kiss him, and circle my hips while grinding my clit against his fully clothed super hard cock.

Before I know it, I find my fingers slip down inside my panties and I’m rubbing my clit while circling and jutting my hips up and down. I occasionally dip my fingers into my wet pussy then bring them back to my clit.

My other hand slides under my shirt to grab my breast and gently roll my nipple in between my fingers. I imagine the guy I’m grinding on is sucking that nipple while the pace of my grinding increases and I get wetter and wetter. I imagine his moans, his balls getting tighter and his dick becoming even more engorged. Read more »

My wi[F]e fulfilled a fantasy

My wife has always had a fantasy of being with a significant others best friend even before we got together. So of course the fantasy made her find my best friend James that much more attractive after meeting him. She would talk about getting turned on at the thought of him fucking her, specially loved the thought of being in the middle of me and him in a threesome.

One weekend James texted me asking if we wanted to come over to his house for a cookout saying he was going to invite a few other people over. We thought it would be fun and joked about how that night could be her chance to live out her fantasy. We waited till about 7 o’clock that night to leave the house but had to stop and get the liquor. My wife put on her cheeky red one piece swim suit and we headed out the door. We arrived to his place after stopping to get liquor and we went to the back of his house to his new underground pool. Read more »

[cheating fantasy] [rough sex] [oral] The men of my dreams Pt. 1.

Obligatory “I’m new to this so go easy on me”. This is my actual fantasies that will be coming to life in a series. All typed on mobile so I apologize for any typos.

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“You know, I can see you promoting rather quickly wherever you go, Zo. Faster than your husband for sure”. John’s words excited me beyond belief. He was a stalky man, about 5’9”, maybe 180 lbs, perfectly muscled and delicious. His uniform was always perfectly polished and so was his wedding ring, but he still managed to give me those “fuck me” eyes with a dash of flirtation. His black smoothed back hair and I knew pursuing him could end both our careers and marriages, but I couldn’t help it, I was soaking every time he spoke to me.

John and I had worked together for three years at the police station. In charge of press releases, he was always hidden away in his office, but he always made time to talk to me. Today I was going in to have him sign my release from employment papers. Read more »

Watch out for the quiet ones: My Tryst With a Married MILF [MF]

“Sorry, your reddit content is a little bit too much for me:)”

I had invited someone who had posted on my local r4r page to check my Reddit content out and judge if I fit her criteria to meet up and have good ol’ fashioned sex. Alas, ’twasn’t to be. To cheer myself up, I was reminded of “*Some days you’re the pigeon, some days the statue*”. Today, I was decidedly a statue.

A few days later, however, I see an orange envelope. A message from her!! She said she tried and liked the coffee shop I had alluded to in my earlier message as a meet-up spot.

“*Her post is wildly popular, why did she choose to write back again to me? Must investigate!*” ran my internal monologue. Not wasting any time, I offered to buy her my favorite drink from said shop. She didn’t say no.

Leading up to our meeting, I sussed out that she

– is one hot MILF who is breastfeeding

-would love to be deep-throated

-loves the idea of sex in a public place

“*This is too good to be true. If she turns out to be an organ harvester, it would still have been worth it*” Read more »

Lesson One

“We are going to go slow”, he said, in that unmistakably masculine voice that just made her catch her breath every time he spoke. “I don’t want to break you on our first night together.” *NO! BREAK ME!* She heard his words, even understood them, but she knew what she could take. And what she wanted. And what she wanted was to be his. Completely. Totally. She wanted to be every fantasy, dream, lustful idea, and dirty thought he had ever had. She was more than prepared to take him to his limits, and maybe even push beyond.

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“The first rule I have is that you will wear, or not wear, anything I tell you by the time play begins.” He said. He was seated on his sofa, fully dressed from his day in the office. She had just brought him his preferred bourbon on the rocks, and was now kneeling at his feet, back straight, paying rapt attention to every word he was saying. “The second rule I have is that when you have earned your collar, you must wear it at all times, when at home. If you are very good, I will get you a collar to wear out.” He sipped his bourbon, and watched her. She was slowly trying to grind against the floor, and he could tell she was beginning to get antsy for more IMMEDIATE attention. Read more »