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I sit here on this couch in this living room and it all looks unfamiliar. Including me, yet the newness is beautiful. There is color, vibrancy, and comfort. I truly feel at peace. Just less than 2 years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to write those words because He was not in my life then. What a completely new reality this is. I feel who I was before Him, lacked courage and inspiration. I was lost and craving someone who would be willing to see me as I am and decide for me and themselves that I was enough. I just needed someone to open my eyes to the possibilities of my purpose.

The day I met Him… I knew that someone had arrived. Wow, it was like the sun shined just for me on that day. This sense of opportunity and genuine wholeness enveloped me and I felt a part of me awaken, like it was the first day of my life. My eyes shined with joy and anticipation because I knew I made the best decision of my life by taking the chance to be seen by Him. God, in my eyes. He always told me they sparkled, my eyes. The truth is He was the only One who made the light in my eyes dance and twinkle with love. The words shared when we talked felt written or spoken before, like He knew me. It was so easy to fall deeply into a once in a lifetime love with Him. Read more »

Her wedding day (Flash Fiction) (cheating) (bride) (ex)

Carrie sat in her car, the parking structure quiet . She had been instructed to park at the top, with an open spot on her drivers side. She looked at the clock, as it changed to 2:18 am. She was getting married in hours, was suppose to be going to a spa in the morning for mani, pedi, and mimosas. Why was she here…

She thought back to her bachelorette party, the stripper, his hard cock, his ripped body. She had been thinking that she’d only have one cock forever once she said “I do”. She loved her fiancé, really loved him, but the sex was ok. Average. She had wanted that stripper, that wild fling, but didn’t trust her friends. So she touched that magnificent cock, and laughed and had fun. He ended up going home with some friend of a friend, and she had heard it was so so so good.

Which lead her to here. She had reached out to an ex. He was mean, aggressive, a cheater, a flirt, but also the best fuck and biggest cock she ever had. He was married now, which means she’s the side girl. The woman cheating. She was sick with herself, but her arousal had won out. She saw the lights, the SUV, as it pulled next to her. She saw him move to the back seat, and got out to join him. Read more »

It is one of those nights when I want to feel useful.

As I sit on my couch tonight all alone watching random TV shows, feeling an urge to be useful to someone. I don’t want to be loved but I want to love. I don’t want to be sucked but I want to suck. I don’t want to slap but be slapped. It is one of those nights where I question if I am even worthy of any girl.

It is one of those nights when I want to cook for someone, when I want to make a drink for someone, when I want to be slapped for doing a bad job, when I want to be pinned down to the floor at her feet and feel the amazing feeling of being useful to my girl’s feet.

It is one of those nights when I want her to say that I belong to her, I am her property and she will do what she pleases to me. I want to be her dog and do whatever a real dog can do for her. Sit at her feet, play with her flip flops, walk on a leash. Yes, I will do all that and a lot more for her. Read more »

Her first cock!

The wife grew up in a small town as most of you already know by reading my other stories. This is a story of her first time touching a cock.

She grew up living right behind her aunt and older cousin. She and her cousin grew up playing on the farm together as normal kids would. He was a few years older than her, but she did not consider him a cousin he was more like a friend that she could talk to about almost anything. They would spend many nights on the swing set of their backyard just swinging and talking.

One particular night she asked him if he has ever masturbated and what was it like. Of course, he was a little shocked by his little cousin asking him that question, but he replied with a yes, he has many times. Curious why she asked but such a personal question, but he turned to her asking the same. She replied that she plays with herself almost every night.

He asked her if she has ever seen a guy’s cock before, she replied just in pictures. He stood up unzipping his pants and pulled out his cock in front of her. She was a little surprised by him doing that not knowing what to say. Read more »

Miss Hart

This happens after The First but before The Twin.

Andrew: Photographer at Large: Miss Hart
[See the other parts here.](https://www.reddit.com/user/JerryDunlop2/comments/rti8t3/the_order_of_things_for_andrew_photographer_at/)

It was Saturday morning and Andrew had been looking forward to this all week, last Saturday he had fucked Miss Hart’s friend Fleur who was also a life drawing model and today he was fucking Miss Hart, well he was about 99% sure he was, let’s say sure enough. He had tidied the house the night before and it was immaculate. He had also groomed himself, nearly exfoliated himself raw and trimmed his pubes which had somehow made his dick look even bigger. He bought some condoms just in case and made sure he had plenty of lube and paper towels beside the bed. He was nervous because last time he didn’t have time to be nervous, the adrenaline and pure fucking lust took over, plus he also liked Miss Hart as a person as well as finding her very physically attractive. The hair, the tits, the legs and of course the face. They hadn’t actually arranged a time, just that she would be there in the morning after she got up. Andrew had been up since 8am but it’s not like he didn’t have anything to do, there was always developing or printing to do as well as scanning and adding to his website. Serena was still loitering around the house even though Andrew told her what was most likely going to happen, she was going to go out with friends and spend her day at the mall anyway. She finally left and Andrew felt a little less anxious. He had been walking around with a semi in his pants all morning and wondered if he had time to rub one out before she arrived. He was just about to get down to business in his bedroom when he heard a *dring-dring* from outside. Read more »

Yes, you need to be owned.

Yes, you need to submit and be collared on a leash. You know it. You want it.

You need to be dragged on all fours like a bitch while I hold your leash and make you my perfect puppy.

You need to present yourself in the submissive posture on all fours while I belt your ass leaving the marks of my ownership on you.

You need to have your tits flogged till they have the crimson red texture, the one that I prefer on my property.

You need to have your nipples clamped with crocodile teeth and have its grip tightened until you realize that the only purpose you have is to serve your master.

You need to have your pussy locked up and denied any orgasm until I feel you are worthy enough to cum for me.

You need your butt plugged and the only time it will see the light of day is when I decide to give it a pounding it deserves.

You need to be edged while I finger fuck and bring you to edge of cumming and then I will make you beg, and if, and that’s a big if, I feel that you have been a good girl, I will make you cum by fucking the soul out of you. Read more »

Cabin Fever: The Next Morning

This is just the beginning…input welcome.

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It was well past midnight – hell, it was nearly 3 am if I’m honest – before we finally surrendered to sleep and even in sleep, we seemed very compatible. We were in the classic spoon position with my ass tucked firmly into your pelvis, your quads pressed into my hamstrings. You had one arm over me, my left boob resting in your warm palm. I barely remember the transition to sleep, your warm breath on my neck and the comforting skin contact acted like a tranquilizer to my sated body and mind and I slipped into the deepest sleep I can recall. I woke up pretty early – the dawn was just barely on the horizon so I was surprised to find myself alone in the bed. I rolled over and felt the remnants of your body heat so I knew you probably weren’t very far. I closed my eyes again…listening hard when I heard the door swing open. You were not only awake but fully dressed and dragging my suitcase into the room. “Oh good, you’re up!”, you said brightly flashing me a slightly shy smile. I felt a silly smile spread across my face involuntarily. I clearly had zero game around you but you seemed into me anyway. “Well, up is an overstatement”, I said stretching long and yawning. “What are you up to so early?”, I asked, still smiling at you. Read more »

On Lila’s Leash (femdom)(mind control)(humiliation)

Author’s Note: If you read my Obedient series, this is gonna be very similar. I wanted to try the concept out with different characters who have a different relationship dynamic. This story is pretty heavy on the humiliation side, so if that’s not something you’re interested in, consider yourself warned. Thank you for reading!

All I did was ask Lila what she was making for dinner. Looking back now, that was a mistake. She was sitting next to me on the couch and I was in the middle of a game. I pulled my headset down to ask her what she planned on making for dinner. Without saying anything, she got up went to the kitchen.

She was obviously pissed off, but I barely gave it a thought. Let her be mad. It’s how it had always been between us. I wore the pants in the relationship. I was the king of the castle. If I told her to go make dinner, I expected her to do it. Lila had never had a problem with it. I was under the impression that she wanted to be with a real man. I paid the bills so she didn’t have to work. All that I asked in return was that she cook, clean, and get down on her knees when I asked. Up until that night I thought we had a great thing going. She was a perfect, little housewife for me and an even better slut in bed. I couldn’t have asked for more. Read more »

Sure, you can enter. But clothes stay behind. Pt.4 [fm]

His precum was dripping down on my panties covered in my juices. And I needed to have a taste. He looked like a Greek God layed in front of me and I was ready to worship him. Our perfumes nosiatingly danced in the air and I was ready to add one more secent – sex. On all fours like a wild cat I joined him on the bed, never breaking the eye contact. Excitement bubbling over and turning my belly upside down. I couldn’t believe he was here. Naked and dripping precum. I craved a taste. He held my chin next to his hard manhood: “Cute. Now put your pretty lips on it!” He was so demanding and assured of what he wanted. Or of what I wanted? I swear he could read my mind. My mind screamed: “Yes daddy!” But words were futile. There was no time to play around. He has been waiting long enough. And I locked my lips around the tip of his penis. My head slowly sliding down. And he exclaimed a big silent moan. It echoed in my head. I joined in with satisfying mmm. Picked my head up and licked my lips: “You taste so good. But I think these are in the way.” He picked up my panties and inhaled. It was so primarl and kinky. And I couldn’t help myself. I kissed him. Uncontrolled and passionate kiss with my tongue deep down his throat. He had me by my throat and without hesitation he showed two fingers in me. Oh my God. He fingered me hard. And I went all soft in his muscular arms. Read more »

Most Popular Babysitter in the Neighbourhood [MF] [age gap] [OC]

A goddess on her knees, Carrie understood her true power, beauty, and purpose. Now, as a sense of mastery settled over her, she saw why some loved dominating others. – u/HCHolmesWrites
[https://myerotica.com/most-popular-babysitter-in-the-neighbourhood-1d5aebd2bc42](https://myerotica.com/most-popular-babysitter-in-the-neighbourhood-1d5aebd2bc42)