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Knowing You’re Coming (Cumming) [passionate] [dominant] [F/M]

I quickly make my way to the nightstand still wet and naked from the shower. I check my phone and see a text that you will be on your way shortly.

“Leave the door unlocked” this will be the third time we’ve played this game. The aroma of eucalyptus fills the air. I love a candlelit room while getting fucked. I love the romance. The sheer sweaty glow the light creates against our soft skin.

I sit naked in front of my full body mirror. My hair is still wet, accentuating my long curls that fall to the center of my back. I oil my body from head to toe. Starting at my baby pink toes to my sleek calves and up to my tight thighs. I glide over my stomach then slowly massage the oil on my perking tits, pretending it’s your hands. My nipples are hard and yearning to be bit. I make my way further up my neck, licking my lips at the thought of both of your hands wrapped firmly around it. I quickly apply a small amount makeup making sure to accentuate my eyes and lips. I spray a few spritz of perfume and strap up my sexy black stilettos. I make my way downstairs to the couch where I wait for you, in nothing but my stilettos, bent over the couch. My back arched. My skin gleaming from the body oil in the candlelight. My curls tickling my back. My legs spread wide and ready to take every inch of you. Read more »

The Programming of 372 (Part 3) [FtM][Torture][DP][MindBreak]

372 had been fed via tube today. The voice that always spoke in the room explained it was a food made to supply him with all the nutrition he needed while preventing him from producing any waste.

He woke up this morning to a collar on the floor in the room with his name “372” written on it. He was instructed to put it on, then the voice had disappeared.

372 wandered around the room he had come to think of as his new home. The strange round cushion that had been holding him down, the strange apparatus coming out of the ceiling that had become the instrument that violated him regularly.

He would keep on hand on his dicklet as often as he could to keep himself pleasured always. That was 372’s job after all, keep himself and others pleasured at all times as a pleasure doll.

“372 if you would please lay back down on your bed” The voice interrupted 372’s thoughts.

372 leaped in surprise but made his way eagerly over to the bed. What was going to happen next? He laid down on his back. Read more »

My New Job

I opened my eyes and looked around. The room where I was laying was dark, but I immediately felt that I was alone. Slowly I remembered where I was. I was in the bed of Loredana, my Human Resources Manager from work. I thought back to last night and all that had happened and smiled to myself. Actually, I didn’t know Loredana very well at all. She worked in the office where I’m a receptionist. I estimated her somewhere between thirty and thirty-five and she looked good. Good figure, always beautiful, expensive clothing. I had spoken to her once three months ago at a short introductory training when I started working there. We barely spoke since then. About a month ago, my boyfriend Vlad broke up with me. She ran into me in the hallway when I was sobbing one afternoon and asked me what was going on. I poured out my heart to her and from then on she always asked me how things were going. One day we had a nice chat and she invited me to come and have dinner with her. I had trouble finding her house. She lived spacious, but it was quite remote. Loredana greeted me and let me in. She looked good, a little overdressed perhaps for dinner with a colleague. Pretty fashionable too. Read more »

30 [M4A] Help get me off to girls I know. Pics included!

My name is Hunter, 30.m.USA.

I am looking for guys (preferably bisexual, or at least open minded guys) who are very creative and detailed.

I would like to share pics of particular girls that I have and tell you a little about them. I will also share pics of me if you’d like. Based on their pics and info given, I’d love for you to tell me what you think they’d be best at sexually. And finally, if you think I’d be able to handle them or if I’d just cum my brains out!

If you want to roleplay as them, even better!

Reddit Chat me if interested!

Deanna, the Collector. Ch1[Fdom] [Msub] [Humiliation] [Feet] [Worship] [Plot] [No Sex]

I turn the corner and bump into big soft tits. I fall to my back and the academy’s number one bully, Deanna Charleston stands over me.

“Watch where you’re going!” Her emerald eyes burn under pierced eyebrows. Black curls fall over one shoulder since she shaved the other side to the scalp.

“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry.” I jump to my feet and bow. “Please, forgive me.”

Her arms fold under her breasts. “You’re that Fairfield kid, aren’t you?”

I bow deeper. “Yes.”

“Come over to my house after school.”

*What? Go to her house?* “I… I don’t know where you live.”

“Not interested in excuses, bitch. If you’re not there when I get home, I’ll beat your ass tomorrow.” She walks off and my eyes can’t unglue from her ass.

Dressed in a tight corset, mini-skirt and fishnet stocking, all of which have to break dress code, her plump ass cheeks peek out from under the skirt.

Why the fuck would Deanna, the Queen of Mean, want me to go to her house? *And how am I going to find her house? Wait! Didn’t she say I need to be there when she gets home?* Read more »

The Mad Creator [MFF] [Threesome] [Teasing]

Sometimes, the characters of a smut story come to life…

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“Excuse me,” that smoky voice that belonged to a familiar stranger. “I believe you’re the one I’m looking for.”

“You must have me mixed up with someone else,” Mal hastily replied, avoiding meeting his gaze. She knew exactly who it was. The man chuckled.

“Do I?” The stranger’s hands grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. He was exactly as she had written him. Piercing blue eyes, raven locks, a villainous gaze and a knowing grin. *”My Creator.”*

“Elliott,” Mal breathed, her back meeting the wall. “How are you here, you- you don’t exist…”

“You brought me here.” He replied, brushing her cheek with the back of his index finger. She didn’t flinch, instead closing her eyes expectantly.

“I- y-you- I can’t be that powerful. I can’t.” Mal said, her entire form shaking. Elliott cupped her cheek gently, his blue rings meeting her amber ones. The same stare she had seen before – familiarity, intrigue, borderline resentment – and now, adoration. Read more »

Therapy [Ff] [bondage] [leather] [forced orgasms]

Amanda turned another page in her Cosmo as she sat in the waiting room, her wedge sandals tapping anxiously against one another as the clock crept closer to her appointment time. It had been a long and stressful couple of weeks since her last visit, and she was really looking forward to today’s visit to help unwind.

“Ms. Reynolds,” the nurse called from the hallway, “we’re ready when you are…”

A smile flushed over Amanda’s face as she put down her magazine and grabbed her purse. Her eyes darted around the room to the other patrons of the office, wondering if each of them were there for the same as her or possibly something even more intriguing. She let out a big sigh as she met the nurse and followed her back through the door separating the waiting room from the rest of the office.

“So how are you doing today?” the nurse asked her as they walked.

She let out another sigh and replied, “Oh, I’m good – I’ve just been under a lot of stress lately.”

“Well, don’t worry, sweetie,” the nurse replied, “in a few minutes all of your worries are just going to melt away!” Read more »

Bunny fantasy

I want to be owned by a man who can hold me down. He would get to decide what I wear every day as I clean his house like a little bunny maid. Keeping my needy little ass plugged, and hungry pussy n clit vibed all the time to keep me submissive. Using me like a fuck doll whenever he wanted, filling my holes and making me feel his cum leak out.

Wearing bunny ears, locked collar, a mini skirt and a corset cinched so tight that I could barley breath and to accentuate the feelings of my toys, who knows, maybe he’ll even let me wear ballet boots, to watch me stumble as he puts a leash on my neck and leads me around.

He’d be controlling my vibe while he’s at work, keeping it on a low setting, occasionally doing a quick jump up to make me yelp, so that by the time he gets home, I’m just a dripping mess with thoughts of his cock in my brain.

Forcing me to take large plugs that are so big I can’t push them out, after all, what good is a bunny without a tail? Read more »

The Night I Owned Him

After experimenting with pegging my partner a few times, I had been wanting to take things to the next level. There’s something about the thought of this strong, masculine, usually dominant man allowing me to use him for our pleasure that’s addicting.

One night, I called him over and planned out everything we would do, without him knowing. When he arrived, I had him take a shower and then I helped give him a bath. While bathing him, I looked at him and told him that I was going to fuck him tonight. It had been awhile since I’d pegged him but it’s something we both enjoy. I could feel his dick getting hard after I told him what was in store as he looked at me and said OK.

After he got out of the bath, I put on the strap on and our favorite dildo and instructed him to lay on his back so I could eat his ass. I sucked his dick for awhile because I know he likes getting his ass eaten so his dick was rock hard with anticipation. Read more »