Current Fantasies

[zydrate]

My current fantasy?

Someone giving me a hug. A hard hug that says "I'm here for you..."

sighs

 

[Miss Sixxy]

Ever seen the movie Secretary? If not then look here.

Only once that bit is done, I wouldnt send her away. I would hike that skirt up over her sore, reddened ass and tease it with light touches and digging nails. I would peel off her panties and slowly work my fingers into her folds, knowing that I'd find them sodden and ready. And I would make her knees weak from all the sensations, make her yearn for release, and beg for it. And I wouldn't give it to her until I was good and damned ready.

And that's my current fantasy.

W.O.W. that was so fucking hot.

 

[Miss Sixxy]

My current fantasy?

Someone giving me a hug. A hard hug that says "I'm here for you..."

sighs

hugs Zy tightly, my lips brushing her hair

 

[W8ting4MyRuca]

She reaches down to adjust the black 5 inch pump so her heel doesn’t rub against the back. She looks at me and returns my smile. She knows what black does to me … which is why she is dressed in black, from head to toe. “You know what to do …” I tell her.

She obeys as she moves back to sit on the edge of the tall oval chair … one leg out, then the other. Her pussy is shimmering with the wetness built from the last few minutes of mind-fucking dirty talk. There is no hesitation as her fingers plunge in between her swollen lips … her breath leaves her body.

She smiles again … relieved to hear the command she’s been waiting for.

 

[Trixabell]

My hand wants to wander after that!

 

[Miss Sixxy]

My hand wants to wander after reading that and after looking at your siggy pic, Bella.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

For her~

I see her, sunlight gilding her skin, turning it from pale alabaster to the deepest gold. Her eyes are full of something I can't read....and it doesn't matter. She is waiting for me, her eyes searching the crowd. I hadn't warned her that I would be arriving early, I hadn't told her what to expect only that I would be there, holding a red rose in my right hand....

I am here...and so is she....but she doesn't see me.

My eyes trace her form, delighting in every curve, every dip. She looks lost, alone, scared, worried....excited. She tries to hide it...I see that too, but I stay hidden, my body dwarfed by the large fern that blocks me from view. She can not see me...but I see her.

I smile and pull out the phone...hitting 2 to speed dial her.

Her phone chirps and she looks down...grasping the phone with those long, strong fingers. She answers; breathlessly.

"Go to the bathroom and enter the very first stall, love..."

My voice is husky, no laughter...just a demand...a command. I hang up and wait for her to decide...she moves. Her long legs carrying her up and away from the table...back to the the restrooms. I grin and follow, close on her heels. She doesn't see me...she doesn't see me...not until I am behind her, pushing her through the stall door, one hand clasping the back of her throat and the other? It is busy pulling her skirt up...nails trail flesh...the rose is dropped and stepped on, releasing it's scent into the room.

"Bend over, spread your legs for me..."

I kneel behind her, hands gripping rounded butt cheeks, mouth raised to that spot, the wetness that collects there on her panties...I breathe her in, tongue tracing juicy nether lips through silk....she is warm...and I want her...

 

[Nina327]

blade dragging over shivering flesh...
feeling it ... that slight catch... the texture
watching crimson well just under the surface in its wake
the tiniest drops strung like christmas lights on welted garland....
pressure changes... i can almost hear skin part
but its a hissss..... low.. so shallow... soo sweet....

 

[bigbaddad]

My Current Fantasy

Meeting my online girlfriend...like this:

An otherwise routine day...I get a call from her, telling me she needs me right now! I hurry, following her directions to the letter. My mind is racing, imagining all the different kinds of trouble she may be in...not knowing what could possibly be wrong. I'm met at the door by her boyfriend. I'm stunned. I didn't even know she had one, but he introduced himself as such, and there it was. Non-plussed, I follow him through the house, and down into their basement. There is my online girl...tied across an all purpose horse! I'm handed a flogger..and he explains: She's teased you for months about meeting her, and I know you never have met her. You've been a good sport about it,playing with her online despite promises to meet, but it's time you had some real time play. I drag the tips of the flogger across her back, and trail it down her perfect ass. Giving a light flick of my wrist, I strike her on her upper right inner thigh...she moans, but does not cry out. A little more flick of my wrist, and I strike her on her upper left inner thigh, slightly higher than before. This time she cries out, thanking me! I flick my wrist again, this time striking her across her pussy. Reaching with my other hand, I feel along her cunt, finding her very wet. Grinning, I remove my clothes, and I step around to her head. Lifting her face, I slap her, then ask, "You like this, slut?" She replies with a muffled "mmmhmm." This time I slap her face with my cock, then tap my cock on her lips. She looks to her boyfriend, and he nods. Opening her mouth, she licks the head of my cock. Taking her head in my hands, I start to thrust into her mouth, reaching into her throat. She takes me for a moment, then gags a little. I pull my cock back, and, as she sucks on the head of my cock, I see her boyfriend take his cock out and get behind her...and he starts to fuck her, stroking a few times...then pulling out to fuck her in the ass! We fuck her at both ends, then he says we should switch. I ask if I can have her pussy...and he nods. I get behind her, thrusting my cock fully into her..fucking her hard as he fucks her mouth. It seems like no time and I explode in her well fucked pussy...staying there for several minutes until my cock is spent...and enjoying the sight of her getting a mouthful from her boyfriend as well.

Or something like that.

Big Daddy

 

[Jokas_Wild]

It's a quiet saturday morning, I woke up before her and I am now making the breakfast I had promised the night before. Eggs, turkey bacon and pancakes from scratch, thank you google for such handy recipes. I enjoy cooking, it's always given me a sort of zen and I'm lost in my own little world at the moment. With all my focus on the griddle, I didn't see her get up but am instead tipped off when I feel her arms encircle my waist and her head resting on my shoulder.

"What cha doin?"

Her tone was playful and she gave me a kiss to the side of my neck, she was a funny little brat. The perfect mix of innocent and seductive, she was mine and nothing could of made me happier.

"Making you breakfast smart ass. Now shoo before I burn something!"

I nod my head towards the living room in an attempt to wave her off but she doesn't move, arms still tight around my waist. She was a right pain in the ass when she wanted to be, usually when she was up to no good!

"I don't want breakfast, I want you..."

The words were softly whispered into my ear before she gently nibbled on it, my mind instantly went blank for that was a total weak spot of mine. Her hand slid from around my waist and squeezed my crotch, proving to both of us that she was indeed going to win this battle of wills. It's amazing how quickly one can get side tracked when offered sex...

 

[Veroe]

It's a quiet saturday morning, I woke up before her and I am now making the breakfast I had promised the night before. Eggs, turkey bacon and pancakes from scratch, thank you google for such handy recipes. I enjoy cooking, it's always given me a sort of zen and I'm lost in my own little world at the moment. With all my focus on the griddle, I didn't see her get up but am instead tipped off when I feel her arms encircle my waist and her head resting on my shoulder.

"What cha doin?"

Her tone was playful and she gave me a kiss to the side of my neck, she was a funny little brat. The perfect mix of innocent and seductive, she was mine and nothing could of made me happier.

"Making you breakfast smart ass. Now shoo before I burn something!"

I nod my head towards the living room in an attempt to wave her off but she doesn't move, arms still tight around my waist. She was a right pain in the ass when she wanted to be, usually when she was up to no good!

"I don't want breakfast, I want you..."

The words were softly whispered into my ear before she gently nibbled on it, my mind instantly went blank for that was a total weak spot of mine. Her hand slid from around my waist and squeezed my crotch, proving to both of us that she was indeed going to win this battle of wills. It's amazing how quickly one can get side tracked when offered sex...

Gah, Joka and Ruca before you, that's the second time in this thread you guys have left it with me wanting more, damn it. Am I gonna have to tie you 2 down to those computers until you finish your fantasies?

 

[Veroe]

Not really a current one, in fact it may actually be my oldest fantasy-ever since puberty struck-but it involves a woman dressed in this.

Yeah, I know, total hopeless nerd, and not a very original one either, but something about that outfit gets me hard and eager.

 

[Niriate]

Bit of a secret one for me.. but one I've been wanting to try for quite some months. Unfortunately... it will never happen.

 

[Winged_Devil]

Hmmm, delicious thoughts of having my love blindfolded as she lays quietly on my bed. The room in darkness as I creep towards her and remove the silk scarf from her eyes. My lips curling to a grin as her eyes adapt to the darkness and I see her face change as she looks around the room.
The thick steel chains hanging from the walls, perfectly placed to pull free and bind her to the metal frame of the bed.
Choosing instead to tie her wrists with the silk scarf before kissing down over her neck and chest, licking at her soft skin to taste her as I breathe in her scent. My teeth grazing her skin gently before slicing into her flesh to allow fresh streams of blood to run freely down her body.
Reaching over the edge of the bed to grab hold of my Violet Wand, already fitted with a metal probe as I turn the dial to intensify the charge. Sitting on my loves hips to pin her in place as I smile down at her, bringing the wand to her chest to spark and crackle against the droplets of warm blood, burning them black against her skin...

That should do for now I think... Grins.

 

[Trinique_Fire]

My current fantasy is that she'll call me back one of these days. Why do I always have this kind of shitty luck as soon as I start feeling happy about my relationships?

I hope she'll call me, tell me she misses me, and that I should come downstairs like she always does, catching me off guard, meeting me in the dark driveway next to the building, reminiscent of an alleyway...catching me up against the brick wall, kissing me into insanity, biting my neck, pulling my hair. Such a gentlewoman...

 

[Ausus_girl13]

One of my own.

Kneeling, head lowered, shaking with anticipation.

A flogger in my hand, heels clicking their cadence upon the floor.

Possessive words like so much rain, pounding themselves into the kneeling one's brain. Bending them, breaking them. Making them... mine.

We both wait breathlessly, soundlessly for that first sweet crack to break the silence in the room. For the long low moan to erupt from their mouth, for that first slight smile of mine.

Happy dreamy contented sigh.

 

[FuckFantasy]

I don't have time for poetry. I just want to be thrown up against a wall, pinned by a hot, hard, masculine frame, and forced to shut-up when a pair of lips crush mine. Sometimes I talk too much. Today I need someone to show me that I have much better uses for the beautiful, pouty mouth I have on me.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

She wore the pencil skirt today.
That means nothing is getting done.
My day will become about her curves and how the fabric clings to them.
My jealousy.
About the bright red Mary Janes and how the sound along the floor
guided by those amazing hips.
It will become about her perfume, when she stands close to me.
Summer and sweat and soap and sex.
It will become about me wondering when she snuck off to cum for me,
to tease me.
It will become about the still wet panties I find in my drawer, and how the skirt reveals the tiniest bit more as it hugs her body, her lushness.
It will become about the droplet of perspiration running down my spine.
It will be me not being able to leave my office for the last hour of the day, my need too intense, and about her constantly coming to my side.
It will be me shaking, barely able to control my own body.
It will be able tears in my eyes as the last person simply won't leave...until they do.
It will become about her smile, her soft laugh, as she sits on my desk.
It will be me watching, hypnotized, as she hikes up that skirt, just enough to put one ruby red heel on each arm of my chair.
It will become about me delving slowly under that skirt and she laughs again.
It will become about that laughter vanishing into sounds of us.
Of fuck.

 

[Ausus_girl13]

She wore the pencil skirt today.
That means nothing is getting done.
Her words will wash over me like a cold shower. I'll be shivering...
My day will become about her curves and how the fabric clings to them.
My jealousy.
About the bright red Mary Janes and how the sound along the floor
guided by those amazing hips.
A need, a burning desire to own those, so that I can be closer, so that somehow.. a piece of me..
It will become about her perfume, when she stands close to me.
Summer and sweat and soap and sex.
And bringing her fingers to my lips, I can smell and taste, her.
It will become about me wondering when she snuck off to cum for me,
to tease me.
Returning weak kneed and impossibly weak, and craving.
It will become about the still wet panties I find in my drawer, and how the skirt reveals the tiniest bit more as it hugs her body, her lushness.
It will become about the droplet of perspiration running down my spine.
It will be me not being able to leave my office for the last hour of the day, my need too intense, and about her constantly coming to my side.
I will be about me doing everything in my power to distract her. To amaze her, to bring that brilliant mind of hers to focus on me.
It will be me shaking, barely able to control my own body.
It will be able tears in my eyes as the last person simply won't leave...until they do.
It will become about her smile, her soft laugh, as she sits on my desk.
It will be me watching, hypnotized, as she hikes up that skirt, just enough to put one ruby red heel on each arm of my chair.
a whimpering little moan..
It will become about me delving slowly under that skirt and she laughs again.
It will become about that laughter vanishing into sounds of us.
Of fuck...

Her words, tear my inhibitions and leave my fingers crawling over my skin to parted thighs.. and yet still she toys...

She comes when I call her.

I wait in the dark. Patiently. I do not wonder. Her arrival is a fact.
Carved in her bones.

I never stood a chance

I hear her far down the hallway, her steps a nervous, uneven cadence of heels along hardwood. Half-way, she tries to compose herself.
Her even steps are taking her away from the rhythm of her life.
Somewhere in the middle. Looking back, looking forward.. what is it that pulls and draws me this way? Will I come back?
Will I be the same if I do?
The gray of work, of home.
The grayer still of the men, boyfriends, encounters.
How do they pale? Why does their touch seem so distant?
She leaves them behind when she comes to me.
When she hears my voice, her life begins.


She comes when I call her.
I wait in the dark. Patiently.
I am naked, in the black.

I know, before she enters, that she has tried to make herself sexy for me.
It is something she does for me, and, strangely, I appreciate the effort.
A gesture, for me, as if I didn't spend months approaching her, learning her, enticing her, whispering of secrets that, eventually, she simply had to learn.
Because I ever stood a chance. There can be no resistance..yes, futile.

She is mine, and nothing else matters.
I am hers and nothing else matters

She opens the door, and before her eyes can adjust I'm on her, a violent pull on her arm, bringing her into the dark. A hand grabbing her throat, slamming her against the wall, the door closing with a sound softer than her skull to the wall.
I enjoy the whimper of surprise, pain, fear.
Its the fear that makes her precious.
Deep heady gulps of fear, born of a precious dripping need.

Her eyes start to adjust, I can tell, and the moonlight gives her the outline of my face, the light of my eyes, the sharp of my teeth in a feral grimace.
She starts to smile, and my fingers tighten on her throat. Her breathing is a struggle.
I don't allow her any more air than she absolutely needs, and she can feel herself teetering on the edge where I want her.
Complete surrender, please let me give this to her. Please allow me this moment of submission before I fight.

I take her lower lip between my teeth, pulling it tight, and steadily increasing force and pressure. My teeth are sharp, her wailing begins to build.
I feel her sob.
I feel her tongue reach out to caress my upper lip, just barely.
The tears fall freely, and through the violence I am content. A dichotomy of love and hate... a thin line indeed.

Another reason I keep her.
Another reason I can never leave her.

Red trickles onto my teeth and lips.
Commitment.
Bonded.

I am barely aware of throwing her to the floor, of my weight on her back.
I feel the knife shredding her clothes, I feel her teeth fighting my fingers as I force the gag into her mouth, I feel my cunt along nylon.
Mementos of a past I can no longer claim. Or am. Stripped bare pour elle.

It is some time before I finally have her tied to the bed. I know she couldn't help but try to struggle, to escape, and she is strong, but has no where to go but back to gray.
For a moment, to run, to escape, to return to... to return to what? And then it's her. All her. That's all it ever is.

I have sharp things, things that I use to carve her skin, to write my words, and I whisper them in her ear as I do. My body takes great pleasure from hers as I scrawl . The room is filled with the scent of my sex,
And her's as well.
Blood, screams, all committed in the dark, only the mistress of the night witness to the changes that occur here. How I changed...

Straddling her hips, I look down. The girl who entered is gone.
The girl I adore, ache for, love.
In her place is my perfect victim.
The thing that I need. I have no other words.
I can't even help my adoration. It fills me, and how I only desire to show her how I feel, how her words, touch, and look become tantamount to mine.
I take the gag from her mouth. We kiss softly, barely touching, as my writing continues.
From gray, to black, and now to color.
To life worth living.
Nothing, but contented sighs will fall from these lips.

She comes when I call her.
Because I never stood a chance.

She will leave when I let her.
I can never leave.

Her words, always her words.
Burn my mind and do nothing to sate me.
Only making it worse.

She plays, toys, seduces me with a glance.
I feel nothing for those who cannot hold my attention,
And yet every word of hers I cherish

So distant and yet so far.
Quite possibly the one thing in this world I can
NEVER
have.

I don't know if that's a good thing.
Though it hurts.

 

[Ladythunder]

Firelight flickers. the sounds of traffic are a distant murmur. Louder though is the quiet voices of our friends gathered close for this moment. His ring of darkest steel slowly warms around my throat.

He kneels before me, head tilted, looking to my eyes as I bind a matching ring about his neck, cold steel bonding two hearts as one. His gaze never wavers as I lock it down with the screw.

Only does his gaze swim out of focus as my fingers hook into the ring and lift him to my lips, my teeth score before I withdraw and whisper one word to his ear

one word, neither Pet nor Master but this;

Beloved.



(and I have Way to much time to think lately lol)

 

[Veroe]

Firelight flickers. the sounds of traffic are a distant murmur. Louder though is the quiet voices of our friends gathered close for this moment. His ring of darkest steel slowly warms around my throat.

He kneels before me, head tilted, looking to my eyes as I bind a matching ring about his neck, cold steel bonding two hearts as one. His gaze never wavers as I lock it down with the screw.

Only does his gaze swim out of focus as my fingers hook into the ring and lift him to my lips, my teeth score before I withdraw and whisper one word to his ear

one word, neither Pet nor Master but this;

Beloved.



(and I have Way to much time to think lately lol)

If you do have too much time, we need to get you some more time. Loved it, LT. As usual I'm a hopeless fanboy, but when you're so awesome how can I not be?

 

[Nina327]

In one of 'those' moods today....

Your sitting in a chair reading...
I can see you quite enthralled
Coming up behind my lips brush your ear...
A low whisper... You're going to bleed with me today...
Looking down your chest I watch you shutter...

Standing i cut away the shorts you thought to wear...

(BAH.... I wish i could be more detailed today... but I simply don't have the patience for it... )

licking my way from naval to lips..
I start at one wrist and wrap your arm in barbed wire
crossing over your shoulder to wrap down the other
another length is coiled around your neck, torso, abdomen and pelvis
yet another starts at one ankle, wrapped up that leg and down the other.
my fingers walk up the gaps, to caress bare flesh between your thighs...

looking up from your waist, lips inches from skin.. ... "Sit down."
watching your eyes flash before they close...
my clit... throbs in echo of your stifled whimpers
and in knowing the semi reclined chair offers little softness to ease the points.

Rising I take the feather from under the chair
alternating between feather and lips I play... lick, nibble and stroke between the wires bite.
-grinning- very little on this side is punctured but the colored dents have promise..

"mine"
crouching low i run my nose up your length, caress it with my cheek..
crawling up into the chair.. my chest is grazed in light red lines..
my feet rest beside your hips, scratching my ankles before i lower..

shivering as hard meets wet and soft, and scratches form on my thighs
leaning forward, taking your lips, inhaling your cry as i drop
pressing forward, laying into flesh and piercing pain, my whimpered growl mingles with your voice, sounds escaping our lips... .... delicious

mmmm .. the ride begins... shivers passed back and forth...
cuts, scratches, impaled on throbbing cock and tiny points..
hands splay and press into your chest... eyes lock to yours..
both sets glittering, shining, wet...
fingers curl and grip the wire... the ride goes on...
dots and drips of crimson... smear from pressed and rubbing flesh..

on and on... my body lifting, dropping... sliding, grinding... i barely hear your voice any longer... it teases the edges of my own... but on and on we go..

 

[FireFly12349]

I'm sitting alone in my bedroom, watching TV when the lights go out, TV goes off, and hands grab me. I'm tied to the bed, arms and legs spread wide while someone whispers something naughty and provocative in my ear. The strong voice is suddenly rubbing my naked body all over, lips following where its hands touched. Lips encircle my nipple and pleasure overwhelms me...

Then the mouth is suddenly on my pussy, teasing and taunting and being unmerciful. A vibrator is pressed lightly to my open hole, making me quiver and beg, but I don't get what I want. I'm teased and denied until even the voice can't hold back. I'm fucked violently and I scream all night as we orgasm over and over, unable to move from my bindings...

I could go on but I'm afraid I'll climax here myself.

 

[cock_star44]

Fucking my best friends ex-wife.. It's hard to say but it's there, tons of sexual tension, years and years worth

 

[ultimatefntsy]

This is all I have thought for days

Kim and I are standing in the room that has been set aside for me. Our Master is settled into his morning routine in his office, checking the news and surfing a little before he leaves for work. I am still new to this home and we are all trying to make the arrangement work. It all runs pretty smooth when our Master is her to set the tone, I am only real comfortable when I am with him but each day I am settling in a little more.
Kim had come into my room to drop off some laundry that needed to be folded as she has already cooked Master breakfast and cleaned the kitchen while I was just waking up. As she gave me the basket full of our clothes she went over the schedule for the day. She and I always had a plan for the time when Master was to be gone; it helped to ease the tension to have a plan. Kim gave me a list of chores and then asked me to add whatever I needed to the grocery list so she could make a grocery run after setting the meal plan for the week. As we were talking we heard the bell. We both perked up hoping we were called. One ring was for Kim and two was for me. It was hard to be in the same room with her as the bell sounded, it made the competition to close for comfort. As the second ring came I put the laundry down and smiled all the way to the office.

“Yes Sir?”
“Pet, my coffee is cold. Please warm it up for me.”
“Id love to Sir.”

As I made my way to the kitchen I notice Kim was a bit out of sorts, she is doing her best to adjust to letting me in but it has to be hard for her.
I eagerly returned to Masters office and placed the mug back on his desk with a smile. I am rewarded by a kiss and slap to my ass on my way out the door. I cherish each moment with my Master and this small act brightens my day.
I return to Kim and we do our best to continue the conversation but are quickly interrupted by the bell once more. This time the gleam comes from Kim’s face as only one ring comes from the bell.
I watch her walk out of the room with an elegance that is really something to admire. She is gone for over 15 minutes, I lost track once I heard my Master making sounds that had my thighs soaking wet and left me feeling a bit dizzy. I would have given anything to be in her place but at the same time was happy for her that she was getting some real time with Master and knew that it would help set her in a great mood for today.
Kim joined me in my room once more. Her eyes were dreamy and bit distant, my thoughts were lost on imagining how I could make Master make those same sounds or ones even more intense. I looked up to Kim wanting to know what happened between the two of them but not daring to ask, her name slipped from my lips anyway.

“Yes, Pet. What is it? Are you okay?”
“Yes Mrs. Kim. I just……”
“Go ahead and say it. What do you want to know?”
“I just wondered if Master came this morning? He sounded so great; you really must have pleased him. I have never made Master cum Kim, I admit I am jealous of you. I wish I knew what his taste was like on my tongue.”
“Pet, come here. Stand right in front of me. Put your hands on my hips and look up into my eyes.”
I held tight to her hips, nervous and not knowing what she was about to do. Looking into her eyes she bent down to me. Her tongue swept across my lips and my mouth opened to her. Our tongues met and I knew why she called me to her now. I tasted Master; he was still on her lips and mouth. I lost myself and sucked her tongue into my mouth then ran my tongue along her teeth and lips. She pulled back and smiled at me. I took a step back, almost falling as I lost my balance.

We looked up and saw Master standing in the doorway.


ps - looking to rp this idea too!