Shared Female Sexual Fantasies - Volume 7: Women Reveal Their Secret Sexual Thoughts

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I came up with this fantasy the other day and normally I don't "do" fantasies but this one really got me wet

I am a prisoner, hands, waist, and feet strapped to the wall in a glass cell. After weeks of imprisonment and torture, a man comes to save me.

He's handsome, and I can't help but get a little wet when he bends to unstrap my waist. I involuntarily push out my hips.

He notices, and instead of undoing the strap, he slips his fingers into my buttoned shorts. I glance up at the security camera, knowing that they are watching. He rolls my shorts down to my knees and tugs my thong down, too.

His fingers, cold and large, push their way into my wet slit. He rubs my clit furiously, while rubbing the rest of my pussy with his left hand.

Weak and still strapped to the wall, I pant and scream as I reach my first orgasm. Then, he slips his fingers, three of them, into my sopping wet hole. He slides them in and out as I pant and clutch at the wall.

And then he kneels down and unstraps one of my legs, throwing it over his shoulder. He puts his head between my legs and sucks my wet clit and bites it. His tongue flicks throughout my wet pussy, and then he fingers me hard while sucking and biting. I Scream repeatedly, not caring if the enemy hears.

Finally, he unzips his black cargo pants to reveal an erect, 7 inch, dick. Slowly, he slides his dick up and down my soaking pussy, until I scream with frustration and push it in myself. He pounds my hot, wet cunt furiously and I shriek. He fucks me so hard my breasts bounce and my other leg unstraps itself. We fuck for ten minutes as I reach orgasm after orgasm.

And then, the door opens. I freeze, but he still pounds me. It's three men from headquarters. But they aren't holding guns. They're holding...vibrating dildos??

Too weak to say anything, I collapse and watch them tap him on the shoulder. He pulls out and lets them unstrap me, strip me, and strap me up again. I lay there, helpless, as the first one, holding a nearly foot long dildo, turns the dildo on and shoves it up into me, thrusting it in and out. The second one sucks my breasts, and the third one licks my clit.

HE just stands and watches.

I clutch at air and shriek ear-piercingly as these men attack me and finally all of them undress and take turns fucking me. Until my man tells them enough, and we dress and escape.

Anonymous

Black-American Indian mix female. Too chunky for pop culture, but large apple bottom is attractive to the men around me. I always dressed modestly, but guys who saw me in a bathing suit used to joke that I was the girl on the Two-Live Crew cover "Move Somethin'". Beautiful face and hair, sweet voice and personality. A real dream doll. They all wanted me so bad.

One guy begged, like it wasd for his life. When I said he wasn't going to be humping and pumping in me, he tried every line in the book. "I won't pump; I'll go slow. I won't move at all. I'll let you be on top, and put it in. You can say no one ever "did" you, you did him! If we use a condom, you can still say you were never "touched". I won't tell anyone. No one will ever know! (Yeah; right!) But they couldn't have had me anyway.

Family custom of arranged marriage has me engaged to a man

A real ladies' man, and I didn't care much about him, and wasn't particularly interested in a relationship

I had two admirers:

One, a local country bumpkin. Cute and all, called me "purdy". He was so cute, I felt bad for him that I was already taken.

The other, a third cousin from the city. I visited the family up there once. Nice guy, hadn't even been on a date

Showing me around was like dating, and he really had feelings for me. Speaking of girls he liked, he mentioned liking big butts and wanted his first girl to be inexperienced like himself. He would also come and visit the family where I was.

Both were really sad at the upcoming wedding.

The city guy came down and attended, getting one last look at me in my free state and said he cried all the way home, as I flew to my honeymoon in the tropics.

A few days later, he's in a park in his city, seeing couples in the park, tears in his eyes.
He gets a tap on his shoulder -- from me.

He all of a sudden lights up, and ask what I'm doing there. I then tell him the story.

We were not able to consummate our marriage. I had both a thick maidenhead and a severe case of vaginismus. He had me sit on his face, but that did not get me open to him either. After several nights trying, he called me "the iron maiden", and what does he in frustration go and do but visits a brothel a few doors down. I got suspicious and happened to hear him passing by outside the window. Busting him, I threw my ring at him and left. The marriage is now off, and is being annulled.

The cousin leaped for joy, and quickly asked if I wanted us to work on a relationship. He did not ever want to take another chance of losing me again! I told him the family would not allow it, but I would try to resist any further attempts to marry me off to someone.

We did remain very close friends, visiting each other, going out, and all.

One night, when he came to visit, I was in short pajamas. I could tell he was staring right at my butt as I walked up the stairs in front of him.

We watched a movie together, and, then woke up in each other's arms at dawn. (It was like "wow, we actually slept together!") Nothing happened, but he poured his heart out and told me he loved me. And I said I loved him. He kissed me on the cheek, and then looked at my face, and then pulled me towards him for a full passionate lip lock.

We then regularly make out when together. One night, after watching a naughty movie, I was in my night clothes after my bath, and said good night to him as I went to my room. (He stayed in the living room). We began kissing, and I undid the robe covering my lacey form fitting chemise (which I sometimes wear to feel feminine). He then hugs me under the robe, and I take it off. He is so cute, so innocent, as we are caressing each other, he asks if he can feel my behind. I say yes. He feels over, then under the chemise, grabbing the perky cheeks. We then get even more passionate, and fully erect, he begins accidentally poking me, and apologizes. I turn around and stand in a sexy hands-on hips-pose and say "If that didn't happen, something would be wrong with you". He then embraces me from behind. He soon asks if he can feel my breasts. I let him, again, first over the chemise. My nipples were poking out. He then feels them underneath, and it of course goes all the way up, and he was already bare chested, and kissing my breasts and caressing me all over. I figured I would not let him touch my private part, but only my thighs, and then I would stop him where I wanted. But after awhile, it was so good, I ended up putting his hand in my vulva, rubbing it. He says "Wow! So that's it!"; himself being totally inexperienced, and bewildered that this precious innocent girl has "one of those" he's always heard spoken dirty of by other men. I eventually insert his finger in me. He then shyly asks "can I see it?", being so fascinated by the idea of untouched womanhood. I let him. He admires it so much, he begins kissing my thighs. Then, the unexpected. His lips touch mine. It felt so good.

Then, he sticks his tongue in. I'm then pushing his face into me. I climax, and then apologize for being so "loose". But then I want more and put his finger back in. When I'm ready to climax again, I decide to be real bad and lapdance. He slips right up between my cheeks, and starts to almost lose it, begins pressing into my rectum, asking in his eager way, "can I, can I, please, please", "I'll do anything...". As he's going further , I say "easy, easy", and he realizes I'm letting him. We then move to me being face down on the bed. Then he pushes all the way in, (we were all sweaty, so it did not hurt) and lets loose. I even climaxed from this.

The next day, I call him to breakfast saying "don't we have something to talk about?". I said "We were REAL naughty last night". He's all shy and apologetic, saying he did not know what came over him. I told him I knew he always wanted to do that to me, and was so appreciative that he spared my innocence. We hugged and kissed, and he told me he loved me so much.

So we basically did this for a long time (I took enemas so I was totally clean). On a later date, he touches the outside of my genital with his (from the rear, when he was supposed to enter the other opening), I softly says "please don't do that", and he stops. I did not want my tender opening to even be touched by that. But, on a later date, we would begin rubbing our genitals together without penetrating. Face to face too, which was nice. One night it got so steamy, I asked him "you wanna just put it in?" I then tried to use the lines that guy had before! He stopped, my innocence having become special to him, and just plunged it into the other side, as usual. From then on, he used a strap on in front (and himself going into the rear), so we could both have mutual pleasure, also face to face.

This physical relationship went on for a long while, until we became practically jaded towards each other. That's how intense it was. We both needed that release.

The family began talking about marrying me off again, and then the cousin remembered hearing about the other guy from down here having a micropenis, so he could not enter a woman. This spilled by an old girlfriend of his.

So cousin, who could relate to him for his affections for me, suggested I ask to be married off to him.

I was able, and I always did kind of like him. Cousin was happy, and I would never be invaded by a man. He would remain distant friends with me, and eventually marry and enjoy regular sex. All those feelings of passion we had were gone, and he easily settled down to a faithful loving marriage.

I could sit on hubby, and be totally stimulated, and we got an extender that he used to push into me, and it stimulated him. And this is how I would remain (He also could not have children, but I didn't want any anyway).

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Black female, in the city.

I was always curious about sex, but totally inexperienced.

At 14, I was in a pool with a childhood friend. We never even dated or anything. the families were just friends.

We begin fooling around, and he rubs his staff against my "V" through the bikini and then sits me in his lap, and pulls down the bikini and and sticks it into my behind, and his finger in me.

I felt violated, like anyone else, though it was interesting in a guilty way.

For the next few years, I feel like I had "lost it". At 17, I told some girlfriends about it, and they said I was still technically a virgin because he did not put his penis into my front.

I felt relieved, that I had not really "lost" anything.

Hearing all the stories from my friends about losing their innocence, and the guys who just use them and brag about it, and their reputations suffer, I determined that I would not lose it that way.

When I'm 18, I get a job in my doctor's office. I thought he was handsome, a late 20 or early 30-something intelligent white guy, who was widowed. The total opposite of all these guys I grew up with.

What follows after awhile is an almost exact play out of the Monica Lewinsky story. I wear short short skirts, and bend over in front of him. He soon begins touching me on different occasions. First my breasts, over the shirt, then under the shirt. Then, my thighs and "V", first over the panties, and soon, under the panties, and sticking a finger up me. I also gave him blow jobs. One night, We are sitting together, watching a movie. He begins the touching, and eventually, he strips me down, and begins feeling me all over. I knew I was in for it now, and was so excited, and at the same time, nervous. Nobody would know, again, unlike all those other guys who brag. And he was so nice and sweet.

He alternates between sticking his thumb and his long tongue into me. I was losing it, but trying not to. He tells me don't hold back. He begins rubbing himself against me, and I beg him to put it in. Then, he turns me over, and I feel a hard cold thing go up me. I lost myself, it felt so good. But when it was over, and I turned around, I saw that he had used a strap-on, and was himself totally limp. He had loved his wife so much, he did not want to penetrate anyone else.

I was so relieved that my technical innocence was spared again! I realized I could have all the pleasure in the world without being intruded upon!

So in college, I found nice guys and teased them, letting them do everything else but penetrate. I even one night put on a chastity belt for protection of the front, and gave a whole room of guys (in a dorm room the snuck me into) blow jobs, while others were in my behind.
I could also give myself pleasure as well, using a cigar case.

A lot of guys, always talking about the "dirty girls" they had been with, liked the idea of "eating out" something that had never been touched inside by man.

One day after I'm on my own, I meet a very androgynous person and become friends. A female pseudohermaphrodite who had decided to live as a man, but genitalia were more like a woman (with labia surrounding a sealed orifice and am enlarged clitoris made even bigger by hormones he was taking). He tells me about this, and we soon begin fooling around. I still thought of him as more like a man, so I treated him like all the others.

One day, I was really stimulatable. I could almost climax just by sitting down on a hard surface. So we begin fooling around. I have on really short tight shorts. I bend down for something and the seams split, letting my swelled lips pop out. I sat on him like this, and he was rubbing the length of my vulva. We both wanted him to thrust it in, and soon realized that since this was not really a male penis, I could still say no man was ever in me. So he soon hits the right spot, and I push back strongly, my wet skins fully enveloping him. It was so great. We did all positions, until the dawn. I was so sore, he had to do the other side when he tried one last time.

We move in together becoming lifelong partners, and there is nothing else like it!

Anonymous

The first one involves masks.

A boarder who wears a mask shares a studio apartment with me above a city restaurant. We sleep in separate twin beds. He is a good man, I've observed: honest, kind, strong. He hasn't told me much of his past. The owner of the restaurant already knows him, and has told me that a few years ago, he was in a fire that nearly killed him and left him disfigured. In time, I became close with the boarder, but I've never seen him take off the mask.

One night, I see him across the room, looking out at the sky and the city around us. I walk to him, wearing a white, cotton nightgown. I stand right beside him and slowly, slowly, reach for the mask.

He catches me, the grip of his right hand inside its black leather glove firm on my wrist.

"No."

Our eyes meet. He lets me go.

I continue and carefully, gently pull off the mask.

It's as bad as everyone said. The skin is red and pink and melted, melted in suspended animation, scarred. One cheek hangs lower than other, it sunken by exposure to the heat and flames. He stares at me, waiting for me to reject him, waiting for me to be just like all those that have seen him since, turn away, gag, gasp, shriek, look at him as something else besides a man; not a monster, just--an other thing.

My eyes never leave his as my hand travels to his face, touching the smoothness, learning what he feels like, imagining what he must have been transposed over who he had become, the man standing in front of me looking down at me as if I were just as new to him as he was to me, reevaluating all the judgments he had and hadn't made, my character now being defined not by my past, but by this one instant between us.

He lifts me and carries me to his bed, laying me down like a precious thing, and, piece by piece, he takes off his clothes for me, illuminated only by the moonlight coming in through the open window. First comes his shirt, unbuttoned without any hurry or rush. He throws the shirt away, on the hardwood floor. His chest is as marbled and discolored as his face, but muscular and hard. I can see veins through one of his shoulders and pectoral muscles, veins brought close to the skin by the fire. He is hairless--nothing would grow through the scar tissue. Patches of skin, it seemed, had been spared by the flames: a patch on his left arm, another by his belly button, one on his neck. The right hand, the gloved hand, reaches towards his pants. He hesitates and I wait.

The hand unbuttons, unzips, and he pulls his legs out of the garment, one, then the other. One leg, the left, looks mostly unscathed, but his right leg bears the same scars as the rest of him.

I wait.

His equipment is hid by a loose pair of briefs in black. He continues to study me, and then in one motion, he pulls them off, revealing his manhood to me: intact, long, perfect. Perfect for me.

My turn has come, and I stand, facing him. He helps me with the nightgown. I pull up from the bottom and his takes it up over my head. My underwear is not sexy. I'm wearing briefs, like him, in cotton: no lace, no satin. The same went for the soft cup bra I have on. He reaches his arms around me and unclasps both hooks in the back. This is not his first time handling a woman's bra.

My breasts are there, in front of him, but he is still looking in my eyes.

I pull off my underwear and toss it away.

We are, both of us, completely naked.

He cups my bare breasts in his hands. The leather and the flesh against my skin feel different and soothing at once. Softly, he squeezes them, manipulating the soft tissue of my body. My lips are forced to a gentle smile and I sigh.

My emotion brings a smile to his lips and I can see that with that smile, emotion from him that I had never had the privilege of seeing, he is still beautiful, as if the flames had burned a direct entrance to his soul--the soul of a good man.

I can see him.

We lie down in his bed, but we do not have intercourse that night. I lay partly on top on him and he holds me there, his arms around me, stroking my shoulders.

We stay there all night.

Gale

I have one fantasy that drives me crazy. For some reason mine involves a woman, I suppose that men aren't able to make me achieve full ecstasy. (I am not a lesbian).

I am home alone, reading the sexual fantasies section often getting me aroused. All of a sudden a knock at the door disturbs my reading. Its a woman, beautiful long brown hair, and the perfect size of everything. She invites herself in, carrying a box. What's in the box? I ask, following her to my bedroom. you'll find out, she replies with a smile. Everything about her is beautiful, and I cant help but stare at her as she is unloading the box onto my dresser. A number of dildos, vibrators, and porn magazines cover the whole thing and nothings left in the box. She sexily undresses and her body is more perfect then I imagined. she sits me on the bed and starts kissing my neck. everything is getting crazy now. she takes off my clothes and we continue to gently kiss each other all over. I can barely handle myself, and she knows what I want. I lay down and she kisses me from head to toe, carefully paying attention to my boobs and vagina. Finally when she's done she returns to kissing my neck, and slyly inserts her fingers in, cupping them and moving them in a pulsating movement. she's teasing me now, and continues to play with my hair as I kiss her perfect breasts. she grabs a dildo, puts it in and starts licking my clit. the dual action is driving me insane. Her tongue feels amazing as it caresses over and the penetration from the dildo is uncontainable. I orgasm now, moaning louder then I ever have in my life. Suddenly, a cop busts in saying there has been complaints of noise. He seems aroused and now knows why. He quickly undresses unveiling the biggest, hardest penis ever possible. The woman is still working on me, continuing to make me sweat. The cop goes into her from behind, her moan turning me on more then before. he thrusts his penis harder, her face clearly presenting the pleasure. I tear her away from him and jump on, riding him and pushing harder and harder. the woman is now masturbating, watching the cop and I ride on forever. his penis is making me hard to breath, his hands all over my breasts. The woman comes back over and starts sucking on my nipples as I continue to ride him, as shes kneeling down shes stroking the little of his penis that's showing, bringing him to an orgasm. I haven't reached mine yet so I get off of him, sucking on his penis and allowing the woman to eat me out. Her tongue is so long and with the help of her fingers she gets me to explode. Her breasts are so soft and I enter her vagina, sucking on her nipples as she moans. I get in full throttle and rub her legs as shes climbing higher and higher. she gets an orgasm, and we continually kiss until the next day, when we part ways.

Anonymous

Hey. Because I am a 14 year old girl from South Africa, I have always been embarrassed about my sexuality because of my age and culture and what society expects of people like me. Thanks to this site I have learned to accept my sexual feelings and have even come to love them. Thanks! My favourite fantasy is about myself and a 32 year old female teacher of mine. I can't describe her as sexy or anything of the sort, but I love her very much. She is my mentor but I secretly wish that we had that as well as another kind of relationship too. A more intimate one. Something that really turns me on is the thought of me goin down on her. I so badly would like to give her the best oral sex that she's ever had. I imagine myself lying on top of her kissing her softly, and slowly making my way south. Once their, with her legs spread wide, I'd give her vagina many soft kisses, taking strands of the hair which I wouldn't mind, between my teeth while I keep kissing, letting my tongue touch her every now and then as it travels to the sides of her beautiful lips. My mouth would travel all around her vagina making her clit scream out for me as I ignore it, making her want more. I'd let my tongue dip down and taste her sweet wetness before it massages the soft, warm insides of her lips, licks her anus and back up to her wet hole. And then I'd take her swollen clit into my mouth, sucking softly, licking, kissing, loving her. This would go on longer until she is ready to have my wanting tongue inside her. I'd push it in deep, enjoying the way she feels, smells, tastes, enjoying her everything. I want to give her the most mind-blowing orgasm she has ever had, and have her squirt all her sweet pussy juice right into my mouth as she satisfies more than my thirst. I want her more than anything, to show her how much I love her, to have her. I want to rock her world.

Kinky Woman

My main fantasy that I usually masturbate to is for a woman at her office job to be sitting at her desk in a short skirt with no panties. She drops a pencil and her boss walking by squats down in front of her desk to pick it up and sees in between her legs. So now I have a visual of this guy drooling and in awe for a second while he sees her pussy lips. mmmmm. She ends up having to work late and her boss and her are the only ones in the office. He comes over to her and asks her to "stand up and bend over your desk" in a firm voice. She does it and he unzips his pants pulling out his hard cock. Then he pulls up her skirt and slides his cock into her swollen, tight pussy. She hurts just a little and moans from the pain asking him to take it out. He is so turned on that he begs her to let him leave it in for just another minute. Her vagina is so tight that his cock can't come out until he gets a little less turned on so it's not so swollen. He tells her that if he can leave it in for just another minute that she is going to get a big, fat raise at work for pleasing his big, fat cock!

Another one of my fantasies is to be laying down on the floor and for a woman to be in a short skirt and get on her knees and squat over my face without any panties on. I want her to moan and her pussy juice to drip on my lips before I get to taste her. I also have always fantasized about a woman in a short skirt with her panties slightly pulled down where I can see her pussy and for her pussy to be swollen from being so turned on! yummmmmmm.

Anonymous

Hi, I've been addicted to this site for almost a year and I get off to the hot stories every time so thanks! I fantasize about my friend over and were laying in bed. I get the courage to start rubbing her thigh she gets the vibe and starts wiggling out of her pants. We start rubbing each other and I'm sooooo wet. So is she so I pin her down and lick her body until I get to her clit. I lick it like a dog and she moans and rocks I love it. Then she flips my over and we furiously grind. I would love to do that !

Anonymous

I love to dance. I've been dancing ever since I could remember. I dance all the time, even in public, and sometimes even when there's no music playing, it's actually pretty funny. Well any ways, I have this fantasy that I'm in a public place, somewhere like a gym, a dance studio, or like an old concert venue or something. The place used to be used for performing, but it went out of business long ago and is now used by musicians and other performers that come here to use the space to just do their own thing. Including myself. I frequent this place a lot and it's one of my favorite places to dance. I walk in and find the old stereo in the corner, which still works and has inputs to plug in mp3 players. I plug in my iPod and put it on shuffle. I stretch a little bit, then I start slowly working my way into the music. A few songs pass and I'm really into it, moving like crazy. I dance some more and then I stop and let myself catch my breath. I go through my iPod a little bit and stretch some more. By then I'm ready for another round. I start again when I decide to spin during one of my moves and mid spin I get a glance at the open doorway, which has about six guys standing in it. I finish my spin, then I look over at them. They were only watching me, but as soon as I looked over, they all kind of grinned. I wasn't sure what to do. There I was, in a skimpy outfit (I always dance in a skirt and a tight tank top. It allows for easy movement and perfectly shows off my toned dancers body), dripping in sweat, in an abandoned building, staring at some really attractive guys that have been watching me dance for I don't even know how long. I wasn't scared, the guys looked about my age maybe a little older (I'm 17, they looked 19 to 20. They didn't seem like they wanted to hurt me, just like they enjoyed watching me dance. One guy finally stepped forward a little and said " what, you don't dance for an audience?" a hint of playfulness on his face. I didn't know what to say, so I just stared. "Seriously, do you have a boyfriend or anything? Don't you dance for him? He must enjoy that, I know I did." he says. "No, I don't have a boyfriend". I say back. "Good", he said "not like it would have mattered any ways, but nice to know". Now I'm a little scared. I notice that one of the guys (the cutest one actually) kept his gaze in my eye the whole time, while the other guys looked me up and down and made comments about me. The one guy keeps rambling on when the other guy pushes him out of the way and makes his way into the room. "You're a great dancer" he says. I looked down shyly he notices and laughs a little bit. "Those moves must come in handy in the bedroom". "Actually, I'm a virgin" I say. "Wow, pretty girl with a tight body, a tight pussy and amazing moves that is a virgin and doesn't have a boyfriend". "Uhhh, thanks?" I say, not really sure how to take it. "Yea, yea, compliment" he says. "Well I can think of some guys who I bet are just dying to take you right now". I look back at his friends who are all wearing devious grins. "Yea babe, show us what's under that skirt!". One of the guys says. "I don't think she likes us very much", another one says. The cute guy grins. I really wanted him. I could tell that he was the leader of their pack. He walked closer to me, I looked down. He grabbed my chin and made me look into his eyes. He had ice blue eyes that made me melt. He pulled my chin in towards him and started kissing me. He was a really good kisser, it made me weak. I was so swept up in how amazing he was, when suddenly I am thrown across the room. I bump into something, only to open my eyes and realize that he threw me into his group of friends and I bumped right into the loud guy from before. He smiled at me "oh, now you want me? You little tease. That's alright, you have no idea what I'm gonna do to you". He picks me up and starts sucking on my neck. He walks over to a chair and sits down with me still in his arms. I'm on his lap, he grabs my butt underneath my skirt and pulls me into him. He's grabbing my breasts with his other hand and kissing me. He grabs my hands and makes me unzip his pants and bring his hard cock out. He places it in between my thighs and grabs my butt again and makes me grind into him. He continues this until he comes. Then he puts me on the ground and sits on my stomach and grabs my breasts under my shirt. He smiles as he feels my nipples get hard. He gets up and moves closer to my face. He grabs his cock and rubs it on my body. He traces the head over my lips and then he jams his cock into my mouth. I suck him and he comes in my mouth. Then he moves down my body. He slides off my thong and parts my legs. He goes straight for my clit and I moan in pleasure as he licks and sucks me. He brings me to an amazing orgasm that has me screaming and rocking with pleasure. He stops and grabs his penis. He circles the head around my vagina, and then I hear a familiar voice. "that's enough". He says "go, all of you". The guy rubs the head against my clit, making me moan again. He kisses me and rubs the head on my lips one more time, then he gets up and leaves. Another guy gets on top of me, this time it was the guy I've been waiting for. He looks at me with his gorgeous blue eyes, and I play with his long shaggy light blonde hair. He smiles and kisses me. He takes off my shirt and bra and kisses all down my body. He slides my skirt off, then takes his shirt off. He grabs my hands and runs them over his chest and arms and then down his stomach, until he gets to his pants, he let's go of my hands and lets me make my own decision. I kiss his chest and undo his belt. I unbutton and unzip his pants. He takes them off and removes his boxers. He starts kissing my neck as he slowly pushes his penis into me. I let out a moan and he kisses me. He started going a little faster and his lips never left my body. I felt him cum hard, deep inside me. He let out a moan as he did. Then he pulled out and got between my legs. He ate me until he brought me to multiple orgasms and then he rolled off of me kissed me one last time, got dressed, and left.

Layla B

I have masturbated every day since I was about 12, and will carry on doing so! I have many fantasies but this is the one that gets me going the most...

I'm on a bus and sitting in front of me are two slightly large and slightly older ladies. They are giggling and watching girl on girl action on a mobile phone, and I cant help but look! They notice that I'm watching them but don't say a word. As the bus gets to their stop they get off and invite me to follow. They point out their house and tell me to come there in an hour and they will be waiting! I run back to my house and pack a bag full of sex toys and lubes and I change into something sexy. As I arrive back at the ladies house I ring the doorbell and Mandy answers the door in a dressing gown and invites me in. She leads me up the stairs to the bathroom where I find Shelly, naked, and in the bath. Mandy closes the door behind me and begins to take off my clothes, until I'm naked as well. I walk over to Shelly and get in the bath with her and begin to touch her huge nipples, they are so soft and I just cant wait to slip them in my mouth. I lean forward and take one of Shelly's big nipples and flicker my tongue all over it and listen to her moan with pleasure. I then step out of the bath, dripping wet, and go over to mandy who was sat on the floor watching me and shelly. Without saying a word I sit in front of her and gently spread her legs. Seeing the anticipation in Mandy's eyes is really turning me on and my clit is throbbing wildly. I lean forward and use my right hand to spread her lips apart, she is so moist and her scent is driving me wild! I place my lips around her clit and roll my tongue over and over it and listen to her groan with pleasure. She tastes so good and I can feel her clit growing in my mouth. I then use my tongue to probe her hole and lick out all the juices I can and use a finger to rub her clit. Mandy screams that she is coming and I place my whole mouth at her opening and drink up all the juices she offers me. Now its my turn I say to Shelly and Mandy and I pick up the bag of sex toys and they take me to the bedroom. I instruct that id like both of them to go down on me and eat me real good. Shelly goes first and holds apart my lips and delves her tongue right into my hole then sucks on my clit, it feels soooo good. Mandy then nibbles my lips and joins Shelly in flicking my clit with her tongue. I can feel I'm going to cum so I pull back and get a double ended dildo out of my bag. I insert one end into a hot and sweaty Mandy, lifting up the bottom of her stomach as it hangs over her opening, which I love. I then insert the other end into me and slide right down until our lips are touching. Lying on my back I thrust in time with Mandy and the friction on our clits its amazing! Shelly then straddles my face and lowers herself down until her sopping lips are wiping across my face. I force my tongue up her slit until I reach her clit and I suck and suck, making her drip on my face. I can feel my orgasm coming on strong and thrust even harder until I explode all over the double ended dildo and Mandy's clit. After Mandy cums she takes out the dildo and tenderly cleans up my vulva with her tongue.

I no its a long one but I hope it gets some of you going too!!

Anonymous

I wake up in the middle of the night and a sexy girl calls my name. Then she walk up to my bed and takes off all her clothes and starts to kiss me then she come closer and start to play with my breast.

Serena

Most of my fantasies involve being dominated. I'm not really sure why but sometimes I fantasize about being raped. My biggest fantasy is probably this: I am talking to a guy (usually a boyfriend, or at least close friend) when we get into an argument, things get really heated and I swing by arm around to hit him, but he grabs my wrist. He holds my arm there even though I try to pull away, I can't, he is much stronger than me. He puts my arm back down and grabs both my wrist so that I can't do anything but stand stiffly in front of him. He then says something to make me really angry so that I try to free my hands and hit him, I try to pull free when suddenly he lets go. He pushes my back against a wall. He sucks and kisses my neck, then whispers "you were gonna hit me? That's not very nice" letting his lips linger on my ear. I push at him because I am still mad, but he pushes back, harder. He kisses me and explores my body until he can tell that I'm not mad anymore just 'trying' to be. I don't let him see any signs that what he's doing is affecting me in any way, even though I am dripping wet. He tries some more tricks to get a reaction out of me, but I don't budge. Finally he says "awww come on, don't hold a grudge" I look him dead in the eye when suddenly my feet aren't on the ground anymore. He picked me up by my butt, wrapped my legs around his waist, and pushed me back into the wall. With one hand under my butt and the other at the back of my head mangled in my hair, he tilts my head back and starts kissing my neck and chest, it feels so good that I can't help but thrust into him and run my fingers through his hair. He smiles into my neck- he finally got me. He starts playfully spinning around with me in his arms, I gravitate towards him and he puts his hand on my back to pull me in. I smile into his chest, and he notices. He tilts my chin up, looks me in the eyes and kisses me. A second later he stops and I notice that we are next to his bed. He loosens my grip on him and falls back onto the bed with me falling with him and landing on top of him. He grabs my waist and rolls us over so that he is on top. He rests his head on my chest and I play with his hair, not really sure what to expect next. Then he looks up at me, a smirk on his face, and says " you want it hard right, since you're soooooo mad." I smirk back, but then smile too. He laughs in my ear and says "you have no idea what you just got yourself into". I bite my lip and prepare for the hardest, roughest, mad sex I have ever had.

Rachael

Mandy and I are in the music practice room together. The doors and windows are closed. I catch her looking at me.

"Have you ever been with a girl before?" she asks me shyly, and I shake my head no.

"Would you like to?" she asked eagerly. "I mean no kissing or lesbian stuff. Just.you know, seeing what it feels like?"

I say yes tentatively. Mandy comes over to me and shimmies down my pants. She tentatively puts her hand over my crotch and starts to rub in gentle circles. To my surprise, I let out a soft moan.

"You feel good," she tells me. "Nice and warm and wet. Are you ready to further?"

I nod slowly, secretly enjoying the sensation. She gently pulls my undies down, exposing my hairy pussy. She draws in her breath then reaches out a hand to touch it. She gently massages my vulva and it makes me tingle between my legs. Her hand retreats lower until she's got her finger on my clit, stroking up and down. It makes me moan with delight and she goes faster and faster.

She then pulls out her fingers and leans her head towards me. Her tongue is warm and soft and feels like heaven on my clit. She licks and licks until I start to shake with orgasm. Then she uses her fingers once more, bringing me right to the edge.

She turns around and in her fingers is a bullet shaped vibrator. She holds it to my clit while she pushes two fingers inside me and thrums the inside of my pussy. I start to ride her hand, feeling embarrassed, but it feels sooooooo good. She takes out her fingers and we lie on the floor, grinding each other. For my final release, she eats me out. I cum everywhere.

WeBeSoCa

I have a fantasy where I am getting married. My Maid of Honor was putting on my garter belt because I had a huge hoop skirt for my wedding dress so I could not put it on. My MOH, Marissa, was pulling up the garter belt and her hand accidentally grazed my clit. I felt my pussy quiver. I was so anxious for the wedding night that I was already aroused and she made me wet. Marissa noticed that I was wet and began to stroke me through my g-string. She looked up at me and I could see it in her eyes that she wanted to eat out my pussy, and I happily said, please eat me out!! Marissa pulled off my g-string with her teeth making me more horny. I was so insanely horny that I could feel my wetness dripping down my legs. Marissa began to draw shapes with her tongue on my pussy mound and she slowly traced her tongue down then around my clitoris without ever touching my bud. Marissa then started to suck on my clit while whispering naughty things like omg you taste so good, your a naughty little thing, what if your almost husband walks in. As she said this I was started to orgasm I could feel the waves of pleasure going through my body, Right as I was about to reach my orgasm, I heard my future husband walking into the bridal suite. I told marissa to hide under my big dress and that he would never know. When my future husband walked in, I saw that he had a massive hard on. He came rushing to me and kissed me passionately. I was shocked and got excited. Then I felt Marissa start to eat me out. and I gasped a little bit. My future husband, Mark, said wow, are you wet, then he reached down under my dress and out his hand to my pussy, I was so nervous that he was going to see Marissa and not want to marry me, but he didn't. He said, wow, you are absolutely drenched. He then began to take off his belt and whipped out his dick, his cock was about 9 inches and super thick with a red swollen head. I got down and sat on Marissa's face and began to give him head. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked, his warm cum was filling up my mouth and I heard him moaning, I was moaning too because now Marissa was pumping her fingers in and out of my vagina. Mark moaned one last time and cummed in my mouth then shoved his dick down the front of my gown into my cleavage and cummed some more. The next thing I knew Mark had lifted up the dress and put his big cock into my more then willing pussy. I was getting hot and he was pumping so hard and fast I started to scream in ecstasy, then he stopped. He looked under my dress and saw that Marissa was giving him a blow job. There is more and it gets hotter where the priest and bridal party start to fuck each other at the alter but I am to horny to finish it. I am going to go masturbate!!

Jamie - Age 17

It's a little weird, but I always have this fantasy about my gym teacher. She's really pretty, but everyone says she lesbian. I'm not, but I always fantasize about girls.

So she asks me into the back room after class, and I say okay. She's gone for a long time, so I begin to masturbate. I'm into it, so I don't notice when she comes back. I stop, seriously humiliated, but she says, 'Why'd u stop?' and she starts kissing me and licking my pussy and I start to scream but she covers my screams with her mouth and I can taste my own juice. It's so good and we French kiss, and then she goes back to sucking me. And then I suck her and she moans and then we get dressed and leave and every Friday we do it again.

Thnx, I luv this site, I used to think I was lesbian, now I know I'm normal! ;) That always makes me horny, I'm gonna go masturbate. It always gets me into a orgasm.

Anonymous

I imagine that I'm at a Renaissance Faire with my boyfriend and, true to the era and its many women who expanded their career opportunities in such a way, I am dressed as a guy. Though straight, my boyfriend is OK with my occasional cross-dressing, and even with the occasional strange comments we get due to our apparent gayness. We wander through the various festivities for a while, but eventually I can't take the limited contact that being in a public place allows. I grab his shirt collar and pull him behind a building, where I unbutton said collar and begin kissing up and down his neck. Initially he freezes up a bit (he's rather a shy boy), but I feel him slowly relax as the swell of his cock begins to rub against my thigh. He picks me up and braces me against the wall to make up for our height difference, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He feels my strap-on through my clothes and tenses again for a moment, but as I slowly work my tongue into his mouth he moans and abandons resistance to the very male-feeling body against him. My breasts suppressed by a chest bind, he cups the curves of my hips and ass, both to support me and to have something more feminine to touch. I begin to grind against him, and he responds in kind. Finally neither of us can take it any longer - breathing heavily, he sets me down and we both fumble with our pants for a moment. I barely have them off before he's undoing my strap-on and bindings. Almost naked in one of the few quiet corners of the RenFaire land, he pushes me back against the wall and pounds me until we have to muffle both our noises in a long. breathless kiss.

Tacy - Age 15

This is pretty weird, but this is mine... I still don't get it. I told my friend about it, she thought it was weird too.

I don't why, but I get really turned on by public humiliation involving bathing suits falling off. It always weirds me out.

Anyways, I dreamed about this. There will be this young (teenage) girl who is a nanny and the parents of the kids will invite her to go swimming after she babysits for a day. The man will be Alec Baldwin. They will lend her a swimsuit, and she will see that it is built poorly and is really small. It will be light too, so she will worry that it will go see through. She'll have to wear it though, so she's not rude. Anyways, they will insist she go off the high dive, and she sees that it's really really high and she worries that the water pressure will rip the bathing suit off. The couple will be sitting on seats in the pool watching her. She will get up to the top and feel really embarrassed because the bathing suit is tight and it's cold so her nipples are sticking out. She will try and tug around it to cover herself more, but it won't really do much. She finally jumps off and when she hits the water she feel the top rip off, every tie holding it snaps and her breasts come loose, and the bottoms will do the same and she will feel the water rush up in her. When she tries to grab the measly pieces of cloth she realizes that she can't even put them back on because they're all torn up. She'll feel distressed.

Turns out the couple has a nifty technology machine that will pull you right out of the water and back onto the diving board. It will grab your arms and feet and waist. The machine will rip under her and she will be thrust into the air. The machine is pretty poorly built so it will lag when it pulls her up to the diving board, and for a few moments she will be suspended in the air naked and she will feel the wind on her wet body. The couple will just stare in shock.

Lilli

I have a fantasy that I'm a working whore. I go out, dressed provocatively, and men whistle at me. One man yells, "I'd like to see what's under those clothes!" I wave at him and he comes over. "Hey beautiful," he breathes grinding up against me. I wink at him and lead him over to a bench. All the guys are now gathered around. I perform a sexy strip-tease in front of them, and the guy I have chosen tears off his clothes. He lays down on top of the bench. All the guys are whooping and whistling and stuff. I straddle him, and let the head of his cock stroke my clit. I am really wet. I can't wait any longer, I put him inside of me and pound up and down. He grabs my hips and thrusts. He cums and I orgasm. But I'm not done, far from it. Suddenly, guys are stripping, and I'm suddenly laying on the bench. Some guy is licking my nipple, and another is sucking on the other one. I moan, and some guy kisses me, with lots of tongue. Another guys pounds into him, gay sex, making him kiss me harder. The original guy pounds into me, and I am wracked with multiple orgasms. This goes on for a while, with all the guys, (who are bisexual) pleasuring each other and me and vice versa mmmmmmmm.....in the middle of my fantasy, usually a lot of other girls come in and start licking each other out. Thanks for letting me write this down!

Anonymous

I have this fantasy where I was a young girl living alone in the house. One day a man comes in to check up on me. Since he knows that I'm living alone, there are advantages and the man was curious what I looked like underneath my clothes. Wanting to explore this, I took off all of my clothes right in front of him. He looks at me longing before telling me I look very beautiful and I tell him I like to play with myself when naked, turning him on by that statement. Then he begins to touch all over my naked body as he explores, while I can hear his breathing becoming harder. He touches my nipples and plays with them, giving them occasional licks and making me breath harder. His hands reach down to my wet pussy and rubs my vulva. He tells me to lay down and I obey, then bends down to suck my pussy, making me moan a little. He asks if I could help him take off all his clothes and I willingly did. Once were are both hot and naked, I explored his body and put my hand on his hard cock. He tells me he wants me to suck it so I did, first taking a tip of his nice juicy cock before taking the whole thing in my mouth, making him sigh and groan. Then he puts a dildo inside my pussy to see if I was wet enough for him to go inside me but then I feel my pussy already rubbing against the dildo, making me moan some more. We put our hands all over each other one more time before he gives me a french kiss. He helps me relax on a big bed before he puts his big cock inside my wet pussy, being considerate as he slowly thrusts in and out. Though painful at first, it soon grew into pleasure as we moaned louder and louder and louder. As his thrusts become faster, my pleasure becomes more joyous as we sighed and moaned in extreme pleasure. I especially like it when his hands rub my boobs as he fucks me. We continue to rub against each other until we cum and the man collapses on top of me. He asks me if that feels good and I say yes. We'd be naked all day just having sex.

Anonymous

I think my biggest sexual fantasy would have to be meeting a horny pervert online and meeting him somewhere. I would finger myself and masturbate in front of him to make him extremely horny. He would watch me stroke my wet pussy and then I would tease him. Then, he would finger me for a while and I would love it. I would have him sit down and I would stand over him and press the head of his cock up to my pussy. After minutes of teasing I would slowly sink down on it and watch his reaction. I would get off right away to keep him horny. He would lick my pussy and I would moan in pleasure. Eventually I would lay down and he would very slowly press the head of his cock up to my wet pussy. I would beg him to put it inside. He would very slowly thrust in and out. He would moan and that would turn me on so much. Before we'd cum, I would get to go on top. I would slowly sink down on his hard cock and grind him nice and slow. It would feel so good. UH! I wish this could really happen!

Sweet Rose Bud

Then we moved into an exclusive gated community which was involved in the movie business and, without realizing the life I would be getting into, we signed the consent forms necessary to attend a comprehensive in-training program to become an actress. It was only later while in the program that I learned that it was the porn movie business and I had been earmarked to become a young porn star. By that time my whole attitude had changed and I had subjected my will to that of my mistress. My only purpose was to please her and make her proud of me, to keep me barren.

Moyra

This is my fantasy:

I am married, aged 40 and have 3 sons under 15. My husband and I have a good sex life and frequently indulge in a range of sex activities for our own pleasure but I have this fantasy that I want to make love to my neighbour's husband. He isn't all that good looking though seems interested in me. I have noticed him "spying" on me through a window when I am in the garden sunbathing.

One day I want to answer my front door to him, when he knocks, wearing only a loose fitting negligee or gown. Whilst we talk I want to stoop or bend down to pick something up, long enough to allow him a view of my bear flesh and breasts. I am positive that this would excite him and I am sure I could catch his eyes looking at my nakedness. Then I will invite him in to the house on the pretence I want him to do something. While he is attending to that for me I will loosen my gown so when he next faces me, he sees my naked body or lower the straps of my negligee exposing my breasts. I couldn't wait to see the reaction.

Once he regained his composure, if that were possible, I would take one of his hands and either guide it to my breasts or into my groin and take things from there. I believe he would be very gentle and caring towards me and guess we would end up on the floor somewhere making mad passionate love. I'm convinced he would he would never be the same again and perhaps I would tease him more often when sunbathing in the garden in the future.

Jazmine

-my strangely erotic sex dream-

I was feeling a little wet in my nether-regions after watching 'Ghost' featuring Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore. I decided to play with my clitoris for a couple of hours. After passing out midst-orgasm. I awoke in some sort of dungeon. I looked to my left and saw a cage..inside were coyotes. I gasp and try to get up but I realize that I'm tied down. From the shadows I hear a soft grunting...the grunting gets heavier and more frequent. From the shadows emerged, David (my high school classmate).
"David..".."what are you doing?"
David laughed,
"something I should have done years ago..."
David went to a TV that I had not noticed before and flicked it on.
I gasped, "Last Chance Harvey?! I hate this movie!!"
David cackled and pulled out his penis which was beautifully uncut.
The coyotes start going wild and they begin to mate. David, began stroking his cock. David came to me, and opened me up. I felt myself get wet and suddenly, he was in me. Pumping in and out. I was terrified but suddenly I was on cloud 9. It was only 3 minutes later when David pulled out and growled as he came all over my labia. The mixed smell of stale seamen and vagina reminded me of mayonnaise on ripe tuna. I was a little disappointed because David had not given me the opportunity to achieve the big O.
David was clearly not finished. He opened a door and a figure walked in. I knew immediately who it was,
"MR. TUMNUS?!" I cry. Mr.Tumnus, the man of my fantasies was here. Impossible! he was a mere fictional character in the movie "Chronicles of Narnia" and yet here he was! Mr.Tumnus was alive and in the flesh!
All I needed was Patrick Swayze. It was like David read my mind because from the door, came the Swayze himself! David told me to prepare for the gang bang of my life. David entered my butt, making me twitch in both pain and pleasure while Mr.Tumnus put his hairy cock in my mouth. Patrick Swayze then began to lick and play with my vagina. I squirm in anticipation, and I was near my climax. David had horrible timing because he snapped his fingers and everything was gone. I was alone and still itching for my orgasm.
A light shines in the distance and coming closer was a silhouette. As the silhouette neared, I realized with horror it was my ex, Lestat.
"Jazmine..the time has come" he whispers.
He inches closer to me, holding an axe. I realize with horror what is about to happen. Everything is black...
My eyes open (but I'm still dreaming) and I feel something isn't quite right.
I'm in a room with only a door...and a mirror.
I look into the mirror and see a monster. My head had been cut off and crudely sewn on to where my torso had once been. I was now a head with legs. Screaming, I run into the forest...my dream ends with my running quick as lightning into the forest.

Crazy dream but I get it all the time.

-This picture attached is what I supposedly look like at the end of the fantasy. It's not gory, its from a manga I read not too long ago-

Anonymous

My fantasy is I'm in a car with my friend (female). She goes to get out of the car but trips and falls on my lap. I move over and she kisses me on the cheek, then to the lips. I kiss her back and she starts to hump my leg. She moans with pleasure, but I stop her. I move around her to get to a good spot. I pull down her panties from under her skirt and put my fingers inside her pussy. She is dripping wet. She lowers her hand and pulls down my pants and panties. She glides her fingers over my clit again and again. I rubbed on her clit and she starts to rub furiously. I start to flick and rub hard. Then as if I were rubbing myself, I go faster and faster and she does the same. We scream and moan with pleasure. She goes faster and faster and I scream as I orgasm all over her hand. I keep going on her and she is squirming and humping my hand. I get faster and then slower then faster and don't stop. She starts screaming and then takes a deep breath and groans so loud and screams. This indicates she orgasmed.

This makes me sooo wet. I'm going to go and ask my boyfriend to fuck me and rub my clit. :)

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