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Flirting with the Devil – F/27 M/32

I have finally had it. Everything is unsatisfying. I have been the good girl my whole life and after spending the last five years at the bank working my way up, being polite, wearing my nice pencil skirts and blouses, I have officially had it. I had nearly straight A’s in college and barely knew what the definition of a frat party was. Then I got my job at the bank and being little Miss Perfect just continued. Everything about me and my life is typical, predictable, mundane, boring, and more than vanilla.

Get a tattoo? Nope, Cassandra would never do that.

Show up to work hungover after a Thursday night happy hour that lasted too long. Never.

Have sex on the first date. Not Cassandra.

I don’t know what happened, but I can’t live like this anymore. My life isn’t fulfilling, not even something I look forward to anymore. Granted, I can’t just quit my job at the bank, but outside of those 40 hours a week, I have to find something else to do with my time. Something exciting. Find a passion about something. Anything but continuing on the road I am on. Read more »

The surprise visit (nsfw)

It started as a text to tell sir just how much I was craving his hard cock, his fingers, his mouth and his touch! I could feel my pussy become wet as I expressed my needs!
I wasn’t expecting a visit from sir… as his a busy man!

Sir teased me with his response of “mmm wouldn’t that be good right now” “Fuck yes” I responded hastily! I’d be craving his cum since the last visit when he denied me!
“How horny are you, little one?” He wrote!
Truth is, sir has the this ability to turn me into a thirsty cum slut with just his words!
I replied “extremely horny sir”
“I’ll be there in 45 minutes he texted back”

I prepare myself in my usual manner, but this time I leave my hair up. I know sir likes my hair down, but I’m limited in time to do my hair perfect for his arrival.

Laying on my bed, I hear the door open! I never know what to expect from our sessions! All I know is that take me to another place, leaving me euphoric and craving more! Read more »

Coach and his sprinting girls [Part 3]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wv6yja/coach_and_his_sprinting_girls_part_1/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

It’s a few days after visiting Kate at her house, I wake up on a nice sunny day and check my phone. “I’ve got a private message from Anna? Hmm, a video, what could she be sending me?” I open the video and it’s porn? “What the hell, why is Anna sending me porn, must’ve been a mistake… wait… thats Kate sucking my dick!! She recorded us when I had my face buried nose deep in her pussy.” Anna then sent a message, “I hope you’ll let me join in next time coach.”

I was turned on by the whole ordeal in one way, but the fact that Kate not just told someone else but she even recorded and sent evidence to prove it infuriated me. Who knows who else she sent the video too. Plus it’s not like I can ask her who else she sent it to or who knows, since she lied in the first place. I didn’t know what to do and just pondered it all for a while with a hard on the whole time, which didn’t help my train of thought. Read more »

[A4M][F4M][CB4M][FtM4M] The Preacher’s Daughter/Son 💜.

Hello there 18+ or 20+ please.

(Looking for someone can match my writing style or close enough for this rp. This rp does include race play. Looking for a Dominating/ Control possessive black male. )

“Her Daddy says that man is no good. Well baby better believe what your Daddy says. It’s a long walk to heaven and a road filled with sin. She didn’t care she’ll be the talk of the town.”
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Walking inside with you dressed in a blue sequenced dress I looked the part of yours just as you loved. “Oh Valentino. This is beautiful. Thank you~.” Looking around the restaurant I took in the believe design. We had just finished eating when you suggested we should head to our room you booked here. This restaurant was a special type. As you’ve told me it was meant for people who were in your line of work. I’m unsure of what you do but, You treat me well. I’m taken care of. Read more »

Period piece role play situation/storyline! Involves bondage and Victorian ideas of modesty played for sexiness!

So I start off wearing my usual outfit, cloche hat, camisole (pretend I have a regular top on), black stockings, short bloomers (that’ll be a plot point), two petticoats, and my long skirt.

I act like I’m out and about at the market, I act like it’s windy outside. I keep at it for a minute or so and then I begin to walk home. I act like I’m about to walk down a few steps and then I trip and fall on the steps and the wind blowing up my skirt. I land on my back with my legs spread in the air, my skirt flipped, and my legs and short bloomers exposed for all to see.

Once I sit up and cover up my legs, you come up to me, tell me that you’re from the modesty patrol, and that I’ve broken the law. You take hold of my wrist and lead me to a wooden chair or some other hard surface for me to sit on (whatever you have). You explain to me that I’ve broken the exposure laws of this area by allowing the lower half of my body to be seen. You explain to me that there are three levels of exposure. Read more »

A Night To Remember Part 1

One night I had been drinking and was a lot more horny than normal so I called her and told her to come and pick me up. She of course was at my house before I was home from the bar waiting by the door in nothing more than a bath robe and flip flops. I walk up kiss her on top of the head and open the door.

The moment the door closed I snapped my fingers pointing to the ground and she dropped ready and waiting as I made her watch me take my shoes shirt and pants off. When I walked over to her I grabbed her hair as I pulled my cock out laying it on her face looking into her eyes as I said “you will give me all of you tonight” right before I leaned down spit in her mouth and shoved my cock into her mouth. Read more »

Erotica/memoir of the story as our hypnosis journey unfolds

Follow our (mostly erotic) hypnosis journey

Intro:

My Doctor and I have decided to bring hypnosis into our play. Not only has it been a fascinating start to an endeavor (we are a tad shy of one month in to playing with it) – it has been deeply connecting and enchanting already.

We have both felt an interest in hypnosis before now, had both read about it, and both felt a strong sense that it would be a good fit as individual people. As soon as it was brought up between us, we both lit up, started reading about it, and I doubt we will ever look back.

So, since we are both fairly suggestible and we make it a priority to practice nearly every day, we decided I would document the journey here. Not only posting new ideas when we think them up and/or try them but also updates as things unfold. We welcome questions, ideas, comments, etc. We could also consider posting pics/audio at some point if there is enough interest.

Fwiw in deciding if you want to share in our journey. Read more »

a memory

I’m laying in bed and my little clit is hard thinking about being fucked earlier today. This morning it was so warm out and I wanted to feel the soothing sensation of cool water on my skin, so I called my dear friend and asked him to go swimming with me.

We went somewhere we’d never been and clambered down the gorge to the beautiful crystal pools below. I’m still not used to swimming in these mountain streams where the water is clear as the sky and a pretty turquoise color.

He dipped his toes in the pool and I watched the sunlight dance over his freckled shoulders as he waded into the water. His beauty struck me again as it had a thousand times before as I watched him sink into the river and look back toward me, smiling contentedly.

We explored upstream, climbing across ancient boulders that the river had weathered into smooth, graceful forms. Few people ventured as far as we did, and soon we were alone in the gorge, climbing and talking. I studied his freckles, the curve of his jaw, the way his hazel eyes lit up in the afternoon sunlight. Read more »

It’s awkward, but it doesn’t last long [>18][M/F][cheating]

I was getting our house ready to sell, and also selling all of our furniture, kids toys, and basically everything. I needed to pressure wash the driveway. I work with a guy that lives down the block, and we know each other well enough to borrow a pressure washer. I’m over at his house picking it up, and his wife is out in the garage with us. She is 5’4, at least 170lbs, chubby, no ass at all, but a fair set of tits. She has this almost bowl style haircut, with bangs that always seem to be in her face. I have interacted with her before, and I did not enjoy it. I can’t stand her voice, and she is making this simple pressure washer pick up as difficult as can be. She gives me a solid five minute tutorial on how to use it, freaks out because I have to take it apart to fit it in my car, and she is in general being a total bitch. She starts laying into her husband about how he needs to pressure wash their driveway, but now he can’t because I’ll have it until who knows when. I try to deflect some this by thanking them, and mentioning that we are selling absolutely everything, and I will give them a great price on anything they want. This has the right effect, and she asks if she can come over now and have a look. Read more »

Un-satisfied at work

My cunt has been dripping for days. Bad luck, busy life and poor timing mean that even private playtime isn’t enough.
At lunch, I make my way to one of the nice private bathrooms. Everyone down that hall is on vacation. Easy enough to lock the door behind me. I just pull clothes off, kneeling to start working my clit with busy fingers. I don’t need to be naked, but it just adds to the desperately horny feel. I need to express it, even if its just to the mirror over the ladies lavatory. There’s no teasing or buildup necessary. I’ve been distracted so long, completely overshadowed by my desire sliding wet between my thighs.
Kneeling, exposed in the middle of the room isn’t doing it for me. So I move to the sink, pressing my breasts to the cold stone. My nipples take offense and my pussy dampens further. Sliding two fingers into my pussy is easy and very satisfying. But it’s still not enough to push me over the edge. I’ve been on the edge of orgasm so much for the last 6 days that I am having trouble pushing myself to orgasm. So used the ever-present arousal, my body had apparently accepted that as its new state. Any efforts to reach release would take serious effort.
My fingers are covered in creamy cum. It feels so good to pump those fingers into myself. I could do it as long as my muscles allowed. But I add one more for the extra full feeling. Jamming them in makes me moan, arching against the cold countertop.
I imagine its you behind me, fingering me towards the edge. I would see you smirking at me in the mirror. I’d arch my back to give you easier access and you’d drive harder into me in response.
My head is draped over the sink as I mutter, moan and gasp to the vision in my head. It’s a tiny echo chamber of lust. I realize I am begging for you. That my needy arousal is completely centered on you as I’m compelled to pummel my pussy searching for that fantastic orgasm.
But its not enough. The Edge holds firm in my body, despite my muscles rippling, pussy clenching at my fingers. My hand drops from my cunt and the loss of sensation almost makes me cry.
I can’t cum without you. I need your voice in my ear, your approval and encouragement to be this hedonist.
My hands grip the counter in desperation. Smears of girl juices slide under my fingers and I stare at them. My break is almost done. I shakily wash my hands, clean the mess, avoiding the appearance of the starving woman in the mirror. Clothes put to rights, I meander back to my desk and send a text message.
His reply was “ You’re a good girl for telling me. I’ll see you at home in a few hours”