TowersMA, Author at NSFW story

Bad Day Happy Ending (Age Play F25, M40)

The day started off rough. I had class at nine in the morning and woke up exactly at that time. I ejected from my bed and scrambled towards my closet, going through my clothes. The fast movements made my body ache. And the girls didn’t help much either; they just won’t stop growing. In the past couple of months I had to replace my bra’s and now those are fitting too tight as well. Feeling frustrated with my body and myself I yank it off. “Guess I’ll just wear a tank top and no bra.” I mutter in defeat slipping into my top.

I catch a glimpse of my toy that’s on top of my nightstand that is at the side of my bed. It’s been a while since I satisfied my needs, maybe that’s what I need. A little me time to distress.

It bummed me out, thinking about sex. I craved a mans touch. And with my breast hurting I wish I had someone to suck on my nipples. Sex would relieve some aches from my body. But sadly I am single, so its me and my toy tonight. Read more »

Teaching Him A Lesson: Erotica (Age Play M19 F34)

“Ok class let’s get started,” I said walked into my classroom. All college freshmen, an English prerequisite. Setting my stuff down I wrote on the board. “We will continue reading. Read chapters four through six. Coming Friday morning I want a three-hundred-word summary of each chapter in proper essay form. Tell me what you read and what you learned from the characters. Simple? I would hope so.” I was always very commanding of my students. Success is never won easily. I was a force in my world, a successful woman. A college professor that didn’t put up with bullshit. “Get on it,” I instructed. The class moaned and groaned opening their textbooks. That’s how most freshmen are in this university, they complain. Only the strong and determined ones stick around.

Then from the corner of the eye I could see him, playing on his phone. The girls surrounded him, giggling at his shenanigans. A frustrating feeling of him interrupting my class and distracting those girls. Not quite understanding why it is making me feel jealous, just too prideful to admit it. To admit that this little nineteen-year-old quarterback is disruptive. As if he was in control. Sorry to break it to him but I’m the alpha here. Read more »

Dangerous Cravings (M&F)

**Present time**

This was a shit situation from the beginning, “It’s evident you don’t want to be a guest here anymore.” I spoke to her, her eyes fixated on the food in front of her. It was growing cold, as well as my patience. “You’re free to go after tonight.” I sipped on my glass of wine. She looked up staring into my eyes, a disappointed look on her face. “You don’t look surprised, are you not relieved Mrs. Cordova? You get to go back to your husband.”

“Are you not worried I am going to tell someone about all this?”

“You gave me your word, that you would not speak of this to anyone so long as we would not harm you. I kept mine; I expect you to keep yours.” It had been about two weeks since the incident and sadly, she has grown on me. I will deeply miss looking into those green eyes. “And if you do not, well, I’m just willing to take that risk.” Mrs. Cordova was in the wrong place at the wrong time that day.

**Two weeks ago** Read more »

Dangerous Cravings [MF] [Cuckold]

“Mrs. Cordova, I really hope you don’t take this personal. You were just in a bad place at a bad time.” My voice calm, hoping it would sooth the situation.

She sat on a wooden chair; hand cuffed down. There was no escape for her now, she has seen too much.

“Please let me go.” She begged. “I promise I won’t tell anyone,” but I could not trust her.

“How is it that such a beautiful woman, becomes a police officer?” Her black hair, the flower tattoo on her collar bone, those blue eyes. “And must I say, I am a sucker for girls in uniform.” It was sadistic of me to wonder how she would look out of that uniform and in my bed. That bulky bullet proof vest she has on does no justice to my imagination.

“Please, let me go.” She begged once more. Yet I cannot let her go. However, doing her harm was not on my list. What was wrong with me? Looking deep into her eyes makes me feel weak.

“What do you want us to do with her boss?” One of my bodyguards came into the room. Read more »

Thirst and Lust: A Halloween Story

It’s been months and I can’t handle this pain anymore. I needed to feed, I was starving. It has been a month since I consumed mortal blood. But yet, I was craving him in an unfamiliar way.

Being turned into a Vampire at age nineteen did me a huge favor. Looking young and vulnerable makes it easy to hunt for prey. The curves on my body, my red lips, deep dark eyes. Black hair. I used to be blond hundreds of years ago. But of course that all changed the day I was turned.

For the last few decades, I changed my name, attend a different college every few years, and chow down on yummy frat boys. But tonight is different, I was hungry but my prey was some how different. I was craving Levi. I was craving much more than his blood, but his life force. You see there is more than one way to feed. The thing is, I have never done what I have been thinking about doing. I never felt the need to. And at the age of nineteen, I never got the chance to feel a man’s touch. Read more »

My Naughty Boss [F34 M20]

I walked into to work that morning glancing at her. She was sitting at her desk talking to people around her. I could never help myself but look at her every time I come in. She was beyond beautiful. Multiple people admired her; I wasn’t the only one. It was difficult to have such desires for someone, especially when she is your boss.
“Good morning Liam, how are you today?” Kendra said looking up from her desk looking straight at me. Her glance always felt so paralyzing. It also never helped how tight her clothing was. Every curve of hers, the sound of her voice. “I heard it was your birthday this weekend.”
I could not help but smile. I set my things down at my desk. “Yeah, it was fun.”
“How old?” she asked leaning over her desk towards me. My imagination ran wild.
“Twentieth, Just one more year till the big two and one.”
“Wow, what I would give to be in my twenties. I’m Thirty-four years old, can you believe that?” I could not. She is so beautiful and such great shape. “Well happy belated birthday Liam.” She said smiling at me.
This was a regular day in the office. Doing my work and occasionally glancing at Kendra. I’ve had the biggest crush on her since I started at this job about a year ago. How ever it been very difficult to approach her.
“Hey Liam, can you come to my desk?” She called out to me in the middle of the day.
“Yeah what’s up?” standing up and walking towards her.
“Listen, I don’t know if I had asked you already but. You seem like a strong boy and was wondering if you can help me move this weekend?” She paused and took a deep breath. “My husband and I are getting a divorce, and he’ll be out of town this weekend so I was hoping some one can help me move all the stuff to my new place. I’ve asked around but many people seem to be busy.” I figured not many would want to help. Despite having a crush on her, she is married. And of course, some of the girls are jealous of how much the guys like her so they clearly said no.
“Sure.” I had not processed what I just said. Its just came out of my mouth. Great, no I have to help her move this weekend so much for going to the lake.
The reset of the week was a nightmare. Guys ended up coming around asking her if they can help and she assured them she had help and declined their offers. Word got around the office that it was me that was going to help her. Now I feel like everyone is jealous of me. But I didn’t care. The closer we got to the weekend the more excited I got to spend time with Kendra. She said all we are moving is her bedroom stuff. She had bought new furniture and the store will deliver and set that up.
That Friday night during closing she came by my desk and ran her hand across my shoulders.
“Thank you so much for helping me out, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I felt extremely nervous, could not speak. So, I nodded instead. I could not believe it was going to be just us two and it was.
Saturday morning, I walked into her room saw a huge mess.
“I am so sorry; I’m trying to get things together.” She assured me.
Seeing how I was there to help I got on my knees and started to picking things up. He shirts, shoes pants, books. We piled things neatly. I glance as red lingerie she had lying on the floor. Quickly she snatched it away, I could see the embarrassment look in her eyes. I could just Imagine how delicious she would look in that lingerie.
My thought drifted so far, I got lost in them. Not realizing it was nighttime and we had unloaded all the boxes from the truck.
“What a long day.” She said looking exhausted. “Here.” She handed me a bag. “I can’t pay you because I’m your boss, but I thought might like these.” I was a pair of comfy sweats. “Its been a hot day, the bathroom is around the corner, help yourself to a shower.” I froze in steps processing what she had just said. “It’s ok, I insist. While you shower ill order pizza for the both of us.”
It felt a bit taboo to be naked in my boss’s bathroom. I had stripped all the way down and washed my body. I had become aroused during the shower I could not seem to calm myself down. What would she think if I walked out of her bathroom like this?
I walked out slowly making sure she would not see me. As I made my way into the living room I looked around. She was no where in sight. The pizza sat on the table getting cold. I looked around for her and walked towards her room. I noticed she was in her second bathroom taking a shower as well. I couldn’t help myself I knocked on her bathroom door.
“Ill be in the living room waiting for you to eat.” Aiming my voice to go through the door. The water turned off.
“One second, ill be right there.” Her voice coming from the other side of the door.
I had taken a step back and stood there, I did not understand why she instructed me to wait. The doorknob moved and my heart started pounding. She stepped out, the steam of the hot shower escaping. She was wearing the lingerie that I had seen.
“What do you think?” She asked poising for me. “Not bad for an older woman, right?” She said staring at my erection. I had completely forgotten I was hard. “Look what else I found.” She played with held up a pair of hand cuffs.
With hesitation I grabbed them. Pulling her towards me I confirmed She wants me as bad as I want her. I turned her around pulling her arms back and cuffing her.
“Wow, what a naughty boy.” She said sounding pleased.
“Shut up. I told her.” Not thinking about the consequences to myself I ripped my shirt off and used it as a blindfold. Covering her eyes completely. “Listen to me, if you say anything, or make a sound as if you are begging I will punish you.”
She nodded, understanding my instructions.
I dropped her to her knees the gently helped her put her chest and face on the floor. She was in the perfect position. Setting aside her G string I kissed her. Teasing her. Licking her slowly. I can hear her breathing. She want to beg me. She wants me to eat her out. Then I hear her say please. I give it to her but a cost. i dig my face deep into her back side licking up and down. Playing with her. She moans in satisfactions.
“You said please, Now I punish you.” I instructed. She nodded in agreement. I pull her legs back. She is not prone, lying on the floor in her bedroom. Taking off the joggers I slide my cock slowly inside of her. Her hands still tied behind her back she gripped her fist tightly.
I could not believe it. How amazing it felt to finally be alone, doing this with Kendra. And the I thought about how I was riding my boss, the more aroused I became. I began to go faster and deeper into her. I grabbed on to the cuffs and removed them. Placing my body on hers I thrusted my hips harder. She became louder, filling her with ecstasy. I reached our grabbing her hand. I felt her wedding ring on her finger. It brought me even more pleasure knowing that she is mine at this moment.
I managed to slide her wedding ring off her finger. I turned her around and began to kiss her. Her lips on mine. The taste of her tongue. I could feel my body getting hotter. She wrapped her arms around me. I dug my face into her chest. Sucking on her nipples, feeling her breast on my face. I could feel myself ready to climax.
Together we shook in pleasure. Feeling her body pulsate on mine.
She giggled. “That was much needed.”
We put our clothes back on and went to the living room to grab a bite to eat. I felt extremely satisfied.
“Make sure you don’t tell anyone Liam.” She said approaching me.
“Don’t worry I won’t say a word.”
“Good, because I’m ready for another round.” She said leaning in to kiss me.

“Teaching Him a Lesson” (Younger male/19) (Older Female/35) (Public, in class erotica)

“Ok class let’s get started,” I said walked into my college English class. The class is a prerequisite, filled with freshmen. I wrote on the board. “We will continue reading our text. Read chapters four through eight. Coming Wednesday morning I want a three-hundred-word summary of each chapter in proper essay form. Tell me what you read and what you learned. Simple? I would hope so.” I was always very commanding of my students. Success is never won easily. I was a force in my world, a successful woman. “Get on it,” I instructed. The class moaned and groaned opening their textbooks.
I saw him, playing on his phone. The girls surrounded him, giggling. I understood why it made me feel jealous, just too prideful to admit it. To admit that this little nineteen-year-old quarterback was disruptive in my class. As if he was in control. Sorry to break it to him but I’m the alpha here.
“Umm professor.” A student called out.
“Please call me Savannah. What’s up?” My attention was still on Marcus, the quarterback. How dare he disturb my class. “I can’t seem to focus may I go to the library?”
I began to get annoyed with all the laughter coming from the girls. I felt as if I had to get rid of my class. The thoughts of Marcus began to make me feel aroused. His strong chest, his strong jaw. These naughty thoughts were overpowering me. I could not grasp why I was so anxious for him to look towards me.
“Listen up, I expect the work to be done.” The class paused their reading, looking puzzled. “Class dismissed.” Their faces lit up in excitement, collecting their things. “Except you Marcus. We need to talk.” My tone, as if I were ordering him to stay. He collected his things in his bag. I couldn’t help but admire the tight shirt he was wearing. It showed off his strong arms. I wanted to touch them, to touch his chest. I am the kind of woman that when she wants something, she gets it.
I sit back and let my thoughts flow through me. I can feel the heat between my legs. I crossed them fighting the urge to fuck his brains out.
“What’s up professor?” He asked walking up to me. Holding his bookbag over his shoulder. I scanned him up and down. Shortly after realizing I was biting my lip.
“Please, Marcus, call me Savannah.” Saying his name felt taboo on my lips. He is only nineteen. And in a couple of months, I’ll be thirty-five. But god those arms look so good. What is it with me and younger men with strong arms? I stood up and walked around to the front of my desk. He slowly backed up when I got closer to him. “Do you know why I asked you to stay after class?”
“I’m guessing it has to do with my performance in the class.” He shrugged.
“You’re a smart boy. But your grades in this class do not reflect that. So, tell me, what happens if you fail my class or any class in your curriculum?” I was struggling to be serious. I could not help but bite my lips. He was so clueless, it was cute.
“I’ll lose my sports scholarship.”
“Exactly, now we don’t want that to happen Mr. Quarterback. You eventually want to be the starting quarterback, don’t you?” I looked at his hands. I had a thing for big strong hands. His veins popping out, god that drove me crazy. “Did you just glance at them?” I caught him. The little bastard was staring at my breast. Fuck, instead of being offended I was even more aroused.
“Umm, no professor or I mean Savannah.” His face turning red.
“And here you are after class acting up again. You need to be taught a lesson on how to behave.” I wonder if those big hands of his can cup my breast. “What do you like about me?” His eyes were on me now. “Come on, speak.”
“Your curves. You always wear tight, short skirts. It’s hard not to notice your thick thighs.” He was mesmerized on my legs as he spoke.
“What else? Tell me more.”
“Your breast always seems like they are going to pop out of your shirt.” He stared at my cleavage. “I wish they would.”
“Such a naughty boy, clearly I got my work cut out for me. Take off your shirt.” I demanded. He put down his book bag and lifted his shirt over his head. I could see it under his shorts he was getting hard.
I backed up into my desk pulling up my skirt. “Want to know something? I don’t wear panties to class.” I spread my legs apart. The look on his face is priceless. “Come here, get on your knees.” I could feel how wet I had become. “Now to teach you some manners.” I wrapped my right leg around his head pulling him to me, forcing his mouth on my clit.
He started slowly licking it. Kissing my thighs, he looked up at me making eye contact as he ate me out. I put my hand on his head and shoved his face closer to me. Now he started to go faster. Using his tongue and lips. I can hear him slurping every lick. His strong arms wrapped around my waist.
“Stand up Marcus,” I ordered him. “Now take off your shorts.” He stripped all the way down. His cock fully erect. Long and thick, I want him inside of me. I leaned forward and grabbed it. The heat radiating from him was overwhelming. “You want to fuck me?” I giggled at the look on his face.
He reached for me. Before I knew it he had taken off my shirt and bra. I put hands on the back of his head pulling him to my breast. Cupping them with his large hands, squeezing them. His tongue tracing around my areola, sucking on my nipple. With such ferocity, he gripped my legs and slipped right in. I let out a loud moan of pleasure feeling him in me.
“Yes, yes,” I said as if begging him for more. “Yes.”
His hips thrusting harder. His hand ran up from my chest to my neck. Gripping it he squeezed leaving me breathless. His lips were on mine, flicking our tongues on each other. The louder I moaned the harder he went. I did not care if someone would hear us outside of the classroom. It turned me on more knowing how taboo it is for a professor to fuck her college student.
“Fuck I’m going to cum.” I confessed to him. His rod boiling my blood. I feel a sudden rush of heat all over my body. “Fuck!” I trembled in pure ecstasy.
I pulled him close licking his lips kissing them. It turned me on knowing he tasted me. “Your turn,” I whispered pushing him off me.
I climbed off the desk and got on my knees. Seeing him, rock hard, in front of me turned me on. I wanted to please him. My hands rubbing on his strong body slowly making my way down. Giving him little licks, acting as if I am going to put it in my mouth then I don’t. I can see it in his eyes, its driving him crazy. I teased him till he couldn’t take it anymore. He gripped my hair and shoved it in my mouth. Swirling my tongue around. He moved it in and out of my mouth. Licking the shaft and sucking on the head, his gasp and moans pleased me. I grabbed his ass and pulled him in. Getting the hint, he started to fuck my mouth harder.
“Savannah, I’m going to cum.” Gasping for air he warned me. But I held on to him. Sucking every drop out of him. His loud orgasm shook inside of me. I was pleased knowing he enjoyed that.
Swallowing it all up I looked up at him. “So, are you going to behave in my class now?” Read more »

Unforgettable Touch

My sense of direction feels as if it has been stripped away. Lost in joy and excitement. A slow drift into this abyss of beautiful music. Everyone in the club dancing the night away. My body moving freely in its motion, stripping away every pain, every worry. I had felt at peace that night. It was the night his lips tasted mine. We wanted more, even if it was forbidden. Oh god, that night.
              “Tania?” My best friends voice broke through my daydream.
“I’m sorry sweetie did you say something?” My glare still fixed on the outside. My leg twitching in anxiety.
              “What are you so in deep thought about? And stop chewing your nails.” Jenifer insisted giving me a worried stare into my soul. God, if she only knew.
It takes an exhausting amount of energy to keep these thoughts at bay. The club, the music, his body. Fuck I need a drink.
              “Tania! There you go again lost deep in your thoughts. What the fuck is on your mind?” My best friends pouty face demanding answers. Unfortunately, this is not something I can share with her. I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship.
Jenifer and I are very close. We met in high school. Both of us had joined the cheer squad our freshmen year. We have been besties ever since. We tell all our secrets to each other. Well, almost all of them. I can’t, not a word about that night.
“Umm, Jen? What are we waiting for?” We sat silently staring at each other in this awkward ambience of a Café.
“Sorry baby doll I invited Justin over.” Jennifer said giving that cheesy nauseating smile she always gets when she talks about Justin. And in return I give her a what the fuck look. “Tania, please. I would really like you two to get along.”
Not long after an awkward and stressful conversation with Jenifer, I see tall dark and fuck me dirty standing behind her.
“Hey honey.” Justin said leaning over and kissing Jenifer on her cheek. “Tania? Wow it’s been a while. How are you?” He asked looking up at me.
Seriously? ‘How are you?’ Gee, I don’t know how to say this, but my panties are fucking wet and you are dating my best friend. How the fuck do you think I am? “Good and you Justin?” I could not have sounded more seductive saying his name.
We sat in the café sipping coffee like nothing ever happened. Justin smiling lovingly at Jenifer. Jenifer eating it all up, lucky bitch. I love her to death, but I feel so damn guilty over this. Even if it was a few years ago. But still. His eyes, that body.
Years ago, the night we went to the club. I remember everyone at my place taking pregame shots while I added last touches to my makeup. I was so excited for the dress I was wearing. It was a blue short sequin lace dress. This was the dress to wear tonight. I wanted to catch Justin’s’ eye. I have been crushing hard on Justin and tonight was the night I was going to make my move.
“Damn girl.” I gasped at Jenifer’s sudden voice behind me. She had walked in my room as I finished getting ready. Unnoticeably she stood behind me as I modeled the dress. “That dress looks so good. The V cut in front of the dress making those tits really pop out. Turn around, let me see the back.” Jenifer’s eyes ate up every site of me. This made me feel great. “Good your ass looks so good in that tight dress, and your thighs, yum!”
“It’s not too revealing?” I asked touching my legs.
“Not at all doll face, even I want to lick your thighs till I get to the center.”
“Oh stop.” I blushed feeling satisfied with myself.
“Listen, Tania, I needed to tell you something.” Jenifer asked in a nervous tone.
“Sure, go ahead what’s up?”
“I really like Justin. Do you think he likes me?”
The question coming out of Jenifer’s mouth was a sudden shock. “I don’t know.” I whispered trying to not sound disappointment. This sucked. When your best friend admits attraction for another that is an automatic dibs and it must be honored. But this is Justin that we are talking about. I wanted to scream, fuck! But I didn’t.
“Earth to Tania? She’s been like this all day.” Jenifer Snapped her fingers at me. “What is wrong with you?” Jennifer said in a concerning way. Sorry but at this point I couldn’t resist him anymore. I am in a café sitting with my best friend and the guy we are both in love with. The memories of that night came rushing back to me.
The music played loud. The group of friends we had gone with all separated. Jenifer spent that night looking for Justin. But somehow, he was with me, dancing, grinding. Touching each other.
I grinded on him. Over his jeans I can feel his cock getting hard. It feels so big, I wanted to know how it would taste in my mouth.
His lips tasted so good, I wanted them all to myself tonight.
Finding a vacant VIP corner, we began stripping our cloths off like wild animals. I slid his pants off. Getting on my knees, anxious to have his hard rod in my mouth.
His eyes, they were focused on me. He was waiting to see what I would do next. He gripped in between his shirt ripping all the buttons off. I couldn’t help myself but touch his bare chest. Feeling his smooth skin on my hands. His strong chest.
Taking off his shirt, he tied my arms up. “Do what you want.” I insisted.
“I intend to.” He said taking off his briefs and sitting down on the sofa in this VIP corner. On my knees I approached him slowly. Glaring at him. “Open your mouth.” he said sliding it slowly in. My tongue, licking, my mouth sucking. I slurped it all up from his balls to his tip. Hearing him moan. Savoring every drop. It turned me on so much. I wanted it bad, but he had full control. I could not help it but beg him. “Fuck me.”
Justin stood up and pulled me from my arms bending me over the sofa. I could feel him behind me. His tongue licking every drop of my wet pussy. Eating me up. God, I screamed that night so much.
“Tania” Their voices calling me out. But I was deep into my memories. Squeezing my thighs together feeling my pussy getting even more wet.
I resumed my thoughts. I had begged for him to slide it in. Making it all his. I wanted to feel his hot rod deep inside of me.
Slowly, I could feel his tip playing with my clitoris then sliding right in, all the way in. “Oh my god.” I moaned loud. I couldn’t help myself. He felt so big. It was so tight, yet such a perfect fit. He pulled one of my straps to my dress. With every thrust of his, my tits bounced till the slid out of my dress. Large and perky fitting perfect in his hands. Squeezing them. I wanted him so much. Harder, faster.
“Come here.” He commanded. I, so graciously, accepting. Untying my arms, they flung forward wrapping around his shoulders. “Hold on to me.” He said gripping my thighs, picking me up and pinning me up against the wall.
I gripped hard on to him. Feeling him in me again, fucking me against this wall. Fuck what is this feeling in me. He sucked on my tits has he pounded his rod harder in me. Within moments both of us, out of breath, screamed. I felt as if some electric pleasure wave coursed through me.
“Tania? Earth to Tania? You ok?” Jennifer asked snapping me back to reality.
Oh shit, I came in my panties. “I’m sorry what?”
“We wanted to ask you something very important.”
I could feel my thighs shaking with ecstasy. That felt so good. “What’s up?” I asked trying to keep my cool.
“Will you be my maid of honor?” Jenifer asked.
“Wait what the fuck?!” I freaked out. Read more »