We were newly weds barely married a few days but there were years of tension built between the two of us boiling over now in Mexico on our honeymoon. You see, we met in College through mutual acquaintances but were always dating other people. She had a long distance relationship continued from high school. During one long stretch of not seeing this boyfriend she left our house with a mutual girl friend to go to the sex shop for a vibrator. I’ve always known there was a veracious slut inside begging to come out. It’s only now looking back on some of our experiences that I see it even more so now.
Category: eroticliterature
Fucking Valentine, part II, erotic short story
He tied her up quite easily, James was experienced with this kind of thing. His favorite thing in sexuality was the domination part, and even he was surprised that he didn’t feel that urge to try something like that with Valentine before. They liked rough-fucking, slaps, and spanking, but they didn’t use toys or something like that until know.
Valentine was looking incredible in the soft light, tied up, with her intimate parts exposed.
He felt the need to capture the moment and took a picture of her.
She didn’t mind. On the contrary, he had the impression that Valentine liked that.
She was hot and wet, her face exuding pure desire.
In the beginning, James wanted to blindfold her but seeing her like that, he suddenly gave up the thought.
He caught a grip of her ponytail and entered her tight pussy. He bounced into her, holding her hips and clenching his teeth. Her moans and the way she turned her head to look straight into his eyes was pretty intense. He pushed harder into her, and she begged him to kiss her. He kissed her ferociously and bit her lower lip.
Pet slut chronicles 2: Meeting our pet slut together for the first time (MFF) (Part 2)
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Both your masters agree that you have been a patient and good pet slut and deserve my cock. We push your pretty little mouth slowly down my cock, but my wife begins to get a little jealous, lets go of your head and joins you on her knees. Now that both of you are on your knees, I grab the back of your heads and guide you to either side of my long veiny cock. You slide your tongues from the base to the tip stopping only to passionately make out over the tip of my cock.
Your tongues dancing together on the head of my cock licking up all my pre cum together. You take turns then bobbing up and down on my cock smearing it with both of your lipsticks seeing who can take me deeper into your throat. You obviously are helped by me thrusting my cock down further into your throat. You both take turns sucking my cock, seeing who can get deeper as the other sucks your balls, your moments to breathe being used to make out on the tip of your cock, tongues swirling together against your sensitive tip. Both of your faces are ruined with smeared make up looking up at me like the two horny sluts you are alternating between sucking my cock and my balls. I can’t take the sight and feeling of you two much longer and ask you where you want my cum.
[F] Frankie Foster’s New Panties
Frankie Foster gleefully ran into her room, quickly shutting and locking her door as she tossed a rather filled plastic bag onto her bed. The foster home was empty for the annual beach trip, but she didn’t want to chance anything. She never really got time to herself, and usually when she did she used it to be with friends, but today was just for her.
“I can’t believe I waited this long to do this,” Frankie smiled to herself as she grabbed the bag and flipped it upside down, allowing a rather hefty load of undergarments to flow out into a small pile.
They were various colors, styles, and materials all bunched together with random tags and strings straying from the pile. Lace, cotton, even silk all poked through the crowd. Frankie bit her lower lip unconsciously in excitement as she threw off her green jacket.
The young woman could not look away from her haul as she bent over sliding her skirt off and revealing to her room the plain grey cotton panties she wore. They were far from sexy, but they were very representative of Frankie’s every day. Full coverage, snug but not quite tight, and much more comfortable than visually appealing.
Cuckolding My Husband
Time to cuckold my husband. When I met my husband, he came off very dominant, something I found to be pretty attractive. To be honest, it was one of the reasons I liked him most. It stayed like that for the two years we dated and the first year of our marriage. That was until he came to me and told me he was not happy sexually. I was shocked and confused, trying to think and figure out how he could possibly feel this way.
He confessed to me that he was actually submissive, that having a woman dominate him was one of the hottest things he could think of. I, for one, had never been dominant. At least I never thought of myself that way. However, I wanted to make my husband feel as satisfied as I was in our marriage and in our bedroom.
Pet slut chronicles 2: Meeting our pet slut together for the first time (MFF) (Part 1)
The day had finally come when we would finally get to meet you, our pet slut and now sexy tourist guide, in person in your home city. You meet us at the airport and we awkwardly greet and grab a cab together, not sure of ourselves on our first meeting. You sit between us and the sexual tension rises as we go to the big hotel suite we have booked for the three us. We all know what will happen as soon as we get there but are reduced to light chat with both of us lightly touching and complimenting you.
The check-in at the desk takes ages but you and my wife are giggling behind as I deal with it. Crafting a little fun without me but I am loving the naughtiness of it all. Finally we get to the large suite room with a large bathroom, bathtub, seating area with couches, and a four poster bed that we will spend the next week with you in. I lay down my bags and pour us a drink to enjoy on the balcony but you and my wife run off with your bags to the walk-in wardrobe whispering filth to each other on the way.
Valarie’s first Threesome [MFM]
Aaron and Ryan, two best friends from college had hosted a party at their apartment. A lot of their college friends had attended and among those attending was Aaron’s girlfriend Valarie.
It was around 3am and everyone else had left. It was just Aaron and Valerie in his room. Aaron went to close the door but forgot to lock it. When he turned back he could saw Valarie bent over his desk with her dress pulled up, her panties pulled down and her huge ass waiting for him. He came and stood right behind his bent over girlfriend andI ran his hand all over her butt. The alcohol was still in their system. They weren’t drunk but they were tipsy. Aaron began by squeezing her ass cheeks and he could see a smile appearing on Valarie’s face. He started slapping her ass, getting it red. Every time he slapped Valarie’s ass, she let out a little moan. He pulled her panties down and threw them away, his fingers touching her vagina ever so slightly, teasing her as he continued to move his fingers around it but not letting Valarie feel the pleasure yet. “I’m going to punish you Valarie, you’ve been bad”, he said.
Astral Projection (Incest, M/F, non-consent)
Ale was dreaming again.
It had been a regular occurrence these past few weeks. He was able to remember most of his dreams, and had even been aware of them. However, he hadn’t known that he could actually *control* his dreams while aware. He had prowled the internet for more information about lucid dreaming and been near obsessed with it. There was so much you could do; the possibilities were near endless. Flying to outer space was a mere simple feat. More complex ones included visiting the quantum world, or just randomly warping to other universes with doors of all things. You became *God* during your brief moments in sleep.
However, he had also discovered that you could fuck anyone; provided you had enough control. That was actually the main reason he had wanted to go lucid. Sure, flying and all was great, but it could never compare to fucking the hottest woman he could find on the street, whenever and however he wanted. He was constantly horny while awake, and his hand was not something he was looking forward to as a life partner. So far, at almost 19 years old, his sex life had been remarkably dull. The closest he had gotten to touch a girl was grope one at a party…and that hadn’t gone well for him.
[M4A] It’s the morning and you decide to wake me up orally… [a blowjob to wake me up] [somnophilia]
**Tags:** *[narrative 2nd person] [oral sex] [tender] [wake up sex] [morning sex] [gender neutrual on male] [M4A] [fellatio] [blowjob] possibly [cnc] on [somnophilia]*
**Estimated Read Time:** *6 minutes*
*All characters in this story are 18+ years of age.*
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It’s the morning. At least, it must be, since the sun is shining so rudely through the windows. You find yourself naked under comfy sheets that threaten to pull you back to dreamland when you notice me laid out next to you.
I’m still fast asleep, so you carefully pull the sheets back to reveal my half-naked body for you to gaze over. You watch my chest rise and fall a moment before your eyes follow the trail of hair down my chest to my boxers below. You don’t know why I bother wearing them to bed. You’ve made it quite clear you prefer me in the buff but I wear them anyways.
This morning I’m wearing a cheeky pair that isn’t quite sitting right. Riding low on me, twisted in my sleep. As you take note of the outline of my cock under the loose fabric, an idea comes to your mind to start the day off nicely for both of us.
Poetry & Blood Part 7 [FF] [Mind Control] [Vampire] [BDSM]
**Chapter 7: Substitution**
**Laura**
Laura’s tongue gave another long stroke of Camille’s pussy. Camille purred as she lifted her head to make eye contact with Laura. The two smiled at each other, but as Laura’s tongue found Camille’s clit, she moaned and threw her head back. Both of her hands pressed against the back of Laura’s head, twisting her fingers in Laura’s hair.
Behind her, Laura could hear the new girl, Abby, reading tonight’s poem. This one was titled, “Substitution.” Laura had read it a dozen times. Camille said it was written as she waited for Laura K to return her affections. There was an agonizing period of time for her when Laura K knew about her, knew what she wanted sexually and carnally, knew she was a vampire and a huntress, but still didn’t care. She showed no interest in Camille as a lover or as a monster. She was amused by Camille; Camille sucked the boredom from Laura K’s life, but she didn’t care for her nor did she fear her.
*One can trick the senses:*
*Something sickly can smell sweet.*
*The mind may fail the body.*