Lgbt Fantasy Novels & Stories

I replied, "she is fucking amazing. . .she has all sorts of lesbian fantasies she wants to try. We talk about it all the time. She loves watching videos of girls sixty-nining or even just girls making out turns her on a lot , it's like one of her biggest fantasies." "You are a lucky fucking bastard," he said, and he reached over to clink our glasses in the air. I took a big gulp and realized he was definitely hard in his shorts now.

The characters, settings, and scenarios are fictional and meant for escapism—not intended to reflect or encourage real-life behavior without consent or responsibility. This book may feature content that explores various sexual dynamics, fantasies, and preferences. All encounters are consensual in nature, even if they unfold in daring or unconventional contexts. However, if you're uncomfortable with mature themes or erotic storytelling, this book may not be for you. --- Legal & Copyright Notice

He imagined Gabi on her knees in front of him, those full lips enveloping his length, sucking as if it was the only thing that mattered. "Gabi… fuck…" he growled, his abdominal muscles tensing as he increased the speed of his hand. In his mind, she was on all fours on the bed, her dress hiked up, her ass presented to him. "This is wrong, cousin," she would say, but she spread her legs wider, inviting. He penetrated her with a single thrust, relishing in how warm and tight she was, moaning his name like a prayer. Separated only by a thin wall, they were now bound by the same illicit fantasy. Gabi slid two fingers inside herself, gasping as she felt her body quivering on the brink of climax.

“There’s good guys, and then there’s involuntary monasticism.” “Exactly,” Alex said, leaning over to top off my glass. “You’re twenty-eight, not ninety-two. You’re allowed to want to be fucked properly.” Heat flashed through me at the word properly, because of course it did. These two had starred in more than one ill-advised fantasy over the years, always safely filed under never gonna happen because (a) they’re in love with each other and (b) they’re very, very gay. Or so I’d spent half a decade telling myself.

Today is April 1st popular my known as April fool, but I can't fool you, Diary. Often I have thrown around the idea that I might be homosexual. As is to be expected at my age, I was becoming very curious. I began my exploration by watching gay p**n and reading gay erotica. It got me off, but never as easy as heterosexual material did. Still, I kept going, often exploring my ass with lubed fingers, or a smooth object. I found that orgasms while stimulating my ass were fantastic. It was from this discovery that I formulated this fantasy. It involves a friend of Marcus.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

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⚠️ Warning This tale plunges into forbidden territories of desire. Within these pages lies explicit sexual content, including intimacy between humans and non-human entities. It is raw, obsessive, and unapologetically carnal. “Oooh fuck..your cock’s splitting me open,” Scarlet gasped, writhing beneath him, her body trying to twist away even as her voice broke into moans. Izel trembled, hips stuttering. “I..ahh..fuck..I can’t hold it..” His cock twitched deep inside her, each thrust harder, rougher, like he was chasing something he couldn’t stop.

One of those famous ‘grey’ areas for me, I'd say. Although totally un-Ellislike — that’s middle-sized, a redhead, and to put it bluntly, busty — I’d always had my fair share of boyfriends — and sex. But for a while — even before Ellis’s arrival — I’d been right off men. Well, not completely off them. I’d fancied one or two, but always the same type. Slim, effeminate guys who reminded me of women. And when I’d put my libido on auto and fantasised I’d always dreamed of pulling women. Until the very last minute, that was, when a rather wacky thing seemed to happen. If I was beginning to like the idea of being Sapphic, why did my dreams stop short of the actual sex?

The quarterback’s rock-hard cock slid hot and heavy between his ass cheeks, nestling against his virgin hole like a promise of ruin. “Been dreaming about this tight swimmer ass,” Jax breathed hotly against his ear, teeth sinking into the lobe hard enough to draw a sharp yelp. One big hand reached around, wrapping around Alex’s slender cock and stroking it with rough, possessive pulls—too firm, almost painful, but it sent sparks shooting up Alex’s spine. “Gonna wreck you. Stretch this hole until you’re ruined for anyone else.” Jax spat loudly into his palm twice, slicking his massive cock with the makeshift lube. The fat head pressed against Alex’s puckered entrance, insistent and unrelenting