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LOAnnie2 said:
Not really, I'd probably actually write a story if I had something in mind for it. But like most high school girl rivalries (I say most because reading online makes me think that way) there was more than enough hatred to go around so I'm sure she'd enjoy causing me pain for her pleasure--and my only pleasure being forced when in the most humiliating of situations.
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Thanks for reply!
 
Good one!

LibraStud said:
From time to time I get into a submissive mood -- I love to pleasure my mistress in any number of ways - your fantasy is one that I have had before -- and I would hope someday that it may come true. In my fantasy, mistress Isabella ties a leather leash around my family jewels. She takes me everywhere with her on my hands and knees, while I am instructed to keep a very loose-fitting butt plug in place. Inevitably, I lose the plug and I am then at her and the ladies mercy. They always choose leather crops and paddles to make me remember to obey. Of course, mistress slides the plug back in so she and the ladies will have more entertainment as the evening proceeds.
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That's a really good one! Love to think of ladies getting off on my humiliating penetration!
 
Met a cousin of mine, she had a beautifully toned bod from her cheerleading with her fair skin,brunette hair and ample breasts. Oh she was voluptuous! Bet she had that 'i'm better than you' attitude that I knew very well from other girls i've known. I jus wanted to bring her down a level and make her mine.
 
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another one,
holding another guy's cock.
or mixing all fantasies, hold shy guy's cock and direct it to wife's pussy.
 
She always looked sad, even when she smiled. I got to know her when were adult sponsors on a church youth retreat. We had fun, and we discovered that we had a lot in common. Over the next few years, we talked at parties or after church. She sang in the choir and more and more frequently I would catch her eye from the congregation. Her husband saw we were paying more attention to each other than we should. My wife asked me if anything was “going on.” I denied it.

Her son told my daughter that her husband treated her like a “jerk.” He told her they fought all the time. We talked a few weeks after that and discovered we had more in common than we thought. We were sad, lonely and trapped in marriages we hated; and because of children and finances neither of us could see a way out in the foreseeable future.

Maybe that’s why it happened. See looked amazing that day. A black and white, sleeveless pencil dress. Her arms and legs were brown, and her dark, shoulder length hair was beginning to be bleached by the hot summer sun. I met her in the commons. “You look nice,” I said. “Thanks.” “How’s it going?” I asked. With that sad half-smile, she shook her head and glanced back at her husband. I reached out to and lightly brushed my fingers over her wrist. “Follow me.”

We went downstairs to the darkened basement. I led her to the closet where the Children’s Department stored the Christmas Pageant costumes. I closed the door behind us. It was pitch dark. All of our pent-up lust and desire was released in that first hungry kiss. Our teeth scraped against each other, while our tongues plunged deep into the others’ throat. I pinned her against the wall and cupped her ass. She frantically tugged at my belt.

Had her husband missed her yet, or was he still at the coffee bar, munching on a donut and talking about the Royal’s latest choke?

I pulled her tight dress up, over her thighs, bunching it at her waist. I reached under her panties (what color were they, I wondered). Her lips were already moist. I pushed a finger, then two, into her pussy. She sucked in her breath and pushed my khaki pants and my boxer-briefs down, past my ass. My cock sprung up as if on a spring.

Where was my wife? Was she looking for me?

I spun her around and pushed her panties down her legs. I bent her over and she braced her palms against the wall. I spread her lips open and guided my cock through the dark, finding her hole and pushing into her. I pulled back then pushed in hard. She began to moan softly, so I cupped my hand over her mouth, stifling her.

He was probably looking around now. He’s probably asking people if they’ve seen her. Does he see my wife looking for me? Will he ask her? Will they put two and two together?

I take her right hand and put it on her clit, silently inviting her to stroke herself. I can hear my heart pounding, feel the blood rushing to my temple. Through the haze, I hear the voices in the senior high youth room next door. Is her 18-year old son in there? What would he say if he knew his mother was being fucked, just on the other side of the thin wall?

Are our spouses looking for us, now? Have they checked the parking lot to see if our cars are there? Or are they in the basement? Have they already walked by this closet? I’m not thinking about excuses now. I’m not wondering how we’ll cover this up. I’m just fucking.

I bend low, the sweat dripping from my brow, onto her neck. I’m whispering in her ear, telling her how beautiful, how tight, how wet, how hot she is. We’re fucking like animals. We’re fucking away the loneliness, the pain, the resentment, the bitterness. It doesn’t take long, this frenzied coupling. I arch my back, freeze, and shoot my cum deep inside her. I feel her cunt clinch around my cock and I feel her body spasm as her orgasm overwhelms her.

And so, in that dark closet, we start to laugh, or maybe cry. Our lives will change. But right now, we don’t care. It’s so nice to finally….feel…
 
What in the guckin' heck is everyone talking about here? Let's all just get together and have a guckin' good time!
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I imagine myself as a mother in her 40's. I'm not some supermodel bra-buster, just a common mom. I have a son with an average penis size and girth. Its just been the two of us for a long time. One evening, we look at each other and something clicks. Our eyes meet, and all of the years of come together and we kiss. And we kiss. And we kiss. And slowly, surely, we end up making love. Not some intense, animalistic, screeching-orgasmic sex, but really, truly making love. Slow, soft, romantic, and so, so right. We make love again and again because it is so, so right and we are so, so very ... one.

This one makes me cum again and again.
 
curiousmom80 said:
My husband would like me to meet a total stranger and let me him feel me all over the place. His idea is to tape the whole scene from afar and for us to replay the scene at home
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Nice....

My twist on this is since you told me what was up i'd play along, and hubby would be led to believe that all of the extremely risque play in public and convenient camera angles are all just fortuitous.
 
Not that taboo really but Id like to be DP'd by my husband & another man - it varies as to who depending on what mood I'm in.

I also have various rape/forced sex fantasies.

I've not lived out mine but I have lived out my husband's:

1) Playing for another man on webcam while he watches - wearing lingerie & doing what the other man tells me to - getting my tits out, sucking my nipples, fucking myself with a bottle.

2) a FFF threesome with a lesbian couple we know. We finally did this one a couple of months ago. Hubby was allowed to look but not touch!
 
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