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he exhaled as if in thought. "Remember the last time you came here? You stirred up the same thing, why I didn't want to bring you here at first" he ruffled his hair, as if confused. "God, I want to fuck you Camila, I want to make love to you, I want me inside of you. I want to make you feel things you haven't felt. It's my work Camila, I don't want to be idle with you, I want to make love to you" he whispered the last part and my toes curled up.

"Don't remind me. I still shudder at the smell of watermelon bubblegum." She thumped a fist on thigh. "Jerk. Now is not the time to discuss how you crushed my childhood dreams." "And what are your adult ones?" he asked, grabbing her pummeling fist and enveloping it in his hand. She stilled. "My fantasy, which I'll admit has recently been upgraded, involves being mated to two wonderful, yet different men, who worship the ground I walk on, and do totally wicked things to my body." "What if I wanted to do nice things?"

“They will know how you scratch my back and bite into my shoulder, hear you when you beg me to fuck you harder…those moments are so private and precious to me. I’m sorry, but I can’t share that with anyone else. “And I want you to really think about this. When the gossip starts, what they will share with the others. When they tell everyone about the little heart shaped birthmark just about your pussy, or how pink and small you nipples are. Do you really want everyone to know such intimate details?” Strangers watching me was one thing. Humans probably wouldn’t go out, announce to the world that they went to a fetish club, and tell them who and what they saw there, but apparently, wolves would

My husband, my sweet, safe Julian, and I felt a twisted rush of guilt that only made me wetter. I was married to him. I’d promised him forever. And here I was, just hours into our marriage, fantasizing about his older brother destroying my pussy. I turned toward the mirror in the room, my naked body was glistening with sweat, my long dark hair fanned out on the pillow, nipples tight and flushed pink. The thought of Ryan seeing me like this—legs splayed, pussy swollen and shiny, juices coating my thighs—made my walls clamp down hard, and the fantasy stubbornly took over again.

Hand relief and a good fantasy was the best I could hope for most of the time. This time my fantasy focussed around one of our friends Tara. She was a really attractive, petite brunette who had just turned 40. You wouldn't know it to look at her, she was slim, had great skin and one of the best arses you could ever wish to see. She had cut my wifes hair a few times and we knew her well. Ive always got on great with her and we always had a great laugh at any parties we both attended. I always cum really hard when I fantasise about her... little did I know that fantasy would soon become reality. I had applied the lube to my cock and was slowly rubbing it, enjoying every stroke and savouring ev

" Destiny shook her hand and introduced herself as well. Jewel giggled nervously and said, 'Honesty I'm not sure where to begin. I guess I'll just start with a bit of my history. I work at a very busy and demanding job. I don't have much of a social life. When I do go out though I like to have sex. Just being honest so please don't judge me. I love my work, but all the stress gets to me through the week so on the weekends when I can find someone, I will more often than not take advantage of the opportunity. Sex relaxes me like nothing else especially good sex. Unfortunately, I've hit a dry spell lately. The few sexual partners I've had have been way too quick and then out they go. I must fin

"No, I guess not. I mean, I know she loves my jealous ass. I just didn't realize that my fantasy could be so close to what would really happen. You know?" "I get it," she said. "A fantasy is supposed to be wildly over-exaggerated, and then you see it happen and its every bit as crazy as you imagined. That would be jarring for anyone." He nodded, sighing deeply before turning and smiling at her. "I'm actually feeling better," he said, sounding surprised. "Good," she said. "Now do you think you can get hard for me? I don't see any reason why you don't get to have me while he's having your wife."

He lifted me from his lap to sit on the couch, ranging his body over mine. "Have you dreamed about me? About this?" I settled back in the corner of the sofa and gave him free rein to pleasure me. "Maybe once or twice." He flickered a quick smile, glancing up at my face before returning his attention to my chest, palming one breast. "Or possibly one or two hundred times. But let me tell you, babe, reality is a hell of a lot better than fantasy." "What kind of things did you think about?" I watched his mouth lower to suckle on one nipple while his fingers continued to perform their maddening play on the other side. "Tell me about it."

I've had this fantasy since I was nineteen years old. Not the polished version – not the softcore "oh wouldn't it be naughty" version you admit to over cocktails when someone asks your wildest fantasy. The real one. The one I play on the backs of my eyelids when my vibrator is on the highest setting and I'm chasing the orgasm that only this image delivers: me, naked, surrounded by men. Hands everywhere. Cocks everywhere. Being passed between them like something precious and filthy, the singular focus of four, five, six men who want nothing except to use my body until I can't remember my own name.

"Don't piss me off. My orgasms with you are the best I've ever had. They are not earthquake quality, but I doubt anyone's really are. Again, fantasy. These writers are paid to make us believe in unbelievable bliss. I sincerely question unbelievable bliss exists in reality. Just because I enjoy reading about this, doesn't mean I'm missing something in my own life. I'm happy and content. Don't make it sound like I'm not. You enjoy the movie Avatar. Does that mean you want to go to some alien planet, run through trees, and mate with blue skinned natives?" "If they wore as little clothing as Zoe Saldana does and I could do the whole mind meld thing with the pigtail, sign me up." "So, if I'm read