Fantasies Stories Novels & Stories

He had a great time bonding with the other Alpha wolves. During the day, I felt better. All because I dreamed of Rhea. The next few nights, I dreamed about her. We talk about things that happened when we were kids. Every night, she tells me about the energy building in her body. She tells me she has been talking to a girl called Ellie in her dreams. They have a connection and Rhea believes they are meant to be together. “It’s Ellie’s power that has been allowing me to see you.” She tells me.

With the door to talking about sex cracked open, she added, "I enjoy a good sexual fantasy as much as the next woman, I guess. Which genres of stories do you like most?" "Normally it would be the hot-wife stories," Cheryl answered, "But I was reading a really hot incest/taboo story there the other day where the characters happened to be named Darlene, James, and Shannon." She looked Darlene in her surprised eyes and with a suggestive grin she added, "It's hard for me to imagine that's just coincidence. Did you write that story? Is that your taboo fantasy I was reading?" Darlene was a bit taken aback by her friend's blunt question, but her tone and the look on her face were certainly not judg

"Because I have years of fantasies to fulfill, and one night won't be nearly enough." As his mouth found her neck again, Wendy wondered briefly about tomorrow, about professional boundaries and workplace complications. Then his hands slid beneath her skirt again, and she decided tomorrow could take care of itself.

Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically' 'Do you think that that story is true? 'I don't know, probably, but even if not its almost certain to be based around a real event, I know my stories always are.' 'You write. Where do you get the ideas?' 'As I've just said, my stories are embellishments of real events. Do you fantasise?' A little hesitancy but Julia answered 'Yes. Doesn't everyone' 'I certainly do. My fantasies are always about real people and start in actual situations I've been in. It's the same for my stories.'

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

Until dawn crept through the curtains. Until the package arrived. Until tomorrow became today. And the fantasy The forbidden, addictive, all-consuming fantasy Became forever. Fade out on the snow. On two new passports lying open on the dresser. On two gold bands glinting in the wea k morning light. On her moan soft, satisfied as he whispered against her skin: “The fantasy never has to end.”

She moaned so loudly that even a hotel staff cleaning outside could hear them. The staff became excited and tried to look through the keyhole as it was already night and chances of someone catching him was slim. He saw a couple going wild in bed together. He notices a beautiful woman who was Sunna completely naked getting smashed by her lover. He couldn't control himself but watch them through a keyhole. Then he went to the washroom and masterbate fantasising about Sunna 's hot body . He soon cummed.

And as long as the fantasies consumed him, as long as his desires burned this fiercely, he knew he’d keep coming back to this—to the forbidden, to the taboo, to the intoxicating image of his stepmother. With a heavy sigh, he rolled onto his side, the sticky remnants of his release a reminder of what he’d just done. But as sleep began to pull him under, his last thought was of her—of Elena, and the next time he’d let his fantasies take control

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

She was winning. Days turned to weeks. More accidents: Bending over in the laundry room, ass up as she “searched” for a sock, pussy lips peeking from under shorts. Brushing past him in narrow halls, her hand “slipping” to graze his cock. Each time, Ethan’s fantasies grew darker—tying her up, edging her until she begged, then fucking her raw. Lila reveled in it, masturbating nightly to the thought of him begging, “Please, Lila, let me fuck you. I need it.”