3 Fantasy Questions

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Scenario:

One day this week you will select a man in your daily life - co-worker, friend, postman, friend's husband, etc. - to ambush with a panty job. The man will be subdued with his head facing forward so he can't look behind. You will stand behind him, reach around to undo his pants, kiss his neck if you wish, peek around to examine his package, and fondle at will. He will not know who you are or ever know.

You remove your panties and bring them to his face, covering his nose and letting him breath your scent, feeling the extra push of his erection. You move the panties down to wrap then around his hardness, stroking him and listening to his aroused breath. You control his pace and decide to torment and edge him or bring him off with relentless strokes. When he cums you bite his neck hard, tug on one of his nipples and drain every drop. His fluid has soaked your hand and panty and you bring both to his mouth where he instinctively licks and suckles, the final drop drawn off of your finger as you slowly slide it out of his pursed lips.

You dress, your trophy undies slid back onto you, and you return to work or your daily business. He is released when you are gone, he is told his pleaser is known to him but he will never know who.

QUESTIONS:
1. Describe your chosen victim. Why him?
2. What is the setting? work, school, church, his home, etc?
2. Describe what you will wear.
 
Scenario:

One day this week you will select a man in your daily life - co-worker, friend, postman, friend's husband, etc. - to ambush with a panty job. The man will be subdued with his head facing forward so he can't look behind. You will stand behind him, reach around to undo his pants, kiss his neck if you wish, peek around to examine his package, and fondle at will. He will not know who you are or ever know.

You remove your panties and bring them to his face, covering his nose and letting him breath your scent, feeling the extra push of his erection. You move the panties down to wrap then around his hardness, stroking him and listening to his aroused breath. You control his pace and decide to torment and edge him or bring him off with relentless strokes. When he cums you bite his neck hard, tug on one of his nipples and drain every drop. His fluid has soaked your hand and panty and you bring both to his mouth where he instinctively licks and suckles, the final drop drawn off of your finger as you slowly slide it out of his pursed lips.

You dress, your trophy undies slid back onto you, and you return to work or your daily business. He is released when you are gone, he is told his pleaser is known to him but he will never know who.

QUESTIONS:
1. Describe your chosen victim. Why him?
2. What is the setting? work, school, church, his home, etc?
2. Describe what you will wear.


1.A guy who does our landscaping, why? He’s in shape young and hot.
2. Backyard
3. Sundress no bra and big Jackie O sunglasses maybe a hat too
 
I like it! No doubt the yard guy has fantasized about his sexy older customer. If he knew you entertained these thoughts about him his already vigorous self pleasure session thinking of you would hit new heights! Lucky young man. Thank you for sharing.

Next?...
 
OK, I'll play my own game in reverse. So many choices for me, hmmm. (Of course, picking means I'll know who she is, but I'll play dumb.)

1. The perpetrator:
Very short and curvy younger woman at the office. Beautiful brunette. Sassy fun personality.

2. Setting: The office of course. I am at the copier after hours when she accosts me.

3. Wardrobe: Thin sheerish blouse covering her always bouncing bosom in the lacy light blue bra whose strap I've seen peeking out. A plaid wool pleated skirt accentuating those wide hips. Baby blue silk and lace panties.

She'd been thinking of this all day and the fabric is moist with her excitement. Her hands are small and don't fully circle my girth, so she reaches around with both hands, first two working me up and down, then one hand keeping pace while the other reaches down to fondle my balls, then reaches to pinch and tug on nipples, then finally a finger is wetted as she inserts into herself, a whimper felt in my back and her face presses against me, the wet finger slid into my bottom and pumped in and out while that little hands slides the silk over me in front, keeping a steady pace, her breath on my back, the scent of her pussy in the air, and I cum, so deeply and spurting in ribbons....

OK, kinda got carried away there.

Next?
 
He's a scruffy guy, tall and a little on the thin side, perhaps too much drink. His hair is dark and touseled, rarely bothers to run a brush through it. His dark eyes sparkle and his smile is more a mischevious grin. His arms have a few tats. He likes the ladies and he likes his song.

He's in my kitchen, having arrived for a party. He's laughing with his buddies, and a tune catches his ear. He starts singing along, pitch perfect , his glass beer bottle his microphone.

That's when I nab him. Wearing a pair of Levi's, white AC/DC concert tee, nothing else. :rose:
 
Victim: A coworker, who's a sexually suppressed Catholic. Fit, with scruffy blonde hair.
Location: The stairwell outside of our office
Wearing: A black 50's style dress, and black platform boots. The panties are purple satin panties.

I like to imagine that his sexual frustration makes his emissions copious.
 
Thank you Sheana!

Despite his repressed exterior he has probably dreamed of some such fun with you. Assuming he has a pulse.
 
That would be unlikely to happen because my victim would recognize me even from behind. He has done my laundry and seen my panties. Plus, I rarely wear panties at home but...

It would be my gardener. He was actually just in here. He is hot as hell! I would have on the short grey knit dress that I have on now. No bra but pink silky panties, only because they are necessary for the story.
 
That would be unlikely to happen because my victim would recognize me even from behind. He has done my laundry and seen my panties. Plus, I rarely wear panties at home but...

It would be my gardener. He was actually just in here. He is hot as hell! I would have on the short grey knit dress that I have on now. No bra but pink silky panties, only because they are necessary for the story.

I mean... I don't think the scenario would work in general. You have to say things to them so they recognize your voice. Also, no one will just allow all this to happen.
 
Ouch you're a meany.

At first I was going to point out that I'm well regarded as a bitch. But then thought of ignoring it since it's a derailment from the OP. But then realized that your original post was the derailment and thought it would probably be best to explain the eyeroll.

I want you to imagine for a second how many times I get the comment "nice ass" on this forum.

Now, you might respond that if I didn't want that I could post a different picture. To which I will ask: do you actually want me to pick a different picture?

And, the sentiment isn't the problem, the problem is that it's really boring. There are a thousand ways to say "nice ass", and since this is a literary forum, I would expect at least a little effort into the eloquence of the statement.

So, for example one might say "That butt inspires in me a fire which if I were unscroupulous and around you would force me to ravage the sweet cunt which it is hiding".
Or, since your derailing the thread with the compliment you could have said:
"Alas, I'm not a male, but were I to see Sheana's ass, I would certainly like to saddle up behind her and whisper in her ear while I fondled her clit".

Make sense?
 
Scenario:

One day this week you will select a man in your daily life - co-worker, friend, postman, friend's husband, etc. - to ambush with a panty job. The man will be subdued with his head facing forward so he can't look behind. You will stand behind him, reach around to undo his pants, kiss his neck if you wish, peek around to examine his package, and fondle at will. He will not know who you are or ever know.

You remove your panties and bring them to his face, covering his nose and letting him breath your scent, feeling the extra push of his erection. You move the panties down to wrap then around his hardness, stroking him and listening to his aroused breath. You control his pace and decide to torment and edge him or bring him off with relentless strokes. When he cums you bite his neck hard, tug on one of his nipples and drain every drop. His fluid has soaked your hand and panty and you bring both to his mouth where he instinctively licks and suckles, the final drop drawn off of your finger as you slowly slide it out of his pursed lips.

You dress, your trophy undies slid back onto you, and you return to work or your daily business. He is released when you are gone, he is told his pleaser is known to him but he will never know who.

QUESTIONS:
1. Describe your chosen victim. Why him?
2. What is the setting? work, school, church, his home, etc?
2. Describe what you will wear.

1. Hot single dad from church.
2. At church
3 my Sunday best with hella sexy lingerie underneath
 
A reception after a funeral. The place is packed with strangers. I make my way to the family and pass her as she goes the other way. Her pale blue eyes hesitate just that half second too long as she looks straight at me. She is wearing white. A white woven cotton dress, white sandals that lace up to mid-calf. Her hair is blonde.
We end up in the same group, sharing stories of the deceased. Again, she glances at me, just that half second too long. My eyes cannot leave her face. She knows.
I am in black, suitable for a funeral.
Black motorcycle boots, black jeans, my favorite black shirt and a black leather dress jacket. My hair is in ringlets, falling over my collar.
We do not say a word to each other.
I make my regrets to the family, cross the floor to the door and out to the parking lot.
I wait just outside the door in the fading light.
The wait is brief.
I put a finger to her lips, silencing her questions.
Her mouth is warm, wet and wicked . . .
 
Holy fuck I would sign up to be the victim in a heartbeat! I might cum as soon as she gips my cock with her wet panties!
 
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