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waltappel

My fantasy

By waltappel, in The Bonfire

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waltappel    1

waltappel
I took a short nap earlier and as I was starting to wake up I was in the kind of twilight zone between being awake and being in a wonderful dream state.

Then I had the most incredible fantasy. The sights, sounds, tastes, and smells were so vivid, it was like an enhanced version of an awesome reality.

My awesome fantasy was about bread. (Yes, I know that is sick--I should be fantasizing about dz.com chicks, but hey--this is *my* fantasy). Anyway, I was in the kitchen and the perfect loaf of home-made bread magically appeared.

The outside was still really warm to the touch, but cool enough to be touched without getting burned. As I was slicing off a big fat piece, a small wisp of steam came from the bread, and that awesome smell of home-made bread filled my head.

I was not about to deny myself any pleasure in this fantasy. Fuck whatever anyone says about carbs, calories, grams of fat, or any of that shit. I took a big fucking slice of butter and slowly melted it all over that bread.

This was going to be the best bread of my life! It took all the control that I could muster, but before taking that first wonderful bite of bread, I ran my tongue over it, licking off a fine taste of bread-flavored butter. Then I ran that piece of bread under my nose and inhaled the fragance of pure bread pleasure.

Then I ate it. I was like bread orgasm! Fuck that was great!

An awesome fantasy for sure, but as with all fantasies, they must end. I woke up and had a Diet Coke. No calories or fat, but shit--I'd rather have the bread.

Back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Walt

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masterrig    1

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When I was a kid, every Saturday, was baking day at my grandmother's. She lived across the road from us so, I'd get-up early and beat a path for her house! I got to sample all the home-made cookies, pastries and bread. Before I left, she'd load me up with bread, cookies, cupcakes and etc. I was livin' the dream!:)

Chuck

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When I was a kid, every Saturday, was baking day at my grandmother's. She lived across the road from us so, I'd get-up early and beat a path for her house! I got to sample all the home-made cookies, pastries and bread. Before I left, she'd load me up with bread, cookies, cupcakes and etc. I was livin' the dream!:)

Chuck



Holy shit--you really were living the dream!!!

Walt

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sharimcm    0

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Wow... I didn't know I could get so excited about some else talking about bread. I can smell the aroma now!

"I had a dude tip his black cowboy hat to me after I provided him with a condom outside my hotel room at 3-something in the morning." -myself

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waltappel    1

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Wow... I didn't know I could get so excited about some else talking about bread. I can smell the aroma now!



Imagine if I was talking about sex!

Gotta admit, that fantasy was so damn good that given the choice between really hot sex or really hot bread when I woke up, I would have gone for the bread. Shit yeah!!!

Walt

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Imagine if I was talking about sex!

Gotta admit, that fantasy was so damn good that given the choice between really hot sex or really hot bread when I woke up, I would have gone for the bread. Shit yeah!!!

Walt



What if it was hot bread sex?? Now that's kinky. Now you have me fantasizing about your fantasy... I think I'll go get bread at lunch. Warm, hot, long, fresh French bread... MMmm... :$

"I had a dude tip his black cowboy hat to me after I provided him with a condom outside my hotel room at 3-something in the morning." -myself

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waltappel    1

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What if it was hot bread sex?? Now that's kinky. Now you have me fantasizing about your fantasy... I think I'll go get bread at lunch. Warm, hot, long, fresh French bread... MMmm... :$



Hot bread sex?!!! That is putting my imagination into overdrive. Not that I'm thinking about having sex with bread--but hot bread *and* hot sex would be way over the top.

I realized long ago what my place is in life. I am a slave to the women of the world. I could go on and on about all the things that women are and the things they do that turn me on, but that would take forever.

Let's get to the bread part.

I imagine us standing close--very close--in a warm, steamy, softly lit room gazing into each others eyes and feeling that electricity that tells us that total ecstacy will be ours tonight.

I gently run my fingers along that very special part of your lower back that is just above your beautiful ass. That one spot on your lower back that when touched in just the right way, sends shivers of anticipation and pleasure not just up and down your spine, but through every fiber of your being.

That spot is going to be the sole focus of my existence tonight. The butter I spread on the hot bread gently melts, and you gently touch it with your finger and bring it to your lips; taste it with your tongue.

The piece of bread is ready. So am I. I hold it in front of your face and you run your tongue down its length. I am yours.

I glide the buttery bread so gently along that special spot on your lower back and bring it back to your lips for you to experience bread ecstacy while I gently lick the butter from that special spot.

As the smell and taste of that wonderful bread fill your soul, and I am licking that special spot, waves of pleasure ripple through you....

Damn, I'm a perv today.

Walt

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YEAH, BABY! It was really great. My grandmother made the world's best baked goods. I haven't eaten anything like them since. The down-side was, while all the other kids wore 'Panhandle Slim' shirts... I wore 'Panhandle Chubby'!:D


Chuck



Shit, I've got this bread thing going through my head today and I know you're feelin' it too!

Walt

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