Author: zombies_never_saydie

Daddy’s College Slut [M/F, D/s, Spanking]

Olivia had just finished her freshman year in college. She was home for summer break, enjoying the familiar suburban backdrop and the time she had to spend with her mom and stepdad, Ray. Ray had been in her life for long enough that she called him “Daddy” and they got along quite well. He was stern in all the right dad-ways and forgiving and humorous when appropriate.

One day, while Olivia was laying on her bed, reading some trashy mystery novel, Ray walked in.

“Can I talk to you, princess?” Ray asked from the threshold.

“Sure, Daddy.”

Ray walked in, wearing his typical attire of blue jeans and a flannel, sleeves rolled up around his muscular forearms. Olivia was on her stomach, propped up by her elbows. She was comfy, in small, navy cotton shorts and a grey t-shirt with her university’s logo. She was a petite girl, maybe just shy of 5’ 2.” She had a small chest, but her rear made up for it. She had her light brown hair in pigtail buns, with a few strands falling along her cheeks. Read more »

Under My Desk [M/F, D/s, bondage, semi-public]

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oj6mt9/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ojv262/after_class_mf_ds_oc/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/olju2k/in_the_library_ff_ds_oc/)

[Part 4](https://fm.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/os9z7f/alys_next_lesson_mf_ds/)

I had to sneak Aly into my office. A colleague tried to stop me to discuss something mundane on the way–so I was a bit brusque with him. But, Aly was in her wrinkled skirt and had a rather obvious stain on her crop top–from my cum. She probably smelled of it too. So, I quickly directed her into my office and closed the door.

“I have a meeting with Ella shortly, and you’re going to be a good girl and wait while I talk with her.” Aly looked at me with her dark, almond eyes and nodded astutely. She was looking more submissive than ever. The power I felt over her was intoxicating. “Bend over,” I said.

“Yes, Professor.” Aly placed her hands on my desk and bent over, pushing her ass towards me. I pulled her wrinkled skirt up to reveal her plump, pale ass. Though, it was looking rather red from my abuse just moments ago. I couldn’t help myself–I squeezed it with my hand, wrapping my entire palm around her left cheek. Then–smack. And, again, smack. Aly flinched, but bit her lip, keeping quiet. She knew it might not be wise to cry out right now. My cock was throbbing. I was ready to fuck her again, but I didn’t have time. I opened my desk drawer. Read more »

In the Library (F/F, D/s)

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ose6zm/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/oty0i9/after_class_mf_ds/)

Aly left class and walked towards the campus library. Her short, pleated skirt swayed around her thighs as she rushed along. She was supposed to meet Ella there after lit class but was quite late—thanks to Professor M. Now, she was feeling a little irritated at Ella for interrupting—it meant losing the chance to cum. She was still tingling between her legs from reflecting on the encounter and had to exercise more self-control than normal to keep from ducking into a bathroom to finish the job.

Aly looked down at her cleavage—Professor M had turned her tight, white crew neck into a rather revealing v-neck—and saw his cum still webbed between her tits. Her clit was throbbing. *Ugh, fuck, I really can’t wait until I get home to rub this one out.* Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

After Class (M/F, D/s)

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ose6zm/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)

Aly quietly entered class and slipped towards the back row. Five minutes late, very disappointing. Her long, dark hair was in a loose ponytail again. I only got a brief look at her outfit as she slinked along the edge of the classroom, but it was more scandalous than normal: a tight—almost sheer–white t-shirt; a plaid, pleated skirt that ended several inches above her knees; thin, black knee highs with white rings; and a simple pair of flats.

I briefly stumbled during my lecture—it was hard to believe that just yesterday I had sent her home with no panties and a face sticky with my cum—but recovered quickly. The rest of the class was mostly uneventful, but I noticed Aly was barely paying attention. I watched her gazing off into space with her chin in her hand for much of the lecture and discussion. At one point, she was loudly tapping one foot as if trying to impatiently distract me. When I gave her an annoyed look, she smirked, bit the tip of her pen, and gazed out the window.

As class ended and my students began packing their bags, I called her out, “Aly, stay here a minute, I want to talk to you.” Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

The Locker Room (M/F, D/s)

I was walking through the university’s gymnasium—a nice shortcut between my office and the library—when I heard what sounded like moaning. It seemed to be coming from just beyond the girls’ locker room door. I pressed my palm against the swinging door, gently extending my fingers to push it open slightly. What I thought could be someone in pain I now recognized as the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. I slipped in.

I turned the initial corner to encounter the rows of slim lockers. If my memory was accurate, the cheer squad wrapped up practice recently. I walked slowly to the second row of lockers and saw her. She was sitting on the long, thin bench between the lockers, her back to me. But, I recognized the voice. It’s so strange to hear a voice you’re so accustomed to in another context—here, moaning, absorbed in pleasure. She was one of the more talkative students in my intro literature class. And here she was, still in her cheerleading uniform, her legs straddling the bench, spread wide so that she could touch herself, her head tilted forward and her long dark hair hanging in a loose pony tail. Read more »

Aly’s Next Lesson (M/F, D/s)

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oj6mt9/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ojv262/after_class_mf_ds_oc/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/olju2k/in_the_library_ff_ds_oc/)

I hadn’t spoken to Aly between classes. But, I left her a post-it note on an assignment I gave to her when I saw her on campus–”No panties in class tomorrow.” Class was uneventful. Aly was punctual this time–wearing a midi skirt and a crop top. Her auburn hair was held by a scrunchie in a high ponytail. She looked cute, but also a little haughty–her eyebrows were tight, deliberate lines and she held her lips in a curled, knowing smirk for much of class. She knew how to make me want her.

After class, she hung back, waiting for everyone to leave. She remained seated when my last student walked out. I walked to the door–without a word–and locked it. “Come sit here,” I said, pointing to the desk directly in front of me.

She obliged–walking slowly, thoughtfully, towards me, keeping her eyes trained on mine. She straightened her skirt and sat down. “Yes, Professor?”

I leaned back against the front of my own desk and crossed my legs. “Did you follow my instructions?” Read more »

A Trip to the Grocery Store (M/F, D/s)

I was at the grocery store with Kay, doing our weekly shopping. I found myself feeling turned on as we walked through the aisles. Kay reached to grab something off the top shelf–standing on her tip-toes, given her short stature. As she struggled to reach, I noticed her to pull above her waist, exposing the small of her back. I wrapped my hand around her hip and pressed my body against Kay’s backside. I knew that she could feel my hard cock pushing against her ass. She smiled at me, knowing how much I wanted her. She’s always eager to please me and she knows I won’t have the patience to wait until we return home. Kay’s also a tease–arching her back and lightly grind against my cock.

She continues to tease me as we make our way through the aisles. Brushing up against my cock, bending over near me so I can get a view of her cleavage in that tight little blouse I picked out for her, walking in front of me and swaying her hips suggestively. When I’m not paying attention, Kay stoops down to “look at something” near the bottom shelf. While there, she begins to run her hands up my thigh. I’m still hard, and she can feel it. I know the look on my face is making her wet—she giggles and glances down. Read more »

In the Library (F/F, D/s, OC)

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oj6mt9/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)
[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ojv262/after_class_mf_ds_oc/)

Aly left class and walked towards the campus library. Her short, pleated skirt swayed around her thighs as she rushed along. She was supposed to meet Ella there after lit class but was quite late—thanks to Professor M. Now, she was feeling a little irritated at Ella for interrupting—it meant losing the chance to cum. She was still tingling between her legs from reflecting on the encounter and had to exercise more self-control than normal to keep from ducking into a bathroom to finish the job.

Aly looked down at her cleavage—Professor M had turned her tight, white crew neck into a rather revealing v-neck—and saw his cum still webbed between her tits. Her clit was throbbing. *Ugh, fuck, I really can’t wait until I get home to rub this one out.* Read more »

After Class (M/F, D/s) [OC]

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oj6mt9/the_locker_room_mf_ds/)

Aly quietly entered class and slipped towards the back row. Five minutes late, very disappointing. Her long, dark hair was in a loose ponytail again. I only got a brief look at her outfit as she slinked along the edge of the classroom, but it was more scandalous than normal: a tight—almost sheer–white t-shirt; a plaid, pleated skirt that ended several inches above her knees; thin, black knee highs with white rings; and a simple pair of flats.

I briefly stumbled during my lecture—it was hard to believe that just yesterday I had sent her home with no panties and a face sticky with my cum—but recovered quickly. The rest of the class was mostly uneventful, but I noticed Aly was barely paying attention. I watched her gazing off into space with her chin in her hand for much of the lecture and discussion. At one point, she was loudly tapping one foot as if trying to impatiently distract me. When I gave her an annoyed look, she smirked, bit the tip of her pen, and gazed out the window.

As class ended and my students began packing their bags, I called her out, “Aly, stay here a minute, I want to talk to you.” Read more »

The Locker Room (M/F, D/s)

I was walking through the university’s gymnasium—a nice shortcut between my office and the library—when I heard what sounded like moaning. It seemed to be coming from just beyond the girls’ locker room door. I pressed my palm against the swinging door, gently extending my fingers to push it open slightly. What I thought could be someone in pain I now recognized as the unmistakable sounds of pleasure. I slipped in.

I turned the initial corner to encounter the rows of slim lockers. If my memory was accurate, the cheer squad wrapped up practice recently. I walked slowly to the second row of lockers and saw her. She was sitting on the long, thin bench between the lockers, her back to me. But, I recognized the voice. It’s so strange to hear a voice you’re so accustomed to in another context—here, moaning, absorbed in pleasure. She was one of the more talkative students in my intro literature class. And here she was, still in her cheerleading uniform, her legs straddling the bench, spread wide so that she could touch herself, her head tilted forward and her long dark hair hanging in a loose pony tail. Read more »