ridiculous fantasies

Hitchiker69

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This is a space to talk about fantasies that are so carzy that they could never happen, but they're fun to think about. I'll start:

I get stranded on a desert island with a large group of college cheerleaders. I'm the only man on the island, and I'm in constant demand to fuck each and every one of them. I can't service them all, so they kiss, lick and grope each other while they wait their turn to get fucked by me again.
 
I go to the gay baths across town, and I find a nice selection of types of guys in the steam room. A small group of twinks, small thin and fem, are busy kissing and stroking each other. One couple is 69'ing each other while everybody watches. Suddenly 5 large buff guys who look a lot like Jason Momoa, bust in. They're all nude and hard and dripping wet. Each of them grabs a twink, picks them up an demads a blow job immediately. Twinks eagerly comply (as if they had a choice)
I get hugely aroused from watching the sex show, and I stroke myself. I decide to fuck a twink ass, spitroasting a guy who is sucking one of the buff guys. He loves being spit roasted, and I do too. I cum quickly. One of the buff guys finishes in a twinks mouth, then turns his attention to me. He demands I massage him, which I love. One by one, as each of the buff guys cum they each demand a massage, which gets me hard, and they each want me to fuck them.
One of the buff guys picks me up and kisses me agressively. I wrap my legs around him and I feel his large hard cock probing my ass. He thrusts up as I lower myself onto his warm firm shaft. He realizes that his cock is way bigger than I'm used to, so he slowly, gently rocks up and down, carefully probing further with each thrust. I encourage him with eager kisses. It hurts, but in a good way, as he enters my willing warm hole and slowly he gets deeper as I try to relax and accept his manhood into my ass. I'm in heaven as he slides in inch by inch until I feel him deep in me and he begins to slide me up and down his enormous shaft. We move together slowy, so I can feel every inch stroking in and out
 
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Out of the blue, and after several years, I get a call from an old gay lover, Gary. We'd had a close relationship in college, and had sex regularly then. Gary has gone straight, got married and left his gay experience behind. I've stayed Bi and open about my sexual orientations. But it's been years since I've heard from him, and now he has a special request. His son is about to turn 18, and has a strong desire to try gay sex. Gary suspects his son has sucked a few of his friends off, but has not accepted himself as a gay or Bi man. That's where I fit in. Gary asks me to show him how to be a healthy, well adjusted gay or Bi man and enjoy all that gay sex can be. Gary trusts me with his virgin (?) gay son, and wants me to introduce him to a healthy gay or Bi lifestyle. Gary says he's been open to his son about his youthful gay experience, and he doesn't regret it at all. So I agree to host his son for the summer, since i have an extra room at my home on the beach.
Plans are for me to pick up Blair at the airport,

More to cum....I'll finish this later...fell free to comment or make suggestions, this is a share fantasy after all...
 
Just a simple one, but very ridiculous, that runs through my head every year when the sweet chestnut trees in the woods near us are pollinating. For those that don't know, this smells like cum and it can be very strong sometimes. You are absolutely totally surrounded by the thick smell and I have imagined swimming in a pool of cum, swallowing it being immersed in it and with giant cocks spurting waterfalls of cum.
I have yet to score a BJ in the woods at this time of year but I keep trying!
 
Out of the blue, and after several years, I get a call from an old gay lover, Gary. We'd had a close relationship in college, and had sex regularly then. Gary has gone straight, got married and left his gay experience behind. I've stayed Bi and open about my sexual orientations. But it's been years since I've heard from him, and now he has a special request. His son is about to turn 18, and has a strong desire to try gay sex. Gary suspects his son has sucked a few of his friends off, but has not accepted himself as a gay or Bi man. That's where I fit in. Gary asks me to show him how to be a healthy, well adjusted gay or Bi man and enjoy all that gay sex can be. Gary trusts me with his virgin (?) gay son, and wants me to introduce him to a healthy gay or Bi lifestyle. Gary says he's been open to his son about his youthful gay experience, and he doesn't regret it at all. So I agree to host his son for the summer, since i have an extra room at my home on the beach.
Plans are for me to pick up Blair at the airport,

More to cum....I'll finish this later...fell free to comment or make suggestions, this is a share fantasy after all...
That one is too good not to explore.
 
swimming in a pool of cum, swallowing it being immersed in it and with giant cocks spurting waterfalls of cum.
I love that image! Especially "giant cocks spurting waterfalls of cum"
I have always wanted to do something similar. Mine has been to go skinny-dipping in like a hot tub filled with cum that stays warm and fresh, diving "underwater" coming up totally covered in cum. I think I will add to it the waterfalls!
 
I'm just another old fart, perv BUT I live just off campus. I have for many years. Just the old man out mowing his lawn as the hot, young, athletes walk by on their way to the fields. I'm a retired professional, comfortable in my hobbies. I do, however, have just a couple interests that remain, shall we say, more discreet.

These superb, nubile and limber athletes, you see, don't have the time or energy to play the game and...hunt. They certainly don't have the time or energy to stand around in bars and parties waiting for muscle bound jerks and timid brainiacs to step up. They have to focus on their form and fitness.

That's where I come in. The girls, you see, know that they can stop by my place anytime they need, on their schedule, to satisfy their needs. I can offer them a luxurious bathroom and sauna, good, healthy home made food and snacks, a private fitness room and a comfortable lounge.

A girl or two will often stop by on their way back from their workout. I'll greet them at the door and put their bags in the closet. They usually want to take a shower and I will, of course, bring them everything they need. Most often, they will wait for me to strip and enter the shower to wash them. They love when I shampoo their hair and massage their scalps.

After I dry them, I wrap them in a warmed, terry cloth robe. They relax for a little bit in the living room. There, I'll bring them some wine and appetizers. They'll often want a massage which I am happy to provide. They'll inevitably pull me down to my knees so that I can service them properly while they relax. I will lick, nuzzle and tongue fuck them as long as they want. They sigh and groan and sink back into the couch. They take as many orgasms as they need without any strings attached. Often, they'll ask me to mount a face dildo which, of course, I do. On the rare occasion, one of these beautiful creatures will push me to the floor and mount my penis which is always rampant in their presence. She'll ride to her hearts content as I maintain a stiff shaft for her pleasure. No risk of premature ejaculation from a well trained gentleman such as myself. Of course, they bend and flex on me, rubbing their bodies all over me. They tighten, contract and scream in orgasm and it warms my heart to be of service to them.

On a rare occasion, the girl may force me to ruin my orgasm in favor of giving it to her. She'll reach back with those strong arms and hands and just tap my balls. I will then, without sound or effort, just squirt my mess onto that spectacular body. Of course, she will rise up and do a bend or a split over my mouth and I will clean my mess from her so that is again pristine and ready to finish her day.

On other occasions, after licking them to their satisfaction, a girl might let me render my orgasm to her and I squirt on her calf or thigh, sometimes, oh, my god, on her abs. I must, then, of course render that spot spotless.

It all ends when they hug me and thank me at the door. My heart is filled with joy as I know that I was able to facilitate their lives and their pleasures in support of their athletic endeavors.
 
Years ago in East Berlin I was returning to West Berlin by the Elevated trains...and passed a small freight shelter with 5 large stocky women in long leather coats and boots, they were security guards and were talking. They stopped me and asked where I was going...? I know they could tell I was a GI and they just wanted to intimidate me.
My fantasy is they made me undress and get down on my knees and orally service each of them front and back, and they hadn't bathed. While I serviced one, the other would squeeze my balls to ensure I was doing it right.
 
I just magically manage to hook up with a bunch of of about at least 50 really nice gay men with big cocks and balls who simply want to unload all over me as I lie supine in my bra and panties and stockings, till I'm drenched with sperm, my underwear is wringing wet with it, and most importantly I don't get gang-raped, nobody calls me a sissy or faggot and everything is just nice and chill.
 
This is an exceptionally naughty one, but at an orgy I am at the reception podium of sorts, acting as the hostess, except I am stooped over the desk and bound securely to it. As men come to the orgy, in order to get off so that they can last longer when they meet couples and have sex later, they take the edge off with me. I am a Reverse-Fluffer in other words. But tied as I am, I have no say in the matter, just available to them in any way they want via my mouth or rectum. On my right side there is a bowl full of unopened condoms leaving no question as to what I am there for. While on the other side there is two empty ones with labels on them.

At the end of the night, I can count the used condoms in the bowls that started off as being empty. But here is the kicker, its okay for men NOT to use one with me, they must take a condom though and put it in the empty bowl and leave it unopened. This not only tells me how many times I was used, but how many men did me bareback and how many used a condom with me. That is because one empty bowl is labeled “Sex”, and the other labeled “Blowjobs”. The blowjob bowl? All the condoms are unopened! I need this system because so many men use me, I just cannot keep count in my head.
 
In visiting a third world country a nefarious drug cartel member thinks I saw him engaged in illegal trafficking and takes me prisoner for fear I will stop his lucrative operation. In going to his makeshift prison, I see I am not alone but that there are several hundred people there. In getting caught taking care of another prisoner with a blowjob, it is discovered that I like to give them.

The drug cartel leader sets the following up with a promise, for every guard I give a blowjob too he will release one prisoner: it being one for one. However, there is a catch: I must swallow. This means the fate of so many ill-treated prisoners are dependent entirely on me, yet with each blowjob it gets harder and harder to keep going. After each guard I take care of though, I see one prisoner be let out the front gate so I know the drug cartel leader is keeping his word.

After a dozen guards, I want to stop, need to stop, but how can I let down the remaining prisoners just because I can’t do one more? Then one more after that. Then one more. It’s hell because I am the hero and yet victim both. The drive to help others getting out of a miserable place keeps me on my knees and saying, ‘yes, one more guard” even though I am a disheveled mess at that point...
 
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