What's your unrealistic fantasy?

Unrealistic fantasies...mmm tbf Id wager most are haha.
But for me that centers around my wife and her mom. They they are both into black men and my MIL knows her ******* and I are in a hotwife/cuckold relationship. Now they'd never share the same guy but I love the idea of my wife taking a really dominant bull who ultimately ends up owning her long term and then takes her mum under him too, leading to both of them being shared with his crew, used in cuck porn and living out any of his or their desires, obtaining matching QoS tatts and both women take the roll of cuckoldress of me
That is INSANELY hot that not only does she know, but also shares her *******'s enthusiasm for black men. I'd love to know how she came to find out about your lifestyle, and what her reaction was, and if you guys ever have conversations about it with her. And that is certainly a very hot fantasy, honestly anything involving two women of the same family being so into one man that they'd be willing to share him has got to be one of the most erotic ideas to me. Even if unrealistic, here's hoping you somehow have a shot at making it a reality lol!
 
I hope you mean an 18 or 19 year old young. But that absolutely does sound hot. Would you enjoy it if he had some snowbunnies his age he played with your wife? Man gets to have threesomes and foursomes with your wife and his hot young white servants!
Well not sure what age limits your working to. I suppose it depends what the legal age is in your own country, but it would obviously be legal age in whatever country.
 
Well not sure what age limits your working to. I suppose it depends what the legal age is in your own country, but it would obviously be legal age in whatever country.
I mean I guess, but I really think most adults shouldn't be messing with anyone who isn't at least 20 years old. 18 at minimum. But that's just me I suppose.
 
My wife and I once let an 18 year old listen to us fuck on the phone. Don’t see why that’s an issue, he’s a legal adult and two years over the age of consent. It was hot hearing how bad he wanted my wife 20 years older than him when he could be fucking some hot 18 year old white girl.
Exactly. My wife is not into young lads but for me, the idea that an 18 year old want to fuck my 53 year old wife is a massive turn on
 
I hope you mean an 18 or 19 year old young. But that absolutely does sound hot. Would you enjoy it if he had some snowbunnies his age he played with your wife? Man gets to have threesomes and foursomes with your wife and his hot young white servants!
What specifically is it about 18-20 year-old males and pool boys that makes them so sexually desirable and gets them to feature so frequently in the fantasies of you older women and not a few husbands responding in this thread?
 
Unrealistic fantasies...mmm tbf Id wager most are haha.
But for me that centers around my wife and her mom. They they are both into black men and my MIL knows her ******* and I are in a hotwife/cuckold relationship. Now they'd never share the same guy but I love the idea of my wife taking a really dominant bull who ultimately ends up owning her long term and then takes her mum under him too, leading to both of them being shared with his crew, used in cuck porn and living out any of his or their desires, obtaining matching QoS tatts and both women take the roll of cuckoldress of me
mom & ******* sharing is as hot as it gets.

I wish i could find a site that caters to that scenario.
 
My most "unrealistic" fanatasy of my youth was beautifully enacted and realized by my wife and my beautifully-built 19 year-old athletic black versatile boyfriend 6 years ago right beside me in our marital bed.

He never left our home after that night and is still living with us in a fantastically erotic menage-a-trios.

My wife and I very amicably divorced three years ago so my buddy could marry her, which he did.

He and I are still lovers, which my ex gets off on too.

So I have no need to fantasize anymore now that Reality is fulfilling my every sexual need.
Here's my fantasy...........I still love reading this sometimes even though I wrote it.

In some jazz bar located somewhere...............

I'm standing in this quiet bar with smooth jazz playing. It's dark, but a subtle spotlight highlights each table. I'm waiting for my husband, but he's obviously very late. My wedding ring keeps catching the spotlight and flashing subtle signals of a frustrated wife.

You see the flashes and I catch your attention briefly. There's a vase of roses on the bar. You convince the waitress to take one to me as you give her a generous tip.

A rose is on my table and my frustration with my husband is momentarily lifted. I start to smile and I can see my wedding ring flash on the floor. The flashes lead to a sharp dress man looking calmly towards me but still facing the band. My mind races "Stupid husband. At least someone likes me dressed up."

You were glad you could make her smile just a little. While watching the band, you continue to look over more and more. Your eyes connect a few times. You could see there was something there, but she's married so you just focus back on the band.

I decide I'm not acting married tonight. I slowly turn toward this stunning, yet calm man. I put one leg up on the foot of the bar stool. My dress rises up my leg slowly and stops just at the point where you could see between my legs. I look down at the flashes from my ring. Soon they gracefully rise up his body as he walks towards me.

You arrive at the table where this stunning, but obviously married woman is standing. You look down at the bar stool where her leg was resting. You don't say anything, but she knows. She glances up at you and then moves her dress up even higher. Her red panties are clearly visible to you. You just nod, pick up the rose, smell it and say "as sweet as this rose"

He's at my table. I raised my dress even further for him. That look when he smelled that rose was too intoxicating. He looked in my eyes, then down to my raised dress, to my eyes, then the dress. He so calmly says, "It appears you were stood up" I nod and look at the band.

You could see her looking at the band and then at your left hand. You look at hers and say, "No, not married." You catch her eye and lean in close and whisper, "Whatever you'd like."

OMG, I'm married and a wonderfully mysterious man just told me I could have whatever I want. I'm not used to these dating games played in bars. But I want to go further. I moved my body right up to his, looked at him, and just walked through the back door. I opened the back door and looked back with a nod.

You see that look as she stands there at the back door. She's married but you are not going to stand her up too. It's dark but surprisingly clean and uncluttered in this alleyway. You see her looking downward but towards you with that unmistakable "take me now" look. Without hesitation, you clasp her hand in yours, you raise them above her head kissing her more passionately than she ever knew. You lower a hand to her breast, then to her ass. She feels you with her free hand and with a viperous look pushes you away.

OMG, he just kissed every part of me it seems, but I said nothing. I grabbed his crotch and was surprised at how much was there. I was not thinking anymore. I just looked at him, reached under my dress, and took my panties off. I had them in my hand looking at them wonder what I'm doing. He walks up to me, takes them from me, and pins my hands against the wall. His hands go everywhere on me. He lifts my dress up to my bra. The brick wall behind me is cold. Finally, I hear his zipper and he grab one of my legs and lifts it. He just enters me so fast, so deep all I can do is gasp. I cum in mere seconds. He grabs my other leg and I'm off the ground pressed against the wall with him pounding me without mercy. I can't help but cum 2 more times.

You have her against the wall and her orgasms just keep coming. You know you are getting close. She knows too. You are looking straight into her eyes. She just says, "Do it, give it to me."

I can't believe I just told him to cum in me. He's pounding faster and faster. I'm his and he's going to cum inside me. It seemed like slow motion as he cums. He is right against my cervix. This just makes me come one more time. I'm not on any birth control. There's no condom, I just let him have me bare with not a care in the world.

You two finish and let her legs down. She can hardly stand. She can hardly breathe. She pulls her dress down and asks for her panties. You look at them with a smirk and she has that guilty smile too. She puts them on and asks if you want to go back in for a final d-r-i-n-k. Neither of you notice the door did not open from the outside. Laughing you walk her the long way to her car not saying much. You catch her stumbling a few times in her heels. She jokes about her weak legs.

I get in my car and cannot believe what happened. I let some guy I just met have sex with me in an alleyway. Worse yet, the was no condom, I had no birth control and I was in the midst of my ovulation period. I got out of the canyon town where the bar is. All of sudden I get all of these txts and missed phone calls from my husband. I was not sure what to do or say.

Three weeks go by, no period. I test and I'm pregnant.

My husband's absence from that night was so unexplained. He said he got held up at an offsite meeting, but could not contact me. I know there's a bunch of 20-something female sales reps that get deals any way they can. I've seen how they dress at those offsite meetings. There isn't much "professional" about it. Something happened, but he's not saying.

I finally tell my husband I'm pregnant when I was 12 weeks along. I could not hide it much longer. I just wanted to be with him again. Sex, bjs, and other fun all came back. He was pretty happy. He knew I did something to get preg. He did not ask for the details because he thought I knew about his fling with that sales rep.

I deliver a wonderful 8 lbs girl. Life is good.

3 years later I was at my sister's with my 3 yr old walking in the park. I see that stunning face jogging on the path toward me. I try to walk facing away, but can't help to look. Our eyes meet one last time. I notice he has a ring on his finger.

I think I'm good as he passes. Then I hear with that all too seductive voice, "What's her name?

I respond without facing him, "Olivia"

He says "Great, by the way, I'm Steve"

I respond, "Hi, I'm Erika
 
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