Novel & Cerita Fantasies Fulfilled

That vase had been something we’d constructed together, and our initials were carved into the base. Adrian rushed forward, gripping my arm. He brushed a hand over my cheek as if nothing else mattered. "It’s alright. I’ll buy you another one. Lauren, I know you’ve blamed yourself all this time for not being able to conceive. If you can’t, then we won’t. We’ll just adopt." He paused, then spoke carefully, "I have a friend abroad. His whole family died in an accident, leaving behind a two-year-old boy. Lauren, you’ll love him."

I felt so exposed, my walls got to contract to welcome his big cock. My mind began to form sexual fantasies as we did it for real here. I felt like I was going to explode, like I was heading to space and would be staying there for eternity. It was as if all I ever wanted was coming true, my crush that I have longed for all this while was finally mine.

I crawl back up, face to face with him and rub him between my slick folds. “My ultimate fantasy is to be the center of a very, very sexy sandwich.” I whisper between soft kisses on his chest. “Mmmmm tell me more baby.” A deep, satisfied groan escapes his lips as I tease his head at my entrance. “I want you” kiss “and someone else” kiss “one filling my ass up” kiss “and the other pounding this hot, wet little pussy.” He moans loudly as I take him all the way in. He’s rock hard and I know imagining my fantasy has him on edge.

Perhaps there was a part of me that was intrigued by his fantasy after all. The notion of him taking control and exhibiting dominant behavior left me feeling ready for another encounter. "I appreciate how you fulfilled my desires, so let me reciprocate by fulfilling yours. Let's put the horse away and freshen up before we explore our options for work attire on A****n over breakfast," I suggest as I observe the excitement in his expression. "Your willingness to indulge my fantasies is yet another reason why I love you," Cortland says as he helps me off the horse. I can't help but smirk mischievously as I respond, "It's not all about you, you know. Indulging my fantasies means I get to experie

“Being connected to both of you at the same time… feeling you cum while I came… it was perfect.” Elena kissed me softly. Marcus nuzzled my neck, his hand gently cupping my breast. “The Shared Fantasy has completely ruined me for anyone else,” Elena whispered with a satisfied smile. Marcus kissed my shoulder. “Same here.” I smiled, completely spent but glowing with happiness, gently rubbing my clit one last time as I savored the feeling of both of them against me. “Then we’ll keep sharing fantasies,” I whispered. “Again and again.” We fell asleep tangled together — naked, sticky, satisfied, and already dreaming of the next time the Shared Fantasy would bring us even closer.

I lay nestled among their cool, powerful bodies, the taste of their blood on my tongue and the memory of countless orgasms still echoing through my veins. The fantasy had consumed me completely. And I had never been happier to be devoured.

I praise Him most of all for turning the evil situation that had been hell pressed to do worse than just simply kill me, into a life made so full with happiness that I could never have asked for as much as He had given to me. In truth, my life had become a fantasy. A dream come true. Glancing back into my mate’s eyes, I could see that the same was true for him. I was well and truly his fantasy.

The dual sensation, his fingers curling against my G-spot while his tongue worked my tightest hole leaving me trembling. “I want you to breed us both,” I gasped loud enough for him to hear, my voice husky and broken. “Pump us full like your virtuous little wife never lets you. Make us swell with your baby while she stays pure and clueless at home, cooking your dinner and folding your shirts.”