The Diet Fantasy Novels & Stories

It was about fulfilling our fantasies. I rose up and grabbed her legs as I fucked her. Diana covered her face with her hands. I watched her big titties bounce vigorously. As a teenager I had dreamed of seeing them, touching them, kissing and sucking on them. Now they were right here for me to use... or abuse. I held her by the ankles and forced her legs far apart. She cried out and reached for me. I looked down and watched my cock stroking in and out of her wet pussy. I had an urge, I leaned forward and grabbed her by the throat, pretending to choke. She held my wrists and whimpered. I pounded her pussy harder and faster. Diana was really into the fantasy, she made gagging and choking sounds

Alex handed Zennie a meal. “Really? Andrew sent it to me?” “Hmm-hm.” “I’m on a diet, but since Andrew sent my favorite pasta, I would eat it all.” So, is he a delivery man now? “Have you eaten, Diana? I brought you some food too.” I looked at Alex. “No, thanks,” I said. “I brought you a strawberry pancake.” “I’m on a diet,” I lied. “Diet? Why are you on a diet? You are already perfect.”

Marie 1 year later One thing I hate the most in this world is dieting. I just hate dieting. I hate it. Maybe I'm being a bit too cynical because I haven't eaten proper food in over a week now. I'm on a juice cleanse. I'm surviving on smoothies and boy do I hate them. Just one more day until I can eat solid food again. Thinking about it is making me so happy. Tomorrow is going to be magical not because I'm getting married but because I can finally eat junk again. Can tomorrow come by any faster.

Cynthia smartly snatched her dieary and thenCynthia hit her elbow in his stomach giggling . " I won ...without any superpowers boom ." said Cynthia . " Ahan nevermind ." said Damon giving an eye roll . " And don't you dare to read my personal diary again ." said Cynthia narrowing her eyes . " I already read that all ." said Damon smirking ." All your stupid fantasies ...literally everything ." he added . " You are douchebag ." said Cynthia leaving her mouth wide open . " Unfortunately it was your last year diary ...so i didn't get anything important accept your wild fanatsies ." said Damon .

he groaned into my neck, and the vibrations from his words sent warmth to my girly parts. "Mmm. That's tempting, but since I'll have you tonight, I want one of those new pretzel burgers from Wendy's, the one with bacon." "That's disgusting. Do you have any idea how much fat and grease are in that?" Dax ate a diet I feared rabbits couldn't live on-lean meats, fresh veggies, and fruits-nothing processed. He also worked out to maintain his physique. I, on the other hand, could eat whatever I wanted and stay thin. My mama had blessed me with good genes. I didn't indulge in the finer things in life often-especially not since meeting Dax-but when I wanted a greasy burger, I wanted a greasy burger.

Frankly, I've never understood why they changed the name of "The Feast" to the "Nutrition Center." Over seventy percent of the food here is high-fat, high-calorie "American fast food." Given we're in one of the most remote towns in America, finding diverse and multicultural chefs is even harder than getting truant students to attend class. Vegetarians even staged a public protest at school, leading to two chaotic weeks of everyone bringing their own lunches! Can't blame them, though—other options are either atrociously bad or might as well be diet pills.

It was not just fake hype; she really was that good. The delicious smell of roasted meat, garlic, and fresh herbs filled the entire room. Then the front door bell rang again. A lady walked in and took a seat in an empty booth near the front window. I cleaned my hands on my apron and walked over to her table. She was looking at our big sign that said One Free Meal Per Person For Today. She was smiling to herself because she liked the idea. "Welcome to Fantasy Foods! What can I offer for you today, ma'am?" I asked her. I handed her our daily menu and smiled back at her.

Those mushy passions sent tons of shivers down to my clit, causing my body to tremble in a never-ever-have-I. “God, I’ve never had a pussy as sweet as yours.” He grunted as if he was also close to bursting into tiny flames of intense lust. He pulled out fast and turned me around, putting me in the exact position I wrote in my diary. My fantasy. He bent me over, ass splayed for his use. Hole dripping with the consequences of his actions. He grabbed my ponytail, wrapped it around his hand in a tight fist, my legs planted into the floor, and his legs positioned right between mine.

"Actually maa uncle was busy and he have a important meeting today - I said. "Ohh okay - maa said. We all started eating and adam , dadi were cracking there jokes. And after eating we all sat on sofa and me ,maa bring deserts for everyone. "No no I can't eat sweets much as I am on diet - said hadiya. "Uhh okay - said maa awkwardly. "Arey shahana beta I will eat it give it to me and hadiya only lives on her leafy vegetables and all uhh - said dadi and all chuckled.

No matter how much he told them he liked his women soft enough to sink into, somehow they never believed him. But watching Bree gave him such pure pleasure. Slouched in the seat across from her, he let himself visualize her naked in his house, maybe kneeling on a cushion beside his chair while he fed her each bite of food from his hands. Maybe he'd take some of the thick cream gravy and spread it on her breasts before licking it off one dollop at a time. Or lift her up to the table and decorate her pussy with it then eat his fill, slowly savoring each taste. As casually as possible, he shifted in his seat, adjusting his jeans so his cock, which had stood up at attention during his fantasy, w