Fantasies Novels & Stories

“He's busy with work, wouldn't be home till five pm,he has a lot on his plate and coming here would be the last thing he could possibly think of” Doctor Manuel countenance… Fell… But why? “it would have been a whole steamy orgy if he gets to fuck my ass” A normal me would have screamed an ehhwww! Or maybe throw up at the thought and sight of it but this me liked the thought of it. Luke fucking me from behind while doctor Manuel thrusts from the front and Chloe sucking on my huge tits that would be so sensational. “Are you with me Ann?” I opened my eyes. I've been fantasizing.

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

Imagining pumping deep inside you. They kept texting for another hour, the conversation getting even dirtier. Fantasies about his office, his car, him making her suck him under the table at a dinner. By the time Mia finally put her phone down, her body was spent, thighs sticky, and a lazy smile on her face. She didn’t know what she had just started. But she already couldn’t wait for tomorrow night.

Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything. Sometimes, Juana didn't see anything at all, sometimes she saw good things, but most times, she had nightmares. When her granny called to ask about her dream the night after she saw something about avocados, Juana refused to tell her about it because it involved someone dying. The person was dying. Not dead. She didn't want to imagine any of her parents or even her granny dying, when she tried to, the imagination hurt her so much she got bad headaches. Juana felt like telling someone about it, talking to someone about her whole life, but she wanted a neutral person because

May asked her heart hopping almost to her throat. "I'm not sure what it is I heard, did you make anything out of the sound? Glenn was scared out of breath, he was really in for finding Emily but the superhero he may have fantasized being while growing up, his teenage self was nowhere to acheiving it. "Like a flapping sound of something, I can't ... Can't tell what exactly." Summer provided a bit of answer, no one else had a clue. "Maybe we should go back and ask for help from the others. I'm having a really bad feeling about this.

Do you fancy a son or a daughter? 'One of each would be lovely.' 'Twins?' Jasmine asked. Favour laughed. 'I hope not. Just one at a time but in any order. Boy or girl...it doesn't matter.' Such blissful carefree plans, Jasmine thought. A mountainous wave of envy hit Jasmine and she shrugged to fight through it as her younger sister rattled on about her ideal family. It wasn't Favour's fault that her own life was in such a mess. She seemed to get herself embroiled in one bad choice after another; holding on to Robert when he wasn't worth holding on to, and now Collins...had she no sense of when to let go? Did fantasy have a bigger grip on her than reality?

I gasped out. My hearts want to forgive him, but my head keep telling me I would be making the biggest mistakes of my life. I don't know what do. If I don't want to have him anymore, why do I feel the need of making him jealous? Well, if he can play pranks to get my attention, just like he used to do. I wrapped my arms around my chest. Why can't I? I shrugged and returned the last batched of the dresses. *** "Oh my! Look at these sexy babes, you girls want our Nigerian guys to commit suicide today." I sat down at the dining with my leg crossed over the other, chatting on my phone as the ladies stepped down the stairs majestically.

She paused. Bhaskar could see the pain in her eyes. "We will do whatever is needed," He said. "By the way, can that genie grant any wish?" "The genies you hear about in folklores are just imaginations. The real genies cannot grant bigger wishes. They can only grant smaller ones." "Hm, that is why people tend to go in search for the wish fish," Bhaskar mentioned. "Right. The genies could be dangerous if they are not bound by a curse."

I cursed myself for entertaining such treacherous thoughts, but they persisted, flooding my mind with unwanted visions. I imagined the gentle brush of his fingertips, the soft caress of his lips, and the shiver-inducing sensation of his mouth on mine. My mind's eye conjured images of myself beneath him, arching in ecstasy as he awakened sensations I'd never known. The Darkness within me reveled in these depraved fantasies, refusing to relinquish its hold on my imagination.

"I only thought of showing my world to her and sharing the joy of being in fantasy together..." "Well, no one is to be blamed for being excited," Kith responded. "What we should do now is to prevent her from dreaming whenever she falls asleep. Bad dreams in Fantasy are anomalies that stick with the dreamer even in their wake. They will try to lure the innocent human into becoming their door because they want to enter Fantasy where they can be real. I mean the human mind is an open door to these bad anomalies plus their pure existence can create new things." Hue said nothing. His gaze was still fixed on his wife. He inhaled deeply.