Category: Erotica

I’m sharing a small apartment with a male flatmate. Everything is purely platonic, but there’s a lot of sexual tension going on, that neither of us acknowledge.

He likes to participate in extreme sports, which makes him maintain his shape, but also gets him injured often. I’m the one who treats his wounds, if they’re not too much, and I take those opportunities to get as close to him as possible.

One day he has to go to the hospital. He fell from a large distance and his partner didn’t catch up to help on time. At the end, he came back home with his left arm and right wrist broken. He couldn’t use neither of his hands.

Naturally, I help him like I always do. I help him eat, make himself comfortable on the sofa… The usual.
The night comes, and I see him struggling to change clothes to put on his pijamas, using his left hand, which doesn’t even have that much movement. I ask him if he wants help and thought he refuses at first, he later asks for my help. Read more »

It was his eyes that really shook me , almost black in color, they pulled me in, I was near drowning when he looked away..I approached him slowly, kneeling at his feet, I lowered my eyes awaiting his command. This was the man I was being given to for the night, to be used any way he chose.
I had never seen him around the club before but Master assured me that I would be safe. After what seemed like an eternity he slowly ran his hands over my body, lingering at the warmth between my thighs.”good girl” he mummers softly when he feels my arousal.
I smile slightly and hold my tongue a moment. ” You may speak,” he says quietly. ” Thank you Sir,” I responded. I kneel waiting as he looks me over, his own arousal is evident in the tent of his designer jeans. He drops down beside me and lifts my head to look into his dark eyes again and I hold his gaze, slowly he lowers his head and fiercely claims my lips.
His lips crushing mine and forcing them apart. He devours me..kissing me his lips burning into mine, claiming me as his own with a mere kiss. He pulls away gasping and I look up at him with wide eyes, my body is on alert , every nerve at attention waiting for his touch.
I hear him moving around and he swears softly. I frown a bit and he stops his rummaging. ” none of that girl..no need to frown.” I nod softly and nibble my lower lip, he suddenly pulls me up into his arms crushing me in his hold as he kisses me again, like a man starved he devours my lips, pressing me into the wooden cross he smoothly lifts my arms and secures me to the structure, kneeling and securing my legs as well,
I hang there suspended on a cross naked before him, his eyes move slowly over me inch by inch..I feel my heart racing as he drops his pants and approaches me. He cups my wet entrance and slowly begins to finger me deeply, adding a second and then a third finger, beginning to thrust roughly.
I bite my lip and fight the urge to cry out. He suddenly presses against me thrusting into me hard and fast, his thick cock bottoms out in my wet entrance, he groans and kisses me again, his lips crushing mine. I gasp softly when he breaks away and he utters a soft command. ” now girl..” I am confused for a moment and then his fingers pinch my nipples.
I realize he is telling me to climax for him and I let myself go, the muscles spasm and contract around him, my body trembles and I moan loudly , the moans reverberate around the room, he releases me from the cross and carries me to the bed, holding me close and kissing me.
I lay on the bed looking at him a moment before he drops down, his tongue delving into my wetness he groans softly and laps fervently at my clit , his tongue dipping in to sample my taste, I jump a bit because of the after effects of my climax and he swats me firmly ” stay still” he says and I try hard to stay still as he teases and nips and sucks my clit, teasing me to almost climax then fucking me with his tongue, he groans softly and whispers” climax for me ..” I take a breath as he begins again to tease and lap at my clit, I feel myself sliding into climax, my muscles tighten and he nips my clit firmly , I cry out and orgasm hard, juices flowing out of me into his waiting tongue he licks and sucks, catching all my sweet pussy juices and thrusting deep for more.
I tremble and buck a bit beneath him , he swats me again and I go still beneath him, he moves up slowly and thrusts himself into me , fucking me hard and fast now, the mix of pain and pleasure making me gasp, he grunts loudly and I feel his release, he collapses on top of me breathing hard.
Slowly he sits up and takes my collar in his hand, lifting my head, I look into his eyes and he whispers softly ” good girl” and I smile. He holds me close until Master returns. I walk away quietly hoping that Sir will allow me to return to this man again someday, for now I will hold the memories of this night forever.

She walks in and sits at my desk.

She’d sent a text. She said she wanted to see me. She said she needed to discuss an extensive change order. It was a bulletpointed request order from the client.

My reply back – find me in my office. If I wasn’t there, my notes were likely on my desktop, she’s free to go through them.

She scooted my desk chair in a little.

She crossed her legs.

She’s wearing a pencil skirt of moderate length and leather zip-up boots with a low heal.

She clicks on my mouse to get my desktop up. The desktop is filled with a Word Doc – three sentences in micro font.

She highlights the font and brings them to size 14.

I had written two lines:

*Say “hello, Sir” once – say nothing else.

*Uncross your legs.

She wiggles her left leg – the one that’s crossed and raised in the air, as if she were tapping the toe end of her boot. Finally her toe tapping stops.

“Hello…” she says and pauses for a long beat.

Finally she continues – “Hello, Sir.” Read more »

(This story is the first of a series inspired by real life adventures – constructive criticism welcome)

Although not a word had been said between them apart from a few anonymous messages on the web, the knowing look on her face gave Paul confidence that of all the people on the crowded shopping street, she was his reason for being there. About 5’7 with brown hair, glasses & a lovely smile, she certainly looked like a fun afternoon. He discreetly pressed a key card into her waiting hand and whispered “Room 187” before turning on his heels & walking away to the hotel.

Back at the room, no doubt entered his mind that she’d be showing up to the door & he cracked a wry smile to himself at the thought of what what delights his willing victim would have in store.. Paul busied himself with the finishing touches for her arrival & no sooner had he made sure the straps at the corners of the bed were secure and that everything else required was in easy reach; a soft knock broke the silence. Read more »

*Her flesh craved his sins etched into her walls. A mark of the devil left as a memory of his nightly visits to her dreams. This man a mystery. He crept from the pits of hell to prove that nightmares do exist. Burning her flesh as his fingers mapped their destination, he wouldn’t stop until her body held his mark embedded in her skin. Subtle moans released from her lips, her sounds a symphony for his ears only. He buried his face against her body, tasting the honey that dripped, intoxicated by the sweet liquor that coated his probing tongue.*

Is [asstr.org](https://asstr.org) dead? The copyright says 2004, the contact forms don’t work, lots of top level pages fail, and I just tried to sign up as a new author and it failed both by the form at the email address given.