Fantasy Fulfillment

I have a full fantasy life; in fact I think I tend to walk around in a land of my own fictional creation. My fantasies range from the pure and simple, such as–I want to fall in love and I want someone to fall in love with me, to the complicated and ever elusive, such as–I want to fall in love and I want someone to fall in love with me.

Lately I have been fantasizing about girls girls girls, one particular girl, the perfectly perfect assed  girl Ashley. So badly do I want to taste of her; I want her to taste me–after I have been thinking about how she would taste, because she makes my kitty oh so wet and steamy. This week I have dipped into fantasies of kidnapping her and making her my fuck toy. Making her hard trained yoga body bend and twist at my sick will. I would, with my partner in crime, like to stalk her, watch what she does, see if she is really as innocent as my mind thinks she is. Then I would like to jump out and scare the shit out of her and shove her in the back of the creepy kidnap van and take her back to my place where we proceed to violate her in all kinds of inappropriate lovely ways. Making her filled with a mix of hate and lust, hate in her eyes and lust between her thighs.

More, I guess, I would like her to come with me willingly to participate in a fierce rough threesome. I would love for her to willing submit to being tied down, used, abused, humiliated and just downright fucked silly in the most loving of ways. Her, sweet thick cock and me, all of us willing and loving it, soaking all over one another. That sweet cock fucking her from behind, while her face is deep in my pussy, he–with each thrust into her cravenness wet hole, causes her face to push deeper into me, pushing me into an Ashley/cock induced orgasm. Beautiful Ashley bent over, arms restrained behind her back–making shoulders look beautifully strained–curvilinear, ass up, perfect face pushed to the floor–while the throbbing cock willing takes her tightest scared space, causing the juice from her cunt to drip down her solid mass of thighs. She loves it. While I fuck his ever so willing ass, he loving it, me loving it.

Both of us devoted to working that rock hard cock with our mouths. Watching the lovely Ashley get fucked orally, gagged and choked, her mouth used like never before, her make up falling off her face in a mix of sweat and cum–oh yes please. I would definitely need to take a picture of that; she would look absolutely perfect covered in a hot white load from our still throbbing cock. I would definitely need to kiss, lick and taste that cum dripping from her full lips.

Our pussies would both be throbbing by now, both of us begging to be fucked, begging to cum. Our sweet stick would have his work cut out for him, but I am positive in his ability to serve us both, equally, causing us both to fly over the top. The three of us fucked, ravaged, wet, messy, cum soaked and completely satisfied in a mass of spent flesh, recuperating for another round.

Alas this, Ashley, is a complete and unattainable fantasy; a young insanely hot bitch like her will never be a willing participant in such behavior, with me, which again makes me want to kidnap her. So…I resign to my own life, the life of fulfilling fantasy, a life where fantasy is a mutual experience and not just some daytrip in my mind. I will get my threesome, and it will be a mutual experience, something we all want together, and it will be all the better for that.

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