1. Sometimes The End Is Just The Begining


    Date: 6/21/2016, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: magicmikeproduction, Source: LushStories

    Whenever I would masturbate, which was quite often, I loved to create the most outrageously imaginary fantasies, often losing myself within those fantasies where time seemed to pass at a different rate stretching to an infinite horizon. The actual physical act of masturbating and the fantasy that accompanied it was only a small part the actual fantasy which I had created years earlier and had been continuously adding to since. It was an entire world… you know, the total fictional kind so far from reality that even fantasy was stretched to its blurred outer most boundaries, far beyond the typical threesome or sex with identical twins or an encounter with favorite movie star. I had long ago left such conventional sex far behind. I’m talking about the kind of fantasy sex that you had to imagine totally imaginary things that did not exist in the real world. Like having four tentacle arms each ending in a throbbing cock and you were having sex with a magical creature, like a Centaur or an Orc or having a spell cast upon you by a Horny evil sorcerous. So causing my cock to grow enormously large and then being forced to satisfy her unquenchable sexual thirst, but the most often used was finding myself as a pretty young female with thousands of scenario’s connected to that fantasy all ending in my female self-getting fuck hard by a huge cock. Oh, don’t sit there and pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about, you know exactly what I’m saying; in fact, I’ll bet your mind ...
    snatched a snippet of you own bizarre sexual fantasy. Now we all know in the real world that imaginary creatures or transforming your physiology is impossible it breaks all of the laws of physics, natural science and anatomy as well as a whole host of other know laws. But isn’t that the whole point? To make the fantasy as erotic as possible so you are so horny you can reach a more intense climax? I know it was mine. Oh, yes… Those were my favorite. Pushing my imagination to create a situation in some bizarre location with horny erotic character’s wanting to fuck me stupid or visa versa. Picturing it in my mind and trying to grasp every little detail while I masturbated. Even trying to imagine the physical sensations of my imaginary lover's lips on my skin, all to give it more depth, making it more intense when I reached orgasmic goal. This is what this story is about that wonderful part of our minds we call the imagination and how it changed my life and how flawed it can be. Believe me when I tell you this; it’s one thing when you control your fantasies, but completely another when those fantasies break the laws of nature become reality right before your eyes and terrifyingly enough, become your reality. For most of us when we fantasize we center our thoughts around the sexual act or situations that gets us off the most, picturing it in our minds until we reach our climax. And as the physical orgasm goes through its stages from building to the apex to gentle float down to ...
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