Artistic_Corner_5640, Author at NSFW story

The Tomb of Kummunmee [Halloween silliness][mummy domme][monsters][so many bad jokes][BDSM][warning – it gets weird]

Laura Hilfarm groaned with heated desperation as she pressed her sticky labia together with the slick fingers of one hand while her other moved fitfully from one heaving breast to the other teasing at her rigidly hard nipples. She arched off the sleeping bag as her fingers parted the wet folds of her sex stroking against the hood of her clitoris before easing her lips together once more. She shuddered in a near orgasm gasping into the cramped confines of her tent. Despite the cold desert night outside her body was heated with arousal.

The rocking motion of the camel she had been riding for days, the pressure between her legs, the isolation of the desert, the loneliness and the bitter chill of the desert nights had conspired to drive her to masturbate herself to sleep each night in her tent. But it had become something more: a challenge she set herself. Each night she masturbated and took her straining twitching body to the dripping edge of release but she would not allow herself an orgasm until she found the lost tomb of king Kummunmee. Read more »

Closing time at the Ferryman [humour][halloween porn][skeleton/ghoul monster sex][warning – its just monsters having sex – it gets weird!]

I’ve been coming to the Ferryman for years. It’s pretty rundown but it’s a popular hang out for those of us who go bump in the night and the humans who like to bump with us.

Not that I was getting much of that action. Like pretty much every monster bar the vampires had taken the place over and ruined the atmosphere. Don’t get me wrong some of my best friends are vampires but they’ve got that whole supernatural brooding sexy ‘look at my silk shirt and perfect skin I’m so sad I’m immortal and have superpowers’ thing going on. I’m not sure they even qualify as monsters. ‘Oh I drink blood and have cute little fangs but am basically a supermodel in a leather jacket.’ Give it a rest! Just as bad as werewolves. Some of us are monsters 24/7!

A vampire could get laid in a convent and a lot of them do so why ruin things for the rest of us? How are we supposed to compete? Some hot monster curious goth in a tight black t shirt of a band I’ve never heard of comes in here are they going to be looking at me or the anemic pin up in the latex catsuit? No prizes for guessing I’m going home to my crypt alone again for some quality time with my own cold claws Read more »

Whose orgasm denial is it anyway? [mutual tease][m/f][kinky][very mild medfet]

She arrives at the agreed time well after my regular appointments. Everyone else has left. I greet her with my usual professional courtesy but the truth is I’m delighted to see her again and I doubt I’m hiding it very well. I flatter myself but her response seems similar.

She is wearing a cheap grey pantsuit with an apple green blouse and black work sneakers. She’s come straight from her office.

Her ginger hair is cut into a neat pageboy style framing her broad pale face with a spray of freckles spread across her nose and cheeks. She doesn’t wear makeup. Her watery green eyes look out through glasses with thick black frames. She is tall and well built. Not fat but generously proportioned.

We make professional small talk as we go through the waiting room to my office. This is part of the game. Who will give in first and progress to the next stage?

It’s me. I suggest she undress and get on the exam chair. She gives a small smile I roll my eyes admitting defeat.

I’ve seen her undress many times but I still want to stare. I try to hide my interest but based on her amused expression I do a bad job of it. Read more »

Wedding Speech [f/f][humour][orgasm denial kink]

“Wonderful to see so many of you here to celebrate this day. I want to tell you a story about two woman. Two woman you might know, who might not be a million miles away from where we stand today but I promised not to reveal any secrets so let’s call them Prim and Reed. Not their real names of course but perhaps they give some insight into their characters.

I won’t tell you much about their lives or their appearance. That is best left to your imagination but let’s just say they are woman of a certain age and they don’t like taking chances. They both found themselves sexually unsatisfied. Ironic when you consider they shared a fetish for orgasm denial.

Like so many they turned to the internet to service their needs. For a long time this was a solitary masturbatory pursuit. Each of them playing alone taking themselves to the brink over and over until the air around them smelt of desire and frustration.

In this heightened tormented state they began sharing their aching denied wetness with like-minded partners on a sympathetic website. On such a site Prim and Reed found each other. Although neither of them expected to find a proclivity for their own gender they did find their desires closely in synch. Read more »

Bunkmates [f/f][teasing]

I am too old to be backpacking and too old to be sleeping in a bunk bed.

The hostel seemed like a good idea. Cheap holiday. I was on a budget. I remember enjoying it when I was younger but everything ached less then.

Something else too. I’m used to having my own space. I share it with a cat but I’m used to privacy. If I have needs I take care of them. I’m being coy, we all know I’m talking about masturbation. It’s not like I’m some sex maniac humping her pillow to sleep every night. Not every night.

But now I can’t. Now I don’t have any privacy i want to so bad.

To make it worse my neighbour in the top bunk opposite does not seem to have my inhibitions. When she thinks everyone is sleeping I hear her shifting on the cheap matress. I hear the creak of the metal bunk. The little movements. In the humid twilight I see her long legs moving under the thin sheet. A naked muscled leg emerges. I see her upper arm exposed as she turns slightly. Read more »

The Tethered Maid [BDSM][femsub][self bondage][fiction!]

Today I am to dust and tidy the main library. The mansion has many rooms and I have not seen them all but the library is among my favorites.

The smells of old paper and furniture polish. The cool calm quiet amid the book lined shelves. The soothing glow of the reading lights. The books themselves, worn and bound with aged leather. Such unusual titles such exotic illustrations.

I wear my maids uniform. A white blouse, black knee length skirt, a starched white maids cap, black stockings and underwear though my brassiere is white so as to not show through my blouse. A black ribbon encircles my throat. I draw the line at a collar when I am working. The collar is for when you have me in the subcellars and then I wear little else.

Whatever the eccentricities of my duties I still have to clean and I am on my feet a lot while I work (except for those times you require me in other positions) so I wear black athletic shoes. As you know I enjoy many forms of discomfort but sore feet is not one of them. Read more »

Negotiations with nobody [BDSM][edging][femsub][solo]

I sit astride the small wooden coffee table. I am naked.

In my fantasy you have tied me with my legs parted, helpless and vulnerable.

In reality I am in that exact pose but held only by my own desires.

I have moved the coffee table to the small cramped hallway facing my front door. My spread knees touch either side of the frame. The muscles of my inner thighs ache.

The door is locked. No one can see in but I can hear the street sounds outside. I can feel the cold draft from around the door like a ghostly hand caressing my warm wet sex. It makes me feel exposed, on show, makes every touch more intense. Makes control harder.

Fingers first, just my own hands. Practised movements across my labia and clitoris, stroking, teasing. Adding to the heat and wetness. Years of practice. I know exactly how much I can take. I’m cruel, ruthless, as I take myself to the brink. Touching and teasing until I have to change technique. Fingers sliding across the flesh around my clit unable to take direct contact there now. Read more »

Lady F and the train part 2 [gothic horror][warning she gets naked so its a little more horror than part 1]

My intention was to satisfy you with my hand or my mouth and leave you none the wiser as to who or what had brought you to your orgasmic release. I would attend to my own pleasures in a solitary manner fueled by the memories of your hard hot organ.

I have had similar encounters on many occasions and I find them quite satisfying. For reasons I’m sure you may now appreciate further intimacy is difficult for me.

What happened between us that night still surprises me when I recall it. Perhaps your passion made my cold still blood run hot again for a moment. Perhaps the thunderstorm raging outside the train excited me more than I realised. I do have something of an affinity for thunder and lightning after all. You might say they bring me to life.

With your swollen tormented manhood twitching in the wet leather grip of my glove and the mechanical claw beneath I stooped my head beneath the table with a creak of my corsets.

I suspect you had not even noticed my lack of breath but you felt it’s advantages as I took your rigid organ between my pale lips and deep into my cold gullet. A benefit of my design I took you easily with no danger of gagging. Read more »

Lady F and the train [femdom][steampunkish][gothic horror]

You sit alongside me in the luxuriously appointed first class dining car. We have it to ourselves at this time. Your breathing is harsh and ragged. You cannot hear mine. Outside it is dark. The train thunders through the night, plumes of steam rising up in the moonlight.

I like to think of the mechanical power of the locomotive engine as I feel the vibrations through the soles of my glossy black leather boots. After all the engine and I have a lot in common. On previous nights alone in my sleeper cabin I have straddled the vibrating metal of the guard rail with my stockinged legs and taken pleasure that way but tonight I have company. Tonight I have you to play with. I doubt you will be as reliably satisfying as the mechanical marvel of the engine but I do hope you will prove me wrong. Read more »

Virgin sacrifice 2: Ghost librarian protocol [humour][title is the best part][paranormal]

Reader this is the sequel you didn’t ask for to my story “The virgin sacrifice has been cancelled due to technical reasons.” and this is what happened……

“Who were those guys?” Asked Lea as three geeky looking middle aged men ran screaming past her out of the library.

” I have no idea.” Said Esther but her attention was elsewhere. Specifically Esther’s legs. “Why are you wearing bike shorts? We’re supposed to look professional.”

“I cycled here, anyway professional what? What are we doing here? They saw a ghost so they call a professor of the occult?’

“Sure, who else were they gonna call?”

“Good point…..I thought you liked the bike shorts….or should I take them off..” she hooked a finger into the waist band of her shorts suggestively.

Lea smiled a flirty smile. A smile which they were both very surprised was reserved for the older tweed loving woman. Esther was currently dressed in a faded brown suit with added cat hair. A careful observer would have noticed similar cat hairs stuck to Leas otherwise pristine navy polo. Read more »