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The Fantasy

The wife has a fantasy she confessed to me a while back. Every time I think about it I get hard. I finally decided one day to make it come true for her. It took some doing but I finally got it all together. I told her we were going out on date night. Little did she know I had packed a goody bag in the trunk and that she was in for a ride. I told her I wanted to surprise her with where we were going, so I made her wear a blindfold. She hesitatingly put it on. We drove to the place where...

ALMOST A FANTASY

ALMOST A FANTASYThis is a real story. Well almost. It’s 80% true, 20% fantasy. You figure out which is which. It was during a summer. My husband was away at work and our black neighbor was helping me with one thing or another, and my own salaciousness was taking the best of me. This being a hot summer day, he was shirtless and wearing thin sports slacks. His abs were fabulous. I had on pair of tiny white cotton athletic shorts that were a size to small fitting my ass tightly. My inner labia...

This Woman Gave Me a New Fantasy

When I was going to meet this woman, she flaked out on me, and stopped contacting me. Now I am left hanging with this new fantasy. If you want to help me fulfill my fantasy, please contact me. Not that long ago, this woman contacted me and asked me if I was interested in role-playing, and I said yes. Then she told me what she had in mind. She said that when I come over she was going to turn me into her little slutty daughter, and that she will be dressed as one of my girlfriend's...

Jacketandheels fantasy

This is written to jacketandheels and what her pics make me think aboutI will tell you what my whole fantasy was. I only had a few seconds to write you back and I really wanted to at that moment so I just wrote the quick first part of my fantasy. See I think because you have such a cute face and such perfect tits I would have to tit fuck you with a facial. I just love tit fucking when the girl pushes her tits together so her fingers are rubbing the top of my cock . That way I can grab your head...

Lacy Bridal Fantasy

Lacy Bridal FantasyOff again to meet my sensational naughty tease Suzy, we've been fuck buddies for a good while now and tonight promises to be another night of intense lustful passion. I had arranged for the two of us to stay at a classy hotel, I had seen the room before hand, the main feature being the huge four poster bed, I knew straight away that we'd be having a full night of intense sexual pleasure in here. Suzy would be arriving before me, and on my over she'd been texting me, am here...

My Amma 8217 s Blouse 8211 Part 2 The Fantasy

Do you know how it feels when you kiss? The warm breath that you feel on your skin, the soft contact and squeezing of the lips, the tickly hide-n-seek played by the tongues inside the mouth, the saliva exchange. It’s the best sensation I’ve ever felt, better than sex because it lasts as long as you want. As long as you have a partner willing to lend her lips. In my case, my partner is my amma (mother). My father died and left behind a very young beautiful widow. Although my amma has overcome...

Oliver s Vacation Fantasy

Before you read this, know this didnt actually happen. the first part of the story is true, but after we arrived to our hotel the story then becomes Olivers fantasy. He wrote this for me one night at work and I just had to share. It turned me on so much I knew it would turn others on too! Hope you love it as much as I did.It had been a long time since Briley and I had been able to get a weekend away. We had planned 3 nights away in a town about 7 hours away. Booking a hot tub suite in a hotel …...

My Lustful Fantasy

I’d often talked to Teresa, mainly on a Saturday evening after I’d had a drink, about the idea of her canoodling with another guy whilst I was there but she’d always dismissed the idea and gone funny on me. I’m not sure if I’d get involved and it end up like a manage-a-trios because then I’d be a part of ‘it’ and not a spectator. I think I’d go with Teresa’s wishes on that one, if it helped her. I don’t know as though I’d like her to have full penetrative sex but at the same time I can’t expect...

Fucked Girlfriend In Incest Fantasy

Mera naam tom(name change) hai. Mai ek engineer hu. Mai delhi me rehta hu. Mera sex sambandh meri mami se reh chukka hai. Meri mami ka naam rupam(real name) hai. Us kameeni ka figure bohot faadu hai. 34-36-34. Moti bhari hui gaand. Do mote globe jaise chuche. Aur chut ek dum dumdar jispe sunhare rang ke baal hai. Rang gora hai. Wo nangi hoke bohot sexy lagti hai. Usko nanga krke piche se dekhne me jo maza hai wo kahi nahi hai kyuki uski gaand bhot maal lagti hai. Khair mami ki baat baad me kisi...

my fantasy

Well, it would start off by me meeting you for lunch and we hit off by you saying that there is a party at my place for this labor day weekend and you live pretty close to me so i was thinking you should come....then you bite the lower part of your lips and smile because i have been staring at your lips as you spoke to me and i say ok, what time? You tell me the time and then i show up about 5 minutes early, and you have on a very revealing dress with cleavege just about to pop out. But not to...

my fantasy

My fantasyA quick delve into the perverse part of me, all my other stories have been true but this is pure fantasyWritten by B.BI am home alone and like any normal person I am watching some hard core porn and reading some very erotic stories, I have watched some lesbians licking each others juicy cunts licking and finger fucking until one squirts her hot juice in the face of her willing partner. This gives me extremely tingly balls as my cock grows in my trousers, I watch a man with a huge cock...

My Fantasy

When I was a teenager, well 12 or 13 years old my best friend ****d me. This is a true story. I was at my friends house visiting while my mom ran her errands. His dad and step mom were at work so we were at his house alone.After I was there for a while, he started to wrestle me. I took him down to the floor and felt his hardon rub against my arm. I got up and jumped away from him being shocked at his obvious arousal. He tried to grab me but I ran from him through the house. He caught me and...

What is your desire and fantasy

The following story is an act of fiction and any resemblance to reality is purely a coincedence. It is something in my imagination that I am using to describe my open mindedness as well as some of the kinks I have been or am into. I hope you enjoy. She eagerly awaits the arrival of her guest, checking again to make sure her husbands car is gone from the driveway. She adjusts her sundress and tries to steady her breathing. "I've never been with anyone but my husband" she thinks out loud "And...

Massage Fantasy

This is a fantasy. It’s true that for about twenty years I was a regular at massage parlors where the ladies worked nude and gave me a hand job at the end. That was until the authorities shut them down in the city where I live. But it’s based on what one of the ladies told me one day: That one of the newer ladies opened the door to the reception area and her Dad was there in the waiting room. He was a regular. But I didn’t have a twenty-something daughter in those days. Give me some positive...

A Mature Fantasy

A Mature Fantasy Fiction by LorenaMae (c) 1995 Dear Sally, Thanks for your note. I am sorry I haven't written sooner, but my life is a bit crazy. As you know, the band broke up, so I was unemployed. I went down to the state, and they had this deal that if I took a training course they would pay for the training, plus money to live on. It sounded good. I wanted something butch but not too messy, but they gal saw that I had an art background and really pushed me to go to...

A Giant Pussy Femdom BBW Fantasy

A Giant Pussy Femdom BBW FantasyA picture with a short story about it (See the picture for this short story atxhamster here: http://xhamster.com/photos/view/796695-13016954.html ).You have always loved pleasing huge huge women. Your new girlfriend said she was6 foot 4 inches tall and has the widest hips you ever saw. She has to turnsideways to go through doorways and she only admits to being 400+ pounds.To you she looks much larger and she just waddles along, as her relatively shortlegs are so...

Satisfying A Hot Lusty Bitch And Her Fantasy

Hey beautiful ladies, this is Gautam again with a new story of a satisfying a Hot lusty bitch whom i met in gym and satisfied her lust and fantasy ……I am a smart and decent looking guy 6’1ft tall and I’m 24 years of age and my dick is 9inches… I am from Jaipur, India and I want all you to read my experience and give response at my e-mail …and if anyone are unsatisfied with there partners. you can contact me for this wonderful service…any aunties, bhabhies, Divorced ladies, I would love to help...

A Ballet Fantasy

I am a 25 year old single professional male with a secret love of bondage and crossdressing and in particular a fascination with ballet and dancewear; to me, tight fitting leotards, catsuits, fishnet tights, ballet shoes etc is much more exciting than the traditional basques, stockings, high heels etc, although I have to admit my growing wardrobe includes them all. What was missing was a pair of pointe shoes and as I surfed the internet for pages of pictures of them, my desire to own a...

my fantasy

Every One, Every Holeby zazrix9Copyright© 2005 by zazrix9?A few years back, someone finally bought the house across the street that had been empty after a divorce case. I was anxious to see who might move in.The day the woman moved in the divorced couple were still not completely out. There was construction on the road and the driveway was blocked. She arrived with 3 trucks, and paced up and down, smoking, on the next block, waiting to get in. From a distance she looked like she was in her mid...

My Ultimate Fantasy

This is a work of fiction. Hence not a real event, just for arousal purposes only. Hello Readers, here’s my first story for ISS. I’ve been reading stories here since a long time, specifically years I should say, years which I should kinda say inspired me to write this too. So not boring you much, I’ll just jump to the story. So here it is!    So, here I was in my 19th year of life, just experiencing my ultimate fantasy. Well let me start from the beginning. I’m Rohan average built with wheatish...

My Sex Fantasy

My sex fantasy the one that if i lived it i could die happy would have to be me in a room just an average sitting or bedroom nothing weird about it no leather on scary creepy stuff just me in a normal room with about 10 or 12 guys or trannies but the majority of the time it is with guys and there is a reason for that because i prefer trannies to guys and in this fantasy i do not enjoy myself but that wud be impossible if i was in a room full of trannys you get it i know confusing but it will...

A Later in Life Prom Fantasy

A Later in Life Prom Fantasy By Delanna Madison It must have been the 5th or 6th time that I checked my makeup and worked at getting my hair just perfect. It seemed as though I would never truly be satisfied with the results. "Come on Del, you're acting like a silly schoolgirl on her first date," I thought to myself. Then the irony struck me and I had to laugh. In a way, that's exactly what I was. Not quite a schoolgirl in terms of age, but soon to be on my way to my first prom,...

Our Fantasy

OUR FANTASY TOGETHER - #1Once I had got the room set with low lights, candles lit, wine on ice, and me laying naked on the bed…resting again the head board…..I called your name. You came through the door way with your long dark hair all curly and down…and dressed in only a black see through teddy, where I could clearly see your hard erect nipples through the material and the dark hair covering your pussy.My eyes were a gazed on your gorgeous body and beautiful eyes. My hard cock got a quick...

My fantasy

I'm a happily married man of 30 years. My wife is very attractive, however, she could care less about sex. I still have a very high sex drive and desire for her. Needless to say, I end up taking matters into my own hand to satisfy my sexual needs. During these times I often fantasize about another man having sex with my wife since we don't have sex that often. Here's how things would play out.First off, my wife and I would have to agree on whom she would have sex with. He would need to be clean...

My Fantasy

I awoke in the morning, lazily rolled over and slapped my alarm clock. Just ten more minutes I thought and as this thought quickly passed through my head unable to get a hold in my young brain just like most others. And just as soon as this though disappeared another emerged. This thought redirected the blood in my body from one head to another and I soon found my hand sliding down my body and slowly into my pants. Once there it grasped the base of my dick with its thumb on one side and its...

My Fantasy

This is just a story of a fantasy I have always had....hope to! As I come out the shower and begin to dry my body the thoughts of the evening ahead run through my mind. With anticipation of the candlelight dinner and dancing he has planned for us I shiver. I smile. And begin to lotion my arms and legs soft and smooth. Then lotion my breast and stomach where I now feel butterflies fluttering thinking of his smile I cant help but think of his strong jaw and soft sweet lips....that I hunger to...

Wife s Fantasy

This is my first let me know what you think...Wife’s Fantasy After being away from home for work for a few weeks I returned home to find my wife in extreme need of an adult night out. Stressed out from everyday activities like work kids and everyday drama of friends and others. We decide to go out to eat at a nice restaurant and go see the new chick flick playing in town. As usual trying to leave the house is a chore what to get the kids for dinner, what to wear and going over the rules once...

A Perfect Fantasy

Hi friends I am back again with a new story. Thank you all for your wonderful feedback. This story is a pure fantasy which I have dreamt twice and want to enjoy it in real life everyone has a favourite porn star and everyone of you always want to be with that person. I also have a favourite porn star and his name is Brent Everett whenever I see him I always feel him besides me and always want to get fucked by him. He is my true hero around 2 months back I came home late at night from my...

My Life Long Fantasy

My Lifelong Fantasy I answered this guy's ad in the beginning, thinking how marvelous it would be to meet a lonely old man living in a big house. There were no designs for reaping an inheritance or gold-digging a rich guy. I am not one who is a user. That kind of stuff makes me sick anyway. Besides, I've lived for a while without niceties and the luxury of the truly wealthy: I don't need to prove anything to anyone, and I certainly don't need money. It's finding what you want...

The Gratified Sexual Fantasy

Lighting a cigarette I sit in my car listening to Bob Dylan’s Like a Rolling Stone on the radio. In this dark, dank, multi-storey car park, she doesn’t see me as she walks past my car. I pop the trunk of my car before leaving it and begin to follow her. I dip and dodge in between parked cars avoiding detection. She is oblivious to me presence, which will make what I’m about to do so much easier. As she approaches her car she begins to rustle about in her handbag for her car keys. I run up...

Strict Aunt spanking fantasy

Initially, Jerry was not happy with his wife joining the local amateur theater group. However, the first time that he saw her made up to be the mature school teacher, he knew he had to do a fantasy scene with her done up like that. Since they had previously done scenes, to spice up the sex life in their marriage, he knew that the issue would not be getting her onboard, but rather, what scene would be really hot? After milling it around in his head for awhile, he made some notes and approached...

Pursuing a Fantasy

Pursuing a Fantasy Part 1 I'm sitting in my car outside the Albatross, its rainbow flag fluttering in the soft night breeze. Would tonight be the night? I have come here on three consecutive Saturdays to find an answer, or to answer a longing. Well, perhaps three is a charm. I lock the car and proceed to the door. A wave of music and conversation greets me as I open it. I give what I hope is a friendly smile to the few faces that turn to witness my entry. I walk up to the bar and select an...

Thoughts Of You my friend my fantasy

As I lay here everything is silent, my wife gone for the day shopping, the kids off with grandma. I languish in the silence of it all. Lying back on the bed, in just a t-shirt and basketball shorts, I begin to write to you on my little net book. There seems to be so much I want to say, but still I hold back. I’m not sure of how far we can or how far we should take this. I want to pour my heart out to you, but I don’t want to scare you away either. After all I am more than twice your age and I...

My cuckold fantasy

This is only the second story I have written here. The first was non-fiction, every word and emotion was true. I wish I could say the same for at least parts of this second story; while the emotions are true all of the details are manufactured inside my head which has been working through this fantasy, evolving it in my mind over many years as I stroke my cock to thoughts of serving my wife and her hung dominant lovers. My wife is not kinky, for most of our years together has not been very...

Opals Fantasy

Opal’s Fantasy?A Gift of Ben Wah Balls? ?Ohhhh, my!? You say, as the Ben Wah Balls are handed to you. Large and made of slick, cool steel, they vibrate gently in your hand as you click them together. Warming to your hand, they seem almost alive and you manipulate them with your fingers, swirling them in the palm of your hand. I can see the small hairs on the back of your neck stand up at attention as the harmonics of the balls resonates up your arm. Your body is responding to them...

My Sexy Neighbors My Fantasy

This is my first story, I have lots more in my head, I love reading erotica and will work hard to make my stories better and better, thanks for reading. Please let me know what you think? There was a sexy white woman, she seemed to be in later forties, that lived down the hall from me, she also had a sexy daughter that was about 19yrs old. I use to see them in the elevator, both blond always smiling and both fine as hell. I would say the customary good morning and smile, I would watch...

Karrishma a true fantasy

Hi! All!! This is a really HORNY BOY from Dhaka, Bangladesh. I am a very big fan on this site. I have read all the storie s. But I dont have any story of myself to share with you people. Because in the age of 20, I am still a virgin guy. But I can share my FANTASY wit h you. I have got a huge response about my earlier stories. So today I am sending my greatest fantasy 96 about Karisha Kapoor to me, who is t he most beautiful actress… I am a photographer and photograph Models and Actresses. The...

Human Toilet Fantasy

In this fantasy, I find out about a local BDSM community and that they meet on Friday night at a private club In this fantasy, I find out about a local BDSM community and that they meet on Friday night at a private club.? I decide that I am going to crash their party and see what I can find out.? When I go to the door, it is unlocked, and I am easily able to walk in.? There is a bar on the opposite end of the room and at least 50 people there.? I stroll through the room with confidence,...

Lakshmi my fantasy

Hi all this is Nikhil this is my first story in ISS I know this site from long but this is the first time am sharing my experience I had sex with many girls but I always fantasy married women. Let me explain you my experience with Lakshmi. This was before 3years when I completed by engineering and stayed at home for 6months and applying for jobs. I was 22years old and she was 27.Shez a married women who lives opposite to my house. She has 2kids. Elder daughter was in 4th class and her son was...

Girls you must read this fantasy

I am living in Coimbatore for last 36 years. I respect womanhood and I vouch on the fact that a woman needs to enjoy sex more than a man and I have practically realized it whenever I loved a lady in bed. This happens when women don’t get fucked the way they want to be by their husbands. I like ladies with good looks, figure and good sense of humor. These qualities help me to bring out more out of me to offer services to the lady I am sexually playing with. I have always wished to meet a lady...

My fantasy

This is my made story. This happened this July when I received an e mail of a girl from Lahore she has read my story and was very attracted the way I fucked Noreen she thought first that it is just a fantasy but I cleared it in my reply to her that it was all true and Noreen is my maid and my best and first sex partner also so she desired to meet me and have a good fuck with me she was a bold girl any way as she immediately gave my her telephone number and address of her home. I thought at the...

Modern Fantasy

This story started off as a series of requests from https://aryion.com/g4/user/Heimko on Eka's Portal so some of the story elements come from them but all of the characters and fine details come from me. In a world with all the modern comforts: T.V, cars, the internet, etc. but also many different fantasy races living harmoniously with humans. Humans still made up the majority of the population, about 65% according to the census. With Elves and dwarves, each at 10% and the other 25% made up of...

Me my wife and a Amish man 3 way fantasy

This idea came to me the night before as the wife and I laid in bed, I asked her if she would like to invite our Amish neighbor over for supper tomorrow night since his wife was out of town. She said of course why not. I then said I wanted her to seduce him, she kind of chuckled and then said "Are you serious?" Absolutely, I told her. "How?" she asked and this is how my fantasy starts.................The next afternoon I called....(lets call him Vernon, age 53,5'7" and his hair is completely...

Her true side her fantasy

This is just a fanasy..I whisper this in her ear,,I have a pair of handcuffs tied to the bed post, tied in suck a way that I could move her face down or at anytime I could force her on her back.. now my big sexy wife is shy very shy, and only say yes if she is enjoying the fucking.Btw she loves to be held down and pretends to be ****d..**** has never happen,she just gets off on me telling her..We had a small party of friends over ,I plan on letting Gary fuck Jill in her ass. Than we have have a...

Please make my fantasy come true Femboy fantasy

Today is the day I meet my grindr daddy! I met daddy a few days ago as I was scrolling through grindr. I didn’t get any pictures or even his name even though I sent him tons. All I knew was that he had a cock and that was good enough for me. We agreed to meet at this sleezy hotel across town. He told me to dress in my sluttiest outfit and prepare to be strapped down and fucked. Strapped down? I didn’t quite know what he meant by that, but it sounds sexy. I did as he said and put on a slutty...

Cuckold Fantasy

A couple after seeing my pictures and reading my blog. They happen to live nearby and want me to be the Bull. I’m reluctant at first, so they offer to pay me $1,000 in “acting fees” as they would like to video the event for later enjoyment. Their house is nice and pleasantly decorated, if a bit conservative, and they’re both very excited and happy to see me in real life, and eager to get started. The wife is blushing because she can’t believe her husband has agreed...

Lauren s Horny Fantasy

Lauren is very horny. Things have been whacked at home for months now. Sex with Hubby, as infrequent as it was, is currently non-existent. My 2 other intimate, skin-to-skin relationships are also on indefinite hiaitus. To top it off, I'm taking everything at what feels like a healthy pace with my new friend, maybe girlfriend Bridget. In other words, only fantasy orgasms there for the time being. All that adds to one very sex-starved, pent-up, blue-eyed LaurenMom who is ready to vault herself...

Star Trek a Holodeck Fantasy

She had been eluding her pursuers for eternity, it seemed. The sweat on her body felt almost like a second skin, born of a mixture of fear and desperation; tightly controlled and held in check but a real, living entity nonetheless. The desperate fear was born when her palm flower began to blink steadily some nine hours ago. In another fifteen hours the blinking would cease and the flower would turn black. And she knew exactly what that meant. Mandatory suicide. She would be obligated by society...

Josie s Fantasy

Wanda went over to Larry's apartment, wearing only a short, transparent negligee under her coat. When Larry answered the door he was surprised. Wanda said, "I'm here to get fucked now. I'm so horny and you are going to take care of that and I will make you cum and cum and you will enjoy it." "Come, right in then, Wanda," Larry replied. As they went to the bedroom, he removed his clothes so he would be ready to fuck her cunt. After getting Wanda to lay on the bed, he ripped the...

Analized Phoenix Marie Hot Wife Anal Fantasy

Hot blonde and big boobs Phoenix Marie is a hot wife who is getting all dressed to impress. She is playing out a fantasy today for her husband. That fantasy is being the filthy anal whore she always wanted to be. Phoenix makes sure to spend extra time to ensure she looks like nothing but a MILF hooker who is ready to please cocks with her pussy, ass, and mouth. Her man is waiting for her patiently and wastes no time giving this athletic blonde everything her heart desires. Phoenix is...

MyPervyFamily Kitty Carrera Studying Sis Fantasy

“My stepsister and I never really got along… So it caught me off guard when I found myself watching her from outside her bedroom. My eyes were glued to her bright green panties and all I could fantasize about was seeing what’s underneath them! -In my perverted fantasy, Kitty welcomes me into her room. She’s not freaked out at my voyeurism, but actually turned on- You should close the door so mom and dad don’t hear us Ok, what are we going to do? You could watch me...

My MILF fantasy

I sat with her on the couch. I sat on the edge of the couch sideways looking at her. She was sat right back. Her feet didn't touch the floor. She twisted slightly towards me. I moved in to kiss her. Just as we started to kiss I placed my right hand onto her waist. I placed my palms against her feeling the soft flesh through her blouse. My left hand went arccos her shoulders. We kissed with tongue as my right hand gently pressed into the flesh of her tummy. That felt soo nice. I waded my hand...

SexAndSubmission Luna Lovely Real Life Fantasy

Luna and Charlotte are friends with some serious benefits and after having a conversation about Luna’s dirty fantasy, Charlotte decides to help her friend out with a plan she cooked up just for Luna. One day, unbeknownst to Luna, Charlotte sends her boyfriend over to help Luna have the kinkiest fantasy of a lifetime. The two ladies are having a chat when suddenly a stranger shows up behind Luna but she doesn’t heed the warning of her friend and is taken down in the most delightful, dirty way....

Private Fantasy

“Are sure you want to do this?” I asked again scared as hell. “You told me it was a turn on and well—I’m willing to try new things if it makes you happy.” The glimmer in his soft eyes said everything. He wasn’t kidding around. He really wanted to go through with this and didn’t care about the consequences. He had lost his fucking mind. “It’s a fantasy. I can think this shit up in my head. It doesn’t necessarily mean I want to do it for real.” “I know but what if you could make your fantasy...

My Most Secret Fantasy

This is my very, VERY secret fantasy. I’d like to have a threesome with a girl and you. It will be a lot easier and a lot more fun if she and I are comfortable with each other. She and I would have pretty much planned it, of course, and you’d just kind of come along for the ride. We’d be completely comfortable with each other, so no shyness or nervousness at all…which would make it a lot more fun for everyone. We three would be doing something normal, like watching a movie or something, and I’d...

Subash Threesome Fantasy

Read the story to know how Subash tricked Mownika to fulfill his threesome fantasy, and get his girlfriend into the pants of a stranger. [email protected]

Forbidden Fantasy

It's funny about fantasies. We all have them, but rarely do we get the opportunity to act them out in real life. They usually remain just that, fantasies, something to stimulate our minds and bodies and sit in that tiny area in the back of our thoughts, always hot to the touch but never fulfilled. My story is about a life-long fantasy of mine, one which became sort of an obsession over the years. It was both immensely satisfying and full of guilt, for it involved cheating on my wife with her...

Workplace Standards 2

Workplace Standards 2 By Monsta My wife Ellen and I were having a bit of an argument. Nothing serious, just one of those grocery store arguments long term couples tend to get into. Ellen wanted to get the "organic" milk, whereas I thought paying an extra $2 per gallon for milk was silly. Ellen seemed to get offended that I didn't "respect her opinion" and, well, bickering ensued. Unfortunately, we were right in the middle of that bickering when we rounded the corner and I ran into a...

Coworker was a sexual suprise

Unfortunate for me, my first wife was a bit monogamously challenged. I knew she was a DTF girl before we married, in fact, that was some of the attraction, but after finding evidence of infidelity a few times, I drew a line in the sand that unfortunately she crossed. The thing with her, is that alcohol always lowered her inhibitions quickly and made her extremely horny. She told me stories about being drunk and fucking multiple guys after a party, multiple one night stands, sucking off two...

Megan A Fantasy

Megan, A Fantasy By meganprincess Tom Harden was a confused sissy. But what sissy is not confused to some degree? Being a sissy is an awkward, funny business on the face of it. It leads to so many (often unanswerable) questions: Am I straight? Am I gay? Am I bisexual? Do I just have a panty fetish, or do I want to be a woman? Do I want to go on hormones and grow breasts? And if so, how large do I want them to be? Do I want to have a full sex change? If I have a sex change how will I...

Ass filled fantasy

My body is draped, stomach down, over the cold metal counter, my feet and legs hang down, my well lubed ass is exposed, waiting. My dick is by no means flaccid at the thought of what may happen, then the curtain by my face is drawn, a cock, dripping precum is pressed to my lips, I extend my tongue, passing over the slick head and curling under, flicking a few times, this throbbing cock waits for me. I slowly slide the head into my mouth, curling and swirling my tongue, then withdraw this...

A Midsummer Night s Fantasy

Martin Bishop opened the door to his apartment, glad to finally be home. It had been a long week for the twenty-five year old photographer, having had three major projects to complete. Now he was looking forward to a quiet night at home. The door hadn't even fully closed behind him when a tall, long-haired redhead, appeared from the kitchen. With a warm smile on her face, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. The press of her body against his was enough to make all the problems...

Workmates aged 14 and 16 end up working on each other alone in a tent HOT

If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most...

Patchwork People IV The Big Fat Middle of Nothing

IV. The big fat middle of nothing. Outside the bus window the night was something solid and impenetrable, not a star to be seen, only an occasional porch light burning on some farmhouse miles in the distance. For hours now they'd been passing through endless blind tracts of dark country, where shockingly few people lived, but Phoebe could still feel the cows out there in the night, watching, chewing, uncomprehending. Cows, cows, and more cows, that was her impression of the great...

Patchwork People V The Diner on Memory Lane

V. The diner on memory lane. The last time Marcia had spoken to anyone in her family it was to her brother Matt. That would be winter five years ago. They met in a 24-hour diner by the side of a highway in Metuchen, New Jersey. Pointedly, it was a restaurant Matt had never visited and no doubt never intended to visit again. Through a series of emails and two brief phone calls, she had explained the general situation and Matt's reaction had grudgingly advanced from "this has got to be...

Patchwork People VI The perfect pie crust

VI. The perfect pie crust. The windows were dark, covered with condensation. Inside, at the kitchen table, Marcia pressed the heel of her hand against the back of the santoku knife and cleaved the apple in half. Fuji, this time. There were five other apples prepared on the cutting board, skinned an unearthly greenish-white, already tarnishing. She was making an apple pie for the Blue Cat. "I still don't understand," Grace had said. "What you've got against birthdays. What's so...

Patchwork People VII A Bicycle Built for Two

VII. A bicycle built for two. Everyman's Cycles looked like a bicycle field hospital. Wherever you looked bicycles, or parts of bicycles, stood, leaned, or lay in various states of distress, awaiting Walt's attention. He'd get to each of them, eventually, in his methodical, patient way. Walt took in stray bicycles the way crazy old ladies collected cats. Most of them were rescues. Bicycles he found abandoned in fields, weeds growing through their spokes. Or locked for months to streets...

Patchwork People VIII Snowballs in paradise

VIII. Snowballs in paradise. Grace was unpacking a snow-globe collection from all fifty states that Mavis Pritchard had brought into the shop the day before. "Look at this," she said, holding one up with a hula girl and a palm tree inside. "There's even one from Hawaii. "Hmph. Snow in Hawaii. Who would imagine something like that?" "Someone who'd never been to Hawaii?" Marcia suggested. Grace turned the globe over. "Made in China. Well that explains it, I guess." She gave it...

Patchwork People IX The momster

IX. The momster. Her whole life Phoebe's biggest fear was that her Mom would die suddenly and without warning. Even as a little girl, she was kept awake with nightmares that seemed to foretell his horrible event in detail. She remembered anxiously watching her mom sleep, afraid that she might stop breathing, nudging her awake just in case. How cranky she would be! "What!" she'd bark, snorting and spluttering. "What's the matter with you? What time is it? Why aren't you in bed?" It...

Patchwork People X The amoeba life

X. The amoeba life. In the stories of people she admired, there was always a defining moment, a dramatic event that summed up their lives to a critical point and provided the pivot for a new life to come. Marcia would like to have had a similar "defining moment" in her life, but it struck her that her life not only lacked a defining moment, but that it really didn't have any definition at all. It was a more amorphous thing, her life; if it advanced, and that was often in doubt, it...

Patchwork People XI A ghost and a riddle

XI. A ghost and a riddle. Night again. Bus travel made her sleepy, but only during the day it seemed. She traveled through the night hours wide awake. Phoebe could see her reflection like a ghost super-imposed over all that limitless darkness. She felt like a ghost, too, like something not quite real, a figment of someone's imagination. But who's? She was a ghost floating across the countryside to haunt a person who'd run as far away from her as possible. What brought her back...

Patchwork People XII Mirror mirror

XII. Mirror, Mirror. The woman framed in the glass wore a flower-print silk skirt, a white blouse, and a light black sweater cinched tight above the waist. It was the sixth outfit she'd considered that morning, not counting the dozen or so she'd tried on mentally, rejecting them one after the other with a shudder of second-guess horror before they even made it out of the closet. "What do you think about this? Too frumpy, right?" Walt was sprawled on top of the bed, head propped on...

Patchwork People XIII Lame Burger

XIII. Lame burger. The bus that was supposed to bring Phoebe to Hope Crossing came and went with no Phoebe on it. Only a handful of passengers disembarked from the coach. A tall, elderly, stoop-shouldered man with a sharp-featured face descended first. He took a quick glace around, readjusted his grip on a battered suitcase, and trudged up the street. He was followed by a stout, middle-aged black woman in a church-lady pantsuit. Behind her were two children, chattering, bickering,...

Patchwork People XIV Gimme Shelter

XIV. Gimme shelter. "You live in a garage?" They were standing on the little concrete square outside the front door, staring up together at a tidy two story structure that, modifications notwithstanding, still, in fact, looked very much like a garage. "Well, it's not exactly a garage. Actually, It's a converted carriage house. I'm just renting. The woman I work for owns it. She lives in the main house across the garden." "A carriage house? What's that?" "It's where they used...

Patchwork People XV Breakfast Club

XV. Breakfast club. Sunlight poured through the checkered curtains of the kitchen window. The sliced bananas and butter were simmering on the stovetop. Marcia added to them spices she'd already toasted--cinnamon, nutmeg, clove. Together they filled the carriage house like incense. This was the Church of Home and she was performing the celebration of Good Morning. She measured out a half-cup of white flour and poured it into the mixing bowl. In another bowl she whisked three eggs, a...

Patchwork People XVI Buried Secrets

XVI. Buried Secrets. First thing I do on that first day is I take a detour through town to check out this totally demented store where Marcia mentioned she has a job. What kind of a job, I can't quite imagine. From what I can tell, it sounds like something super low-ambition, some not-trying-too-hard menial position that can't possibly pay very much. Given my main reason for showing up here in Hope Crossing, that doesn't bode well for the future of yours truly. You can imagine my...

Patchwork People XVII Hell s Angel

XVII. Hell's Angel Walt was in the workroom of his shop when she called. He was putting new brake cables on a Rivendell Sam Hillborne. He was customizing the bike for one of his more well-heeled patrons, a dentist who fancied himself a cycling aficionado. He was the kind of guy who outfitted himself like he was racing in the Tour de France just to tool his way through the park. He always bought the very latest, most cutting-edge gear. Everything high-tech and top of the line. But he spent...

Patchwork People XVIII Beauty and the Beast

XVIII. Beauty and the beast. So I finally got to meet the boyfriend. Surreal! He was one of those big, burly, biker-types. His arms (and who knows what else) covered in tats, the seriouso kind. I'll bet anything some of them are prison tattoos. Long gray hair tied back in a grizzled ponytail. Grizzled beard, too. He was exactly the kind of guy that every dad shudders to imagine his daughter will bring home one day. And here my dad was bringing him home to me! See what I mean by...

Patchwork People XIX First draft people

XIX. First draft people. An occasional bat flickered across the stars overhead. The gardenias and hibiscus had long drawn in their petal- awnings. Across the lawn, the hunched bushes looked like a queue of black-robed monks marching back to their monastery. And in the middle distance, fireflies marked a secondary night-sky of transitory constellations in what might have been an even more unpredictable universe than the one we find ourselves inhabiting, one that blinks in an out of...

Patchwork People XX Glass Houses

XX. Glass houses. To the sadly uninitiated, a bicycle is simply a convenient means of transportation, low-tech, eco-friendly, inexpensive, ultra-democratic. For the fitness conscious, it's a superior form of practical exercise: you could get your aerobic workout and run errands at the same time. For others, the bicycle endures as the conveyance of childhood memories--tricycle, Big Wheels, training wheels, scraped knees and paper routes. However to someone like Walt, a bicycle was all...

Patchwork People XXI Full Xanax moments

XXI. Full Xanax moments. Her heart skipped a beat before her brain was fully conscious of the reason. There'd been a total communications blackout between them of several years running but Marcia recognized Claire's old email address immediately. She remembered, too, clicking open the message, the standard post-divorce tone of Claire's emails: terse, authoritative, and demanding. Then, as now, Claire communicated with Marcia as she would with a subordinate whose compliance was taken...

Patchwork People XXII The x factor

XXII. The x factor. It was a strange council they made that evening sitting on Grace's porch. Walt and Marcia, Claire, and, of course, Grace herself, puttering about busily, trying to make everyone comfortable. It brought to mind those old photographs of Yalta, where Stalin, Roosevelt, and Churchill posed with forced congeniality for the camera, the most unlikely and unnatural of allies, each of them knowing full well that their cooperation was only temporary. That the moment the...

Patchwork People XXIII Strange Geography

XXIII. Strange geography. They really should teach more geography at school, that's what I'm thinking. I mean, I've got to get to New Mexico, but I'm not even sure where it is. In the Southwest, somewheres, which is good enough to say, if you're living two thousand miles away in New Jersey and have no intention of ever actually going there. I don't even know if it comes before or after Arizona. I'm in Oklahoma now, a really godawful place from what I can see of it, which isn't...

Patchwork People XXIV Cactus Country

XXIV. Cactus country. The day was cool and clear. An auspicious day for new beginnings. The cloudless sky stretched tight, a blue tarpaulin snapped to the horizon. It was almost enough to give Marcia a feeling of hope. Between all the preparations, hastily made as they'd been, throwing together a pair of travel bags, gassing up the truck, collecting maps and whatnot, they were on the road a little later than they'd planned. Traveling south on I-640, traffic was still light but picked...

Patchwork People XXV Who s Your Daddy

XXV. Who's your daddy? When they asked me at the hospital who my parents were, who my emergency contact was, I guess you can say that I kind of panicked. They were making it pretty clear they weren't going to let me out of here on my own, no way, so I had to come up with someone. Who could I finger for the honor? Mom was out of the question, at this point, and once Marcia found out that I'd lied and basically stolen her money, which I'm sure she must have realized by now, she wasn't...

Patchwork People XXVI The great escape

XXVI. The great escape. One could imagine a thousand things going wrong, but there was no hitch at the hospital. Their quickly improvised charade worked like a charm. Walt's performance as Phoebe's concerned but understandably angry father was spot-on. Marcia, in her supporting role as distraught mom, hadn't had to act at all. There were the usual papers and forms to sign, a brief interview with a representative from the Chupadero police department and another with a representative...

Patchwork People XXVII Just south of normal

XXVII. Just south of normal. For the next month, they very much resembled a real family. In the meantime, peace talks with Claire continued, though they were touch-and- go. Grace had gently offered to help mediate and Marcia gratefully accepted her offer. Grace was making progress, working her indelible magic, but it was magic in slow motion. In Claire, she'd met her match, a woman as resistant to miracles as they come. Marcia's ex was angry and would likely remain so, on some level,...

Patchwork People XXVIII Departures

XXVIII. Departures. It was one of those mornings that seem unable to decide what it wants to be. Halfway to the airport, a fine rain blew up against the windshield of the pick-up. A few miles later, the sun unexpectedly broke out from a temporary gap in the impregnable line of gray clouds massed like battleships laying siege on the horizon It had finally been agreed that Phoebe would return to New Jersey and sign in to an outpatient rehab clinic. At the same time, she would take...

Patchwork People XXIX When cows fly

XXIX. When cows fly. There are no cows outside the window at thirty thousand feet, no oil drills, no billboards, no fast food chain restaurants either. Nothing but space, space, and more space. You always expect to see things clearer on the way back from a journey. I'm not sure if anything is really different than it was before, but I do see it differently, and maybe that makes all the difference. We'll just have to wait and see. I'm not so mad anymore, I guess. That's one thing...

Patchwork People XXX Book of Changes

XXX. Book of changes. One morning Marcia came into the Blue Cat and found Grace packing up the snow-globe collection. She carefully wrapped each plastic globe in newspaper before nesting it inside a box beside the others. "What happened? Did Mrs. Pritchard have second-thoughts about selling?" Marcia's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me you got a taker for the entire collection?" "Neither, I'm afraid," Grace said. Marcia began setting out that morning's baked selections....

Patchwork People XXXI The wisdom of ghosts

XXXI. The wisdom of ghosts. Edgar Birdwell was an awful poet. There was just no two ways around it. It wasn't only that his language was stilted and clunky, antiquated even in his own day, or that his themes were self-censored, disguised in tortured euphemisms to the point of utter obscurity. He was simply a bad writer. There was a good reason he was self-published. Who else would? Birdwell had an ear with more tin in it than a can. Marcia's fantasy, ex- graduate student of...

Patchwork People XXXII Welcome Home

XXXII. Welcome home. Autumn was now more than just a hint of wood-smoke in the nippy air of a summer evening. The trees had turned and the leaves were in free-fall. In the night sky, the constellations had subtly shifted position. The stars were sharper. The frogs and crickets had grown quieter. "Good evening ladies." Walt waved to them as he cruised passed the porch on the tandem. He was showing up all over town lately riding solo on that bicycle. He was becoming famous for it....

Teamwork

Do you want to know a secret? I’m crazy about you. Of course I won’t actually say the words to you, but I’ll show you because it’s easier for me. Look at me. Look at my face when you smile at me, doesn’t it tell you everything that I won’t. Feel my fingertips on your arm as you drift into a sleep, they’ll continue to stroke you long after you’ve lost awareness and when I eventually fall asleep pressed up against your warmth, I’ll have a contented smile as I dream of you, as I dream that...

My Straight Mom the Ultimate Lesbian Fantasy

My Dad isn’t carrying the mail, so to speak. Which is making my Mom more than a little — I don’t know how to explain this. My name's Laren, and I am 18 and a senior in high school. I’m also an only child and a lesbian, although my parents don’t know yet. Dad is a great guy, but lately, he’s been spending lots of time away. Working late, taking short trips, and lots of time in his office in the back of the house. Mom and I both think he’s having an affair. She’s right, but not in the way she...

A Dad s Fantasy

Prologue Have you ever dreamt that your life was completely different? I know, foolish question. Who hasn’t? But I am not talking about being richer, wiser, and healthier or the other typical mundane things we have control over. I am talking about being a completely different person. That’s my fantasy. To be a different person, so much so that I physically dream I am different. I love that nighttime vision that I need to share it. I am a 38 year old fat (330 lbs. or 150kg for the metric user...

Hidden Fantasy

Bob answered his office phone and heard the voice of his girlfriend Emily on the line. Emily: Afternoon sweetie Bob: Hi Hon, wants going on? Emily: Oh, you know, just preparing to make your fantasy come true. Bob: Oh, which one? Emily: You know better than to ask that. It's a secret and you will just have to wait until tomorrow. Bob: Come on, give me a hint. Emily: I've got to go. Love you. Bye Bob groaned and hung up the phone. Emily had been teasing him every day this week about...

My Valentine s Day Fantasy

I was dressing with care for our date. I had found some new things that I knew you would like. A new valentine bra and thong set, a red leather mini and this neat white little shoulder less top. Of course I had to wear my red 4′ spiked heels. You surprised me when I opened the door I saw the limo. You brought me yellow roses with daises. My all time favorite. I had no idea what we are doing you kept it a surprise. I gave you this little red bear for you to keep somewhere so when we talked you...

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