Young Fantasy Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

********My Fantasy******** This story really began many years ago, when I was just 19. One night, something happened that would ultimately shape my life far more than I could have imagined at the time. I was sitting in my car with my girlfriend, Bella, listening as she confessed to having been unfaithful. To my surprise and confusion, I found myself becoming sexually aroused by what she was telling me. She explained that while I had been out of town, she attended a party, got drunk, and ended up sleeping with three men. I can’t fully explain why, but as she described the details, I felt a deep, almost trembling arousal.

Hey guys so this is a short sex story, hope you enjoy. Blurb: He craves her , wants her , watches her and bids his time in making his move and when finally he did, she becomes his Obsession. Will she be his undoing? She knows nothing about him except he has been her secret admirer, sending her flowers and love notes every single day . He's the mystery man in her life or more like her stalker . This is a fantasy based story , I don't actually think it has happened that anyone has had sex with there stalker so it's purely fantasy...

"Wanted me to fuck you like this? Make you mine?" "Yes," Mara cried out, past caring about being quiet. "Yes, god yes" The carpet burned against her knees and palms, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered except the feeling of him inside her, claiming her, taking her exactly the way she'd fantasized about. "You're so wet for me," Adrian groaned. "So ready. Such a good girl, taking everything I give you." The praise combined with the rough treatment pushed her toward another orgasm. She could feel it building, could feel herself climbing higher and higher.

" 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

Weirdo. This story will also contain some mild reluctance/non consent sex. The universe this story exists in is in my head. There are no STDs, no crazy people that want to machete you in the dick, none of the reasons it would be terrifying if this were a true story, which it isn't. Doing any of the things in this fictional story in real life could get you a very real STD, stabbed, raped, arrested, imprisoned, or worst of all, grounded. Please take this for what it is, yet another of my ridiculous fantasies spewed out onto "paper" for you gaggle of perverts. Is that the right word for a group of perverts? Ah, I've got it. A gangbang. A gangbang of perverts. Perfect. This is a delightfully dev

with articles and photos of themselves. In one area was a Fantasy posting board. It had pages of computer paper stuck up there in several categories. Each page had a brief— or sometimes really detailed fantasy— and then a person’s name at the bottom. Most of them had either a photo or a phone number as well. It was obvious that if you read a fantasy that really turned you on, these folks were inviting you to drop them a line— perhaps to enact that same fantasy. There were several that only increased the hardness of my cock that was straining against my shorts. And Carrie wasn’t helping matters at all with her bust pressed against my back. She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and

* The fantasy merged with the comments, one reader painting a scene of Jax returning, finding her like this, phone in one hand, fingers buried in the other, then joining, making her squirt across the keyboard. Her orgasm hit sudden and fierce, back bowing off the bed, a strangled cry escaping as her pussy spasmed, fresh wetness soaking the sheets. She rode it out, reading the flood of shared depravity, each one a spark to her sated but insatiable fire. Panting, Zelda dropped the phone, a wicked smile curving her lips. The tease worked readers hooked, fantasies unleashed in the comments below. Jax had left her marked, but this? This was her claiming the narrative. Drop yours now. What's your

she gasped, grinding her clit against him with every downward thrust. The fantasy was overwhelming. Here was his dream character , confident, seductive, dripping wet , riding him in real life. Alex flipped them so she was on her back, legs spread wide. He thrust deep in missionary, eyes locked on hers. The red contact lenses made it feel like he was truly fucking Zero Two. “I’m close,” he warned, pace becoming erratic. “Come inside me,” Lila moaned, wrapping her legs around him, heels digging into his back. “Fill your waifu with cum. Breed me.”

My fingers found my clit—already slick, already begging—and the first slow circle made my back arch so hard water sloshed over the edge. “Oh God,” I whispered, even though I knew it was the wrong name to say. I stroked faster. Two fingers sliding over and around my clit while my other hand came up to pinch my nipple the way I imagined he might. The water made everything slippery, louder. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, curling them the way I’d done every morning for weeks. My hips rocked up to meet my hand. The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made sta