Your favourite fantasy when masturbating?

I think about being trained by a stern Dom and turned into his obedient little fuckdoll. I think about being made to do degrading acts like rimming and watersports. He denys and controls my orgasm and the longer he denies me, the more desperate and depraved I become. I’d love to be trained as a cunt…
Hot!
 
One inspired by the condition I am in now. Bodily intoxicated by a strain of marijuana I was introduced to interestingly enough called "Dirty Girl", and in my case appropriate. I am naked on my bed, billows of smoke surround me typing on Literotica, playing with myself between posts. The swirling smoke seems to take on a life of it's own. The apparition of a females hands appears on my breasts softly squeezing and further materializing. The fingers begin circling my hardened areola , then onto pinching and pulling my nipples causing me to gasp loudly. "Take another hit, a deep one", the nameless female whispers, kissing my neck. I do as commanded then turn to see her.

When I use this fantasy, the other female isn't usually the same individual. She may be of my age, or younger. In some instances, barely legal. It may be a porn star, current or past, a friend or some woman I saw that day or the last few days I am sexually attracted too. From there we engage in all out girl on girl XXX sex.
 
One inspired by the condition I am in now. Bodily intoxicated by a strain of marijuana I was introduced to interestingly enough called "Dirty Girl", and in my case appropriate. I am naked on my bed, billows of smoke surround me typing on Literotica, playing with myself between posts. The swirling smoke seems to take on a life of it's own. The apparition of a females hands appears on my breasts softly squeezing and further materializing. The fingers begin circling my hardened areola , then onto pinching and pulling my nipples causing me to gasp loudly. "Take another hit, a deep one", the nameless female whispers, kissing my neck. I do as commanded then turn to see her.

When I use this fantasy, the other female isn't usually the same individual. She may be of my age, or younger. In some instances, barely legal. It may be a porn star, current or past, a friend or some woman I saw that day or the last few days I am sexually attracted too. From there we engage in all out girl on girl XXX sex.
That is a smoke'n hot fantasy! :giggle: ;)
 
Being wanted. I know it sounds weird but hear me out. When I’m playing with myself, I think about meeting up with a friend for coffee. Someone I don’t know sees me and decides he has to have me. He drags me off to a private room where he ties me and has his way with me.
I always imagine that I’m comfortable (think gorgeous hotel room and delicious food) so clearly not realistic but it’s my fantasy so don’t harsh my mellow.
 
Being wanted. I know it sounds weird but hear me out. When I’m playing with myself, I think about meeting up with a friend for coffee. Someone I don’t know sees me and decides he has to have me. He drags me off to a private room where he ties me and has his way with me.
I always imagine that I’m comfortable (think gorgeous hotel room and delicious food) so clearly not realistic but it’s my fantasy so don’t harsh my mellow.
Long ago, something very similar happened between me and a lady I was working with. Ok I didn’t tie her up! But it was urgent and passionate. Afterward she said the huge turn on was the “I’ve got to have you” moment.
 
One inspired by the condition I am in now. Bodily intoxicated by a strain of marijuana I was introduced to interestingly enough called "Dirty Girl", and in my case appropriate. I am naked on my bed, billows of smoke surround me typing on Literotica, playing with myself between posts. The swirling smoke seems to take on a life of it's own. The apparition of a females hands appears on my breasts softly squeezing and further materializing. The fingers begin circling my hardened areola , then onto pinching and pulling my nipples causing me to gasp loudly. "Take another hit, a deep one", the nameless female whispers, kissing my neck. I do as commanded then turn to see her.

When I use this fantasy, the other female isn't usually the same individual. She may be of my age, or younger. In some instances, barely legal. It may be a porn star, current or past, a friend or some woman I saw that day or the last few days I am sexually attracted too. From there we engage in all out girl on girl XXX sex.
Sounds very much like the seductive vampires who appear in Dracula,
 
After a good simultaneous orgasm, my wife recently suggested we masturbate for each other some time.

I’d love to see how she angles her vibe and which of the toys she would use on herself.

As I think about jerking off for her, I start wondering where she wants my cum.

She likes swallowing and I raw cum deep in her, but I’d like to make more of a mess and see her pussy spattered in cum.

Any thoughts from those who have been in similar situations in IRL?

What do you say to each other? Are you both on the bed…?
 
I think about being trained by a stern Dom and turned into his obedient little fuckdoll. I think about being made to do degrading acts like rimming and watersports. He denys and controls my orgasm and the longer he denies me, the more desperate and depraved I become. I’d love to be trained as a cunt…
It seems like you’re already most of the way there…..😜
 
Being wanted. I know it sounds weird but hear me out. When I’m playing with myself, I think about meeting up with a friend for coffee. Someone I don’t know sees me and decides he has to have me. He drags me off to a private room where he ties me and has his way with me.
I always imagine that I’m comfortable (think gorgeous hotel room and delicious food) so clearly not realistic but it’s my fantasy so don’t harsh my mellow.
Male desire is so hot. Not the leering creepy type, but when you can tell he needs you so bad he can’t control himself. Being pinned up against the wall. Being roughly stripped. Feeling his hands on your naked body.
 
Male desire is so hot. Not the leering creepy type, but when you can tell he needs you so bad he can’t control himself. Being pinned up against the wall. Being roughly stripped. Feeling his hands on your naked body.
Your response fueling his desire...
 
My wife can get me off like no other, but her drive is somewhat lesser than my own. That being said, I have women coworkers/friends that are aware that we have swung in the past. One of them (my work wife) had been without a relationship for well over a year and was constantly horny- and I often fantasized about having my way with her and even made a proposal to that end, which she declined as she didn't want it to affect our friendship. So I let those thoughts go with the exception of when searching through amateur porn, and finding someone who reminds me of her always makes me cum a little bit harder. I don't go looking for her, but will never pass it up. It's been a couple of years and she is in a relationship now- but likely would not turn her down should she offer (and my wife would be okay with it 😀 ). I many other fantasies though, and find that when I can express them through written word to be the most enticing (usually via chat).
 
My wife comes home early to find me naked and jerking off on our bed. I open my eyes when she clears her throat and am surprised that she tells me to go on; she wants to watch.

Meekly, I lick my palm and begin again, quickly restoring my hardness as she traces her fingers around her heavy breasts. I’m surprised to see her lift her sundress to expose her panties, which she slides down her ample thighs. Her right hand lifts and reaches beneath her dress to slide a finger into her now-bare hairy pussy. She slides it along the lips, shows me her wetness, and then comes striding toward me.

Without a word, she climbs onto the bed, lifts her dress and then plants her warm, wet nether lips directly on my face, dropping the skirt around my head, so I am alone with the sweet scent and taste of her dripping cunt.

Facing my feet, I can feel her shift and reach for my now-forgotten cock that is pointing toward the ceiling fan. She has captured some of her own wetness to allow her small, wool hands to slide up and down my cock, slow, then fast, then painfully slow. “Lick my pussy until I come or I stop and leave right now”, she says. It is easy to comply.

In the darkness below her dress, my tongue is tracing over her lips; into her soaking snatch. She’s usually wet, but her cunt is soaking my face as I feel her inner muscles quiver and hear her breath quicken toward her (first?) orgasm.

Still blinded in my pussy-scented playground under her dress, I jump when I hear her say, ”Come in! He’s not going anywhere and we’re just getting started. I’ve only cum once.” Who the hell is she talking to?!

I can’t see, but she turns around, now facing the headboard, my cock waving wildly free. The Cialis is working and it remains hard, but is abandoned, free, and unkept… until I feel a hand, larger and warmer than hers, but still feminine soft, grab my cock. My wife is now grinding her pussy into my face, sliding up to let me enter her cleaned asshole with my tongue and finger, while the stranger is pumping my cock, stopping only to suck the head and thick shaft into her throat.

Inexorably, I move toward my own orgasm, driven by the dual pleasures of my sweet wife sitting on, no: riding, my face and the unknown woman pumping me toward releasing my cum.

Wait, wasn’t she picking up her sister at the airport? Any further thought is lost as my wife’s cunt throbs with a second orgasm, her voice calling out her pleasure, while my own cock is now being pumped wet and free from the stranger’s mouth, luridly exposed in the room. I feel the cum rising, then thrust my hips up to let fly the cum . The first spurt lands on my wife’s dress, still draped around my head. The second hits my naked stomach. The rest are swallowed by the kind stranger who sheaths my wet bare cock in her warm mouth until I begin to soften, still in the dark warmth of my wife’s shrouded cunt.
 
My wife comes home early to find me naked and jerking off on our bed. I open my eyes when she clears her throat and am surprised that she tells me to go on; she wants to watch.

Meekly, I lick my palm and begin again, quickly restoring my hardness as she traces her fingers around her heavy breasts. I’m surprised to see her lift her sundress to expose her panties, which she slides down her ample thighs. Her right hand lifts and reaches beneath her dress to slide a finger into her now-bare hairy pussy. She slides it along the lips, shows me her wetness, and then comes striding toward me.

Without a word, she climbs onto the bed, lifts her dress and then plants her warm, wet nether lips directly on my face, dropping the skirt around my head, so I am alone with the sweet scent and taste of her dripping cunt.

Facing my feet, I can feel her shift and reach for my now-forgotten cock that is pointing toward the ceiling fan. She has captured some of her own wetness to allow her small, wool hands to slide up and down my cock, slow, then fast, then painfully slow. “Lick my pussy until I come or I stop and leave right now”, she says. It is easy to comply.

In the darkness below her dress, my tongue is tracing over her lips; into her soaking snatch. She’s usually wet, but her cunt is soaking my face as I feel her inner muscles quiver and hear her breath quicken toward her (first?) orgasm.

Still blinded in my pussy-scented playground under her dress, I jump when I hear her say, ”Come in! He’s not going anywhere and we’re just getting started. I’ve only cum once.” Who the hell is she talking to?!

I can’t see, but she turns around, now facing the headboard, my cock waving wildly free. The Cialis is working and it remains hard, but is abandoned, free, and unkept… until I feel a hand, larger and warmer than hers, but still feminine soft, grab my cock. My wife is now grinding her pussy into my face, sliding up to let me enter her cleaned asshole with my tongue and finger, while the stranger is pumping my cock, stopping only to suck the head and thick shaft into her throat.

Inexorably, I move toward my own orgasm, driven by the dual pleasures of my sweet wife sitting on, no: riding, my face and the unknown woman pumping me toward releasing my cum.

Wait, wasn’t she picking up her sister at the airport? Any further thought is lost as my wife’s cunt throbs with a second orgasm, her voice calling out her pleasure, while my own cock is now being pumped wet and free from the stranger’s mouth, luridly exposed in the room. I feel the cum rising, then thrust my hips up to let fly the cum . The first spurt lands on my wife’s dress, still draped around my head. The second hits my naked stomach. The rest are swallowed by the kind stranger who sheaths my wet bare cock in her warm mouth until I begin to soften, still in the dark warmth of my wife’s shrouded cunt.
nice one... really nice
 
My wife comes home early to find me naked and jerking off on our bed. I open my eyes when she clears her throat and am surprised that she tells me to go on; she wants to watch.

Meekly, I lick my palm and begin again, quickly restoring my hardness as she traces her fingers around her heavy breasts. I’m surprised to see her lift her sundress to expose her panties, which she slides down her ample thighs. Her right hand lifts and reaches beneath her dress to slide a finger into her now-bare hairy pussy. She slides it along the lips, shows me her wetness, and then comes striding toward me.

Without a word, she climbs onto the bed, lifts her dress and then plants her warm, wet nether lips directly on my face, dropping the skirt around my head, so I am alone with the sweet scent and taste of her dripping cunt.

Facing my feet, I can feel her shift and reach for my now-forgotten cock that is pointing toward the ceiling fan. She has captured some of her own wetness to allow her small, wool hands to slide up and down my cock, slow, then fast, then painfully slow. “Lick my pussy until I come or I stop and leave right now”, she says. It is easy to comply.

In the darkness below her dress, my tongue is tracing over her lips; into her soaking snatch. She’s usually wet, but her cunt is soaking my face as I feel her inner muscles quiver and hear her breath quicken toward her (first?) orgasm.

Still blinded in my pussy-scented playground under her dress, I jump when I hear her say, ”Come in! He’s not going anywhere and we’re just getting started. I’ve only cum once.” Who the hell is she talking to?!

I can’t see, but she turns around, now facing the headboard, my cock waving wildly free. The Cialis is working and it remains hard, but is abandoned, free, and unkept… until I feel a hand, larger and warmer than hers, but still feminine soft, grab my cock. My wife is now grinding her pussy into my face, sliding up to let me enter her cleaned asshole with my tongue and finger, while the stranger is pumping my cock, stopping only to suck the head and thick shaft into her throat.

Inexorably, I move toward my own orgasm, driven by the dual pleasures of my sweet wife sitting on, no: riding, my face and the unknown woman pumping me toward releasing my cum.

Wait, wasn’t she picking up her sister at the airport? Any further thought is lost as my wife’s cunt throbs with a second orgasm, her voice calling out her pleasure, while my own cock is now being pumped wet and free from the stranger’s mouth, luridly exposed in the room. I feel the cum rising, then thrust my hips up to let fly the cum . The first spurt lands on my wife’s dress, still draped around my head. The second hits my naked stomach. The rest are swallowed by the kind stranger who sheaths my wet bare cock in her warm mouth until I begin to soften, still in the dark warmth of my wife’s shrouded cunt.
One blazing hot fantasy!
 
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.
I don't know where you got this guff about my weight, except that you probably sucked it out of RoryBabytalk's infected ass.

I benefited from "redistribution" thanks to estrogen.

As anyone can see here:


I also keep my body slender with the FuckMyAss Diet [TM].

Poor little incel. Shut up.

( O O )
 
When I'm not imagining something FFM related, it's usually me on top in missionary watching her face and eyes and breasts, and feeling her pussy squeezing around me. Then she begs me to cum inside of her. 🔥
 
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