Category: Erotica

You can do whatever you want to me, I whispered as we walked into the restaurant, and you’re taking me on a date? Here this man was, leading me into a restaurant way nicer than I had ever been to, opening doors for me and telling me that I looked beautiful in this skin-tight dress that he had picked out for me. I didn’t understand, this isn’t what I had imagined when we had agreed on a weekend together. We had agreed that this weekend was about sex, about having a safe space to explore my kinks with someone with more experience than I had, not about romance or going out on dates. I was done with love, and I had told him that when we made this agreement. I wasn’t interested in a “real” relationship, not after the last one.

Yeah, he chuckled. The agreement was that I could do whatever I wanted to you, and I wanted to take you out.

Why? I was skeptical of the whole thing, trying to imagine every possible reason why he would want to take me out to dinner. Is this all a ruse and this is some sort of dungeon, I asked. Read more »

i want a story like those tentacle henatais

they are so fucking sexy and gets me so wet getting dragged around and stuff being forced in my cunt with me refusing and begging u not to but it happens anyways and then the pleasure gets so much until i accept it like the whore i am and you cum inside over and over again.

im going to cream myself thinking about this

Mike can see the curves beyond her hips. What beauty they convey, places to lay his hands as they make love. Silvia moves so she is right above her slave’s face. She wants to have a little fun before letting it all out, so Silvia begins to play with herself. Her fingers glide around her wet crotch. Two fingers massage the crest of her pussy. She moans loud and her knees faulter slightly. Slowly, she can feel the pressure build up. “Okay, get ready for it baby. Is your mouth open?” Silvia moans as she slowly begins to drip. Her drip turns onto a steady stream. Her urine is on the clear side because of how much water she drinks before her shows. Mike’s eyes are closed, but he can feel her waste pouring down on him. She truly owns her now, their behavior connects to the animal world. A submissive male lion being coated and soaked in their owner’s pheromones. She bends down closer to him, now inches away from his face. Silvia holds onto her bed for balance and says seductively “Look at you, covered in your master’s piss. Pathetic.” The color chokes him slightly and his mouth catches some of her falling juices. “Your taste does not compare to anything else. I want more of it!” Silvia’s stream of love ends, but she wants to please her slave, so she puts on foot onto his chest. Her feet were cold slightly, different to the warmth he had been feeling this whole evening of passionate lovemaking. Mike can see the immaculate detail on each toe. The glossy finish on her toenails depicts a reflected image of a man who has been stripped of masculine features. She puts a little bit of weight on his chest and can hear Mike grunt slightly. “I bet you wish you could touch or taste me right now baby. Only after I cum you can have one more treat for being such a good little manservant.” She licks her hand and begins to finger herself slowly. Her pace quickens and fucks herself with her hand and then her dildo from before. Her legs start to quiver, and she moans louder and louder. Mike can only watch as she gets to pleasure herself instead of having Mike do it for her. Read more »

I had a crush on my sister since a long time and I even told that I find her super hot and beautiful but she always smiled, kissed my cheeks & gave a hug whenever I say that.

She recently gave birth to her second child & after a month she came home for sometime as there is no one to help at her husband’s place.

When she came home she is almost braless all the time as she has feed the baby multiple times a day plus the weather is also very hot.
I have seen her tits multiple times while feeding the baby, she wears loose clothes as well so there were a lot of occasions i could just see them clearly.

She has noticed that I stare at her tits and when I realised that she’s aware all she does is smile and not try to cover.
Then I started recording the video of her feeding the baby short clips telling my sister the kid is looking cute she’s ok with it & I masturbate while watching her tits afterwards. Read more »

I’ve been craving desire, of a particular kind. My body is always almost riled up, commanding almost, my brain to go ahead with that date, or that late night text that inadvertently some past partner sends. But I crave more than just the momentarily respite, where it’s all about the act, and the release, and everything which precedes it. And after that, radio silence.

I crave thoughts and ideas and feelings that are so fleeting in nature, that they go out of your grasp if you even dare mention it. The desire to stroke my partner’s hair, warm her up on a cold night by pulling her closer to me and wrap her legs around me. Of kissing the bruises I gave her. Of taking her into the shower after I’m done using her as a harlot, and then cherish her like a lover. To wash her body, to dry her up and carry her in. To make her count my heartbeat, just like she counts the spankings I was giving her. Of laying together, in silence, except the rumbling of the air conditioner, and the heat between our bodies. My mind mindlessly wandering, thinking about everything and nothing, until my eyes go to her face, blissful and rising with my chest after every breath that I take. I look into her eyes, and she looks into mine. And that’s all it took, she can feel my cock nestled against her stomach growing. And that’s all it took for her, her breath quickens, and I just need to pry my fingers down into her slit, to find it emanating heat. My mouth salivates, I need to taste her. And I do. And her taste is exquisite. And what follows next is up for debate. We make love. Or I use her body and she lets me, with gleeful abandon. Or it’s a whore indulging the requests of her favourite customer. Or it’s a dominant with his submissive. Read more »