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Addicted [M/F 20s-30s][bdsm][slapping][light drug reference][aftercare][loving][tender]

He deals her a slap. The slap came across her face, flat fingers against her cheek, impact, with a satisfying snap, that dances around the room. She felt her flesh warming, crimson blood under soft porcelain skin, flushing it to a shade of rouge, one could mistake for well applied make up, in the dim light.

Her head slumps forward, stringy hair, damp from sweat, hangs like frayed curtains in front of her eyes, eyes full of tears and smeared mascara, that falls down her cheeks. The ball gag falls loose from her mouth, released by a benevolent other party.

Pooled saliva, falls from her ruby lips, plump and tender, sliding down her bare breasts, warm, slick liquid, down her stomach, past her navel, down her waist as it passes her aching womanhood, combining with other fluids, as it drips from two set of lips, stringing against her thigh. Weak knees, bent in, as bound hands hold her small frame aloft.

A moan, soft, so soft, barely escapes, over the sound of gasping breath, uttering the sincerest thanks to her dealer. Showing true gratitude for his time and attention.

She loved her dealer. Read more »

Tammi and The Bully – Part 4 [M18/F38] [cheating]

Check out my profile for parts 1-3. Enjoy.

Tammi was always a smart person and very much aware of herself. Through the years, she had always been cognizant of the way her choices effected her life. Like that day in the university library, when she was browsing the art history section and mindlessly bumped into Jake. Looking helpless researching a topic he had very little interest in, Tammi decided that helping this otherwise clueless person would be her good deed of the day and not realizing he would become her husband.
She used to look back on that day fondly, as the day that changed her life direction for the better.

Then there was the day Timmy was born. Because they had so much difficulty conceiving, her once wild and carefree nature had completely changed. Always watching and caring for the baby, even to the detriment of some of the things she held most dear in her life.

Of course, she did not forget about her past life. All the pleasant memories of her younger days: seducing all the attractive and (mostly) available men, experimenting with her teammates in the steamy showers following a big win and even exploiting her better features and abilities with a few professors when her grades were just not where she wanted them. Read more »

Can anyone recommend cuckold stories where the cuck eventually gets revenge?

I like the theme of revenge in these stories, and was looking for further recommendations. I was thinking something similar to Markydaysaid’s The Studly Duckling, or Soul71’s A Family Destroyed. Any help would be appreciated.

Why I Serve: A letter to my domme [M31, F33] [D/s] [Femdom]

The way you look at me and talk to me when you turn up your dominance flips a switch in me. Your face changes, your posture hardens. You look me directly in the eyes and I feel like I’m under a microscope. I squirm as I feel like you’re inspecting the soul you can see clearly behind my eyes. I feel that you see my soul and the places where it’s not quite right for you, seeing the places you need to train me.

All of that can make it feel like I have no choice but to serve you, like you’re a tornado that will sweep me up into your orbit no matter what. But the truth is that I do have a choice. I make the choice to serve you anew every single day. Why? Read more »

A Handjob by Any Other Name . . . [F21] [M21] [HJ] [BJ] [Str8]

Ashley (Ash) and I dated briefly my junior year of college. There wasn’t really any particular reason for the briefness (I suppose we just didn’t have too much in common), and we did have a very fun few months all the same.

Ash was categorically beautiful: blonde hair, hooded green eyes, and full DD breasts, not to mention a penchant for some of the dirtiest talking I’d ever heard. Witness, for example, something which was equally hot and (somewhat) amusing: Ash would refer to “handjobs” as “fist fucking.”

Anyway you look at it, this wasn’t exactly an issue: what difference does it make, and besides, I had to admit it made the foreplay even hotter.

One night Ash and I were watching a movie in the common area of the suite she lived in with a few roommates. Given that the lights were out (and no one really gave a shit, anyway), she and I began to fool around a bit. Before long, Ash had my cock raging at attention as she playfully stroked me over my pants while we made out. Correctly sensing that the movie was no longer the main feature, Ash soon stood up and led me back to her room. Read more »

Any good online story about a repressed male who comes out of his shell?

I mostly envision people trying to invite such a guy into an orgy, but even one-on-one sex is fine. Is there a story about a mild, kind and considerate guy who slowly drops his instilled conception about sex/orgy and learns to let lose and become passionate, active and dominant (but not an “alpha male” type of domineering jerk)?

Late to Dinner (Part 7) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Daddy/little girl] [Spanking] [bondage] [blowjob]

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/x1z38z/late_to_dinner_part_6_m37f25_ds_daddylittle_girl/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Daddy holds my waist as he walks me inside the house. He leads me to the bathroom and starts the shower and hands me my toothbrush. “I need that vodka smell off you.” He has irritability in his tone. I brush my teeth and then rinse my body in the shower. I come out smelling like vanilla lavender. When I walk out daddy has a towel ready for me and wraps it around, holding me close. Our faces are inches from each other and his eyes are hungry. He grabs a fistful of my hair and slowly pulls my head back and I let out a whimper. My towel drops and daddy is eyeing every inch of my body as if I were a puzzle he couldn’t solve.

“Mmmmm,” daddy moans as he still firmly grasps my hair. I don’t know what to expect, he’s right, I broke so many rules. I didn’t realize how disobedient I’d been until this moment. He has me naked and vulnerable as he’s standing over me still dressed from dinner. I reach my hand to start unbuttoning his shirt. He starts shaking his head, which makes me pause. “You don’t get to touch me until I tell you to,” daddy snarls, and in the same motion picks me up over his shoulder into the bedroom. He sets me down at the doorway, walks over to the loveseat in the corner the room and seats himself. His nice thighs slightly spread apart, which makes me moan lightly. Read more »

Moving in [20’s, F] [hj]

“Thank you so much for letting me stay here for a while,” I say, setting my bags down in the kitchen. “It’s a real help while I’m between places.”
“Ohh, it’s nothing, really! We’ve been friends forever, my house is practically your house.” Aimee waves off my gratitude absent mindedly with the hand holding the knife, the other piling up vegetables for dinner.”
I’m looking forward to spending time with you all again, especially your daughter. It’s been a while since I’ve seen her, where is she now?”
“Oh, she’s having a shower right now,” Aimee said, turning away to begin cutting.
“Oh, really? Perhaps I’ll go join her,” I smirk, watching her back for her reaction.
She blinks for a moment, the thought seeming to pass through one ear and out the other before she nods hesitantly. “That sounds like… a good idea,” she says vaguely, going back to cutting vegetables. Read more »

My [F19] first time with the guy I had a huge crush on [M20] [First time]

I want to be kissed deeply, passionately with our tongues caressing each other so I can taste your sweet mouth and lips. Then you would grip my hips with desperation as we made out, not lowering your hands to my ass just yet because you’re still unsure. I want to run my hands down your torso and pull on your shirt to pull you closer to me then slide them up to your shoulders and wrap my arms around your neck. You would feel my hard nipples pressing against your chest as we make out. Your dick pressed up right against my pussy is getting slicker by the second as I got more and more turned on. Then you would lean towards me, making me lay down on my back as we kissed and lean back to take me in beneath you. You would look so handsome towering over me, looking at me as a whole not just at my body with lust and admiration in your eyes. You would tell me. “You’re so beautiful baby” And I probably couldn’t help but smile and look down as I’m not used to compliments but I whisper a small “Thank you.” that I’m not even sure you would hear. Read more »