I rang the doorbell, and took a deep breath. I was scared, nervous, curious. I wondered if answering the ad was a good idea. I needed financial security yes, but at this cost? At the same time, the little voice inside my head that had made me answer in the first place said to me, "You know the real reason you answered that ad. It turns you on. Admit it." It did turn me on. It made my juices flow in my deepest core, and my pussy started to lightly throb. The thought of being taken care of by an older, rich, father-like man. Taken care of in every way- especially sexually. But it all seemed so wrong, so taboo. My worries and anxiety only seemed to escalate the throbbing in my pussy.
Category: Erotica
Can anyone help me find a story?
I'm not sure if this is the right place to ask, but the sidebar didn't expressly forbid it, so here goes. This story is my white whale. I read it probably 3-4 years ago, most likely on ASSTR.
If I recall correctly one of the opening scenes was of a teenage boy (main character) waking up in bed with his two younger sisters. The entire family was very into incest and fucked often.
Again IIRC the boy babysat quite a few kids, and had relations with all of them. One scene that stuck out to me was where he was at the park with a girl he was babysitting and she sat on his lap on the swing, and proceeded to fuck. Another specific about said scene was that she could "flex" her vaginal muscles.
If you can help me find this story I will be greatly indebted to you. If thisnisnt the right place to ask this, please let me know where I should go. Thank you very much!
like her eyes – (DARK) (MF) – [Rest of Story Free on Kindle]
like her eyesjesse robert samuel
The sky sparkled like her eyes. It was bare and without any clouds to obscure its cast. The sky and her eyes shined a brilliant hue of blue. The rain had now passed. It was only a short time ago, when the rainfall had drenched down. Each drop had been dense and heavy. The rain had spiraled down to the earth, drenching down depressing destruction. The rain had forced everyone and everything under its terrible wrath to feel terror deep within them. The world was cold, while the moist tears fell from the sky. Misery is a world affected by falling loveliness.
The world was now deserted and desolate. As far as the eye could see were great shapely hills of green. And finally, at an immense distance away, the mounds of grass reached up and touched the sky at the horizon. The tyrannical tempest knocked every blade of grass back and forth with its oppressive control. The world was not empty. Rubbish flew through the air as meagre remnants of the dead Earth. Paper crinkled as it was effortlessly spread across the land and dust spun through the air.
Office seduction (M/F).
Bored at work boys? Need a little spice to your day? Then just sit there and I'll tell you what I would do to you if I walked in…
I'd walk over and stand next to your chair in a tight pencil skirt and a low cut blouse. Close enough that you can smell my perfume. I'd lean over on the pretext of looking at your computer screen, pushing my boobs together so they look ready to burst out of the top of my shirt. I'd reach down with one hand and slowly, lightly start to caress the huge bulge in your pants, all the while talking about strictly work related topics. I would grip you through your pants, making you inhale sharply, start rubbing my hand up and down your rock hard dick, making my pussy slick under my skirt. You let me tease you until you just can't take it anymore.
Guest House [lesbian domination]
Katherine was already 15 minutes late and I knew it was on purpose. Not a power play – Katherine knew she had the power, knew that we knew, and didn’t have to prove it. No, this was about leaving Bec and me alone together in a sullen silence that we would either get used to or get over.
Bec had already been here, nursing her drink, when I arrived at the mostly empty bar. It was early in the afternoon. I would have preferred white wine, but the tension and averted eyes called for bourbon, which I ordered and drank quickly.
Bec looked over my shoulder just as Katherine appeared behind me, her hand brushing my shoulders and coming to rest on the back of my neck as a sort of consolation, while she leaned to kiss Bec’s upturned lips. She didn’t kiss mine. Then she took the third seat at the table. Round table, triangular configuration of women. All geometrically equal and balanced. Not like real life.
I swallowed the rest of my drink and reached for my coat.
One of my new stories… First post. Be gentle.
I followed her into the kitchen and couldn't help staring at her perfect, thin, milky white porcelain legs and her thick ass bouncing. I couldn't keep my mind on the small talk coming from her beautiful lips.. All that I could think of is what I would do to her if I had her….. I swear her skirts were getting shorter every time I saw her….she wanted me to look…she liked to show off her petite frame and thick ass…. And I didn't know it yet… But she had already decided that today would be the day that she showed me everything, and gave me her soul…..
Sexy things to text to girlfriend?
Looking for sexy stuff to text girlfriend [18 F] while she's at work. Please do not suggest that I send dick pics. She's heavily into rape fantasies. Stuff I [19 M] have sent in the past…
"if you were here right now, I'd wait until you were to drunk and defenseless to stop me. I'll push you down o the bed, cuff you to the bed post like a little whore and taste you. Anywhere I want until you're so thirsty, you beg me for it. I'll get on top of you and force my cock down your throat until you spread those slutty little legs of yours. You'll beg me to stop, tell me you can't breathe, but it won't matter. No on eis listening to you. No one will help you. You belong to me."
or…
"I'll slide my tongue across your neck until it reaches your ear. You wish you could tell me 'don't stop' but the ball gag is too tight. Horny little girls listen, they don't deserve to be heard. So you can't tell me no when I slap your face, pull you off the bed and slide down your panties. I force your body off the side of the bed and hold you down by your neck. I'm going to bend you over like a little slut and rape you from behind just the way you like it."
The assassin and the church-mouse [MF, fingering, dubcon, bondage], short story
The rope tying her to the chair around her wrists and ankles is firm and unyielding but not so restrictive as to hurt her, or cut off her circulation. She had expected brutality and a lack of care, but he’d surprised her. This was a good sign, small as it may be, and she hoped he might continue to do so as it would increase the odds of her leaving this situation alive and unharmed. The building he’d taken her to looked like an abandoned warehouse, and she’d been firmly pulled through a maze of small back rooms and narrow hallways before they ended up in this small room, lit by one bright lamp, leaving the corners of the room in shadow. The light was centered over her chair, and she felt its heat rather keenly in the otherwise cold building.
He was near the door now, paying attention to the phone in his hands. Those hands were strong, she knew. She’d fought him the entire way, tried to get away but never had his grip slipped. He hadn’t hurt her either, despite her attempts to hurt him. He sported a short welt near his right eye, where she’d gotten lucky enough to scratch him on one attempt. He hadn’t punished her for that in any way, merely secured her hands and kept going. A silent sigh escaped him and he put his phone down and looked up at her.
New Update/Ideas
I wanted to let you know that I've decided to lift the restriction on outside posts.
The new system will work like this:
- I've created new flairs for submitted posts. Right now there are three: Original Content, Blog, and Amazon. Please comment with ideas for more if you have any!
- With this new update, I'm easing the "spam" filter on outside links. This will require you guys to do more policing, please report any links that you think I should remove since they won't be removed automatically anymore.
I will edit the sidebar tonight to reflect these changes.
I would like this community to interact more. What if we hosted a weekly or monthly contest? One idea is that either I would submit a topic, or we could vote on you, and writers would comment their stories, much like /r/writingprompts.
We could have a weekly critique thread, if you have something you're working on and would like feedback, or I could just create a flair for that- "OC-Feedback Wanted!"
I think that's it for now, please let me know what you think of these changes/ideas, and please comment any suggestions. Thanks guys!
Alrighty! After my recent break up i found comfort in imagining my next relationship. Enjoy! (Slight bdsm)
We had been fighting, why you didn't want to come to the gathering infuriated me. I had made dinner, and you sat patiently waiting at the table. You gazed at me, always knowing that the lingerie hidden underneath my dress was always put on just for your pleasure. You wondered which set I had on tonight, not wanting to go through a whole social extravaganza without knowing.
"Where is my dinner?" You ask sternly. Frankly, I was so mad at you that I didn't want to serve you the dinner I had made for you just an hour earlier. With a sigh of defeat, I slipped out of my little black dress and gave you a look that made you laugh, obviously the fact that I really wanted to go out tonight amuses you. Fuck you and your rules. Kicking my dress off the tip of my heel, I tossed your dinner in the sink and audibly told you to fuck off. "What THE FUCK. What am I going to eat now?!" You are getting angry with me now, but I couldn't care less. I walk up to you, the klink of my heels still masking my anger. You swallow hard at the sight of how my body carries the lingerie, my hips gently swaying and the lace caressing my skin. This was a set you had never seen before, and it was supposed to be a suprise, but it is a waste of time planning anything for you! You never had any patience, you son of a bitch.