Becoming Kari [transformation]

Kari and I have known each other for a few years now. We initially met when she was taking a class at a community college with my ex. We did a double date a couple times, my ex and I with Kari and her boyfriend. It was always a bit awkward as neither couple seemed to be matched up properly. Kari and I had more in common with each other than either of us did with our partners. It showed, as both of us broke up with our respective significant others.

Kari eventually changed schools and moved to the same town I was in, even renting an apartment a few blocks away from mine. Unfortunately, things never progressed between us. Friend-zone as it may be. We ended up being pretty close friends. We would party and hang out. Occasionally the games would turn to sexual topics. Again nothing came of it, but I learned a lot about Kari.

Kari eventually started dating a new guy, Matt. Typical frat dude. Liked to party, being a student clearly came second. He treated her well enough and she still spent some time with me. She shared some of their exploits and some of their fantasies.

Fucking a college nerd [MF]

Nerds have always been an easy pick for me. In my college days I was pretty popular within the study groups and I had a lot of nerdy female friends. One of them was her. I used to talk to her pretty much everyday in clg, but then I asked for her snap one day and that’s when it all changed. We started flirting at first which led to exchanging bold photos in no time. Fast forward a few days, we were almost sexting into late night everyday. Believe me or not it was her who made the first step and invited me over one day.

So finally, we were in her college dorm room. Her roommate was away, so we had all the privacy. It was our first time alone together. We locked lips as soon as she shut the door behind me. We laid on her bad side ways as we made out wildly. Even being so assertive and wild, she was so scared about getting pregnant that she asked that you wear a condom even when we were kissing with clothes on.

Couples Trip to the Euphoria Hotel (MF) (freeuse) (audience)

When the cab pulled up to the luxurious resort, Aaron stretched and grab their bags, while his girlfriend, Angela, sighed and rubbed her neck. They were excited, but after their nightmare travel, they were exhausted. After being handed a tropical drink at the front door and a pair of green wristbands, a dude, named Chris, with a shockingly tight polo that read “Euphoria” was checking them in, and discussing hotel rules when Angela and Aaron did a double take.

Chris laughed. “Yes, we often get those reactions. Some people like to test our rules right away, some wait and watch, but everybody gets the hang of the free use regulations and open sexual environment.” Aaron asked, “do you get a lot of couples here with those rules?” “Oh yea, plenty of couples visit. Many are repeat guests!”

Chris helped Aaron bring their bags up to their room. In the elevator, Angela’s mind vacillated between the hotel’s rules and the image of Chris, tall, lean and blonde, and her Aaron, muscular, milk chocolate, carrying the bags, with both thoughts building a warm pressure inside her.

Spa Day (part 2) [MF]

Part 1 is in my profile. Not sure yet how many parts this series will have. But as long as people keep liking it I will probably continue. Enjoy!!

The moment you walked into the spa you felt your spirits lift. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t been thinking about what happened last time you were here.

The way Henry and Clark used your body. The way their fingers made you feel. You could feel your cheeks burning as you walked towards the front desk.

As you reached the front desk the attendant looked up.

“First time?” She asked politely.

“No.” You smiled coyly. “Second time here. First time booking the day treatment.”

“Excellent choice. Follow me.” With that she got up and turned towards the hallway.

As you followed closely behind her you could feel the electricity in your body begin.

CLICK, CLACK, CLICK, CLACK

Her heels were noisy against the floor.

CLICK, CLACK, CLICK, CLACK

(25F) Laying alone in bed, wearing nothing but a charm ring… begging for erotica.

Well you read the header and although I’m going to do my best to restrain my twisted sense of humour for the sake of sending a serious message, one or two quips might inevitably slip out. So my apologies in advance. But I am serious.

Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id zests my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica, whose grammar and formatting is so putrid it looks like dyslexia threw up on their page. No, I don’t want the pretenders anymore: I want Tyson. I want a damn CONTENDER.

(Also apologies to anyone with dyslexia, this is purely being used for comedic effect.)

I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realiwzed with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body.

Tales From A Pervert Redditor Part Two

Tales From A Pervert Redditor Part 2

It was a long weekend after their online tryst. They previously made a rule to only speak during the daytime during the work week. They wanted to ensure that their private sessions didn’t interfere with their home life. Never outside the daytime, no changing their situation, only talk over messages on Kik, no plans on meeting….maybe some rules are meant to be broken….

Saturday turned out to be a long day. Clark struggled to get through the day without his thoughts wandering towards Mary. He snuck to the bathroom to enjoy the video she sent him once more. As he stroked himself, he couldn’t feel anything but empty desire. It just wasn’t the same. It just wasn’t that moment in time again. It was far less satisfying the second time around. His mind started to imagine himself inside of her. Feeling her imaginary fingers curled into his hair as he was on top of her. He imagined her soft thighs wrapped around his hips, matching every thrust.

Wife’s office parts reveals… [ Warning! This is a cuck story ] [ cheating, double penetration, cuck, party ]

Warning! Most men won’t like this story. If you don’t like cheating slutty wives stop right here. You have been warned so please don’t leave me stupid comments. If you read this and hate it then it’s your own fault.

This is probably my most popular story which is weird because I did it from the male perspective and I suck at it. I don’t know how to make the male character … Usable.

Anyway this is very controversial topic.

Again tho this is my most popular story and most of the people that love it the most are the ones that hate it the most. I don’t understand that but whatever.

Enjoy

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My wife, Sarah, started working as a secretary for a hedge fund company about a year ago. She seemed to love this job so much because she was always glowing whenever she talked about it. Her last job was hell for her. She would often come home crying because her boss was such an asshole, so I was happy that she found something better at first. When I found out why she liked it so much however… well… you will see.

DEEP CLEANING AT THE BEACH HOUSE {Mdom, Fswitch}{Shower}{Anal}{Rough}{Discovery}

(First time writing, mostly looking to just share for fun and also get some honest feedback on the overall writing. This is a real encounter, written with a slight male-perspective slant. My new wife and I love talking and reminiscing about our many wild sexual experiences together, so i thought I’d finally put some in type, with some input from her included. This is one section from a larger story, so there may be a couple details that might seem out of context. Thank you for reading and hope you enjoy it as much as we did experiencing it ha)::

[Group][Rape][Watersports] Initiation

Let me preface this story, it’s raw, a bit violent, and has rape and watersports involved. It does not glorify the act heavily instead focusing on the dark side of such a fantasy. This is also 100% fictional unlike my other pieces. I hope those who read on enjoy it, and I respect you if you chose not to read it or dislike the content. Just be respectful to those who do enjoy it.

Thanks~

Initiation

They came in the dead of night. Burning, pillaging, murdering and raping my village until there was nothing left. We were told to be counted as lucky, the other young girls and I. We were captured and spared horrible fates of death and torture as we were lead away in tight binds. My wrists and ankles were raw by the time we arrived in their city. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. Their homes were made of stone and thick hard wood, square in shape with pyramid like roofs. Much different then our homes, made from animal hides, wood, and clay.

Poetry & Blood Part 3.5 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Part 3.5: Questions**

**Laura**

Miss Lancaster greeted her at the Muse Session that night. “Good evening, Laura,” she said through a fake smile and gorgeous teeth.

“Hello, Miss Lancaster.” Laura felt goosebumps rise all over her body. She had to tread carefully.

“I heard you weren’t feeling well.”

“I’ve been feeling off in the morning, but once I get food in me, I feel fine.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Laura raised the stack of paper in her hands. “I got plenty of work done today though. This is the draft Miss K sent me yesterday. It’s finished.”

“Oh, wow. May I see?”

Laura handed the stack over to Miss Lancaster. The Asian woman flipped through the pages and clicked her tongue as she did. “Ah, I see.” She handed the stack back to Laura. “Unfortunately, that draft is already a little out of date.”

Laura’s heart sank. “Really?”

“Unfortunately. I believe Miss K sent it to you so you could familiarize yourself with the story, but she tossed out that version last week.”

“Oh.”