‘Imagine taking a bath with Jacob. It might be a totally silly affair, with him splashing you, and you blowing bubbles at him and it just generally being a fun time. It could very quickly turn into a steamy one, as he holds you against his chest, and your head rolls back on his chest while he kisses and bites along your neck and shoulder. And that would only be the beginning… After all, neither of you can see the other’s hands. But you both can feel them.’
‘I’m a fan of cuckold in my fantasies, so I picture my wedding night with my groom falling asleep right before he has to laid me. His best man, Jacob Frye, enters the room in order to know is everything alright. I complain to him, saying that I’m lonely at my wedding night. He then pulls me down onto my knees and I start to suck his cock through the fabric of my veil. He’s screwing me near my sleeping husband who had too much to drink. I scream and moan while my breasts are bouncing in front of his face. Jacob finishes on my dress and kisses my temple. “I’m glad that I kept you entertained,” he says and leaves the room and I ended up asking myself if I married the right man.’
[X]
‘I like to imagine that Élise is in London, 1868 with Evie, crushing on her and trying to bring out the adventurous side of her. After passing up the chance to go drinking and gambling, Evie decides to surprise Élise with a kinky night in the bedroom, getting rope, chains and switches to tease her with. Élise’s eyes ignite with lust as Evie chains her and cuts her clothes off with her kukri, and as she teases Élise with orgasm, Élise eventually breaks free to ravage Evie.’
‘The thought of Jacob Frye makes me horny.’
“I would really love to be sandwiched between Jacob Frye and Jake Muller from Resident Evil 6. Both brash, arrogant men, trying their best to give me the most pleasure. I would hope they would turn it into a contest. Jacob using his excellent mouth on mine to distract me from Jake using his skilled fingers. I would surely melt under all the pleasure they’re giving me.”
‘I’d like to jump out of the cake naked for Jacob’s birthday :D. I want him to lick me clean slowly from all the cream. And for the dessert he would find a few cherries inside my pussy :P.’
[X]
‘I really like to imagine travelling with Jacob. He knows how much long flights are an issue to me, so he’d do everything to keep me calm. Sure, he’d let me cuddle with him especially when we hit rough turbulence, but the one thing he loves doing the most is making sure both our blankets are covering our lower halves while his hand is underneath them, gripping my thigh and squeezing it comfortingly whenever I tense up before turning his attention towards my panties. He’d caress me very slowly while casually watching whatever in-flight entertainment is showing, even joking and subtly flirting with *both* the stewards and stewardesses (which I really like him doing).
‘At first I don’t visibly react to his caresses even though I’m already wet, but as the flight goes on and we near towards “bedtime” he turns up the seduction big time. When the rest of the plane is asleep and the flight crew have turned the lights down, he leans close to me, whispering, “Do you think I can make you come just by touching like you this? Can you keep that pretty face impassive when you come? I know you like the idea of coming in front of many people without them knowing.” I’d love to take his challenge, but I know there’s no way I can keep my face neutral and to even stay quiet when he’s getting really aggressive with his fingers.
‘”Lavatory. Now,“ I whisper to him furiously even though I know it’s going to be a *very* tight fit inside. The smirk on his face in response is both infuriating and arousing. I stand up unceremoniously and head towards the toilet. I don’t even need to wait for 20 seconds inside when the door opens. He squeezes himself inside and locks the door.
‘”Shall we?” he purrs, lifting me against the wall opposite the sink. He quickly unzips his jeans and doesn’t even wait for me to remove my panties. He simply yanks the cloth aside and enters me. We try not to rock the small room too much and make noise, but I’m failing at keeping quiet. There’s just something about the really small space that turns me on so much. When we’re done (with me biting his shoulder to keep quiet and him growling hard against my ear) and we both go back to our seats, thankfully everyone is still sleeping. We snuggle as we finally fall asleep.
‘When we wake up hours later for in-flight breakfast, there is a note in Jacob’s food tray: You weren’t the only ones who slept well last night. I could hear both of you. Thanks for the very nice mental image. 😉 “Well, well,” Jacob remarks, loudly for everyone to hear. “I think we need to say ‘welcome’ to this fellow personally, hmm?”’
Inspired by this confession [x]
I left that last part open-ended so you can imagine anyone you fancy as the third party. 8D
~ Signora Paola
‘Holy God, Jacob should—no—must be illegal. Help make him real I CAN’T STOP THINKING DIRTY ABOUT HIM’
‘You’re an artist and Evie Frye has asked you to make her a portrait of her. You go together at your home’s studio, where while you are preparing Evie takes a look around. She goes to your bed. “You know what? Maybe I should sit here,” she says. She stands there, while you go take your stuff. After some time, you return to find her naked, sitting on the bed’s edge. You blush. “Wh-what are you doing?” you ask her nervously. “I had this idea, since I knew you’re such a talented… artist,” she lowers her voice, as she stands up approaching you. “Aren’t you?” she asks as she is behind you. “Aren’t I what?” “A talented arting, a gifted one, rather I say…” she says as she suddenly holds your hips with her both hands, grinding her ladyparts behind you. “What do you think (y/n), am I.. talented?” she asks as she kisses your neck, and pushes her hand in your pants.’