Your favourite fantasy when masturbating?

In college, there was a girl who lived on my floor. She was beautiful, wore her hair short, but not butchy and had enormous breasts. The guys in our dorm called her Jenny with the big tits. It was objectifying, but it was true. They were big.

But more than big tits, she was fun and kind. Several guys tried to get with her; some succeeded, and others didn’t. My problem was that those who succeeded were not worthy of her, and those who didn’t were better choices.

We were attending a dorm party and were more than a little drunk. She lost her room key, and getting keyed in by the RA after hours meant getting a charged fee; I invited her to stay in my room.

When we got back to my room, I offered her a T-shirt to wear. I had seen her nearly naked before in the showers, but when she took off her top and her bra, I felt the adventurous side of me come alive. She looked at me and took her time putting on the T-shirt (a Springsteen concert shirt I got in Scranton). We got in bed and talked, and then I felt her hand on my thigh. I got a little freaked out. I’ve been with women since, but at that time, I had not. I also wasn’t sure that was her intention. I’m unsure if I reacted right and quickly excused myself to go pee.

When I returned, she was leaving (still wearing my T-shirt) and holding her clothing. She had decided to pay the key charge and was going to her room to be keyed in. She thanked me for being so kind. It was awkward, and I felt terrible for having balked.

The next day, we were fine. She dropped off my T-shirt, gave me a genial hug, and that was it.

Two weeks later, I was sound asleep when I heard a gentle knock at my door. I opened it, and it was Jenn. She looked great and wanted to hang out and continue our conversation from our last time together. It was three in the morning, and I was so tired that I told her I needed to get back to sleep.

I hit the bed and suddenly realized this was a booty call. I was getting a second chance.

I tossed on my robe and looked for her, but she must have gone to her room. This was before text messaging, so getting to her meant knocking on her door or calling her landline. Either way, it meant waking her nosy roommate, which would raise eyebrows. I went back to my room alone and frustrated.

I was too wound up to get back to sleep, so I lay on the bed, imagining what might have happened if I had let her in. I took the Springsteen T-shirt off the laundry pile and put it on. It smelled of her. I lay on the bed and imagined I had let her into the room.

In this fantasy, she moved toward me, embraced me with a deep kiss, and then took off her top and crawled into my bed, inviting me to join her. She holds up her large breasts to coax me to her side. I don’t need to go into more detail, but this has been my go-to masturbation fantasy for over 20 years.

I’ve masturbated to memories of actual sexual encounters that were fun and intense, but this is my only fantasy, the girl I let get away.

I friended her on Facebook. She’s the principal of a junior high school in Rhode Island. She still looks great, so I’ve updated my memory banks, aging her to my current age, and continuing the fantasy.
She sounds amazing, please provide her Facebook link so I can check her out..
 
I don't need advice from incels.

( O O )
I've never claimed to be one, and there's no way in Hell that you could know one way or the other. I am a normal well conditioned alpha male who is always in good humor, culturally civilized, and emotionally balanced.
 
We all watch in amazement as the thick cock head, drizzled with fresh cum slides deeper into your pussy, followed by the rigid shaft. We push your legs just a little further back and see his smooth balls start pressing against your wide open pussy. They compress against your lips and you can feel the throbbing tip deep between you tight walls. All the men have moved down towards the end of the bed, each stroking what are now fully erect cocks, all their balls eager to release the billions of live sperm they contain. I pass you leg to another guy to hold as I lean down to kiss you and whisper, “Yes, he is inside you now, be a good girl and each of these cocks will be inside you soon.” I kiss you hard on the lips as your eyes gaze at all the men staring down at you on the bed. Just at that moment, you feel fingers digging into your waist and your pussy being pulled hard onto the first ejaculating cock inside you. “How does that feel?” I whisper in your ear.
That's the hottest thing I've read in a while! It made me wet just reading that. Yes, bend my legs and push them up and back to fully present my pussy. I gasp when the man's balls pressed against my bare, smoothly shaved, and spread pussy. The base of his cock stretches open my sensitive hole. The thick head of his cock rubs me deep inside. His shaft is lodged in my pussy, and I feel so full. My hips reflexively jerk upward, as if trying to force him deeper. It feels so good to be fully penetrated by a cock. I moan when you praise me and tell me that each of these cocks will be inside me. I want to please you. I want to please these men. I know this is how I should be, nude and spread open, my pussy on display for men to use as a masturbation toy, a sensitive, tight hole to fuck their cum into. I wouldn't be so wet if it wasn't true. If it wasn't true, being called a good girl wouldn't make me so needy. My pussy reacts to your words by contracting around the cock inside me, suckling its length and drawing a groan from the man between my legs. You kiss me, and the cock inside me throbs. The man between my legs grips my hips and pulls me onto his cock. He holds me there, impaled, as he groans, "Fuuuck!" I can feel his cock pulsating between my stretched inner walls. I moan into your mouth as I feel his hot cum splash inside me. He bucks to push his cock and spurting cum deeper inside me, rocking my petite body and lifting my hips off the bed. "Fuck, it's so tight! That's a good girl, take my cum. Take it deep in your pussy." You ask me how it feels. It feels so good! Having cum fucked deep inside my vulnerable, tight pussy by a thick, throbbing cock as I lay bound and held open is overwhelming. I'm on the edge of an orgasm, and the man didn't even properly fuck me. I've never felt more like a good girl than I do in that moment; held in place with a cock buried inside me and cumming, I feel like I'm fulfilling my purpose. I moan lewdly, my whole body quivers, and my hips jerk again.
 
I've never claimed to be one, and there's no way in Hell that you could know one way or the other. I am a normal well conditioned alpha male who is always in good humor, culturally civilized, and emotionally balanced.
Good humor does not include hate speech. See how funny people in the ghetto consider you yelling the n-word.

Culturally civilized? You've never read a book. And civilization exists because hate speech is restrained.

Civilization and Its Discontents https://a.co/d/jazRDb3

Emotionally balanced? A self-appointed conservative messiah who never heard of Barry Goldwater is a psychological hitchhiker. Or this:


I can spot an incel when i read 4chan. There are too many tells.

A well-conditioned Alfa Romeo might be a good investment, but i'm saving my pennies for a Lambo to go with my incredible bod:


I have a theurgy for this:


( O O )
 
Somehow unexpectedly losing all my clothes in the middle of a big public place and unable to cover all of myself with my hands. I’m then being forced to spread my pussy in front of everyone, letting them see my tits, my pussy, my slutty pink hole, everything. Then, I’m forced to finger my pussy in front of everyone while describing how I am doing it.

Suddenly someone put 2 vibrator into my butt and pussy while they starter calling me a slut and holding my legs apart. They won’t stop while I cum over and over for hours.

My other fantasy is an extension of what would have happened if I let the people at the gym fuck me after they seen me completely nude that one time…
 
Good humor does not include hate speech. See how funny people in the ghetto consider you yelling the n-word.



( O O )
Show me a single example of me using the N-word or posting a racist sentiment. Lose a little weight doing that and then get back to me.
 
Somehow unexpectedly losing all my clothes in the middle of a big public place and unable to cover all of myself with my hands. I’m then being forced to spread my pussy in front of everyone, letting them see my tits, my pussy, my slutty pink hole, everything. Then, I’m forced to finger my pussy in front of everyone while describing how I am doing it.

Suddenly someone put 2 vibrator into my butt and pussy while they starter calling me a slut and holding my legs apart. They won’t stop while I cum over and over for hours.

My other fantasy is an extension of what would have happened if I let the people at the gym fuck me after they seen me completely nude that one time…
Wild!
 
Awhile ago I went to my local gym and when it was about to be close down for the night, I went to take a shower. I played with myself for a bit before deciding to get rid of all my clothes by throwing them into the trash and oiled myself up.

I then rushed out of the door in that state with my hand on my tits and pussy. I was so horny after the run that I finger my pussy out in the open right next to my car…then I realized that I forgot my keys in the shower room.

I had to walk back in, with my hands on my sensitive tits and pussy that is on the verge of cumming in front of multiple people in the state of total humiliation. When I released my hands to open the door, they saw everything including my wet pussy. They even saw my butthole as I bend over to pick up my accidentally dropped keys as my hands were shaking the whole time. I came so hard inside my car after that.

Luckily, I knew the owner so I didn’t get into “too much” trouble. But, I always fantasize about what would happen if they gang bang me at that moment. I also fantasize about the cameras situation as well as the cameras inside the gym captured everything.
 
Being tied to a chair in my bedroom, watching my friend fuck my wife and getting a running commentary from both of them...thing like "God, she's so fucking tight," or "He's so much bigger than you....."
Sounds like something that happened when my wife and another cpl stripped me, tied me to a chair and blindfolded me while he was fucking my wife. Even came without anyone touching me. Hell of a surprise B-day
 
Being tied to a chair in my bedroom, watching my friend fuck my wife and getting a running commentary from both of them...thing like "God, she's so fucking tight," or "He's so much bigger than you....."
My friends are a boundary in our lifestyle. But I’d be all for this with another man.
 
I have many

Masturbating for someone while she is masturbating for me. Being physically close to her mouth and feeling her breath on my balls as they bounce as I pump my cock.
 
Licking up my cum after jacking to all your fantasies. Oh wait, that was reality. ,o)

The fantasy is licking up all YOUR cum and quim and cream pies, sucking and licking you all and then pushing the submissive ones down and railing them while the dominant ones knock me around and use my holes.

I'm just so happy that all of you exist. I wish we could hug and talk in real life.
 
I start the engine with nude pictures of women, I shift to drive with mental images of making love to my fiancée
 
Beautiful women cheating on their male partners with lesbians (especially butch ones) and having hot dirty sex with them. There's nothing more filthily erotic than a hot, busty young wife or girlfriend on her hands and knees wailing and grunting as her lesbian lover's thick tongue pumps in and out of her arsehole.
 
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