Sexwork’s Allure [MM] [Softcore]

His slim exposed body laid carefully upon soft satin sheets, so many secret erotic fantasies race through his head. But nonetheless a feeling of regret graces his mind. So young, so many possibilities; yet he is selling himself to the dim lights of the town’s red light district.

Cigarette smoke fills the room as his latest client catches his breath. The mature man caresses the smooth twinks leg once more, lust still consuming him from within.

The mature man is a regular client, a married daddy type with a hunger for young smooth boyish twinks. A naughty man looking for boys to punish and abuse; claiming their sweet innocence as he degrades them.

The soft twink quietly pulls himself together, body aching from the many compromising positions and poundings of the night. His chest and stomach still drenched with lukewarm cum. Even though he felt much regret for his actions, he couldn’t help but to be infatuated by the sinful excitement and glamour of his position. He reaches for the glass of champagne standing upon the bedside table, taking a sip before drying himself off.

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The meet up… part 2

–the room 2

Once in the door I close it. Then game face comes on. I look at her and tell her and say “slowly slide off that dress. But not to fast.” As I say this I walk towards the chair removing my belt and sliding off my Jeans I leave my smooth stretchy boxer briefs on.

I sit in chair and watch her. I slowly unbutton my shirt just getting comfortable. Her dress she slides the shoulder off one side, then the other side and suddenly it drops like a inch and then pauses….just before she gives a slight wiggle and it completely drops to the floor.

She was not wearing a bra, or panties as I ordered her prior. So her young firm breasts was just no newly exposed to my eyes. Her nipples began getting hard as the cool air touched them and her heart rate began to increase.

“Stay still hands to your side and stop fidgeting ” I say. I look her body up and down. Her dark hair resting on her shoulders in a small suttle bunch. Waiting to fall down further on her back. Those full length pantyhose hugs her every curve so complimentary. Her legs is amazingly shaped and tone in every right way.

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The meet up…part 1

It was a typical friday with one exception you and i planned on a meeting. We chatted for months online. You was a young attractive college girl.

You seem to enjoy chatting to me a older mature male. I was old enough to be your dad. You seem to like that though. We was both just enjoying this season we shared. You and i has this sorta secret relationship between each other.

Guys your age just didn’t treat you the same. You loved the mature discussions we had, laughter and daily attention you thrived on. I enjoyed your flirtation and your humor. We just seemed to want similar things.

Sure the relationship wasnt one for marriage we both knew this. I was currently married but in a dead bedroom relationship. At best that was very vanilla. I also had a hunch she may not be so faithful. But we seemed to just maintain for the kids sake.

You enjoyed the “game” you called it. Teasing and arousing a older taken man seemed to be fun for you. Your normal life you was always the “good girl” quiet and shy. How we ended up meeting online was a oddity.

After School #2 [ FF / LESBIAN ]

Second part of After School. First part (and links) here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ehttoy/after_school_lesbian_1

Second part. gotta say, not much of the wild or sex(y) stuff. Or something.

I just smiled at her as she pushed more regular and milder, now completely laying on me. Just like her thrusts, my now less suppressed moaning became more consistent.  She too was beginning to gasp at least a little, which brought more moaning out of me.  However, I tried to satisfy her a little and licked her neck.  The tiny, quiet moan that this brought out was a lot for me however, and brought myself to a completely honest and fulfilled moan, so that I had to stop licking her.  She seemed to take this as an invitation to go faster, which I was absolutely unprepared for, and I let everything out of me with an almost shrieked pleasured groan.  My stomach cramped, my legs tensed and pushed my stomach far up, my body was spread throughout with a wonderful warmth.  “You …” my body dropped “are horribly awesome.”

A Party (part 1)

A party. One I didn’t want to go to at all. As I stood in the narrow doorway into the kitchen area I questioned everything about the night. “Am I too easily talked into things?” I thought in my head staring down into a solo cup full of Busch. Kyle brought me here. He embodied this party as much as I did not. 6’1, washed up high school track star who’s main personality traits were his new mustang and the fact that his dad played polo once with some Arabian prince. He represented everything I hated about the world, like a perfect embodiment of privilege. After a long conversation and a lot of convincing (or at least I thought it was a lot, I guess he did win me over pretty fast) at my apartment, I was in an Uber to some unspecified party house. Within 30 seconds of arrival Kyle had disappeared and now I’m standing in a kitchen alone staring down at a flat beer. Parties were never my thing but this was truly miserable. I wandered around the party feeling the vibration of the bass beneath my feet as the music blasted.

Subreddit check-in

Hey gang, wanted to check-in on the state of the sub and get some suggestions/feedback from all of you.

With the recent post about users stealing content, I changed a couple settings. The main one being that (if all is working properly), only text submissions will be allowed. This means people won’t be able to submit only blog sites, hopefully cutting down on some reports. I also disallowed crossposting and image posting, as neither of these are necessary in erotica and will hopefully also contribute to a neater environment.

I know the mods haven’t been too active (although I did post a 1k word story recently, my first in forever!) and I want to apologize for that.

Having said all that, I’d like to hear from the community how we can grow and engage everyone so that this sub can be the best it can be.

Thank you!

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An old thing i wrote

True story from our everyday lives.

Keep in mind i wrote about this incident years ago back when my wife and i started dating. I didnt want to edit it so im just copy and pasting it lol

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Never written erotica, lesbian story beginning. Looking for opinions

You called me in the middle of the night… you were ready. I questioned wether you were serious or not. I know how you like to mess with me. Tease me. So I tease you back. Always telling you that when you are ready for a woman, that I’d be here to… “break you in.” Give you a comfortable, memorable, and amazing first experience. You, always rejecting those offers & advances. Over the years it has become a joke between us. Naturally I would just think this was just another instance. I quickly realized though that this time…… this time you were ready. Needing the attention. Yearning for passion, a thirst to feel desired.

So much time you’ve spent with people whom don’t care about your needs. You’re always catering to the needs and desires of others. You are ready to receive what you have given out all this time, yet haven’t received in return. I’ve always ribbed you about the fact that you’ve never tried sleeping with a woman. That that could solve these problems for you.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 14 Bound Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Welcum back class, have you done your summer project?” Not sure where this charming voice was cuming from Clarissa played it on the side of cool and didn’t say a thing. “Lee where is your summer project at, Umm.. we talked about this last year” she finally became visible by walking out of the shadows. She was a lean build, wearing a black leather body suit complete with a full head mask, currently she had her back to Clarissa. Her slender, shiny black leather booty which Clarissa could see herself just by the reflection. “Lee what happened to your path that you took last year (hearing the slap of a leather belt that she held in front of her), I am still waiting Lee” you can tell by the stumble in his voice that he was expecting somebody (or something like a spanking from a leather belt). “I would like to volunteer Professor.. (the professor turn and was expecting some young riot girl) if you will allow me that is” lowering her gaze as to only look at her feet. “Very well,..” turning to the head of the class, “..this is bondage 201 for your first in class assignment I want the Dom to secure the Sub in his or her own way. She must be bound using every inch of rope that you have beside you. You have forty minutes to complete your assignment” with that she disappeared again back into the shadows.
“Wait.. I have just volunteered to be bound..” images started to rebound in Clarissa’s mind drowning out her own voice. A spanking snapped her back to reality, not on her ass butt on her tit. Looking up at the base player, drinking in his rugged looks. “Mmm (snap), so dreamy (snap).. his eyes are (snap).. who is he snapping at..” Clarissa was thinking just seconds before his hand landed on her tit, everybody else in the class did not pay it no mind. “If you don’t mind me, we going to get into some trouble” he mouthed, it’s a good thing she is a reporter or she would have said what. “Kneeling at his feet wasn’t to bad.. wait.. wait what is..” Clarissa was wondering off to dream land again butt the harness he just roped her into had got her wet. Snap, once again butt something told her to surrender her wrist to his fetish. Crossing her arms behind her back and looking at him with a big smile on her face. “Good girl, for being so obedient you can suck my cock” bending over her semi bound form. “What the hell is going on.. I..” when her thoughts became vocal he shoved his cock in her mouth. Instantly turned on by the forcefulness, having a cock to suck while he bound her arms to her body. “You suck a pretty mean cock (her lips swelled with pride as the cum begun to gather) for a tramp” a swift spank to her bum. Before another stroke or a swallow he lassoed her ankle and tied it so tight to her thigh. “I think you can suck my cock better” why was he using these fantasy to punish her. That did one thing, got her distracted so the next tie off would not crap her left knee. “What to do with your tits (pinching the nipples till they we’re rock hard) Mmm..” he didn’t stop once the nips where rock hard that was just the starting point for him. Ripping his cock from Clarissa’s sucking mouth. Walking behind her, supporting her neck, “This is going to be a first butt Lee has me so turned on I will suck him off no matter which position he has me in” Clarissa’s thoughts have a tendency to be right butt not this time. Waiting with her mouth open, wanting for him to force his cum down her throat. Wanting to choke on his cock that she couldn’t quite get all the way down the first time. “Time, time peeps drop everything your doing right now” scaring Clarissa half to death butt there was a full gag strapped to her head. “You pass.. you fail, fail, fail.. Mr. Lee Mmm.. nice job you pass, pass, just what in the dungeon is this? You failed so bad.. Mr. Thyn I think it would be better if you would find another class cuz I will ask you to leave and take your.. toy with you” Professor Anne scoffed. “Will somebody please let this kitty go before my next class” the Professor said in a disconcerting tone.

The Adult Book Store [Oral] [Anal]

THE BOOKSTORE

This night was hot and the humidity oppressive.
However that mattered very little to me.
This was my summer of freedom
I was an 18 years old college student who had just gotten my drivers license two months previously.
I wasn’t a big guy only standing 5′ 10”, 150 lbs. blond hair and a thin build and shaved.

Like all young men of my age I loved my new found freedom and did my best to explore my newly expanded world.
Many days I would just get in my car, pick a direction and go.
Sometimes traversing miles in my search for the new and exciting.
My parents were OK with me doing this as my dad thought it fostered Independence.
Often times he would ask me where I had gone and what I had discovered in my travels.
I had become the family’s Marco Polo.
Tasked to go out to the ends of the earth and bring back news as whether the earth was flat or not.