NewVegasGuy

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Gender: Straight Male
Age: 36
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Confessions by NewVegasGuy:

Arnie Movie Triggered My Mother-Daughter Fetish

In 1999, I was about 13 when my buddy loaned me a bootleg copy of a new Arnold Schwarzenegger movie called END OF DAYS. I was watching it, not really enthralled by it, until that is when Gabriel Byrne playing the Devil fucks a mother and daughter.

It was the first time I'd seen anything like it and it absolutely blew my mind, and I shot my load straight after. For days afterwards I couldn't get it out of my head and I jerked off to that scene a few times even though as its a horror film, the mother daughter mold together. Honestly I was so triggered by the two of them kissing at the start of the scene I didn't even realise that happened the first time I saw it. To this day, the mother daughter thing is still at the top of my ultimate fantasy list.

Pregnant Fantasy

Recently I've had a bit of a thing for pregnant women. I say recently, it's kind of always been there but it's only in the last couple of weeks that it's bloomed so to speak.

It came about after watching a video on a porn site. I wasn't even looking for it, I was looking for something else and it came up in the suggestions. It was a vintage video so it was in the old 5:4 aspect ratio and the quality was a bit fuzzy but I would say it was from the late 90s or early 2000s. It featured a pregnant, blonde, English woman in her late 20s getting fucked in her living room by a TV repairman (original huh?) and I found it so hot. There was just something wrong about it that I liked.

Since then I've watched a few videos on my own and with my wife and we've incorporated it into our fantasy play. It's not really her thing but she loves how turned on I get. She is either a cheating housewife expecting their next kid or a student who needs some extra help getting through her exams because of the time she has missed. That sort of thing.

Now, there are limits to this for me. Firstly I don't like when a woman is ready to drop. I sort of like them up to about 7 months. Secondly I'm not into the whole lactating thing. I'm not judging anyone and if those things are for you, great. Just not me.

Caught By Her Daughter

When I was in my last year of school, the mother of a girl I had the hots for started working there. This gave rise to one of my favourite fantasies.

Its the middle of the night and I am in their living room with the mother. She is face down on the coffee table with her ass in the air and I am pounding her pussy. She has her hand over her mouth as she tries not to scream out and wake everyone up.

Its then that I notice her daughter is standing in the doorway in a pink dressing gown, watching us. She slides one hand over her breasts while the other goes down south as she looks at us.

As soon as I cum inside her mother, she quickly scarpers back to bed. Her mother has no idea she saw us.

Train Dream Girl

I don't remember the first time I saw her. I caught the same train every day since I started working in the city three years ago and she was always the light in an otherwise grey undertaking. Obviously she is going to work too as she is usually dressed quite formally with a smart, white blouse, short tight blue skirt and sometimes a jacket depending on the weather.

First time I saw her, I was sat on the sideways bench in the train carriage while she sat opposite facing forward. Her immaculate dark blonde hair almost seemed to glow like a beacon drawing me to her as I started to spot her again and then again until eventually my eyes were effectively conditioned to find her.

Seeing her almost daily I often wonder who she is? What's her name? What does she like to eat? What makes her laugh? But more than anything I wonder what it's like to kiss her. Her lips look so delicate, her skin around them like porcelain. Normally it stays at that but today as she sits in front of me, my mind fuelled by my desire is takingover for some harmless fantasizing.

I imagine placing my hands on her cheeks with my fingertips under her ears as I lean in and delicately plant my lips on hers. The first kiss is soft and slow but eventually we kiss faster and harder. Soon, the passion begins to take over as my left hand runs around the back of her neck while my right hand tracers the contours of her neck before finding her ample bosom. For her part, she has found the bulge in my trousers and has wrapped her hand around it, stroking me through rough fabric only heightening the sensation as the tip runs along the inside of my underwear and zipper.

Suddenly, she yanks down the zipper in one single action and plunges her hand in my trousers, pulling out my erection which pops free. She stands up with her back to me, slithering her skirt up over her thighs and over the cheeks of her ass the curves of which never seem to end. A red, lacy thong straddles the parting between her cheeks and I slide my fingers behind it, pulling it to one side as she descends downwards onto my dick.

It is at this point in my fantasising that I realise that my mind was picturing this happening where she was sat and so a train full of people would be watching. Would I even care? Right now, hell no!

I imagine her sliding down my shaft, her pussy wet and firm on my manhood. It seems like my brain melts as she begins riding my shaft while I grip her hips, instructing her when to slow down and speed up.

Suddenly, in the real world the train has stopped one station before mine and as usual she has got up and left. I don't want to continue the fantasy without her there but there's always tomorrow.

Posh Pussy

So, I'm a proper working class Joe doing real blue collar work since I left school as a teenager. I've never owned a new car and live with my wife and kids paycheck to paycheck. This has led me to developing a specific fantasy however.

I like posh pussy. The sexy, blonde wife of the Hallmark card family with a Range Rover on the drive and dresses immaculately for every occasion no matter how insignificant.

Now I know I ain't got shit to offer these kinds of women, they are way out of my league but I do have one thing - a chance for a raw, passionate, dirty fuck. My fantasy is to be some posh woman's dirty secret that she just can't quit.

I've had it for a long time but it really took form when I met one particular woman in our town. She ticks all the boxes. Blonde, slim but not anorexic, curvy with elegant breasts and a shapely ass. Her, her husband and her kids make for a beautiful picture and they have it all.

It was when I saw her at a store one day that a picture formed in my mind. We meet out in the woods where no one can see us, parking up well out of the way. She gets out of her Range Rover in a long, satin summer dress and perfectly made up hair. We never speak. I just walk up to her, open the back door of her car and bend her over the seat. I pull up her dress over her waist and yank her thong to one side before I take out my dick and start to fuck her fast and hard. Her pussy feels amazing on my cock.

When I finish, I just leave her there knowing that in a day or two she will be back to do it again. She just can't quit.