collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
A few days ago, my dom was so brave and decided to create his own subreddit! I gave him lots of encouragement after I found out about but now he feels kinda sad and defeated that nobody seems to want to join it….
That’s where ya’ll come in
Can you please join his subreddit r/tasksluts to make my dom a little bit happier and confident? Thank you so much! I have a feeling it will be a fun time over there :)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jz5zy1/my_big_secret_part_2_fictionbeastialiy/)
“Are you ready?” I asked her, “It’s not too late to back out.”
“I know I will regret it if I back out now. Let’s do this.” Kelsey looked nervous but there was a hint of a smile on her face. I signaled to Buster that it was time to mount. He jumped onto the couch then onto Kelsey. His legs wrapped around her hips and his chest laid against her back. He began to hump vigorously but couldn’t hit his mark.
“I’m gonna help him in. Try arching you back down a bit too.” I ran my hand along the curve of her back as I reached down to grab Buster’s cock. I guided Buster into Kelsey’s pussy and couldn’t help but notice how tight it was, my big boy was in for a treat. As soon as that big red dog cock touched her tight wet pussy, Buster began to pound her like his life depended on it.
“Holy shit”, she shouted. “This feels fucking amazing.”
“If you think that’s good just wait until you get the knot.”
At first, there was nothing. Only darkness. Then, from within a pool of primordial chaos, a light emerged. Rising from the pool was the newborn Goddess of Neon: Yuvi. The deity’s body was entirely ultraviolet, perceivable to mortal eyes as somewhere between blue, purple, and black. Her divine stature came with a generous height, alluring curves, and a hefty bust. Her cascading hair glowed cyan down her back, stopping around where her tailbone would be. Her hair wasn’t her only cyan light. When she opened her eyes for the first time, they shone just the same. Glistening lips and painted nails bore a similar glow.
She shivered. You could chalk it up to the dampness in this dimly lit room but she knew it was more due to what was to come. She had dreaded this day with all her heart as soon as she had become old enough to hear it from the other villagers, the rite of passage. The rite of passage every woman has to undergo at temple on top of the mountain at the age of 18 had been done for as long as anyone could remember. Unlike other villages, this god was very real. Year after year women of age would make the long trek up the mountain to the temple and this year it was her turn.
Nestled in a valley at the top of the mountain the temple was well kept and drew in quite the number of tourists from spring through fall. When winter fell however and the temple was empty save the numerous monks living there, that’s when the ritual took place. She had made her way up the winding steps alone clad only in the pure white shrine priestess robe each sacrifice was forced to wear. The thin silk did nothing to block the bone chilling winds of the climb and did little against the dampness here.
Heya, I know this isn’t erotica so I apologize. But, if you or a writer you know wants feed back or just a second pair of eyes don’t be afraid to hit me up. I’ve been writing for quite a while, and I’ve even been able to make job of it so I feel like I should give back to the community a little bit.
And don’t worry, I’m not charging for my services or anything like that. I’m just looking to lend a hand ?
[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/)
That night, after the filing room incident, I decided to try the next plug. The boss was right; I kind of had been putting it off and was likely ready for it. The second one had felt good, still felt good, but wouldn’t get me ready for his enormous member. I could probably have taken a normal dick at that point, but not what the boss was packing, and I didn’t know him well enough to judge the extent of his patience. If he became unsatisfied, he could fire me at any time, and nobody would believe my story. Hell, I’m not sure you believe it, but that’s a different issue. If what Molly had said was true, that the rest of the company knew that I was the CockSlut, that included HR. If they weren’t stepping in now, they definitely wouldn’t once I was fired or quit. I had no one on my side.
Of course, that was taking things a bit far. I didn’t want to leave. The money was good, and I’d be getting my first paycheck in a week, in the amount of something like eight times what I was making as a waiter, and double what I could earn as an actual executive assistant. So I had to fuck the boss? So what? It wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
Ellie and I became lovers when we were freshmen in college. She was this small, slight little goth girl, with waist-length straight black hair and flowing black dresses. Her smile was a Mona Lisa thing, fuzzy at the edges and hinting as something naughty. She rarely spoke but often stared, and it was this staring that originally caught my attention. We had an English class together, and because she couldn’t keep her eyes off of me, I couldn’t keep mine off of her.
Our affair was brief but intense. We were eighteen, and these were days of cutting class and going back to our parents’ empty houses to fuck in the simple, clean manner of beasts. She was so innocent and direct, simply hungering to be fucked, with no pretense or practice. She was so happy to just lie back and be stuffed full of my cock, and it was easy and free of meaning.
I always had my suspicions about Nathen. Ever since high school, he carried himself with this inexplicable swagger. He was handsome of course, but always seemed to lack some depth for emotional connections. Based on our conversations, he had the capacity to carry his emotions, yet he never extended it to the girls that he was involved with. Something always seemed to be missing.
Nathen and I got to know each other through sports in school. He played opposite me on the soccer field—I played left wing, him right. He was also a fellow lightweight on the wrestling team, which offered me up the first opportunity to see what all the girls must have been gawking at.
His frame was small, much like my own, but he filled out the lower part of his singlet quite impeccably. I didn’t really get to see much from an anterior perspective, but on one occasion in which he was slightly overweight, he dropped his boxers to expose a chiseled posterior when stepping back onto the scale. Dimples graced his glutei like that of a gladiator. As soon as I noticed how this was making me feel, I immediately looked away. After all, I was straight and had a girlfriend.
Disclaimer: This is a true story. Most details are accurate to the best of my memory. Please be kind! I’ve been wanting to write erotic lit for a while now and figured no better place to start than from real life. ;)
I still remember that night, six years ago, like it was yesterday. It was all intentional and skillfully planned. At 25, my body was young and supple but also soft. I wasn’t in the best shape of my life but I was decently attractive and thin enough with long dark hair and pretty features. Plus I wasn’t kidding myself in knowing that most single men can’t turn down an attractive female.
He was a sight for sore eyes. He had a chiseled face and body. Even though he didn’t show it off, it was apparent he was in excellent shape. A quick peek through his social media revealed an extremely athletic lifestyle of hiking, skating, snowboarding, and the like and he didn’t look half bad doing it. In fact, he was gorgeous, who am I kidding? And he gave off this sort of bookworm innocence which I would soon learn was all but the truth.
She arrived at 11:27 pm. It was now 12:15 am and she was taking off her shirt while the movie was still playing. I ran my fingers around her waist moving them up towards her perky breasts. They popped out of her shirt just as my fingers arrived. I kissed her neck before my mouth moved down to her erect pink nipples. She held my head there and moaned innocently. Her other hand rubbed my crotch through my gym shorts. I could feel her get excited the harder I got. She worked her hands through my shorts and started to jerk my shaft up and down. I held her blonde hair in my hand as I licked her neck and worked my other hand down her jeans. My hand got sticky as I parsed my fingers through her lips. She jerked and moan when I started working on her clit. I worked hard and fast as she squirmed in my arms. She lost coordination in her arms and could no longer handle stroking my meat while being pleasured. For a moment, we caught each other’s eyes – I knew she wanted me inside her.