LittleDirtyDeeds, Author at NSFW story

A forbidden Affair. [F,f][Cheating][Lesbian]

Annie pulled into the driveway, quickly popping out of the car. She was keen to see boyfriend Max. And maybe if she was lucky, his mother Melissa would have cooked an amazing dinner. ‘That would be the best!’ Annie thought to herself as she walked up to the front door. She actually quite enjoyed Max’s mother’s company.

Melissa had even motivated Annie to start gym classes with her. They now regularly went out on ‘gym and coffee’ dates and had grown quite close. Or, as close as you could really get with your boyfriend’s mother. It wasn’t uncommon for Annie to be around the house while Max was away. That awkwardness of being left alone in the presence of your partner’s parents was a thing of the past for them.

“Hi Mel!” Annie smiled up at Max’s mother.

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“Oh I’m sorry sweet, Max just got a call-out for work. An emergency way out of town. He didn’t think he’d be back tonight at all… Didn’t he call you?” Melissa said, standing on the other side of the kitchen bench. Multi-tasking as always, dinner cooking in the background as she chatted. Read more »

The Bosses Daughter [M,f][Revenge]

She was sweet and innocent, the apple of his eye. Her pictures placed strategically around his office. There she is, top of the class, there on the honour roll. His perfect little girl. The CEO took every opportunity to brag about his perfect little girl. Sometimes it was hard to tell what he loved more, bragging about his daughter, or complaining about his staff.

The Christmas party was no different. He stood centre of attention. The booze only fuelled his ego. He ridiculed the staff while placing his princess on a pedestal. He’d brought her here tonight, just to show her off. Like he was oblivious to her skimpy outfit, or maybe he thought that she just couldn’t do any wrong.

But, tonight, James, just another shitty employee’, had had enough. Tonight was too good of an opportunity to miss. James was going to get back at his boss.

James watched her through the night. He paid close attention to the amount of alcohol she drank when she needed a refill. And before long, the CEOs perfect girl was drunk. And the boss himself, to wrapped in his own stories to notice James. Read more »

The Damaged Stowaway. Part 7. [MMf][Reluctance][Str8]

She came down the stairs to see her Daddy, standing against the kitchen counter. His voice was loud and booming, thick with a few bottles of beer.

“There you are sweet” He chuckled, throwing his hands out in exclamation as if to show her off.

“What is it you wanted Daddy?” She asked sweetly. She sensed something was different, but she wasn’t sure what.

“Oh, nothing for me yet…” He smirked as she walked towards him. “Actually, you’re here for my friend, see?” He said, pointing her to the lounge.

Dimly lit with only a few dull lights in the corners, she had missed the other man. His lean, but tall figure sat causally lounged on the couch. His face smirking back at her, cocky and arrogant.

“I’ve heard so much about you, Lily” He spoke, voice cool and smooth. He was also, apparently, a few drinks deep. A small line of empty bottles lined the coffee table, along with a couple of discarded cigarettes.

“Oh… It’s nice to meet you.” Lily stuttered, caught off guard. She felt her uneasiness growing. Another man? Another stranger? Her heart was already racing, and she felt herself begin to fidget in nervousness. Read more »

A Master and his Slave. [M,f][Mdom][BDSM]

The floor was cold and harsh against her bare skin. Her limbs felt stiff as she began to move, stretching out slowly. The more she stirred from her sleep, the more her body ached. Her mind was still muddled and fatigued as she pulled herself up from the floor.

She let her eyes gradually adjust to the dim light as she drew herself onto all fours. She crawled forward towards the light of a doorway, her mind still foggy in sleep. Until she felt a tug on her neck, a hard, cold pull that kept her from continuing. Instinctively her hands snapped to her throat, finding a thick metal band. A collar, an inch wide, clasped tightly around her neck.

She turned on her knees, facing the direction she crawled from. A heavy linked chain clicked as she moved. Her eyes following the length that ran from her neck to a fixture on the wall. She was locked into place and stowed away. She was a…

“Slave” Her voice cracked as she spoke. But the word didn’t frighten her. Instead, she felt calm and secure. This was her place. Read more »

No Time For Names. [M,f][Public Sex][Str8]

Sliding to her knees, her hands were already pushing his legs apart. She crawled between them, not needing any encouragement. She wanted him, his cock, desperately. Her bright blue eyes wide and starting up at him, smugly confident as her hands worked quickly on his belt. She knew he couldn’t resist her. After all, it had barely taken her a moment to seduce him.

“Oh fuck!” He panted from above, his bulge pressing against his pants as she flicked his buckle loose. She’d gotten to him so quickly. Spotting him wandering around the bar, a few drinks in. She barely even tried to catch his attention. A few sweet smiles, her hands grazing across his. Then, quickly leading him through the drunken crowd, finding that quiet corner, an unlocked storeroom.

“Oh my God…” He panted, his voice already heavy and thick with lust. Her eyes only left his briefly as she dragged his zipper down exposing his tented briefs. She was already licking her lips, anticipating his thick cock in her mouth. Her delicate hands rubbing his hard length through his underwear.

“Oh f-fuck…uh” Be growled, his voice catching clumsily as he stumbled for her name. Read more »

Brutal Rejection. [M,f][Rape][Rough][Str8]

This was a requested story, but hopefully you all enjoy it.

If the title isn’t clear, this is story involves rape and some level of violence. If it’s not your jam, I would move along.

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She was a stumbling, groggy mess, as the wandered down the stairs. The party was rowdy and crowded, fueled by far too much alcohol. But he had kept his eyes on her all night, watching her down drink after drink. From sober, to tipsy, to completely wasted.

No one was going to miss one person, everyone else was far too gone themselves. And he had waited a long time for this opportunity. Rejected and rebuffed time and time again by her. His advances always laughed off and teased away. He wasn’t going to let this chance pass.

He approached her, half slumped against the deck railing. Her jerking, drunk movements spilling her drink over herself. Her tight skirt clung to her curves, accentuating her plump ass and wholesome waist. Her blouse was crooked, one-shoulder slipped off her shoulder exposing her large breasts. He could feel his cock twitch with excitement. Read more »

The Damaged Stowaway. Part 6. [M,f][Reluctance][Virginity][Str8]

After a leave of absence, I’m happy to say the story continues!

Thank you for sticking around, or if this is new, thanks for reading along!

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Lily wandered around the house absentmindedly flicking on the lights a night set in. She had done her chores for the day, and was already ahead on the next. As always, her caretaker had left before dawn. She rarely saw him during the daylight hours. And often when he did return home, she was put to work in other ways.

Sometimes she resisted, other times… She gave in to her pleasure. He was changing her. She wasn’t that innocent little stowaway anymore. And, although she’d never truly admitted it, she had moments where she thought of his hands on her, or his lips, or his cock. Being bent over his knee, or spread across the bed, or sometimes, kneeling in front of him.

“Pet, come here,” He said firmly, his deep voice breaking through her daydream. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs, hair still wet from his shower. His hand and eyes indicating her to sit on the couch. He watched her intently as her small frame walked around the room until she propped up onto the soft cushions. She’d become such an obedient little thing in only a few short days. It had barely been a week since he had found her. Read more »

Putting a [M]outh the Work. Part 3. [M,f][Str8][M dom]

So, as some requested this, here’s another part to the story!

As always, your feedback, comments, suggestions, are all appreciated- and give me motivation to keep writing.

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He had trained her well. By the time.the roller door to the garage closed, she was already there and waiting for him. Kneeling obediently at the door as soon as she heard his car roll in. Quietly waiting, hands folded in her lap with just a soft pink babydoll of lace hanging loosely off her shoulders.

“Good girl” He crooned down to her as he stepped inside. He ran his hand gently through her hair as he walked past her into the house. She had been doing so well and making quick progress.

She followed him obediently as he walked to the living room. Crawling over on her hands and knees to him as he settled down on the sofa.

Her babydoll rode up on her waist as she moved, now exposing her bare ass. She felt his eyes lingering over her body as she approached him, conscious of her ass poking out, and her cleavage. She knew he liked the sight of her like this, and she felt her cheeks flush with excitement. Read more »

Putting a [M]outh to Work. Part 3.[M,f][Str8][D/s][Older M]

So, as some requested this, here’s another part to the story!

Here is [Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c9vwel/putting_a_mouth_to_work_fst8ds/), and [Part two] (https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cbt8eo/putting_a_mouth_to_work_part_2_folder_malem_dom/).

As always, your feedback, comments, suggestions, are all appreciated- and give me motivation to keep writing.

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He had trained her well. By the time.the roller door to the garage closed, she was already there and waiting for him. Kneeling obediently at the door as soon as she heard his car roll in. Quietly waiting, hands folded in her lap with just a soft pink babydoll of lace hanging loosely off her shoulders.

“Good girl” He crooned down to her as he stepped inside. He ran his hand gently through her hair as he walked past her into the house. She had been doing so well and making quick progress.

She followed him obediently as he walked to the living room. Crawling over on her hands and knees to him as he settled down on the sofa.

Her babydoll rode up on her waist as she moved, now exposing her bare ass. She felt his eyes lingering over her body as she approached him, conscious of her ass poking out, and her cleavage. She knew he liked the sight of her like this, and she felt her cheeks flush with excitement. Read more »

[f]orced to be Used. Part 4. [MM,f][Rape][Captive][Cruelty]

As always, if the title isn’t enough this is a rape story. If you don’t like that, I’d skip the read.

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ca57vm/forced_to_be_used_mstr8nonconminimal_plot/)

[Part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ccj0aj/forced_to_be_used_part_2_mfolder_mnon_conminimal/)

[Part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf2kdr/forced_to_be_used_part_3_mfstr8non_conabduction/)

Here are the other parts to this story, if you’re inclined to read them all!

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Madison found herself blindfolded and wrists bound, she felt exposed and helpless on the bed. She had been left like this for… She didn’t know how long. It felt like hours. She felt helpless and exposed, lying half on her side, cured on the bed. Naked, other than her binds and her messy hair falling around her face.

She wasn’t normally blindfolded. Her captor kept the tight leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles. She had learnt that removing them was punishable, and painful. She had shuffled around the room, free to walk around once he left her. But she never managed to find a way out of her binds, just hopeless, panicked wandering. She knew something different was happening today.

She was brought out of her thoughts by the familiar sound of the four opening, followed by heavy footsteps. The loud thugs echoed through the room, walking quickly down the steps. So much so that it was hard for her to distinguish one footstep from another in her blindfolded state. Read more »