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At his feet…

A short fantasy…

I’m his. I’m a slut that belongs to him. For him to use. I’m on all fours at his feet. He’s sipping a beer and watching something on the TV. I can’t concentrate on what it is. He’s already had some fun with me. He’s been nice so far but I made a mistake. I rolled my eyes at something he said. Now he’s told me to stay down here and not move, it feels like it’s been ages. He’s got a paddle and a pinwheel at his hand. I’m trying not to move too much but I’m a fidget. I can never sit still, especially with anticipation. I’m so busy imagining what’s going to happen next that I don’t even realise he’s put his empty beer bottle on the ground next to me. I’m not sure how long it’s there before he sits up suddenly and I jump a little. ‘You should jump’ he says. I look up at him questioning him with my eyes. He takes the paddle and uses it to point at the beer bottle. I realise it’s empty and go to sit up to get it but he pushes me back down with one arm across my back. His hand on my head pushing me to the floor, before I feel the sting of the paddle on my ass. He rubs it gently and asks me what the rule is about his beer. I whisper ‘it should never be empty’ and he asks me if it’s empty. ‘Yes’ I murmur. ‘Why?’ He asks, but before I can answer the paddle is coming down on my ass again, quick sharp stings on each ass. Then I feel cold glass against my dripping pussy, he rubs the top of the bottle against me and starts to rub my ass where he’s hit me. I clench at the thought of what’s next and moan gently as he shifts to kneel behind me…

Mutual masturbation fM (age gap-stepdad)

As I recall, this is how it all started. My semi incestuous affair with my stepdad. I’m not sure if it was his intention all along or if things just progressed as they normally would in any relationship.

My dad left when I was around nine or ten years old. My only vivid memories were of the fighting between he and my mom. Knowing what I know now I can see it was her fault for the most part. She possessed a very evil personality.

We were alone for a few years before she met and would ultimately marry my stepdad. The fighting started all over again. I found out from my stepdad, who I will call Gary, that the constant fights were over sex, or rather the lack of it. Instead of leaving like my real father, Gary lost himself in his bottle of Scotch. There were many mornings I’d wake up to find him passed out in the kitchen while I ate my breakfast before going to school. And then, he started coming into my room at night Read more »

Daddy’s Princess. Chapter 2: Princess Wakes [Mff][DDlg][cuckqueen]

You wake early the next morning to find yourself tucked into bed snugly, but I’m not there. You rub your eyes, sitting up to look around. The bed is large and warm, the blankets soft and fluffy, you can hear a shower running from an adjacent room, the door ajar.

You slide out of bed and peek through the door to see me rinsing off under the running water. Your hands slide down between your legs, & your soft moan gives you away. “Join me if you like, little one” I call out.

Blushing, but not wasting any time, you step under the water with me, my hands stroking down from your head to your bum, arms wrapping around you, holding you close. “Did you sleep well?”, I ask, tenderly.

You nod against my chest, “Yes Daddy, thank you”.

I lift your chin with a finger, softly kissing your lips. “Let’s clean you up”, I say softly, not because you need it – but because I want to.

I turn, moving you under the warm water, admiring the way it cascades down your young, smooth curves; my cock beginning to stiffen. I smile down at you, my hand reaching to rub the water through your hair – the other grabbing the shampoo bottle. Read more »

Some thoughts on mF, dominant masseuse

I’ve heard about “erotic massage” and I’ve combined that idea with my own fantasies of being dominated and/or being turned into a oral sissy by a beautiful woman. Hope you enjoy these vignettes!

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I. It was just a simple massage, or so I thought. I entered the nicely decorated flat and accepted her invitation for a quick shower. I dried off, then came out while she was getting ready, and I lay down on the mattress, face down. Naked.

I was horny, and she was beautiful. I was looking forward to a simple massage.

Her hands were soft, warm, and gentle. She massaged my back, my thighs, my legs, my shoulders. I smiled, my eyes closed, my legs slightly open as I anticipated her hands on my more sensitive places.

Warm massage oil dripped down my back. It oozed down my crack. Her hands kneaded my buttocks, and it all felt good.

Then.

A soft finger dipped in towards my ass. Oh. My. It felt… ticklish, insistent. Terribly sexy. I inhaled sharply. My head lifted up.

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I ran the tip of my tongue through the slit in the head of his penis and collected the pre-cum that had formed there. i could hear a quiet moan slip through his lips. I grasped him in my hand and his cock felt alive as it throbbed against my palm.

Teasingly, I ran my tongue up and down the veined underside of his cock. The more I toyed with him, the more pre-cum leaked from the head of his penis. i made a lewd, slurping sound as I collected this small pool that had formed on his stomach. Read more »

[Commentary] Can I ask you guys a question about word choice when writing erotica?

Hi, I’m a copyeditor and I am currently working on an erotica novel for the first time. It’s not too different from editing any other genre, except my lack of experience as a reader of erotica makes it a little hard for me to judge the author’s language during sex scenes.

This author uses the term “hole” instead of vagina, as in “his hand slid toward my hole,” “…the skin between my hole and my clit…” To me it seems…jarring and not fluent to say hole instead of vagina and I am tempted to recommend that the author consider changing it. She only specifically mentions hole/vagina twice in the book, just in this one scene, so I can’t tell for sure if it’s a deliberate style choice or whether she was just kind of writing this scene hastily with whichever word sprang to mind.

So my question is, does “hole” stand out as weird to you, too, or this a nuance of dirty talk that I’m missing due to lack of experience in the genre? I just don’t want to sound like a prude by recommending an overly clinical term.

do you want fries with that, part 2

after the events happened in the food cupboard we went our separate ways. until the one day I saw her. a girl walked in with green hair that ran down her head to her shoulders. two piercings one in her lips and one in her noise. she wore a black jacket with a paramore tshirt underneath. black skinny jeans and dark red trainers. I felt myself almost humping the counter as she walked up.
”hello. what can I get for you ” I asked smilling. the lady in front of me bit her lip. some cogs must have turned in her head as she went forword and whispering in my ear ”your penis in my ass would be a good start” she winked then procedded to say ”one cheeseburger and fries please, easy on the mayo and a hot chocolate”. I smiled and got her the order. the girl bit her lip again taking the tray and walking off. ”thanks” she said turning and walking away. I got a nice view of her cute butt as those jeans clenched every area of her. It was a slow day but as I stood there I looked over at the girl eating. she was putting fries In her mouth almost erotically sucking on them. Read more »

Concert

This is a translation of my german story “Konzert” for my english speaking friends.
I hope it is okay, if anyone has a suggestion for a better translation please let me know.

The rights of the story remain with me, feel free to repost with credits.

CONCERT Read more »

Midnight wake up call (light footplay)

I open my eyes into a pitch black room, drawn from my sleep by the sensation of your lips and tongue guiding my hardened cock into your soft warm mouth. My hands reach down where you lace our fingers briefly before leading them to your head. Under the covers I can feel your hands leave mine woven in your hair and hold onto my hips. I press your face deeper onto me, feeling the slickness of your throat.

Gasping for breath and wiping your face off I feel you crawl up my body. Laying on top of me I can tell you’re already naked. I hear you quietly moan and the wet sound of what I can only assume is you touching yourself.

“Couldn’t sleep?” I ask, trying to find your face in the dark. A tasty finger covered in your flavor is run across my lips and into my mouth. You always had a hint of sweetness to you. I playfully bite your finger while my own finds your aroused slit. Your hips pick up off of me while I finger fuck your tight pussy, listening to your rapid breathing and the wet sounds coming from my digits moving inside of your vag. The heat radiating from between your legs warms my palm. Read more »