Chasity play fantasy

I wish someone would lock me in a sex dungeon, and make me wear a chastity belt until it’s time to be fucked. I want to be mercilessly teased, my nipples hard and pussy dripping. After a whole week of being teased and touched and turned on again and again and Again, he would finally remove the chastity belt, spreading my legs open.

I would gasp and beg for his cock, my sloppy pussy twitching at the thought of finally being filled after so much teasing, but he isn’t done. Instead he would pull my head down, now when to eye with his thick cock, veiny and dripping precum. My mouth would start to drool, knowing what he wants from me.

Instantly my mouth would be on it, kissing and licking the head, tasting his cum, before opening my mouth and lowering it down on his shaft. I would explore the velvet soft surface with my tongue, tracing veins and trying to find his weak spots, while my mouth and throat tightened as much as I could around him, bobbing my head. I would relax my throat, letting his cock all the way in, inhaling his musk when my nose touches his stomach. I love the smell of cock, it makes my head spin, my pussy quiver.

My very first attempt at writing an erotic story, title: “She Said She Was Cool With Anything (Part 1)” Please let me know what you think!

​Harold glanced down again at the phone in his hand. The woman in the photo appeared to be rather beautiful, her striking features and dark hair giving her an air of mystery and adventure. Her curly brown hair spilled down over her naked shoulders, her dress delicately draped her over perky, ample breasts. He licked his lips, suddenly dry. He scrolled the image down and admired the rest of her. 

The legs that sprang from the dress were smooth and stunning, the subtle curve to the back of her thighs suggesting wonderful things between them. Harold scrolled up again. She had her tongue out and was winking. Even here, people were emulating the internet cultures, although less artfully and with less professionalism, Harold thought with a smirk. Still… He swiped right and looked up. Traffic had been slow all the way home, but it appeared to be clearing beyond the next intersection. 

As the light turned green, Harold accelerated in his Fiat Dino. He had the roof off and was enjoying the fresh ocean air on his way home from work. Friday, at last. He was already looking forward to his first whiskey, his first brownie, and the new couch he’d only just bought. Life was good. A single man in his mid-thirties with a stable job and few responsibilities, Harold could enjoy the finer things in life.

Kidnapping fantasy

(I’m unable to post to the sexual fantasies subreddit for some reason, so I hope this is welcome ?)

I love being blind folded. The thought of someone tying me up, blindfolding me, and just.. touching me makes me wet. I also love the fantasy of getting kidnapped and raped. (The FANTASY of it, the reality of it would traumatize me for life, because I’ve already been assaulted, that being said…)

I want someone to scoop me off the street and blindfold me, maybe stuff me in a van and take me to some motel in the middle of nowhere. He would shove me on the bed and bind my arms up by the bedpost. I would tremble and whine and try my best to back away from him, but he would roughly hold me in place, legs forced open.

He would pull off my leggings, revealing the fact I don’t wear panties, and the fact that while I’m terrified, I am very very turned on. He would then bunch up my shirt over my head, revealing my large, heaving chest. He would slice the thin part of fabric between the cups, my black bra falling off my breasts, hard nipples exposed. I would squeal in fear and lust, my traitorous nipples desperate to be pinched and licked and sucked.

“We’ve Made A New Friend” [MFF] [Oral] [Sensual Fucking] [Fingering] [Public]

I attended a house party with a man named Robert I’d only been dating a few weeks. Food and drinks are underway, mingling with others in a comfortable setting. We hadn’t had sex yet at this point, but we were both anticipating it would happen soon. I was becoming incredibly aroused at this party, for the last 45 minutes he had been slightly touching me inappropriately for a few seconds here and there where nobody could see. Reminding me of his hunger, his desire to move on me. I have been slowly getting wet with the tease of it.

I excuse myself to find a restroom upstairs. After I exit the bathroom, I spend some time lingering in the hallway looking at the art and other décor. I wander into the empty home office upon seeing some interesting sculptures. I slowly sip my drink as a move around the room. I hear a creak of the door and turn to see my date had entered, he’s there observing me, a sly smile on his face as he moves in closer towards me.

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It’s 3am, I must be lonely

I woke up in the middle of the night and found my mind…drifting. Getting over a messy breakup. Feeling frustrated and alone. Instead of leaving it in my head this time, I wrote it down. Was it for me? Was it for her? Who knows. Now it’s for you.

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I want to see you again. I want to hold you and cuddle you and make you feel safe and protected and loved. I want to lay in bed with you and feel your weight on me as you’re wrapped in my arms. I want to bury my nose in your hair and inhale you and let you fill all of my senses up and silently rejoice in being yours again, if only for a little while.

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Replacement word for crotch?

So as the title says, im looking for a replacement for the word crotch. What i write is short concepts so i’m able to use fairly gender neutral language, but i cant seem to find any words for the private area that isn’t crotch. I thought of heat but that immediately makes me thinking of wattpad. No matter how many ways i google this question i cant seem to find anything

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NSFW – Confessions of a West Palm Slut (Chapter 1)

{I want to give some backstory to this and future submissions I am a white woman and my stories from West Palm Beach occurred from the age of 24-34 years old. (I’m now 41 years old, married, and living back in Virginia.). At the age of 24 I broke up with my boyfriend of four years and moved from Virginia to Florida; West Palm Beach to be exact. I moved in with a friend of mine who I had met in college prior to both of us dropping out. I was hired as a waitress at a bar/restaurant I will not name. My stories pick up from there. The names have been changed for anonymity. Future Chapters will be posted here every Wednesday and Saturday around lunchtime EST. My hope is to improve my writing and storytelling with each Chapter. }

Upon moving to West Palm Beach from Virginia, I was able to secure a job as a waitress with no experience. Needless to say it took some adjusting. To be honest I had never held a job other than being a swim instructor growing up. Waitressing was a fun job but very stressful at first – especially for someone who has bouts of anxiety such as myself. Top it off with having to make new friends and living away from my family and I was a certifiable mess.

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The Handyman

I had been at home for an hour after work, when I got a call. It was my friend’s ex-wife Jenni, who asked me if I was good at fixing a plumbing problem. Since I was pretty good at handyman things, I went over.

It being a warm day, Jenni greeted me wearing a very light summer dress, that made it clear she was not wearing anything underneath it. I set out the tools, and replaced the worn out washer. Jenni offered me a beer, which I accepted gratefully. We got to talking, and gradually got around to sex. Jenni admitted to me, that since her ex-husband and her had been divorced, she was somewhat frustrated. I asked her if she masturbated. She admitted that she had tried it, but always felt guilty afterwards.

I told her that I masturbated regularly when I was not in a steady relationship. Taking the plunge, I asked her if she would like to masturbate together. Taking her smile as a yes, I quickly pulled down my shorts, and let my rapidly growing cock spring free. Jenni’s eyes widened, and it wasn’t long before that blonde haired beauty’s summer dress was on the floor, without her in it.

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You meet the love of your life at a frat party [romance]

To All The Boys Who Fucked Me Over

Oh my god, Kat! Come look at these pictures of my new g-little wasted!” Lindsey squealed. G-little, or grand little, is apparently a term you use in a co-ed honors’ fraternity. Lindsey took on a “little” in her fraternity last year, now it was her little’s turn. These roles were meant to emulate a big brother or big sister, but basically it just meant you bought alcohol for someone underage in the fraternity and forced them to drink too much.

You see him for the first time on Lindsey’s iphone screen. He looked like a hot, teen pop star version of Cupid. Curly blonde hair, blue eyes, pink cheeks, drunk as fuck facial expression. You think he’s cute even though he’s hunched over a toilet. He’s filling out a Haines t-shirt in all the best ways.

“What the fuck did you make him drink??” You say.

“Oh we make them all chug vodka! It’s hilarious. They always throw up,” Lindsey answers.

Gently Spooning

**Gently Spooning**
[https://soundgasm.net/u/ohshelly/Gently-Spooning](https://soundgasm.net/u/ohshelly/Gently-Spooning)

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It feels so good to have you snuggle up and spoon me like this. I love feeling your arms around me and your hands cupping my breasts… just the intimacy of being so close. It’s been so hard not being able to touch all these months. It’s been so lonely.

But I have you.

I love having you wrap around me and feeling your whole body, even that bit I feel poking me in my behind. It’s okay sweetie, I don’t need hot passionate sex but I do love knowing how much you love holding me, and feeling me like this. Here, let me just take it and put it between my legs.

But just hold me. Just hold me like this. It’s the… being with another human being… yes being with my man is special in its own way but jsut touching, and holding… just hold me… and let’s drift off together…. and I’ll hold you between my legs.

Let’s just sleep… touching each other… holding each other… being with each other… it’s so special, being able to touch someone. So wonderful having you be able to touch me.

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