Novel & Cerita Female Fantasy Stories

But that's what she'd signed up for. Kyle'd been asking her to do this since the moment their honeymoon had ended. Three hypnosis programs to listen to while she jilled. Week one had started the dick fantasies. Week two had made her feel like Kyle was stroking her clit every time he touched her. She'd almost come last Sunday, holding hands in the park. Week three and her own clothes made her ache and throb and drip. It had been murder holding her lust back so as to surprise Kyle.

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

* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting a scene of Jax returning, finding her like this, phone in one hand, fingers buried in the other, then joining, making her squirt across the keyboard. Her orgasm hit sudden and fierce, back bowing off the bed, a strangled cry escaping as her pussy spasmed, fresh wetness soaking the sheets. She rode it out, reading the flood of shared depravity, each one a spark to her sated but insatiable fire. Panting, Zelda dropped the phone, a wicked smile curving her lips. The tease worked readers hooked, fantasies unleashed in the comments below. Jax had left her marked, but this? This was her claiming the narrative. Drop yours now. What's your

I slipped my hand inside my panties and touched myself directly, gasping at how wet and slippery I had become. I imagined him pushing me gently against his desk, lifting my skirt, and sliding his hand between my legs. In my fantasy, his fingers were veiny and muscular as they explored me, rubbing my clit and then pushing slowly inside me. “Oh…” I whispered, my hips rocking against my own hand. I pushed one finger inside myself, then two, pumping them slowly while my thumb continued rubbing my clit. The fantasy became more vivid. I saw Mr. Blackwood unbuckling his belt, pulling out his thick cock, and rubbing the head against my virgin entrance.

Maria placed her forearms on either side of Janet's head and leaned closer to her, pressing her t**s against Janet's. “You don't know how long I've imagined this.” Maria said, pressing her lips to Janet's jaw. “Months.” Need tore at Janet and she grasped Maria's breasts in her hands, her n*****s pressing against Janet's palms. Maria rolled off from her and stripped off her jeans, standing in only her thin lacy panties. Maria drew her fingers up Janet's inner thighs and brushed a single finger down her slit. She crawled between Janet's legs and gently rubbed her clit while tugging on her own n****e and playing with herself while Janet watched.

Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews. Most of his stories were about older women with guys his age and Miss Linda had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of his female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as his favorite teacher. Yes Miss Linda had been the nasty little cougar in his mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, he had even joined her writing discussion group. While the other half dozen students sat and discussed their stories and other

This comment had reached three thousand likes. But I was even more shocked by what I read next. "Huh? Sex with an alien tentacle? Wow, they're really specific about the characteristics of the alien they want," I furrowed my brow in disbelief. I couldn't believe the unusual fantasies women have nowadays, and of course, the first one on the list was werewolf or omega verse, which didn't come as a surprise given the number of novels on that topic. "What are they thinking with tentacles? My head hurts." I shook my head and put my phone down on the side table. The internet always manages to fill my mind with all sorts of things.

Girls that had sexual sex, much more enjoyable than my awkward and unsatisfying sex life at the moment. The story that stood out for me was based around a girl who went camping with her husband. They bunch made a couple of friends and one thing led to another with five guys fucking her, filling her with cum. The following experience came in the shape of a p**n movie among my immature man friends who’d put on during a party. In the lady's bleached blonde hair to her giant fake tits, everything about it dropped into the class of fake. Certainly not a turn on like the aforementioned narrative, but seeing her take on four giant cocks somehow made the dream a little more genuine.

Every strike sent a jolt straight to her clit. She started babbling. “Sir... please... fuck.. I need.... ” “Quiet.” One hard strike directly between her legs—tails wrapping around to slap her pussy. She screamed. Body jerking against the restraints. He dropped the flogger. Two fingers plunged into her cunt without warning. Pumped twice. Pulled out dripping. Smeared the wetness across her lips. “Taste how much you love it.” She sucked his fingers clean. Eyes glassy. He unzipped.