Your very own sexual fantasy

I guess I'll start with mine:

"I am on the bus on my way to work and am running late. I call up my boss and she's cool with it and right after that, Yesenia calls. That bitch that I fucked, I told her I would fuck her in the ass the last time I saw her l and came on her.

Right when she calls me, I am shocked but at the same time excited and my boner gets fucking hard. Not knowing how to react, I go "hi... How are you...?" She proceeds to go "it's been a while John and I am doing fine! What's up with you?" Fast forward in our conversation and she goes "remember that night? Not a day has gone by where I have forgotten that night." Let’s do it again..." I'm nervous as fuck and say "yeah, ummm sure. After work, I'm down to see you and hang out".

After work I take the bus up to her place and we talk for a bit. All tired I am, I lay on her bed and then she jumps on her bed beside me and starts touching my dick. I wanna resist but I let her touch my dick and let her stroke it in and out. She goes and says "drop those pants sexy. I can see that big ass with those tight jeans you got on." I slowly drop down my pants, shaking that ass and then I drop my boxers filled with hearts. I jump on her bed again, yawning, and she strokes my dick while I feel her big tits. I unzip her pink hoodie and see continue to fondle her tits. She wears her pink tank top and I put my hand under her shirt, under her bra, and I play with her nipples. I rub my hard thick cock on her ass and dry hump her ass. She’s got those Pink Victoria Secret pants on and I give her a loud ass spanking. She pulls down her pant and her thong down to the ground. I shove my hard fucking boner straight into her ass and grab her tits from behind and kiss her head from behind. I thrust my dick into her ass so hard she screams telling me: "FUCK MY ASS UP!!!!!!!" I keep cuddling her body close to mine and thrust my dick up her ass until I'm ready to cum in her ass and I nibble on her ear and tugg that ear as my climax reaches its peak and I thrust my fat ass body onto her sexual body."

Now it doesn't have to be this long and does not have to be in story format, like what I have here but just something that captures what you would do with someone. Have fun.

Think of it this way, how would you go about directing your own porn scene? Think about that as you are writing this.

P.S., please also let me know how this story is and see if you could outwit this one!

This is 'going down' well! (<<<<pun)

the story font is annoying.

Indie said:the story font is annoying.

Really, I can't even read it, it is like one big black blurry box!

Well... None of my fantasies are from 'the direction of porn movies' and I certainly wasn't thinking about the tackiness of porn when I wrote this, but it is a fantasy, so I'm entering it.


Covetous.

The room is in its twilight drapery.  

Her musky scent permeates
whatever light is left at this hour
my imagination runs from nought to explode
as I hear the click of well heeled shoes
against the wood floor.  

I kneel before her
jaded and benign,
my stare ascends her like a giant
from a child that looks spellbound from the ground;
And she doesn't even know how much
she turns me on.  
She will never know that in the throng
of pure chaos she is my anchor,
steadfast and dominant.  
Proud.
The dark tower in which many a fool
dared to climb to claim
a perfect princess.  

She nods with a stern undertone
that makes me weak;  
She points her polished feet towards me
and I embrace them like a lover
and wearing darkness as my only cover  
I lick them clean,
the slow glide of my tongue
against the slippery sheen
of those well heeled shoes.  

Her soft moans arise
as my lips touch the skin of her legs,
my hands caressing her thighs,
pure worship of the beauty that resides
so effortlessly in your aura,
and when you pull me to my feet,
when your ravenous hands find flesh
and push me back until the walls claim sanctuary,
I crave the desperation of your tongue
I burn for you to hold my fists above my head
and make me beg for you until the first rays of the sun,
my body,
hard and vulnerable against your mastery
over
and over again
until you break me.

You kiss me like it's the last time
you will inhale my breath against your lips
you scratch until the blood comes,
your hand prints stamping memories
upon my female flesh
I pray for the throbbing release of mercy
to wash over me
again
and again
and again

Until the end.
When i am a woman
who is simply broken,
and you
are my perfect salvation
to lend.

i agree

with the fot i mean

font*

i had wrote this one for another competition but i will write another for this competition

-Glorious-
i walk in mad as hell slamming the door
i hate life its a pain in the ass

my girlfriend comes out of the kitchen
she is so beautiful
she kisses me
and i focus my anger into passsion

i push her up against the wall
she slides her hands under my shirt, and up my chest pushing my shirt of my head and onto the floor
her hands are so warm agains my cool skin
its glorious

i slide my hands down her sides, downs her hips
down to her ass
i forgot how much i had missed that ass
my hand continue to inch down her legs
i am taking this slow and steady
enjoying it

i finally reach the edge of her black satin skirt
i yank it up to her waist
i run my cool hands up her body causing her skin to quiver
i unbutton her blouse, stripping it off of her beautifully tan skin
i pick her up still kissing her and lay her on the bed

on top of her i take off her black bra
i inch the kisses doen her neck to her collarbone
i keep lowering my kisses to her breasts
man i love her breasts, round, beautiful
they dont sag in the least

i keep inching down to her stomach
i kiss the edge of here thong
slide my fingers under it
and start to pull it down
she arches her back to help me out

i bury my face in her clit and grab her breasts
she screaming with pleasure instantly
its glorious

within seconds she orgasms twice in my mouth
i take her to the edge for yet another orgasm but then i back off
i slide myself up and kiss her again
she unbuttons my pants, i stand up and take them off the rest of the way
she gets down on her knees pulls down my boxers and deep throats my dick

i only give her precum and its agonizing
i tell her to stand up
i turn her around and jab my dick right into her clit
her muscles like iron
its glorious

she is screaming with pleasure
with each scream i build up speed
she orgasms just before i do
i slide my dick out of her pussy
she turns around and kisses me

she is so beautiful
she is so glorious

Not bad Greek Myth Geek and Missy.

Everyone else, I have listened to your concerns and have changed the font. Keep in mind this my first time doing this. >.<

The Bull

This visceral meeting was exactly what was needed
to refill the tanks  
to refuel the ego
to re-feel the sweet disgrace
Then to put it back into its place
To get back that animal attack of instinct felt to be missing  
Wet, glistening, spent from chasing hunger
The creature is returned to his bed of coarse hair matted with drying fluids
and moistened sheets of pouch-folded cotton
 
Now tucked away, its general mood is one of dissent
And descent from the heights once tasted
Pulsing with the heart beat of the guise of higher purpose
Satisfaction
The cognitive retraction of the little lies used to part the thighs  
Force-feeding her his desires
Implied affection
The drive was directed
Here, this beast reclaims its reins from God
"None greater than I!"  
They both scream at the sky in turn
Most likely him, then them, and surely, her
 
The probes are engaged beforehand
Or with hands
Thick fingers find the fissure
Coaxing out with rapid pressure
Subdual through a wide-eyed gasped reply
Crashing waves into sand-sculpture pride
In all that is left behind
Empty spaces chained to mind
Chaos theory butterflies riding storms in distant skies
 
Putting him within and her before him
Hot gliding friction  
The red tendril trades with suction
Minora and Majora
Mingled with northern cousins come to visit
Pressed vacuum keeps nectar churning
Honey gathered venom of a serpent  
Flesh searching for a warm and welcoming den  
To burrow and come more to life again and again and again  
Through this sacred opening
 
Each time the same
Arms wrapped
Fingers grasping
Hands gripping for some advantage  
Muscles taut pulling bodies into contortion  
Hot crystal beads  
Bending light as they are forming
Along the contours of her canvas
And the shadows of her retractions
Astride this axis of exertion  
Efforts pulling shores and mountains into torsion
 
Seeping gasps between teeth and a pleading in the eyes
Shattered, shaking body still gripping with her thighs
Natural gifts bestowed
This holiday has now come to a close
‘The Bull’ marches away
Her pride and dignity gored upon its horns
Sacrificed by the hierophants of both sides
As she lays in new humility
Fluid pools around her frame  
Forming outlines like a murder scene
Where once there was a bird, a strutting phoenix lit aflame
With heated plumage born anew  
Convulsing body
Dilated eyes
Soul escaping, exchanging, for what now is coming through
 
The Bull, he broke her spirit
She begged for more but he was already too far away to hear it
I just wish that could be me
To tame her
To break her
To rape her of her individuality
To wake her from her dream in which she is greater than me
Well if I cannot be the master that she needs
I will invite The Bull back  
To drag her to her knees

[font=Verdana]Fantasy

Only lust devoured you inside my aching head,
savage man beast from the swamp.
You like good music, clothes and food,
smoke marijuana, read Tolstoy,
but for what my loins demand is not a want but need
you are unintelligent. Just your cock engages me,
lengthening at touch's voice. Your torso is covered
in mud, hair and nipples breaking through.
I swallow you whole on the dirty wet bank as,
learning language suddenly, roaring at the distant sun
in notes of confused ecstacy, all pleasure gathered
at your groin, you fill my throat like a vase.

I have so many fantasies! Lol. But I think I will share just the most recent one I wrote about. Since I am Transgender, it is from that unqiue perspective. I call it: Girls' Night

“Girls’ Night”

A Transgender Love Affair

To look at us, all you would see are two girls sitting by the warm fireplace. My hair is long and black, and hers is short and a rich honey blonde. I am wearing a pair of full, black harem-style pants like an Arabian princess out of a fairy tale… complemented by a blood red blouse belted a the waist with a black sash tied in a pretty ribbon at my side. My lips are adorned with black lipstick, and my blue eyes reflect the glow of the fire before us. My lover, for that what she is, has curly hair… whereas mine is straight. She wears a brown peasant-style skirt, long and flowing down to her feet… and to go with it she wears a white peasant blouse with billowing sleeves that reach her elbows. Her lips have no adornment, unlike mine… but they are lovely, and need no adornment to enhance that loveliness. She whispers to me: “My love, is not the fire warm and nice? Does it not make your body sweat and tingle with excitement!” and I confess to her that it does. She then reaches her hand down between my legs and begins to caress my penis through the soft fabric of my pants and undergarments. It grows so very hard, and she smiles! She kisses my face, raining kisses upon it whilst she plays with me. I am pinioned between the two pleasures, my blood rushing and my heart racing. I can feel her eager hands running across my thighs here and there, and caressing me between my legs… and soon her kisses become rapture to me. I reach out and caress her beautiful face, running my fingers through her hair, through those beautiful honeyed curls. She giggles, and she begins to fumble with the drawstring of my pants, undoing it. I sit up and wrap my arms around her, holding her tight as we kiss passionately, our tongues playing about in one another’s mouths. I reach between her legs, and I can feel she too is getting hard for me. You see, we both were born as men but live as women. Our bodies are smooth and without hair, as are our beautiful, feminine faces. We would never be mistaken for men, but we knew what our birth genders were. Transgender Women they call us, of the non-op variety. But we were women regardless of any labels of society’s devising! Women’s hearts beat in our breasts, and women’s passions too. I begin to caress her penis, stroking it beneath the soft, so very soft skirt she wore. Beneath the white bloomers she wore beneath it. “I am so hard for you.” She said to me, and she pulled my pants off of me, feeling my penis beneath the black silk bloomers I wore as undergarments. She moved it rhythmically, up and down, in her hand… and the sensation was magical. I put one of my hands up her skirt, and went to work on her in the same way. We sighed and moaned together, each reaching a point of frenzy. She then moved my hand and quietly said: “What a moment! I will pleasure you, first. Then, you can pleasure me.” She pulled my bloomers down and straddled me, going down and sliding her mouth over my penis, sucking and kissing whilst moving her hand in that wonderful rhythm up and down, whilst it went in and out of her mouth. I could feel her wet tongue upon it, licking and sucking until finally I could take no more and I reached my climax. She swallowed with glee then laid on her back next to me, allowing me to lift up her skirt and remove those soft, white undergarments of hers. I ran my hand up and down the length of her shaft, and she moaned once again. Slowly at first, I moved my hand, and then faster. She was hard, and dripping with excitement as I licked at the head of her penis playfully with my tongue. “Oh, that is what I like!” she exclaimed, and she grabbed my hair as I moved my mouth up and down the length of her most intimate part. Sucking, licking, and moving it for her as she had done for me… with skillful rhythm! I felt her climax into my mouth, and I too swallowed. I could do no less than my lover, after all. We lay in one another’s arms for a time thereafter, as hours passed blissfully. “I love you so much!” I said to her, whilst I played a bit with the curls of her hair. I found myself growing hard for her again, and she turned over for me, lifting up a ways and spreading her legs, thus allowing me to enter her ample buttocks. I had never done this before, but passion moved me to perfection as I moved in and out of her splendid rear. She moaned and sighed, and gasped as I grew harder and wetter the more we moved together. My hands grasped her hips, and I felt a great rush overtake me as I took my love with such great and fierce devotion that only one in love as well as lust can know. I felt myself bursting with pleasure inside of her, and when it was through she turned unto her back again and we kissed anew whilst she gently stroked my still hard penis with her hand. “I love you, my princess!” she said to me, and outside I thought I heard the rain begin to gently fall. It was in the distance, and when at last we would lie down to sleep, it would surely lull us off to whatever heavens awaited us in such a state. We slept together, at last, on a pile of black fur blankets before the fading embers of the hearth, holding each other in one another’s arms all throughout the night. And when at last we did in fact dream, we dreamed only dreams of love. Dreams that were no match for the passionate love we had just demonstrated.

Indie said:the story font is annoying.

Miss Indie oh how I love your raw nature..