Hot Fantasies Novels & Stories

What's your deepest, darkest fantasy? I pause, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I thought about my fantasies and started to type. “Meeting the eyes of a handsome stranger in a bar full of people, he crosses the room, grabs me by the hand, and pulls me into the restroom. Before I can blink, we’re making out, hot and heavy. His hands are all over me, under my shirt, down my jeans. Circling my nipples, then pinching just hard enough to make me gasp, and slipping a thick finger into my soaking pussy at the same time. I can’t even see him, but I can feel his thick, fat cock rubbing all over my ass, teasing between my cheeks, before he finally thrusts deep inside me and starts to fuck me, ha

“So you’re a married bitch in heat, huh? I fucking love that. Tell me one of your fantasies, go on. What would you do if you didn’t have a husband? Fuck delivery guys like me all day?” Ana bit her lip, the darkness giving her courage for the dirty words. Sweat dripped from her forehead, falling into her cleavage, and she imagined his mouth licking it all up. “Fantasy? I imagine a guy taking me at work, in the office bathroom. He pins me against the sink, hikes up my skirt, and shoves his fingers into my wet pussy, fingering me hard while I bite my arm to keep from screaming. Then he fucks me from behind, slapping my ass while I cum. No condom, filling me with cum until it drips down my legs.

Full Moon Heat – the bisexual threesome. The cabin door slammed shut behind them and the air instantly felt thicker. Woodsmoke from the fireplace mixed with the sharp scent of whiskey and the heavy musk already rolling off Rafe. The full moon hung low outside the big window, pouring silver light across the fur rug in the middle of the room.

At night, safely locked away in the solitude of my bedroom, I was frequently consumed by an overwhelming wave of guilt as I lay awake beneath the sheets, touching myself in the dark while my mind filled with wicked, vivid fantasies about my two stepbrothers. Hoping to avoid a direct confrontation, I walked quietly over to the far, isolated end of the massive sectional sofa, sitting down on the very edge of the leather cushion so I wouldn't disturb their space. I curled my legs up slightly, clutching my glass of ice water against my chest. The stifling heat of the room was relentless, causing a slow, warm bead of sweat to roll down the sensitive skin of my neck, tracing a path down my collarb

She shivered under my touch, biting her lip as I trailed kisses down her neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin. Her breath hitched as I cupped her face, eyes locked on hers. “You’re so beautiful, Vee.” She smiled, a little shaky, but real. “I never thought I’d hear that from you.” I pressed my forehead to hers. “I’m a different man now.” The night stretched out before us, filled with whispered promises and the slow burn of discovery. Every touch, every sigh, every shared heartbeat was a step toward something neither of us had dared to imagine—a future where we weren’t enemies, or scars, but something real.

Around her, her lover, a businessman and senator of a well-preserved party, had taught her that the two of them, how was pleasure, how could they masturbate each other, and that it had been a while, though less, that we had been having a relationship, it was winter vacation. In the midst of several people to explore our fantasies, economic exploitation and the destruction of other people's beliefs, this was a place of fantasy and seduction, a spa, in which they wore their warm clothes, exchanged for fluffy towels, from a massage parlour where they went to enjoy the hot springs. And those beautiful hot springs in Tokyo were heaven, where we enjoyed our dreams, bodies, and fantasies, in our se

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

Harper had given me. What I found made my mouth widen.. The search history and bandwidth logs were… insane. Hentai. Tons of it. VR p**n. Taboo roleplay videos. “Step-sister”, “Best friend’s little brother”, “Secret creampie”, “Corrupting the virgin gamer” -+ the titles went on and on. He had been downloading and streaming massive files every single night. My thighs pressed together instinctively. I should have been disgusted but instead, I felt heat pooling between my legs. The thought of quiet, shy Max jerking off furiously to all this filthy p**n while the rest of the family slept upstairs did something filthy to me.

There'll be hot guys and fun games” she asked one last time as she held the door handle. “I'm sure babes. I'll pass this time” I said sweetly and we bade each other goodbye. I rushed to the door and locked it then quickly took off my clothes and lay on my bed. Yes I could be picky and slightly judgemental but I never pretended to be innocent myself. I loved sex and bad stuff buttttt… with the right person. I couldn't tell Sheila that I've been fantasizing and daydreaming about Shawn. I couldn't get his face and dick out of my mind. I masturbated thinking about him. My little secret.

Her mind flashed with short visions of hot and heavy sex, of strong men forcing her against her soft sheets, pressing her face into the pillows as they took their turns fucking her long and hard. Big strong men, like the ones in her living room right then... The movers were surely not helping her get over her horniness, and Ava felt like if she didn't get some relief soon she might very well make her fantasies a reality. Her hand crept up her inner thigh, wishing somehow she would get more than just fantasies tonight...