[23F/M] Did you have a nightmare, darling? (Mommy kink)(gentle femdom)(blowjob) (titty fuck)

I woke up to an empty space next to me. Certainly, something unusual to me so I got up and went downstairs to find him.

“There you are my sweet boy,” I whispered as he came in to sight.

My eyes still drowsy, fighting to stay open as the time read 4AM.

His legs were against his chest, arms wrapped around them as his head laid between them.

*Something was wrong.*

I treaded slowly towards him, squatting down at his level as I placed my hand over his knee.

“What’s wrong darling?”

He lifted his head up and faced me. His eyes heavy with worry. The bags under his eyes, clearly evidence of him unable to sleep tonight.

I placed a hand over his cheek, softly rubbing my thumb against it.

“Mommy’s here. Did you have another nightmare?”

He slowly nods.

You see, Caleb was a strong man. Muscles and abs in the exterior yet inside, he was a vulnerable man. And sometimes, he had nights where it felt like bricks fell over his shoulders and he needed someone to help him bare the weight – causing him nightmares and anxiety. He was a man that required to be taken care of. And that’s, where I came in..

Daddy Loves My New Blue Dress [M/F] [M40+] [F34] [public] [date night] [dirty talk] [multiple orgasms] [creampie] [gentle Daddy Dom] [NSFW author pic 😈😉]

We are out to dinner at an upscale restaurant. You reserved this specific table months in advance – it’s tucked away in the farthest corner of the restaurant surrounded by a tall, lavishly cushioned U-shaped booth. Candles are the primary source of light. Hardly anyone except the waiter sees our little booth and later I discover that’s exactly the way you planned it.

If anyone happened to walk by they’d see me sitting on your lap with my legs sideways over your thighs, your arms tightly holding me to you, my head laying lovingly on your shoulder. The only couple who happened to walk by have commented, “Aw! What an adorable couple!” You politely smile and thank them but they don’t know what’s really happening: that your spent cock is still pulsing in my pussy, plugging your hot cum deep inside of me. I am trying to steady my breathing so I don’t draw attention to our booth. You hold me close to you possessively.

“What’s the matter my love?” you moan in my ear as my pussy spasms around your cock. “Don’t you want people to know what a good little slut you’ve been for your Daddy tonight?”

The Game [MF]

A smile crept across my face. How could it not? I walked into the room and there you were. Facedown on the bed. Lying on top of some soft towels and a pillow under your hips. Completely naked. A stunning look as always. Your legs were together, arms spread out on your sides, and your head facing away from the door. You were slightly wiggling your ass at me. As if I needed more enticement to join you. I slid my shirt over my head. Undid the belt on my jeans. Sliding them down my legs had my cock bouncing in joy at its freedom. Already half mast from the view of you.

Thinking of him [F45] [masturbation] [female pov]

He’d just sent her a live video of Father John Misty singing “when you’re smiling and astride me,” and she knew as he was standing there, next to his wife, it was her hips he saw astride him. Her lips he saw smiling.

She turned the phone’s volume higher. The “oh oh ohs” bouncing between her headphones matching the rhythm of her heartbeat.

She grabbed her breasts and arched her back.

Her pussy was throbbing. It seemed to have a pulse, a beat of its own, and every part of her wanted to crescendo to the lift of the music and the thought of his touch.

Behind her closed eyes she saw his face hovering above her stomach, his hands on her breasts, and as she pictured his head dipping between her thighs, she slid one finger inside.

Wet heat. Her eyes grew wide at the feel of herself. How just the thought of him could make her feel flooded in every way.

She circled her middle finger around her clit, back and forth, around and around.

Her knees were wide open, her back arched, her left hand gripping her breast tightly.

The Foursome Fun continues [F41,F40,M38,M36] [Foursome] [Sharing Partners] [Oral]

This is a continuation of the Four of Us Finally Together Again, for those of you that enjoyed that Foursome. Here is the link to the previous story:

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I watch intently as my husband moves towards Jade and Noah, a look on his face I have never seen before. He knows what he wants. Who he wants.

Jade is still on her knees bent over the sofa, Noah positioned behind her. Noah moves and smirks at my husband, giving him permission to have his way with her.

Noah and I stare in wonder as my husband swivels Jade’s hips around, lifts her up and pushes her back into the sofa spreading her legs wide. He leans in to lick her already soaking wet pussy. Jade moans in delight and I feel myself dripping even more.

I am still on my knees. I look up at Noah towering above me, his cock in perfect level to my face. His cock twitches as he watches his wife being eaten out by my husband. I take a moment to appreciate him standing before me fully naked.

After Happy Hour, Part 1 [BDSM] [Fdom] [kidnap] [torture] [real] [F40/F34/F36]

She burst through the front door of her apartment and collapsed onto the couch. It was already a few hours later than she was used to getting home from work, but it had been so long since all of her co-workers got together for a Friday happy hour, and she felt as though she couldn’t miss it.

She enjoyed the time out of the office getting to know everyone in the office a bit, and knew that it was both the only way to move upward at the company, and be able to keep any questions on her life outside the office to a minimum. She was pretty sure tonight’s bonding time with her millennial manager would go a long way to earning her a promotion. They both bonded over the fact that their post-pandemic-lockdown Friday nights usually consisted of sitting at their apartments alone with a bottle of gin swiping left and right on their smartphones. She didn’t let the fact that she was a bourbon drinker and never even downloaded one of those apps get in the way of creating a good connection.

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I’m searching for a story about a guy who I think used to or still does work for the government, and he’s on a plane journey sat next to a guy and his girlfriend. This guy and the girl are constantly arguing over their views and they end up fucking in the plane toilets after he threatens the boyfriend not to go in there.

I became a woman’s penis?! Part 1 [Rape/Non-con] [Transformation] [Piss]

[Features: Non-con, rape, transformation into a penis, female masturbation, piss/peeing, mouth stuff.]

Alright. I’ll admit it. I can be a little… mean sometimes. Not on purpose, not really, but….

“Go fuck yourself!”

Anger issues aren’t exactly uncommon. I was just playing some game, some team based game, and was getting absolutely stomped by the other team. It wasn’t like it had been going on for just a few minutes or anything! They had been stomping us for what had to be the better part of an hour. The stupid matchmaking kept putting us together and I had finally just, blown my top.

“Ha. Skill issue.” I heard over the mic. A woman on the other team.

“Oh go make a sandwich you bitch.” I wasn’t really sexist but you say all sorts of shit when you’re angry.

“Makes sense, your skills and insults are from the 50’s.”

Gotta admit, she had me there. That was weak as fuck. Of course, that only stoked my absolute rage at the moment.

“Cunt ass bitch. Couldn’t find a man to fuck you so spend all your time playing games?”

Auction Night Part 1 [F28, F30, F36, M28, M32, M35, M44]

My wife Lucy and I both grew up in the Midwest. We met at a small liberal arts college in Ohio (it would probably take you less than three guesses to figure out which one).

I was a computer science major and Lucy studied history, but she soon learned that her passion was teaching. After we graduated she got a job as a middle school history teacher at a private school. She was a natural — the combination of her youth, sense of humor, excitement for the subject, and most importantly her sincere desire to connect with EVERY student quickly made her the most popular teacher at school. Lucy was everybody’s favorite, from the straight-A do-gooders to the fuck-up stoners and the goth girls with Doc Martens. They all loved her.

Which made it so difficult when the small company I worked for got bought by a big software giant and we had to relocate to Silicon Valley. The kids were devastated, and Lucy was really sad, too. It was a rough few weeks as she said goodbye to her students and parents and we began to prepare for our new life in California.

(Part 3) Jenni’s Tale [female pov, fantasy, public nudity, captivity, adult 20-35F, 20+ M, potential triggering content: contains references to and threats of rape and sexual slavery]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/w1q0k0/jennis_tale_female_pov_rough_sex_prostitution/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/w6mevk/part_2_jennis_tale_fantasy_female_pov_sexism/)

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There was screaming and commotion coming from outside my jail cell’s window. Slowly I opened my eyes and blinked. Exhausted from my long run I must have dozed off? I got up from the small bench and peered through the narrow slit which functioned as a window.

“That’s all I see. Close the gate!” a guard was yelling. I could hear the wooden door swing shut. There was more shouting, fearful and troubled, coming from town. Now another sound, deeper and ominous, the slow beat of a distant drum. Ugh, why did I have to be stuck in here? It’d been several hours most likely, as evening seemed to be upon us, but I was still rotting in this cell to “sober up” I guess.

I got up and moved around, trying to see out this small window. There wasn’t much for a minute, then I saw them coming around the far bend.