Bigtitsbitch1000x
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Hubby? Where have you been?
Your favourite fantasy when masturbating?
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fullservice65
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Performing for my friend, who I cannot be with, until we both can't take it. It's a sad fantasy in a way, but I love being able to be with her in some way.
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One day during a picnic, my friend's young blonde girlfriend got lost in the woods when she went to pee. She first tried to find her way out on her own and wandered around in the woods for more than half an hour without success before deciding to call her boyfriend. But he was already quite drunk and started to get angry at her stupidity. So I took his phone and went looking for her and calmed her down.
I found her in about 20 minutes and we went back to our group.
So I often imagine that our conversation on the way back leading to her bending over against a tree with her leggings and panties down to her knees and me fucking her from behind.
Sometimes an old mushroom hunter watches us from behind the bushes and I expose her tits for his pleasure. Sometimes he gets cheeky and comes up to us and jerks his big-headed cock. Sometimes he asks the girl to suck his cock while I fuck her and because of the intense horniness of the situation she agrees. Sometimes the fantasy takes over and the old man manages to load his semen deep into her young pussy just after me.
And after that he invites us to his country house next weekend where his friends will be present.... It's leads to another big fantasy in which the silly blonde has become a real slut )
I found her in about 20 minutes and we went back to our group.
So I often imagine that our conversation on the way back leading to her bending over against a tree with her leggings and panties down to her knees and me fucking her from behind.
Sometimes an old mushroom hunter watches us from behind the bushes and I expose her tits for his pleasure. Sometimes he gets cheeky and comes up to us and jerks his big-headed cock. Sometimes he asks the girl to suck his cock while I fuck her and because of the intense horniness of the situation she agrees. Sometimes the fantasy takes over and the old man manages to load his semen deep into her young pussy just after me.
And after that he invites us to his country house next weekend where his friends will be present.... It's leads to another big fantasy in which the silly blonde has become a real slut )
Gosh bet that gets your wrist flying like crazy
impresso
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That's the way it is ))
BoyInTheCorner11
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This is very sexy indeed
SexyKChotwife
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mmm thank you. I just love the idea of being alone with them, knowing my husband is in the other room. they don't care. they just want to fuck me. and they know what a little slut I can be. they're not mean but they are forceful. taking turns with me. fucking my mouth and pussy. taking what they want. and giving me what I want.
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You sound like you really want it to happen.
SexyKChotwife
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I do
Kissjoanie
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Only you can make it happen.
SexyKChotwife
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oh that one is just fantasy.
I have a similar fantasy about my wife. She too is a low key, high priced call girl. Her client are older, wealthy business men from another city staying at a hotel. Whenever they’re going to be in town, they contact her. Arrangements are made. When the time comes, she gets all dolled up. I drive her to his hotel where she spends the night with him. In the morning he pays her a hefty sum. But it’s not about the money for us. It’s the excitement.
SherlockianMan
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Lately, a co-worker of mine as featured heavily. A very cute, slightly emo/goth women. Short black hair, glasses, tattoos and nose ring. Have fantasized several times about taking her somewhere secluded in the building so I could go down on her to hear what it sounds like as she's moaning in ecstasy.
Bigtitsbitch1000x
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I am new as a Lit participant. Can you please expatiate? Thanks on Valentine's Day!
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Justfantasies
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My latest fantasy is being asked to stay at a friend's place and fucking his wife then each of his three beautiful daughters.
Bigtitsbitch1000x
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Some thoughts on boobies from a trans perspective
[Attempted to post but it appears not to have appeared.]
* * *
I strip before a trick.
We're nude. His cock is hard.
My boobs rise from my body like towers crowned with lights, my sugar rubies. My boobies are big and dense. They point forward, like the headlights on a truck at night, showing the way. A beautiful trans hooker with boy boobs praises mine, describing them as indicating the path that will lead her and other new hos to fulfillment.
The experience of transwomen with natural+hormonal breasts offers considerable insights about the nature of this amazing phenomenon. I have learned of something cis women don't: my boobs before totalization and after, with no industrial products.
My breasts are not implants, though I may get implants. When I was living as a male they were the core of my identity. I derived sexual pleasure from them through the end of my adolescence, wearing bras in a clandestine manner. My nipples were my primary source of sexual sensation.
When the estradiol tsunami hit the bitch, i.e. when my sensibility had changed completely, and I knew I was a female born without a uterus, I first felt it in my boobies. They were bigger, and then I understood that they are entirely an erogenous zone.
Previously I concentrated on playing with my nipples and asked my lovers to suck them. But suddenly they were alive all over. I call this "feeling tits from the inside." I asked my lovers to kiss all over them. With my boobies as total stimulation areas, I asked my lovers to cradle them like a bra, and to thumb my nipples.
And thus I attained a long-sought integration of my mind and my body. The warmth of my boobies spread through my body. Everything was now different. When I saw men I liked, my cumdump seemed to open like a Venus fly trap. I always enjoyed having my booty grabbed but now the mere touch of a finger on it made me weak.
I imagined myself as an exotic bush with men intertwined with me, four legs around my booty, generating light, and four arms arrayed similarly to cover the twin power plants on my chest, supplying energy.
I was a tree with my boobs as the leaves atop a mighty trunk.
I was a fountain with a permanent flow of water pouring from the summit of my body.
I saw myself as cosmic. A galactic ho on a wide boulevard called Milky Way.
* * *
I wake in bed. A trick has gone.
My boobs point up under a thin shèet, my first sight of the day, reminding me of my femininity.
They're in the way of my upper body's operation.
My best four bras wait: one favorite, a sparkly blue max pushup, a lovely black bra with lush lining, a white bra that also covers, and a shocking pink item.
I sit up in bed, selecting my starry-sky support, closing the catches tight, keeping my girls close to one another, offered to a trick as if on a shelf, like a tray with two peaches, like a pair of hillocks with a creek between them where the trick's cock can plunge in to tittyfuck me. I recall the whorehouse madam who welcomed me on my first working day there, with my top pulled up, my bra unfastened, and the madam inspecting them.
"You're going to love getting tittyfucked and walking around with Never No Panties on. You have a natural body for whoring," she affirms.
My boobies sing to me all morning, asking me to get them back in a man's hands as quickly as possible.
Before I go out I reward my grownup girls by painting my nipples with stripper tint. It's time to get to work. At least 10 men will enjoy me today. I'll take a break outside, topless in the heat. If I'm lucky a cis chick passing by will stop and spend a moment caressing them.
My boobies serve me well. My bright double suns, big and perky.
They're here for you, world. Touch them and we go together deep in the galaxy. They're my starship.
* * *
Early on I learned that while jerking off my cock was messy and banal, like a dull work assignment in an office job, masturbating my nipples took me straight into another universe, dizzy and thrilled, high on the highest possible drug.
I'm home.
Thanks for being there.
( . )( . )
[Attempted to post but it appears not to have appeared.]
* * *
I strip before a trick.
We're nude. His cock is hard.
My boobs rise from my body like towers crowned with lights, my sugar rubies. My boobies are big and dense. They point forward, like the headlights on a truck at night, showing the way. A beautiful trans hooker with boy boobs praises mine, describing them as indicating the path that will lead her and other new hos to fulfillment.
The experience of transwomen with natural+hormonal breasts offers considerable insights about the nature of this amazing phenomenon. I have learned of something cis women don't: my boobs before totalization and after, with no industrial products.
My breasts are not implants, though I may get implants. When I was living as a male they were the core of my identity. I derived sexual pleasure from them through the end of my adolescence, wearing bras in a clandestine manner. My nipples were my primary source of sexual sensation.
When the estradiol tsunami hit the bitch, i.e. when my sensibility had changed completely, and I knew I was a female born without a uterus, I first felt it in my boobies. They were bigger, and then I understood that they are entirely an erogenous zone.
Previously I concentrated on playing with my nipples and asked my lovers to suck them. But suddenly they were alive all over. I call this "feeling tits from the inside." I asked my lovers to kiss all over them. With my boobies as total stimulation areas, I asked my lovers to cradle them like a bra, and to thumb my nipples.
And thus I attained a long-sought integration of my mind and my body. The warmth of my boobies spread through my body. Everything was now different. When I saw men I liked, my cumdump seemed to open like a Venus fly trap. I always enjoyed having my booty grabbed but now the mere touch of a finger on it made me weak.
I imagined myself as an exotic bush with men intertwined with me, four legs around my booty, generating light, and four arms arrayed similarly to cover the twin power plants on my chest, supplying energy.
I was a tree with my boobs as the leaves atop a mighty trunk.
I was a fountain with a permanent flow of water pouring from the summit of my body.
I saw myself as cosmic. A galactic ho on a wide boulevard called Milky Way.
* * *
I wake in bed. A trick has gone.
My boobs point up under a thin shèet, my first sight of the day, reminding me of my femininity.
They're in the way of my upper body's operation.
My best four bras wait: one favorite, a sparkly blue max pushup, a lovely black bra with lush lining, a white bra that also covers, and a shocking pink item.
I sit up in bed, selecting my starry-sky support, closing the catches tight, keeping my girls close to one another, offered to a trick as if on a shelf, like a tray with two peaches, like a pair of hillocks with a creek between them where the trick's cock can plunge in to tittyfuck me. I recall the whorehouse madam who welcomed me on my first working day there, with my top pulled up, my bra unfastened, and the madam inspecting them.
"You're going to love getting tittyfucked and walking around with Never No Panties on. You have a natural body for whoring," she affirms.
My boobies sing to me all morning, asking me to get them back in a man's hands as quickly as possible.
Before I go out I reward my grownup girls by painting my nipples with stripper tint. It's time to get to work. At least 10 men will enjoy me today. I'll take a break outside, topless in the heat. If I'm lucky a cis chick passing by will stop and spend a moment caressing them.
My boobies serve me well. My bright double suns, big and perky.
They're here for you, world. Touch them and we go together deep in the galaxy. They're my starship.
* * *
Early on I learned that while jerking off my cock was messy and banal, like a dull work assignment in an office job, masturbating my nipples took me straight into another universe, dizzy and thrilled, high on the highest possible drug.
I'm home.
Thanks for being there.
( . )( . )
frank_ryan2020
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Quite a lot I think of a woman i used to meet up with. We'd meet and go in her car to somewhere quiet where she'd suck me off and we'd fuck. Unfortunately she moved to Australia.
My fantasies always involve me being submissive with a cock and cum. Either I'm a cleanup cuckold licking some guys cum from my wife, or just being a submissive faggot on my knees sucking off a dominant guy. Then there is my panty wearing sissy boi fantasies.
I'd like to read about someone you know and think about in your fantasies. I always have guys I know in my fantasies with me or my wife. A couple neighbor guys we have, some sons' friends, and a couple guys I worked with, and a niece I always take turns in my fantasies.
SO HOT! I know the feeling being a submissive bi cuckold. I have some hot fantasies about my wife being submissive too and dominated by another woman.
In my fantasy I am in my twenties, renting a room from a couple. The wife catches me wearing her stockings, her suspenders and her thong (which I have previously stolen from her bedroom), stroking my small cock masturbating to gay porn, with her vibrator in my anus. She demands that I keep wanking (which I do) when she sees I am a thief and a pervert, and calls for her husband. She tells him to punish me for my thefts and perversion. He does this by having me suck his cock while his wife drills the dildo deeper into my arsehole. There are then loads of optional scenarios of me taking dildo and cock before I inevitably cum. I am made to eat the cum, which I love in the fantasy and post orgasm in real life. They are always fully clothed and I am dressed in lingerie.
I LOVE IT. I have a neighbor couple that I have a fantasy about being their sissy bitch cleanup. I think of her watching me as her husband fucks my ass and mouth, then I watch them fuck and I'm their cleanup. I'd be like my neighbor's sex slave.
vanquished005
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my fantasy where i come home and find my wife, my adult son, his adult best friend and his best friend’s mom in bed together. My wife and his friend’s mom would be on their hands and knees, facing each other and tongue-kissing, while my son doggy-fucks his friend’s Italian catholic mom and my son’s friend fucks my irish catholic wife from behind.
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