What's the Current Fantasy Running in Your Mind?

[LustALot]

Well after spending the evening in my kitchen baking cookies for hours and flirting on Lit, its to be sat up on my granite counter top, eaten out thoroughly and then be fucked so well. Legs wrapped around his back, deep and hard, my arms behind me on the counter for leverage...him feasting on my tits...screaming my orgasm as he fills my cunt with his cum...then turn sideways and hang my head over the counter to have him fuck my face for my treat and to clean his cock...

What a coincidence! I have the same fantasy, except I'd thank you by licking your sweet cunt clean as well.

 

[Stephie02]

For my gf to take me in a lecture hall (empty), or in a library.

 

[Nowackosplease2]

For my gf to take me in a lecture hall (empty), or in a library.

You don’t want an audience?

 

[Stephie02]

You don’t want an audience?

That would freak me out! I just want that huge empty space and all those empty seats, to be up there, that would make me feel exposed enough.

The library fantasy, all those books and shelves, cramped aisles; grabbing the shelves when she goes down on me .. trying to keep quiet, no noise in a library ya know- ugh yes please

 

[J D Danger]

That would freak me out! I just want that huge empty space and all those empty seats, to be up there, that would make me feel exposed enough.

The library fantasy, all those books and shelves, cramped aisles; grabbing the shelves when she goes down on me .. trying to keep quiet, no noise in a library ya know- ugh yes please

I would find a dark corner to stand in and watch...you would not know I was there...I promise

 

[TheIntrepidBoyager]

My wife invites our neighbor/friend over and the two of them are chatting and laughing and generally having a nice time. They both love my cooking and when I hear one of them make a comment about getting hungry, I quietly slip into the kitchen and start prepping something.

I can hear the ladies getting a little louder and their laughter grows more frequent. They're imbibing and it's starting to show a bit. It just makes me smile, happy they are having a nice time.

I emerge from the kitchen to let my wife taste test whatever I'm working on. The two are surprised I've been cooking, as if they'd not even notice my absence from the room. My wife says it's good, needs a little salt and then tells me to let Kathy try some. I go back into the kitchen and as I'm getting another spoonful, my wife calls out, "And you better be wearing your apron when you come out this time." I often wear an apron with no clothes underneath and she loves it. I'm thinking she wants to start teasing us both with just the notion. Although still clothed, the apron will be our little inside thing, a bit of a flirt and maybe a signal of what is to come when Kathy goes home.

I dutifully don my heavy, brown canvas apron and step back into the living room to give Kathy her taste test. My wife says in a very serious tone, a tone I know too well, "What are you doing?"

I stop where I am, my heart sinks, surely she doesn't mean...I shrug sheepishly... Holding the spoon up in one hand with my other hand cupped under it to catch drips.

A pause hangs in the air. Kathy looks confused as my wife and I lock eyes. She raises an eyebrow, "I said your apron. Just your apron. Kathy loves your cooking, you might as well show her how you really do it."

Kathy's mouth opens in disbelief but there is no mistaking the devious smile curling at the corners.

I gulped and slink back to the kitchen. I slowly undress. My heart thunders in my chest as the cool air slips over my bare bottom. I slip the apron strap over my head. I'm insanely nervous but so intensely turned on. I can't let Kathy see me fully naked. Surely she won't make me do that. Right? Right?!

I return to the living room and Kathy gasps and laughs nervously but with no lack of enthusiasm. My wife smiles, pleased with my obedience but also at knowing what I'm going through. Kathy gives her approval to tasting and now I must turn and go back to the kitchen. My naked bottom on full display.

I hear both ladies roar with laughter and cat calls and taunts follow me as I leave the room.

I bring them both drinks and say food will be ready soon.

"Great," my wife begins, "No apron for service."

Kathy gasps before again laughing and woo-hooing in encouragement.

I'm trembling in both shear panic yet deviant, deep desire.

I make up their plates and the with a heavy swallow, I pull the apron strap back over my head and hang it up. I'm fully naked now. My completely smooth shaven genitals have nowhere to hide. My penis shrinks and tries to retreat inside of me. It only makes the situation so much more horrifyingly embarrassing. Just what she wants. Just what she knows I want.

She calls asking what is taking me so long. With a gulp I re-emerge into the living room. Again the laughter and taunts only this time Kathy blurts out, "Oh my goodness! It's so tiny! And bald! It looks like a little boy dick!"

I want to stomp back into the kitchen. To end the scorching humiliation but then my wife comments on how my little dick is starting to get hard and they both have yet another hearty laugh.

With trembling hands, I serve them their plates and my wife instructs me to stand off to the side and act as their server. Hands at my side she commands.

 

[mustang_driver]

My wife joins lit or something similar, and starts exchanging messages with a guy. Those messages quickly grow more sexual, which then leads to them exchanging naked pictures. The idea of my wife sending nude pics to another guy is an incredible turn on. She never has to my knowledge.

 

[matureman32]

Well after spending the evening in my kitchen baking cookies for hours and flirting on Lit, its to be sat up on my granite counter top, eaten out thoroughly and then be fucked so well. Legs wrapped around his back, deep and hard, my arms behind me on the counter for leverage...him feasting on my tits...screaming my orgasm as he fills my cunt with his cum...then turn sideways and hang my head over the counter to have him fuck my face for my treat and to clean his cock...

Well rewarded for your baking skills!

 

[Dimented]

Well after spending the evening in my kitchen baking cookies for hours and flirting on Lit, it’s to be sat up on my granite counter top, eaten out thoroughly and then be fucked so well. Legs wrapped around his back, deep and hard, my arms behind me on the counter for leverage...him feasting on my tits...screaming my orgasm as he fills my cunt with his cum...then turn sideways and hang my head over the counter to have him fuck my face for my treat and to clean his cock...

Cudos to the ‘Muffin Man’

 

[1DarkNightOwl]

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I've heard of people havng fantasies about a P, this is a new one.