Tag: Fantasy

[MFM] my first time being serviced by two men

This is my memory of the first time I was lucky enough to be the center of 2 great men. I was 27 at the time, and just started seeing Brendan. The sex was amazing, he knew exactly how rough I liked it, but never took it too far. The orgasms I had were the type that make you weak, shakey and completely vulnerable. I loved them.

One afternoon we’d just finished our afternoon delight, and in our post orgasmic haze we began to talk about the possibility of another cock joining us. Brendan had told me before that he had always wanted to suck a cock, and ever since I heard this, I wanted to share a cock with him. Giddy with excitement we got dressed and posted an ad online looking for someone to share in our fantasy. Read more »

The IT Guy Who Services Pussy [mF][pros.][oral]

I pulled up in front of the modest two story stucco home in an arid suburb south of Scottsdale’s city core and rechecked the given address before putting the car in park. Dressed inconspicuously in my Geek Squad type uniform of a navy blue polo shirt, khakis, and topsiders, and with my IT service bag in hand, I stepped out of my car into the blazing Arizona heat. I walked up a meandering pathway through a rock and cactus garden to the front door and rang the doorbell. I’ve never met Mrs. Pelley. Lord, I hope she’s fuckable.

The lock snapped open and a woman of average height who looked to be in her early 40’s opened the door. She had caramel brown hair with honey blonde highlights that framed her heart shaped face. Sultry green eyes, a pouty lower lip, dressed in a white tank top, pink sweat pants and bejeweled flip flops; yeah she was fuckable. She was curvy but toned with big boobs and a Botoxed face. Most of my clients have the same attributes as though having a Botox is a requirement to be a member of the same country club as their friend and my pimp, Suzanne Murphy. Read more »

[F][STR][CNC] I want to be Forced (SPOILERS for The Last Jedi)

Skip this one if you’re not a fan of consensual non-consent or rape fantasies. This is (obviously!) fiction.

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I remember reading so much NC-17 fanfiction as a teenager. I saw sexual dynamics in all my favorite media since childhood, and burgeoning online fandoms let me find others who did the same. Livejournal, fanfiction.net, and custom stories I wrote for and with friends fueled my best masturbatory fantasies from twelve well into college. Though I don’t read or write fanfiction anymore, I still let my mind wander down those paths from time to time.

I saw *The Last Jedi* last week and it ~~snoked~~ stoked my longstanding interest in people who flirt with evil. I’ve never done anything truly *bad*, but I know I have the capacity for it. I’ve felt the temptation to cross solid moral lines, and with a different upbringing, maybe I’d have given in to those darker impulses. Though I never will, seeing it acted on by others for power or pleasure stirs something in the pit of my stomach—part fear, part excitement. I felt that about Vader as a kid (thanks for showing us the original trilogy, Dad) and I feel it about Kylo Ren now. Read more »

Vacation with my Masseuse [MF][Long]

I’m a longtime reader but this is my first post… names have been changed and a few details omitted. First a bit about me. I’m a 42-year-old man, about six foot, fit. I was in a car accident on a business trip a few years back and broke a lot of bones. I recovered, but my doctor recommended that I visit a massage therapist to work out some of the muscle and nerve problems that I still had. I had never done massages before but my insurance covered it, so why not? I did some research and found a female licensed massage therapist in the area who had great reviews. Her name was Irene, a 28-year-old with her own two room clinic in a strip mall. I didn’t know this beforehand but Irene was downright gorgeous. Five foot two, barely a hundred pounds. She has dirty blonde hair, a beautiful face – with blue eyes. She has perky b-cups, a slim waist and the most incredible thighs. This girl exercises daily and her body is lean, but she’s been blessed with wide (for her size) hips and an extraordinary bubble butt – a figure hard not to notice as she always does her treatments in form fitting tops and leggings. Sigh. Read more »

Downing Abbey – Chapter 1

**(Abigail)**

If I had known there’d be eight inches of hot lawyer inside of me before the end of the week, I’d have asked to take Monday off. Instead of making that call, I’m about to walk into a law firm. But first, some context explaining why I’m buried six-feet under a mountain of crap. Gender equality is a fantasy, just like karma.

There I am, two weeks ago. I’m doing my deep breathing after washing off the last of my smudged mascara and runny nose. The right amount of pride and stubbornness held my chin up and rolled my shoulders back as I splashed cold water over my face. I was sure as shit not letting that asshole see that he got to me. Tears were normal, but what happened that day in the store manager’s office was not.

It felt innocent at first – smiles and laughs and an open air for discussion. But big flapping red flags should have been raised when he said, ‘let’s lock the door while we discuss salary.’ Intuition, you have failed me. Read more »

A Tinder Tale pt 1 [MFM]

Evan showed up with flowers.  The were white lillies and went well with his solid blue suite and white dress shirt.

“You must be Evan.” I said with a smile.

“And you must be my date.” He said leaning forward.  Gently cupping a hand behind my neck, he planted a solid kiss.  He lingered just long enough that my body flushed.  I resisted a strong urge to part my lips.

Pulling back an inch with a smile he whispered, “You look stunning.”

Without an invitation, Evan walked past me an into the living room.  I stood for a moment holding the flowers and catching my breath.

What was I getting myself into?  A couple unplanned adventures with my husband’s brother and co-worker had evolved into a Tinder fantasy.  That fantasy had just walked into my house…and I already needed dry underpants.

“Hey, Evan.” I heard my husband say behind me in the living room.

Intros and dinner we’re a blurr.  I went through a bottle of whine myself.  As we finished desert, my husband turned to Evan and said, “We though we might kick back and watch a movie.” Read more »

[FF*] Darkness [fantasy] [tent]

As Lynda nibbled at her ear, Lily slowly woke up, the stark sunlight outside doing its best to penetrate the thick wooden shutters on the window. Both of them were still stained and sticky, covered in gifts from the patrons they had served the night before.

“Someone is knocking.” Lynda said between playful bites.

She was right. Someone was softly knocking at the door to their bed chamber. Cursing softly, Lily staggered to her feet and made her way over to the door, flinging it open to find the Madam waiting without.

“Good morning.” she offered pleasantly.

“There’s nothing good about the morning.” Lily said with a yawn. “Why are you waking us up before midday?”

“An archivist from the college is waiting for you and Lynda in the parlor.” the Madam explained. “Apparently he needs a pair of whores for some special project, or problem, or something.”

“I didn’t really listen past the part where he told me how much he would be paying.” she admitted with a shrug. “So get Lynda up, have a quick bath, and then find him in the parlor.” Read more »

Straight married man, slightly bent

I’ll start with this; I’m madly in love with my wife. She is the alpha and omega of life, has been for 23 years. We are faithful and open in every way. We mess around a lot. We are each other’s sex fantasy fulfillment and it works – it really works. We have discussed at length a scenario where she watches me, just watches while another guy and I suck each other off. I want this to happen but I don’t know where to find people (guys) like me.

Any advice?

Demon Seed 2 [fMM] [bst] [nc] [preg] [fantasy] [huml] [buk]

Part 1 can be found in my post history. This one is a bit different; see the descriptive tags. “Cunnus” is Latin for “slut”.

Demon Seed 2 [fMM] [bst] [nc] [preg] [fantasy] [huml] [buk]

The Demon took me to his realm, where many humans were servicing his minions. Everyone there, including me, was naked. Trails of blood and semen from my rape and impregnation that had happened just moments ago had dried on my legs and ass.

His minions were beasts that had the legs and face of a bull, the torso of a man, and the cock of a horse. Reading my mind, he said *Those are minotaurs*. He then flooded my mind with images of me being ravaged by them. *After you give birth to my child, you will service them*.

The Demon led me to a large colosseum that was filled with these minotaurs, men, and women. In the middle was a small, black marble pool in the ground. Next to it was a black marble table. To everyone in the colosseum, he said *This servant, whose name was Lindsay in the earthly realm, has been impregnated by my seed and will bear us a child. You will call her Cunnus.* The crowd was silent. Read more »

Fucking a hot babe in an empty classroom [Str8] [mf] [anal]

I walked into the class and Claire was sitting there on a desk. She was wearing a green zip up hoodie and short shorts. My eyes glanced down to her legs and my perverted mind immediately conjured up an image of me tracing them with my hands, until I found my way between her legs-

I forced myself to stop fantasizing and look up at her. I caught the curves of her breasts under her hoodie along the way and had to block out more ungodly images. Images I would save for later.

“What’s up, Claire?”

Claire and I were both in the same senior philosophy class, which was really the only reason I knew her, and we had a test coming up tomorrow. I had been in the library studying late after school when I got a text from her asking me to come up here – I assumed she wanted help studying.

“Oh, nothing much,” she said, absently tracing her hand across the desk’s surface. Her bag was there beside here but she didn’t have any books or papers out. My dirty mind was sub-consciously hoping for something dirty, but I reminded myself I didn’t live in a porno. Read more »