So I want to know how you all had erotic fantasies growing as teenagers or with your high school crush or lovers. I’d really appreciate if you could share your personal experiences in a lot of detail too!
Category: Erotica
Cynical, adjective. According to Wiktionary.
(medicine, rare) Like the actions of a snarling dog, especially in reference to facial nerve paralysis.
1818, Matthieu Joseph Bonaventure Orfila, A Treatise on Mineral, Vegetable, and Animal Poisons, Considered as to their Relations with Physiology, Pathology, and Medical Jurisprudence:
Towards noon, he experienced convulsive movements; the extremities became stiff, the pulse extremely small, and he died during an attack of cynical spasm.
1857, New Orleans Medical News and Hospital Gazette – Volume 3, page 278:
On the contrary, in woman, the cynical spasm, though felt with as much, or even more violence than the other sex, is not followed with the same deleterious effects, and may be repeated much oftener without any unfavorable consequences.
1986, Giuseppe Roccatagliata, A History of Ancient Psychiatry, page 125:
Demetrius Attalicus studied the symptomatologies due to strictura cerebri, characterized by a cynical spasm of the facial nerve.
2009, Hilary Evans & Robert E. Bartholomew, Outbreak!: The Encyclopedia of Extraordinary Social Behavior, →ISBN:
Something of the same sort happened at Hensberg, Germany, where the nuns were afflicted and committed the sin they called “the silent sin.” In their ecstasies, their convulsions were very violent and interspersed with “cynical movements of the pelvis
The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 9 (MF) (Oral) (Domme) (Vacation Sex)
The boss leads Anna outside and down a paved path. There are people all around. An occasional hat, pair of shorts, or thong scattered throughout but largely it is acres of bare flesh of all sizes and colors. As they walk a few people call out to him. He waves, exchanges pleasantries, and introduces Anna to a few people whose made up names she won’t remember. This is all so easy and familiar for him. Anna just hopes no one notices her wide eyes and blushing face.
When they reach the restaurant, he calls for a table for two. The restaurant is small, with tall tables and high chairs and low tables with padded booths. At one such booth sits a very fat, very bald man smoking a cigar while 6 women sit around the table, each one blonde, young, tan, and small breasted.
“Bill, you certainly have a type,” the boss calls out to the fat man as they pass by.
“A man should know what he likes,” the fat man calls back, laughing.
Aching Depths
Her eyes widened in amazement as she witnessed his vieny shaft disappearing within her aching depths.
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Living The Fantasy [bdsm]
Short Synopsis: Lexi is the nerdy college coed hoping to start over in college after a brutal high school life. She’s always had a love for literature and it showed it proudly. Her secret passion, however, lay in her erotic stories and BDSM. Everything is going relatively well for Lexi until one day she loses her laptop. Panicking she tosses her room in search of the electronic device till a knock at the door stirs her. It’s no other than Tyler, Lexi’s High School bully and he has under his arm, Lexi’s Laptop.
Tags: Minor Reluctance, Bondage, BDSM
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“I knew I left it around here somewhere!” I shouted to myself, desperately searching for my laptop.
I huffed, angered I couldn’t find my stupid laptop. I just got some great fucking inspiration for another bondage erotica story too. I searched my bed, my dresser, and my closet but it was nowhere to be found. I let out a loud groan of frustration, flopping backward into my bed. I shot back up when a realization popped into my head.
“Oh no. If I left it somewhere and someone found all my writing, I’d be so fucked.”
It’s Too Hot To Sleep
I remember you all too well. If it wasn’t for your pushing, things might have worked out. The thing is, you never really got me. Sure you knew what I wanted, but you thought that sex was the way to my heart. That’s honestly why it fell apart. I know, I know. It sounds stupid… maybe even selfish, but I was being selfish… maybe even stupid. But my heart hadn’t healed, and that didn’t mean anything to you. You thought sex meant you had dibs on my love, but you didn’t listen when I said I wasn’t ready.
But that’s not why I’m here right now. I’m here because it’s hot, and humid, and sticky and I can’t sleep. And I will always associate this stiffling heat with you. It will always fill me with those desires. It will always cause my mind to wander… thinking about how you would walk into my room with just a pair of panties on. Your gorgeous double Ds out in all their tanned glory for me to see. My “roommate”. Considerably more than half naked and complaining at the foot of my bed that you can’t sleep because of the heat.
Extreme Femdom World
*(I am writing something involving a heavily female dominated future, and would love opinions. I have mainly written world building, but I plan on adding a brother and a sister, who are going to college within the femdom world, but I feel like the world building is kinda listy, but would love a second opinion!)*
August 27th, 1990
“Since the beginning of human history, males have dominated society, the way things shouldn’t be, and as of recently, women have gained a strong foothold to which to stand against men, the only way society will advance. The noise of this pestilence grows increasingly quieter, but not fast enough. Many women are able to recognize their role within the house, as the matriarch, but they do not yet grasp the position in which they must take on in order to truly advance society, as the complete and undeniable masters of man.”
*The Journals of Alexandra, Founder of the Society for the Advancement of Males*
January 21st, 2011
Saturday [F4M][Revenge][Tease][Blowjob][Cowgirl][Cuckold]
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I had been looking forward to the weekend like so many people do, but for me it was different. I didn’t have any grand plans; I wasn’t the type to party and I rarely went out. The excitement began on a Tuesday when my roommate told me that she’d be home for the weekend, I can’t even recall the reason and frankly, I didn’t care. I had some space, room to breath after a particularly stressful week. After two tests and a paper I had survived and just wanted to relax and clear my mind, perhaps enjoy the weekend for a change…
-Byler University of Liberal Arts: Lux Hall Sophomore Housing-
-7:00 pm-
The Game Part 2 (MF) (MM) (FF)
OK folks, what is my bid for this strapping young man.
Look at the muscles on his arms, those are as sturdy a set of legs as you will ever see.”
Turning me around with her hand still gripping my manhood, she followed up with.
“Take a look at his back, strong and solid, you’ll get a lot of work out of this one.
And as an added bonus, take a look at his… well you know what, nicest one I’ve seen in years.
So let’s begin the bidding.
“I don’t know, I mean, he looks OK.
But we have no proof of your claims!” Lynn stated.
“Please, ladies and gentlemen, if you are patient we will supply all the proof one would need.” Sakura told the others.
Turning me around, my back to the others Sakura bent me over at the waist.
“Now folks just look at the ass on this one.
It’s as tight as you might imagine, solid just listen to this muscle tone.”
With that her hand descended upon my bottom with a loud smack as it landed across my ass.
Three… four… six… ten times her palm came down across my bottom.
Niece takes control part 7
We lay quietly, Stephanie’s head on my shoulder, her body pressed against mine, savoring the quiet time after hot lovemaking, and I looked forward to a hot, sex filled weekend. I was thinking about what had happened this morning, when I watched Lara savagely fuck herself in the shower.
Stephanie whispered, “Uncle J, what are you thinking about?”
I told her about what I had witnessed, and how revved up my cock had been.
Stephanie cooed, “Ummm, that was so nice of my Auntie L to give you a show, and get you all hard and ready for me!” She giggled, then continued, “It almost sounds like she was in a rape fantasy…or maybe she was actually raped, perhaps?”
I replied, “No, that couldn’t be it, she was a virgin cherry on our wedding night.”
Stephanie said softly, “Well, there is such a thing as a surgically replaced virginity.” At my startled look, she continued, “Repairing the hymen is not that difficult. It consists of piecing together the remnants by closing the tear, or, if there is not enough membrane left, a tear through bio-material is inserted, stitched into place, and Viola, she’s a born again virgin. Both are very simple, fast surgeries.”