I fucked my doctor [MF]

I was slightly nervous about the meet and greet that had been scheduled for me. Unfortunately like so many others, my old doctor had finally retired. I wasn’t actually that sad about it, because she was very old school and wasn’t up to date on a lot of the research that I knew about when it came to women’s issues. Still, at least I had an option, and if it was a male doctor then so be it. I still had my OB for anything female related.

What I wasn’t expecting when he walked in was for him to be absolutely hot as hell.
“Good morning. You must be Brittany.” His eyes were dark and bored into mine right away. Suddenly I was sitting up straighter and was cursing the fact I’d worn something so casual to the office. Damn. He was tall, wavy perfectly styled hair and even though he didn’t look much older than I was his jaw looked like it was chiseled out of stone. “I’m Doctor Adams.” He had a slight accent to his voice.
“Um…Hi. Nice you meet you, doctor.” I managed to stammer.

Finally Yours

Shadows flickering across darkened walls as scattered candles burn, an essence of lotus dispersing through the air.

A content sigh, a slow decent of my eyes lids, a light graze of your fingertips to mine. Interlaced appendages spark excitement in temperate skin, passion ignites like lightning strikes with every touch.

A trail of searing flesh left in the wake of your touch, gently up my arm, and a pull of my wait. A soft kiss to my temple, forehead…Your tongue licking gently against my lips. They part and I catch your bottom lip in my teeth…
My hands slip under your shirt, grabbing hold and pulling you even closer. Melting into your arms and falling into a eager, lust filled kiss, tongues entwined, beginning a dance of intrigue and adventure.

The heat building under your skin as my hands explore your perfection, unfamiliar familiarity. Pulling your shirt off, the sight of your naked flesh magnetic, a playful nibble on your chest followed by a trail of gentle kisses then another mischievous nip.

Heated

Caught in the wispy flames of the fire place, standing alone in nothing but a blanket. Heat radiates against my cold skin.

The blanket slips down my body with help, falling silently to the floor. I turn, standing naked and fully vulnerable in front of you, your eyes taking me in like a hungry lion about to pounce on his prey.

Your fingers graze my belly. Your hands softly rubbing my hips. Your hands gently but with purpose exploring the dips and curves of my body as I stand before you. Your hands grab ahold of my ass and pull me into you. One hand around my waist and one pulling my head back and you descend upon me, your tongue slipping between my lips and entangling with mine. Your kiss is deep, passionate, your arms around me are consuming.

You push the hair out of my face and lighting strikes when our eyes meet. The grip around the back of my neck tightens and you kiss me again, this time violently. Your tongue is suffocating and your teeth sharp embedded into my bottom lip. I’m melting into you, heavy breathing.

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Shower Thoughts

The foggy mirror in the steamy bathroom. I step in slowly behind you and slides my hands across your hips and around your waist and down your thighs. My lips target the center of your back with a strategically laid trail of kisses slowly making their way down to the curve of your ass. I’m down on my knees. The warm water shimmering across your skin is irresistible. Everything about you seeps into my blood and makes it boil. I need to feel you against me.

You slowly turn to me as the lip stained trail makes it’s way across your hip bone, ending above the prize.
My finger tips running up your inner thighs and lightly teasing your balls with a light touch. Dragging my tongue down your body and across the length of your cock. One hands reaches between your legs and my nails squeeze into your ass cheek as my lips part wide and envelope the head of your hard cock, excitedly exploring it with my tongue before pushing your ass toward my face and forcing the entirety of you into my throat. You moan, and the sound creates instant havoc between my legs.

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TELL ME YOUR KINKS & I’LL WRITE ABOUT THEM

I’d like to create a custom erotica story for my substack which I will also share here for your enjoyment. I’m looking for your kinks and theme suggestions. Whatever gets the most upvotes in the comments I’ll create a story on it.

Mf? Mm? Mfm? Ff? Bondage? Taboo? Anal? Cucking? Whatever y’all want. Lmk in the comments and I’ll create a story about it.

Xoxo

The Wingman: Chapter Three. Cheryl’s Sticky Fingers [MF/F] [Flirty] [Attraction] [Voyeur] [Masturbation] [Female POV]

**Disclaimer: This is my [OC] published work of fiction which is not to be duplicated or shared to other platforms without my consent. All characters depicted are 18+ as should be the audience. Thanks for reading and enjoy.**

Chapter Three: Cheryl

I love having such an active social life! Meeting new and interesting people through various gatherings keeps my life fun. Going clubbing is one of my favorites. It’s the flirting and smiling. Rubbing up against people while dancing, feeling that sexually charged energy is exhilarating for me. I love the chase. I’ve never been one for monogamy, allowing a connection to grow stale or routine. At present, I have several revolving “love” interests. Each connection is a bit different than the next.

My tastes in sexual intimacy come in a variety of flavors. Sometimes I feel a little vanilla, sharing those sweet things often overlooked or scoffed at for being too relationshippy. Something so simple as laying naked together in bed, involved in deep conversation can be such an intimate thing. I appreciate those moments, and they can be just as thrilling as the act of fucking depending on the company.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 9 – The Family Tree – part 1/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Butt plugs/ anal

-Food fetish

-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat

-Breast milk

-Squirt

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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree**

Dog Days, an introduction

Hey there r/Erotica, just another short I decided to write recently, though this one may lead into a longer story? Who knows! If you would like to see that happen let me know!

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Nick’s toes curled as he woke up to the feeling of something soft, wet and warm tracing a line up his chest, falling back down and then repeating the same motion again.

He reached up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking over at the alarm clock on his nightstand. It was barely past 3 in the morning. He tried to turn over but found himself trapped by something thick and soft weaving through his legs. He glanced down at his bed and saw the large lump in his covers next to him, gently rustling and moving from whatever seemed to be slobbering on his chest.

He smiled and relaxed into his pillow. “Roxxi? What are you doing, girl, it’s the middle of the night.” She chuckled, lifting up the covers and looking down at the soft, black hair atop Roxxi’s head.

First try at erotica so feedback is much appreciated

Noah’s heart was pounding in his chest. He was so engrossed in the kiss that he didn’t notice the hand reaching up his shirt and stroking his chest hair. His breathing was strained as he responded to her tongue with his own. Their kiss was hot and hungry and filled with passion. The hand on his chest slowed and then stopped as she broke their kiss.She looked up at him, her blue eyes bright and her mouth red and swollen from kissing. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples stood out invitingly “I want you,” she said breathlessly. “I need you.”

They were words he had heard often enough. He pulled away from her mouth and kissed her gently on the lips.Her tongue darted out to explore his mouth as he responded with his own. His hands traced her curves as she leaned into him. Her breasts were firm and peaked with age. He cupped them gently in his hand and felt the warmth of her body as it pressed into his. His dick hardened as he felt her pussy open under his fingers.He traced his fingers along her wet pussy until he found the clit. He pinched it gently with his thumb and then let his fingers tickle the bundle of nerves. She cried out as his fingers traced erratic patterns around it. Her hips bucked trying to meet his fingers but he resisted the urge to move them inside her. Instead he pushed her away from her and stood up.

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[MFF] The Sister’s House [threesome] [incest] [degradation] [inferiority] [breeding] [sluts]

“So where are you from?”

It’s the question that kills so much of my online flirting. I may live in a major city on the coast, and I may travel all over the US. But for some reason, the cute little sluts that are into fucking me always live in places like Ohio, North Carolina or Canada.

This particular slut, Sophie, was fun – a really nice ass, tiny tits, a petite frame and a desire to be used in the most depraved ways possible. She taunted me with the suggestion that she was more kinky than me, and proved it, too. There were a couple kinks that she was OK with that were on my limit list.

But where our kinks overlapped, there was a strong desire to hunt this petite cutie down and turn her into my fucktoy.

Only, she was nowhere near the coast.

“HMM!” Sophie texted after I told her my city.

“That’s an odd response,” I said. “Planning a visit?”

“Actually, yeah,” she said. “I’m visiting my sister for the holidays. It might not make for the easiest hook-up, but maybe …”