Comments on: Fucked by a Stranger

By: adam

adam — Tue, 15 Jun 2010 00:08:40 +0000

i love this post…that’s been an overriding fantasy of mine lately too…in mine, i’m blindfolded, with headphones on, so i never see or hear who is using my ass for their pleasure…in the fantasy…it’s not just one person using me either…over a period of time, many use both my ass and mouth…and i’m never to learn who they are…so i’m always wondering…is that the one you took me…or him, or him?

By: Lila

Lila — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 19:04:59 +0000

I have likewise always had this fantasy!! good to know i’m not the only one :D

By: SultryK

SultryK — Thu, 03 Jun 2010 07:23:31 +0000

Love Matt’s ending. That is exactly how I would have wanted it. Always had the same fantasy..tho mine was just walking into my house after a night out. Sometimes I go to get stuff out my car for no reason at all with a robe and nothing under it…but in reality thats crazy cuz I wouldnt’t want just anybody to ravash me lo ;-)
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By: Matt

Matt — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 14:32:11 +0000

…bury his hand deeply into the thick hair on the back of your neck. Pulling your head sharply back against his firm torso, you can smell his scent as he growls, “Don’t even pretend this is for you. I’m gonna take what I want.” He reaches down the top of your light dress with his other hand, and roughly cups and pinches your breast. It hurts, but a moan escapes you before you even realize it, and a deep throbbing erupts in your cunt. Suddenly the fear is gone; there is only the need to be taken, even devoured by his desire.

~ Oh very nice, I like your mind ;)

By: Chris

Chris — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 07:48:58 +0000

I can certainly see why you’d want a third party involved in the planning process there. That said, its a very interesting fantasy. :)

By: Hunter Red

Hunter Red — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 06:51:03 +0000

rap my knuckles on the metal table, imagining the vibrations resonating through the chasm that haunts my very dreams. You don’t respond, keeping your back to me. I find this to be unusual. Normally the girls I do this to turn toward me, hop off the table, then find an excuse to me. Unusual things excite me.

I rap my knuckles on the table again, this time harder thinking that perhaps I was too gentle and your body, your luscious body, felt nothing the first time. I soon learn that you did feel something this time. Your moan tells me this is so. I run my fingers along the long cold table as I walk toward you. You keep your back to me but I know you can hear me. The heavy black combat boots I wear make a loud thump with every step that reverberates throughout the pavilion we are in.

Finally I get to you. My fingers make the transition from the cold hard table to your warm soft body. My fingers make their way over your ass, up your back and to your neck. Still no reaction. My hand inches it’s way around to the front. I grip strongly, then…

(you finish it…)

~ ohhhh……I like where you’re going with this and the greedy me wants more of YOUR writing ….

By: SteelHorseman

SteelHorseman — Tue, 01 Jun 2010 04:16:01 +0000

The imagery is clear in my mind. No words spoken. Just an intense gaze captured in the moonlight keeping you pinned to the bed while the clothing is removed.

Eyes that hold you captivated and powerless to move or speak, even as the hard cock slides into your wet and willing body…

~ Getting there, but no bed in this situation ;)