Collecting Fantasy
Fantasy One - 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 (handsome, rugged, much older) has agreed to take me, even though I have no money for my passage. After we are underway, though, I soon realise that there will be a payment demanded of me and I am helpless to resist. (Do I want to be thrown overboard in the middle of the Atlantic?) 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, of course, 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 (against my will) that I scream out "oh fuck me. 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 hubby happily accommodates, as that is what he has been waiting for. He has no idea what has been going on in my head to bring me to such a frenzy - he only knows his fingers drive me wild.
Fantasy Two - 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. (such as "shove it in" "give it to her" "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, writing this down 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 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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Books
https://www.amazon.de/Garden-Desires-Evolution-Womens-Fantasies/dp/0352347686
Links
https://medium.com/all-about-women/confessions-of-a-good-bad-feminist-64206a04c430#.43ysrsqul