You’re out taking a hike in the mountains. It’s early morning and you’re the only one out, the day is already beginning to get hot. After you walk for a while, you start to get hot and so you take a seat and drink some water. As you do, you over hear some laughing and giggling a little ways to your right. You notice a small trail that leads away from the main trail you’re currently on. Deciding to investigate you follow the trail. After a breif walk you can hear the sound of running water, the sound of laughter getting louder. Upon turning the corner you catch a glimpse of the noise. Two beautiful women naked and playing in a crystal clear creek. You stop dead and watch for a minute or two, noticing our perky boobs glistening with water as we splash ourselves. You can feel your cock getting hard the longer you watch. Suddenly the two women notice you, at first you all just stare at each other for a minute. One of them, calls out “You’ve seen us naked, we should see you naked so all is fair and even.”
Category: eroticliterature
Step Sister Corruption Part 10 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, cons)
Do you know how excruciating it is to have your dick in a girl and not go fast. Not go to pound town. Not make Summer’s precious delicious wet warm pussy mine.
No I was blue balling myself going so fucking slow.
Yet here I was trying to show Summer that I could tease as well.
I thought I had the power. The dominance. I had the upper hand by controlling the tempo.
Then how come I felt like I was losing?
I looked at Summer she was just sitting there enjoying what I was doing to her. The most I was getting out was a deep purr.
I spoke hoping that my words were true, “See I can tease too Summer.”
Summer half purred half laughed, “But how long can you keep this up before you stop ‘teasing’ and go straight to fucking me?”
She turned her head to look at me with a shit eating grin, “My guess is not long.”
Shit!!!!!
She was right.
Every muscle in my body demanded I go faster. I go deeper.
[EU] The daily life of a runway model! Alt. Story: Leash 1-4
Main Story: [[Parts 4-6]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7msnn/eu_the_daily_life_of_a_runway_model_part_46/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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Leash ^[1(×4).2]
Part 1 – Announcer
[~music~](https://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=youtu.be&t=2800&v=uSaG-FGm2Vo)
Listen up all you fashion hounds out there.
We’re moving into our final portion of tonight’s performance before the main event.
This’ll be our models’ last walk before leaving for their homes to *relax* in their *gorgeous, new,*
**Leisure Weaaaarrrr!**
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Part 2 – Pose
First up is the *dynamic duo* of *devious divas,*
Sasha & Kiera!
Sasha has adorned an all gold onsomble with a single red velvet ribbon, intertwined with 3 feet of braided golden locks, ending in a golden [hook](https://images.app.goo.gl/Yyhru8DY8FeePpLSA).
In front, we have her signature [4-point, Golden-Trident-Chain](https://images.app.goo.gl/xSWSTbLDpAn2hnqs6) with a golden plush handle swaying between her legs.
And with her hands and feet wrapped in a golden-velvet lace, our girl is strutting with *passion*; just look at that *poise*.
On Sasha’s heels, follows the *radiant, red-head,* Kiera. A single gold velvet ribbon, 2 & ½ feet of braids, & a [rose-gold](https://images.app.goo.gl/ftgcAxz8MRGdaqYp8) hook; we have ourselves a *mirror match up.*
But that’s were the *mimicry madness* ends.
Our ruby model has chosen a quad-attire to finish off tonight.
[EU] The daily life of a runway model! Part 4-6
[[Parts 1-3]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7mi1e/eu_the_daily_life_of_a_runway_model_in_a_world_of/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) [Next]
Alt. Story: [[Leash 1-4]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7n4k9/eu_the_daily_life_of_a_runway_model_alt_story/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)
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Part 4 – Pre-Show ^[1.1.1.1]=[1(×4)]{easier ^to ^read}
I stand here, still as a statue, unmoved since adorning the *final* piece.
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Putting everything on was, truthfully, quite easy; the silk was simple enough to manage, & the ‘shoes’ slid on like slippers. The wires stretched & formed perfectly around my calves. Unsurprising, since the whole outfit was formed using a mold of my lower body.
*Removing* the shoes were just as easy; by simply twisting the top to release a little pressure, my leg slides right out. I tried them out a few times before the show & found them easy to walk in. They’re even quite comfortable, or as comfortable as *5″ heel* can get.
Gone are the days of the impractical; **fashion** is about balancing **function & freedom**.
Even the center piece could be slipped on like a pair of tights; however, its designer & creator forbid me from seeing it before the show, much less wear it.
The music beats. Directions being called. Models running, changing into their final outfits; all extravagant, but none like mine.
[EU] The daily life of a runway model in a world of Exhibitionist.
This is a multi-part story that takes place in a Universe I’m building.
<^[#.#] = Time Line>
<^[1.1] comes before ^[1.1.1] , but during ^[1.2] >
Parts 1-3
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Part 1 – History ^[1]
Ever since the [Sexual Freedom & Liberation Ack,](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/iht3mm/wp_the_year_is_21xx_the_sexual_freedom_liberation/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) fashion has shifted more & more towards exposing one’s self.
Fashion moguls call it ‘*Exposure*’.
Many models thought this just meant less clothing; some just went nude with a pair of heals & some makeup. Those that did often didn’t make it. Most of their careers were based on some fashion designers layering cloth over them until they were satisfied, alway pulling the eyes focus to their work & away from the one wearing it.
When the switch happened, they had no chance.
This new era of fashion centers around the wearer. ‘Exposure’ is all about showing off one’s vulnerability; the few models able to do this while projecting an air of confidence & power were raised to a whole new level of fame.
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Part 2 – My Onsomble ^[1.1]
[MF, Romance, Lt Bondage] A Special Bed
No one wants to go ANYWHERE given the pandemic, so we leveraged that for a honeymoon suite weekend package. Thriftiness is sexy right? Well so is having your mistress tied up and at your mercy.
We checked in. Got to the “room” and it was more like an apartment. Stairs lead up to a ‘loft’ with a couch and TV that overlooked the place. There was a giant Jacuzzi that could have hosted an orgy, and a classic 4-poster king bed in the corner. With a canopy over the top…
She went straight up the stairs and got comfortable on the couch… I checked the lay of the land and found something interesting about the bed… I decided that would be the ultimate destination for our first round of lust so I stuck a few cloth straps under the pillows. I expected to tie her up somehow and have my way with her, but when I saw the bed and what it offered, I knew that’d be the place. So I emptied my pockets… well mostly.
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Looking for a story if anyone can help
Looking for a story where a son, his mother, and his sisters get stranded on an island when they start transforming. I believe his mother started with breast expansion and his sister got pregnant. They may have eaten something but I don’t remember. It was from a long time ago and that’s about all I can remember. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Whores don’t get to cum
He used me again
Last night my husband and I were sitting in the living room watching tv, when he told me we should go snuggle in bed. I get up and follow him into the room, expecting he wants a blowjob. Immediately he turns and starts trying to pull my shirt off. I squirm a bit, trying to get him to lay down on the bed so I can suck him off.
He shoves me onto the bed on my stomach, and quickly pulls down my leggings and panties. A few quick slaps to my asscheeks before he climbs on the bed.
I shift a little, expecting him to lay down, but he reaches up and tugs off my shirt and bra, leaving me completely naked. At this point, he grabs my hips and pulls me over his knee, one arm holding my arms to my sides, the other spanking my ass mercilessly. I begin whimpering and squirming, begging for him to stop. “You’re such a whore, you’re such a fucking whore, say it!” He demands between spanks. I whimper it out softly, only to get a harder slap to my ass. “Say it again!”
The Roller Coaster Felt a Little Too Good
Okay yeah, so this story is unfortunately very true. This happened about five years ago when I was 13.
I was going to a fair with five of my friends. I had some half-price coupons to the local theme park (Valleyfair in Minnesota) and we decided to go together.
So we get to the theme park and right at the entrance of the park is this roller coaster called the Steel Venom that we decide will be our first ride. We wait in line to get on the ride, and start buckling in when it’s our turn.
Now here comes the fuck up – after I push down my harness, I had just a little bit too much room to wiggle around. I figure I might as well push it one more notch, better safe than sorry right? As it turns out, I was very, very sorry for being safe. I push the harness down one more notch and the ride starts, and I’m enjoying the ride from the safety of my snug harness, secure in the knowledge that I won’t slip out and die. I loved roller coasters so I’m enjoying myself, having a great time, screaming louder than I need to.
dominated by my neighbor [Mf] [fiction]
He was much older than me, but still seemed young through his exuberant enthusiasm. He was particularly charming through the way he talked and dressed. I didn’t see him often, just in the morning when we both left for work and perhaps in the evening when I did some garden work while he took out the trash. But our exchanges were always very pleasant and he made sure to tell me if I needed anything fixed not to hesitate to let him know.
I didn’t know that much about his personal life, and I also didn’t want to know. Sometimes his kids would come and visit him, and sometimes it seemed the house was empty for weeks on end.
One day the kitchen sink sprung a leak. I was about to call a plumber when his words popped into my head. Instead, I gave him a call and told him my situation. He said he’d be right over and that it wasn’t a problem.
As he fixed the sink we made idle chit chat, and after he was done I offered to make him dinner to compensate. He politely tried to refuse, but I told him it was the least I could do.