Category Archives: Fantasies

Sex Professor: CC’s International E-mail Sex Fantasy

0004CC is a bold young woman living in Los Angeles. She wrote in asking for a monthly dare, and here’s her response to her most recent experiment from Mr. X.

Mr. X,

I’ve spent two weeks nervously scanning through my list of e-mail contacts, studiously avoiding his name. I knew from the moment you gave me this challenge just what I’d say, and to whom, yet writing it all down and sending it off has been more difficult than I’d ever imagined. The cover of anonymity is the only thing that allowed me to finally push through the anxiety, to type out what has been on my mind for years, and to send it off. Continue reading Sex Professor: CC’s International E-mail Sex Fantasy

Anyone: CC’s Fantasy Experiment

0003CC is a bold young woman living in Los Angeles. She wrote in asking for a monthly dare, and here’s her response to her most recent experiment from Mr. X.

Dear Mr. X,

Your challenge this month kept me up at night, with wild thoughts running endlessly through my head. My fantasy crystallized in my mind the more I imagined it, and my fingers found themselves between my legs more than once. Continue reading Anyone: CC’s Fantasy Experiment

“Suck”: SS’s Fantasy Experiment

0019Sweet Soumise is an adventurous young woman living in Paris. She wrote in asking for a monthly dare, and here’s her response to her most recent experiment from Mr. X.

Dear Mr. X,

What a treat to explore this way! I couldn’t wait to close my eyes and picture my favorite fantasy. I love the word you used, “urgent.” But then, the very day you posted my response to the last dare, the unexpected happened here in Paris. For a long time, I couldn’t access my fantasies; my imagination couldn’t find the path back to that sort of excitement. I wanted desperately to feel, but I was numb.

Then, slowly, I found my way back. My heart and my head connected again, and soon after came the rest of me. Thank you for the impetus to find my way back to myself. Continue reading “Suck”: SS’s Fantasy Experiment

Friday Fantasy: Cyclocross Sex

cyclocrossHere’s a dirty cycling fantasy from reader ellariasand, which includes this sentence – “I might not be the best at off-camber handling, but I can still navigate other types of curves.” – and then gets really, really hot. Let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

Almost a year since the original bicycle experiment, I’ve found a new object of lust. Odds of ensnaring him are rather low, but he is rather flirtatious online and has a reputation of being a bit of a heartbreaker.

I’m getting ahead of myself.

After a few drinks with some of my bike shop friends, I somehow agreed to join the shop’s cyclocross team. Of course, I had no idea what this agreement meant, but let me just say that cyclocross is a level of pain/crazy reserved only for the most masochistic. Ride as hard as possible in short intervals, but with the stamina to last the full race and maneuver around tricky curves…. Yeah, you see where I’m going with this. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Cyclocross Sex

Friday Fantasy: Tasting Her

0021Here’s a tasty pickup fantasy (fantasy?) from reader Adam. Let him know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

I was beginning to tire of my trips to Vancouver to oversee the turnaround of one of my business units. I love the city, but the work was prohibiting my enjoyment of it. Normally, after a long day and a seemingly longer dinner, I would simply go back to my hotel room and crash. However, on this night something was drawing me out. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I decided to go with it.

After freshening up in my hotel room, I ventured out into the early night. I left my suit on, but ditched the tie. The sun had set, but it was a nice, warm autumn night. I paused for a moment to take in the magnificent view of the mountains that surround the city. I found what appeared to be a hip looking bar one block from my hotel. I settled into a spot at the center of the bar, ordered a pint of one the city’s great local brews and glanced up toward the array of televisions above, hoping that a game of some sort would catch my attention. The crowd was lively but not rowdy for a Thursday. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Tasting Her

Friday Fantasy: Volleyballing

Shower nudeHere’s a filthy erotic volleyball fantasy from reader andrewflemming, posted recently in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let him know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

We had just finished our final game of volleyball. Despite being 6’4″, I was absolutely miserable at it; I had the jumping capability of an orca and all the coordination of a blind Schnauzer. However, even though I had been put to shame by my friends, I’d still had an absolute blast: eventually I just gave up trying and accepted that all I knew how to do in volleyball was make a fool out of myself. So I did. I joked around, flopped on the ground, and performed all sorts of ridiculous maneuvers to try and get her to notice me.

The ”her” in question was Amber, a gorgeous blond who was a volleyball pro at my high school. Although her volleyball friends had no patience for my antics, she laughed at them, and I flushed at the thought of her noticing me. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Volleyballing

Friday Fantasy: The scream that had been there from the start

Naked sidewalkHere’s a hard-edged cafe fantasy with a technological twist from sexy reader lake, posted recently in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

Sitting at a bar stool in a café. Watching the drone of New Yorkers walk by through the window one foot in front of her face, she is feeling bored. She is feeling irreverent and disconnected. She needs a distraction. She straightens her back and lets her knees fall open. Her skirt is far too short to make this decent. It seems like an impossibly long time before she sees someone make the first double take. He keeps walking, and she smirks and mumbles to herself, “Lemming.” There are others that follow, various versions of the same thing.

Then there is Charles. Unlike the others he’s not in a suit or even a dress shirt. He is all European casual, and when he notices her, his face lights up, his pace and his stride shift, and he meets her eyes. She grins a positively devilish grin; he is aglow as he walks straight towards her. He presses his hands against the glass and pretends to swoon. She laughs out loud and gives him a real smile this time, a happy, amused, ‘thank God you’re making this interesting’ smile. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: The scream that had been there from the start

Friday Fantasy: Adding Lexi

nude-on-bedHere’s a brave and erotic threesome fantasy from sexy reader Mallory, posted recently in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

It figured that when I finally got to live out my top-of-the-list fantasy, my flight was delayed.

It was after two in the morning when I arrived at the hotel. I quietly entered the one bedroom suite. Exhausted slumber filled the stillness. The inner bathroom light gave a slight illumination as my eyes adjusted and focused on the familiar nude body of my husband, Paul, spooning the petite, lithe body. Her head tucked under his chin. Clothes strewn about. Their bodies glued together, until Paul’s low little snore shifted him. I watched the motion of his arm as his hand kneaded her breast briefly before it traveled down the line of her torso, dipped into the valley of her waist, raised to caress the curve of her hip. They shifted together slightly until his mouth rested on the top of her head and his hand moved over the crest of her butt cheek. My breathing paused as she pulled closer to him in response to his touch and the weightless, slow motion with which his hand stroked and caressed her skin, firing off those sensory afferents. As familiar as I was with Paul’s touch, seeing him touch her skin drugged my own sensations, and arousal. His touch, oh his touch. His skin would be barely in contact with me, and I would be whimpering with wanting him deep inside me. Seeing him touch her, his palm gliding over her taut, radiant skin, his body wrapping hers with his heat. It was like he was fucking through me to get to her. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Adding Lexi

Friday Fantasy: Erotic Library

Erotic Library poseHere’s an erotic library fantasy with twist from sexy reader MrTinkertoys, posted this week in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let him know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

The fog had not quite given up its grip on the dew soaked ground of the university campus. It took me back to days when I had been studying there. I had come for a cup of coffee and to catch up with a friend who had taken a faculty position.

As I waited for my friend at the cafe outside the main entrance to the library, I watched the ebb and flow of students as they made their way in and out of the library. Some would stop and grab a cup on their way to their first classes, needing a quick pick up for themselves before a long day of research and study. They would be back in a few hours for more. I always was. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Erotic Library

Friday Fantasy: Dressing Down

Two lesbians with large breasts play in a dressing roomHere’s a dressing room fantasy with a little domination thrown in from sexy reader Mallory, posted this week in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

I have been waiting at the restaurant for about five minutes when my statuesque friend Meredith makes her entrance, causing the usual stirs and stares. We see each a few times a year. After we sit down and get some drinks, instead of the usual catching up she starts in on her campaign to recruit me to do a boudoir photo shoot with her. She looks at me with those big, innocent green eyes and pleads with me: “Come on, Mal. You’re the only one I know brave enough to do this, and I need the support. I really want to do this for Sam’s Christmas present. We can go on a shopping spree, get whatever you want, it’ll be on me. Then we can get all made up, dressed up, and get our pictures taken. I bet Adam would love seeing you as a pinup girl, too.” Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Dressing Down