Romans & histoires Real Wife Fantasies

There was seemingly nothing she wouldn't do, with cocks so impossibly big and thick, I was sure they'd have torn the real me in half if I even tried! I swallowed nervously. I needed to leave. I needed to run away, and wash my brain out with bleach, and pretend I'd never seen any of this! Daddy was entitled to his fantasies... it wasn't like he'd ever tried to actually do anything to me! It was just... just a private, dirty little dream, is all. Not something he would ever act on. I knew that much for sure. There was nothing wrong with it, not really, not as long as a fantasy was all it was. Didn't most girls have rape fantasies? I'd thought about that myself, from time to time... having a gu

“Like… what kind? Praise or Fifty Shades?” He smiled. “Never read either of them. I want someone to please. With pain. With pleasure. Safely. Consensually. Not at your place. Not at mine. Neutral ground. A place called Fantasies.” I licked my lips. He made it sound tempting. I wasn’t that kind of woman. At least I didn't think I was. “That’s a very generous offer, but—”

He had an average job in banking, average build, and an average 5-inch cock that had never quite satisfied her. They'd been married three years, and the fantasy had started as pillow talk. "What if a real man fucked me while you watched?" she'd teased one night after he'd cum too quickly again. It escalated to new fantasies and wishes every njght, but one thing Cindy noticed was thst anytime she talked about her hotwife fantasy Mark's cums freehand like a broken facuet. Cindy kept her fantasy to herself, always masturbating to her lewd thoughts, but never acting on them. She wanted to remain a prim and proper wife to her husband…..keeping their bed undefiled.

I said. "So today is the day where you publish your newest book and it's called The Real Deal. Can you tell us briefly what it is about?" The MC asked and I smiled nodding. "Well.. I don't want to spoil anything but it's based on my own love life. I wrote this book for my boyfriend, Ares, just to thank him for everything." I said and I turned to see Ares standing beside my dad. He smiled widely at me and I turned to the audience again nervously.

' "Reality is better than any other fantasies, Kiel." "I agree, Jana." 'Let's settle here.'

Another loud sigh escapes him and instantly my minds brought back to my fantasy guy behind me. The warmth of his breath tickling the back of my neck lightly, it is amazing how real it feels as if he was here laying in my bed holding me so tenderly like we had done this so many times before. I shift slightly closer my back to his front, relishing the idea of having this affectionate imaginary connection. I do not know whether I was having a psychotic break, maybe my mind was finally collapsing to the pressure of yet again having a catastrophic relationship come to a terrible end. Or maybe somebody up there decided to give me one amazing fantasy to make up for one of the worst fatal affairs i

I've always desperately wanted to experience this kind of love in reality and now, I can't believe it's actually happening. Just then, realisation hit me. Draining all hope and imagination out of me. Holy fuck! What if he doesn't love me? “I should get going.” With a serious face, I said to him and walked away. As I made my way to Ander apartment, my mind was filled with dirty imagination. Dirty fantasy that let me go wild. “Pin me to the wall. Alpha.” “Please fuck me. I want your dick.” “Go harder. Suck my nipples. Lick my p**sy.*

She leaned forward and without any more preliminaries, set about sucking me with a fierceness that shocked me. Mark passed me a beer. "Let me tell you about this fantasy of hers," he started, while I took a sip. "Wild Thing, here, has been talking about being with two men at the same time for at least three years now. Every time we tried to set you up, I would tease her that it would just be easier for everyone if she just took care of your needs. I've had her screaming out your name on more than one occasion, so you've got some work to live up to." I smiled, brushing back her hair so I could see her pretty face with my hard cock disappearing into her mouth. "Let me tell you. I've fantasized

And they're correct with it. But what's funny is, Damn women want to get under my pants! They want my attention , my love and spend nights with me. Fuck ! They think I'm some handsome ruthless warlord of Mafia novels whom they can get just by their shameless flirting acts. Baby reality is more cruel than your fantasies, I'm nothing like you all think!

"Of course. That seems like a pretty specific fantasy." "No, not really. Like I said, my most common fantasy version is a vaginal gang-bang in the dark, starting with one guy. Here I am mixing that fantasy with a particular critical real-world limitation and some good fortune in terms of a prior activity. I have to stress, I really do want this. Penetration by flesh and blood is... it is something I miss. Shall we?" "That sounds very good to me. How do you want it? Laying down? Hands and knees? I am not sure the floor in here..."