Recently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world, so here’s a hot fantasy by reader PleasurePrinciple, who initiated us into a first installment of this fashion fantasy a couple of weeks ago.

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I headed back to my office after checking my watch. “Another late night,” I thought to myself: the hands displayed 6:12. This was nothing new. Since taking on these new accounts, I had been working later and later. The fashion world NEVER sleeps! Unfortunately for my assistant, that meant that she, too, had been working late. As I rounded the corner and approached her desk, I saw that tonight wasn’t going to be one of those nights where she took one for the team. She was standing with her Louis Vuitton bag resting at her side and her laptop case slung across her body. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Special Delivery →

Recently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world, so with this hot fantasy by reader PleasurePrinciple, we’ll inaugurate a new, occasional feature on the blog: the Friday Fantasy.

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I stood laughing with a group of impeccably dressed ladies in the bar of our hotel. A designer had commented on a ridiculous request that one of the buyers had made for that night’s Fashion Night Out event, and I was so distracted with our laughter that I never saw him come in. He obviously saw me, because by the time I noticed him he was headed right in my direction. The eyes of every woman in our group was on him. Their mouths parted in awe of the God walking our way. Even my beautiful lesbian friend who had threatened to tame me with her tongue on numerous occasions couldn’t help but acknowledge his carnal beauty. I knew exactly how they felt as my mind traveled back to our last meeting at the market. I instantly remembered his touch and every word he had whispered in my ear, especially those that played over and over again in my mind as I had fucked myself that afternoon: “If you were mine.” Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Fashion Week →