A lazy Saturday with Daddy: Part 1

*Author’s note: This piece of writing is intended for adults only, and all characters depicted are over the age of 18. If you’re not into incest or DD/lg type erotica, I wouldn’t recommend reading on.*

“Baby, it’s almost noon.”

I groggily lift my head, squinting at you as I watch you walk across my room and open the curtains. I groan and pull a pillow over my face to block out the sunlight.

“But daddy, I’m tired,” I say, my voice muted slightly by the pillow. You hear me anyway, and come and snatch the pillow away from me. You playfully hit me with it before throwing it down next to me.

“I’m not about to let you sleep all day.”

“But it’s Saturday.”

“You’ve just had an entire week off school, and you’re trying to play the Saturday card?” you ask, grinning at me. “I don’t think so, missy.”

I sigh heavily before pushing myself to sit up in bed, leaning back against the headboard.

“It’s a start,” you say, before coming over and pressing a soft kiss to my forehead.

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Kidnapped and held as a sex slave, based on a childhood fantasy I played too many times in my head. Dm me if u wanna hear me read this out loud.

It all started the day he laid eyes on me. It must have been love at first sight. After that he decided he had to have me. Not in the normal way. He had to possess me fully. He somehow found out where I live and started following me around, either with men he hired or he would stalk me himself if he had the time. When the house was empty one weekend, he broke in and installed hidden cameras throughout the house. This must have gone on for months; how else did he know I would be home alone that one fateful night. 

When he broke in, he had one of his men immediately grab me and handcuff me. I was so caught off guard I hardly had time to fight back. They took me upstairs to my bedroom so he could be alone with me first. The man holding me handcuffed me to my white twin bed frame, while another man injected me with something in my neck. Then they left us alone. This is where things began to get fuzzy. I was so scared and confused. I don’t know what I was injected with but it was some sort of sedative. He just sat there staring at me, almost like he was waiting for the sedative to take effect. Then he took off his ski mask, and it took me a minute to recognize who he was. Was that……Ashton Kutcher? I became frozen. Why would Ashton Kutcher be breaking into my house? Finally after what seemed like forever, he spoke. 

The day my life changed pt.3 [M/F] [Femdom] [Cuckold] [Forced bi / fem]

Pt.3

Inside the car was dark with only strips of moonlight highlighting some areas. A beam of moonlight lit across her chest, highlighting her small perky tits and another across her face showing her facial expressions. Looking up from her lap making eye contact with her I teased her inner thigh with my tongue, watching her expressions change from excited to impatient. She reaches down and combs her hand through my hair until she gained enough to grab and hold.

Gently pulling my head towards her pussy “Be A good boy for me, I’m so wet for you” she moaned.

As she pulled me head closer and guided me I fully extended my tongue. With her guiding and positioning my head my tongue makes contact with her beautiful, wet and somewhat weird tasting pussy. I immediately begin making a circular motion with my tongue against her clit before lowering my tongue down and licking her pussy from bottom to top. I remember thinking to myself “she really wasn’t lying when she said she was wet, I’ve never been with a girl that’s gotten this wet”. I took it as a good sign I was doing something right, although I did notice that she had a different taste and smell to other girls I had been down on. It wasn’t bad, just unique. I brushed it off for a multitude of things, everyone’s different, she had been out all night, maybe something was up with my taste buds.

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Ready and Willing [MF] [cuck] [anal] [Mdom]

Sarah heard a knock on the hotel door and her heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t sure she was ready for this.

Her husband had set the whole thing up. In the corner of the room a laptop was set up. The little green light indicated he was watching her. That didn’t make the whole ordeal easier on her.

There was a second knock at the door. Sarah knew the man was here to have sex with her, and he most certainly was not her husband.

It all started when her husband had discovered “hot wifing”. The idea of a husband watching his wife sleep with another man. There was more to it than that, she knew, but that was the gist of it.

Mustering her courage, she stood up off the bed and moved to answer the door. She moved easily, as she was dressed for the occasion. She was wearing a loose-fitting white tank top and yoga pants. She was barefoot.

As she opened the door, she got her first real look at Jason, the man her husband had arranged for her.

A Drinking Game [F] [rape]

The red solo cup made a sharp crackling sound as Chloe crushed it in her hands. She took the balled-up mess of plastic and tossed it through the air. It sailed with a perfect arc and swished into the trash can.

“Yes!”, she exclaimed. Everything was going her way. She had just turned 18, had taken first place at the high school swim meet earlier, and was now at one the biggest parties of the year. She still had her hot pink swim uniform on under her clothing.

Chloe normally didn’t drink much, but tonight was a special occasion. She was a little bit of a celebrity. Maybe it was just her inflated imagination, but it seemed like everyone at the party knew her name.

With her finished drink successfully disposed of, she found a nearby empty couch and sat down heavily.

She was normally very coordinated and light on her feet, but she was exhausted from the long day and the small amount of alcohol in her system was wearing her down.

She laid her head back and focused on her breathing, willing the room to stop spinning. She’d only had a few drinks, but her small body didn’t even break 130 pounds, even when her long blonde hair was soaked from the pool.

NSFW [MF] Sluts Weekend Away Part 3 (Finally allowed to Orgasm)

This is the final part to my slutty weekend away, with my night drawing in I’m enjoying edging myself to the thought of this explosive orgasm enjoy!

My master was deep inside, one hand pushing on my butt plug the other on my hips. I rocked myself into him matching his pace and crying out in pleasure.

I could feel my wetness dripping down his shaft onto my legs and his and he moaned out tightening his grip on me but then relaxed. He moved away and the pleasure subsided yet again, my build up depleting but my want like fire.

“No…master I need you” He laughed and exhaled. Spanking me as I moaned for his dick. He pulled out my plug gently and I could feel him using my wetness to cover my rim. I relaxed and smiled into my pillow, he gently pushed himself inside my arse.

Every inch was pain, until I felt him against my cheeks.

“Good girl…” He thrusted and I cried out, again and again. The pain was soon replaced by a filthy pleasure. My body accepted my master and I rocked gently to him, approving my sub gesture, he reached down to my clit playing with me then sliding his fingers into my second hole.

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Baby Steps, Shay. [FxF , Toys]

It’s black. Pitch black. The nearby chatter of passerby’s linger in the background. Other than that- dead silent. The air is thick and heavy. Another usual 80 degree night.
Blindfolded, in the backseat of her car, I’m in the driveway waiting for Shay to return from her house. She said she wanted to try something different so here we are. I’m waiting on her to “mentally prepare”.
I hear the front door open and close and the pitter patter of her small feet making way to the car. She slides in the back seat and pulls up my dress.
Ooh straight to business, I think to myself. Well this was different. The vibe thick but intoxicating, I dont know what to expect.
Sticking a small vibrator up my pussy, I hear her click the power button on the vibrator remote. Immediately my body convulses and I let out a small yelp. Powerful little bitch. Shay grabs my hands and I feel a belt tie around my wrists.
*click*
The vibration increases. My pussy jumps and clenches onto the toy. I’m getting so turned on I’m leaking onto the seat.
She knots a suit tie around my throat and wraps it around her hand for leverage. Pulling on the tie, she yanks my entire upper body toward her. Biting my lip, I smirk. I know she catches it because I feel her smiling too.
I can feel her breathing on my neck. Her eyes analyzing and her mouth swallowing every bit of me. I’m starting to get ansy. Rubbing my thighs together, my breathing speeds up. My pussy is throbbing and I’m sitting in a puddle of my own juices. I start rotating my hips with the vibration of the toy and feel myself sinking into the car seat.
Just as I sink into the seat, my body snaps up as Shay pulls on the tie. She wants my full attention and she means it.
The silence that’s lingering is deadly.
We haven’t said a word to each other since she got in the car.
But the lust is shooting through the roof. And I feel the adrenaline building up on both ends. Her hands shaking just as much as this toy is inside me.
I’m about to cum.
*Click*
The vibrations stop.
My orgasm sitting on edge; Shay giggles to break the obvious tension, leaving me weeping for more.
With my hands still tied she guides them both slowly to her breasts.
My breathing stops.
The background chatter stops.
Everything stops.
My heart is racing.
I fall into her and just embrace the touch.
She’s perfect. Just as I imagined. Her body outlining every aspect of euphoria.
Wow.
I let out a deep sigh.
*click* the vibrator speed up.
My thighs are on fire. My entire body burning and aching with desire for her to touch me and I, her. We’ve never been this “disconnected” even with her being a touch me not. She’s almost strictly been using the toy and while I don’t get to feel her often, I’m craving her touch more now that I’ve gotten a taste.
My thoughts are traveling.
Shay turns the vibrator back on low and uses my hands to caress her breasts one at a time, tightly pinching her nipples along the way.
Fuck.
“Please” I plead.
“Shhh” She presses her lips against mine and rests them there. Breathing into my mouth she pulls on the tie and I feel her mouth go up into a small grin.
I just want to see her. I want to experience her fully. I want to put the look and the feel together. I want to fulfill every fantasy she never knew she had. I want her to let me cradle every nook and cranny she hates.
“Please” I whimper as the goosebumps arise on my body
She knows I want to see.
Shay removes my blindfold and instantly a waterfall appears from in between my legs. I let out a long moan and my body stiffens. Gripping her breasts, my eyes roll back and I sink into the seat.
She turns off the vibrator.
I can’t help but to explore her. Using my hands to cup her breasts, I indulge in the moment.
I’ve never seen her so flushed. So … vulnerable.
I take my hand from her chest and trace down her firm stomach. She flinches, but allows me to continue.
I touch the top of her pubic bone and trace out a heart.
We sit in silence for the next 10 minutes before heading into her home to shower.
Shay showers alone, but later comes out and holds my hand.
As I fix my mouth to speak she hushes me and places our hands on her thigh.
Silently, I nod and let my mind wander as always.
This was the beginning. And little did I know I was about to unleash a goddamn demon.

Worshiping Miss Hollie Part 2

As I lay on the floor I began to quake and shiver, full of nervousness and arousal. This is what I had always wanted. Miss Hollie. I’ve always wanted her since I first laid eyes on her. She laughed as I grew more nervous and began to shake even more. An evil laugh erupted as she blindfolded me with her black silk robe tie. “Now Crawl” she commanded as she led me out of the bathroom to my bedroom. My penis grew more and more erect as I was being led to my bedroom, I couldn’t help but think, what is going to happen when my roommate returns to find me naked, erect and trembling at the feet of his girlfriend. These thoughts only grew my arousal.

“Stop” she yelled. We had arrived in my bedroom. “You will address me as Miss Hollie, do you understand slave?”. I gulped and timidly whispered “Yes Miss Hollie”. I could hear the sound of her heels on my floor. She was circling me. Sizing up her slave. I was hers to take and she knew it. She stopped. I could sense Miss Hollie standing in front of me as I laid on all fours. She pressed her cold leather heel against my forehead, “Remove them slave, your mistresses feet are so sore and tired”. I slowly removed them as she sat on the chair. Her feet. They felt so petite and silky in her tights. This was an honour, not a punishment. But Miss Hollie didn’t know that.

Teacher and High School Student [MF] [Explicit Language]

This is my first ever post and first ever real erotica story (that is almost complete). I’m really starting to dip my toe into the water with writing these stories. Turns out my partner has a kink for erotica. Criticism is most definitely welcomed.

The story: “Excuse me sir” she said with an anxious crackle toned voice. “Yes Miss Thomas?” I replied as I return to face the detention classroom, i had been met with an eyesore of her busty cleavage piercing through her top.

“I need to go to the bathroom sir” she exclaims. “Is that so Miss Thomas? As last week when you were excused for a bathroom break we found you escaping through the bathroom windows, should you try to escape again, you will be met by a more severe punishment” i stated with authority. Miss Thomas is excused for an escorted bathroom break, moments later a window is heard to be smashed open with Miss Thomas stuck between the window panes, panties showing in full view under her lifted skirt.