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The Park At Dusk

[M/F]

The warm afternoon ends as I make my way to the park. There are numerous dark corners in this park, I’m wondering where you are. I’m where I said I’d be, but I can’t see you. The afternoon closes in, it’s getting darker by the second, you’re a few minutes late but I’m sure you’ll be here.

I stand in my tight black dress, it clings to my ample curves. The cooler evening air and my nervousness makes my nipples erect. I smooth the dress over my hips, I can’t stop fidgeting, I’m anxious to see you.
I hear steps approaching from behind me, I spin on my heels, expecting to see you, with a wide smile. Oh, it’s not you but a startled walker. I mutter a hello. Then I’m grabbed by an arm encircling my waist, I jump, of course it’s you.

I can smell your subtle cologne as you nuzzle your double into my neck. This instantly sends shivers up my spine. “Hello”, you kiss me hard on the lips as your hands grab my arse and pull me into your crotch. Read more »

Stranded [F] [M] [BBW] [bd] [BDSM] [nc]

*Look what I found! An original draft that eventually turned into Dominated part 1…*
*Please lemme know if this version should be explored more…*
~ Jack

A dense fog surrounded her. She slowly awoke from a dim haze, not sure of anything, of where she’s been, even of who she is and especially of where she was. One at a time, she makes note of her sensations. The very first that she feels is an overwhelming sense of being tired. Her muscles ache and she knows not why. She feels a throbbing. Her throat feels hoarse as if she’s been using it for a very long time. She has an overwhelming sense of cottonmouth, her tongue dry like fabric. Breathing is difficult. It’s dark where ever she was. She was seeing no light at all. She feels a strong throbbing. She tries to move in an attempt to become more comfortable. She cannot and winces in pain. She feels an intense throbbing. She then begins to hear a far-off humming, rhythmic, electronic. Not the hum of a TV, but of an AC. Off in the distance coming closer as she regains consciousness. Along with it was a familiar scent tickling her nose. Then it hits her. She ‘had’ lost consciousness. That’s what it must be since it feels more like it than falling to sleep. Searching her shallow memory, she does not remember falling asleep. She still doesn’t remember much of anything, except… She feels an unimaginable throbbing. Read more »

Sweet treat (M/F)

I glanced at the window at the sound of a soft knock on glass. There stood Jared, my best friend since I was eight, waving in with a sympathetic smile. I didn’t move except to rest my chin in the palm of my hand once more.
The knock sounded on the door this time, a little more urgent. “C’mon Elle, let me in. We both know you’ll just mope for days if you don’t.”
Instead of getting the door I just pulled a knit blanket from the back of the couch to cover me. The doorknob rattled as Jared tested it and found it unlocked.
“I don’t wanna talk, Jared. I want to eat ice cream and then curl up and die.”
There was a clatter by the front door as Jared kicked off his shoes. “I figured. Which is why I picked up the best on my way over.”
In my lap landed a pint of mint-chip ice cream from the local shop, I Scream. A few feet away in the kitchen a drawer rattled open and a pair of spoons were retrieved before Jared dropped onto the couch beside me, proffering one of the spoons.
“Okay, spill,” Jared ordered as I tore into the pint. “What happened? You two were doing so good, weren’t you?”
Tears welled unbidden in my eyes as I took a big bite of ice cream. “I thought so. B-but apparently he’s been seeing some girl for weeks.”
“Wait, but you guys have only been going out two months!”
I nodded. “Apparently I’m not good enough.”
“Hey, hey! That’s not true!” Jared pulled me into his lean body, his arms around me and one hand stroking my dark hair. “He’s an ass, he doesn’t know what he’s missing. You’re a gem, a goddess! HE doesn’t deserve YOU.”
I shovel another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth, stemming a sob and nearly choking on it. “But I—I—“
My voice was stolen when Jared held me even tighter with a gentle shhh. “Hey, I get it, Elle, I do. I’ve been there. It’s not your fault.” He tilted my chin up to look me in the eye. “Not even a little. Seriously, he is gonna regret losing you.”
The softness of his tone stayed my tears for a moment. I’d never noticed the beautiful, warm shade of blue his eyes were. Those eyes seemed to bore into me, causing my breath to catch. Read more »

The Wrong Sister Part 6 (FM)

*(Author’s Note:*

*Apologies for those waiting on this one – it’s taken a little longer to write for a variety of different reasons. Mostly some serious writers block, and then the fact that it’s probably my biggest ever chapter. But there was a lot to cover, so… apologies if it’s a little long!)*

*Hope you enjoy :) )*

I left Will’s and headed home, my head swimming with far too many emotions to deal with effectively at once. The most prominent is anger. Anger at how he’s treated me, how he acted. How far he had been from the man I had grown to love.

Love. I’d told him I’d loved him too. And that had silenced him. Shock? Embarrassment? I couldn’t tell. And I was most likely never going to be able to ask how he felt now after all that had transpired. All I can do is softly tap my forehead against my steering wheel in frustration, wishing I could have those words back.

Hannah is waiting for me at home and, without getting into what fully transpired in my lacklustre attempt to save her marriage, I tell her that Will wants no part of raising her and Justin’s child. I console her while she sobs and do as I said I would do – I tell her that she can do better. Read more »

Stranger on Flight [F32]

I was travelling in lang haul flight last December. There was a guy at window seat, I was on corner seat while middle one was unoccupied. The guy was kinda cute and probably in mid 20s.

It was 8 hr long flight so initially we just waved at each other and had some conversation. As it was long flight I decided to wear some comfortable clothes and I decided to wear loose deep neck tshirt with pants. Since flight was not crowded I decided to take the bra off. After dinner I went I changed my clothes and came back on my seat and started reading a book. While reading I observed this guy is staring at boobs quite often. Ofcourse they are kinda attractive 36C. When he went to washroom he clearly seen my cleavage so when he came back I could see bulge in this pant. Whenever he was looking at my boobs he was touching his dick. I was just enjoying this scene. Meanwhile after sometime lights were dimmed and most of the people around us were snoozing. I moved to middle seat and asked him would if he can share his blank with me. He was confused that why am I asking this but he accepted. As soon as we covered our body with blanket I touched his dick. He was shocked and clueless but from his expression he was on cloud 9. After teasing him a bit I put my hands into his pants. His dick was so hard and I can feel the hot air down there. I was slowly moving it up and down while he put his hands inside my T-shirt and stared playing with my boobs. I was so tempted to give him blowjob but I was just cautious. It went on for 10 more mins before he cum. He was on cloud as he never ever thought something like this can happen. I did it again an hour before we were about to land. This was something first time for me on flight, but it was thrilling. Read more »

[MF] [office] WORKING NIGHTS HAS IT’S PERKS – A janitor working the night shift hates his job until he finds a regular Tuesday night “benefit in kind”… Office Literotica.

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Working the graveyard shift as a janitor really cut into my social life, until I found about some of the perks. One evening, I was cleaning an office building across town. I walked past an office in the rear of the building, when I heard some noises. I quietly opened the door and saw her sprawled out on a chair.

Her blonde head was thrown back, and her eyes were closed. Her short legs were hooked over the arms of the chair, leaving her to skirt bunched up at the waist. One of her hands was inside of her blouse, massaging her breast. The other one was plunging up and down inside her bright red panties.

I stood watching, just inside the door, as her hand moved faster and faster. When her hips started moving, the soft white flesh of her thigh between the top of her black nylons and her hips started jiggling. Then she stiffened and the tendons leading up toward her pussy from her thighs stood out like ropes. Read more »

boobs and sports [F4M] 19

i would love to play an rp where you basically humiliate me with my boobs as i play sports!

we can play tennis and every time i miss the ball i get on all fours as you hit my tits with the racket! or make me hold the racket between my tits as we play!! or you can teach me how to hit the tennis ball by hitting my tits with the racket

maybe we’re playing ice hockey and my outfit is way too thin and nipples hard from how much i slip and tits rubbing the ice! or even “accidentally” hit the puck to my tits

racing is fun too! making me run as my tits slap my face and jiggle so much!

or maybe we can play golf and you end up putting the golf ball between my tits and end up hitting my tits with the stick so they fly up and hit my face!!

or any sport you like!

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[MF] [exh] [wife ] [girlfriend ] NICK’S CATERING SERVICE – When Nick’s young redheaded catering assistant confesses her enforced celibacy his wife offers a solution that suits all parties. Wife voyeur sex story.

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Nick runs a catering firm with his assistant Molly, and I help out too when they have a big order to fill. One night we were catering for a really big dinner party, and it was well after midnight when we got home. We’ve got a large extension at the back of the apartment which has been converted into Nick’s business premises, and Molly always comes back to help clear up if it’s been busy.

We’d had a good night, and we’d also been helping ourselves to quite a few glasses of wine as we worked, so we were all in a pretty good mood by the time the kitchen was cleaned up. None of us felt like going back to the apartment, so I grabbed another couple of bottles of wine and we settled down in the small living area that Nick uses when clients visit.

What with the music, the comfortable chairs, and the wine, it was all pretty friendly, and the more we drank, the ruder the conversation got. When Molly started talking about her sex life – or lack of it, since she broke up with her boyfriend a couple of months before – I saw Nick paying her story special attention, and I wasn’t surprised. Read more »

[FDom(s)/Msub] Gambler’s Demise (Castration Play, Femdom)

I didn’t know where I was. I had just teleported here. A world where I heard screams from outside the room. I felt fear ripple through me as the cold steel around my wrists and ankle rattle. Women entered the room.

“Quite the gambler, eh?” Asked a familiar voice. It was Sadie, my friend. My best friend. Or so I thought. “You always told me you were”

“Sadie?” I asked. “What’s happening?”

“A lotta things, hon” said Kaliah. She always patronized me.

“Just relax,” said Catrina’s voice. “Let it happen.”

“Let what happen?” I asked, shaking further.

Sadie gave a viscous smile while Kaliah and Catarina looked pitiful.

“It’s got to happen, kiddo,” said Kaliah.

“What?” I asked.

“Snip snip!” Giggled Sadie gleefully. “You made a bet, remember?”

“What???” I cried

“You said ‘if I lose this dice toss you can do whatever you want with me’”

“I don’t remember this!!”

“Oh, honey it was because you drank too much. You trusted Sadie. I warned you, though you didn’t listen. Not that you remember” Read more »