Master, Muffin, and Mittens: Part One [FMF] [Pet Play] [Dominance/Submission] [Toys] [Discipline]

“Is it my turn to fuck her?” whispered Mittens (formerly Bella). Her tongue lapped up and down her Master’s cock and batted her eyes. She had performed her heart out. Her Master’s friends had given her head pats, stroked her back and ass, and commented at what a friendly, attentive kitty she was while they watched the hockey game on TV.

Master leaned back on the leather couch, shifting his thigh over to give Mittens better access. Muffin sulked in the corner, head down and turned away from them. She was less than friendly despite her training the night prior on proper oral and guest etiquette. Muffin’s ass glowed a soft pink. Master had cracked his palm against her cheeks as soon as his friends had finished their beers and left.

A waste of training and a total embarrassment.

“Well,” he mused as Mittens switched to bathe his balls with her tongue. “You’ve been a role model tonight, haven’t you? Maybe Muffin has learned something.” Mitten’s eyes lit up in adoration as her lips pursed, sucking the tip of his cock. He groaned in appreciation. “Go get your breeding toy, Mittens.”

A Long Awaited Meeting – Part 1 (FM)

This is my first go at writing erotica in a story setting, and definitely my first time post it… so be gentle with me ;)

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I took a moment to compose myself before I knocked on the door. This meeting had been a long time coming, and although I was excited, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. What if the spark just wasn’t there in person? What if, despite all the things we had said to each other, we just didn’t fit, didn’t work together? What if you took one look at me in real life and made a break for the window?

I fussed my hair a little bit, adjusted my cleavage, and tried to put on my best, alluring, absolutely not freaked out face. I knocked on the door.

You opened the door, looking slightly flustered yourself, and gave me an awkward as you stepped aside to let me into the room. After you closed the door, we looked at each for a moment, smiling, looking down our hands, chuckling nervously. Then I lifted my gaze, our eyes met, and it suddenly didn’t seem so funny anymore.

Parallel Universe 1200’s Brothel

You curiously walk down the dark cobblestone path, tucked away from the busy streets filled with shops and restaurants, and find yourself debating whether to enter..

The brothel ‘Honey Pots’ is the most acclaimed in the city, where patrons of any class could come and enjoy everything they have to offer. Women are referred to as cunts while the men are called studs.

The first floor housed the cheap cunts, this was the busiest section of the brothel seeing as it was not a rich town. On each floor, the Cunts were separated by race. Walking through you could notice the foul sex smells, horny, impoverished pathetic men paying to lick un-groomed vagina, on this floor a poor man could fuck like a king for mere pounds. Annabelle, the thick brunette Caucasian was the most pursued on Floor 1. Roughly 160 pounds of muscle, her thighs looked as if they could crush a mans skull. She usually sported a tight landing strip leading down to her celebrated cheap stinky pussy.

On the 2nd floor the cunts were of a higher quality and there were more fetish options to choose from, such as biracial Cunts. During these times interracial relationships were extremely illegal, young attractive biracial people women were often forced to work in places like these once they turned 18 to avoid arrest.

Her Forever Virgin Chapter 6 The First Deed

Desiring to take a break from the situation Amy found herself asking, “So what are you’re plans for the day then? Are you actually going to go out with Cyrus?” With that last word Amy realized she’d probably need to spend the day away from Margo if she had any hopes of getting her mind off it.

“It’s weird,” Margo rubbed her chin, “I thought I didn’t have any plans today but suddenly I feel like there is somewhere I should go. Like I just need to go there,” Margo got up from the table.

“I never got the chance to ask but what exactly were the terms of your purchase?” at last Amy found something else to think about, “I trust Yennessa, she’s not irresponsible with magic as far as I know, but it does seem weird that she’d sell you something all of a sudden.”

“Yeah well,” Margo began to slip on her shoes, “All she said I had to do was tell her how I use it.”

Cherry on Top, Chapter 13 END [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]

[Chapter 12](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mdxfhc/cherry_on_top_chapter_12_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)

***CHERRY***

It was unlike anything I’d ever seen.

Not the club itself. Based on what I’d seen on TV and in movies, the club wasn’t anything extraordinary. Booths with tables ringed the dance floor, offering a bit of privacy and relative quiet from the fever of the rest of the room. Large doors on the other walls seemed to lead even deeper into the club, perhaps private rooms or something. Ringing the walls above the dance floor was a seamless sheet of black glass, and I could easily imagine it as a sort of observation deck.

No, what made Taboo stand out was its patrons. Nobody was here alone, and too many of them shared physical characteristics with their partners. It might have even been safe to assume that everybody here shared blood with the person they were dancing with. There were a surprising number of older people here. Some were simply older than what one would suppose the average club hopper would be, while others were legitimately, factually old. Most of them weren’t partaking in dancing, opting instead to lounge in booths with their partners.

The Starjumper Chronicle – Ch 7 (OC, Star Wars, Starcraft, Ghost, Nova, Creampie, Mindbreak, Master/Slave)

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**Chapter Start**

In the void of travel between stars the interior of the Qonavis seemed eerily quiet. Kiiran was trying to enjoy the calm presented to him but peace was ever erratic. Like a pirate ship it constantly evaded every attempt by him to get a target lock. It frustrated him and he turned and twisted in the command chair. It was hard enough sitting in the damn thing with a big hole in the back but now it seemed as if his memories and the trauma of their last escape wanted him to enjoy a restless evening.

Dating Ashley 2 [Boot kissing] [FLR] [Grounded] [Power exchange] [Slow burn]

My head burns. Did I drink? I don’t think I did. My head felt like it was splitting down the middle. Thank god it is the weekend I don’t have to work tonight. I think I did drink. What happened last night. I pulled my heavy eye lids open with all my might. It was blurry. How much did I drink god. I might just lay here for a few just till I feel better. I turned myself over to my clock. It is only 8 am. I should probably go back to sleep.

I closed my eyes. I lay for about 10 mins. Yea not happening. I heard my roommates yelling at whatever crappy video game they were trying to go pro in this week. God I have already got a head ache. I sat up putting my feet out of my bed. I am in my work uniform. I still have my shoes on. What time did I get back in? When I stood up I felt my stomach groan.

The Innocent Diaries of an Insatiable Hotwife – Book 1 – Chapter 1 (Rough Draft) [MMF][Hotwife][Masturbation]

## Chills. Everywhere. Down my neck, down my spine, all the way to my toes.

That’s what happens every time I glide my fingers between the swollen lips of my dripping wet pussy.

It’s been three days since I’ve had my last orgasm and I’m going crazy. Life just gets busy, ya know? One thing turns into the next and eventually you and your husband become more abstinent than a catholic priest. 

Speaking of my husband, thanks to my *very* considerate snoring, I am now awake at 430am on a Saturday. And since I’m the only one in the house who is awake, I’m going to take advantage of the rare quietness and fix this little problem of mine.

I throw my legs out from underneath the blankets and attempt to get out of bed as quietly as possible. Clumsily doing it in a way that resembles more of a trip and stumble rather than a tip and toe. But I leave the bedroom unscathed and walk down the hallway undetected.

Sneakily making my way into the bathroom, I shut the door behind me quietly, being sure to not to make a single noise. I then turn the faucet on to the bath, envisioning that the sound of the running water will soon be drowning out the sounds of my self-induced pleasure.

my secret life as a onlyfans model 24(F)

i remember myself as a girl who always enjoy the male attention, i liked it when a boy in my school gave me chocolates or give me letters, and when playing spinning the bottle i ended up in a closeth making out with a hot boy but every time was the same history from other peoples point of view:

“thats is not what a nice girl do”

“you need to respect yourself”

“dont be easy, boys dont want any serious with a sl*t”

and i remember since i was little that i never care, but learn to keep it lowkey. One day on internet i was watching a porn (interracial) and an ad pops up, it was about webcam modeling and got my atenttion i decided to try! at first i was thinking was more about pleasure, but its not, its more about making deal and closing sales so i ended up bored of that, i dont want it someone telling me how to make my sexual pleasure time! i want to get myself horny with a man too!

Piano Man

I let myself into Jess’s piano room and slowly walked towards him. My candy apple red stilettos echoed on his hardwood floor, matching the melodic tune of his piano. I stood behind him and saw he was completely focused; his long delicate fingers caressed the keys. I slowly unbuttoned my trench coat, loving the fact he couldn’t see me. I reached out to touch his shoulder, but he quickly turned around and grabbed my wrist.
“How did you know I was here!?” I gasped as his grip on my wrist tightened.

“Your shoes gave you away”, he brought my hand up close and inhaled, “Of course, so did your scent. It drowns my mind in desire”. He brought my hand up to his face and slowly slid it down to his lips. His tongue slid down and slowly licked my index finger before he sucked on it and, finally, let me go.