Mr Fantasy Novels & Stories

Story 13 The Shared Fantasy Sophia Pov The hotel suite was luxurious and dimly lit. Soft music played in the background. I stood between Elena and Marcus, wearing only a short silk robe that barely reached the top of my thighs. Elena was in a matching robe, her curves soft and inviting. Marcus wore just black boxer briefs, his muscular body already showing clear interest. We had been building toward this night for weeks — flirting, teasing, sharing fantasies over drinks. Tonight we made it real with a game we called **The Shared Fantasy**.

I imagined Kieran on his knees in front of me, that golden smile gone as his tongue replaced the spray with slow, teasing licks turning hungry, sucking my clit between his lips while his hands gripped my ass. Then Jax, behind me, his rough palms sliding up my wet body, fingers digging into my hips as he pressed that thick, hard cock against me, whispering filthy promises against my neck. The fantasy pulled a real moan from my throat. I switched the setting to a harder, more concentrated pulse and pressed the shower head tighter against my pussy. The water beat against me in fast waves, making my clit throb and my inner walls clench around nothing. I was dripping, slick mixing with the shower

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.

Prominent houses started to preorder products from me after hearing Marquess Falsen's story. I clenched my fist. I will make him agree to this no matter what happens! "I will agree with the business proposal on one condition. Answer my question" "Sure! What is it, your Highness?" I enthusiastically said. "Who are you?" I scratched my head because of confusion. Is this a kind of a joke? Why would he ask a stupid question? "Your Highness, I am Valeria Falsen, daughter of..." "No, what I meant was who really are you?"

“Mrs. Rendall offered to elevate him to the position of an Inspy.” “What! Does she even have the resources to do so?” “I don’t know but the lure was enough to make Mr. Miller forget everything.” Just then the screen lit up with a shrill tune interrupting their conversation. “Miss Anna Miller is here to visit you. Shall I give her the pass?” A mechanical voice sounded in the room. “What is she doing here. I will kill her with my bare hands. I have had enough of the scheming pair.” Arnold roared, his eyes turning red.

Then who do you want to act as Ailee 's boyfriend. " Zinnia ask him . " Freddie, came in ." Suddenly a tall , young , handsome with fair skin man walking into the tents slowly. " This is my brother , younger brother Freddie . He is the owner of M&BR security system and multimedia genius company . His name in hacker's world is Red and gamers called him Master Red . His company profit reach tenth of billion a year . Those who had a big company and the bank owner knew him . The youngest CEO of the multimedia company under Moo's enterprise.

Dan answered, "but with a slight change in rules." "Fuck, yeah!" Rob said. "I think every teenage fantasy I had has been granted the last two weeks. First the daughter, then the mother. I might cum the second your mom touches my cock." "What change in the rules?" Edward asked, fondling her ass. "Tell me she's being sold as red silk?" Rob said, playing with her tits. "Let's wait until Jerry, gets here," Master said, "so it doesn't have to be explained twice."

Damn! “I can’t do this anymore,” she moaned tiredly and leaned on the tree. “I just want to go back home. Ok, I’ve found what I’m looking for – Danshak a.k.a Devon is my fated mate, he wasn’t lying about that. The painting in his gallery is his memory of meeting me a.k.a Edvana, here. What else did I miss?”

His smile giving me the courage I needed to forge on. "MOD is the next I*******m. You get to share your exploration with the world and people can easily locate a place just by syncing with your map. It is also security protected. So, no. You won't have a murderer on your heels just because you've shared an exploration location. Be careful of exes though." The crowd had found it funny. Even Mr Drey's smile widened a little. I continued with more confidence and by the time I was done, there was a standing ovation.

“I asked you a question, I expect you to answer.” My tongue caught in my throat. He was being authoritative, and normally it pissed me off when he was demanding. This time was different though, it turned me on. It was his dominant voice, one he had used on me only a few times. Each time ending in earth shattering orgasms. His hand found my hip. “Fantasy- the forming of mental images, especially wondrous or strange fancies; imaginative conceptualizing,” his other hand found my cheek. “What were you imagining when I said fantasy?”