How [M]y roommate [F]orced me to eat my own cum (PT.2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l73tj9/my_roommate_the_horse_girl_mf/)

My phone gave another familiar buzzing and I looked down to read the message. “Now” was all it stated. From the message alone I didn’t need to see who the sender was, I already knew it was my roommate. Ever since our first encounter together after her break-up, she had been texting me on a near daily basis, sometimes multiple times in one day to fill her. Always the same message, just “Now”. Short, concise & to the point. Thursday of last week she had managed to milk out six loads from me in the span of a few hours.

If I was being completely honest, the sex was the most amazing I had ever had. Almost completely primal, devoid of any real intimacy. I will hand it to her though, she kept eye contact almost the entire time each romp which certainly added to how great it was to experience. I will tell you, there is not a whole lot hotter in this world than a beautiful woman telling you ***will*** cum in her while maintaining eye contact and lightly squeezing your balls.

Caddying (Part Two) (M)18(F)30 Sweater Stretchers

After her tits came to a stop she bent over the hole to retrieve her ball and for the first time I really noticed how tight her ass was. You could crack walnuts on the damn thing. Hell it looked like I was going to have a hard-on by the second hole. She got the ball out of the cup and gave me a high five. “Hon” she said to her husband “Let Tom read your putt.” “Ah, no” the old man grumbled and ended up missing his putt badly.

We played the next couple of holes without incident and I tried to pay as much attention to the old man so I wouldn’t get in trouble with him or the caddy master. We got to the fifth hole and Mr. Clark picked up his ball early. While Julie was about to putt he said
“Hurry up, dear I want to get back to the clubhouse and have dinner.”

“All right” she said “I just want to make this putt. What do you think, Tom”?

[MFF] Mistress’s StoryTime part 2: Slave’s revenge [threesome][bondage][spanking][torture][rough][cum]

“Now pet, I want you to suck his cock. We can’t have him loosing his mind yet.” I instruct. You greedily crawl up to him and sink your mouth onto his cock. Licking and slurping. Taking it deep in your throat.
I unbuckle my strap on and toss it in the bed side table as I flop down on the side of the bed to watch you work. Your dirty little cunt is dripping while you gag yourself on this hard throbbing cock. His head falls back in relief and ecstasy as you pleasure him with your tongue.
I reach down between my legs. My finger sliding along my own wet pussy. I bit my lip as I pinch my nipple watching his dick disappear between your lips. My breath quickens, I’m so close to cumming already. I glance up at his face to see he is now watching me. Hunger, anger, need all painted in his eyes. I shivered. I’m not letting that angry bee out of the jar.
I got up from the bed. I grasped the back of your head and pushing it down on his cock. I wanted to see him tense with the sensation. I held his gaze as I pulled you off of him completely. He didn’t like that. But fuck his cock looked amazing. Wet, angry and pulsing with need.
“Just lick it” I instructed you on his dick. He growled at me. I leaned close to his face. Licked his cheek and whispered, “you are my bitch tonight baby.” He jerked around against his bonds again. I slapped your ass then tweaked your nipple. “Be a good pet and I might let you cum again” I lounged on the bed, gently stroking my pushy smiling while you teased him. I had every intention of making you both cum, a lot more before the night was out. The problem was, you didn’t know that. I closed my eyes as my own climax gripped me. In an instant I felt a strong hand grip me by the throat.
My eyes flew wide to see him inches from my face. Pinned to the bed. I look past him to see you standing next to the chair with his ropes in your hand. “Pet you will pay” is rasped out as he gently choked me.
“Tables have turned slut.” He growled in my ear. I frantically try to push him off. He just smiles and mockingly lick my cheek. He roughly take my mouth. Biting my lip and sucking my tongue. He licks down my throat sucking and nibbling.
I hiss “traitor!” At you when you use his ropes to tie my wrists to the bed. You giggle. “We can’t let you have all the fun”.
He growls again and sucks hard, and bites my neck. “Mines!” He rumbles as he marks me. My body betrays me as I moan and whimper at this touch. He laps at my breasts and slides his fingers down my stomach to my molten core. “You know I love you right?” He says with that evil gleam that can only mean he’s about to get rough, and I will love it. I nod giving him permission to ravage me like a beast. A beast I created by sweet torture. Two thick fingers slide into my wet and ready hole. Rubbing his curled fingers upwards inside me, his hand pistons in and out. Finger fucking me with such force that my head falls back and my breasts bob erratically. I feel it build in my core as he bites my nipple. I am going to shatter. The power building on that orgasm had me a bit scared i would end up on a permanent break from reality. Like a sonic boom white heat spread though my body. I spasmed in violent convulsions. My pussy gripped his fingers like a vice, until he jerked them free, sending a spray of juices on him and the bed. He didn’t just make me cum. He made me squirt. Hard. He licked his fingers, then pulled you, my pet, to lick it off his chest. You
Seemed giddy as you licked his nipple clean. “So sweet” you murmured. I was still shaking with aftershock when he instructs you to sit on my face. I grab your ass and delve into your dripping cunt.
He wastes not time before I can feel his cock probing my entrance. I cry you against your pussy as he drives it him. Holding it there. Filling me. Stretching my farther and deeper. Felling deliciously full. He grips my thighs and slide in and out. Thrusting deep. Pelvis to pelvis deep. Wet slapping sounds echo the room as we meet over and over. I am moaning and panting against your pussy. Making you cum over and over drenching my face in your warm juices. He pulls you off my face to him. Straddling my stomach I feel your heated sex on my bare skin. He assaults your mouth, holding you by your hair. I feel your fingers rub against my clit as he pounds me.
It is driving me wild. I griping skin, sheets, own breasts and I fall over the edge once more. I scream my orgasm as it rips through me. He slaps my thigh with masculine satisfaction before guiding you to lay stomach to stomach. Breasts to breast. Pussy to pussy on top of me. I pulls you of my raved cunt and moves to yours. Ready to make us a matching set. Play with your nipples and suck your tongue as he grips your hips and slides home. Burying his cock deep in your pussy. I feel your shutter of excitement across my body. The sounds coming from you are driving me wild. I bite your neck. Encouraging more. Your nails dig into my flesh as you cum on his cock. Dripping onto me. But he’s not done. He slides out with a pop. Fuck, pet, you are tight. Without a word he slams back into my pussy. Gripping both is us he thrusts harder than before. I will have bruises before morning i mentally note. He is hitting me just right. Your body moving with mine, it does not take long before I clench and explode on his cock. Squeezing and pulsing around it. He growls as he shots rope after rope of hot sticky cum my roughly used pussy. You obediently drop your knees beside him and clean his still twitching cock.
“Good girl” he moans, holding your hair, caressing your cheek. Once you’ve finished he moves your face to my pussy.
“Be a good pet and clean up my mess” he says before kissing your cheek and collapsing on the bed next to me. You do just as your told. You lap every drop of cum from me. Without swallowing you move up my body and kiss me. Sharing him with me. Then you drop between us. Nestled in the tangle of sheet and sweaty bodies. We cuddle. Soft languid caresses of post bliss.
You lift your head. “I get to be I charge next” you announce. We all giggle and hold each other tighter as we ride euphoria.

Golf Date (M37/F36)

My husband Brice and I decided to take an afternoon off one day to spend time with one another. Since he always tags along with me shopping and what have you, I thought it was fair when he suggested golfing. After all, he golfs with his buddies at least once a week and I actually enjoy playing too. This time, though, I was eager to make it just a little more than only golf.

For some reason, I really like women’s golf outfits. Sexy, little skirts and form-fitting tops that allow me to show off my curves to not just my husband, but others too. I’m in my mid-30s and have birthed three children, so I’m proud of the hard work that makes my body still turn (some) heads.

On this particular day, I wore a black skirt with a red top and black Nike cap. I fully admit I admired myself for some time in the mirror. And while I enjoy women’s golf clothes, I’ve always secretly had a thing for men in their golf attire too. The way they’d make a man’s butt look outstanding, or accentuate their toned legs and arms. Just kind of made me melt.

I take care of my things. [FM] [gentle femdom]

I’ve been neglecting you. Unintentional, but unacceptable all the same.

We’ve both been caught up keeping our heads above the waves. I’m sure it feels like you’re just treading water but know I see just how hard you’re working—how mindful and caring you’re being. Especially with yourself.

That’s a good boy. But I think it’s time for someone else to take care of you. And who might that be?

Come here. I want to hold you.

Focus on the rumble of the bath as I peel off your jacket, your shirt, everything holding you in and back. Let me help you into the water. I’ve filled it with the scent you love most to find in my hair as we’re walking in the afternoons; now I’m all around you, caressing your skin clean and marking you as mine.

I give this to you.

I give you nails scrubbing at the depths of your scalp and fingers gently threading sweet oil into the roots. I give you a proper sea sponge-down which is firm in the way I can only be because I know all of your body, including the sensitive and rough places. I give you a warm towel and a warm peck and a warm hug.

Found out I hand a splashing kink during a self bondage session. [Female/Male, Self Bondage, WAM, Oral, Caught]

Okay to start by saying that I’m addicted to self bondage, and I get a massive thrill out of being caught tied up and helpless. Just the thought of them doing what ever they wanted to me makes me wet thinking about it. There are times I’d deliberately set a session knowing someone would walk in on me.

This is made 10000% better by my husband (40) who will always make sure he enjoys the predicament I’m in and not to mention my stepson. (20 yes my husband and his last wife had him young) As much as I want him to fuck me he finds way to mess with me differently, either taking the key for my escape and coming back later or making sure the toy on my clit is full charged and on high…

So on to the main confusion, I was walking through the kitchen when my blouse sleeve got caught on one of the door handles. I’m easily turned on so as I tugged at it to get free I inevitably got turned on and immediately rushed to my room to get the timer hand cuffs… setting it for around an hour I locked them on the handles but just before I lock myself in I remember I had forgotten something very important… a gag… so I rushed back to my room and grabbed my blue one, to match my skirt and heels…

Slutty spa (f)or Queens- part 2

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This is a continuation of my fantasy of a slutty day spa for cum sluts who deserve to be treated like the queens we are ?

Please read part 1 for the introductory massage ?

The ideas are still ruminating as I write but as usual, all suggestions or ideas are welcome.

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I closed the door firmly as I moved on to the room next door.

The receptionist had explained the process to me as she led me into a courtyard.
It was lit by a large skylight which beamed warm rays onto an old fashioned square water fountain and pool.
The white tiles which surrounded its base were interwoven with the occassional splash of colourful scenes in turquoises, blues and greens.

The courtyard was locked in by 4 walls, and there were 2 doors on each wall.

The receptionist had gestured towards the door closest to one we had just come through.
“You will start in this room with a massage. You will need to remove all your clothing, including your undergarments in order to truly appreciate the services we provide.” She instrusted me professionally.

[inc] [mast] [breed] My daughter’s OnlyFans (Part III)

From that day onwards, things spiraled out of control faster than I could understand, or do anything about. It was all a whirlwind of emotions, of conflicting desires, of fear, and above all of lust. Unbridled, uncontrollable, unstoppable lust for my daughter.

She invited me over to her house. “To sort things out”. I must have known it was some kind of a trap, right? In my heart, it must have been obvious to me. But I went. “To sort things out”

She was naked. She was streaming. So, really, she had a webcam on and she was talking to a bunch of people on a website. Taking donations from them. Comments. Suggestions. They encouraged her to touch herself. And when I walked into the room, they all erupted in a virtual cheer. “Here’s my dad. No, really. My very own father! Isn’t he handsome?” she introduced me to her audience

People smiled. Waved. “What the fuck, you know father?”

Poetry & Blood Part 4 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Chapter 4: New Appetite**

**Laura**

The sounds of slurping and sucking almost distracted Laura from Marcilla’s words.

Almost.

She looked up briefly. She still couldn’t believe Miss Lancaster was part of the Muse Sessions, but not only was the intimidating woman there, she was on her knees sucking Camille’s toes and worshipping every inch of Camille’s foot. Laura’s boss was naked, but she kept her heels on while she served Camille. They were bright blue power heels that Laura could never pull off. Her free hand was pounding away at her pussy, and the sound and scent of her lust filled the room.

She wasn’t alone. Angelica was here tonight as well. She was naked except for a garter belt that held nothing up. She wasn’t on the floor this week. Currently, she was on the bed with Camille, eagerly licking Camille’s clit and pumping three fingers in and out of Camille’s pussy.

Graumann and Jacque stopped coming to the Muse Sessions a few days ago. It was Angelica for a little while (Camille and Laura hadn’t been alone for a week), but two nights ago, Miss Lancaster joined them. There was no explanation or justification. Laura walked in, and Miss Lancaster was naked—except for her heels of course—and on her knees, waiting for Camille to step out of the bathroom.

Under the Stars [MF]

**Under the Stars**

The summer was winding down and autumn was approaching. Mike and Beth had been planning a week together for the past few months. The couple met on an online affairs forum. Both had been in long marriages that had drifted into partnerships without passion. As luck would have it, Mike’s employer had a conference in the same area where Beth lived and they arranged to rent a cabin near a state park where they could be secluded and enjoy the time they had with each other.

“It’s beautiful.” Beth stated when suggesting the park to Mike. “I used to camp here as a kid and I come back every summer.” Beth’s family had already visited earlier that summer and, during that time, Beth took an opportunity to book another cabin in a secluded portion of the park.

The two had been looking forward to this trip for some time. Their heated messages and phone calls had only intensified the desire each had for the other. Neither one had made love to their spouse in over a year and the passion felt between them was now at a boiling point.