Author’s note: This is a sneak peek at a new project I’m going to be working on. If you’ve read the start of my other series Rings of Reshaping, don’t worry I do have more written and even more planned but just had some issues, but I’ll explain that when I get the next chapter posted soon.
Back to this sneak peek, it’s unpolished and unedited as well as written on my phone. The idea had been brewing in the back of my mind for a day or two when I started the drive home from a vacation I’d been on. This scene completely consumed my thoughts while driving to the point I had to turn off the audiobook I was listening to since I wasn’t even hearing it. Finally after over an hour of thinking about nothing else I was forced to pull over onto a highway rest stop to get it written down and out of my head. Luckily it is for situations just like this one that I keep a folding bluetooth keyboard on me at all times whenever I leave the house. Since this wanted out of my head so badly I thought I might as well share it.
Also a couple things have been deliberately either omitted or slightly changed from what will be the final version. This was done to remove some context of what this scene means for the larger plot because I don’t want to give it away. Probably doesn’t need to be said but all characters are 18+, specific ages will be given in the full project.
Category: Erotica
Cutie with a booty, can’t sleep
Dull air noises wafted through out the dark cold room, silently Rick and Morty played over the television screen, illuminating the almost empty room, but only almost, if not for two souls, half asleep the first, the other, sprawled out a curled mess of a young beautiful girl, wrapped up in a mans thick burly hairy arms as she’s strapped in for the night, tossing n turning, all but figuratively as her mind reams back and forth between thought and thought, incapable of achieving sleep, she lightly brushes her finger tips down the width of his wrist and up his forearm tracing along his muscles, & back down to fold her hands into his, locked together, he murmurs, an inaudible mumble, as he hugs her tight and leans his lap into her ass “..!” Tightly pressed up into her she can feel, his throbbing rod, piercing up through his black running shorts, and darting it’s long phalic measure into her backside, relenting to lower needs and curiosity, she bends her knees, and makes her way to slide her barely clothed warm, soft ass up and down on his engorged piercing shaft, this motion startled him, enough so, in moments near wide awake, from fast asleep, as she suddenly goes stiff, “playing dumb + asleep” as he runs his coarse hands up and down her, going either directions, as they familiarized themselves with her in the dark, lll lit room, his left hand, groping her fat full breast, two finger tips, trapping a delicate sensitive nipple between their harsh pinch, as she whimpers lightly to that trapping sensation her sensitive areolas were being subjected too, he whispers a humming moan of “hmmm” over her ear, before her reaction can even leave her lips her legs melt as the rough palm of his hand, leaves shocks down her thighs and legs as it caresses her smooth skin, and parts her legs enough to undo the crofted patch of her shorts, that ran up her slit, caught between her slowly moistening lips and leans a finger along her gleaming pink wet opening, his thumb pressed tight only against her clit as she squirms feeling the first finger venture, dare to delve deeper in her wet hole, knowing he owns it, it’s his, she drops her head back leaning into his chest, as his arms wrapped around her horny hot, burning body, she welled up with anticipation, with a quick forceful grip of his left hand leaving her tits an closing, closely around her throat, she bellows through the closing air way a soft moan as her wet cunt is filled by his long index finger and her sticky little button is being circumferenced and teased by his shallow fat thumb, she rips into the neatly wafted bedding as it flows over the side of the bed, gripping her arms about his, digging in her nails, an curling her toes, her melodic orgasms, filling the dark enclosed room, lifting her up, and sitting her up on her ass, red faced shy, dirty and wet! Throwing a leg over her, he climbs atop her, mustering his strength in his groggy just awakened state, and over powers her, lying her back down as she submits to him, kissing along her collar bone and neck softly leaving butterflies in her stomach with every torturous slow kiss along her skin, arching and edging his way down her chest, warm feelings tightening up in both of their chest, as he closes his mouth around her right breast and circling his tongue around her pink little areola, she begins a trembling moan, and as instantaneously as he started, he stopped, to her much, a grin, he smiled and laughed heartily, and kissed her soft lips; then continued to descend her, skipping past her stomach
Me n My Neighbors Pt3 (MFF) (FemDom)
I was honestly in shock from all that just happened. But there I was lying on the floor, tied to a chair while my face was covered by Ms.Cains hairy pususy. Forcing me to make her cum
Ms.Maira: “Now Dorothy, he’s just a boy, don’t go too hard on him.”
Ms.Cain: “Smh you had your way with him sucking his cock behind that shed.”
Ms.Maria: “True but he is a delicious young one~”
I was in utter confusion. Was this normal? Perhaps I wasn’t the only one that had to go through this. Were there others like me?
Me: “Mfmghmf.”
Ms.Maria: “Dorothy get off of him, give him some air.”
Ms.Cain: “Fine fine but I’ll have more time to have my way with him..”
Me: “FINALLY ARE YOU CRAZY YOU BASICALLY RAPED ME?!!?.”
Ms.Maria: “Calm down Jon i know she can be a bit…Cruel sometimes but it’s only fair. I sucked your dick and she wanted you so give her a break”
Me: “Just untie me”
Ms.Cain: “Well we can’t let that happen. Now that you know our little secret we can’t let you tell anybody”
A Teacher’s Secret
There is always something alluring with the idea of an authoritative figure taking an advantage of someone in their care, forbidden as it may; it’s almost innate in our instinct to submit to someone that holds greater power over us. The structure of that hierarchy persists since the beginning of mankind, when we are but savages in caves…But what happens when the weak fights back? Instead of being taken an advantage of, you are the one that’s brave enough to take what you have always craved…The affection of your beloved teacher, the one who is always there to guide you on your path from a young girl to a fully blossomed woman, full of patience, who believed in you even more than your own family…How could you resist?
I should have foreseen the signs, the way you pinned out intimate details of my dating life under the guise of understanding what an University social life could like. As always, you were so clever in the way you did it, edging into very personal things, then back out into discussions of course selection whenever the conversation seems to be too much for me to take, who the good professors were and other safe subjects to hide away your interest. Hinting at the idea of a romance with someone much older than you, as in your own words, a more mature age that knows how to handle a young woman properly, especially in the bedroom…That should have been the first sign, and the way you have put your hand on my right arm should have been the second.
Sucking her bf’s dad’s balls
A friend wrote this for me based on my slutty confession posts, and from her perspective…
I quickly padded from Jay and I’s bedroom where he slept soundly and I figured I would find a cure to my boredom. I grinned at the man who had been slowly becoming my dirty secret and pulled off my worn, black t-shirt as I walked towards him in the living room. Underneath it was the lingerie he had me buy. I wasn’t used to wearing lingerie but it emboldened me and made me feel so sexy and unstoppable. The lacy black bra cupped my tits in perfect circles and the cheeky matching underwear let my ass be exposed while framing my small curves. He raked his eyes slowly over me, I could feel his gaze on me like wax melting over every inch he viewed.
“I see my money was well spent, just like it was well earned,” he said in approval. I chuckled and slowly sat to straddle his lap. Tonight he wore just his gray sweats that he knew made me have to fight to avoid looking at him around the family. He never wore underwear with those sweats so I could always see his thick bulge even when he was soft. Cheekily, I squirmed and scooted a bit on his lap to “get comfortable” which made him groan and roll his eyes.
Lexi [mind control] [consensual] [femdom] [F/f] [exhibitionism] [public]
*Hi! Long time since I posted here, but I thought I’d update you with another chapter of my Override series ❤️*
*This is posted on my site along with the other chapters (and other stories) at [kiterose.com](https://kiterose.com/stories/series/override/3_lexi-part-1/): if you love it please consider reading more there!*
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Violet curled her legs up onto the big armchair and sipped from the big mug she held in both hands. She had a window seat in one of the chain coffee shops overlooking the city’s busiest tourist square. Hundreds of people, mostly visitors, milled around in the summer heat below her: taking pictures, buying street food and planning the rest of their day.
She wasn’t interested in the tourists, though. Violet was carefully watching over the client of hers who was making her own way through the crowds. Only if you were paying a lot of attention would you notice that she wasn’t actually going anywhere: in fact, she’d been walking pretty much the same circuitous route around the square for the half hour since her override had started.
Reporter’s dilemma part 05
Brad grunted, the hot wetness around his cock was superb, sliding up and down. Caroline had never been so enthusiastic.
Brad had eagerly come home for lunch after Caroline’s hot, lusty invitation. He’d barely gotten the door closed before she greeted him, totally nude and with a bright smile. He eyed her charms, his cock was already half-hard. The sight of her sexy form, five foot seven, 130 pounds, shoulder-length golden honey color hair, jade green eyes, her firm, upright breasts. Nice, grapefruit-sized mounds, he saw her nipples stiff and hard with excitement, her tummy was flat, her hips had a sexy curve, sleek, full legs, took him up to eager, rock hardness.
Caroline’s eyes glowed as she reached down, cupping his crotch as she unzipped him. His pants and boxers dropped, and she had his hard, horny length in her hands.
She purred, “Gonna suck you, sweetheart, gonna blow your cock real good, I want my mouth filled, I wanted my tonsils painted white, baby!”
Summoning Something From Beyond [Pt.2][longer multi-part story][rape][tentacles]
Part 1 can be found: [HERE](https://reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n20n0j/summoning_something_from_beyond_pt1longer/)
As the remains of the binding circle flicker and fade, the mind flayer steps forward. No longer constrained in power or abilities, the strength he wields surges through the room like a tidal wave ahead of him. Samantha can feel his mental powers plumb her to her depths and pass through her as he evaluates his surroundings. In quick flashes, She’s shown details from her memory.
*The binding of the imps, enough to tie them to her mind, but not ever fully under her control*
*The summoning spell that they “found” for her, only partially translated*
*The book of arcane spells conveniently knocked to the floor during the summoning ritual*
The room vibrates with his deep laughter as he forces Samantha to relive some of the critical moments that drew her to her current position. Exposing clearly that the imps had set these events in motion, a ruse to subjugate her.
“**COME**.” He commands. Was he demanding that she orgasm again from aphrodisiac washing through her? That she move to him? She feels a deep pull to do both. Was the command even directed to her?
How I lost my virginity (MTM/Gay)
This Story is about how I got fucked by my friend in 12th class.
When I was in 12th class, I had a close friend called Rahul. Things that we both liked were porn and video games. We used to spend hours and hours in weekends playing games. Since we both were good students, our folks didn’t mind. In truth, we spent more time watching video games rather than playing porn.
I loved watching porn,but more often, I would imagine myself, as the female lead while mastrubating. But I never really told this to Rahul, because I didn’t want him to make fun of me or worse feel grossed. We often stroke each other to make it more often. Whenever he was moaning, my heart usually skipped a beat. Things were going like this and one day it all changed.
Passion in Point Pleasant [Mothman]
It was June 1967, and I was hitchhiking through Appalachia. I had dropped out of college, not knowing what to do with my life, and had decided see the country before being tied down with a job and family. It was the summer of love, and little did I know at the time how accurate that name would be.
I was about four miles away from Point Pleasant West Virginia, and it was beginning to get dark. The woods on either side of the road or dark and foreboding, and I felt a sense of unease as I walked down the blacktop towards the sleepy town. It had been a long day, my legs were tired, my feet hurt, and I was desperate for something to drink and eat. I knew that I would soon be at my destination for the evening and so I trudged forward determined to make it before the restaurants in town closed. I looked into the sky and saw that the moon was beginning to rise over the horizon. It was full, and I knew that even if I didn’t make it into town by nightfall I would still be able to see by the light of the Moon.