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Amaranth – the Future of Sex – 05 – The Playroom

Jonathan took Sasha home. When they arrived, he determined “Time to show you the play room. I’m so curious, what you think of it!”.

Please prepare yourself, while I do as well. Your knitted thigh highs with some nice heels along with your silk robe will do; nothing else.

They met in front of the room. The door looked like all the other doors in the flat, but when he opened, she noticed, that a heavy windbreaker curtain had been put in U-shape just behind the door – she couldn’t see anything of the room.

“When we enter here, you always have to be prepared. I’ll show you how:”, he explained.

He opened the box on the little table next to the door and presented her beautiful leather restraints for ankles and wrists. They each had a metal ring on them.

“You’re going to tie me up?”, she asked, nearly losing her well controlled temper. In her waiting smile, he could see, that she was close to jumping up and down in front of him.

“You like that?”, he asked back. “It’s my favorite!”, she replied. Read more »

That Time I Died and Ended Up in an Afterlife Full of Horny Fantasy Women: Chapter 3

“I… I want to feel your boobs,” I said.

“Silly, you’re feeling them right now, and even groped them,” Naomi giggled.

“I didn’t say I wanted to feel them with my hands,” I replied sharply.

“Oh my,” suddenly I felt a fantastically smooth sensation on my penis. Was that her hand? Wait, was I naked? Had I been naked this whole time!? “Could it be? One of the students I’m charged to take care of wants to use my breasts as his personal toys? How scandalous…” she giggled.

“Please Nurse Naomi, it is for my own mental well-being!” I boldly declared.

She gave my member a few gentle strokes, teasing it with her dainty hand, “I suppose it can’t be helped, it’s my duty as the nurse to ensure the health of the students in my care. I’ll need to spoil you rotten.”

She gently eased herself out from under me and I sat up in the medical ward’s bed. I was immediately struck by my surroundings; it wasn’t at all like any doctor’s office I’d ever seen before. Not only did it share the same ornate floral and sweeping patterns as the rest of the walls of the academy, but the beds were also spacious twin-size canopy beds with privacy curtains around the frames. Read more »

The first time at a hotel

We matched on tinder, after I’d had a few too many following another argument with my soon to be ex. We flirted via text, shared some pics, got a little steamy… Read more »

Script (dialogue) of M brainwashing F with hypnosis

This starts out fast. He has just found her masterbating.

Enjoy

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(She is aroused.
He observes her face down, ass up, chanting, squirting.)

:What does this to you?

-I am conditioned this way.

:What does this to you, girl?

-I am conditioned this way.

:I love that.

-I do, too.

:Tell me what does this to you, girl.

-Yes. It is you.

:I love that.

-I don’t know how to say it.

:What do you want to say?
What do you have to ask me?

-I don’t know how to figure out who you are. Who are you?

:I have always been here and you know me. (Reassuringly)
This is familiar, isn’t it? You and I are repeating a conversation we’ve had many times. This familiar feeling, these repeated words are how you know who I am. You only have ever felt this way with me.

-That’s right.

:This is how we get you where I want you to be.

-Right, I know where we’re going but I still need your help. I can’t remember. Read more »

Example Bespoke Erotica #2 [F27, M27]

Another example of bespoke erotica I was asked to write. This time the themes were:
After-party, friends with benefits, [squirt], [rough sex], [anal].

[F27, M27]

We both knew how this was going to go as soon as we knew we were both going to the same party. That’s one of the things I love about having a friend with benefits – there’s a mutual understanding of when and where things like this can happen. That, and the fact that we both know exactly what each other enjoys. For example, I know that you wore those yoga pants to this party just for me.

It’s 1am by the time we get back to my AirBnB. Initially things are fairly civilised – we open a bottle of wine and spend a few minutes chatting in the kitchen. You’re sitting on the kitchen counter, and I’m standing opposite you, admiring the view. Gradually, I move closer and closer, until we give in, and shatter the illusion that we are just friends. I kiss you, gently at first, then harder and harder. You pull off your jumper, then pull me in closer, our tongues intertwined. I lift you off of the kitchen counter, and carry you through to the bedroom – I can feel your nipples pressing into me through your t-shirt. Read more »

Trainride to heaven (FF)

I was riding the train home on a Saturday late afternoon after a day of shopping in the city. The sun was shining through the window and I was enjoying its warmth on my face while I watched the landscape change from apartment buildings and busy streets to trees and green fields. I enjoyed a day in the city every now and then, but the peaceful countryside is where I felt at home. Especially in summer, with the smells of flowers and freshly mown grass. And what a summer it was this year. Temperatures had been quite high and everyone had been enjoying the nice weather with barbeques, long evenings outside with a drink,…

While thinking about the bottle of white wine waiting for me in the fridge and the book I was planning to read on the terrace, a woman sat down opposite me. I glanced at her and was immediately taken by her beauty. She smiled at me and I politely smiled back. She must’ve been around my age, but slightly taller. Her brown, curly hair fell loosely around her shoulders and she had striking green eyes. My eyes were drawn to her full lips that were accentuated by her red lipstick. For a second I thought about what they would feel like against mine, but I quickly pushed the thought out of my head. Then my eyes fell further down and they widened a bit. Read more »

My cousin Victoria

It was the day before Thanksgiving 2016 so that means my family from Connecticut was in town. It was my uncle (by marriage) Eric, my smoking hot aunt Tara, my cousin Joey and the focus of this story, my mind meltingly hot cousin Victoria. Now, let me just explain to you exactly “how” hot she is. Bronze tan skin “0” tan lines, the face of a goddess, long black hair, DD natural tits, an hourglass frame which led to a nice fat ass with beautiful thick thighs. I’ve had a crush on Victoria and my aunt Tara since I was a little kid at 6, checking out my aunts fat ass and fake tits, she would always wear something that was too tight so that her tits would damn near pop out of the top. But anyway that was 14 years ago, now my cousin Victoria is 26 still single and still the center of our family. When they walk through the door its like celebrities on the red carpet, my grandmother’s house erupts in cheer and praise for their return. I am always glad to see them of course, I mean c’mon who wouldn’t be excited for the women I just described! I always give my aunt and cousin Victoria a big hug and let their huge tits squeeze against my chest as I fall into heaven. Before that day this was the only “sexual” contact I’d ever had with them. After all the hellos and what not me and my cousin Joey would usually play some video game in the back bedroom, but this time it was my brother and he who went to play while Victoria and I went outside to talk. My mom, aunt, uncle and grandparents sat and talked in the living room as they usually do.
Outside my cousin and I sat on the front porch as she lit a cigarette and began smoking, I said in a hopeful tone. Read more »

I wonder, a lament

I wonder, does she remember fondly the times we spent together as I do? The times when I enfolded her in my arms. The tingle when we kissed. The moments talking in pubs and after snogging in the car park. The nervousness when I made her go barefoot. The vulnerability of being handcuffed.

I wonder, does she realise the effect she had on me, realising that here was a girl who didn’t dismiss out of hand my wants and desires. Who seemed to enjoy the tease of doing what I asked. Never seeming to be put off by it.

I wonder does she remember in the same way how vulnerable she looked with her tiny hands locked behind her in unyielding steel? How worried she was when I left her bound in the car for a few minutes. How the woods felt when she was alone with me.

I wonder if she remembers how my cock tastes as vividly as I remember how soft her lips were and how wonderful it felt as she tentatively engulfed it with her mouth?

I wonder if she longs for more time? Wonders what would happen if we’d had an hour? An evening? A weekend? A lifetime? Read more »