Category: Erotica

A True Submission Story for Submissive Women Part Three

The responses that I have been getting this story have been overwhelming to me. This was written as something personal for me to be able to explore what I think about submission and being a dom. I never thought so many would connect with it like I have. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Here is the final part of story one. Remember this is just a fantasy I have finally been encouraged to put into words. I have a bondage story ready to go if the response is still positive. If you are new follow me and look for parts one and two on my profile or search for them on this sub Reddit. Read those first or you will be very confused.

*** Remove all of your clothes and experience as much of her spanking as you feel comfortable with. Place a wooden chair in the center of your room and bend your naked body over it as if you will be given a spanking. Read the entire story in this position. ** True Submission ** use your hand or your favorite spanking implement and spank yourself along with the main character. DM me your thoughts and experiences of how your play along went. *** Read more »

Lexi Jane: International Superstar [MF] [Creampie] [Anal] [Long]

# Lexi Jane: International Superstar

*^(By Gael Ambrose)*

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The bitter cold was creeping up Lexi’s spine as she took a puff from her joint absentmindedly. Her road crew was the best in the business, always helping her navigate the labyrinthine of passageways to a good smoke spot before she had to take the stage. Unfortunately, this was a rooftop access affair, the only one, Chuck assured her, would likely be free of cameras. Drone tech always made that something of an uncertainty, but the ample concrete surrounding her was reassuring.

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“Damnit!” she hissed as the joint burned her fingertips. She dropped it and snuffed the little fucker out with her knee-high, ruby red boots. She had been lost in thought again. Who could blame her with the pressures she was under these days? Her enabler mother had navigated her successfully through every stage of a pop star’s career—childhood TV star, rebellious teen, and, most recently, recovering addict. Lexi Jane. International superstar, ladies and gentleman. It was hard to stay mad at mom when she was basically wiping away her tears with hundred-dollar bills in the office’s of the country’s top psychologists. That came out of mom’s half. *Fucking bitch.* She thought. Read more »

Resist

Her will to resist him faded as their mouths came crashing together in a deep, passionate kiss. She moaned and snuggled closer against him, savoring the sensation of his hands roaming over her body. When his finger tips reached her breasts, she gave up all illusions that she had promised herself earlier in the evening, such as the big one of not sleeping with him on the first date. Pulling away from him, she kicked off her heels and spun around.

“Would you mind unzipping me?” She asked as she tossed aside her shoulder length, brownish red hair, revealing the zipper to her dress.

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Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Two [FM, FMM, Incest]

**CHAPTER TWO**

Jamie Carter’s husband Michael was upset with her. She could hear the edge in his voice over the phone, even though the loud country music blaring from the jukebox in the diner made it difficult to make out all the words. She pressed the phone to one ear and covered the other, trying to block out the noise.

“…told you that the Mazda wouldn’t make that trip,” Michael said. “Where are you?”

“About a hundred fifty miles from Greenleaf,” she said. “The car needs a new axle and the local garage doesn’t have one for a 323. They say the parts guy can have it here tomorrow.”

“Damn it,” Michael snapped. “I’ll come get you. Tell me exactly -”

“You can’t,” Jamie said, nodding gratefully as the waitress brought her beer to the booth. “Mom had a doctor’s appointment this afternoon. She dropped the boys off with Beth but she can’t keep them overnight. You need to get them home. I’ve booked a room for the night in the motel here.”

“But – ” Read more »

I Wait For Him [M/F][Anal]

I wait for him in the room, knowing he has a key card of his own. 

The lights are off.

The room is cold.

I am naked, on all fours on the queen sized bed, the old comforter was pulled back, lying in a heap on the floor. 

I am being a good girl, waiting for him to come and have his way with me.

Then I hear it.

The click of the card, the turning of the door handle and the loud slam of the heavy hotel door.

I have done this with him so many times that I know what I am listening to.

First, he slips off his shoes and tucks them against the wall, neatly.

Then he unbuckles his belt and pulls it free from his pants.

He unzips and steps out of his pants and boxers and then I feel his weight on the bed behind me.

He knows I am ready.

We need no warm up and we need no lube.

I am ready to be taken over by him. To succumb to him fully. Read more »

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Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter One [FF, FM, Incest]

**CHAPTER ONE**

At one o’clock in the afternoon on a Tuesday in May Lucille Aldrich sat on the edge of an examination table in Doctor Norman’s office. She wore nothing but a backless, pink paper robe, and the green vinyl upholstery of the table was cold against her slender ass cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably and watched as Courtney Harris, the young physician assistant who worked in Norman’s practice, flipped through her medical records.

“You’re fifty-one…” Courtney read aloud, “blood pressure 120 over 60, cholesterol good, all the standard tests come back negative. You’re in excellent health, overall. Exercise?”

“I’ve got two grandchildren to keep me busy, and a boy of my own still at home. I’m always up and moving.” Lucille said. “But yes, I do find time to work out. Aerobics, yoga…”

“Of course.” Courtney closed the folder and looked directly at Lucille, smiling. “I can see that you’re *very* fit.” She looked Lucille up and down appraisingly. Read more »

Alone in the Woods – The Psycho

This story contains elements of Consensual-non-Consent.

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Nowadays, Friday nights had a typical formula: wine, takeaway and a true crime documentary. It may have taken a while for Molly to come to terms with her lifestyle, but there was no denying her life had been taken over by the same mundane routine she’d vowed to never succumb to. Of course, that was a vow she’d made long before the whirlwind relationship and cyclone breakup that nearly destroyed her.

She’d been engaged for six months to a man who’d spent just as long nailing the hairdresser around the corner, leaving Molly heartbroken and unable to even admire her sister’s wedding photos without the sight of her hair making her blood boil.

This new routine was the ugly lovechild of a desperate desire for comfort and her unwillingness to completely give up. It wasn’t until Molly caught a glimpse in the mirror that she realised it was time for a U-turn, and not because she’d put on a few pounds (she actually felt sexier for them). No, it was her faded roots and the dullness in her eyes that signalled the alarm bells in her head; Molly looked like the shell of the woman she’d been before. Read more »

A Dip into Clear Waters

Once more, my partner and I had decided to go on a hike in a semi-remote area. I was very excited about this one since it was along a creek and there had been reports of a swimming hole about a mile downstream. The reviews of this trail were also very high and overall looked beautiful.

After the hour and a half drive there I was excited and couldn’t believe the beauty of the area. Just as we pulled into the parking lot the only other car there had pulled away, leaving this trial to empty. As I stepped out of the car my partner instructed me to take my shirt and bra off and put it into his bag. My face turned bright red as I did as told, leaving my breasts exposed. The early afternoon air on my breasts caused my nipples to harden. Even though I was now topless I followed my partner down the path to the river. Read more »

You’re my Quinn.

We both have always been seen as nerds, the kind of cute nerds who are also popular. We are both energetic, easily excited, never backing down from a dare or a challenge, crazy for each other, not even ashamed to show our “affections” in public, adorably jealous; so much so that people even started calling us ‘Joker and Harley’ at one point, we like it, even went as them on Halloween once. But they don’t know how right they are, do they?

No one knows how much like Harley and Joker, we are. No one knows how ‘crazy’ you actually are about me, do they? What lengths you would go to for me? I own you and you would do anything to be my pet, you have done so many sweet little things for me. Our friends see us touching and kissing each other and they find it cute, but I have other friends and you have fucked so many of them, haven’t you? I have seen you get your ass and your pussy plundered, your tits tortured, your mouth wrecked, I have seen you choked and slapped and beaten all the while looking at me, just to see that smile of approval on my face. Read more »

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