The-Clitoris.com: Shared Female Sexual Fantasies - Volume 6: Women Reveal Their Secret Sexual Thoughts

Little Miss Sunshine #1

Note: The following was submitted as a shared sexual experience but reads more like a fantasy.

Today as I was randomly surfing the Web, I came across this site..though I may not be 100% sure how..but I found it. I saw the link and thought "hey, maybe there's something interesting on here that I could learn about."

And that happened to be the case I looked around the site and skimmed a few articles and learned a few different things I didn't even think about before. It has opened up my eyes to what I didn't even know about what my own body is capable of,and it's really fascinating.

I lost my virginity at the age of 15 and yes it was painful, but it was almost worth it... not quite because I always thought it was going a bit more exciting than a deer stand tower in the middle of the woods... since then I have had a few experiences. Some more pleasant than others, obviously. There is something interesting about the experiences I have read so far.

Many women talk about masturbation and their experiences with it... and I think that there's nothing wrong with it of course, just that if you like it you do, and if you don't you don't it's pretty much that simple.

I have experimented from time to time and I do enjoy masturbation every so often, and that I don't understand why it took me so long to allow myself to enjoy it and permit myself to do so.

I used to think of myself as a heterosexual and that another female could never turn me on whatsoever, but that is no longer true.

A few months ago, second semester of my junior year, I lived in California (my native state) for a while with my grandparents. There, at the high school was someone who completely changed my perspective on my real sexuality, I feel, was for the better.

She was a girl I became good friends with, and I realized after a while I was really attracted to her. Then my 1st encounter with girl experimentation started.

One day when she was over at my house we were downstairs just hanging out and talking...

Then she looked into my eyes and kissed me.. One of those really sweet kisses that has just a bit of tongue and I will admit it was strangely romantic and a major turn-on.

After that things got a bit heavier. Clothes gradually came off as we were kissing and sucking on each others tongues and stroking her tongue with mine and vice versa. Then the next thing I knew, we were both completely naked, and she had the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen on another female. It wasn't because of their size (DD by the way) it was because they were so soft and round. Her nipples and areolas were so pink and lovely, I wanted to touch her all over so badly! Then she had me lay down on the bed in the room we were in the basement. After I laid down, she got on top of me, and started kissing me and biting my neck. She worked her way down to my breasts and started to grab them and gently pinch the nipples until they were hard, and she began to flick her tongue over them and run them around the areolas. As she grabbed the one she wasn't sucking and licking. I was already quite turned on at this point and realized the pleasure was just beginning. She got off of me and spread my legs open and with just one finger she started to run it across the lips of my pussy. After about 10 minutes of doing that she put a finger in, going in and out slowly and rotating it inside of me just brushing it lightly on my clit. Then once I was a bit more stimulated she put another finger in and continued to excite me in a way I didn't think possible.

She took her fingers out of me then put her tongue inside of me, going in and out of me and licking up my cum as she gave me an orgasm. After that she had her tongue and her finger go inside of me rubbing my clit as she went in and out of me, and it felt so good! I couldn't believe it, and what neither of us would think of was that I started bucking with my hips and grinding my sex into her mouth. Oh my goodness I could not believe the way I felt when I orgasmed. My legs felt like Jell-o and I looked at where I came and the sheets were soaked.

Because of her and our many encounters after that I've been more and more willing to experiment with many things and she expanded my horizons in a way I didn't think possible. Without my experience with her, I think that I would still be unwilling to explore. I still talk to her quite often even though I have moved to a different state, our friendship still remains.

Little Miss Sunshine #2

*Slumber Party*

I'm at a slumber party with several girls and at first it's innocent. Until the parents go to bed... Then we all remove our our nightgowns to reveal nothing but short see-through lingerie dresses and g-strings. And through the dresses you can see everyone's nipples, so beautiful soft and pink. The room's a little cold so our nipples are just a bit hard. We all sit around in a circle to play spin-the-bottle/7 minutes in heaven to warm things up. It's my turn to spin/go and I end up with the girl who I've been wanting to touch all night. The way she looks at me so shyly makes me wonder. We go into the closet, and shut the door, and we remove everything but the g-strings. She starts to lick my nipples as I put my hand between her legs and feel how wet and warm she is and I put 2 fingers inside of her and I hear her breathing harder and start moaning as she bucks and thrusts herself against my hand. Then time to come out of the closet and everyone else is naked now as we remove our g-strings and continue what we were doing. I lay down with the girl and continue to rub her beautiful clit as a girl walks up and starts to lick her and lick my fingers making her moan even more.

As this happens someone walks up to me and starts to rub my clit making me wet while she licks me and she grabs onto my hips to pull me towards her more as I start bucking against her face and moan as my cum soaks her face. Then she gets a vibrator out and starts to use it on me and lick me as I cum more and moan even louder as 3 more girls join in, 2 of them licking sucking and biting my already hard nipples. We all begin moaning and cumming all over each other. I'm surprised the parents didn't wake up.

As this continues...the girl's cousin and his friends "accidentally" walk-in on our games. Well they begin to take off their clothes and are sitting there naked watching us...they get very aroused and for one night they all say we all jerk-off and we might as well watch live action and jerk-off to it. And so sitting in different places all around us they get a good view of what's going on, and jerk harder until they moan and cum.

Then each guy takes one of us girls and starts pleasuring us all over again...and then every time one of us has a slumber party...something like that is likely to happen.

Anonymous

My fantasy as I was in high school was with my gym teacher. I was always his favorite, and even though he seemed to pay special attention to me, my only sexual experiences with him are in my own mind, usually late at night while I pleasured myself.

He was a young, very built man, with a temper that always turned me on. His office, being right across the hallway from the girls change room seemed a convenient place to walk by after gym class, sweaty and wearing revealing shorts. While running laps one day, I gave him a warm smile, and he smiled back keeping his gaze on me for more than just a few seconds. After being dismissed to change, I walked toward the showers but at the last minute followed him into his office instead.

"Mr. Regan, can I talk to you?" I ask while I once again notice his muscular body, and the door closes slowly behind us.

He turns around and smiles, and I see his eyes sweep over my body. "Of course, Anne."

As I begin to tell him what a good teacher he has been, and every kind of conversation I can muster up, he walks closer and closer until I can almost feel his breath.

"You're a wonderful student too," he says as his hand travels to my lower back, and he pulls me close. "and I'm happy to...see you try so hard in my classes."

Him being so close is making me so hot, and I can feel myself getting wetter. I realize he feels the same as he pulls me even closer against his erection underneath his sweat pants. His mouth meets mine, and soon our tongues are swirling together, as we kiss passionately. My hand travels to the bulge in he pants and his shirt quickly comes off, revealing perfect abs and a manly chest. My little hands explore his upper body, my fingers running over his nipples, all the while we are staring into each other's eyes knowing exactly what each of us want. He pulls my shirt over my head, and his hands move up my back to unclip my bra, and soon my bare nipples graze against his front. His hands find my breasts and he pushes them together and leans in to taste them. His tongue on my hard nipple makes me moan with pleasure as my head falls back, and my long dark hair falls down my back. He continues to pleasure me in this until I forcefully pull down his pants, wanting nothing more than to have his swollen, rock hard cock inside of me. Now totally naked, I sit him on a bench and slowly take off my shorts and panties as he watches me with a hungry look, while stroking himself. I walk over, and I am now so unbelievably turned on, that I an dripping down my legs. I mount myself onto him and he holds my hips as I slowly lower myself so that his head goes in just a bit, then I pull out, going a little further each time and teasing him horribly. I bite my lower lip and whisper, "I've been dreaming about this." into his ear, and soon we are thrusting so quickly, I think we are gonna break the bench. My moans turn from whimpers to almost screams, until I feel as if my whole body is about to shatter, and he blasts off inside of me. I collapse onto his chest and he strokes my hair and continues to kiss me slowly.

"Let's go again babe." he says, but before I can answer, the bell rings and i jump up, quickly dressing.

"Sorry Mr. Regan, maybe we can discuss the fitness day tomorrow" I say winking and smiling as I walk out the door joining my other classmates in the busy hall.

Adriana

There's this guy I can't possibly have but whom I can't drive out of my head either. Nor do I want to, the feeling's just too good and I know he's got the hots for me. Cheating on my man is not an option however, so I settled on the following fantasy:

My man and I are visiting friends. T is there as well, playing the piano. I love the sight of his fingers caressing the keys, but tonight he's somehow tense. I notice his right shoulder is moving awkwardly. Since I'm a professional massage therapist, I ask him what's wrong. After he tells me, I ask my man if he would mind my massaging T. He doesn't and our host shows us into the guestroom where there's a single bed, allowing me better access to my patient. T actually turns red when I ask him to take off his shirt.

"Just lie down, I'll see what I can do."

I warm the oil between my hands and watch his muscular back. How smooth his skin is! Then I kneel beside him and start working his shoulders, ever so gently. It feels so good to be able to touch him at last! Softly I blow on the back of his neck and he can't suppress a little sound of pleasure. As I expand my action radius, I notice his glutes tighten. O shit, I know what he's trying to hide!

"Don't worry," I say, "I don't mind."

"You don't?"

He wants to turn to look me in the face, but I push him back.

"In fact I'd love to lend a hand but you know I can't. Tell me about what you're thinking of to make up for my loss."
Ow, some fantasies he's having! His voice - always enough to make my knees go weak - lulls me into a kind of trance. While I keep massaging him, he gets me higher and higher; my juices run uncontrollably, my sight blurs and when I feel the telltale spasms from his pelvis I almost loose my footing. I can't help moaning softly. We both remain still for a while, then he rises and helps me get up, too. He kisses my cheek.

"Thanks. I badly needed that."

I stroke his hair.

"Anytime. Just tell me whenever your shoulder aches."

Anonymous

It is being tied up and being passed around so many guys with huge dicks.

Anonymous

Over and over my best friend is my fantasy. I never think about her sexually when I am not alone or in her company, but it is hard to think about / fantasize about anyone other than her. I am half asleep, lying in bed. From behind she crawls into the bed and caresses my back, slowly moving her hands over my side to my breasts, gently playing with my nipples, making me hot and sweaty. There is an element of danger in that we both have boyfriends and either one of them could walk in at any second. She is in control. She turns me over and puts her face in between my legs. She pulls at my breasts and rubs my clitoris. She wants me more and more but I want to let the moment last. "I want you - I want your juices all over me', she whispers and that's it, I can't wait. I scream and juices come out everywhere, I laugh and its lovely.

Anonymous

Hmmm, where do I begin?

I am a physics teacher at a high school in Washington, and I've had quite an interesting past considering the fact that nothing ever happens in this small town. I used to be married, but I got caught having an affair with another one of the teachers at the school. In addition to my divorce, my lover resigned, and I haven't been in a relationship since then. I haven't had sex since the last time with my lover either. I am in my early forties, and I haven't felt a cock inside me since I was 35.

Well, there is a boy in one of my classes who I just can't get over. His body is very toned and muscular, and he is a very hard worker. He gets straight A's. I assigned his seat at the front of the room so that I could sneak peeks at him from my desk. He always sits with his legs spread wide, and I always search his crotch for a bulge when he is focused on a worksheet or something. I've only noticed one once, but I wanted to go into the back room and masturbate right then and there. I was soooo horny and wet! And, being a hard worker, he is usually the last one to leave when the bell rings. He always gives me a cheery "see ya" on his way out. I always imagine him stopping at the door, closing it, locking it, and then coming back to make sweet love to me.

I'd like to share one of my favorite fantasies with him, but I will describe it in past tense because it makes it seem to me more like it actually happened.

A couple days ago, he was running late as usual. He scribbled down one last answer and then hurriedly stuffed his papers into his backpack. He then swung it effortlessly over his shoulder and strode toward the door. "See Ya!", he said. Just before he left, though, I said, "Wait, can you come back here for a minute? "Sure", he said, as he walked back into the room. "Can you shut the door please?" I asked. He shut the door quietly and walked back toward my desk. I knew we had plenty of time, because it was the end of the day. I didn't know what to say to start anything, so I just began talking to him about how I appreciate how hard he works in my class. I thought it was so cute how he was trying to be modest! While we were talking, I stood up and walked around the desk to him. Then, when I thought it was the perfect moment, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. (I had to stand on my toes to do this since he is six feet tall and I am only about 5'3")

I was scared then because I had no idea how he was going to respond. To my joyous surprise, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back. As soon I let him go, he slipped his backpack off and I took off my shoes. We then caressed and kissed again and I pulled him toward my desk. I keep my work space very tidy, so there was room for me to sit down and even lay back. I was wearing a dress that day, so all I had to do was pull it up. I told him to eat my pussy, and he was happy to oblige. He slipped off my panties and went down to his knees. He didn't start at my pussy, though. He licked the insides of my thighs first and then worked his way toward my pussy only to pull back at the last moment. It was teasing the hell out of me! At one point I couldn't take it anymore, so I reached down, grabbed his head, and shoved his face into my crotch. He tenderly parted my labia with his tongue and began trying to locate my vagina with his tongue. He was obviously inexperienced, so I had to guide him.

"A little lower" I said. "A little more, a li-" I couldn't speak because I was hit with such an intense wave of pleasure when he slid his tongue into my pussy. He began to fuck me with it until I orgasmed. It was better than I ever remembered. I had orgasmed a couple days ago from masturbating (I've been doing a lot of that over the years), but it didn't hold a candle to this. My juices came flowing out, and he slurped up every drop like it was a precious liquid. Before I even got a chance to calm down, he began licking my swollen clit over and over. He flicked his tongue across it until I couldn't take it any more. I could hardly suppress my screams. Then, he closed his lips around it and began to suck. That's when I had my second orgasm. At this point, I had both hands on the back of his head and I was shoving his face into my wet swollen pussy as hard as I could. This time, though, he gave me a chance to calm down.

I got up and then led him into the back room where there is a couch. I sat him down on the couch and slid his pants off while he removed his shirt. Then, when he was only in his boxers, I removed all of my clothes. He was amazed by the size of my breasts, which are DD's. After removing his boxers, I knelt down between his legs. I began to lick the head of his enormous cock, which was now rock hard and he began to moan. I hushed him and then kissed him on the lips. I didn't want anyone to hear us. Then, I returned to his cock, and put it in my mouth. I began taking in more and more with each stroke until my lips hit his balls. I had no idea that I could still deep throat a cock! Especially one that big. I kept sucking and letting it in and out so that my lips went from the head of his cock to his balls. I swirled my tongue around the bottom of his cock as I slid it in and out. I started slow, and then sped up, sucking harder and harder. The entire time, I was looking deep into his eyes with the sexiest expression I could manage with his cock half way down my throat. Eventually, he couldn't hold back anymore and he grabbed my head, shoving himself all the way in. I welcomed his cock deep into my throat as he ejaculated so deep that I barely had to swallow. My face turned bright red as I felt his warm semen run down my throat. After he came, I kept his cock all the way in until I was sure that I had swallowed every drop. Then, I let it out of my mouth and it flopped onto the couch, red from being sucked so hard and slimy with my saliva. I thought of how wonderfully lubricated it was and decided to let him make love to my breasts. At that point, I feared pregnancy and didn't plan on letting him enter my vagina. I lay down on the couch and told him to straddle my chest. Once he did, I pressed my large breasts around his cock and he began thrusting. I watched, fascinated, as the head of his cock peeped in and out from between my breasts. As the thrusting got faster, I squeezed my breasts together harder until he came. Right before he did, though, I let go of my breasts, tilted my head up, grabbed his ass with both hands, and shoved his cock down my throat again. Once again, I swallowed every sweet surge of his delicious, warm, and sticky cum.

I knew he wanted to fuck my pussy soooo badly, and I wanted it too. I didn't care if I got pregnant anymore. At this point, we were both sweating a lot and his body slid over mine as effortlessly as I imagined his cock would slide into my pussy. We were caressing and kissing with such passion, he was squeezing my breasts with such intensity, that I couldn't resist his cock. I needed it more than air. Since it was his first time, I assumed he wasn't very good at thrusting. And, I wanted to control the tempo, so laid him down on the bed and straddled him. I lined his cock up, and lowered myself onto it. I did it as slowly as I could so that we could savor the moment. The sensation of his cock entering me was phenomenal, since I hadn't felt one in seven years. His penis peeked in slightly, and then I let it back out. I slid the head in and out a couple of times before letting it glide in the rest of the way. I slid all the way down until his balls hit my ass. I loved the way his cock felt in my pussy. It was so warm and it filled me up completely. Then, just to tease him, I leaned forward, with his cock still inside me, and began kissing him softly. I pressed my hips down too so that he couldn't begin thrusting before I wanted him to. As my kisses became more passionate, I began to bounce my hips up and down a bit. Then, I leaned back and started all-out fucking him. I could tell by the look on his face that he was doing all he could to hold back. Finally, when he couldn't anymore, he grabbed my hips and thrust up into me, cumming deep inside me. I loved the feeling of his flowing semen in my pussy. I think he knew I didn't orgasm, though, because he rolled me over onto my back and took over. He slid his cock in again and I wrapped my arms and legs around him. I held on as tight as I could. He began thrusting faster and faster. I could feel the skin of his cock sliding in and out of my vagina. I was holding him tighter and tighter and I could feel my orgasm coming on when he messed up and his cock slid between my ass cheeks. He tried again and missed, sending his cock sliding between my labia. I loved the frustrated look on his face when he realized that he couldn't get it back in by himself! I let go of him and reached down to help him. I grabbed his cock tenderly and guided it into my hungry pussy. Then, he took off fucking me faster and faster. "Don't stop!, I whispered in his ear. "Don't ever stop!". Then, he lifted his head up and kissed me deeply while pounding the hell out of my wet swollen pussy. That's when I had the strongest orgasm of my life. While my body was going through a series of spasms, he continued to fuck me hard until he shoved it in as deep as he could one last time, spraying his seed deep into my womb. Then, we just lay there, orgasming together and sweating profusely. We still lay there with his cock still in me while he caressed me and played with my large breasts. Then, we both got up, got dressed, and kissed one last time before he left. I sat down at my desk and fell into the regular routine of grading homework, wondering what we would do the next day...

Anonymous

He's handcuffed to the bed. His naked form is sprawled out before me. I slowly crawl over his body, dipping down so that my nipples lightly graze his skin as I move toward his face. I kiss him gently at first, then pause to look him in the eyes. I smirk a little bit and bite my lip before moving in for a deep, passionate kiss. The kissing gets heated and I can feel him wanting more, but I pull away playfully. I'm the one who is leading this, and he will have to wait.

I begin lightly kissing his strong, masculine jaw and move down to his neck. My kisses continue slowly down his chest- my eyes gazing up at him, watching his face. He shudders when the tip of my tongue lightly traces his nipple. I keep moving down, getting closer and closer to his cock. He's watching me with anticipation. I'm watching him with satisfaction. I am in complete control of his sexual excitement, and I am going to show him how much of a sex goddess I am.

Once I've reached his shaft, I slowly trace the tip of my tongue down to the head. I lift his semi-hard penis and lick from his balls up to the tip of the head. I make little circles at the very tip before I lower my lips for a kiss. I then slowly press my lips down and feel his cock part its way into my mouth. He sighs with a mix of pleasure and relief. I begin sucking lightly, massaging him with my tongue. I gradually increase the intensity of the sucking, and massage the shaft with more pressure. He's moaning as I press his cock against the roof of my mouth, sucking so hard it almost hurts my mouth.

I reach a hand down to my cunt and feel the wonderfully warm wetness. I begin rubbing myself as I'm sucking him. My clit is very sensitive, and my entire cunt is throbbing. He moans loudly and begs me to un-cuff him. He pleads with me, saying he wants to cum inside my pussy and not inside my mouth. I decide to be merciful and let him go.

As soon as his hands are free, I suddenly find myself being thrown onto the bed, face down. He pulls my hips so that my ass is in the air, and he quickly thrusts his long, hard shaft inside of me. I gasp upon his entry, and grab at the bedsheets to hold on as he begins pounding into me. He's calling me a filthy, cock-teasing whore; telling me how much of a goddamn tease I am. He pounds harder and harder, slamming his cock so hard into me that I feel him hitting my cervix. I moan furiously, I tell him to fuck me harder- to show me how a real man fucks a woman. He agrees to the challenge. He pulls me up and pushes me against the wall. My breasts are pressed against the cold wall and my ass is back with my legs spread. He grabs hold of my hair and begins pounding into me once again. I feel myself reaching climax and I order him to fucking cum inside me. He places both hands on my hips and moans heavily as he pounds once, pauses, pounds again, pause, and pounds once more. My entire body is tensing with orgasm and I'm feeling his cum shoot into me. Our bodies are shaking and tensing uncontrollably until we feel ourselves calm down. We collapse on the bed, and I feel his cum begin dripping out of my very satisfied cunt.

Mollie

I've always dreamed of a white wedding, but not in the traditional sense. I like to imagine that it's the morning of my big day and I'm wearing a gorgeous fishtail dress which shows off all my curves perfectly. Then my chief bridesmaid comes in - not someone I know but a raunchy brunette with great legs and big fake tits, like something out of a porno. She's wearing an ankle length lilac dress which clings and silver pointy heels.

She comes over and tells me how fabulous I look and help me do up the dress and adjust it when her hands start to wander all over. I can tell she's getting excited when she gropes my boobs and breathes heavily in my ear. She then drops to her knees and hitches the tight dress around my bum before licking me out like I've never had before. Later, we rush down to the ceremony fashionably late and without the groom having any idea what's happened .

Michelle

When I was 18 or 19 I had a lesbian fantasy. This made me quite uneasy until I read what some of the other girls have written on here!

It involved a lady from our village - Sally - who does the Avon round. She's quite a bit older than me, maybe in her mid thirties and has two small children of her own, but she's so sexy! She has sexy red tousled hair and lovely green eyes and the friendliest smile.

One night I was touching myself in bed and caught myself thinking about her. She'd been round earlier to bring my mum's order wearing a tight yellow tee, jeans and black stiletto boots. I imagined that as she was sorting the things I leaned in and kissed her. She was shocked but kissed back so I lifted the tee over her head, leaving her ample boobs to bounce out in a plain black bra. I pushed her back onto the sofa and began kissing her all over. Then she began to resist as the thought of being caught by my parents or her husband finding out dawned. She asked me to stop, but I carried on kissing and licking her boobs. She pushed against me lightly, but I could tell she was enjoying it and pulled her jeans down and the black thong aside. She panted heavily as I licked her to orgasm and as she came her heels dug into the backs of my things.

The fantasy always ends with me wanting the favour returned, but the guilt forces her to pull the tee back on and leave quickly ;-)

Rachel - Age 26

I'm straight and get married this coming summer, but since I was in my mid teens I've had a lot of fantasies about other women. At my old job, I worked with a stunning woman called Lorraine, who I couldn't help but fantasize about! This is just one of them ...

I'm in the office ladies room checking my make up in the mirror when Lorraine comes in and starts doing the same at the next sink. As we're chatting she starts telling me how sexy I am. Then she comes over and stands just behind me, stops me from doing my mascara and begins lightly kissing my neck and fondling my boobs through my white blouse. When she puts her hand through my button holes and teases my nipples under my bra, I'm instantly horny and up for more, so she kisses me, hard and then lifts me up onto the surface and licks me out with one hand still inside my bra. I shudder to a huge orgasm within a minute, then we return to our desks, blushing!

Ginny

I couldn't believe it when I found this site. It was like a fantasy come true!! For a long time I have liked looking at other women and imagining them and wondering how they masturbate or if they do.

I know how one girl did it, because I got to see her. When I was 16, my parents both went to prison for embezzlement and I had to go live with my girlfriend's family. She was a year older than me but we were close friends and I kind of looked up to her too. She was pretty and more outgoing than me and all the guys liked her at school, but no one really noticed me because I was quiet and shy.

Well, when I moved in with her I lived in her room. Maybe because I was younger, she thought I didn't know about sex too much, (it wasn't talked about too much then as it is now) and I would notice her humping her hips ever so slightly. We would be studying or listening to the radio, or reading magazines, and I would just watch her discreetly as she humped her bed or her foot or something. It always started like this then she would go in the bathroom. After a few times of this, I decided to listen at the bathroom door and I heard the sexiest sounds I have ever heard.

First I always heard some juicy smacking noises for a while and then a loud buzzing noise, some very heavy breathing and then the buzzer would turn off. I heard her try to catch her breath, and then could hear her putting things away and cleaning up, flushing the toilet, etc. I would run back to our room and act like I was still reading. She would come in and flop onto her bed with a big sigh and look so relaxed and happy with rosy cheeks. I kind of knew what was up, but I really wanted to see what she did in the bathroom.

So I started checking the doorknob every time she went to the bathroom. It was always locked. I thought sooner or later she will forget to lock it and one night she did! I listend to the creamy noises, and when the loud buzzer turned on, I opened the door quietly and slowly, afraid she would hear my pounding heart! What I saw is the most sexy sight I have ever seen even to this day!

In the mirror, I saw her holding a pink electric shaver sideways on her pussy! Her skirt was down and her right hand was holding up her blouse half way up. She pressed the vibrating shaver against herself and kind of moved it around a little and then her body started to kind of shiver and buck. then she pulled her blouse up just abouve her nipples and it stayed there. Her right hand then went to the sink and held on for stability while she then shivered through a big orgasm!!!!! What I saw in the mirror was a beautiful young lady in total ecstasy her body and stomach spasming and her firm round breasts jiggling and her breathing hard her nipples changed color and shape and then she let go of the sink and pinched her nipples a few times before she pulled the shaver away and put her blouse back down that's when I closed the door and ran back to our room and I rubbed my pussy under my skirt and had my first BIG orgasm! Lovely memory!

Lilly-Anne

I sometimes fantasize about being the queen and mother of all demons. Deep in a forest we've met to discuss our attack on human world. I'm sitting on a throne dressed in a minimalistic outfit of red and black leather high above hunderets of my childeren. I'm pretending to listen to the plan of one of my sons, Karass, but instead I'm watching him intently, his curling dark hair, the red gleam in his eyes, bare broad chest... I stand up and walk purpusefully down from the throne to him. He stops talking and steps fearfully back. If I wanted, I could do anything to him and he knows, as he knows well how creative can my punishment be. But I'm not angry with him. I pull him closer to me and to my lips. We kiss, ignoring everybody else. I feel his desire rising. And not only his desire. His strong arms embracing me give me a sence of security. I steer us to a close tree against which I lean with my back. Then I untie his loin cloth and let him under my short skirt. I'm hardly aware that all the demons are watching, cheering. I scratch his back with my long fingernails and it's soon wet with sweat and blood while I can feel hot liquid flowing out of his bites on my neck. I just can't stop admiring his strenght with witch he gets deep into me and takes me higher and higher. I'm screaming something in my extasy, I no longer know where I am. The finnish is shared and grand. I slowly get down to earth again, sliding down the tree to sit down. I'm aching all over, but completely content. Besides, the wounds are staring to heal already. I smile at my lover, then take a look around and realize many of my childeren had took an example from us - and not just female and male demons. I take a while to wath things two demonesses nearby are doing with their tales while caressing each others breasts. Another pair of winged demons are doing an acrobatic act in the air. Watching all of them cause me to want more. I look at Karass and see that he's thinking exactly about the same thing.

Toni

I'm washing dishes and singing 'she's like the wind'. When all of a sudden, I feel hands grab my waist. I think it's Geo, my soon to be husband but I turn around and it is the Swayze himself!. Patrick Swayze puts his hands up my skirt and drags me to my bedroom. I try to protest but I am intrigued by his abdominal strength. He throws me on my bed and starts ripping off all my clothes. I scream in ecstacy and I grab at his fully molded chest. He unzips his pants and plunges into my depths, it feels so good but suddenly, Geo walks in! Everything is silent execpt for a small queef that squeeges out of my crevaces. Geo blinks twice but takes off his pants, revealing the giant snake he calls his penis. So here I am, taking it in the ass by Patrick Swayze while Geo fucks my tight pussy. geo whispers "Jazmine I love you so much" and I glare at him, "I'm Toni you jackass!" and I kick him out of the house. Luckily, Patrick Swayze has stayed behind, just as he is about to cum all over my wet pussy lips, he dies of pancreatic cancer. I stumble numbly to his now dead body, I kiss his lips gently and I leave the room.

Samantha

Well, when I fantasize it's usually my boyfriend or something. But what I usually fantasize about gets me of in seconds! I usually think Of the 3 hottest guys in the world, they could be the hottest guys I have ever seen or something or characters form a book that are insanely hott. Usually I'm making out with one of them why another is sucking and playing with my nipples (that's me but I pretend! ;D) They always switch so they each get a chance form my mouth to nipple. Then the hottest of the guys is eating me out and tasting my delicious juices!

Zoe

When I was about 17, I went on a school trip with my college to see the play A Midsummer Nights Dream in London. It was very tedious and we had the worst seats in the whole theatre. I was bored, and slightly horny so I slipped out of my seat and went to the toilet, took off my trousers and panties, and just rubbed and played for a while, and it cured my boredem. I was about 3 minutes away from cumming when I heard loads of people come into the toilets, it was the interval - so I quickly pulled up my pants and trousers and scuttled out of the loos.

When we all went back in i was so horny, i had been so close to the finishing line in the toilets before, and i had to try so hard not to just shove my hand down my pants and finish myself off. the play went on for another 2 hours, all the while my vagina was throbbing under my clothes luring me to touch it. i tried wiggling around in my seat, and i tried clenching like i was trying to stop myself peeing, but nothing was any good, i was so horny and couldnt even concentrate on the play properly. everything was a blur to me.

When they play finished we all walked down the street to our hotel, and went straight up to our rooms. I was sharing a room with three of my friends and there were two double beds in the room. We all changed into our pyjamas and got into our beds. I couldn't help myself, even though my best friend was in the bed with me, I had been horny for so long... I slowly slipped my hand down my pyjama bottoms until it reached my wet pulsating vagina. Letting out a slight moan I dipped my fingers in my juices and slowly caressed my clitorus untill I was about to cum. I quickly pulled my hand out as I felt my friend Emily next to me stiring, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. It had happened again, I'd been so close but had to stop!

Suddenly I felt a hand on my hand, my heart was racing as I felt Emily lean closer to me. "Don't stop" she whispered in my ear. She gently pushed my hand back down my pyjama bottoms. Surprised but eager, I went back to rubbing my clit, as thats how I usually get the best orgasms. Emily put her hand on mine and controlled it for me, rubbing, dipping, tweaking, brushing. then she climbed on top and straddled me. As I fingered myself she undid her pyjama top and slid off her bottoms revealing her toned shiny naked body. Throwing the covers off the bed, we romped, taking turns to finger each other, sucking each others nipples, eating each other out. Her tongue peircing caressing my clit sent me over the edge and I moaned loadly with pleasure by body shaking as she carried on, I orgasmed again, and again. I'd never had multiple orgams before and it was so euphoric, I bent down to return the favour and fingered her as I slowly massaged her clitoris with my tongue. Her softs moans got louder and louder until she had to bite hard on the duvet to stop herself waking the whole hotel with her screams. With our two other friends still fast asleep, we got up and slipped into the tiny shower, the hot water running down our entwined naked bodies, that had just been as wet, but from glistening sweat. We spent 10 minutes in the shower, just exploring eachothers bodies. When we emerged dripping wet in towels, Michelle and Amy were awake in their bed. As we walked over to them they unbuttoned their pyjamas and ...

Vikki - England

My fantasy involves me going for a job interview at this office. I arrive and make my way to reception and am greeted by a very dull, conservative looking woman, who looks at my outfit of low cut top and short skirt rather disapprovingly - making me wish I had worn something else. She then takes me to meet the person who will be conducting my interview and along comes the most beautiful, magnificent man I have ever seen in my life! He's almost certainly in his 40s and a dead ringer for Harrison Ford and even through his shirt you can tell he has an amazingly sexy body and suddenly im glad I decided to wear what I did! He shakes my hand and introduces himself in his deep, manly voice and he looks down at my body smiling appreciatively, letting his intense brown eyes linger on my tits for a few seconds before leading the way to his office. I sit opposite him at his desk, he starts by asking me the usual tedious questions, then slowly he starts asking things that are rather inappropriate for an interview, such as am I seeing anyone, what's my bra size etc, then he slowly stands up and walks towards the door, I get up and follow him, thinking the interview is over, but to my surprise he locks the door and closes the blind. He then tells me that the job is mine whatever I decide, I ask him what he means and he tells me that I am the most beautiful and stunningly sexy woman he has ever seen in his life and walks up to me, he gazes right into my eyes and runs his hands through my hair, suddenly I find my lips meeting his, he is an astounding kisser!. We stop kissing and start undressing each other slowly, he pulls my top off and I undo his shirt, then the rest comes off hastily and we are both standing there in nothing but our underwear, kissing again so much more passionately than before. I've never desired anyone more in my life. He undoes my bra and lets in fall to the floor exposing my tits, as he starts sucking and rubbing my nipples, I can feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I then kneel down and pull down his boxers to reveal a wonderful sight, the biggest cock I have ever seen! I put it in my mouth and start sucking and licking, I can feel him getting harder and harder in my mouth, after a while I cant stand it anymore, I just want his lovely cock inside me right now, he seems to read my mind and he stops me, turning to his desk and pushing some of the junk off it, he lifts me up onto it and lies me down, then he pulls off my knickers and spreads my legs wide, I suddenly feel his nice warm tongue in me, licking my clit, making me even wetter if that's possible! After a few minutes it becomes unbearable and I beg him to fuck me. He climbs on top of me finally he slides his enormous cock into my soaking wet pussy, such pleasure! He starts rhythmically thrusting in and out of me, but I ask him to fuck me even harder. I feel him even deeper inside shagging me harder and faster, my breath becomes shallow and heavy, I can feel the pressure building up when he suddenly stops, pulls me up of the desk and bends me over it, then he enters me from behind, plunging even deeper into my pussy, as he fucks me he puts his hands around me to caress my tits, the pressure builds up again until its almost intolerable, we are both moaning out loud with pleasure. After a while I can feel myself starting to cum, my whole body is shaking with the most intense pleasure I have ever felt and I'm screaming out his name, not caring who can hear me! when I've finished cumming, he takes his cock out of me, turns me around, im on the desk again and he cums all over my tits moaning really loud. He then lies next to me both of us panting heavily, our bodies drenched in sweat, I lie across his chest listening to his heart racing and I've never ever felt so satisfied. We lay there for a while and then get dressed, he unlocks his office and I walk out to a few disapproving looks from the staff, but I don't care one bit! I start working in a few days and we continue having great sex all the time!

Anna

For some reason thinking about guys having sex turns me on. I fantasize about guys giving each other blowjobs or rimming or anal sex and it really turns me on. I can think about other things but its never as good as when I think about the guys and its even hotter when I fantasize that the they are straight but are engaging in sex just to please me. I know, I have no idea why but it just does it for me. :)

Anonymous

I am in bed in my pajamas- pants long sleeve top, undies, bra sleeping. I hear my door open, soon I feel KW's warm body - he has just boxers + a top on. We sleep for 20 before the fun begins. My sheets are off..Naked KW is on top his huge dick hanging by my face. I reach out my tongue I suck. Soon my bra, top and pants are off. He starts to take off my wet undies his penis is smooth and silky. We keep doing sex for 15 hours.

Claire

I had my best guy friend over to watch a pay-per-view movie afterschool. My parents were out of town and my brother was at my cousin's house in Texas. We sat on the sofa, relaxed, touching just a little, and turned on the movie. Thirty minutes in, he moved slightly closer, so that his legs bumped into mine, trying to be inconspicuous. He did this several more times until his thighs were completely under me and I ended up on his lap. He normally wasn't shy but I could feel the heat radiating from his face and neck as I looked up at him. He was pretty tall compared to me; he was over 6 feet tall and I was just over 5 feet tall. I snuggled closer, my face on his chest and sighed deeply, so he would know I was enjoying this. He wrapped his long arms protectively around me and put his head in my long brown hair. I leaned back into him, then I turned so we could look at each other. He smiled slightly, his embarassment gone, and leaned down. He pressed his lips to my forehead, nose, and then my mouth. He kissed me with great strength hidden by his gentle touch. Then he slid his tongue into my mouth. I brought my tongue to his and I could feel his hot breaths grow more ragged, needing air. I did too, but that didn't matter to me then. I pulled away from him to take off my loose white shirt and jeans. He looked at me with concern, as if to question whether this was a good idea, but I saw an eagerness in his eyes that said the complete opposite. And I didn't dissagree with that. He pulled off his shirt and in buttoned his pants, letting them slide to the floor. His boxer shorts had a wonderful buldge in them and that made me so wet. I rubbed my clitoris through my panties while we kissed. We collapsed onto the couch, him on bottom and me on top, pressed tightly together. Then I sat up on him with him lying down but looking to see what I would do. I moved back, sitting I. His knees while my hands snaked up his legs. I took off his boxer shorts, furiously searching for the lovely bump in his boxers then without even looking I found it. He let out a low husky groan and tried to pull me down in him again but I resisted. I massaged the large cock with my thumb and pointer finger, then I led him to my loose fist. He grunted and a fierce look came about him that almost made me afraid. I almost stopped but he started bucking in and out of my fist faster and harder. My pussy was so wet that my panties felt heavy and started to droop. Then he stopped thrusting and jerked upwards. A long thick stream of hot cum spewed from his cock. Then he fell back on to the couch and I went with him, laying on his body again. I whispered I. His ear, "Your turn to take over." We stayed like that for a long fifteen minutes until he got up, holding me, and set me down on the couch first he got down on the floor and spread my legs wide. He ducked down and then I felt a wave of pleasure ripple through me. He licked my outer lips, spreading them open with his tongue. His tongue dipped in and out of my vagina, making me moan louder and louder. "Deeper, baby, deeper. I need you to go deeper." I pleaded. He did of course but it overwhelmed me. I cried out and tears came to my eyes. He mistook my reaction for pain and stopped, jumping up and holding me close. "You okay, babe? We can stop if you want. We don't have to do this." I looked at him with amazement and confusion, "Why did you stop?!" Then he got it and was back to eating me out, licking and sucking, going deeper and deeper. I my after five minutes I came bursting with clear fluids and he licked every drop. Then I took off the rest of my clothes and his too and we stared at each other's perfect body. Then, after kissing my hair, he kissed me deeply, an open mouth kiss without tongues, and leaned us back on the couch again, him on the bottom, me on the top. His large cock rubbed against my cunt, leaving me shivering and sighing. He poistioned me right above his cock and told me to try to ride it. Right when the head poked inside my vagina my hymen broke and there was a little blood, but not too much.I grunted with the pain mixed with pleasure and rode him harder and deeper, until my butt touched his balls. Then right when I was about to cum, he pushed my away and set me down on the couch first. He pounded me hard, his balls slapping me on the ass repeatedly. He then came fast and hard stright into my womb. I came soon after, screaming with the feeling. For the rest of the night we lay there on the couch sleeping together that night.

Anonymous

My Fantasy

I was hiking in the woods. My whole body is dripping with sweat and you can see my bra under my thin tank top. I'm wearing booty shorts and sandles. I come upon a fallen down tree and sit to rest. Suddenly a man appears behind me and shoots me with a taser gun. I pass out. I wake up hours later strapped to a bed with only my bra and panites on. Four men come in and surround the bed. One of the men was carrying a gun and sat down on a chair. The others just take off all their clothes. The man closet explains to me that if I scream I'm going to be shot and killed. The man talking to me gets on the bed and gets on top of me with a sick grin on his face. The other two sit on the couch against the wall. The man on top of me takes out a knife and cuts my bra and panties off. He sucks my nipples and starts to hump me. I just stare at the wall while his does his thing. The second man does the same. The third man got up to start banging me, but the man with the gun blocked his way. He made a motion with his head for them to get out. They all left. He said to me in his deep, beautiful voice:

"Don't worry. I'm better." He suddenly took off all of his clothes and traced my body with the barrel of his gun. I let out a moan and he got on top of me. He leaned in so close I can feel his breath on my neck. He passionatly started to suck on my neck. Continuing to suck he untied my hands I wrapped them around his neck. He pulled me up and untied my legs. I wrapped my legs around his manhood. He thrust into me so hard I thought I would die. The moment he came out of me I slithered down his body and sucked on his cock like there was no tomorrow. We continued to hump, bump, and love eachothers bodies. Then we left hand in hand.

Tigress

I've been crushing on this guy for about eight months now. I met him at work. He's from Russia and he's HOT. Well built body, blond hair, and blue eyes that gets me every time. We're actually friends and I haven't wanted to start anything because he has a girlfriend. But I think of him everyday. Here's my fantasy:

I'm alone at home. My parents have gone out and wont be back till 2am (I'm 18 by the way). Its around 10 pm and I'm watching a very erotic movie. I have red boy shorts on that flaunt my already big enough ass and a white sleeveless shirt with no bra underneath. I'm just starting the movie when I hear a knock on my door. I open it and there he is. He comes in shyly and asks if I wanna hang out. I say sure and we sit on the couch and begin watching the movie. A scene comes up where a girl is getting fingered by two guys and I instantly start to get wet. My nipples get hard and are now visible through my shirt, since I have no bra. I look over at him and he's got a huge boner. He looks at me and smiles and slowly leans over to kiss me. I moan and get wetter by the second. As we kiss his hands start to wander all over my body. He tugs down my top just enough to reveal my erect nipples and slowly kisses them. Then he runs his warm wet tongue and blows on them. I moan and sigh and almost come just from the stimulation. He gently runs his fingertips on my nipples and I'm pulling his hair in desperation. I pull his face up and start kissing him fiercely again. My boy shorts are dripping by this time. I rip off his shirt and he pulls his pants off. We kiss some more and his hand slowly finds its way to my cunt. He puts two fingers on my cunt and starts to massage my throbbing clit. I scream from the pleasure. With the other hand he's fondling my tits. I beg him to keep going and he thrusts his fingers into my vagina and tickles my g-spot. Oh god I'm screaming and cumming buckets. Then he lowers his face and runs his wet tongue over and over on my clit until I can't take it and I ejaculate all over his face. He moans and drinks up my juices. Now its my turn. I slip my hands into his boxers and slowly start stroking him. All this time he's had a huge boner and I gently take him, all of him, in my mouth and start sucking. He groans and says my name and I orgasm just from that. I play with the head, gently nibbling until he's begging me to let him inside me. So I straddle him, he checks to see if I'm wet enough, and I'm dripping baby. Now he teases me by rubbing the head of his penis on my clit and around my vagina. Until finally I can't take it and I grind on him. He thrusts deep and I let out a scream of pure ecstasy. He keeps thrusting deeper and deeper, all the time moaning and yelling my name. He thrusts until I cum again and then he pulls out and cums on my swollen tits. I scoop some of the cum on my hard nipples and rub it in. Then I lick it off. He now starts licking my nipples again and rubs my clit with his magical fingers. I orgasm one last time and we are both satisfied. We lay on my couch and just kiss. Then his girlfriend calls him and he has to go. I help him get dressed and stroke him gently which turns him on once again. He promises to come back and we kiss goodbye on my door step. The movie is long forgotten.

Sorry I didn't realize it was so long :)

Anonymous

((this is only a fantasy, this didn't really happen. This is merely a fetish of mine, I don't think its normal))

I was a little horny after seeing 'dirty dancing' on the television.

I went into my room to play around with myself for a few hours.

I walk into my room and towards the bookshelf, I look around suspiciously for any Peeping Toms and then cooly pull out a single red book that stood out from the collection of all my blue books. The bookcase makes a soft moan and opens inward, revealing a secret staircase leading to my dungeon.

I light a candle and descend down the steps. I approach a large wooden door and I fish for my key that had been cleverly hidden within the folds of my dress.

I hear a muffled whimper from the other side of the door, "Oh hush up Smitty" I mutter under my breath and I unlock the door.

I open the large oak door and I gaze at my collection of sex slaves but only one stood out from the rest, Smitty (formerly known as Bryce). Smitty was a bit of a rebel, he had tried to escape multiple times. I clucked my tongue as I saw Smitty half way out of the window.

"Silly Smitty" I grab him by the loincloth and drag him back to his post.

"Please Master," Smitty pleads, "not the rack!".

I tie Smitty onto the rack and prepare him for a night of pure bliss. I start by opening my pleasure box and I slip off my dress. I take out some anal beads and begin to place them into his ass, Smitty's back arches and he begins yelping like a dog. I go into my closet and take out Dolby, my house elf, Dolby proceeds to give Smitty a handjob as I bring out some more devices. I snap my fingers and Dolby begins to fist me, I scream in ecstacy and shove my foot in Smitty's face,

"LICK MY TOE SMITTY!" I demand. Smitty's face is contorted as he begins to devour my big toe. Dolby continues fisting me and I scream Smitty's name. I turn on the stereo and Phil Collins begins to play. I strap on a dildo and pump into Dolby's ass, singing the words of 'in the air tonight' with each thrust. At the drum solo of the song, I scream for Smitty to say my name and repeat it over and over. Suddenly, the door to my domain swings open, I stop in mid-thrust and look at my intruder. Lou, with his stump of a penis hanging flaccidly in between his plump legs. His rolls of heavenly lard hung shamelessly. Lou looks around in fear, his face grows from fear to confusion, "This isn't my dungeon" he scoffs. He grabs me anyway but I am crushed by his massive weight. "Too heavy!" I scream from under him but my screams are unheard. Smitty unlocks himself and makes his getaway out the halfway open window. My screams for help turn into screams of pleasure, Lou's penis now enters me. I am near orgasm and I can no longer take it. With one last queef, I am there. My body soars with pleasure and my mind is filled with images of Spiegalman, the man who owned the local carnival. I lay gasping for breath, Lou rolled off of me and left the room. I was alone.

Anonymous

Caution: Graphic Torture & Death

Well since a lot of my fantasies are rather sadistic I prefer not to tell most people.... because this site is confidential I feel that it would be healthy to do so. I really wonder if I am messed up in the head or what....... any way......

I have always loved the "bad" boys. I select one in the hall looking at him with my brown eyes. I seduce him, flirting, toying, but always leaving at the very last possible time, being in essence a cock tease. After seducing this bad boy who thinks I am a innocent angel I take him home to my apartment. I play a little rough, only adding to his arousal. I tie him up and start to tease him. He can't move so I can do what ever I want. I tie a noose around his neck and slowly tighten, as he dies his member swells. I put a rubber band around his rock hard dick, and kill him pulling out his throat, and fucking his dead cock I rock through orgasm after orgasm.......

Am I messed up?

Claire

I have lots of fantasies that I use when I'm masturbating...

My favourite is one where I'm in a gyno examination chair and I'm completely naked. My hands are tied and my legs are spread, my feet bound in stirrups. When the door opens, a man works in. He is completely unfamiliar. He tells me I have been a dirty girl and he needs to clean me. He douches me and it stings but feels good at the same time. Then he says he wants to see me have an orgasm. He teases me with his fingers on my pussy and on my breasts. Then he pulls out a vibrating dildo and plunges it into me until I orgasm. Cum flies everywhere and he wipes me out with a sponge, which of couse pleasures me anywhere.

"Okay," he says, pulling down his pants. "You're ready for penetration." He enters me and I scream with ecstasy.

Sammy

My favourite fantasy.

Me and my boyfriend are making out, his tongue in my mouth, he then moves his hand slowly to my breasts and undoes my bra and pulls my top off, then pulls my trousers of.

I am lying there with only my panties on and Davy is next to me with only his boxers on, I can see his erection.

He then slowly kisses down my body and takes my panties down.

I feel his tongue flicking on my clit, my breath is heavy and so is his.

He then swiftly inserts his penis inside me.

Both our breaths are heavy, he strides up and down, I feel him shoot his load inside me.

We then cuddle for the rest of the night

Anonymous

When I masturbate, most of the time I will fantasize about other women. I'm not really attracted to women, but thinking about someone of the same sex as me fingering me and licking me out just turns me on.

I also like to fantasize about one of my guy friends. And because I have a boyfriend, it makes my fantasies even more exciting because of the whole "forbidden fruit" if you will.

So I imagine that I'm at home alone, when said guy comes round. And we sit on the sofa and start chatting and suddenly out of nowhere, he kisses me. At first I try to resist, but I end up kissing him back. Then he puts his hand down inside my underwear and starts fingering me, and telling me I'm a dirty girl and if my boyfriend found out I'd be in trouble. Then I finish masturbating and moan his name :P

Rosemary Kent

I enjoyed seeing the fashions and talking to those in the trade, press colleagues, the talented dedicated makeup artists, hair stylists, and managers who make the fashions week successful. But, but, in truth, I really did like it feel was a private party for celebrities and very rich patrons. I felt like fashion week reality was in a different universe focus was not on the clothes and the business of fashion but just about celebrities at parties I will never be invited to, and who got to sit in the front row, and what they were wearing. Then I decided to concentrate more on modeling carrier of the rich and celebrated, and those who actually work the event. The runways shows ultimately influence about money, and power. The rich get the goodies and the attention.

The last day wear model was returning up the catwalk when the announcer introduced Lexi's eveningwear and I began my signature glide down the Plexiglas stage, my hands damp and my heart beating too fast. Subdued lighting made it possible for me to make eye contact with the audience, but that was the last thing I wanted. Still, I couldn't help subtly scanning the patrons seated in the ultra classy hotel, looking for signs that the tabloid stories had done their damage.

But this audience seemed just like all the others, their gazes fixed on my shocking white silk dress. I was halfway down the catwalk when my gaze snagged on a pair of green eyes. The look in those eyes caught me as effectively as if the woman's hands had closed over my shoulders and halted my mid-step. I did in fact stop, my body freezing with a blast of sensations totally alien to me with sensations that belied every one of the nasty headlines.

Drowning out the announcer's modulated voice the words reverberated through my head as I stepped out onto the catwalk. Had everyone in the audience seen their hands behind as I modeled clothes that only a woman extremely in touch with her own sexuality would wear?

When Twenty year old virgin pressed for sex, and supposed to be listed on lovers the length of yellow pages I've been unable to share my secret or my body with few speculate patrons, with a reputation for extravagant sex. It wasn't my fault that women who hadn't made it to first base had bragged about their home runs, but neither had I denied the rumors.

2. I began modeling

I began modeling, while my time on the runways and in front of the camera was short doing a variety of photo shoots. The only thing that made me feel better was some relationships with high society people. I have to get ready to face the world. Any outfits left so little of my body's secrets to exude palpable sexual heat burned simply standing in modeling dress. That the dress was in fact showing me off. Even though I did the best at the Miss New York competition, I was eliminated at last audition I was crushed for what I was not expected. No doubt about my figure looks bloody gorgeous. The color of new grass, they were set in a face as hard as granite and as sexy as sin.

When the announcer cued me to return up the catwalk shards of excitement speared my inner thighs at the thought.

It dipped to a V that ended right above my bottom, the white silk semi-transparent. I wore minimal undergarments if audience was looking closely enough, would see the shadow of my bottom cheeks and the outline of my legs beneath the fabric.

I felt exposed as if my body was more than a living mannequin, in my modeling career, used to show off a designer's creations. That the dress was in fact showing me.

Even though I did the best at Miss New York competition, I was crushed when I was eliminated for what I was not expected though I have an excellent portfolio at last audition, No doubt about my figure looks
bloody gorgeous. Shards of excitement speared my inner thought. Relief mixed with disappointment I decided to concentrate more on modeling career.

I was a little short for runway work; but four- or five-inch heels gave me an illusion of height in photos. I have long, well-defined thighs, a tight little ass, and softly rounded hips that flared out from an impossibly tiny waist. My 36-C breasts - all natural - were not large for high fashion, but perfect for intimate apparel. They were firm with just the right amount of bounce. My long delicate neck and a heart-shaped face dominated by full lips and large turquoise eyes that glowed against my golden tan. Shoulder-length hair was wavy and medium brown, with an interesting mixture of amber and auburn highlights. When the announcer cued me to return up the catwalk, I felt my white silk semi-transparent dress dipped to a V ended right above my bottom with minimal undergarments, showing the shadow of my bottom cheeks and the outline of my legs beneath the fabric if audience was looking closely enough.

The music had gone. My model friends had seemed parted before I met I Who had finally unveiled the revolting genuineness about me, unearthed the shadowy secret that I had tried, all these years, to keep hidden? That I had needed money that , tall and curvaceous I was told that I was not only suitable for modeling clothes, Not long afterward, I saw the newspaper advertisement for a photographer's model. "Must be attractive and have good figure", the ad stated. I answered the ad eagerly. When I heard how well the job paid, my spirits soared. Especially when the photographer assured me that I was perfect for the type of modeling she needed. Landing this lucrative modeling job was the perfect answer to my financial problems. I had no choice in the matter. I needed money desperately and this was the only way I could get it. At first, I was tempted to walk out and never return. Although I hated myself

I stared at the lewd poses I had participated in. I had reluctantly agreed to perform lewd sex acts in front of a camera. I had not wanted to resort to pornographic modeling, but I had no other choice, while I had tried out for fashion modeling for my eye-catching figure was far too voluptuous. It was not until I actually showed up for my first session before the camera, that I discovered just what type of modeling the job entailed. The things I was expected to do made my cheeks flush crimson. I had begun my secret, part-time modeling. Jennie treated me as though I were made of spun glass. She treated me like some fragile china doll, longing for more. for my lustful thoughts, the I was my pretty brunette for my to think longingly, about some of the lewd sexual activities with me, I'd engaged in during my brief, secret modeling career. My partners had been strangers to me, but still, I recalled with ripples of both excitement and shame, I had responded to their touch. I had been instructed to portray pleasure in front of the camera and I did as I was told. Only I knew that the response I displayed was often genuine, that the photographer enjoyed the lustful acts I was performing for money.

All contain the sexuality made me the object of desire for countless clients featuring lovely breasts and wide, generous mouth, and more intangible self-conscious naturally sexy pose. What you saw was what you'd get.

For me, the first picture in the book, appearing opposite the title page, is the most resonant. when it was taken, I was coming into my own adolescent sexuality, vestiges of hippie Dom hang about the picture. I was asked to sits wearing a pair of jeans, the zipper undone in a teasing promise of what lies beneath. She has full, open lips, wears her hair long and wavy, and has a macramé shawl draped around me, opened to show my breasts, as if I've been caught unawares; hand held tentatively between breasts, as if I'd been toying with the idea of touching them before I was glimpsed. So something of a real through .The photo might be from the beginning of a session, before the subject relaxed, but a more "professional" pose wouldn't be anywhere near as sexy. The questions in the model's wide eyes, which betray a mixture of determination and uncertainty, can stand for the whole work: And its mixture of fiction and reality conveys a deeper, more mysterious and lasting eroticism than anything else How much do you want to take from me? And if I give it, will you remember my name

Smiling coquettishly in a puffy-sleeved white-lace peasant dress showing a lot of leg and shoulder quintessential prettiest too sunny and nice to seem really sexual. For others, there's a kind of regret that has nothing to do with the pictures. Looking at Lesley Ann Warren sitting up in bed swathed in a fluffy pink robe can make you rueful that she hasn't had the career she deserved, to show what a sensational actress she is.

Movies are a place to get away from virtue and respectability. always taken more pleasure in villains and bad girls They're an unconscious link to the seminude layout of actress who plays her daughter, favorite and longtime critical darling, makes precise, talky, charming entertainments, movies are filled with the most beautiful young women, no one ever remarks that, with obvious eye for young female flesh, Looking at Dombasle topless in red, white and blue bikini bottom, or stretched out on a couch, her pert little rump even more alert than she is, you feel that living out fantasies, taking the pictures he's too fastidious to take.

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I have this fantasy that I´m a little girl, not even a teenager, being sexually involved with my uncle. He makes gentle love to me and I enjoy all the dirty forbidden things we do, trusting him completely. As he takes good care of me, one day he says that I need to see a ladies doctor, just to make sure that everything is alright with this hungry little cunt of mine. Of course I´ve never been to a gynecologist before, so I don´t know that usually young girls' uncles don´t sit aside the examination chair. I also don´t know that the doctor is a friend of his, instructed to give his niece a very special treatment...

The doctor is a stud of a man, dark beard, hairy arms and low voice. He tells me to undress completely. My uncle says it´s ok so I do. I lie on the chair, legs spread wide. The doctor uses his bare hands to gently touch the tender outsides of my vulva, saying soothing things in his soft tone that somehow excites me. He can see my juices start flowing and tells me that he now has to examine the insides of my vagina. I look at my uncle, then say ok so he slowly puts two of his strong fingers into my delicate flesh and starts to give me a massage that makes me moan. Very good, the doctor says after a while and pulls his fingers out, now he has to check my smell and taste. I want him to put his fingers back inside my cunt but I don´t dare to object. He bends over and starts licking my swollen vulva, my moaning gets louder. My uncle holds my hand and tells me I´m doing good. I smile at him and moan even louder when the doctor focuses on my clit, gently sucking it. Please, can you put your fingers back in, I ask him, out of breath already, and he stops sucking for a moment just to grin at my uncle, his beard smudged with my juice. I climax only seconds after, when his fingertips hit my g-spot. We end up having a long fuck, the doctor nailing me on his examination chair with his fat hairy dick, making me come over and over again, my juices dripping onto the floor. My uncle watches with delight and agrees to the doctors opinion that I´ll have to come back every week for the treatment.

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