Lab Partners (public)

Inspired by this request

“One-shot of fingering a girl in class and people almost noticing”

Mandy and Clyde were lab partners all of their Senior year. They were close growing up, but had drifted apart since middle school, their worlds taking them in seperate directions. Clyde was your typical jock, lettered in 3 different sports, but was no superstar in chemistry… Mandy was a bit more complex. She was a good choir girl, but also was know to have a bit of a wild streak given the right circumstance.

Clyde had not noticed how Mandy developed over the last 4 years. The Mandy he knew was all skin and bones. A wirey little thing with thick glasses and thin black hair. Mandy had blossomed over the summer like a lof of girls do around her age, going from a perky B cup to a supple C cup. She also filled out around her waist, spending a summer working out with her best friend Bonnie, focusing most of her attention on her ass. Her thin black hair was now thick and wavy, framming some thin frammed sexy glasses. She was one of the hottest girls in school, but flew under thr radar because she was not super popular.

Let me build your fantasy

Im looking for solid prompts and kinks to build an erotic story with. Could br detailed, or a basic idea. I may work some of my own kinks in, or push your limits. It will not be a role play, but stories posted here. I will write any kinks, and do my best to paint the vision in your head with my words.

Thanks!

Tall Dark and Dangerous part 2 (MF, Noncon)

Chapter 1- I don’t have a problem, they have a problem…

I look down at my watch, i can’t believe i have a fucking year of this shit to sit through. I want to tear into this fucking 300lb neck beard who got busted spying on high school girls trying on clothes at American Eagle. Fucking pervert had a problem. Me though? I did not have a problem. My bitch of an ex had a problem. She reported that i “assualted” her last new years eve. We had done everything under the sun together, she even went ass to mouth a few times. She was filthy. It all went to shit one night when i was drunk and accidently said her sister’s name when i was balls deep in her. She kicked me out and i had officers at my office the day to book me for sexual assault. I took a similar deal that you did and just got on with things as soon as possible. Having to clearly state that i was guilty of sexual assult did something to me, it planted a seed in a very dark corner of my brain that lucky had not gotten the light needed to grow.

[MF-noncon/sex addict] Tall Dark and Handsome (part 1)

Prologue

You were in a good place, your messy divorce behind you, your ex husband had finally gotten past his issues and you two worked a civil, if not warm relationship. Stuff was good. Stuff was stable. Stuff was better than it had been ages. You were finally able to explore your deepest desires. Pushing your limits, finding new partners and not bending to the pressures that had bound you in your marriage. You frequently found partners in your network of music lovers, pot growers, and artsy photogs. You blissfully bounched from lover to lover, each time pushing your limits a little further each rendezvous. Your FWB network quickly grew and your limits turned into requirements. You found little satisfaction with safe, transitional sex.

Silent Partner- Ethans perspective part 1 (MF, cheat, noncon)

Original inspiration

Silent Partner Part 1 – MF/cheat, noncon, slow burn/long, impreg from eroticliterature

It was all a blur, well at least at first it was. The last clear memory I have is getting on my bike after the show. We had just finished a set and got our gear packedd away in the van. I was exhausted. 28 was getting to be the upper end of what was acceptable to be a lead singer in a fledgling cover band. We had our ups and downs, bigger and smaller shows, but overall we were in the middle of the scene, and not in a good way. We were still playing Tuesday night shows to drunk college kids who were too plastered, or too focused on date raping their sorority girl date to give a shit about our music. All of these thoughts raced through my head as I sped off on my Ducati, hitting gear after gear I push the limit, knowing I would hit some sort of traffic soon I let of the gas, hearing the engine over rev and shutter, trying to adapt to the sudden lack of throttle.

Tall Dark and Handsom(MF)

Prologue

You were in a good place, your messy divorce behind you, your ex husband had finally gotten past his issues and you two worked a civil, if not warm relationship. Stuff was good. Stuff was stable. Stuff was better than it had been ages. You were finally able to explore your deepest desires. Pushing your limits, finding new partners and not bending to the pressures that had bound you in your marriage. You frequently found partners in your network of music lovers, pot growers, and artsy photogs. You blissfully bounched from lover to lover, each time pushing your limits a little further each rendezvous. Your FWB network quickly grew and your limits turned into requirements. You found little satisfaction with safe, transitional sex.