Category: Erotica

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Class ended a while ago. Most of my peers left as soon as the clock struck 4pm, eager to enjoy the final days of Summer while it was still here. I wanted to enjoy my final days of summer as well, but unlike them, I didn’t want to spend it inside.

I watched Mr. Adams’ lips as they moved, explaining some difficult math concept I couldn’t quite be bothered to understand. Yes, maybe I was weird for wanting to spend my final days of summer inside a stuffy college classroom. But if it was with my super-hot math professor, then who could blame me?

“Janette? Are you even listening?” He asked, his voice like a caress. He’d always been sensual in nature, and I often found myself dreaming of what he’d be like in bed. I’m sure many girls had. His eyes meet mine, and something dark glimmered within them — a deep desire masked by a veil of professionalism and control. Today, however, in this classroom, I wanted to tear away that mask and see him bare. Read more »

*Hold her tight. Tight enough that she knows she’s safe. Tight enough that you feel safe. And just let go*

*Exhale*

*Move your hands around her back, gently exploring her ribs, her spine, her shoulders. Look up at her.*

*Stare into her eyes, see her smile, her cheeks, her lips*

*Kiss her, long, slow, passionate. Taking a breath is an excruciatingly long time away from her lips.*

*Slowly pull away. It’s difficult.*

*Wrap your arms around her and lift her up off the floor. Feel her legs wrap around your waist, drawing your hot bodies even closer together.*

*Her arms rest casually on your shoulders, creating an unbreakable barrier that gives you no choice but to stare even deeper into her eyes*

*You feel your legs press against the bedframe, and slowly lower her onto the bed, her legs easing tension around your waist as her back presses against the comforter*

*Your hair hangs over your face, once again leaving no other place to look, but at her*

*You lean in again and press your lips against hers, but feel her drawing away* Read more »

Hi all, I’m on a throwaway here to explore this sub/another side of things I’m interested in. Is there a way to make story requests for writers here? I apologize if this is explained somewhere else. I went looking for a rules post and idk whether it’s bc I’m not used to desktop version but I couldn’t find one so thought I’d ask. thanks :)

I am thinking about how I would use you

You would be tied up — wrists and ankles — and mounted… Like a dog

My big white cock would push into your tight pussy and your tight pussy would queef like a starving slut.

Your pussy would finally be fed by a man and she would respond with the song of her body — the loud, obnoxious, queef

I would grab your neck and turn your face and spit on your face so your caramel undertones are illumined by my spit.

I will place a collar around your neck and secure it with a buckle and a lock. I attach a black leather leash to a ring at the back of the collar. Your dark skin, creamy skin clashes with my own white skin tone.

I yank the leash and the collar chokes against your throat and you fall onto your ass.

“Get on your hands and knees, slut!” I yell at you.

You get on your hands and knees. Your hands rest near your knees and your ass sticks out like a melon in a garden. Your head is pointed to the front. Your are naked, but for the collar around your neck…

She’s married. But it doesn’t matter.

All I could think about was her, from the very moment she started texting me, 3 months ago. It started with a roleplay, texting what we would do to each other if we were actually able to touch. A whole ocean is what separated us. Me, a 28 year old Welsh guy. Her, a 28 year old Texan. Married, mother of two. I found that out later, when I was deep into it emotionally. It did break me that she didn’t tell me, but I loved her. I didn’t care. I knew one day I’d be able to make her fall in love with me, leave that guy and be with me. Be mine. Read more »

I keep a list of all of the guys I’ve fucked, and last Sunday I was at 146. Going from a small town and only sleeping with three guys to a large city where there’s thousands of guys within a mile is a huge shock. By the end of my freshman year I was at over 100 bodies, and I chose to stay in my city for the summer, which just let me slut around even more since I didn’t have any classes. I’m back visiting my family this week so I set a goal to have 150 bodies by the time I left on Monday.

Sunday:

I met with a guy for lunch, we grabbed a bite to eat at the mall, and then went back to his place. He has 3 roommates but they were all out so we had the place to ourselves. We didn’t waste any time and just fucked on the couch. His cock was kinda small and he called me by a different girls name, so not the best experience. He also didn’t cum. 5/10 Read more »

Hey everyone.
I‘m looking for a story I read some years ago.
A girl goes to a who’re who is a mistress. The mistress looked the girls clothes in a safe during the session. The girl had to pay also for the next Termin. I think there was also a third woman

Thank for help