Fantasies Novels & Stories

Her imagination had been so wild it often shocked her, and the worse part, she had begun to write it all down. Many times, she would dream about them together not just having sex, but of them being a couple. Fantasies of them getting married and having kids together. But most of all, it was the sexual fantasies. She wrote down every detail in her imaginations, and not even Chloe, her best friend since middle school, knew about this side of her. It was Elias's crazy, dirty little secret. And by now, Elias had a large jotter which was almost filled with her fantasies of Kaelen, and she was looking t

Mark the end of Cass' fidelity. With a guy like Neil. I thought she might not go through with it though. There was a lot of baggage to making such a giant leap. It was all fun to talk about, and it certainly made for some good fucking, but fantasy and reality is two vastly different things. Fantasy was often something you never could do, be or have. Just thinking of all they had done so far made me madly jealous, and just as turned on. That being said, this fantasy could very likely turn into a very real reality. More than it already was.

“Wait. You’re not horrified?” “Horrified? Babe, I’m jealous. I’ve been stuck in my boring nine to five while you’ve been living out some dark office fantasy with seven suited gods who apparently can’t get enough of you. The only thing that would make it crazier is if…” She trailed off, biting her lip. “If what?”

My wife loved having me suck and lick her freshly fucked pussy clean. Tonight, she asked me if I had any new fantasies. I have for years fantasized about watching my gorgeous wife being fucked by at least 2 other men while I watched. I also loved thinking about my sexy wife having sex with another sexy woman. My wife, Kim, knew of these fantasies and loved to tease and taunt me by talking about it – many times at inappropriate times. While out in public, we would see an attractive woman, Kim would notice me looking at her and then would whisper, "I'll bet you'd like to see me suck her big tits!" She would give a sexy, little gri

“Let daddy feel this greedy little pussy squeeze me.” I was right there. The coil in my belly tightened, and my breath came in short desperate gasps. My finger moved faster, slick and chasing the edge. My clit throbbed under my touch, every muscle in my body tensed, thighs shaking uncontrollably. Just a little more… My fantasy sharpened unbearably. Steven buried himself to the hilt, grinding deep as he filled me, his mouth on my neck, teeth grazing my skin. “Come for me baby girl.”

His cum shot across her ass and lower back, hot and thick, joining the mess already coating her thighs. The mirror flared bright. "Trial complete. Riley. Your fantasy is next." Riley stumbled backward, shaking her head frantically. "No. No, I don't…" But the images came anyway, flooding her mind. Her deepest fantasy: being worshipped. Licked. Devoured. Every inch of her body claimed by a woman's mouth, hands, tongue. She'd dreamed of soft curves pressed against hers, of fingers buried inside her, of tasting another woman's arousal on her lips.

“About you.” Sam’s breath hitched audibly. His hand rested on Ethan’s thigh, squeezing gently. “It made everything hotter between us. But it also made us realize how much we both… respond to you. Your voice, your presence and the way you see us.” Elias felt heat pool low in his stomach. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, giving them his complete attention. “That kind of fantasy is common when couples are trying to reignite desire. It’s safe to explore here. Tell me more about those fantasies. What specifically draws you to the idea of me being part of them?”

Warm water sloshing over my chest smelling of lavender foam, my nipples hard pink peaks above the bubbles as I rolled and tugged them just how he likes — hard pinch then soothing circle. I hesitated a lot at first, voice shy, but after hearing 6 of his fantasies — fucking me in a glass elevator, tying me in the woods, taking my ass while I suck his friend — I gained the confidence and could easily talk about it without any fear of being judged. I told him mine, filthy and absurd, and ended with him promising me he would fulfill all my wildest fantasies, which I don't really believe he can because it was so absurd and stupid. He

“Start by confessing, Tyler. Tell us about your crush. In detail. We want to hear how you think about me when you’re at your desk.” My face burned. “Priya… you’re incredible. Your curves, those full breasts, wide hips, thick thighs… even your short wavy hair drives me crazy. Every time you lean over my desk, I get hard. I’ve jerked off thinking about you.” Priya laughed, a low, throaty sound. “Mmm, honest boy. Keep going. What else?” “I… I’ve fantasized about all of you,” I admitted, my voice shaky. “Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.”

he admitted, his voice low. "Oh? What kind of stuff?" I pushed, letting my legs fall open a little wider. He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking down again before locking back on mine. A new boldness seemed to steel his nerves. "Stories. About... things people want. Fantasies." "Fantasies are important," I said softly, holding his gaze. "They help us figure out what we really need." I let out a soft moan as his thumb found a particularly sore spot on my feet. "Mmm, right there, Leo. That's so good."