I think I read it on here a couple of months ago, it was about someone who woke up invisible and could do whatever he wanted and nobody reacted to what he did and there was something about a swim team, thanks!
Category: Erotica
The curse of the true Dominant and the Submissive…
Let me tell you a secret about a real dominant and submissive relationship, because there are a lot of assumptions out there that muddy the waters, but only one single, final truth. A dominant and a submissive may have many things in common despite their juxtaposition, his harsh overbearing presence, her blind servitude, but there is something that binds them together and it is not sex, it’s not even physical.
It is assumed that the dominant man wants nothing more than the raw thrill of harsh sex as he demands and that the submissive longs to simply please him, her soft, feminine temperament all encompassed by his masculinity. It’s true, in part, but not in finality.
The true dominant breaks her, because he loves her and he has no idea how to keep her, he has all the confidence of a lion in the bedroom and none when holding her meager little heart inside of his hand.
In secret, he hates himself for his inability to be with her, fully with her, despite owning every minute inch of her and his beautiful submissive giving it all over to him willingly. It doesn’t matter, because as he spurs her undeserved attention he knows that deep down he is the one who is undeserving of her.
Using Him After The Party [MF] [Consensual] [sleep] [one night stand]
Becca roused slowly, consciousness washing over her body like an incoming tide. She opened one eye, but the room was so dark it may as well have been closed. Though the room had no curtains, its tiny window allowed in only a modest glow from the moon, the room a collection of silhouettes.
She could tell that she was lying on her side, on a carpeted floor From the breathing and snoring sounds, there were at least five other people in the room.
As Becca’s senses awakened, she realised she was curled up in the ‘little spoon’ position, someone taller providing a body for her to lean against, her head leaning into the crook of his arm, the two of them kept warm by a single quilt.
She tried to remember the end of the night.
Manisha’s birthday parties were always raucous affairs. People came and went night but a hard core always committed to the bitter end and slept wherever they fell.
Becca had spent much of the night talking to Robbie, a guy she’d started flirting with in order to get some weed, but whose charisma had kept her interested, drinking and smoking with him for so long she’d wound up completely wasted.
Car park
Eastwood Sydney Australia
20-year recollection.
The lady in the car next to me was probably on her lunchtime and reading a newspaper. There was no porn on a screen back then. The sexiest easy on the eye material was advertising material or pictures of attractive people on the socialite pages.The paper was propped up on the steering wheel covering her lap.
When I parked next to her, I could tell she was watching me.
I could sort of feel it. The glance that’s not a glance.
Because of this feeling, as I got out of the car, I took my time, fumbled around, and checking my stuff just so I could check her out a bit without staring directly.
I got the impression of a 35ish, female, solid bumps uptop, un revealing work wear.
I noticed the article clear as day, propped up on the steering wheel as I got out of my car. What she was reading was titled ” the male condition.” it was a large title across the top of two pages.
I think that was as sexy as it got back then for women wanting porn, short of going to an adult store.
The smell of sex
I can feel the bulge between my legs, urgent, can sense the veins standing proud against the soft cotton bedsheet. I turn and lie on my hip, the tip of my cock now touching it.
Quick check between my legs, and yes. My balls are heavy and pulled close. So I gently thrust feeling the friction against me. My mind wanders.
…Neither of us has been awake for long, me naked, you in black panties and vest top. As always we lay there for a few minutes, looking at each other, assessing the mood. Then the deep kisses, me taking in the dishevelled hair and lack of make up – my favourite look on you. The intertwining of tongues, and as you turn your back, I pull you close.
The effects of the previous nights play still lingers along with the scent of your sex, the delicious tang, a giveaway that you’re getting wet already which arouses me further. Your backside pressing close to me ‘somebody’s awake’ you say drowsily. A typical understatement. My morning hard on vigorous.
Looking for erotica recommendations
I’m looking for some erotica to share with my SO. She’s straight, and fairly vanilla. What’s the best or most highly acclaimed collection of hot stories of fairly mainstream sex activities? I’m open to giving her stories that might be a little more risky/kinky than what she’s used to but I also don’t want to turn her off by something too extreme.
Thoughts and suggestions?
Thanks!!!
Good Morning [MF 40’s] [Creampie] [Cunnilingus]
You were sleeping so peacefully. We fell asleep with your head on my chest, your arm wrapped around me with your closest leg tangled in between mine. Your blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes always intrigue me. Somehow you’re even more gorgeous with those blue eyes closed and sleeping.
You were on your back, wearing a silk nighty that barely covered your ass when standing up. It was pulled up slightly so i could see the tops of your thighs. Your petite frame is so sexy. Even more so this morning. My cock was rock hard just from letting my eyes wander over every square inch of your body. I had to do something to cure my neediness for you.
Relief Work
Rona Ambrose looked at the clock, 7 PM, it was time to get ready. She donned the required clothing, and stepped outside the big house, taking a deep breath. The night air was so clean, with a nip of the coming autumn season. She knew the address and set out on her way.
*****
At the address, John Meyer waited, excited and keyed up. Ever since he had been chosen, he had felt the wild stirrings of excitement. He wondered if it was really all right, but when his superiors explained it to him, he relaxed. It was for the good of the organization.
*****
As she walked along, Rona recalled how her colleagues were advised and asked if they wanted to participate. When they were told it was for the good of the organization, she decided that she was going to be in on it. And here it was, her night to participate. She turned the corner, and there it was, almost like it was beckoning to her. She had been directed to go around to the side, as the front door would be locked.
*****
A surprise double bj
First time poster here, I love the stories I read and decided to add my own little story. To start, I wanna say that I have paid for bjs before and have no problems with it as I, for the most part, have had great experiences with seeing someone for this.
So that’s how my story starts as I was finishing work and had made arrangements to visit a motel close to work. I talked to “Jennifer” earlier in the day and she had let me know that her friend “ Sarah” was also available in case I was interested in that scenario. After discussing pricing I had to decline as I couldn’t afford it although I did want the service, having indulged myself previously with another 2.
I get to the motel and she texts me the room number. I walk in and both Jennifer and Sarah are there. I offer her payment of roses as she wanted and for a few minutes we make small chat about everything and nothing.
Edging & Cuming in the office
There he was sitting in front of me. Michael, broad shoulders, muscled chest, head full of hair that i could run my hand through, eyes with long lashes that mesmerized me and lips that i so badly wanted to kiss.
We worked together but never conversed other than for work. How do I get his attention. How could I get him to notice me, i wondered. He was nice to everyone including me and working in an industry that was older than me meant that there was always a lack of good looking men in the office.
It has been 6 months since he joined my department and I finally decided by hook or crook i was going to make him notice me.
One evening while having dinner at the hostel i decided that i was finally gonna do it. I quickly consumed my meal, cleaned up and took a couple of photos of myself in different poses. Opened WhatsApp and sent it to him.
It delivered. My heart was beating so fast, I waited for him to open it. I saw the ticks tune blue, waited for a min and then deleted the image and sent him a text apologies for sending him the photo. I waited for a reply.