CAKE Byte - And the winner is…
Hmmm….yummy, yum. CAKE is proud to announce the winner of our first ever fantasy submission contest. We enthusiastically thank all of you who submitted your fantastical delights- the CAKE staff has thoroughly enjoyed reading all of them, but alas there can only be one winner.
So here it goes, the first place prize of the CAKE.Contest is awarded to - "Luscious Brown". With her creativity, straight from the hip style, and overall sex appeal, Luscious had us feeling like we were right there with her, sharing her delights and pleasure all along the sensual journey. Oh Luscious, you had us all very excited indeed. Without further ado, CAKE is happy to spread the love and share Luscious’ luscious work with all of you - congratulations and enjoy! Please - keep them coming ....
By Luscious Brown
"Whew...it goes against every instinct to share this, but then again, that in itself is a turn-on, no? My absolute best sexual fantasies are always these series of set-ups in which a sexual situation is happening and I am in every role and it all rolls into one heartbreakingly exquisite orgasm. These are the situations - 3 fantasies in one, and I am in each head. Traditional elements to begin with - Two students in school uniforms in a back corner of a library; a woman being stopped by a police officer; and a doctor and nurse in some side waiting room. I can see it from the man's position and the woman's, and usually images from the voyeurs come in too.
The pace is usually the same...my oral fixation shows itself as I always imagine the hardness in the pants, evident through the pants of the man, and the woman's fingers gliding over that hardness in the material; the focus for the blowjob build up is usually on the police officer stopping a woman on a deserted highway. I can see the waist to upper thigh of the officer in front of my face, feel the thick cloth under my fingers, and see the outline of his muscled thigh and the separate hardness of his dick. There's always a desperate unzipping, a desperate pulling out the dick, the cock, the balls, the slight moisture on him, in me - the clutching of a round ass.
I can slip into his point of view here and see the trees in front of him, arms spread across the top of the car, mid-section pulled into the car, the sharp nails gentle tickle at the base and then - Flip and I'm a man standing by a library table on top of which a cute girl in knee socks, skirt and sweater is sitting legs spread, smiling, quirky, glasses, pony tail - often with a ribbon...often fingernails short and pulling on the waistband of my slacks - here I'm dancing between awareness because I can also see her aroused by the roundness of her thighs on the table, feeling her bare puss on the table top but knowing it's still covered by the short skirt, knowing he doesn't know she's wearing no bra under her tight little sweater, and there so much just hot kissing, so much pulling and pushing and wrapping legs around and fingers slipping up thighs.
Of two minds I feel the fingers discovery of the pantylessness - both the rough fingers against the wet surface of the table where a small tight hole is waiting, and the hot sucking wet of an exposed fantasy closing in around one finger, then two, three searching wriggling and watching her eyes close, her head roll back a bit, breath catch lips open, watching her whole body adjust around those fingers, watching the fingers inside become the center of her world...but am I a student or a nurse in a changing room with a doctor's knowing fingers between my thighs while I straddle him on the couch? Can I feel him hardening under my thigh - I long for it...is he on his way to surgery, is he shifting my - yes he's moving my panties out of the way so I can rub up against him through his pants.
My consciousness is shattered and each part of my mind is working towards an unsubtle explosion - on a deserted road I'm using my mouth, throat and two hands to get this cop's dick in my mouth, but I'm also whimpering as my balls get squeezed gently and my head gets inhaled and - is that a tongue-ring, over under in out in out...
To play it out a bit I'm in a car passing by, seeing the hands on the uniformed ass, the body arched into the car, knees weak, head back, fucking the window, the woman's head inside viciously mouth-fucking in my rearview mirror, and having to stop the car; then in the library I've got my cock halfway into this sweet young thing, one of her legs over my arm lifting her a bit off the table so her breast - I've pulled my sweater up and pulled down one side of my bra to see my breast, see him watch my breast bounce to his fucking, all the way, all the way, and that nipple being circled and circled and - I am watching these kids thru a shelf of books, watching him fuck her with his belt still tight on, just his dick coming out of the zipper, the wet spot on the table where she was pressing herself while they made out, and he's holding her skirt up and sucking her tit and keeping a finger on that clit, making her buck, with those little noises that spark out uncontrollable, and buck; and I'm bucking and rolling and up and down and roll...on top of a doctor who's nametag says Jones and who's belt is open and pants zipped down, cock sprung, the tip slowly worked into the mysterious hole and who's deeply deeply inside and round and round and yet I'm a doctor and I'm swiveling this bodacious breasted - handfuls and handfuls pouring out of the front of her little white uniform - thick-hipped fleshy sex goddess, turning her around for the friction and standing her up with a thrust and bending her over a table and fucking her so hard I have to hold her up with one hand around her belly and her feet aren't touching the floor, I'm fucking her so hard I can't see, we fall back on to the couch and just sit there squirming, her hair over my face, my blind hands pushing her breasts up towards her own lips, and my breasts, my nipples standing up so straight, I feel the hot explosion in me, a surprise thumb in my ass, the slippery suction of two bodies unwilling to let go just yet - two bodies mouths everywhere sucking, dicks hardening and getting larger and larger, but the point of explosion getting smaller and smaller until I am alone in my room bucking and screaming and tears coming, everyone coming, arching and crying out and blind and toes curling and - everyone coming - even the man across the alley, who has been watching and dreaming and jerking...the last second my mind is everywhere and yet all in one small, tiny, powerful clit with a mind of it's own, bursting open with juice and flesh and pleasure and a sigh."
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Do you use sexually explicit material to get turned on and if so, what is your favorite kind? Give CAKE the juicy details. Submit and read responses from last week's question in the REPORT section.
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CAKE.