Category: Erotica

After work special (F/F – pillow queen, slight Dom)

It’s always interesting when you get a new work mate. It has been happening far too much in a short period of time at my work, so I hadn’t bothered much to try to get to know any of the new people. One new person in particular, however, caught my attention. She was tall and curvy with a smile that makes you stop in your tracks. At first our conversations were limited to things related to work, but eventually there were times when we had breaks together and I found she has a brilliant sense of humour. Her laughter was musical. I also noticed she has some incredible tattoos, which with me having tattoos too, became a talking point. I quickly became incredibly attracted to her. Over the next few days conversations got more relaxed and we shared a few jokes between us. It was a Tuesday afternoon when the most unexpected thing happened. It was a much busier day than usual and I hadn’t managed to take my breaks at my usual times, and was only finishing my lunch break as she was finishing her shift. As I was finishing washing my coffee cup I turned and walked straight into her. Before I could even think about reacting her hands were around my waist and she was kissing me. I pulled her closer, kissing her back and felt a rush of pleasure trickle down my spine. The absolute delight I felt was indescribable. Read more »

Listening to my gf’s mum..

So this happened happened a while back when me and my gf Leah had just started dating. We used to take it in turns to stay at each others houses when we both lived with our parents. My gf’s mum was single and had divorced from her dad when Leah was only young. Her mum was quite average looking, early 40’s and had a nice figure. Wasn’t slim but wasn’t fat, had nice size boobs and her ass was nice to look at when she wore jeans. She was always really kind to me and welcomed me instantly upon meeting me and made me feel at home. I love when she hugged me because my face would always get buried in her tits. Read more »

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unlocking the slut

A slut is buried deep inside me. Some of her has come out in some fabulous glory. Fucking, sucking and cumming in a room full of strangers. Begging a man to let me cum by the hands of another. Pictures and teases. Words turned into fantasies. Fantasies into realities. Yet, lurking beneath the surface is someone gently nudging to explore. To stop faking the confidence and to let go.

Seduce me.

Seduce me with your words.
Seduce me with your brain.
Seduce me with your touch.

I aim to please. I need to please. Being your good girl.

Tell me how tempting I look.
Look me over.
Appreciate my curves.
Make me believe what you see turns you on.

Start gentle.
Start slow.

Work me up.
Wake me up with your touch.
Tease and kiss.
A nibble and a slap.
A pull of hair, a move of my chin.

Lull me under your spell.
Mold me.
Own me.

I’m yours because you want me.
Show me you do.

When you do….
When you do.. I’ll be a filthy little slut. Read more »

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Mindless, Deprived Babygirl (Orgasm Denial, Daddydom, Bondage) – Part 1

Overstimulation was Daddy’s favorite method of torturing me lately. He left me bound in the strangest positions with a vibrator on my clit while he worked, cooked, or did household chores. For over a month now, my pussy was swollen with need and dripped down my legs wherever I went. I wasn’t allowed to wear panties, and I made a mess wherever I went. It drove Daddy nuts to see how horny, messy, and needy I became; he enjoyed my reliance on him, especially my desperate begging to cum.
Today was meal prep day, and Daddy bound me to one of the wooden kitchen chairs in the perfect view of the stove. He pulled out one of the wider butt plugs, filling me, and making it uncomfortable to sit down. My favorite set of 4 point, soft leather cuffs trapped each ankle to a chair leg, and my wrists were cuffed through the chair behind me. Daddy gagged me with his favorite black-colored ball gag, and used bell nipple clamps on my tits. He fashioned a sort of harness out of soft nylon rope for the remote controlled hitachi wand, and settled it against my clit. Once he made sure that I wouldn’t be able to escape, he turned the vibrator on the lowest setting, and went to the sink to watch his hands.
I watched as he started to pull various items from the fridge and the cabinets, preparing his super anal meal prep setup. Daddy didn’t like when his systems were messed up, and when I tried to help, I hopelessly screwed up his processes. When I messed up his process, I typically ended up in tears with a bruised, sore ass. Sometimes I was bratty and messed up his processes on purpose, but for the majority my missteps were not deliberate. For the most part, I avoided the household tasks that Daddy liked to do, like cooking, and stuck to doing the laundry, ironing, and cleaning.
I whined through the gag when the vibrator turned up a notch, pulling me out of my thoughts to focus on Daddy who was holding the remote to the vibe in his hand. “You’re thinking too hard Babygirl. I want you needy, thoughtless, desperate to cum.” My body trembled at his deep, sexy voice, making the bells tinkle. He chuckled, knowing how turned on his voice alone could make me. I ground my hips into the vibe buzzing away at my clit, “Ah, there goes those pesky thoughts.” Daddy chuckled again.
He bumped up the level of the vibe again, and started pulling pans from the cabinets and ingredients from the pantry and fridge. I strained against the rope around my waist that kept me on the chair. It held taut, digging into my hips. “Awe, Princess, you aren’t getting up from that chair until you are sitting in a fat puddle of your little girl juices.” He laughed at the frustrated shriek that I made when the vibe was turned down, “That puddle might appear faster than I thought.”
I struggled against the cuffs, the bells on my nipples chiming. “You know I love it when you fight, Babygirl.” He stopped looking at me with his very intense gaze, and started focusing on creating something that smelled like pasta. Faint smells of garlic and spices filled the room, but the smell of my juices filled my nose. “Can you sit still Princess? Or am I asking too much of you?”
The vibe started to pulse, aiding my pussy into having its own version of a heartbeat. My head fell back against the top of the chair as the pulses only grew stronger. My mouth tried to form words around the gag, begging for an orgasm. “No, Babygirl. No cummies yet.” The strong pulses stopped and faded into soft vibrations.
My hips swiveled, driving the fat plug deeper into my ass, and causing me to squeal. My eyes made contact with Daddy’s, he bit his lip watching me struggle. I whined, spreading my legs as far as possible so he could look at my soaked pussy. He chuckled, “That puddle is nowhere near big enough, perhaps you don’t need to cum today.”
My legs slammed shut around the vibrator, “Fuck you!” I shrieked.
“Strike one, Princess.” The vibrator turned on the highest setting causing my eyes to roll back in my head. My sensitive clit was assaulted by the strong vibrations. My body fought and started to stiffen as it prepared to allow me to cum. “No cummies Brat,” a light slap hit my cheek, and the vibrator was turned back down.
I struggled for air as Daddy’s fingers tightened my nipple clamps. “Naughty brats don’t get to cum.” Desperate whines filled the kitchen, and drool started to drip onto my bare chest. “You’re getting there Princess. I want you messy, needy, and empty-headed.” His large fingers reached out, trailing up and down my drenched pussy. “This filthy little pussy is mine, and if I want it drippy and needy, then it will be.” Daddy cleaned my juices off his fingers.
As quick as lightning his hands reached out, one around my throat and the other in my hair, yanking my head back. “I want you brainless, rubbing your little pussy on pillows, the couch, your heels, my leg, knowing that you don’t have permission to cum. No, I’m not giving you permission until you deserve it.” He smacked my face, still keeping a tight grip on my hair. Read more »

Good Girl Passion Fuck

Good Girl Passion Fuck

(DRAFT)

You are wearing a black sundress, no underwear. I, blue jeans, already unzipped, unbuttoned. You have my hand, guiding me to the bedroom. It’s difficult to walk with my hardness. You turn quick to look at me, then turn back. I catch a quick wiff of your lavender scent, my knees weaken for a second. My heart is aching, the love, the desire I feel for you, in this moment is all consuming.

You sit at the edge of the bed, hands still grasp. You looking up at me, me you. I bend over, run my fingers through your hair, smell it. I run my nose along your cheek, then kiss, lightly lick your neck, stand up straight, gazing into your eyes and feel instantly compelled to say;

‘My, you are so captivating, so elegant and beautiful.” You blush, look away, smile.

You run your hand down my stomach, down to my pants, my bulge, you caress it. I can feel the precum drip out.

You pull my pants down, my cock flicks out, bounces. I kick my pants off, away. You sit there, stare at it, up at me, waiting. I say, ask; Read more »

[F rapes M] “Knock this bitch up then”

“I don’t want to have a baby and that’s that. If you can’t respect it, maybe it’s time for you to leave”. I had told my girlfriend plenty of times. No babies. No babies. No babies. In every possible way. And yet she kept going. She thought that if she just asked me enough many times, I’d give her a baby. And I was done. She had asked one too many times. And I was done. I was breaking up with her.

“So, you mean it? Like for real?” she asked, tears in her eyes
“Yes I do” I said, as firm as I could. “I don’t want to talk about having a baby ever again. You can respect this, or you can leave my house” I said once more

She sat there, crying, sobbing. It took all my strength but I didn’t go to console her, I didn’t hug her. I just let her process her emotions. I had said my piece. It was her time to finally let it sink it, one way or the other. It felt like forever. I walked away, went to the couch. I thought it would be easier if she had some alone time. I don’t know how much time passed. I fell asleep. Not a deep sleep. But enough that when she came back I was startled awake. Read more »

Games night with the neighbors (part 2)

After my gf had left Josh’s lap, there was a huge sexual tension in the air. Myself and Josh reclined on the sofa whilst the girls had gone back to sitting on the floor. Kayley crawled across to Josh before feeling his hard cock through his pants, “wow babe, seems like you are a bit excited” she said. She slowly pulled his shorts down to his ankles exposing his hard cock which sat about 7 inches. Leah looked stunned, she was the one who had caused his erection. Before we could even say anything Kayley began sucking Josh’s cock, which was met by loud groans from him. Watching Kayley suck Josh’s cock made my own cock twitch in my pants, I called Leah over to me where she removed my erect cock which is also 7 inches and began sucking. Read more »