Fantacy 소설 & 이야기

I pushed a third finger in, stretching myself open, feeling that delicious burn. In my fantasy, he bent me over the kitchen counter, yanking my shorts down my ankles. I could almost feel the cool edge of the granite pressing into my hips as he freed his cock and rubbed the thick head along my dripping slit. I rolled onto my stomach, ass lifted slightly, face buried in the pillow so I could pretend he was right behind me. My fingers kept thrusting; three of them now, while my hips rocked back to meet every stroke. My pillow smelled of shampoo, but it was his scent that surrounded me. His big hand was gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks, pulling me back onto his cock as he sank into me

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

The private island villa shimmered under the Caribbean sun like a forbidden paradise. White marble columns stretched toward the cloudless sky, and the infinity pool spilled endlessly into the turquoise ocean. Elena Voss adjusted the thin strap of her white bikini top, her full breasts straining against the delicate fabric as she lounged on the oversized daybed. At twenty-nine, she was the perfect trophy wife—elegant, sensual, and utterly bored.

“She’s even sexier than Ellie. I want to fuck her so badly.” He looked around the closet. Drawers lined each wall. The closet was bigger than Ellies' .Curiosity got the better of him. He pulled one open and found stacks of lingerie...bras, thongs, sheer pairs of panties. He picked up a pair of black lace ones and brought them to his face. The scent hit him hard. His cock was already straining against his pants. He freed it, wrapped the soft fabric around the shaft, and started stroking. In his mind it was Nikki’s hand, or better, her body. He pictured her bent over in front of him, that silk robe hiked up, those long legs spread while he fucked her from behind. He kept going, breathing harde

His expertise and passion for fantasies, anime and manga helped him solve a case in real life. He was finally proving to everybody that he's not living in a world of dreams, the world of fantasies. Fantasy is always paired up with reality. Scratch that, fantasy is a version of another reality. It cannot be separated, nor destroyed. Or else the balance and symmetry of all things will be destroyed.

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

School was officially cancelled for me seeing as the baby was giving me such a hard time. I was constantly sore all over and I couldn't even concentrate on anything anymore. Well, anything except for Brian. The bastard has been on my mind a lot lately, and by on my mind I meant I just kept having wet dreams and sexual fantasies featuring him constantly. Damn you, pregnancy hormones. Most of the dreams plagued me while I slept, but a few stubborn ones managed to haunt me even when I was awake. I would think about him rubbing my belly… Kneeling down to pepper kisses all over my stomach, all the while telling me how much he loved me and how beautiful I was…

The scary guys from my previous school hit on me in hidden places like this and I don't want to cause any ruckus. Thinking about it sends shivers to my spine so I brush my bangs down and tries to brush it off. I went ahead and rent a webtoon of "Suddenly Became a Princess", I heard they have a new chapter so I rented it and sat at the far side corner of the cafe enjoying my spicy tteokbokki. All of a sudden, I noticed someone sat beside me with only shelves separating us. I sneak a peek seeing a cat print pajama. It looks so cute. The person is probably reading webtoons too, I wonder if it's a girl too.

Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically

A week after, Jimmy and Lord Nylian were having breakfast alone. The table was silent, only the sound of the juice glasses and cutlery setting on the marble table could be heard. The Duke was reading Dreamy Day, the number one newspaper in the kingdom. The writers and editors made sure to include all the things that happen daily in Fantasia, such as the next game of Golden Basket; it's the same concept as the regular Basketball game on Earth, except that it's played in the air. The players are mostly fairies or creatures that have wings. They must pass a kind of silver balloon and throw it on the golden basket that floated peacefully in the air.