Collecting Fantasy

Fantasy One - From Forbidden Flowers: More Women's Sexual Fantasies (Carla & Tom)

I like to go over my memories when I have nothing else to do. It gives me a warm feeling to remember all the people in my life, because I liked so many of them. I remember when I was six that my mother used to scold me when she caught me playing with my cunt, but I always had the desire to expose myself to the little boys who came over to play in our yard. I would take off my panties,and I remember several times the older boys would take me into a corner and play with my cunt. Some boys took all their clothes off one day and laid me down on their shirts and pants and worked their fingers up me. I liked it but it made me sore. I didn't say anything to my mother, because she would stop the boys from coming over to play at our house. The first time a bigger boy took me into the back seat of a car in a garage, he removed all my clothes and spread my legs so far apart that I thought he would split me apart. He kept getting closer and closer, and I thought he was examining me. I like the idea that he wanted to see my cunt so closely, but he suddenly proved my reading of what he was up to wrong: he got his mouth into my cunt and was darting in tongue in and out like a snake. I loved it so much that when he wanted to stop I begged him to do it some more. He promised to come over more often and do this to me. We found places like our attic, garage or sheds in the woods. I was very sad the day his family moved to another part of the state. But before he left he taught me a nice game. He used a weiner to jack me off with and then told me to eat the weiner so that nobody would ever discover I had a weiner in my bedroom. When he moved away I used to do this and think of him. When I was old enough to go to school, the boys soon found out that they could get to play with my cunt any time at all. My uncle found the same to be true one summer we spent in July and August on his ranch in New Mexico. I have very happy memories of the way my uncle loved to play with my cunt and took me with him when he was making trips around the place. Uncle was very kind to me and when he sucked my cunt he did it very gently. I remember one time, we were a long way from home and he found a spot where it was really quiet. He had me undress completely, and he spread out a large quilt, laid me down, and put his tongue in my cunt. At this time I was nine years old. We had fun, and then he undressed and showed me his cock. I had never seen a grown man's cock before and I did not understand how it could be so big. He got on top of me and told me to be easy in my mind; he was just going to put the head of his cock up to my cunt. I asked him what would happen then, and he said that he would just do with his cock the way he had always done with his finger, so I wasn't frightened. Instead, did that ever start my desire to have that cock in my cunt. He spread my cunt lips open and gently shoved his cock partway in. His actions just drove me to want that big cock all the way in, just as I had gotten used to shoving a big rubber imitation weiner all the way in when I wanted to jack off. The rubber one was bigger and better than the real ones I had started with. When my uncle shoved his whole cock in, the found it was easier to do that he had thought. He asked me if I had ever fucked before. I told him about the big rubber weiner. He asked if I had brought it along. I had, and told him how I used it when I was by myself. That made him so excited that after our first fuck he spent two more hours just sucking my cunt. Then he asked me to take his cock in my mouth. I was so afraid that if I said no he would never fuck me anymore that I took his cock and sucked him. He kept telling me to suck harder and after I had sucked awhile my tongue got sore so we stopped. When we returned to the house everyone had gone to see a movie, so that left us alone. I was so tired that I just fell asleep. When I woke up, my uncle was sucking my cunt.

The next day my uncle and aunty had to go into town for a meeting, leaving my brother and I alone. We spent the time looking around because being on a ranch was so new to us. We came across two dogs who were trying to fuck. We watched and it got me so passionate that I stepped backward, up against the front of my brother's pants. He was feeling the same way, because without a word, he put his hands up under my halter, exposing my little breasts and cupping my tits in his hands. We soon were kissing and he had me walk around to the back of the milk house. When we were there, he pulled my bikinis off and the halter of my sunsuit. We played a bit there that way and then we made a dash for the house. - me running naked all the way - and went to his bedroom. It started that way, just as easy as that, and from then on we have been fucking each other all along very happily and that was twelve years ago. We now live together and every one of our friends think we are husband and wife.

One day Tom and I read a story about dogs. We got curious and decided to see what it was like. My brother and I stared to fuck to get the dog excited. It sure did - he got in between our legs and licked both Tom and me while we were fucking. What a pleasure! When we finished, Tom let his cock go off in me. The dog licked my cunt and Tom just lay back and watched. We let the dog lick as long as he wanted and then he began to getup on his hind legs and hug my leg. That told us he wanted to fuck. Tom had me get up on my knees and he helped the dog to get his cock in my cunt. We did not know how much dock a dog has, but I soon found out. When he got that knob in my cunt he had over eight inches of cock shoved up me. Fuck, you never know what it can do to a girl until she gets fucked by her dog. That pink fleshy cock is in my cunt whenever the dog has a desire to fuck me. Tom likes to watch his cock plunge in and out of my cunt. One day Tom asked me how it made me feel and when I told him we tried to get the dog to shove it up Tom's asshole so he could feel what I was feeling. But the hole was too small for the dog to get in. Sometimes I get up on top of Tom and we both lay that way, both our legs apart, bellies up, and Tom lets the dog fuck me when we are in this position. Tom's cock rides in the crack of my ass below and the dog is giving it to me from straight above. If I am alone and the dog wants to fuck, I place the davenport cushions on the floor and lay on my back. The dog is very smart and knows how to fuck me both from the rear and front. I love to fuck him from the front because I can look don and see his cock entering my cunt, that pink shaft just going in and out. He always licks my cunt clean after we get through fucking.

Fantasy Two - From Forbidden Flowers: More Women's Sexual Fantasies (Dorothy)

It's in the 1800s and I am a beautiful, homeless, penniless young maiden on a voyage by ship to America. The ship's captain is handsome, rugged and much older than me. He has agreed to take me, even though I have no money for my passage. After we are underway, though, I soon realize that there will be a payment demanded of me and I am helpless to resist. I am the only woman aboard a ship of rugged, lusty men, and they all stare at me with desire and longing for my exquisite body. The captain, however, saves me for himself. Since he knows I am a virgin and doesn't want to actually deflower me (I justify this dubious morality of his by making the setting in a very non-permissive time in history), my requirement is to always be by his side, where he can lift my long skirt with one hand and enter me slowly and passionately with his fingers while he is otherwise engaged in commanding his ship. I am embarrassed and mortified, and I wriggle around as if to get away from his hand, but he only continues with more force and stronger manipulation of my clitoris, until finally I am so excited and turned on that I scream out "fuck me" and the whole crew of the ship gathers around to look and comment in amazement at this demure little maiden panting and screaming, with their captains's hand up her dress. At this point, I've usually had an excellent orgasm, and do indeed speak those words, to which my husband happily accommodates, as that is what he has been waiting for.

Fantasy Three - From Forbidden Flowers: More Women's Sexual Fantasies (Dorothy)

I am a schoolteacher in a rural school, and several young, lusty farm boys have cornered me in the one-room schoolhouse after school. Their purpose is a bet: one of the boys (a huge fair-haired brute with an enormous cock) has bet the others that he can fuck me until I beg for more. They throw me down across my own desk on my back, pull up my dress, pull off my panties, and while the other boys are holding my arms and legs, this big stud goes to work, ramming it in, accompanied by the taunts and encouragements of his friends. I can hear them saying "make her scream". All the time he's saying, "come, baby come - cream on me!" while he massages my body with his huge hands. The boys holding my legs spread them wider apart so that he can get deeper into my struggling, writhing body, and he keeps on thrusting away all the time using his filthiest words, imploring me in a strong but gentle voice to come all over him. I prolong this part as long as it takes me to reach my climax and it's always a blockbuster. In fact, speaking this now seems to bring the whole image flowing back to mind so strongly, I'm really getting turned on. These images had never entered my mind before - except during sex.

Fantasy Three - From Forbidden Flowers: More Women's Sexual Fantasies (Claudia)

I have never been ashamed of my fantasies, but just didn't know that's what they were. I'm only fourteen years old, so I haven't screwed yet, but I do enjoy some sex with my boyfriends. I have had fantasies ever since I can remember. As a little kid, I imagined I was a harem girl, or a slave girl on sale at a public marketplace. I was always well-developed in the fantasy, although I was actually flat as a board then and didn't have a single pubic hair. In my fantasy, men would walk by me and examine me, but only with their eyes. It wasn't until I was eleven years old that I even began to think and fantasize of guys putting their fingers up me. When I was ten, I stopped being the submissive one in my thoughts, and become the seducer. At night, I would think of a foxy guy I know or a handsome teacher and imagine me telling him to suck my tits, while I softly play with his cock. I "cock watch", naturally. I can't help it. To me, it's just like guys looking at boobs. I sometimes wear sexy clothes, and it excites me to know that I have caused a guy to get a boner. I then imagine what his cock looks like, how large his balls are, how erect the dick is, if he's circumcised or not etc. You know, all the thinks girls who like guys enjoy thinking about.

Fantasy Four - From Forbidden Flowers: More Women's Sexual Fantasies (Jennie)

Where I was brought up sex was pretty much taboo. No one ever spoke about it, so I never knew anything about sex. I know that when I was about nine years old I used to get sensual feelings, although at the time I didn't know what they were. I used to take my clothes off and rub my small breasts and my cunt against the cold washing machine, and this made me feel very good. At other times I would take all my clothes off and run around in the woods across the street. Sometimes my girl friend would come with me, and we would sit and masturbate ourselves or each other. Just thinking about doing these things when I was a kid would get me excited, and the next thing I knew I was doing them or thinking up something new that would make me feel good. Given the puritanic background where I grew up, it's amazing I didn't feel really guilty as a kid, but i just didn't. I just knew it couldn't be bad if it felt that good. Nowadays I fantasize whenever I have time on my hands ... or my hands on myself. I don't think I masturbate any more than the average girl, but I don't know much about the average girl.

Fantasy Draft

I'm inside a prison. It is hot and the air is thick with testosterone. It smells like sweat - heavy pearls of freshly formed sweat. There is a glass ceiling high above which allows rays of light to come from the outside. Dust is all around - it is breaking the light into a soft cloud - wrapping everything in mist.

I slowly walk along a long corridor. It seems endless - it just disappears into eternal mist. On the left and right of the corridor there are cells packed with men. Hundreds, thousands of them raging.

I'm wearing high heels and a short dress with a plunging neckline. It's tight around my breast and each time I inhale my chest presses against the polyester fabric and tightens it. I inhale frequently.

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