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Payback for a Little Brat [mf][dom/sub dynamics]

*A few hours ago*

“I want to see,” he said. With the black blindfold covering his striking blue eyes, he tried to guess where that little brat was.

He felt her cradle his face in her hands, then her nose touched his nose. *She was so close.* He could smell her fragrance. Then her defiant voice. “No.” She avoided his lips and planted soft kisses on his earlobe, then down his jawline.

“Ugh,” he grunted and breathed out. He flexed his cuffed hands behind him. Now she was kissing down his pecs, her small hands roaming over his toned torso. His hard cock stood straight up, throbbing for attention.

Then she slid away, and now her hands were on his thighs. She gave his thigh a mischievous bite. A low growl came from his throat when she lightly traced a finger down his shaft.

“Does he want a kiss?” She asked smugly, knowing the effects she was having on him.

“Yes,” he said.

She pressed her full lips against his cock and he moaned. Then she licked it, running her little tongue ring back and forth across the underside of his sensitive tip. “Fuck!” He uttered. Read more »

Johnny’s Mother, part 1 (incest)

Shelly, 38 years old with a body newly burnished from cycling and yoga, has been hanging around the house more and more with no clothes on. At most, a silk bathrobe, yellow and painted with blue, vaguely East Asian temple-like structures, hangs off her shoulders. She ties it when someone’s at the door, a deliveryman or her neighbor Trish, but otherwise it hangs open and anyone could see her strong body, her muscular legs, her breasts. Anyone, she says to herself, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror in the hallway, the brown hair on her cunt spreading like a tea stain halfway up to her belly button, anyone could see her nakedness.

She is of a mind to make that happen, with her husband long dead, having left her with the password to his Bitcoin wallet, which held a couple hundred of the nearly worthless cryptocurrency he’d bought as a joke in 2012 when the Mayan Apocalypse was supposed to happen, and then forgot about. But he left the password to his wallet with Shelly among the other papers about his life insurance and so on, a lot of assets that looked pathetic compared to the bitcoin which was now worth 20 million dollars or something. Read more »

The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded [MF] [Part 2]

[*Link to Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mpba8h/the_secondfloor_windows_lit_and_the_firstfloor/)

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# The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded

**Part 2**

^(By Meade Gunn)

Jake was staring down a screaming barrel of death. Whenever Roselyn had wanted some action in the last few months, she’d been turning on a red lightbulb in her room to summon him. An ideal arrangement to have with the girl next door. Tonight however, he’d been drawn like a moth to the flame by her father, who’d used their signal as a trap and surprised him with his shotgun.

“Now you listen. Both ears.” Roselyn’s father said, cocking his shotgun once more and sending an unspent shell flying. “You’re going to climb right back out that fucking window you came in through or Roselyn won’t need no special lightbulb to see red in her. You fucking understand me?”

For once in his life, Jake formed words under distress. “Yes, sir.”

“Git!” He said, charging forward with his shotgun. Read more »

Makeup threesome [MFM] [voyeur]

– Would you mind if she spent the night, man?

I didn’t expect that. Five days into our trip across Europe, Jimmy and Lindsay had a big fight last night and just made up this morning. Last year in high school does that to you. All of us being between 18 and 19, an unknown road in front of us, relationships coming into adulthood…

Lindsay and I had a bit of history, if you can call it so ; she was into me, being flirty, making openly sexual allusions, but being young, dumb and shy, I missed my cue and she found comfort in Jimmy’s arms. It was cool. We all had been friends for six years now, they were good together… I was sincerely happy to see them go quickly over yesterday’s ugly fight. Now, two days before flying home, last leg of the trip, two same sex students bunking in each hotel room, they didn’t want to be apart and I could hardly say no. Lindsay comically looked at me from under his arm, mimicking “please” puppy eyes.

– Yeah, sure guys, no problem! Just behave, right?

– We’ll keep it quiet, promise. Read more »

The Teacher’s Sub [Lesb] [Ff] [Teen] [Age Gap] [Spank] [Oral] [Teacher/Student]

**The following story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older.**

**All characters are 18+**

# The Teacher’s Sub

Madison James was exceptionally beautiful. I could stare at the pretty teenager all day and never get bored. There was just something about her that lured you in. Actually, it wasn’t something. It was everything. It was her wavy, golden-brown hair that flowed down to her perky young breasts. It was her sun kissed skin, tanned to perfection, as smooth as marble. It was her freckles, spread evenly across her dimpled cheeks underneath her eyes. Those eyes. Oh, god, those eyes. Those enchanting, brown orbs of heaven. It was impossible to not get lost in them. If I’ve done even a half-decent job at describing Madison, then you’re already watering at the mouth.

Of course, it helped that she was exactly my type. Petite, perky, and utterly adorable. I’ve always had a large stature, but I especially towered over little Madison and I loved it. Read more »

The stranger

The hotel bar is dimly lit, with walnut stained paneling extending from floor to ceiling, the bar running the length of the room. It’s busy, and there isn’t much room, but I had a shit day and desperately need a drink to settle my nerves before I meet this date. so I squeeze in between two men to order, the one on my left has his back to me, the one on my right I notice is gorgeous.

Dark tossled curls, hazel eyes, and nursing a tumbler of amber liquid. My thigh brushes his as I place my order, and although I try not to stare, I bravely take another peek. Our eyes lock and the intensity in them makes my panties instantly dampen as I inhale a quick breathe. Completely mesmerized I cannot seem to look away, even as the bartender tries to hand me my drink and card. I finally manage to break his hold as I distractedly sign and return my card to my tiny purse. Read more »

The Gyno Appointment [MF] [Fiction] [Doctor/Patient]

“How are you today, Miss Andrews?” comes Dr. Stewart’s deep voice as he enters the room.

“Nervous,” Ana says with an awkward chuckle, immediately mentally facepalming at the instant fail at ‘playing it cool.’ The sight of the Doctor had caught her off guard. She hadn’t been expecting a man at all, much less one as attractive as *this.* “It’s just… it’s my first time,” she explains hesitantly.

“I see that,” he says musingly, eyeing a clipboard that seems to contain her medical notes.

He’s barely looked in her direction since he entered, and Ana sort of wishes he would hurry it along so she could get the whole ‘a stranger is staring at my naked vagina’ ordeal over and done with already.

He turns to the sink, tugging up his sleeves to wash his hands. “Any concerns or is this just a routine checkup?” he asks, shutting off the water again.

She shifts in her seat. “Just routine,” she says as he dries off. “I, uh… can be a bit of a health nut,” she adds, giving another chuckle. Read more »

You’re Going to Let Me Love You [MF] [D/s] [affectionate dominance] [oral] [romantic]

This happened almost a year ago. There’s a bit of backstory before it gets intimate, but I think it’s important to capture the “wholesome” theme for the challenge this story was written for. Gentle feedback welcome. Please no judgement on our dynamic. It’s consensual.

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I was having a lot of self-confidence issues, especially since my husband and I were talking about opening up our marriage to look for women so I could explore my bisexuality, and fulfill some of our joint fantasies if possible. I couldn’t help comparing myself to the girls with the small perky tits that kept popping up on my FetLife feed. Meanwhile, my 34 J’s felt like an unsexy burden. It seemed like all the girls my husband followed were petite and small. My body has always been curvy and at the time I didn’t really feel confident in it. *(Note, a lot has changed in a year and I feel a lot more comfortable in my skin now – thanks to my husband, FetLife friends, and most importantly adopting a healthy lifestyle and working towards my body goals).* Read more »

Waiting For You [Dreams][Masturbating]

My dreams were erotic. Skin, bodies, fucking, touching. I woke with a start in my bed, immediately feeling the sweet wetness of my pussy which was awakened by my dreams. I reached out for you, but you were not there. I realized it was still night, although very early in the morning. You hadn’t come to bed.

Your loss, I thought to myself as I settled back into my bed. My aching pussy couldn’t be bothered to wait for an orgasm now. My legs were quickly spread open, and my fingers pushed against my slick pink folds. It seemed like ages since I’d cum, when in truth it was just the day before. Slowly I worked my finger in, pushing it in and out, wiggling it deep inside my pussy, then sliding back out to stroke that cunt honey over my little clit. Legs open wider as I become frantic with my attentions. Fucking my fingers in harder, deeper. Sliding my fingers up and down the length of my pussy. Rubbing my clit so hard and fast that I can hardly stand it. All the while my slit making the noises of a dirty wet fuck. I could smell it… that musky scent of my cunt honey. It always drives me crazy and this was no exception. Read more »