Oil (FM)

There is a cloth covering your eyes. The oil is warm on your skin, pooling between your collarbones. Then my fingers dip in and sweep up your neck, into your hair. My palms press at your temples, just below each ear, then slide over your shoulders, down the outside of your arms, reducing your world to this moment and everything in it. Without sight, every other sense is heightened. You can hear my breathing, soft but deep. My touch is firm, confident, establishing our connection. I knead your shoulders, your forearms, loosen your wrists, your fingers. Then my hands leave you.

You are turned, onto your back. You feel more oil drizzled onto you, a line from your throat, between your breasts, to your belly button; it makes trails down your chest and flanks. I cup your breasts, feel your nipples stiffening into my palm. My hands shift, movement inspired by the shape of you, warming your breasts, circles around your belly. I feel your body soften, become heavy. My hands run down your thighs, almost to your knees, then back up, fingers spreading, trailing lightly over your mound. Over and over again, stoking the heat within you.

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Vickie goes into a bar [cnc] [torture] [rough sex] [whipping] [gang sex][X}

VICKIE GOES INTO A BAR
Vickie had a fantasy to be taken by lots of men. One night, she walked into the skanky bar and shouted into the room. “Who wants to fuck me?”
10 guys hustled her into the back room, ripped her clothes off, and tied her flat on her back to the table. They tied her tightly and she could not see what was happening. The biggest, ugliest person in the room was the one calling the shots. Jerome gave a monster vibrator to the runt in the room, Benjie. He got a vat of lube and slathered it on her pussy until it dripped over her ass cheeks and on to the table. Vickie was slipping in it on the table.
Many men grabbed her tits and nipples and squeezed them. Jerome forced open her mouth and put a ball gag in there to keep her quiet. The entire group could fuck her hard if they could keep her quiet. (She had asked to be fucked, which meant they had permission). So they planned to fuck her hard and get their dicks wet.
    They moved their fingers around her pussy and then stopped. They pinched her nipples, causing them to stick out from her body, and added clamps with a weighted chain. When they removed the clamps, she would experience excruitating pain. Vickie felt a deep ache in her pussy, but she was in for much trouble, and it was coming soon.
  Jerome flicked her nipples five, six, seven times with his fingernail. He squeezed the nipple clamp and bit her neck. Then he squeezed her clit again, and inserted a finger deep into her pussy, and pressed her sweet spot. Vickie realized they were going to torture her.
   The tormenter, Number One, came back and shoved a dick into her mouth, and he slapped her tits and commanded, “suck it, cunt.” She opened her mouth, and the dick slammed to the back of her throat. Vickie gagged and tried to not throw up on his cock.
Vickie worried the semen might travel to her lungs through her windpipe, or vomiting and aspirating the vomit. It was pointless to think of her future. She might not survive the evening,
Jerome came back and shoved a vibrator in her pussy, and opened her pussy lips further, and put the vibrator right on her clitoris, and turned it on high. He said to the Benjie, standing beside Vickie, “keep grinding that into her clit. Don’t listen to her asking you to please stop, just keep making her cum.” Benjie ground the vibrator into Vickie, moving it from her clit and slid it up in her cunt hole. He just kept chanting, “she wants it, and must keep cumming.”
 The Funk Master entered the room, dressed in leather chaps, his cock just covered with latex briefs. He looked at Vickie and chuckled. “My, but you stepped in the shit tonight, didn’t you? You are in for good times, my girl. But I guess you know that, don’t you?” The Funk Master cupped her breast, and pulled her nipple out further, and squeezed the clamp together. He gestured to the attendant, “put a clamp on her clit too.”
He smiled at Vickie. “We are going to make you ours. We enjoy it when little lost ones wander into our sticky web here. It helps with the boredom.” He slid his finger into her cunt and fucked her fast. Four, five, six, seven times. “Are you ready, Julie?”
  He clapped his hands together. “Ok, we are ready to start. Let’s have the first one-Number One, please.”
  A naked man stroke forward, his enormous cock bobbing. “I will be the first one to fuck her.” The leather man said, “I have assigned you the cunt-straight fuck to the cunt-don’t let her cum, if she tries to cum, slap her face hard. You may begin.”
  Number One slid his dick in to Vickie, and she gasped at the sudden filling of her vagina. Number one fucked her hard in the pussy, and it felt pleasurable. She was getting ready to cum. But Number One sensed it and slapped her so hard her head slapped to the side. Number One pulled out right after that and sprayed jizz over her stomach. Vickie gagged at the vast strings of cum on her body.
   Number One went further into the bar, and Number Two moved into position. The fuck Master said, “I have assigned you to fuck her mouth, have her suck you. Do not let her cum, and if she starts to cum, just slap her face, hard.”
Number Two moved up and barked, “open your mouth,” to Vickie. Vickie looked at him without opening, and he slapped her face hard. The fuck Master came up beside Vickie and said, “I recommend you to consider how you want this evening to end. Cooperate with your fantasy so you can leave.”
  Vickie eyed him and opened her mouth. The Funk Master gestured to Number Two, and said, “Ok, she will suck you now.” Number Two crammed his dick into Vickie’s mouth. Number Two smeared lube over her face and crammed his dick into Vickie’s mouth. He leaned over to Vickie’s ear and said “suck my dick, slut.” Vickie cried, and she made sucking noises. Number Two fucked her mouth with rapid movements in and out of her face opening. It was much more pleasurable to him after he had insulted and humiliated her. But with his rapid movements, Vickie just closed her lips on his moving shaft. Number Two came and filled her throat with ropy semen.
Number three approached, and the Funk Master assigned him anal penetration. Two other men approached Vickie, untied her legs, and lifted her spread legs onto their shoulders. Vickie whimpered with fear and Number three pulled on his cock to make it harder. When it was ready, the Funk Master told him, “you may begin,” and nodded at Number three. He slid his massive cock into Vickie’s ass and pumped it in and out. He grabbed her hips and fucked her asshole to the beat of the music pumped through the speakers in the back room. Vickie was feeling strange, but Number Three kept fucking her tight asshole. He slapped her breasts as he fucked her and told her ass fucking was what she deserved after what she had done. He finished and stepped aside.
  Number four and number five were a combo, and fucked her front and back to make her a sandwich.
Vickie felt stuffed and noticed she was floating around above her body. The fuck sandwich men completed their work and left.
   The Funk Master approached Vickie. “It looks as if you need a brief break before the whipping.” Vickie raised her head and squirmed around in her bonds. “Don’t you worry, Little Missy, we will be very thorough in our treatment of you.” Then the Funk Master remembered, “oh, yes, you have little treat coming first.” He told the expert to use his imagination.
  The Vibrator Expert came back and smashed it into her clit, hard. Vickie gasped and came. Benjie inserted two fingers into Vickie’s gash and fucked her hard and fast, and Vickie came twice back to back. The VE giggled and pulled her nipples while he vibrated her clit.
The Funk Master ordered her whipped, and they took her to an open part of the room with chains hanging from the ceiling. They strapped her into the cuffs that hung from the ceiling and received 10 strips from Benjie. When he took the cuffs off, she collapsed on the floor. Benjie carried her outside and laid her beside the dumpster, with a sheet covering her body. With the dawn, she awoke and, wrapped up in the surrounding sheet, got on the subway toward home.

Mother in law takes control Pt. 10 [femdom] [sissy] [chastity] [public humiliation]

The girls made sure to fix Billy’s makeup and rub some good smelling lotion all over him before two girls grabbed each of his hands while Alice and the other girl lead them to their next spot. Billy was driven wild by their hands all over him with the lotion. He leaked a lot into his pad.

The girls were being particularly loud drawing a bunch of attention towards them. His cock was straining in the cage as they beautiful women flirted with big strong men right in front of him. Introducing him as a sissy to them. Even pulling his skirt up showing his panties to a couple of guys. They pulled his panties away showing his pink cage and Billy tried his best not to cry as he was teased by everyone.

He was pantsed a couple of times and the girls would just keep walking as his skirt stayed around his ankles. They pulled them up right before they reached the food court. Billy was starving after having gone through so many stores and not eaten since early in the morning. The girls talked to him in a baby voice at the cashiers as they figured out what was on the kids menu.

The College Girl Next Door and the Washing Machine [MF][Fiction]

After days of figuring stuff out, trial and error, starting from scratch and almost giving up hope, the engine finally fired up. Wrenching on your own stuff is very satisfying, but it’s fucking frustrating at the moments that your fix doesn’t work. I tried once again whether my fix really had worked. I pressed the starter button and… Yes! With a loud roar the bike sprang to live. I twisted the throttle a few times, just for the hell of it. Satisfied I wiped my hands on my jeans and exited my workshop to get a well-earned cup of coffee.

‘Was that really necessary? Making that much noise this early in the morning?’
Just as I was entering my garden I heard a woman’s voice calling over the fence. Despite living in a quiet neighbourhood, my garden did share its back border with student housing. Normally that’s not really a problem. Even though they liked to party from time to time, most of the time they were model neighbours. Yesterday there had been such a party, I heard noise until 2 at night. I know how it is, I’ve been a student myself, sometimes you just need to party and make some noise.
‘So? Can’t you keep the noise down?’, a blonde face stared at me from over the fence. ‘Sorry neighbour, but it’s…’ I peered down at my watch, ‘eleven AM. It’s not my problem that you partied all night long. But not to worry, I was just heading inside to grab a cup of coffee. So I can continue making noise this afternoon.’ The last bit was said with a kind of cocky grin. Screw her and her complaints.
Without waiting for her reply I turned around and headed for the kitchen door.

I have nsfw tumbrl account where I try to write things, it helps me cope I’ve always been into doujinshis and fanfiction, I am quite worried since english isn’t my first language, and I get few to no hearts that I am a bad writer, can I find here someone who can read and tell me if its good

Some works get up to 4000 hearts and even on my old tumbrl form high school I barely get 30 hearts on a simple hetalia joke I have made years ago, and yet somehow sharing that I want 4some with two hot guys and one dilf somehow got me 30 hearts in a few days, way faster than my joke for hetalia. I was a reader for many years but now I try to write, it is something between headcanons and drabble fanfiction, some receive more attention than others, for example despite chainsaw man being really big right now, my two headcaons about two characters didn’t receive any attention whcih makes me think they arent good. I dont really have sexual experience which is probably why my writting sucks but I do have interest in it. I dont know if the term is – beta reader, but can i find someone who is willing to review things for me? It is not like a job since people on tumbrl seem to do it for free and I go to college and have a sick mother with cancer so paying some random person from america isnt really going to be possible right now. It is not professional and I am not hiring an editor but looking for someone who can correct me and tell me straight to my face if it is good or not, I apologize if my request is stupid and naive, thanks in advance to anyone who answers.

Putting the “Lay” in Delay [M31/M30]

I abhor air travel. It’s stressful, it’s crowded, it can be costly, and it’s just not fun. I hypocritically still use it because it’s the best option with few alternatives, but should the US get a light speed rail system in my time I’d heavily consider it a better alternative.

All of this runs through my mind every time I’m in line at security and my bags are checked. I make it through TSA and grab my shoes to put them back on, when my peripheral catches the glimpse of the hottest man I’d see in months get up from putting his shoes back on across the terminal. As others block my view passing by, once the view is clear, he’s gone and I’m left with a “what could have been” memory.

Picking up my bag, I wander to my gate, grabbing a water at the store, and getting to check-in kicking my feet up while I wait. A quarter hour passes and announcement is made that the flight will be delayed indefinitely, and as this was the last available flight of the day, free hotel compensation will be offered to all applicable. I groan and roll my eyes in annoyance and frustration, but as I need to get this flight, I take up the offer, get my free hotel, and head over there.

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Scent (FM)

It’s your breath that wakes me. Soft and warm, it glides over my throat, across my shoulder; gentle, reassuring. I allow the sensation into me, to draw me from sleep. I feel no rush. Other senses stir. I smell us. Musky, primal, salty. At my flanks I feel your skin against mine. Are you straddling me?

I open my eyes, but it remains dark.

I move my arms, but only an inch before they are constrained. My legs are spread.

I am awake. I am blindfolded. I am bound.

The breath on my neck changes to a colder stream, and draws patterns now. Along the lines of my collar; across one exposed armpit and then back to my chest. My nipple. Circling. Leaving and returning. Exploring.

You are straddling me. Now I can feel the hardness of your knees against my waist, the points of your ankles against my thighs. It is a gentle but certain grip. It holds me. Places me.

The breath on my skin disappears. There is stillness, that to me feels broken only by the stirring in my cock. There is silence, except for my pulse. It quickens. Can you hear it?

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I Finally Fucked My Step Sister Part 5 (and her best friend this time) [Fiction]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z8jkft/i_finally_fucked_my_stepsister_mf_fiction/)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z8va85/i_finally_fucked_my_step_sister_part_2_mffiction/)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z93cnu/i_finally_fucked_my_step_sister_part_3_mf_fiction/)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z99vr6/i_finally_fucked_my_step_sister_part_4_fiction/)

This is going to be a longer one so buckle up ;)

Tasha struts in like she is supposed to be there in a skimpy top and short skirt with thigh high socks on. Tasha is light skinned with small, perky tits, an amazing ass and overall beautiful body. I try to push Bridget off me as I start to get embarrassed, but she keeps riding me. Bridget says “Ever since I told her about your break up all she’s been doing is asking me to help.” I watch her bend over to set her things down revealing she isn’t wearing any panties. My cock throbs harder inside Bridget as she keeps riding me while I watch Tasha undress. Tasha walks over and decides she wants to give me a taste of her first. She plants her freshly wet pussy on my mouth. I am fully pinned down by two of the most beautiful woman to walk the earth. Bridget’s juices are dripping down my balls while Tasha’s are dripping down my face.

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Cancun is a great place to spend your vacation.

Cancun is a great place to spend your vacation. There’s a lot of people that is hanging out to the beach.

The first time I went to Cancun was the first thing my boyfriend said to me when we were checking in at the airport. I laughed because it was true. We were on our first date, and it was going to be a short one.I had been planning this trip for months. My boyfriend and I had been talking about it non-stop since we met. I knew it s where I was going to propose to him. He had been planning to take me there for my birthday, but I think he had been waiting until I said yes before he told me the date.We were supposed to fly out that evening, but the weather in Chicago was terrible. The rain was pouring down, and the wind was how ling like the sea. It was the middle of January, and it was supposed to be a balmy 85 degrees in Cancun.That’s why we were there.

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Wasted potential PT.3

Wasted potential PT.3

I’m 4’5 and petite, so everyone looks/is bigger than me,
But that morning at this beautiful botanical restaurant as I set opposite him, he looked bigger, taller, and more handsome for some reason.

At this point I’m not paying attention to the waiter taking our orders I’m just watching him talk, thinking and trying to imagine how big his dick is, what it looks like, how long it takes him before he cums.every thought in me was about him and all of a sudden I said it out loud and I didn’t mean to.

Him: I ordered an English breakfast for you,

Me: Thank you

Him: you seem distracted, what were you thinking about?

Me: You.

I blushed and realised that if I wanted to keep this going I would have to calm down, let him take the lead, he was moving at 1 step per second, and I was moving at 10 steps a sec

Him: what about me?

Me: why did you give me that series to watch, why did you help me undress yesterday when I spilled wine, why did you think it was ok?