[Ddlg] [huge tits] [sexual torture]

She lay on her tummy with her face in her hands infront of the TV. Her hotpants barely covered her cute little bubble butt. He sat on the couch behind her, and watched as she slowly kicked her legs back and forth. Creating the tiniest window of opportunity to glance at her little mound.

“Whatcha up to, baby girl?” He said

“Watching Pocahontas,” She said, “It’s my favorite.”

He slowly traced his hand over his crotch and admired his little girl. He imagined how her breasts were pushed against the carpet and stuffed his hand into his jeans. He member grew with desire as he thought back to the cute little squeals she made against the riding crop when he had punished her for not eating all her breakfast. She wiggled her hips slightly, enjoying the feel of the carpet beneath her. His dick jolted up; throbbing for her embrace.

“Do you want to come cuddle, baby girl?” He said

“Yes please, Big Daddy.” She leaped up attentively and sped into his arms. “I love your cuddles so much.”

“Mmmm,” He slid his cock up into his belt and enwrapped her into his arms. “Daddy loves your cuddles too, princess.”

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Your slut wants your cock (M/F)

You arrive and are greeted by your slut. My body against yours, mouth against yours hands on your body. Undressing you. Undressing you then getting on my knees to take your cock in my mouth.

Running my tongue up and down your cock before taking it in my mouth. Taking your cock deep in my throat and gagging on it. You using my hair to get me to suck your cock exactly how you want it. Holding my head whilst you fuck my mouth.

You sit on the sofa whilst I continue to suck your cock. My pussy getting wetter in anticipation of your big hard cock sliding inside me. We alternate between me sucking your cock and gagging on it. You using my hair to make me suck it exactly how you want it and fucking my face.

I take your cock out of my mouth and tell you how much I want you to fuck me, make me cum with your cock inside me. You tell me to come and ride your cock. Sitting on the sofa I start riding your cock.

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Taking home a slut from the bar [M/F, oral, multiple orgasms, unwanted creampie]

Making out at the bar made you wet. Very wet. You can feel your slick juices coating the string of beads on your thong as it rubs you between your labia. My hand slides up your inner thigh under the table and you let me feel for myself. You’re much kinkier than you let on, I wasn’t expecting you to have on something so playful. We’re both dying to get out of here, as obviously as my cock is trying to burst out of my pants. We stop kissing and you nod at me, all the signal I need to stop playing between your legs and lead you to the door.

I drive us to my place, enjoying the handjob you give me on the way. I pull into the driveway and we start making out in the dark car. You keep jerking me off until I can’t stand it anymore. I help you between the seats into the backseat and follow you, sitting you up against the passenger side door so that I can spread your legs and lift your dress. It’s hard to make out anything in the darkness, but I use my lips to feel around your thighs until you moan as they find your sweet pussy. I kiss your wet labia, running my tongue across the beads. You run your fingers through my hair as I eat you out, rocking your hips as I suck and gently bite on you.

Cult of Dionysus Part One – [M/F] [Story-Rich]

**Hello, this is my first time posting, but I’ve been writing for a while. Feedback is more than welcome. More to come, if you all like it. The more explicit things will be at the end. Is the pace too slow? Thank you for reading!**

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Human beings have a particular penchant for self-torture–masturbation, as it was termed once upon a time. I was engaged in this peculiarity of the human condition in multiple ways, hand between thighs, searching as if I’d find something entirely new in sensations I’d already mapped, overworked cartographer on long, lonely nights. And he was there, in my hand, on me, as he’d always been, this amorphous, unknown entity that I conjured every time I took my hand to self-flagellation, to the curse of the primal. I never pictured him fully, formed his face, crook of his nose, nape, navel–he was just an idea, intangible and unbuilt, unfinished home in which I’d spent years living, promising myself I’d one day finish painting the walls, hanging my art. And yet he kept coming, in moments on the bus, eyes meeting with a stranger, lips parting, I could feel him there, hand on my own, stroking lightly at my thigh. He had always been a mystery, one I didn’t dare to untangle for fear the fantasy would crumble. He was the one to push me against walls, bend me over tables, desks, counters, savagery and sensuality, he was my fantasy, embodied.

[M/M, Dubcon] CockSlut Episode 7

[Episode 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jxecml/mm_dubcon_cockslut_part_1/)
[Episode 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jxvu9s/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_2/)
[Episode 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jyh61f/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_3/)
[Episode 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k13xyw/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_4/)
[Episode 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k8mvhn/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_5/)
[Episode 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kiek1n/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_6/)

That first successful time with the boss seemed to be a turning point in my life as a CockSlut, both at work, and for me personally. I started having more encounters with the boss. Sex was now a daily thing, usually once in the morning and once some time after lunch, always with a blowjob. He wanted me to practice taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, and I was gradually getting better. At this point I still had about an inch to go, but had made a lot of progress in suppressing my gag reflex. Molly was helping with that.

Speaking of Molly, evenings with her became a little more frequent. Maybe twice a week, at the end of the day, she’d tell me to go home with her. At this point my ass was getting fucked up to four times a day. I won’t say that I didn’t enjoy it.

Holly’s Tales…Part 10

I can feel her on my left side now and I feel her hand on the top of my head, stroking my hair. Her fingers begin to gather my hair together, until she has a ball of it in her fist. She controls my head; I have no ability…or desire…to stop her. My hair is yanked back and my head lifted. Behind the blackness of my blindfold I can feel the lines of drool from my breasts to my chin.

*I don’t care…*

A sharp nail traces a painful line down my spine to the valley below. The nail becomes a finger as her hand grips my ass so that her middle finger is now between my spread cheeks.

*Please…yes…*

Her finger slowly glides down until I feel the tip of it resting on my asshole. I gasp, sucking in air. She moves her finger further, and I can feel it slide between my lips as she discovers my secret. I am, literally, dripping juices. I feel her fingers exploring me, gently gliding up and down.

*My clit…please touch me…*

Quite a Busy Night : [MFM]

First time posting here, hope you all enjoy!

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It must be early morning… You instinctively rub your eyes while glancing towards the clock… 4am, you’ve only slept for two hours but your mind won’t stop racing. You glance towards your boyfriend, sleeping sound his chest rising and falling, but you’re not really thinking about him, there’s flashes of vision, of his friend, how much stronger and cooler he thinks he is than your boyfriend… You still haven’t mentioned all the times you soaked through those panties of yours when he came around. The thought of his cool gaze, his long strong fingers sliding along your skin. No, you can’t think about this, even if he’s only sleeping on the couch one room over.

You feel your pussy starting to tingle.
(someone wants to play)

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The survey continuous, thanks to you all, with new question in it. Thanks ahead ?

1. Gender? age?
2. personal status (single / married / divorced/ etc…)
3. When was the first time that you ever pleasured yourself?
4. What’s your current average self pleasure amount? (daily / weekly / monthly…)
5. What’s your daily record for masturbation? for orgasms? (if ever you did it more than one time a day)
6. For guys only: have you ever came without ejaculating?
7. For girls only: have you ever pleasured yourself but didn’t climax?
8. For both genders: have you ever faked orgasm? (Please, honesty will be very appreciated)
9. Does this year of quarantines / isolations effected your self pleasure ways / amounts / desires? if so, please share how and in what way?
10. Anything else you wanna add / comment is welcome.

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Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 1) (Wholesome)

Please keep in mind that this is my first time ever attempting to write something like this, I’m not even any type of writer to begin with. This is Part 1 but if there is good reception to this I will definitely write a part 2! All feedback is greatly appreciated, you can be brutally honest!

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch

I made plans with Caitlyn the night before, I was going to pick her up to go to lunch at noon. We haven’t seen each other since high school, she graduated earlier this year and I graduated last year. She and I were really good friends in High School, and we had kept very good contact since we each went our separate ways. She had gone away to college in the fall, and I had been at home working and going to community college. Despite this, we text almost every day and had the occasional FaceTime call. I think we both had stupid crushes on each other at some point in school, but the timing was never right for either of us.