Category: Erotica

The slavegirl and the Auctioneer part 1 (BDSM) (Ms) (training) (auction)

The slavegirl and the Auctioneer Part 1

By Dmitiri Storm

Amanda woke up and stretched as much as her cage would allow. Her leash impeded her movement, but still she smiled. She was excited as she thought of the day ahead of her. Today was the day she had been looking forward to. Today was auction day.

Amanda had been owned by the auction house for about six months and was desperate to find a permanent owner. The auction house owned so many slaves that they were kept in cages stacked on top of each other in dark rooms. Food and water bowls were slid into each cage periodically, and each slave was only taken out for use, cleaning or training. Amanda was ready for so much more. Hopefully today she would be pleasing enough that a Master would buy her and take her home. Read more »

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The Female Doctor

After clocking in to begin my shift, I looked at my list of patients for today. My first patient was a young man with an erection problem. Once he got an erection, it would not go down, even after multiple orgasms. An interesting case. Of course, I didn’t believe him, and wanted to see this with my own eyes. I had him sit on the exam table and began to ask him some questions. I could tell he was nervous, and I explained to him in general terms what we would be doing.

I asked him to go behind the curtain, take off his clothes, and put on one of the gowns hanging up. “The gown can go both ways, so please put it on so that the front is open. Take off your shoes and socks as well. I plan to do a complete medical checkup since it’s been so long since your last.”

He reluctantly went behind the curtain and after a minute or two came out wearing the gown. He had the front tied tightly together. After he sat back down on the exam table, I went over and untied his gown. As I pulled the front open, he put his hands down over his penis. Read more »

Sprinkle for my Sundae

Some people say the best part of waking up is that first sip of coffee. The aroma of that little addictive bean that instantly heightens our senses and widens our eyes is almost unmatched. It’s almost unexplainable how the smell, the warmth, and taste instantly wakens us from a narcoleptic coma to a fully functional professional, generating error free TPS reports with the perfect cover sheet.

Others would say the best part of waking up is seeing the sun beaming in the window, kissing their cheek as if Sol, the Norske Sun Goddess herself, just so happen to stop by and wake your sorry ass up.

The pet lovers would argue that the best way to wake up is having Sparkles, the overweight Corgi, licking their face and slobbering her tongue freshly dipped in the Papa John’s garlic sauce they accidently left out in her four-inch reach the night prior.

I believed any one of these could be the best wake up until you entered my mind. Read more »

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Wanting him in charge. 1 of TBD [MF]

Fuck. It has to be after 7:00 already, I thought to myself as I hurried to my car. I could already envision the chaos of notifications on my phone. I had forgotten it after lunch, again. Where the hell has my mind been the couple of days? I could feel myself smirk like I didn’t know the answer to the question.

The weakness in my legs battling the surge of guilt I felt for standing up Mr. Tinder for the second time that we had made plans for a first date. He seemed nice enough I guess, he certainly checked most of the requisite boxes to be worth a shot. Actually single, employed, all of his teeth. Have my standards really fallen this far? Fucking 29.

A single text notification from Mr. Tinder. This should be good. “Are you ok? I waited at the door but you never showed. Call me when you can. – Brian”
Wasn’t as bad as I was expecting.

The 30 minute drive home seemed to fly by as my mind wandered in and out of flashbacks of what had happened after everyone else had left the office for the day. Fuck it was hot. I could feel the breath leave my chest as I let the moment consume me. Read more »

Last orders at the bar

The last orders bell rang out, and with it came one final surge of: two pints of fosters and a vodka lemonade please mate, oh, do you have a Chardonnay?

Feet throbbing and filled with the only too frequent hatred of people having fun the bar manager looked around the floor, counting drinks and people in an effort to work out a best-case scenario for closing time.

‘Boss, I, uh, sorry to be the one to tell you but a couple of the beers are pretty much out’.

Watching her best-case scenario rapidly become a worst-case scenario she walked around to the back of the bar to have a look.

Yep, three barrels need changing. Fuck.

At least the punters are starting to filter out, she thought to herself as another group of sixteen year old looking boys in suits and seemingly limitless credit cards filtered out into the night, howling at some hilarity or another.

‘Right, I need to head downstairs to swap out these barrels, are you alright to organise cleaning up here?’ she directed at M, her defacto right hand. Read more »

First swingers touch

He took my hand and all I could feel was how warm it is…he lead me to the room, his wife and my husband behind us. As soon as we stepped in and they closed the door he pulled me in and kissed me. Hard. His tongue exploring my mouth and my tongue meeting his. His hands on my lower back pulled me in and he pushed against me. With a smooth swift motion he turned me around and had his hands on my breasts. I could hear his breathing, rushed and hard in my neck. I opened my eyes and see my husband kissing his wife. At that very moment, I knew…. I want more. More of this. More. So much more.

(F) 41, just abit of fun

I was in a pub with my husband,
I was inside when i saw a boy I went out with when I was young, (bit of a boob grope and kisses back then) we went out to the garden to talk as it was to loud inside, we had some general chit chat and he told me that mine were the first boobs he touched, and joked he always wanted to see below,I was a little tipsy so I said then look, he stood like a lemon so I lifted my skirt I had no knickers on, I took him by his hand and pulled him behind the outside bar, told him to drop his trousers, he had a gorgeous cock. I leaned my bum against the stool grabbed his rock hard cock and pulled him in between my legs he then kissed me and pushed inside me, it felt so good, feeling him pushing in and out of me, especially dirty as my husband was inside the pub. It didn’t take long for me to cum, biting my lip as to not scream. His breathing changed and when he was about to cum I pulled him out of my pussy and dropped to my knees and let him cum in my mouth, I swollowed every drop. I then took his number gave him a kiss and went inside,

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Not Quite Alone on The Train [M/F Public] (my first post!)

Part 1 of 6:

Sitting on the train next to you. It’s a little bit late, a little bit boring and you’re a little bit asleep, Resting peacefully against my chest, my arm around you. Your hair smells like flowers right after a fresh rain. My other hand is resting on your leg, and my mind starts to wander. I slide my hand up under the hem of your skirt, lightly stroking the inside of your leg and you whisper “don’t. People will see”. I look around, and the car is mostly empty. Nobody in the rows across from us, nobody in the rows in front or behind us. I whisper back “nobody is watching” and slide my hand further up your leg. You sigh, and open your legs just a bit wider. My fingers graze the fabric of your panties – satin? Silk? I can’t tell, but I feel your lips swelling as I gently stroke them through the fabric.

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My hot wife and my daughter’s hotter friend part 7

Jess pulled down her dress, picked up her bag and went into candaces room. I walked down the hall to my bedroom with the biggest smile on my face. Jess made her intentions well known and with her and I both working on Sally she would eventually cave. 

Sally was in her bikini when I got to our room with Jess’ drenched panties in my hand.

Sally saw me grinning like an idiot and asked, “what are you smiling about?

I shut the door and said, “oh nothing, I just got a little present from Jess , that’s all”

Sally’s eyes were on fire with an intensity I hadn’t seen before.

“What did she give you… ? ” She asked.

I played coy, “oh its just something small you wouldn’t be interested at all”

Sally said, “tell me now. I want to know”

I dropped my shorts and took a page from her book and said, “get on your knees and I’ll tell you.”

She promptly walked over to me got on her knees and took me in her mouth. Read more »

Queue the music!

🎶🎶

I can’t stop this feeling

Deep inside of me

Boy, you just don’t realize

What you do to me

🎶🎶

This song comes on the radio as I’m driving and out of nowhere my mind with no conscious effort drifts to you. Yes you. It just feels right and I can’t believe before this moment, I haven’t realized where you play in my mind and dreams.

I find myself smiling and I’m slightly surprised that its your arms I think of to these words

🎶

when you hold me

In your arms so tight

You let me know

Everything’s alright

🎶

I start to rock it out in the car and sing at the top of my voice, I really don’t care who hears me. I’m feeling good, and really happy that these thoughts of you make me …. feel…feel good things that I haven’t felt for a while.

I imagine your arms around me from behind, your mouth on my neck and me shivering and pushing hard back up against you. Read more »

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