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Beautiful…… romance bdsm style

He stroked her cheek lightly. His all-consuming eyes never leaving her face.

“You’re beautiful.”

Beautiful? It had been a very long time since she had heard that word from anyone, let alone felt that way. She tried to relax and let that word sink in letting go of the worries of the lines around her eyes or the size of her waistband. It felt good to just enjoy the moment however fleeting.

The room was lit dimly. Still cool although the recently lit fire was beginning to warm her skin. She sipped her drink as she looked at him. He didn’t show any of the nervousness she felt. He had a look, not of calm but of self-assured patience. There was a definite hunger in his eyes, but he appeared to be in no rush.

She shifted closer to him under the excuse of the chill in the room when really she just wanted to be close to him. He knew. She wasn’t that good at hiding her emotions. He received her willingly and pulled her closer. She breathed a big sigh and reflected on how much she enjoyed being in his arms.
He smelled good, like soap and crisp winter air. He broke through her thoughts as his lips began brushing her neck, up her jaw and lightly across to her lips. Mmmmm… he knew how to kiss. She let him gently explore her mouth. She tried to intensify the kiss, but he pulled back. Read more »

The First Affair – Pt. 1

She stood outside the door, nervously raising her hand to knock, then putting it back down again. She couldn’t believe she’d made it this far. She’d been sitting in her car for twenty minutes because she was early. She’d put her hand on the keys to turn the car back on, to leave, but would stop herself. And now, now she was outside his door.

So many thoughts raced through her head. What if she got caught? What if he slammed the door in her face? What if he wasn’t actually even here?

She shook the thoughts from her head. He was here, on the other side of the door. She just had to knock. She started to raise her hand again to knock when suddenly the door opened.

She froze, mouth slightly agape at the sight of him in the flesh. Sure, she’d seen and memorized countless pictures of him. But they didn’t even come close to the sight of him, standing in the doorway. Read more »

In the night

Hello, this is my first story put on the internet. It was also written on mobile so I am really sort for any formatting or spelling issues. I hope you enoy my work and any feedback is appreciated. Read more »

Star Wars Vore—Rey and the Rathtar

( Inspired by a picture I saw on Deviant Art.) [Pics that inspired this story. #1](https://www.deviantart.com/ninjart1st/art/Rey-and-The-Rathtar-760069001) [#2](https://www.deviantart.com/ninjart1st/art/Rey-and-The-Rathtar-Part-2-764294925) [#3](https://www.deviantart.com/ninjart1st/art/Rey-and-The-Rathtar-Part-3-767937026)

Since I can’t seem to add tags here’s the warnings. Story contains vore, watersports and violence.

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A long tentacle slid rapidly across the wall of the brightly lit hallway. Suckers at the end of the bonelss limb were eager and wet, as they slid closer to the creatures prey. It knew it had to be careful, because this human was especially dangerous. And Rathtars always worked much better in packs. But it was hunger encarnate, a mindless eating machine. Patience wasn’t even a concept to it. And today it knew a feast was coming.

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The constant quiet drone of the hyperdrive was normally comforting to Rey. But today she was on a mission, “You pervert!,” she screamed at BB-8 as she half ran down the hallway. The android had her clothes gripped tightly in it’s mechanical claw. All she had managed to grab was the skimpy cloth wrap she liked to wear over her shirt and pants. To say it didn’t cover much was an understatement.

A Young Prince Comes Of Age, Chapter Two [Fm, age play]

[Chapter One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/adem13/a_young_prince_comes_of_age_fm_virginity_age_play/)

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A wonderful week has passed, with my sword lessons with Lady Erika in the morning, academic subjects with Lady Tarja, and Miriam sharing my bed at night. There are whispers of additional Maidens being released, but it isn’t clear who it will be, or even who is in contention. The glances of the Maidens as I walk the halls of the Citadel feel much more… meaningful now. Perhaps they had always been there and I had not noticed them before… assuming they were friendly or doting. Now, any one of them could end up being a new concubine. The realization is… distracting.

Still, everything seems to be going well, with the kingdom enjoying a time of peace and prosperity. And if the Goddess is willing, I pray that it will remain that way, at least until I officially can take the throne upon reaching the age of majority. And so, with that day in mind, I studied, and I always paid attention when others talked of things I needed to know, so that I could be the best king possible. I went about my lessons as I always had during the days. Read more »

A Young Prince Comes Of Age [Fm, virginity, age play]

Lady Arianna walks into the torchlit stone hallway, and looks to the prince’s door. Standing beside it was a lithe woman with glasses. “You have the results I asked you for?” Arianna asks quietly.

The other woman pushs her glasses up and nodded. “Yes, Mother Superior. I analyzed the substance found on the prince’s blankets with three different spells. All three confirmed that it was semen, and potent semen at that.”

The older woman mulls that over, her expression serious. She’s about to speak when a younger girl in her early twenties comes bursting into the hall. “Is it true Miriam? My brother has entered manhood?” she asks breathlessly, then upon realizing who else is there, gives a startled bow of her head. “Ah, Mother Superior, I didn’t see you. My apologies.”

Arianna frowns at her. “It is true. The moment we’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. But Princess, you know that even now that the prince can begin his duties, that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’ll release you from your vows.”

She casts her eyes down to the ground. “I know that, Mother Superior. I just… wanted to congradulate him. I know he’s nervous.” Read more »

Behind the Blinds

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I had come home to find my girlfriend of 2 years packing her suitcases. She looked up at me and said.

“Sorry. I left you a letter. It is better this way No Fuss No muss.”

She had some auditions lined up in LA. She would send me an email with her address once she got her own place. In some ways I was glad, we had drifted apart. I worked too much; she went to auditions. I had done all I could to make it work and failed. So that was that then.

A week went by, it was a Friday night, again. Work had sucked all week. I came home with a bottle of cheap vodka and some cranberry juice and started drinking. Sometime in the evening, I had started to throw out things from the closet. When I got to my ex girlfriends side, I discovered a stash of her underwear, shoes, some dresses folded up in bags. In the chest of drawers, there was more of her stuff. I threw most of it on the bed in the spare room. I went into the en-suite and found a bunch of cosmetics and hair products. They too went on the spare bed. Standing looking at the mess, I slugged back another vodka and went out around the block to the local Vietnamese restaurant. Read more »

Please… (I can’t stop thinking pt.2)

I think we both know where I want you. I need you: I feel a deep insatiable desire for my cunt to be filled with your thickness. It may be tight to start with, but I trust you to move slowly, to care for me. Make sure that I’m okay. But then- I expect you to begin to fuck me. I don’t need love-making. I need heavy aggressive fucking; I need to know your utter biological need to be as deep inside me as you can possibly be. I want you to ignore my cries of pain, you know I like being hurt. I like being scratched, bitten and fucked to oblivion. If I’m sore the next day, or the next days, it will be a pleasant memory of your intense craving for my sweet cunt. I’ll cherish the bruises, nurse the scratches and daydream about the next time I can have your hard cock in my mouth, and what it might lead to..

I wish you were here with me. I crave your attentions. I want to know what you’d do to me: how you’d fuck me.

A xoxo

Four years since I’ve seen you.

Four years since we broke up. Four years since we slept together. Two years since I’ve seen you. I loved you. I hated you. I love you. I hate you.

We were each others firsts to escape the boring vanilla world. Though *tame* at the time, you liked you hair pulled, your ass spanked and to be fucked hard.

It’s our friends wedding. I’m there, you’re there. We go outside, we get to talking. You are skinnier (I liked your curves) You cut your hair (I liked when you put it in a ponytail so I could pull it) We talk about the bad stuff, we’ve grown, we’ve evolved. We try remember the good times. They were good.

“There was one thing we were always good at together” – she said while cracking a cheeky smile. “We did that a lot” – I replied. We both laugh. Though the conversation is good, the tension is still there. There was a lot put into this but there is still some hatred there. At this point I’m thinking I need to fuck her and I know she is thinking this too. Fuck she looks so hot in her red dress. Read more »