Written by women

I fucking hate Christmas,” Piper muttered with disgust to herself. She kicked one of the packages under the gaily-decorated tree. When she heard something break, she laughed bitterly. The holidays had sneaked up on her. Piper was 14 year old, and Christmas no longer held the magic for her that it once had “Fuck Christmas!” she cursed. “Who the hell needs it!” It was all such a big hassle. The family togetherness was driving Piper straight up the wall. Though it was cool that her Aunt Chloe was visiting, Chloe was the sexiest of all her mother’s sisters. Being the youngest...

Wow! Uncle Dave just asked me to go out with him and his new girlfriend! The idea had me fairly dancing around my room. I mean, I just turned 13 and most guys didn't even look at me twice. I was skinny and except for puffy nipples, I was flat as a pancake still. So, I guess I was maybe fantasizing about going on a real date. Uncle Dave was kinda good looking, you know, for an older guy. And, he had messed around with my pussy for a few years now. He had not put his cock in me, but...

I noticed you because your hair was the same color as new, copper pennies. It shimmered and gleamed in the soft lighting of the bar each time you faked a laugh at one of your friends’ jokes. What was obvious to me clearly wasn’t to them; your air of sadness couldn’t penetrate their alcohol-induced fog of glee. While your friends drank colorful cocktail after cocktail in frosted martini glasses, you nursed a lonely chardonnay all night, clutching your fingers around the glass like a talisman. It did not keep you safe. When the three of them stood up to go to...

My brother and I have always been close growing up we would spent a lot of time looking out for each other and on the odd occasion we would see each other naked and that’s where it ended until a few years later…. I was 20 years old my brother was 22 I had my own place and my brother had moved away due to his job. He was visiting for the weekend and going back on the Bank Holiday Monday. We were both at our parents for Sunday lunch when the conversation turned to my brother and his works summer...

Part 1, if you like it, Ill write part 2 :) Looking back I can see that I was conditioned for this life, in fact the word trained comes to mind. I grew up in a very loving home, very protective and very controlling. I was never allowed to dress trendy or like a teenager, I was always dressed by my nanny as if I was still a child. I was most certainly never allowed to spend the night out, even for slumber parties. When I would ask why I was different, my parents would simply say I was being raised...

The anticipation was insane and Rachel was losing her mind!  She needed fucked, NOW!  All of her friends had been getting their brains banged out for years and she was years behind on EVERYTHING!  She couldn’t tell her best friend, the town slut, that she was absolutely TERRIFIED of having sex.  Her bestie just wouldn’t understand. So, Rachel did what any teenage girl under extreme peer pressure would do…. She pretended that she had been getting her brains banged out all along and prayed that no one would discover her big secret.   Rachel had always thought of herself as ugly...

My pen-name is Rachael Wright, and I love sexual fantasies. I began enjoying them when I was teen, and I married a man who learned to enjoy them with me. Eventually I started jotting down the ideas so that I could put a favorite fantasy aside for awhile, knowing that I’d be able to come back to it again later. Then my cousin (pen-name Anne Wright) wrote a sex-advice book that included an explanation of why sexual fantasy isn’t the same thing as lust. I got involved in that book by proof-reading and making suggestions, and to my surprise, Anne decided...

3. (...the day before) “So, Brook, I understand you and Will have been around the bush a few times?” Sierra said playfully. “Yeah you could say that” “Oh! I can’t believe my little Will is already growing up! OH! He’s so cute! You’re a lucky girl!” “Yeah, and surprisingly, Will’s really good at it, I mean, I have no one else to base it off of, but he always makes me cum when we do it” “How big is he?” “About this big”, Brook said, holding up her hands about six inches apart, “He’s pretty big in my opinion” “Damn! You’re...

Blaring music woke Silk up later. What a noise she thought to herself, such a change from the soft sensual music from the night before. She reached up and noting the time, turned off the radio. She then rolled over and found that Michael was still sleeping. Thinking it would please him greatly; she pushed him on to his back and scooted down under the covers. Once there she proceeded to orally excite him. She felt him began to stir as she massaged him with her mouth and tongue. As she took him deeper his hands found her neck and shoulders...

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-93”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You...