It was 3 o’clock in the morning, I couldn’t get to sleep. I poured myself a small glass of whiskey to help soothe my nerves for the upcoming day. I was being forced to go to summer camp. I was going there with around 20 of my classmates but I had my eyes on only one person, Jordan. I lay in my bed thinking of him as I slowly drifted to sleep. I woke up in what seemed to be nowhere. “I must be lucid dreaming” I thought to myself, “which means I can” a smile lit up on my face “do whatever I want” in a blink of an eye I found myself in a dimly lit cabin, there was a king sized bed, a small wooden table and a chair. Sitting on the chair I found a big, muscular man sitting there. “Jordan?” I asked softly. He turned around and replied in a deep voice. He spoke with a soft but firm tone in his voice, he turned to me and said “I’m horny and you are the only person around here.” I was taken aback by this unexpected but amusing sentence? “Y-you are?” I whispered. “Yes” He growled. He grabbed my ass and threw me on the bed in what seemed to be an effortless motion. He tore his shirt off, underneath was bulging abs, like steel, forged in god’s perfect image. He tore off my pants in a quick motion where I lay motionless without anything covering me, I wasn’t the greatest size but surely neither was he, could you get any more perfect then him? He tore off his pants and out came a fully erect 9 inch monster. It stood tall like a soldier and was as bulky and veiny as a bodybuilder, he flipped me over in a quick and rough movement. “Please be gentle” I said shakely. “I will do whatever I want and you will do what I say” Jordan said with a harsh tone” As he slid his dick in my ass I felt a warm sensation, then he went all the way in and what felt like I had broken a thousand bones at once hit me. I screamed into the pillow as he pulled in and out of my dry anus. I started bleeding profusely but he used it as a lubricant to slide into my tight hole even more. As he slid himself in and out of me even faster I felt myself begging for more but wanting it to end at the same time. I woke up breathing heavily, “Oh no” I thought. “I’ve had a wet dream” There was jizz covering my bed sheets, my boxers and some had even landed on my pillow, I had somehow produced almost a full bucket’s worth of semen. I lay there in my jizz stained boxers, crying about how much I wanted to be with Jordan. “That’s it,” I whispered. “I will try to seduce Jordan on the trip, I just hope we get the same room”
Category: eroticliterature
Teasing fantasy
I love being blind folded. The thought of someone tying me up, blindfolding me, and just.. touching me makes me wet. I also love the fantasy of getting kidnapped and raped. (The FANTASY of it, the reality of it would traumatize me for life, because I’ve already been assaulted, that being said…)
I want someone to scoop me off the street and blindfold me, maybe stuff me in a van and take me to some motel in the middle of nowhere. He would shove me on the bed and bind my arms up by the bedpost. I would tremble and whine and try my best to back away from him, but he would roughly hold me in place, legs forced open.
He would pull off my leggings, revealing the fact I don’t wear panties, and the fact that while I’m terrified, I am very very turned on. He would then bunch up my shirt over my head, revealing my large, heaving chest. He would slice the thin part of fabric between the cups, my black bra falling off my breasts, hard nipples exposed. I would squeal in fear and lust, my traitorous nipples desperate to be pinched and licked and sucked.
[A4A] Naked Gun Tanya Peters
There’s a trans character in the 1994 American comedy Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult, and the film reveals her trans status in a scene clearly meant as a parody of 1992′s The Crying Game, down to the set dressing. As trans woman Tanya (Anna Nicole Smith) undresses in front of Frank (Leslie Nielsen), we switch from Frank’s eyeline to one that shows him in profile and casts her out of frame. Only her shadow remains.
It is, effectively, her shadow with which he interacts next.
Her penis outs her to Frank and to the audience. Frank bolts from the scene, and Tanya, who did at least have some appearances and lines in the film up to this point, is now gone. She will not appear in the film again. Unlike the other two villains, who are killed, she is defeated merely by the existence of her genitalia.
Daughters ands daddies (real story)
So to give you context, I am a 24-year-old woman, since I was a child I had a friend my age, we became best friends and eventually we began to like each other, currently we are girlfriends, our friends know and accept it but our families still believe that we are just good friends.
This happened on a weekend trip a month ago, to celebrate our graduation as engineers, we went to the beach, we went with my dad and her dad, of course we were pretending to be just friends, but on Saturday they went out to a play and we were alone in the house, the house we rented had a private pool, so my girlfriend and I decided to open some beers and enjoy ourselves in the pool.
Confessions of a Kinky Wife #1 [M/F] “Something about fine wines”
My name is Alycia, I’m 33, married (Bored) I’m short, petite and blonde (Bottle) these are my confessions of sorts, of all the slutty things I’ve done (Still do) which my husband (Boring with a tiny cock) does not know about.
My first confession is pretty standard fair I guess, nothing that would shock anyone, but gets me hot still even thinking about it. I absolutely have an older man fetish, Dilf’s and Silver fox’s make my pussy throb and plenty lubed.
Dan was one of the first people I met when I started my new job about 7 years ago now, he was 56, mostly grey but with a sexy smile and a pervert, I had just started dating my now husband then and I was trying to be a good girl, but Dan was very persistent, a pinch on my ass in the elevator, rub his cock on my back through his pants standing behind me in my cube, for months he had been trying to get me to his house for “happy hour” with a few other of are co-workers, I finally relented, and after work on a Friday I drove to his house from work, when I got there, there was 5 other people already there, Dan was poking the fire he had started in the pit, I noticed that his tight Levi’s he was wearing outlined his bulge, it appeared that Dan had a decent cock, and I continued to catch my self staring at over the next few hours.
The Mistress Spies upon The Master
(Maid and her Master, only this time the Mistress tags along. Im enjoying my developing sotryline and ofcourse its fun to write ;p )
The mistress was crying again, howling cries muffled by her pillow, as she lay on their four posters alone once again. Hadn’t she portrayed the perfect wife tonight? She had smiled, chattered nonsense and retained the most perfect countenance even when presented with a topic she knew nothing about. However hard she tried her husband would always shake his head in disapproval, retaining any misconduct, so to throw them into an argument upon their return, giving him reason to be angry.
She sniffed, wiping her eyes of their damp residue and turned in her heavy gown, it crackled underneath her as though it too longed to break away from her body. Standing up she gazed at her doe eyed reflection in the long looking glass. The light of the gas lamps smothered her in a burnt, orange glow which defined her red eyes and nose even further. She sighed taking hold of the intricate ribbons tied at her back and pulled non too gently, practically ripping them from their holes, tearing the dress from her body over her head. She was stood in her cream slip, the silk caressing her body giving her a better shape than that of the dress, which focused too strongly upon her flat chest.
Made my boyfriend cum while flying Jet Blue [F23][OC]
The plane picked its way around the tarmac until it straightened itself in front of a long empty strip. The engines screamed as the plane built up speed before Arn and Becky’s inner ears informed them that they were rapidly gaining altitude. Since first class was largely empty, after a delicious meal service and another round of drinks, they found themselves quite alone. Only another couple was in their section, seated a few rows in front and to the side busied themselves watching sitcoms.
Becky squished her body against the seat so she could better hold her boyfriend’s hand. She squeezed it and felt so happy and at ease. The flight was just under three hours and they were cruising. As Becky’s hand sat in her man’s lap, she noticed he was becoming aroused. Pretending not to notice, Becky rested her hand on Arn’s bulge. It had been weeks since she had last gotten to hold his cock and she was eager to have access to her favorite toy.
Arn was getting noticeably uncomfortable as his erection pressed against his clothes. Becky was enjoying the small torture. She had spent so many nights rubbing her clitoris, alone in her bed, and dreaming of her man’s touch.
My Sexual Family [Mommy-Dom] [Age Gap] [M/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy] [Loving] Chapter 2 – “Feeling at Home”
[Link to the opening Chapter 1, click here.](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pg30vn/my_sexual_family_incest_ms_mommydom_gentledom/)
**My Sexual Family** [Mommy-Dom] [M/s] [Mother and Son] [Gentle-Dom] [Incest] [Cum for Mommy]
**Chapter 2**: Feeling at Home.
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The days after my Mom and I were in the bathtub together, and she gave me such an incredible handjob, were so strange to say the least. I had trouble falling asleep that night. Thoughts were overflowing in my head like a pot of boiling water that had reached the brim.
I went to my college classes like normal the next day, trying my best to pay attention… but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I was so distracted.
I didn’t know if this was life changing, or if this was just a one off thing. I didn’t know if I was supposed to feel happy, or neutral, or even disgusted. That’s when the negative thoughts started to come. You’re *not* supposed to do this with your family, let alone your own mother. You should be looking for and dating girls your own age, I thought. I scoured the internet looking for people with similar situations; people who could prescribe me with the thoughts on how to feel. But it was sparse, apart from fantasy websites, and I felt alone.
Noelle’s Nipples – A Forced Orgasm Story – [Mf]
Noelle had moved into my apartment after a falling out with her sorority. I’d known her for some time as she had dated a friend of mine for nearly a year, though they had broken up after freshman year and I had fallen out with him. She and I had stayed friends and the third room’s occupant had moved in with her boyfriend and was looking to sublease.
Noelle was, and still is, very hot. This was a few years back. She’s tall, almost 5’11, and these days you would not hesitate in the slightest to call her a milf. You’d be shocked to learn that she was 40. Back then, I would have just called her statuesque. Fit from sports, long blond hair, beautiful face with lovely deep blue eyes. I know there are a lot of stereotypes about sorority girls and sometimes they are apt. I’ve met my share of slutty, mean, sorority bimbos. But I don’t think most are that way and Noelle wasn’t. At least, not the mean bimbo part. She was always kind and sweet and friendly.
My(M) Pre-Birthday Gift from a MILF(F) who had become my slut Part 3
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pfprq2/mym_prebirthday_gift_from_a_milff_who_had_become/)
This married 40-year-old woman who seemed like a homely woman who obeys her husband and looks after her children. And here she was, on her knees sucking a 26-year-old boy’s hard dick who she knew had impregnated another woman in her building and made her eat non-veg and drink alcohol for the first time.
Here she was asking to be used, abused and humiliated by him like a whore. This was the line that blurred between love, lust and total devotion. I was not going to deny her wishes. I held her head as she sucked me, took my cock out of her mouth. I looked at her eyes, which had some tears from choking on my dick that had smudged her kajal. Her lips were wet and mouth seemed hungry. Her skin was flawless, her cheeks looked so delicate, not like a whore’s. She needed to be careful what she wished for.
I held her head straight as looked up at me like a puppy and I slapped her hard.