Tonya Harding Fantasy Messages

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I don't know how I ended up on her website maybe it was my ADD who knows. Anyways, while exploring her site I came upon this section which i found mildly entertaining. Anyways, there are 1,606 fantasy messages to Tonya Harding. I'll post the the #1 best fantasy and then a few others as well, but definitely won't waste my time posting all 1600 of them.

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The following fantasy "Sex In The Rain", has been selected as the best written fantasy.
Fantasy Message # 5
Subject: Sex in the rain


I flipped my cigarette into the curbside gutter and looked down the street, watching the rain through dim streetlight. I was in the east side of Portland, deep in old suburbia; stucco homes on one side and a large trailer lot on the other. The remains of drive-time traffic in late April could be heard in the distance on I 84, its noise a thankful muffle to possible cries in the night. I stiffened with the dread of things to come as a bus pulled to a stop 50 yards away. A lone female figure got off, stretched her legs, lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.


Tonya Harding walked in my direction. I'd been waiting for 20 minutes, standing silently by the sidewalk under dripping alder branches. Tonya was on her way home and here I was, ready to intercept her, change our lives forever. Or so that was the plan.

Her apartment was two blocks down and one over but I didn?t want this to happen there. I had plans and we must keep to them. Anyway, best to take her for myself, alone where I could do with her what I wanted with little chance someone would find us there in the apartment.

Here it is, I thought, as Tonya was just about upon me, the moment, the time, the act, my moment with Tonya Harding. Would I chicken out, allow her to pass, never knowing if I could pull it off? My hesitation left in an instant, filed away as unimportant. Careful though, I thought, I don?t want her to see me at the last instant and run down the street screaming bloody murder. But of course, that would all be an act. I waited until she had just passed me then, at the last possible instant, I grabbed her from behind? my right hand over her mouth, strong and determined so she couldn?t scream, my left arm around her waist, pulled her backward, away from the street, down an incline.

As we rolled a couple times and slid the rest of the way down the hill, a truck sped by on the street above with a wail of wind and oily mist. Tonya was stronger than she looked, stronger than even the Tomboy persona the world knew so well. She struggled furiously as we slid into the ditch into a mass of bushes. She was still, unmoving, a lump on soggy ground. Either she had hit her head on an oblong rock or she was pretending to be knocked out. I placed a cold hand over her neck; she was alive? breathing, eyes open but was she conscious?

We were out of sight from above, in a four by eight foot clearing in the middle of a small stand of bushes and wet grass. Cars passed above with their wet tire sounds, reflected yellow headlights and distant street lights shone over Tonya?s muddy form. I touched her neck and her long, wavy blonde hair and I began to remove her soiled denim jacket.

I took comfort in knowledge that she was breathing steadily, evenly but Tonya looked different here on her back, somehow frail and small. What had I done? Was she okay. Should I stop now, do something, run away. She was breathing, alive, mine. I couldn?t stop. I had to continue. I had this cute female body to myself and I was gonna fuck it!

I tore her blouse off, buttons popped and I thought I heard or at least felt Tonya gasp or respond a bit. I'm not sure. I was busy with the sudden pleasure of my cock growing huge while I saw Tonya being undressed by myself. Her skin glistened naked? smudges of mud and wetness ran over her ribs, soaking her bra. I searched for the fastener, pulled her bra off, gasped at her naked breasts, then kissed each, warm and tender on my face, my tongue sliding over her large nipples. I could feel some movement from her chest. I removed her shoes and socks, then the latch of her tight jeans opened easily. I pulled them off nervously, but with great pleasure. Now, except for her white panties Tonya Harding was exposed, naked.

Days of careful planning had come to this moment. I had no mind for mistakes. My heart pounded as my fingers fumbled, both hands shaking. I could hardly breath I was so excited, scared with what I was doing. I was weak with pleasure, the thrill of excitement and the sight of Tonya's naked body, all mine for as long as I wanted. I reached my fingers beneath the elastic of her panties? felt the heat of her body as I pulled them slowly across her muscular thighs, down to her knees? exposing a liberal patch of dark blondish curly hair and the ah so feminine slit in the middle just under her visible clitoris. Then, in one motion,I pulled her panties all the way off? tossed them beside me.

There she was, Tonya Harding, lying on wet grass, rain falling over her naked body, running down dark blonde pussy hair, running in tiny rivers down her legs. Dark green fern and weeds grew around her body. She looked so natural, but so stark naked on the bed of wet moss. If I had not seen her breathing I might have considered her a corpse cooling in the evening light.


Tonya looked like a statue, her arms by her side, her legs straight together, just lying there, naked. Then I reached into my pocket and flipped open a small camera. It had no flash so I had to hold the camera very still, trying not to get any rain into the lens. That was the plan all along. The view was from just below her knees, looking upwards toward her pussy and tits. Her chin could be seen between her two mounds of flesh. I took the picture.

Satisfied, I then carefully spread Tonya?s legs wide open, moved her knees upward, and carefully placed my face into the warmth of her thighs, into her bush. I pulled her pussy lips apart, saw the warm, moist pinkness inside.

Tonya was an enchanting mixture of pussy, wet leaves and moss. I licked her like a lollypop, working my tongue from just above her ass, moving upwards, sliding my tongue deep into her vagina, feeling her hot juices run over my lips. Then I glided my tongue upward all around her hardening clit, my tongue moved through her pussy hair. I swallowed a bit of her juices, smelled the sexy nasty fragrance of Tonya Harding. I could hardly wait to get my cock deep inside but I must take my time, love the moment, take it all in, explore.

I moved my hands all over her naked hips and thought I felt her move a bit. Was she awake, pretending, afraid to move? Was her body responding to me a bit or was she just scared out of her mind, afraid to move, afraid to respond? Was it just my imagination? I didn't think about it more than a half second, not with her naked body beneath me.

Tonya's legs still spread wide and the smell of pussy filled the air like a press ?em while you wait shop. Was this her game? I couldn?t think. Was she now to wake? Was that the plan? I couldn't remember nor care. She was mine, no matter what she did, she was mine.
I pulled my jeans and underwear down to my shoes in one motion. I was so weak from the excitement I nearly fell over. I could hardly get my body to respond to my commands, to move in any decent coordinated way. My huge erection bobbed at her in the moonlight as I moved between her hips. I spread her legs wide, taking it all in. Then suddenly I pushed my huge cock into her pussy, sliding deep with little resistance, her female juices making my plunge easier and more pleasurable.

My god, what a feeling. I was ready to burst. I had to stop now and again to keep myself from cuming. I slid again into her pussy, slowly, wanting to squirt into Tonya's vagina. She was tight, hot, naked. My hips moved slowly, my back arched wide. I plunged deep, feeling the pressure inside Tonya, the incredible warmth and moisture of the woman, my hairy balls hitting her soft thighs, wondering if I should finish now or hold it longer, if I had any choice. Her tits jiggled as I fucked her, the slap of my hips against hers making a familiar sound. Her head bobbed side to side, her legs over my shoulders, my hands groping her feminine naked body. I squeezed her breasts then pinched her hard nipples. She moaned a bit. I fondled the insides of her warm, silky thighs, and around her ass. I could feel my hard erection wanting to squirt all over Tonya's face, her pussy, anywhere, everywhere.

I fucked her deeply, stopping the plunge of my cock, feeling her cervix, the play of the bottom of her hips against me, my hands grabbing Tonya's breasts.

I pulled out of her pussy and looked down between her legs, the tip of my cock resting just inside her open pussy. I looked at Tonya's face, her eyes closed, that famous stubborn, independent face, her naked body, knowing that I was inside her, having her all to myself, fucking Tonya Harding.

Then I moved back onto her hot pussy and fucked her hard again, faster and faster, feeling her body all around me. I was cognizant that it was barely possible for someone to hear me on the street above but they couldn't see us. But it didn?t really register. This moment was mine. I was safe. Her body was reacting to my fucking her. I could hear her moaning with pleasure. She was loving it, loving my fucking her. That made me more excited, fucked her faster, harder, deeper, and Tonya's moans turned to soft cries of pleasure because she could barely control it. Her body was taking over and she wanted release as much as I, her hands pulling my hips toward her, causing me to fuck her faster, deeper.

Then suddenly, "No, Goddamn it, no!?, Tonya groaned, moving beneath me, ?What the fuck are you doing!" She made a half frantic move to escape, slapped and clawed at me hard, dug into my shoulder with $2 nails.

I?d have none of it. I moved and faced her, towering over her small body, pinning her down. I tasted her lips, pressed hard on her mouth, keeping her from talking or screaming. Drops of cold rain fell from leafless branches, sizzled as the drops touched our bodies. I pumped more in earnest, all my strength holding her helpless, plunging again so deep I feared she might be damaged by the force of my passion.

Then finally I came. Long spasms I thought would never end, hoped never would end. My cum shot into Tonya, deep into her pussy, filled her vagina, and ran out over her hips and down into the crack of her ass. She gasped then, looked as though her shoe laces had just broken. She gave in, moved with me, moaning, wanting more, her hips hungry, the cheap smell of her smothering my senses.

I kept fucking Tonya Harding but soon, all too soon, I was finished, completed, satisfied. She looked at me, shivering now in the chill of the night, a determined smile on her lips; ?That was better than the other night, asshole? she said. "But you could have killed me you were so rough." She kissed me tenderly. "I hope you got that picture. Let?s rehearse more, and next time, please, can we do it on a softer ditch and without all those fucking thorny bushes??

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Sometimes we are drawn to fantasies that we know are wrong and that would not happen in a million years. I suppose that's why they're called "fantasies". My fantasy is to have a sexual experience with Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan together.

In my fantasy, I meet them both in a hotel room ten years after the infamous incident. The fact that they are so different from each other is part of the turn-on for me. I love Tonya's powerful-looking body but also Nancy's sleek, streamlined look. I love the contrast between their respective reputations.

After exchanging some pleasantries, we decide to get down to business. I watch as Nancy does a strip show for me, followed by Tonya. I am surprised that Nancy seems just as comfortable with these games as Tonya.

Speaking of contrasts, I notice that Nancy's clean shaven privates contrast strikingly with Tonya's full bush. All I know is that I want BOTH of them!

At least one of my assumptions about these two turns out to be incorrect. Nancy is the assertive one, not Tonya. Nancy directs me to service her pussy and says that Tonya will service me. Obeying, I bury myself in Nancy's sweet pussy while Tonya softly strokes my cock. I am surprised by Tonya's calmness- gently stroking and sucking my shaft- while Nancy screams in ecstasy.

Next Nancy orders that she and Tonya will change positions. Tonya spreads her legs as I go to work on her hot muff. Meanwhile, Nancy begins milking my cock with a fury I had not expected. "This guy is about to bust," Nancy notes. She adds "I want him in my pussy."

Nancy reclines and tells me to "slide that big thing up my cunt." I, of course, comply. She is so tight and has such incredible pussy control, and I know that she is the best fuck I ever had. When I'm about to cum, she orders me to pull out. I take my cock in my hand to relieve myself when Nancy then orders me to stop. She tells me to lie on the floor.

Tonya, who has been sitting on the couch fingering herself walks over and straddles me. As Nancy watches, Tonya does a slow grind on my cock until I release my heavy load directly in her pussy.

My mind is blown and I will never think of Tonya and Nancy in the same way again!

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My wife and I were at the local nudist camp enjoying a hot afternoon in the sun. There were 20-30 other couples as it was a busy day. Everyone at this place is friendly and most are very nice looking although my wife and I consider ourselves average looking.

The one thing a man does not want to do at this nudist club is walk around with a raging hard-on. It's just not cool. You must try to THINK it down should this problem arise. That said, that day I saw many appealing women laying out with legs spread that day and could not help but notice all the shaved pussies glistening and sweating in the warm sun. My wife also made mention of all the nice looking men and would often make mention of their raised or slightly raised cocks (a few one-eyed monsters as she often put it). We were always light hearted about these things and shared our thoughts through out the day with a laugh and a smile. By the way, I am straight, my wife curious.

Looking out onto the lawn I noticed a particularly nice women's body walking over to us. This familiar looking woman said "HI" as she approached us. Looking up I recognized this beautiful naked body to be Tonya Harding smiling and staring directly at my cock. Although she was talking to both me and my wife she kept gazing at my now almost erect cock. Her friendly and sexy smile was not enough to keep us from noticing where her eyes stayed glued. After some small talk, and her saying that she was there with her boyfriend, she walked away saying that they hoped to see more of us later in the day.

WOW! After that scene I had to think down my cock a bit and get some control of my now very erect cock that only caused my wife to smile and say, "You seem to have gotten a rise out of that little meeting." It was true...I did.

After a few minutes I went into the inside swimming pool area. In this room were showers, and a hot tub. I really liked to visit the hot tub even on hot days. This hot tub sat upto 10-12 people. After turning on the jets I sat in the hot tub a few minutes with my eyes closed feeling the bubbles swirl around my cock and balls...both relaxing and stimulating at the same time.

Before the first cycle stopped Ms. Tonya Harding stepped into the hot tub with me. I just smiled and said "HI", remembering our earlier encounter. Tonya just smiled and said "HI" back to me. I noticed she sat a short distance away from me in the hot tub. Far enough anyway that I did not think anything about it. I just closed my eyes to resume feeling the comfortable craziness going in with my balls flapping around with my cock in the warm water.

Suddenly, I began to feel very hard and excited. My stimulation was out of control. I had a raging hard-on and was wondering why. It was like something had grabbed a hold on me. I just kept my eyes closed and enjoyed my mind trip. It was wonderful and went on for several minutes. Suddenly, the jets turned off. I opened my eyes and looked over at a smiling Tonya. I began to wonder how I would turn the jets on again with this out-of-control erection of mine. I mean my head was still spinning from the heat and the excitment. Well, being the lady that she was, Tonya asked "Would you like for me to turn thr hot tub back on for you?" I said, "Would you please?". Tonya rose up from her seat smiling, all the while showing me that nice round ass, and in shape body as she gave her breasts a gentle brush in a shack off the water sort of way. After Tonya turned on the water jets for me she turned and waved and apparently returned to the sunning area and her boyfriend.

After taking a few minutes to regain my composure under the cover of jet bubbles I walked back outside with my still half-erect penis jutting out in front of me. As i sat back down next to me wife I noticed that Tonya and her boyfriend had moved their towels next ours. I just smiled and sat down next to my wife.

I could not help but notice that Tonya's boyfriend had acheived a half hard cock which did not surprise me as he was sitting next 2 beautiful ladies....one blonde and one brunette, both naked and glistening in the sun as the sweat poured off their pussies. It WAS quite a site.

My wife whispered in my ear that she overheard Tonya say to her boyfriend that she had handled and played with my cock in the hot tub. She said that they only giggled about that. I was stunned for a second because I did not realize that had happened to me. At that moment I was a bit embarassed and a bit more excited. WOW! What an experience! I did not even know what had happened.

After talking to Ms. Tonya and her boyfriend for a few minutes we all decided to go back to our rented trailer for what ended up being a little "soft swing" action. After I watched my wife and Tonya play with and both go down on the boyfriend's cock, Tonya came over to me and swallowed my hard cock into her mouth. As Tonya sucked and licked my cock her boyfriend was going down on my wife and we were all enjoying every second of it. Tonya had a very wet pussy as I exploded my cum into her mouth. Moments later my wife had an explosion of her own as she orgasmed as the boyfriend exploded an obviously big shot of cum into her mouth....Needless to say, after a couple of cold beers, the girls were ready for some well deserved cock. After we switched back to our respective partners we watched as Tonya nad her boyfriend got it on as they watched us. What a fine afternoon.

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I walked into my local boxing gym on a Saturday afternoon looking to get a good workout. Upon entering the gym, I noticed a tough looking husky blonde pounding a thinner but taller male in the ring. The man looked frightened as he covered up, only throwing a half-hearted punch on rare occasion.

When the round ended, the male said he was done and that he was leaving. The female called him a "fucking loser" and slugged him in the gut, causing him to fall to the canvas in pain. Her trainer had to pull her off of the poor guy as the girl got in a few choice kicks.

Her trainer then approached me and asked if I would be willing to be the new sparring partner. I told him I was not comfortable boxing a female, but he asked me to come meet the blonde and that maybe I could be convinced. I relented and was introduced to "Tonya". Immediately I realized that this was the famous skater-turned-boxer. I said I was honored to meet her and that I would be glad to help her with her training.

She told me not to go easy on her. I felt that I was listening to her, taking in her advice, when suddenly she ordered me to look her in the eye. "I would appreciate if you would talk to my face and not to my tits" were her exact words. I apologized profusely. She laughed and told me that it was something that happened to her a lot. She then whispered in my ear, "If you're man enough to beat me, I'll let you have a look and maybe more."

I started out circling her, landing a few jabs. She didn't seem that hard to hit and I figured this was going to be easy. Next I landed a big right cross but to my shock she didn't even flinch. That same punch had knocked down larger men!

She moved in close to me and hit me with a few body punches. The punches were much stronger than I had anticipated, although I was not badly hurt. I began to cover my body a little better, but she recognized that and switched her attack to my head. She caught me with a left hook-right cross combination to the side of the face and jaw. I couldn't believe it. I felt unsteady and held on to her. As I held, she pounded my midsection, further weakening me. I was glad to her the bell ending the round.

The next round was about even. I had learned my lesson in the first round and spent much of the round jabbing, then playing defense. I probably landed more punches, although she was landing the harder ones.

In the third and final round, I landed another big right. Again, she took it with no trouble at all. She then took over, throwing even more punches than she had thrown in the first two rounds combined. By the midway point, I was exhausted and ready to quit. I told her so. She got close to me and said that if I lasted the round, she would make it worth my while. I was very glad to hear that final bell as I would not have lasted another minute.

After a few minutes of cooling down, Tonya asked me to follow her down the street to an apartment where she was staying. I eagerly followed.

Upon entering, she immediately locked the door. She thanked me for giving her a much better workout than the "limp dick" whom I had replaced. She asked if I was too tired to "get it up." As encouragement, she removed her tight halter top revealing her huge breasts. My cock immediately sprang to attention.

I couldn't believe this was happening. Then she threw me a curve, suggesting that we arm wrestle. She said if I won, I would get a blow job. If she won, I would have to go down on her. I don't know if you've ever arm wrestled a topless woman, but I can assure you that any normal man would only be at half strength doing so. I must admit though that even on my best day I would not have beaten her. She pretty easily put my arm down, removed her shorts and said "You know what you have to do."

For about fifteen minutes, she ordered me about as I worked her hot cunt with my tongue. At various times, her writhing turned into moaning and then all out screaming. Finally, she ordered me to remove my shorts. She climbed on my throbbing erection. Seeing the great Tonya Harding riding me cowgirl style with her big tits fully exposed was beyond anything I had ever had before.

After only about three minutes of this, she flexed her biceps. That was it! I exploded a huge load right there in her pussy, grunting and shouting like I never had before.

When we parted, I asked for her phone number. She said that she would prefer not to give it to me as she was not looking for attachments. I never saw her again. Although I have been with other women since, no experience has even come close to my meeting with Tonya.

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