Hi, folks. in effort to start to new forum. i decided to see how many of you guys will describe your most erotic fantasies on hubpages. now before we begin, i just want to lay out some ground rules. nobody is allowed to insult someone based on their fantasy, nor will be allowed to judge them either.
secondly, please keep everything pg-13ish rated when you talk about it. don't get too graphic or too detailed. just be brief enough to where we know what your talking about but not too graphic to where you'll offend someone. anyway, besides that, hope you all have fun.
Mine is simple... Someone asked me once, "Hey... What would you do with a million dollars?" Well.. that's my fantasy... A million dollars in my hand... At that point, what would I then do with a million dollars? 2 chicks at one time, man... Can't get much better than that.
Did someone say crazed writer? These are the first few lines on my hub page named "Tiffany Stone (The Story)" I don't think a fantasy can get much more erotic than this and still be rated PG. (LOL)
He thought. "What kind of dream is this?"
He felt as if he were in a dream that he couldn't awaken from.
He thought. "I must awaken from this dream and take charge of myself. But how? How can I awaken?"
At last, he was no longer traveling above the ocean at warp speed. He could feel his body, now splash into the water, as the impact pulled his clothes off. Now he could feel a terrible wet chill.
As waves crashed over him, he started to awake, but the waters were so frigid, he could feel himself going into a state of hyperthermia.
He thought. "I'm gone, and there is no Canada that I will see."
After a time, he could feel lips pressed on his. The lips were soft and sweet. He could smell the scent of a fresh morning bubble bath. He could feel hot air blowing into his mouth. But he could not move. His eyes refused to open. But he could feel the sun now. Then he felt tender fingers touch his face.
Hands were now pressing on his stomach and water started to flow from out of his mouth. He felt hot air again blow inside his mouth.
Gentle fingers touched his wrist, as he heard a female voice cry out." A pulse, a pulse."
He lay there helpless on the beach. He could not move, he could not see. He felt only the sensation of feminine hands all over his body.
Then he heard a female voice cry out. "Body heat. He must have lots of body heat. Its his only chance to get warm enough to survive."
His eyes, then started to open very slightly. He saw a woman standing over him, she had long strawberry blond hair that was rich with curls.
She was quickly undressing and revealing very, full and beautiful, breasts, a slim, waistline and very, firm thighs. He then felt her body go underneath his. But, yet, then again, he saw the same woman standing over him and quickly undressing, yet, she was wearing different clothes.
Then she placed her body on top of his.
He thought. "What kind of woman, can be on top of me, and underneath me at the same time?"
And then he thought.
"Could this be Hell?"
"And I be damned."
"To feel this lust."
"Yet to frozen be."
"What were my sins?"
"For this to be."
"Frozen so helpless."
"Here for all eternity."
Suddenly, he started to feel a rush of heat spreading, all over his body. The heat from the woman's body above him, combined with the heat of the woman's body underneath him was thawing him out rapidly now.
Then he thought.
"What madness can this be?"
"If I am not dead."
"I must be mad."
"To lie here with a woman that."
"That has two sets of hands."
"That warms me with two bodies yet."
"I may be back on earth again."
"But for sure, my mind."
"It must be gone."
Just then, he heard the sounds of laughter.
A female voice cried out. "A butterfly, a butterfly."
Another female voice, cried out. "Where?"
The other female voice replied. "On his butt. On his butt. He has a butterfly tattoo on his butt."
Suddenly, he started to laugh. He said. "Oh, the butterfly. That was a very drunken night in Singapore."
He asked. "What ailment do I have, that I am seeing and hearing two of you?"
They both laughed together, and said. "We are twin sisters."
He laughed and said. "Oh, you mean that I have not gone mad."
"Thank you both for what you've done." He said.
One of the twins said. "We couldn't think of any a faster way to warm you up then using our combined body heat."
He smiled and said. "That was a lot more fun than hot soup."
it's a dark and stormy night. i am a student at a Victorian girl's school. the caretaker, a dark-haired, brooding man who all the girls whisper about behind lace-mittened hands, has his eye on me, which frightens and excites me all at once. i heard the horses whinnying pitifully because of the storm, so I sneak out in the night to go check on my favorite horse, Midnight. I am wearing my chemise, white stockings and a red velvet cloak. I have some sugar cubes, which I feed to Midnight, comforting him and scratching his nose. Just then, I hear a noise and look in the corner...it is the caretaker, lighting a slim brown cigarette, laughing softly at me and looking at me with the most penetrating eyes I have ever seen. he is so dashing, wearing clothes I have never seen him wear before - a white poet shirt, chocolate brown trousers and waistcoat, tall riding boots. I can smell whiskey, cigarette smoke and an elegant, masculine scent of cologne on him as he moves closer. I look at the door, which is bolted, and he turns out the lantern, enveloping us in darkness...
haha not really. just messing around. I'll never tell!
The deeper he stuck it in my vein, the deeper I felt no more pain.
I couldn’t control my breathing. I couldn’t catch my breath, no air. I Felt as if I needed no more, despite what has been written, this was nothing that I had heard or even witnessed before.
Nobody could take me higher, nobody ever made me feel this way. Like nothing else I could ever need, Santos was so into me. “Don’t you worry about anything, I’ll bring us around.” “I will.” He whispered.
My eyes were black as night, and locked in my pocket, the evidence of dry blood and a strand of his hair. I never once mentioned the word stop.
I could only smile when the pain came, the pain was going to make everything okay. Santos only spoke to call out my name.
I never knew a lover or man I’d ever been with like this before, but now it mattered. It was no longer just nothing. He pulled all the shades down knowing it was dark, it must remain that way. Shared some gin with me dropping the strong needed antiseptic in my dry mouth.
Remember he had no Internet in his world, but his own matrix was my new world.
He would look at me, I would look at me. You say what your going to do to me. Hardly not physical. He’s been saying all the right things, all night long.
Big man. I wonder. Take a chance. This was now yours. The heat coming from me, lead us to taking flight, together.
Get what you want, but I’m going to get what I need.
It would shake the earth beneath anyone’s feet. Thinking of only myself. I doubt everyone but myself. Don’t deny myself that is something good. When you want someone, you can’t deny the truth. It was the other side of me. Godless. No one needed to apologize. It’s what he didn’t say that made so much sense. Just free my soul.
Feel like I’ve always been lost in his dream. His dark angel, I loved him from that moment, I loved a face I’d once known differently. I thank you and wonder just into who’s destiny did who stop. Force your magic in me.
Tell me a story how we change and live out our lives rather strange. This part I have not worked out yet. Then, every hour I started growing a little stronger.
Timing in these next few weeks will give me the humility I require to hunt and feed. All my life I’ve been hoping for this to be mine in time. No amount of money could buy this, here, now. Very romantic. Forbidden Ecstasy.
Santos serves as my protector while I take the time to reform him into having a small part of mortality, with it’s now, old secret values. He caressed my neck and rested his fingers on the right side of my throat, directly upon my swollen pulsating jugular vein.
My heart beating faster, and breathing rose, sensing strangulation or rather asphyxiation, I guess this hadn’t played out yet as I thought it had. Then he held me as we twirled, airborne, dropping our clothes from each height. He took me……………….again, and the entire time I turned.
I am now getting hungry for the first time in my immortal need for blood. It was like instinct. I felt like a wolf. Senses mastered and I had not yet begun.
Just then Santos entered and I looked at him noticing his breath was short, he smelled of sex and like after adrenaline kicks in, his neck now sported much needed Throbbing Veins.
Oh, this is right up my alley. Fantasy you say? Well if you are anything like me, and love to read about other peoples great sexual fantasy stories, check out Nancy Friday's Secret Garden. It's to die for. Cheers to lovin' and 69's!!
Its around May, maybe early september..I wake up feeling good physically ( I do have my good days, and this is one of them ) , I have my Jet ski out on Salt Fork Lake, , the sun is setting, its starting to cool, I can see the mist rise off the water as the sun sets, Im at the southern right end, no one is aroundand a sexy man-hunk shows up and its instant animal like attraction, we go at it wildly on the ski , at the end of the lake , before the dam, where the sunset turns an amber to a fire red and the mist floats around us ..If I keep going Im gonna cross the rated pg-13 threshold, if I have not allready..lol
time to be honest, he filed for divorce in July..he no longer wears his rings and we go nowhere together or sleep in the sake room, we have seperate rooms...
I just can not afford to pay my lawyer yet, I paid the retainer, but he will not file and the court will not take the case in untill I come up with 1000 bucks..
This is the first i have told ...anyone....
My second fantasy is having someone do that thing to me under a blanket while in the backseat of my Trans am while someone else drives about 100 mph down the freeway on a full moon night along the ohio river