ddrhererdd12, Author at NSFW story — Page 2 of 3

making you mine

I always did enjoy having you around kitten. You were fun to talk to, sweet, funny…

And so, so fucking oblivious. You never really figured out that your boyfriends roomate wanted you. Did you? That he stroked his cock while you were in the other room riding him. That he stroked it to the sounds of your frustrations…
Even using other women to get off didn’t do enough. Inevitably I’d get bored with a new toy and go back to fantasy. Until one day I decided I needed you.

You were asleep much later than normal, while you’re boyfriend was out at work. I had been kept up all night with the sounds of you desperately trying, and failing, to cum. I decided to do something about it.

You start to stir, groggily wondering what that feeling is. And why it feels so fucking good. Whose beard is brushing over your sensitive skin, whose tongue is writhing deep inside your kitty.
Surely he had come back home for some reason? He had seen you sleeping and taken advantage. Either way. You were moaning like a wet little whore, weren’t you pet? Read more »

helping you with the livestream [CNC][public ish]

You had been streaming for about 6 or so years now. It started with a bored side project, figuring out something to do when you got home from work. And it only really started with a couple of people, didn’t it? You did some niche stuff, but it was good, at least for someone who had never done it before. And over time you only ever got better. Still, you streamed something for a small subset of people with a similar interest. There was no expectation for it ever growing big.

…except it did. Almost overnight in fact. What started as a passion project where you recognized almost everyone in the chat turned quickly into anonymous donations for seemingly no reason. It worked out to be good money, but it was still shocking to you where all these strangers came from. At least until you thought about it. Read more »

removing your guilt – followup [cheating, public, pregnant sex]

This is a follow up with to a story I wrote earlier, with some time skip happening due to the middle part being written by a partner instead of me. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to message me if you enjoyed it :)

You liked that he basically had to move out, didn’t you kitten? That the twin bed you kept for when your niece came over was finally put to use? He wasn’t doing to well, was he?

Sure, he took it, because what else was he going to do? His performance at work was so bad that I got promoted above him, even if I had been in the company for 20 years less than him. And now I had his perfect wife wrapped around my fingers. I even kept your wedding ring on display in the office.

He still paid for the house, for our trips as he desperately tried to get away from us. But only barely. If his job fell through he’d have nothing. And I could easily make it happen. Read more »

removing your guilt [cheating, public]

The hangover was almost as bad as the guilt you woke up with. Almost.

Your husband’s work parties were always super trashy. When you work at a consulting firm why would they not be? Just a bunch of grown men and women who worked 80 hour weeks consistently in close proximity to each other. And then when liquor was added to the mix? Well let’s just say that kid being named after the firm wasn’t a joke.

Still, who could blame them? They were young, mostly unattached. There was nothing stopping them. Just because you were married didn’t mean you wanted to stop them.

Where you ran into trouble was after they started pairing off. You and your husband were in the rapidly emptying bar, making good use of the open tab. You had a hotel room, what would the harm be? Its not like you drank much back home, at least not anymore.

But your husband left while you took a brief trip to the bathroom didn’t he? He never was great at holding his liquor. At least you could nightcap before heading back. Read more »

the dangers of meeting someone new [NC]

Another dull night with your husband, him falling asleep on the couch watching tv as you’re grinding your legs together. Him not even so much as lasting a minute as you give him a hand job to get him hard. It was what, 5 months of this? Your kids where finally old enough to not need to be constantly babied, the only thing stopping you from having some alone time was him.

I wonder how you found yourself here? Tindr? Did you go on reddit and present yourself for all the horny men? Either way, you found what you were looking for and made the 15 minute drive. Completely naked. Shivering in the cold as you though about what was about to happen. It had been too long.

It’s a big house, all things considered, and the doors open. You walk inside. Looking in the darkness for who you messaged. Something obviously wasn’t right.

And then you feel it, a sharp drag around your neck as rope is wrapped around it. You’re lifted up, barely giving you enough slack to keep your toes on the ground. Read more »

helping you find release [NC]

It had been so long since you properly got off. Hadn’t it pet? Ever since you started taking those meds. Even your precious boyfriend couldn’t do it anymore. It was so easy to tell too, just by listening through the wall. I could hear the build up, the moans, the grunts… and that frustrated little squeal as he finished on your tits and any build up came crashing down.

And it wasn’t just during sex, was it pet? You two had been fighting a lot with how frustrated you were. It wasnt even just late at night anymore, it was blatant. All throughout the day as you two worked from home together.

I was sick of it. And thankfully he got called back into the office soon so I didn’t have to hear you fight during the day anymore. Now all that was left was making you two shut up at night…

I knew there was only one way to do that. And so early one morning, right as he left, I called out of work. I knew you’d be home, you always were. Plinking away at some project or another. Read more »

helping you pay off college [NC, knifeplay]

You reread the letter again for the 5th time before shredding it in frustration. While you had done well in college, it wasnt good enough to get your scholarship extended. You could take out loans for the semester, but honestly it was way too late for that. You needed the money now.

A few weeks go by and you’re leaving class. A strange offering was given to you in the nick of time, and you were just desperate enough to take it. It wasnt anything like the normal “maid” services or “companionship” posts, this one was upfront with what they wanted. They would pay you through college, provided you serviced every horrible sexual desire they had. There was even an end point, provided you actually finished college. And with you being on your last semester it was the best option.

Even though you agreed to it, you were still dreading the first phone call. It never came though, you were instead grabbed and pulled into a car as soon as you walked out of your last class. Your eyes were covered, a knife was run tenderly over your pants to get them opened faster, and a dildo was inserted into you. You cried out, half in pain, half in fear, as your pussy was violated before you were ready. Each bump of the road sends it jolting against you, stretching you out nicely for what was to come. Read more »

making you my good girl [NC]

I always did enjoy having you around kitten. You were fun to talk to, sweet, funny…

And so, so fucking oblivious. You never really figured out that your boyfriends roomate wanted you. Did you? That he stroked his cock while you were in the other room riding him. That he stroked it to the sounds of your frustrations…
Even using other women to get off didn’t do enough. Inevitably I’d get bored with a new toy and go back to fantasy. Until one day I decided I needed you.

You were asleep much later than normal, while you’re boyfriend was out at work. I had been kept up all night with the sounds of you desperately trying, and failing, to cum. I decided to do something about it.

You start to stir, groggily wondering what that feeling is. And why it feels so fucking good. Whose beard is brushing over your sensitive skin, whose tongue is writhing deep inside your kitty.
Surely he had come back home for some reason? He had seen you sleeping and taken advantage. Either way. You were moaning like a wet little whore, weren’t you pet? Read more »