12-14-2006, 02:56 PM | #41 (permalink) |
has all her shots.
Location: Florida
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Uhhh, Kelly, I think you left out love in an elevator and fuckin' in a chicken coop.
Nice list. And your obvious enthusiasm is very engaging.
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12-14-2006, 05:05 PM | #42 (permalink) |
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Location: Home sweet home
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Love in an elevator would have to be as followed: We're in an elevator, 40 floors up it suddenly got stuck. It's night, no one's there. We scream for help but no one responds. We're fucked, so we get fucking. bow-chicka-bow-woww...To top it off, the security camera got all the action. I'll ask for a copy.
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12-15-2006, 07:08 AM | #43 (permalink) | |
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Two have been dominating my thoughts lately. 1- There's a woman--and it could be any woman as long as I don't know her--that I find so attractive I can't control myself. I have to have to--and pardon my French--fuck her. Not make love, not have sex with....Fuck her with a capital "F." Outdoors and in public. However, no one notices us. We're both screaming and flailing around like wild animals and everybody else just ignores us. 2- There's a woman--maybe someone I've seen around, maybe not--and she's sleeping. I start touching; touching turns to petting; yadda-yadda-yadda Eventually, she's naked and I'm pleasuring her--in all sorts of fun ways. And even though I'm having my way with her and her body is responding--writhing, moaning, back-arching--she's still asleep. When we're finished, I disappear as she slowly wakes up. She remembers, but she thinks it was all a dream.
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12-15-2006, 10:13 AM | #44 (permalink) | |
aka: freakylongname
Location: South of the Great While North
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12-16-2006, 11:05 AM | #46 (permalink) |
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Location: L.A. L.A. land
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#1: Sex in front of others--at a sex party (partnered, not nec. an orgy, heh). Others can watch, or be involved with their partner.
On the hood/windshield of a car (in an isolated parking lot). People standing around, watchign. Possibly with another couple inside the car. Of course this car would have to have an unusually comfortable hood and windshield. Me tied up, bound standing (with some room to move), wrists above head, legs spread. Him tied to bed in a similar manner. In a room just like my bedroom, but tidy, dusted, and vacuumed. MIRRORS all around. They don't have to be on the ceiling, even in a fantasy I'm afraid of them faling down on me, HA. I'm sure these sound rather vanilla, but I've *never* talked about my sex fantasies before, except for the mirror one. *blush* And these are all things that under the right circumstances, I'd do. Those circumstances actually happening though, is the real fantasy, heh.
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12-16-2006, 08:21 PM | #47 (permalink) |
Crazy
Location: The Darkest Parts Of Places Unknown
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About the only thing I haven't done that I have often thought would be fun although awkward would be to have sex on the back of a horse, bareback of course. Ive always liked the thought of that. I don't know how well that would work though, I don't have horses nor have I ever really been around them much.
Can this be done? would the horse mind if it had two people screwing on its back?
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12-19-2006, 06:50 AM | #48 (permalink) |
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Location: New England
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Here's one that I've been developing lately...
We're at a football game. It's a boring game, hard to pay attention to the field. My wife catches me checking out the cheerleaders, and starts to tease me about it. "Is it the tits?" She unbuttons her shirt halfway, letting me see her cleavage. She pinches her nipples (no bra) to stand at attention through her shirt, still teasing me about having to look elsewhere. She lets her hand rest on my knee, and over the period of a few minutes, slowly works her hand up the inside of my leg. Eventually, she begins to rub my cock through my pants. She grabs her jacket, drapes it over my lap, and unzips me for better contact. As she jerks me off under the jacket, she readjusts her shirt to give me flashes of her nipples. Her modesty drops further, and she drops in front of my chair to suck me off, the jacket gone. I unbutton her shirt and let her beautiful breasts swing free. In the middle of sucking me off, she stops and tells me that the guy next to us is watching, rubbing his cock through his pants. I suggest that she give him a hand with it, and she unzips him while returning to blow me. She wiggles out of her pants, stands up, turns around, and sits down on my lap to fuck me. The other guy stands up, and she begins to blow him while riding me. The heat from us is spreading, and a number of other couples and groups around us are starting to have sex as well. She tells me that she wants to try the other guy out, and so she rides his lap while she licks her own juices off of my penis. After a while, we switch back again, and I finish inside her pussy as she swallows the other guy's load. ----- Still working out the details, but I'm going to be simulating this with her soon. It'll be in our basement, with her blindfolded to enhance her imagination. I'll narrate the whole thing and have her follow along. I'll have folding chairs set up for the seats, a dildo to be the other guy, and I downloaded an "away game" broadcast of the college football team from the school where we met.
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12-19-2006, 09:18 AM | #49 (permalink) | |
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Ok, this is the last one. (This thread gots me going crazy ) A little background story: there was one time when we were going at it pretty crazy, particularly me, I was really REALLY into it. It was also my first time doing anal with her and damn that felt good. So there I was, pounding her ass away when I suddenly realize that her vagina is empty so I tried to fill it up by fingering her. Basically, I want to fill both holes but my fingers aren't sufficient enough and there's no dildo (we're pretty tamed as you can tell). Thus begins my fantasy/dilema, I want to fuck all her holes but only one penis. Dildos will not do. And no way in hell am I going to share her with another guy nor do I want it. So my fantasy would be to have two or three of me fucking her at once. Two of me would be double-penetrating her and she'd be sucking off the third me. If she uses both her hands then it'd go up to five of me. And we'd all finish on her face.
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12-19-2006, 09:33 AM | #50 (permalink) |
has all her shots.
Location: Florida
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I've often had fantasies about having spontaneous sex on a busy sidewalk (usually with me leaning over a car ) while some people stop to watch and others go about their business like we're not even there. The thought of being watched and the taboo nature of having sex in a public place are both huge turn-ons.
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12-19-2006, 12:02 PM | #51 (permalink) |
Submit to me, you know you want to
Location: Lilburn, Ga
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I had a fantasy for years about having one a particular one of Dave's friends chained up in a basement as my submissive. I never wanted to have intercourse with him, never even wanted him to lay a finger on me, but there were times that I couldnt think about anything else but having him in a kilt, arms chained above his head and giving him the longest most agonizingly teasing blow job he'd ever gotten. It got where when Dave and I were having sex he would "talk" to me telling me he knew what I wanted to do with this guy, to get me extremely worked up.
In july of this year, on my birthday......it happened...one of the best hottest 3 hour bj's I've ever given. (and just so people who dont know what kind of lifestyle Dave and I have, Dave WAS THERE and watched the whole thing so I wasnt doing anything behind his back...got some pics somewhere of part of it hehehe) I havent had a new fantasy take its place yet
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12-19-2006, 09:23 PM | #52 (permalink) |
Coy, sultry and... naughty!
Location: Across the way
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<b>I do realise this post is very long, but bear with me!</b>
I have a recurring fantasy where I make arrangements to have a large number of anonymous men turn up to a specific place outdoors at a specific time one morning, to silently follow instructions I shall give them there. I arrive nervously a few minutes earlier with an audio recorder, two blindfolds, three strong ropes and an assortment of whips, ticklers and intrusive toys. I strip to my underwear, tie the end of one rope tightly to my right ankle, and tie the end of the second rope to my left ankle. Finally I conceal the tape recorder a short distance away and press record, tie one blindfold tightly on myself, lie down on the grass and leaves and wait, heart pounding with anticipation. The remaining blindfold, third piece of rope and toys remain untouched on the floor beside me. After a few long minutes, I hear them arrive and walk over. They are not supposed to talk, but there are a few gasps, and a few whispered WOWs. When they settle down, I break the silence to instruct one of them to tie the remaining blindfold over the top of the one I am wearing, ensuring that I cannot see any of them. Unseen arms perform the task swiftly and firmly. It is pitch black, and lying there in the cold, I can feel the heat from his body and hear the rest of them breathing with anticipation and excitement. When the blindfold is secure, I instruct him to use the third rope to bind my hands together over my head. Once again, he is gentle but ensures that my wrists are inseparable, and then I hear him step back. I struggle to hide the mixture of fear and anticipation of what is about to happen, and it takes several starts before I manage to explain that the only rule is that my blindfolds must remain on and my wrists tied together, and otherwise they are to have their way with me, and to continue until they are done with me, no matter what I might say or protest. A silence then falls over while the gravity of what I have just said sinks in. Eventually one or two come forward and begin touching me, caressing my skin, my hair, running down my neck, my bra-line, and stomach. Over my feet, up my calves, thighs and hips. Two more hands, then another, and another, until my body is covered with a swarm of crazed palms and fingers. My breathing is getting heavier and more laboured. Underneath my thong, some attempt insertion, I am getting wet already and initial resistance is soon replaced by slick ease. One finger becomes two, then three, then fingers from several participants. Other orifices are found. I try to hold back but I can't keep the moans in. I am flipped over, I hear buckles being undone and jeans being removed. Before long my lingerie is torn and gone, and I am being penetrated from behind. They are groping my breasts and pulling my hair. Slow, gentle strokes are replaced with deeper, harder, faster and more aggressive strokes. The hands caressing my buttocks are slapping them with increasing energy. I am dragged by my hair over the body of a man who is lying on his back waiting for me. He enters me, and then another pushes firmly into my ass. I hear myself crying out, the tightness is almost unbearable. They fuck me as hard as they can, it feels like I am being slowly ripped apart. The one in my ass is ready to come, he withdraws to my relief and comes around to spill himself into my mouth, but the taste and smell of him is sharp, and the respite is brief as the next man in line takes his place behind me. Another man steps up to enter my mouth, and he starts thrusting. I gag but nothing comes up, and he takes that as his cue to make his strokes longer and faster. After a while he pushes himself as deep as he can and comes in my throat, then pulls out. I cough violently and beg for it to stop, but another quickly and forcefully takes his place. I am beginning to realise just what I have let myself in for, and try to distract myself by imagining what they look like. I can feel that one I am lying on top of is soft, hairy and rotund, and the one behind me has a boney pelvis which hurts almost as much as him violating me. I imagine they have dark blonde hair and pasty-white skin. I have no idea what the one I'm sucking off looks like, but from the smell of him, he's probably greasy and unkempt. But it is difficult to think about such things for long when you have to time your breathing between his thrusting. Those standing around have discovered the whips, I can feel the sting and hear the crack of them landing on my flesh but the two are somehow disconnected. The men fucking me at either end are getting rougher and rougher, and it becomes difficult to isolate the acute individual feelings in the different parts of my body. The sensual information is overwhelming and I wonder just how much more I can take. The ropes tied to my ankles are taut, and my tired, parted legs are unable, despite desperate attempts, to fight the strength of those holding them down. It continues for what feels like an eternity, and my mind wanders between the burning soreness of my holes, enjoying the total loss of control, to the biting cold of the breeze, to helplessness at the agonising pain, to orgasms that have me spasming and shivering with an intensity I have never experienced before. I lose count of how many men have been inside me, ejaculated and retreated only to have another take over where he left off. I lose track of time, as if I have gone numb, but eventually I realise that there are only two men on me, then only one pounding me, and then there is no longer any flesh resting on mine. I begin to wonder if it is over, but a touch of cold metal between my legs makes me flinch and I realise that although they were done fucking me, they had discovered the dildos and were still curious to see what my body could take. They try them out on me, quickly moving to the thickest and longest ones, pushing them so deep and hard that I gasp out loud. They start inserting multiple toys into both of places down there, my flesh stretching reluctantly and painfully. I shriek and writhe in discomfort, but they persist, eventually pushing a whole hand into me. A few take it in turns to see what it feels like to feel around inside me. My blindfold is damp with tears. Eventually, they become bored of me. Raindrops begin to fall. The breeze is already cold and clearly they would rather be warm at home now that they've had their fun. I hear their numbers begin to thin out, and eventually I hear no one else. They have forgotten my bonds, forgotten me, and I lie on the ground, bound, sobbing silently. I struggle to free myself from the rope, but it is tied too tight. I get to my feet, and strain and pull, but succeed only in burning my already sore wrists. The icy rain is now falling with force, and after a few minutes I begin to lash out and cry in frustration and bewilderment. Suddenly a hand cradles my head, and a pair of lips touch my ear and say, "Shhhhh." I have no choice but to be still in the presence of this strong, reassuring voice. He sits behind me, and I lean on him with his arms around me. Slowly, he picks apart the knots in the rope, one by one, until the rope falls off my hands. He runs his fingers soothingly across my chapped wrists, then raises them to his lips and kisses them gently. He stands me up, then I hear him turn to leave. "Wait," I whisper. "Who are..." but his finger is upon my lips, stopping me from saying any more. He takes me in his arms and I melt into his body. We stand there for the longest time, the stranger I cannot see and I. After a few minutes, he steps back, kisses me gently but deeply, and begins to walk softly away. "Wait!" I cry out, desperately trying to tear off the blindfold to see the mysterious stranger who, even in my defiled and dirty state, would perform this tender act. But it is tied tightly, and when I eventually remove the blindfold, I see that it is night, and I am once again alone. My audio recorder and other items are in front of me in a neat pile, and atop them is a single rose and, surprisingly, a card with my name on it. But the inside of the card is blank, and as far as I know, I never again saw the mysterious stranger who knew my name. |
12-20-2006, 05:33 AM | #53 (permalink) |
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Location: The Darkest Parts Of Places Unknown
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Just a quick outline here, I took a ride on a ferry the other day with a friend to pick his daughter up from his ex wife. well, the water was a bit choppy, nothing too bad but it reminded me of an unbalanced washing machine. that got me to thinking I want to have sex on a ferry. preferably when the water is a bit rough, sounds fun. I talked it over with the girl I am seeing and to my surprise she also thought it was a good idea! one of these weekends.......!
Has anyone living around ferry's done this? there are allot in Washington.
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12-20-2006, 05:33 AM | #54 (permalink) |
Crazy
Location: The Darkest Parts Of Places Unknown
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Just a quick outline here, I took a ride on a ferry the other day with a friend to pick his daughter up from his ex wife. well, the water was a bit choppy, nothing too bad but it reminded me of an unbalanced washing machine. that got me to thinking I want to have sex on a ferry. preferably when the water is a bit rough, sounds fun. I talked it over with the girl I am seeing and to my surprise she also thought it was a good idea! one of these weekends.......!
Has anyone living around ferry's done this? there are allot in Washington.
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12-20-2006, 10:59 AM | #55 (permalink) | |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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12-21-2006, 12:00 AM | #56 (permalink) |
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Location: Fort Worth, TX
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Ok, I guess I'll add in my most recent fantasy. My ex and I broke up about 4 weeks ago, on not exactly friendly terms. I do not wish to get back with her in any way, but I've been having this fantasy lately which I've been contemplating carrying out. Sorry it's long, but hope you enjoy.
She calls me up one day saying she has stuff over here which she wants me to bring over. Make-up and other bathroom stuff which, while I do not want, I do not perticularly want to go over to her place because of the breakup. A few weeks pass as I attempt to make excuses, but her pestering gets to me and I head over. She answers the door in a linen skirt and a button up blouse, one of the outfits she knows always got me. Even though dressed nicely she is visibly angry still, as am I. I want only to drop the crap off and leave, but while I carry in the last of it we make eye contact. Suddenly I can't stop myself, I force myself upon her, pushing her against the wall. She struggles, confused, but I overpower her and hold her hands above her head. She starts asking me what I'm doing and to get off of her, but is met only with a deep, passionate kiss. Even though she continues to struggle, it is obvious that she does not want me to stop. Holding her hands above her head with one of mine, I caress her thigh and slowly move up and down the outside of her leg. I can tell she shaved, and in my head I know she shaved everywhere as she knows I liked. As my hand moves to the inside of her thigh she looks deep into my eyes while she continues to weakly struggle. I can feel the heat through her panties, as she becomes wet with anticipation. We passionately kiss as I move my other hand down. Her hands stay where I placed them as I tear her panties, and I feel how wet she has become. She lets out a moan as I tear them, and quickly goes back to telling me to stop. I hear a man walking down the street as I realize the door is still wide open and she continues to tell me to stop. I don't care, however, as in my state of passion I rip open her blouse to realize she is wearing no bra. Her nipples quickly erect as they are released, begged to be sucked. As I start to caress her breasts, she starts to slide down the wall onto her knees. She was without a doubt gave the best head out of any girl I've had, and she knew this well. Within minutes I'm about to cum, but that is not what I wanted, and she knew this. I pick her up and bend her over the couch. Lightly I rub her clit with my fingers, teasing her pussy. I whisper into her ear the nasty things I'm going to do to her, as I feel her pussy get wetter. I start to flick her clit with my tongue, bringing her to the point of orgasm, and then I stop. Three times I bring her to the point without letting her cum, until she finally says how she wants my cock inside of her. With her still bent over the couch I slip inside, plunging all the way inside of her. I can feel the very top of her pussy, and while I know it hurts her I keep plunging deeper. Her breasts bounce as she moans in pleasure and tells me to stop. Finally I feel her pussy lips tighten down as she is about to cum, she lets out a scream as I feel her juices over my cock. She lets out another scream as I cum hard inside of her bringing her to a second orgasm. We collapse together onto the couch, as her pussy continues to convulse in extacy. We look deep into each others eyes, as we kiss one last time. Then I get dressed and leave without speaking a word.
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12-21-2006, 04:24 AM | #58 (permalink) |
has all her shots.
Location: Florida
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Woo hoo! Now that's a nice break-up story.
Very hot, Seaver. Who knew?
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12-21-2006, 09:02 AM | #59 (permalink) | |
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12-21-2006, 12:21 PM | #61 (permalink) | |
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12-26-2006, 10:01 AM | #62 (permalink) |
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Location: Texas
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I've a number of fantasies, thankfully our lifestyle allows us to fulfill many of them. I still think about tying her up and blindfolding her. Perhaps I'd like to put on headphones as well so she cannot hear what's going on. I'd start out in bed with her, working her up and getting her turned on, and then some guys and couples that we've been with before would join in, one by one. I'd like to film this as we proceed to ravish her thouroughly. Eventually, it would end with her covered in come, (hard to do with condoms, but it's my fantasy) exhausted lying on the bed. After everyone chatted and relaxed, perhaps we'd go at it again. She is not to be able to see or hear anything until everyone is gone. After that, I'd remove the blindfold and have her one final time, fucking her wet pussy, and rubbing the come in on the wet skin of her belly and breasts. Afterward, she could watch the video.
She's expressed an interest in the activity, seems the logistics are more than a bit of a pain... Ah well, it gets me pretty hot to think about it anyway. Another game I'd like to try that I came up with, I call it " on the nines" It's because an alarm clock will go off every 9 minutes if you hit the snooze. I'd really like to cut it to more like 5 minutes, but 9 works. It involves getting 2 other couples, again that we've already been with, and putting people onto and off of the bed in timed intervals. I'd vary the group in a timed fashion, starting with 2 people in the bed, others watching in another room on a video monitor. When the alarm goes off, you add another person for the 9 minutes, then another. Room 2 can begin their own light trysts, but the main action stays in the bedroom. once there are 4 in the room, a person comes out every 9 minutes, with another cycled in. This would provide a constant change of the mix, varying between 3 women and 1 man, and 3 men and 1 woman etc. After the maximum number of combinations has been reached, we keep adding people at a shorter interval until everyone is involved for the finish. Once again... sigh, logistics of getting everyone together, it seems... cross your fingers. One that we have done with another couple that we see about twice a year involves making cards. It started out with coasters at a bar and evolved, so we still call it coasters. Everyone has to write out 3 fantasies on cards and put them into a hat ( bucket, box, whatever) it cannot involve names, so it has to be "watch someone (do something)" "(Do something) to someone" "(have something) done to me". etc. except that you don't know know who will draw the card, so you get to live out someone's fantasy or maybe your own together. It can be something you've done before or otherwise. In this game anyone who draws a card has the option to put the card down and draw another if they do not want to do what is on the card, but the unused card is returned to the "hat". Anyone always has the option to say no. We've never had anyone refuse, and it can get extremely wild. Feels kind of weird posting this here, hope I'm not too twisted. :-D
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12-26-2006, 07:11 PM | #64 (permalink) | |
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01-02-2007, 09:30 AM | #66 (permalink) |
The Worst Influence
Location: Arizona
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Okay, I never contributed to this but here it goes:
I always love it when my boyfriend surprises me. One time he sneaks up behind me when I am bent over and grabs my hips. He pushes his hips into my ass and moves his hands up to grab my breasts. I try to push him off because I am busy but to no success as he begins to have his way with me from behind. I never see his face but I know who it is. And of course: I am tied down by my hands and feet. He gets out an assortment of our toys along with ice cubes and a candle. He has his way with me for a while, teasing me for what seems like forever and then gets up and leaves. He comes back with someone, could be a girl or a guy and for the rest of the night they "torture" me. Pretty simple. Then there's the fantasies that just consist of places that I would like to have sex: -I like to be outdoors and I do alot of camping and hiking. There are some very remote areas that are beautiful in Colorado and Wyoming. -On the roof of the high school we went to (oh wait we already did that! haha, but it has a great view of the city and is something I'd like to do again) -In one of the drive through car washes (would have to be a quicky) -with a bunch of other people (monogamous group sex)
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01-11-2007, 07:01 PM | #67 (permalink) |
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The cable guy! He comes over whether or not my cable is working "Hello ma'am I'm here to fix your cable" I don't question it, I let him. Next thing you know we're kissing and rubbing and ripping our clothes off and he bends me over the arm of the couch. When we are done he grabs his tool belt and leaves without another word |
01-13-2007, 11:28 PM | #68 (permalink) | |
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01-14-2007, 10:09 AM | #69 (permalink) |
"I'm sorry. What was the question?"
Location: Paradise Regained
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I don't know if this counts as a fantasy, but lately, well, since I got a laptop and a webcam, my fantasy involves stripping and masturbating for someone I don't know who's watching. I want to be able to see their reaction while I do it. I know this is really 'vanilla' as Sultana says, and probably some of you have done this, but I'm pretty new to this technology stuff, and I'd like to try it. Maybe my fantasies will get a little crazier once I try this one...
PS...any TPF takers...PM me.
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02-03-2007, 12:41 AM | #70 (permalink) |
Psycho
Location: Portland, Oregon
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I've always wanted to have sex with a woman who had wings. Angelic wings, batwings, what ever, as long as they weren't slimy. Just to have her wrap her wings around me . . . yeah, what?
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02-05-2007, 09:19 PM | #73 (permalink) | |
immoral minority
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Stuff I would like to do: -She initiates sex in the morning by putting me inside of her and thrusting as a wake-up call. But, it has to be random and not planned out the night before or anything. -She lets me explore her body inside and out. This is kind of an early on in the relationship one, but I need to know that it is ok to touch her anyplace on her body. Even hotter would be to get a speculum and look inside. -Sex on a deserted, middle of nowhere beach in the summer. Maybe our own personal island. -Semi-drunk spring break sex with girlfriend. Have fun and party during the day, dance and drink at night with her all over me, and then have sex where ever we can seek off to. -Sex with a virgin where it is both our first times. We would have to be in love with each other and kiss and cuddle afterwards until the morning. I'm not sure it will happen that way or not, but I can hope it does. -Shaving a girl 'down there'. Either into a heart shape or completely bare. -Eating various fruits and candy off her body. -Apply body paint to her and take pictures of her naked on a beach or a pool. Stuff I fantasize about, but won't happen: -Group sex, Me plus a different young woman/teen from each continent all at the same time. Blonde from North America, Asian, Middle Eastern, European, Australian, African, South American. I would get to put my multiple orgasm ability to the test, and bring world peace as well. I might make 7 babies as well since I would finish inside each one of them. I should add in a Russian and Indian girl for good measure. It would make a great porn video. (I would be available if any porn directors are reading this) -I think domination might be interesting, but there would still be safe words and she would know it is me. If she just had a fantasy of being 'raped', I might take it a little too far and emotionally damage her. I would have made up an excuse to leave and had to be someplace early that morning, she would want to sleep in a little longer. I would drive away and park someplace, and sneak back into the house. There would be no safe words, she would lose all power, she would get blindfolded, gagged and tied down. You would have sex with her, keep her tied up, then leave. After an half hour or so, the guy returns and is screaming "what happened?" and "I'm so sorry" as he is untying her. Now, if you had planned this out with her ahead of time and were videotaping it, it would be one thing, but I would be worried about jail time for real rape if it was a surprise, even if she had told you about her fantasies. -Sex under the bleachers during a football game or basketball game. There would be less chance of getting caught at my old High School basketball bleachers that you couldn't see down under them. But you had to sneak through the girls locker room to get to the entrance. I couldn't take a change of being caught like that however. -Sex in a girls locker room. For added points, there would be naked girls taking showers around us, but we are just in the middle on a mat with steam everywhere. This is TFP right? I want to hear some more fantasies that you guys have or have done. |
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03-22-2007, 04:44 PM | #74 (permalink) |
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Location: my Lady's manor
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I was asked to write a follow-up to my first erotic email to my lady. I responded with .....
"I can handle that. Self indulgent sybarite musing on the pleasure his little lady can wring out of him. You will be put to work. I like the idea of a hot woman demanding to be put through her paces so to speak. Makes me want to develop scenarios to play out in their variations for a looonnng time to come. A bit of this. Oh, that's very nice. Ooops, I'll try to hold off longer next time. I didn't know you got such a rush out of that. Here, stay with this for a while. You look so beautiful and so sexy when you are doing that. And you sound incredibly hot. Just go with it. We can try more later. I'll put something together for you to read as you relax from your day. I imagine you loosening the waist band of your pants, and dipping your hand down to touch yourself. I see you brushing your breasts with your fingertips as you fill your mind with how imaginings are merely a first step to creating our realities. I see you tracing your own lips with a finger as your mouth opens in a silent sigh. I see you slowly turn your head as you imagine the warm smooth rigidity of my cock brushing your face . . ." ............................ My email with the actual follow-up read thusly. Service - a game of restraint You are hot, hungry, eager to please. I ask you to kneel beside the great chair. You pace towards where I am standing and put your hands against my chest, stroking me with your palms as you smile into my eyes. Your dark nipples stand out on your sweet perfect breasts. I look down at you full of the rich knowledge that you are there to please me. I ache with tension. You slide your palms down my belly to cup my testicles and cock. Now your head is bowed. You go to one knee and begin to address my body with your mouth. I feel the knowing pull of you as you suck me into you and lave your tongue against my shaft. You are working your fingers along my scrotum and cupping me, pulling my balls lightly while making quiet, moist sounds. You are breathing around a mouthful of cock, and you moan as you stuff as much as you can hold into yourself. You are now steadily moving your head up and down, gasps muffled as your throat opens and closes on the head of my cock. I take your head in my hands and stroke into your mouth as you suck. I am gasping with you. You are exquisite. One hand begins to move around my thigh. You tilt your head up to look into my eyes. Drawing your mouth away from my cock slowly, your lips trail sensation that thrills through me. A thin rope of saliva still joins the head of my cock to your tongue. You begin to lick up my shaft and swirl your tongue over the head of my cock. Pursing lips into a kiss, you work them all around my cock. Pushing your tongue firmly into the root of my cock where it nestles in my scrotum you stroke me with a womanly hunger. Knowing I want to prolong this time I draw back from you so that my erection fills your view. "I love what you are doing, lady. I want you to show me what you can do with your hands no longer free. Stay there a minute." I go to the special kit I brought, and pull out a length of thick braided rope. You stir yourself as you smile in anticipation of what is to come. Drawing your arms behind you I quickly loop the rope to hold them each individually, with a play of about 8 inches separating them. The trailing end of rope I then use to tie your ankles together. Passing the rope between your knees and up in front of you I tie it about your waist, and draw it down around your pussy, up the crack of your ass, and all the way up and around your throat. Now, when you move your arms or rock too far the rope will pull up against your pussy and ass, rubbing your swollen clit with its soft slick surface. "Now woman, you will show me what you can accomplish using your mouth. I am ready to be pleased." I sit in the great chair and you dip your head. You begin to suck me sweetly. Pulling back a moment you look up into my eyes and tell me how sweet I taste. Then you again address me with your mouth.
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03-23-2007, 03:16 PM | #76 (permalink) |
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Location: chicago, il
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well, there's this music video called 'soccer practice" by gay pimp, which has these two very beautiful transsexual black men in it in green cheerleading outfits. You can watch the video on youtube, it's actually pretty amusing, although a few years old.
anyways, i would love to have a 3some with those two transvestites. they are like gorgeous, tall women...but with penises. that's one of my fantasies. of course, there's virtually no chance it could happen, but i have been toying with the idea of having my bf dress up as a woman... |
03-23-2007, 06:35 PM | #77 (permalink) | |
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Location: Central Coast CA
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I've been writing erotica for a lady of mine lately, here is just the tip of the iceberg, and the tamest.
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03-25-2007, 12:18 AM | #79 (permalink) | |
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Location: Arizona
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03-31-2007, 03:59 PM | #80 (permalink) |
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man...this thread IS freakin' hot.
i would love to be having sex with my girlfriend while two other gorgeous ladies observe us and cheer us on. the girls spread their legs and rub each other's loins as dirty thoughts run through their imaginations. i'd like for this setting to take place in a shower but i think a sauna would be nice too! :-) |
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