Embrace of the Goddess Part 4 [FF] [BDSM] [Fantasy]

**Chapter 4: Hunger**

**Iriel**

“You can’t be serious.”

“Of course I am.” Iriel signed the mandate and passed it to Kasha. The pudgy dwarven woman held it in disbelief.

“All of them?” asked the headmistress.

“All of them.”

“High Priestess, after having three extreme cases of debauchery—”

“They were not extreme.”

Kasha froze, looking up from the mandate, her fingers like trembling sausages. “Your Eminence?

“They were cases of debauchery, but they were not extreme. Who told you they were extreme?”

“I read the reports …”

Iriel sighed, tapping her thick and curving claws into the desk. They were disguised as fingers, but they still gave off the sharp tapping of claws. No one had asked her about the sound except for Orilana, and she dodged that artfully enough.

“They were girls. Girls experiment. You may be asexual, but the more … advanced races have long accepted sexuality as part of life. It’s healthy. Normal.”

“But Azora forbids it. The acolytes take vows of -”

A Piece Written at my Command by my slave. “What Master Deserves” (gay, bdsm)

he was comfort. Not his own, but Master’s. he was one of two slaves that was always by Master’s Side. He attended to Master’s Physical Comfort; ensuring that Master was never too hot, too cold, too tense, without a fitting place to rest or recline, free of any aches or pains, and other things of that nature. Like the other two comfort’s tasks could not be listed precisely as they were dictated by Master’s Needs, but they were limited to Master’s Comfort, for that is what he was, comfort.
Also like the other two, he bedded on the floor of Master’s Personal Chambers. comfort didn’t sleep much, for his duty was important even when Master was asleep. Between brief two or three hour naps, comfort kept careful attention to everything that happened in Master’s Room. comfort could not allow aAMaster’s Chambers to become too hot to two cold, had to ensure that, regardless of Master’s Movements in his sleep, His bedding did not shift. The rate of Master’s Breathing, if changed could be a sign that he needed comfort to act to address some change in the room before Master awoke due to some discomfort. It was while he stood his nighttime vigil that comfort ate. There was always food in Master’s Chambers for comfort and the other two, and comfort did not have much time to eat during the day. comfort’s duty was more important, and took all of comfort’s focus when Master was awake
When Master awoke at the appointed time in the mornings, comfort’s duty did not shift or waver, but became more important. comfort ensured Master’s Feet never needed to touch the floor and Master never needed to walk about his home unclothed. comfort had soft, warm shoes ready for Master’s Feet, and a clean, luxurious robe for Master’s Body. comfort adorned Master with these things. comfort ensured that Master’s Bath was ready with water of Master’s Preferred Temperature, and while comfort was present to add warm or cold water, if necessary, to adjust the temperature, he did not bathe Master, that was another’s job. Master did not need to dry Himself off, for comfort was always there with a clean, warmed towel. comfort also dressed Master. comfort’s duty was to know what Master wanted to wear and to adorn him.
comfort never left Master. Wherever Master was, there was comfort. At meal times comfort fanned Master, or provided himself as a place for Master to rest his feet, if the temperature was fair. If Master required it, comfort would massage Master. Master never needed to ask. comfort had learned the subtle signs and tensions that told him when Master needed him, and how Master needed him. Most of Master’s day comfort was merely present, paying close attention to Master, Master’s Posture, Master’s Muscle Tensions, how Master walked, how Master ate, comfort was ever vigilant for any sign of discomfort. Whenever comfort followed Master into a new room, comfort broadened his focus to the new surroundings. Would the windows be drafty? Would the floor cause Master’s Feet to ache? Was there appropriate furniture should Master want to sit or recline? All of these comfort needed to know so comfort could anticipate Master’s Needs. comfort had become good at his duty and enjoyed it, as did all three of them.
When Master desired to retire to His Bed, comfort ensured that the bed was made correctly; that nothing was out of place. Often, comfort was on hand to clean and refresh the bed after Master indulged in one of the others. comfort was never jealous of that one of the others. That duty was merely not comfort’s duty. comfort had only to ignore the noises Master and that one of the others made. comfort could tell when Master was nearly finished with that one of the others, and ensured a bath and towel were ready for Master. While Master bathed, comfort fixed the bed for the night.

M/S

I want to have a sexual relationship with my mom.We never talked about it or anything related to sex.We have a good son-mom relation as parent-kid but I am very attracted to her,shes a milf milf…Any advice on how to aproach her??

Fanfic about Jane Douglas.

Hi all, the below is an exert from my fan fiction about Jane Douglas. I don’t know where else to post, so open to suggestions and feedback. There is more to this story if you’re interested.

A THIRSTY NERD

The stall door closed. Jane bolted it shut. My hands slid down the fabric of her silky dress to grip her perky bum. My cock responded eagerly to the sensation of her lower belly pressing against it and twitched with pleasure.

Evidently feeling this, Jane slid her hand down to meet it, grasping and rubbing my hard-on through my jeans.

Obligingly, I slid my hand down between her thighs. Her crotch felt hot through the cloth of her dress and as I worked my way past the silk and past the lace of her knickers my fingers were met with the smooth mound of her vulva.

Jane let out a breathy moan, which I took as consent to go further. I parted her mound with two fingers and discovered a wonderful wet world of pleasure. Her warm juices coated my fingers as I slid them up and down her naughty gash. I could feel her clit bulging with pleasure and her sweet breath filled my mouth as she tried to stifle a moan.

Enki’s Puzzle Chapter 4 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 9. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

Previous chapters:

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/la43a4/enkis_puzzle_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m3iy24/enkis_puzzle_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnii9j/enkis_puzzle_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/)

Just to be sure, Nick spent another lovely day with his mother, got his father out of the house with Alyson and Chris, and made his move in the basement again. Just like the today before today, it was a magical hour or so of making out. As they locked lips, he thought it wouldn’t be so bad if he had to kiss her every day for the rest of his life to break each day’s loop. But the next day was Sunday again. It seemed kissing her only worked the one time. Its loop-breaking magic had vanished.

My GF and her daring (Part 2)

Well, I am back with another revelation about our crazy kinks.

So we went to a friend wedding for a few days in different city. We were all excited for a personal time with little restrictions as all the friends were given separate accommodation. My GF has a huge kink of showing her bod to friends n make them fantasize and jealous about it. She had planned it since long. As the evening approached, all the friends sat in a common area and had a few drinks so the mood started to set.

After a couple of shots, she got up saying she wants to change as its getting hot(she was already wearing lesser than other females in the group. Lol). I was totally taken aback of this and saw a clear mischievous smile on her. When she was back, (gosh! ) she was in a lace two piece black night dress with lace at the right places and little too high on the shorts. No innerwears what so ever! She sat like that in a group of 12 odd friends exposing her underarms, deep cleavage, waist and shape of her ass and leaving very little for her friends to imagine. Forget males, all the girls were staring her up and down with so much lust and jealousy. Every now n then, my GF would change her pose to either bend low down enough for extended show at the top or lie down to have flaunt her sexy waist n Butts out.

Your Father Is A Heavy Sleeper [Second Person] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

*Alright, this one REALLY got away from me as a roleplay, but I’m not sorry. Obviously, can stand as it’s own shirt story. But, it’s incest so I’m posting it on my throwaway instead of my main. Also, you’re welcome. Don’t act like you didn’t like it, lol. You clicked on the title for a reason, haha! Enjoy!!!*

You’ve just accepted the fact you’ve been incestuous towards your father for as long as you’ve been awake, sexually speaking. Not that he’s ever made any kind of advancements towards you, nor has he ever even *looked* at you in that way. It’s a pretty fucked up way to see it, but that’s a reason you’re deeply attracted to him (among a slew of other reasons).

You and your mother, on the other hand… well, the fact that her name in your phone has always been “The Bitch” sorta speaks for itself…

That’s not to say she wasn’t ignorant of what you were doing, before everything. She’s a woman after all and as much as you hate admitting it, it is true that a mother always knows. No matter how willfully ignorant your dad was anytime he dismissed your actions as “just being a Daddy’s girl. It’s innocent, is all.”

The time I held my wife’s legs open (MMMMFF) Group Sex, Orgy, Cuckold

Just before the Covid lockdowns began to ruin all our swinging fun, my wife and I had found ourselves a wonderful group of likeminded swinging couples.

The part of the country we’re from is quite liberal and as a result we found a wide range of sexually hungry people with all kinds of kinks and desires. If you have read my earlier posts you will know my wife and I had a sexual awakening where we openly accepted we loved the hotwife/cuckold lifestyle. Fast-forward a few years and we had engaged in polygamous sex dozens of times. This story is from one of my favorite times.

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Everyone had drunken far too much and as the summer night sun began to set, things started to get hot. My wife was beginning to spill her drink and had started to laugh far too loud – a telltale sign that she was getting wasted. We were at a beautiful house up in the hills overlooking the city. The hosts, a handsome and warm couple called Tino and Gabriella were very accustomed to having large parties with the goal of group sex. Tino had spent much of the past half hour rubbing his hands up and down the legs of every woman in the house and Gabriella had disappeared for a while with a guest called Darren to return with a wide grin and red face.

Fun with uncle

Hi Beautiful people I’m back with a small adventure of mine again.

As I have already introduced myself, and brief idea of my background and religion. I will not waste your time going to that road again.

I have shared with you the time when my uncle Karim ate me out. So this part is the where he practically became my sex pet.

Karim started visiting us more and more often after our last encounter. I was happy as well because in this case my search of finding guys who can satisfy my kinks ended. Unckle karim used to look after our house when my parents weren’t around. Once my parents went to attend my brother’s graduation ceremony. Brother’s uni was a good 8 hours drive away. Mother n Father planned to stay away for a week after getting free form the graduation ceremony.

Wanted to brag: I did something super slutty the day before yesterday

………….And I have zero regrets.

Let’s go back to the beginning………
I get my car washed almost daily. My car wash, very close to my house, also has a detailing center attached. The guy who does the detailing is HOT, and we’ve been flirting for a year. I recently got my car detailed, and that’s when the flirting ramped up. He seemed a little disappointed when he found out I was married, but that didn’t deter him from telling me how beautiful I am. When I picked up my car, he asked if I wanted to go for coffee some time and I said maybe. We’ve flirted heavily every day since.

Two days ago, it’s rainy out, and I know I won’t see him because the car wash is closed. And since he runs the detailing place, he usually doesn’t come in either when it rains. Nevertheless, after the kids are all off at school for the day, I drive through the car wash and to my surprise, he’s there.