Digital Obedience Cuff – Final Part [F, Predicament]

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jw244o/digital_obedience_cuff_f_predicament/)

Tameena kept moving, aimless but at least putting some distance between her and her last stunt. She knew this mall pretty well, heading towards the closest exit. If she had smelt of sex before, now the air around her was heavy with her scent. Pacing towards the food court, the vibrations began to climb again, a small gentle teasing sensation. Tameena’s clit was growing sensitive, but somehow even through the pain the vibrations were succeeding in hardening her nipples. It was all the worse now she knew how prominently it stood out in this dress.

She had to get out of this mall right now, but the fog brought on by tiredness and feeling so horny was making it hard to remember the route out. Scanning the signs on the walls, she saw one leading to an exit and strode across the corridor, hoping the cuff would allow her to leave. The vibrations were speeding up and she was breathing heavily, steadying herself on the wall as she moved, the toy squirming back and forwards inside her from the motion of her thighs. It felt like getting fucked ever so gently. How she longed to be fucked right now. A wicked grin appeared with the thought. Growing tired, the pleasure being wrought on her nethers was harder to fight, and small moans escaped her lips as she pressed forward. She tried her best to keep quiet as she passed people. The vibrations were mounting, making her journey more difficult. In the midst of her concentration, Tameena passed someone and did a double take, looking back to see someone exiting a card shop, their eyes meeting.

Digital Obedience Cuff [F, Predicament]

Most of the fetish stuff wasn’t really her thing, but they tended to pay the best. Tameena adjusted the lighting on the tripod lamp towering over her, training the soft glow on her barefoot cradled in her hand, all her nails a satisfying match of dark purple. Her studio apartment was modest in size, the walls an alarming raspberry shade, with glossy light-wood floorboards. The space was littered with a mismatched array of white furniture amassed over years of deal-hunting online, with an abundance of blankets, framed pictures and cushions, creating a homely and inviting atmosphere. The curtains had been left open on the bright Saturday morning allowing the natural light to cascade into the room. The benefit of being several floors up was that Tameena didn’t have to worry about anyone looking in on her prancing around naked while she worked.

Testing the Waters Part 2 [M/F] [Mother in law/Son in Law] [Cheating]

The next afternoon we went swimming in the in-laws pool. I was in the water playing with the kids while Elle and Laurie floated around, drinking wine and talking. Next to Elle, they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.

Laurie was wearing a fairly modest blue single piece bathing suit that managed to hug her in all the right places. Without showing much skin, you could definitely see every curve on her and I was finding it hard to keep my eyes to my self. Funny thing is, every time I looked over to catch a peek it seemed like she was already looking my way. Was she looking at me out of interest, or had she caught me stealing glances?

After a couple glasses of wine, I couldn’t help but notice that she was staring at me for longer and longer periods. Maybe she was checking me out, I thought, slightly excited about the thought. I was a part time fitness instructor and had played sports my whole life. I may not have been as muscular as I was in college, but I also was in good shape for a 33 year old dad. I had no real excessive body fat and my core muscles and chest looked like they did when I was younger.

Testing the Waters Part 1 [M/F] [Mother in law/Son in Law] [Cheating]

“Wow Mom, how much of you been working out!?” my wife exclaimed as we got out of the car. We had just arrived at her parent’s house to spend a Saturday night. My mother in law had come out to meet us, excited to see her grandkids.

“Oh quit it!” she said as she went to help unbuckle the three kids who were squealing for their grandma, ”only a few times a week.”
You could definitely tell it was working, I thought to myself, watching her bend over to set one of the kids down.

“Well, you are lookin’ good mama!” my wife said teasingly. “You on the prowl for another man?” she asked with a wink.

“Oh give it a rest, Elle” she said as she playfully shoved my wife before giving her a big hug. “You know I only have eyes for your father,” she said sarcastically. As I started to unload the car, she came around and opened her arms to give me a hug.

“It’s good to see you John”, she said as she wrapped her arms around me.

I want to hold your motherfucking hand. [saying it to strangers] [cos I can’t say it to you] [Feelings™]

I’m not feeling sultry or mysterious or particularly clever, and fantasizing about tongues and cocks and clits just isn’t filling up that absence of you today. 

What I really want is your mouth on my forehead, the world’s softest kiss. 

I want you to reach for my hand when we’re walking side by side down Piccadilly, because you’re 2% afraid I’ll stumble on a walk I’ve made for years and get swallowed by the world’s slowest black cab army, or maybe because you think you can handle telling just these strangers on the street in your own quiet way, “Look at her; she’s mine.” In any case, my fingers tighten between yours like a vice, because. Well.

I’ve missed you. 

And yeah, I’ve survived this time by willing my hand to become your hand, pulling on my hair every time my back arches from the sheets, but all I can seem to hunger for today is the soft, deft parting of my hair into strands to be carefully, awe-struck-edly plaited. 

It’s the little ways you worship me I’m craving. 

[Incest] [D/d] [B/s] [Gangbang] [Anal] [Breeding] Daddy And My Brothers Gangbanged Me For My Birthday

Melody sat cross-legged, watching television as she folded clothes. There was always a mountain’s worth of clothes. Not surprising, considering that it’s a house with one girl, her two brothers and her father.

She could hear the constant thud of a ball outside the drive. Her brothers were playing basketball outside in the driveway. She glanced at the clock, then put down the T-shirt she had been folding- it was time to get them in for dinner. Daddy would be home soon and she wanted everything to be ready before he arrived. Since their mother had ran off, Melody had taken over the duties of being the cook, housekeeper and babysitter.

Melody looked out the backdoor at her brothers. It was hard to believe how big they are now. Zack was 18 and the spitting image of Daddy- chiselled and rugged. Peter was a year older and a junior at college. They were both very active outgoing types. Melody flushed with shame when she caught herself admiring her brother’s hard, muscled bodies.

They both lived at home. Daddy wanted it that way. He wanted his kids close by him at all times.

I had sex with my colleague in office and got caught.

3rd March,I remember that day vividly,that day I had the best sexual experience of my life.It was working on client’s files just like a regular day All the bosses who has a upper hand on me were out of the office attending some important conference.office management was in my control today! and I definitely misused it.I called my assistant and circulated a note between all the sales employees to visit my office one by one. I planned to talk with all the employees about improvements thorough their performance review. First it was Raj,we talked for half an hour, Raj was a hardworking and shown his dignity towards work so I congratulated him and wished him, and then it was Shreya’s turn and now everything around me turned sensual. Shreya entered with her aromatic fragrance which was a mixture floral and wood oil. Not gonna lie Shreya had me the very moment she entered the room. She and I had long history and by long history i mean couple months back when i took her interview with HR I remember saying “welcome aboard ,you’re hired “. Since then we flirted around office,had eye to eye several times.
She looked at me with her big brown eyes and perfectly arched eyelashes,she said “can I come in sir?” I said yes we have a lot to talk about.go fetch me your file! it’s in the drawer of that table. She reached the table and bend over the drawer and started looking, i had a look over her skirt and i got turned on. She said sir “I can’t find it,can you help me please?”. I walked towards the table and released she gave me that erotic look quickly I realised that I’m about to have a sex with Shreya. I said I’ll help you just like i did previously in you interview and I slightly touch her hand. She smiled and replied I certainly need a hand. And then she holds my hand and keep it on her breast, instantly my dick got hard as rock and I kissed her,i kissed her like I was in my bedroom I forgot everything only thing in my mind was her lips and her tongue.
While kissing for some time i was incharge but then she started kissing me with more passion it was so sensual that adrenaline rush pumped up entirely throughout my body. I was sure she haven’t had some action for days because her kiss was intense and desired. She was wearing dark satin red top with grey skirt . Thirst down my throat eagerly craving to know what colour of bra she’s wearing inside . I placed my hand on her right boob and slightly moved my hand around it,her nipple was rock hard.”don’t just touch them grab them suck them” she whispered.then I started unbuckling her shirt she was wearing beige coloured bra,looking at her tits made my dick crazy and immediately wanted to penetrate in her pussy till she squirts on the table.while sucking her boobs I took my pants off and she’s such an expert she immediately sits on her knees and starts sucking my dick,she was so fast for the moment I wondered if she was really into me or she just wanted a promotion. She was doing everything she was using her tongue she was dripping spit and That was intoxicating for me something of that wager or taking risk of having sex in office made body rushed with blood then i picked her by her hip and slightly tuned her around and placed her on that table simultaneously grabbing her hair. Then i started penetrating harder after a while my shaft hit her so hard on cervix she mounded loudly! I was sure someone must have heard it , we both could have lost our job but “fuck”we both didn’t care sex was so good i felt orgasms in my body even in my legs. Her pussy started dripping oh god i put my finger up her vagina I rubbed that wet vagina and she clenched and i knew she reached the peak
. Then i came inside her and i knew this was the best sex i ever had. We cleaned up and got to work again .next day everyone knew about sex but it never reached to HR or my bosses and we were safe.

The horse and the man

A horse and a man walk into a bar. The man sits down, as does the horse. Both already drunk are fumbling around with the deck of cards set on the table.

Shuffling through the deck and waiting patiently for his drink the horse notices the bartender, “wow she’s a stallion” the horse says. The man follows this remark with a quick glare. He agrees with the horse by saying “man, if that didn’t get my jockey up I’d start to think maybe I’m gay.” Followed by a roaring yet playful laughter from the two of them.

Out of no where the man full of testosterone and anxiety grabs the horse by his Maine and they both start violently making out. Throbbing the man is, grabs the horses ass and with all his force he tries to overcome the horse in a sexual strength battle. Both weary from the long day give it their all to out match the other, to assert dominance. The man grabs the horse by the horses thick and coarse tail and yanks it towards him, ultimately giving him the upper hand in the fight for the male role. Finally the horse accepts the defeat, laying thinking about all that this has changed in his life and his perception on their relationship when he feels the warm but soothing breathing of the man. The horse turns around to see the man holding up the ace card from the deck mentioned earlier. The man says to the horse,

[MF] [Public] [exh] ART GALLERY – A quickie in an art gallery. An art gallery sex story.

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In 1992 Tom, my then boyfriend, and I went to San Francisco on vacation and while there we visited an art museum showing Escher pictures which we both liked very much. We got there and the whole place was practically empty. We wandered around looking at the paintings and then came to a small room that was off the main gallery. There was a security man in the main room, but I think he was almost asleep. We were both footsore, so we sat down on a couch in this small room and talked for a while, and then Tom started to grow amorous and kiss me, and squeeze my breasts through my blouse. I began to get really excited, and I fondled his cock through the pocket of his pants until it grew hard.

I was so turned on that I pulled my panties off and knelt on all fours on the couch, with my bare bottom in the air, and pulled my short skirt up. Tom opened his pants and knelt behind me, and pushed in his cock. We had to do it very quietly, or the security guy would’ve come along to see what the hell we were doing. I could hear people walking around the main gallery too, and somebody only had to walk down our way to see us doing the deed. But that was what made it so thrilling.

Buying Diana [Lesbian]

Feeling very nervous as she stood backstage with the others, Diana Watson had so many butterflies in her stomach by then that she was deathly afraid that she might throw up at any moment.

Uncomfortably squeezed into her very best dress – one that she had not worn for many years, since before a sedentary life added more than a few extra pounds to her once slender figure – Diana had to work hard to resist the impulse to run a restive hand through the hair she’d had professionally coiffed at the beauty parlor earlier that day. She had gone to a great deal of trouble and expense to look her absolute best for this event and didn’t want to ruin it, though she was quite sure the effect had long since been spoiled by her sweating and nervous fidgeting as she awaited her turn.

Cringing at the rolling rumble of the crowd, the rhythmic chant of the auctioneer and the gunshot-like bangs of the gavel, Diana resisted the urge to take another peek through the curtains as she knew that it would only put her even more on edge.