Author: lettilovecraft

I’m really dumb when I want to come. [MF]

*Consensual D/s dynamic*

“Can I come?” I asked, feeling myself approaching the peak.

“Beg me for it.” He didn’t break rhythm, continuing to fuck me in a mated press position while holding a wand against my clit.

Begging wasn’t a strength of mine. It’s the total opposite of brat behavior. But I was so close…

“Please,” I breathed. “Please, I can’t hold it.” Each word fell out of me in sync with his thrusts. My entire body was clenched, trying to stop the orgasm from crashing over me.

“Oh you can do better than that,” he teased, slowing his pace and dropping to his elbows so his face was just a breath away from mine. “Beg.”

“I…” I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t focus on anything other than him inside me, the vibrations pulling me towards release. Without any thought at all, except a primal need to come, I said *“I’ll wake you up with my mouth every morning.”*

I felt his silent laugh on my cheek. The lingering mead on his breath mingled with his cologne and natural scent, giving rise to an intoxicating fragrance. Read more »

On the Edge. [MF]

My fingers drew soft circles on my clit.

He sat in the driver seat next to me, his hand on my knee, holding my legs open. A half hour drive ahead of us. I was ordered to play with myself the entire time but I was not allowed to cum.

His hand slid off my knee, his fingers drawing warm, teasing lines along my inner thigh. I lifted my hips up off the seat.

“Keep going,” he encouraged.

I added light pressure against my clit and glanced at the GPS. We still had 27 minutes to go. I didn’t want to get myself too close yet.

But then his fingers were inside me, hooking against my G spot. I let myself sink into the pleasure, moving my circles with his rhythm.

Slipping away.

“Don’t you dare cum,” he growled, pulling me back to reality and returning both of his hands to the steering wheel.

I opened my eyes. 23 minutes.

Deep breaths.

I shoved two fingers into my pussy, slowly gliding them in and out, giving my clit a break. Read more »

My First Orgy. [Group]

A three tier bed.

Nine people.

There was something mathematically pleasing about that. Even more satisfying, my partners and I occupied one third of the orgy.

It was my first orgy. It wasn’t planned. It evolved. After an intensely sensual blindfold scene on the club’s patio, our palpable sexual energy guided us to the play room. There were three beds, shaped like a staircase.

At first we occupied the space in distinct compartments, coupled and separate. And then some joined. Connecting.

I stayed in my triplet, on the lowest tier bed, watching it evolve. I made out with my husband while he fucked our friend. And I watched the other six people start to link through touch; a kiss, a hand, tangled legs.

I just met some of these people tonight. But I suddenly felt an urge to connect to them in that moment. I changed my outfit, for the third and final time that night, into a mauve laced teddy.

I moved to the second tier bed.

My husband fucked me until my head bumped into someone’s leg. I reached up and stroked their calf. Read more »

I got fucked in front of strangers. [MF]

**[D/s] [impact] [orgasm control] [sex in public]**

We were in a sex club. After a couple hours of mingling and [brutal edging](https://fetlife.com/users/12178108/posts/7362130), he led me into the big play room.

Almost every bed was full. The ones in the corners and behind the curtains were taken. Only one bed remained. Center stage, right in front of a wall-sized window, allowing an audience front row seats to the action. It was the most public we could possibly be, besides maybe fucking on the dance floor.

**”Hands on the bed,”** he ordered.

I obeyed without hesitation. I would take any punishment he gave me. He did that to me. He ripped the brat right out and seized my submission with both hands.

He started with his hand, then his belt. Finally, [the paddle.](https://fetlife.com/users/12177800/pictures/112292712)

A few people gathered around our bed to watch me get spanked. I kept my gaze buried in the sheets. But without warning, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head up. Forcing me to take in my surroundings…

On the bed next to us, a couple fucked from behind. Read more »

You’re Going to Let Me Love You [MF] [D/s] [affectionate dominance] [oral] [romantic]

This happened almost a year ago. There’s a bit of backstory before it gets intimate, but I think it’s important to capture the “wholesome” theme for the challenge this story was written for. Gentle feedback welcome. Please no judgement on our dynamic. It’s consensual.

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I was having a lot of self-confidence issues, especially since my husband and I were talking about opening up our marriage to look for women so I could explore my bisexuality, and fulfill some of our joint fantasies if possible. I couldn’t help comparing myself to the girls with the small perky tits that kept popping up on my FetLife feed. Meanwhile, my 34 J’s felt like an unsexy burden. It seemed like all the girls my husband followed were petite and small. My body has always been curvy and at the time I didn’t really feel confident in it. *(Note, a lot has changed in a year and I feel a lot more comfortable in my skin now – thanks to my husband, FetLife friends, and most importantly adopting a healthy lifestyle and working towards my body goals).* Read more »

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You’re going to let me love you. [MF]

This happened almost a year ago. There’s a bit of backstory before it gets intimate, but I think it’s important to capture the “wholesome” theme. My first submission here. Gentle feedback welcome. Please no judgement on our dynamic. It’s consensual.

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I was having a lot of self-confidence issues, especially since my husband and I were talking about opening up our marriage to look for women so I could explore my bisexuality, and fulfill some of our joint fantasies if possible. I couldn’t help comparing myself to the girls with the small perky tits that kept popping up on my FetLife feed. Meanwhile, my 34 J’s felt like an unsexy burden. It seemed like all the girls my husband followed were petite and small. My body has always been curvy (see comments for picture) and at the time I didn’t really feel confident in it. *(Note, a lot has changed in a year and I feel a lot more comfortable in my skin now – thanks to my husband, play partners, FetLife, Reddit, and most importantly adopting a healthy lifestyle and working towards my body goals).* Read more »

The Princess Bride/Brat. [MF] [D/s] [spanking]

**Disclaimer: This is an erotic parody fanfiction of The Princess Bride by William Goldman. All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of Mr. Goldman. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material.**

**18+, this scene contains dominance and submission, bratting and brat taming, spanking, sex, and rodents of unusual size. Just kidding on the rodents, actually. But they are lurking in the Fire Swamp close by.**

Note, Goldman provided instructions in his book for those who felt cheated that they didn’t get a reunion scene at the bottom of the hill. Readers can request the three page reunion scene he wrote by writing to the address below and asking for a copy. He reminds you to please include your return address. I’ve already sent my request but did not receive a response. Perhaps you will.

Urban del Rey
Ballantine Books
201 East 50th Street
New York, New York 10022

In the meantime, below is my BDSM version of this scene based on [my parodic theory](http://farmtofetish.com/archives/252) that Buttercup and Westley have a brat/brat tamer dynamic. **Please do not continue reading if you are under 18 years old or the thought of Westley dominating and spanking Buttercup squicks you in anyway.** Read more »