Hey everyone, you all write some great stories and I wish I had the descriptive touch that you all have. I’ve had a plot in mind and I was wondering if anyone is willing to take a shot at it for me. Dm if interested! I unfortunately can’t pay.
Category: eroticliterature
Do Dreams Come True? [Fff] [BDSM] [Strap-ons, restraints, slapping]
***BACKGROUND***
So my girl and I are lucky enough to have just started playing with the Domme of our dreams … and I have been set a task to write some filth for her.
If it’s ‘great’ I get to cum… if its only ‘good’ my orgasm gets ruined… if you read please let me know what you would decide for me?!
*******STORY********
L and I await our Mistress’ command; blindfolded, gagged and collared, kneeling beside each other. I can hear her moving around but she doesn’t speak and the anticipation is killing me. I pull at my handcuffs, clinking the chain and enjoying the feeling of being restrained like this.
‘Don’t move slut’ she says firmly, I immediately freeze and hold my breath. This is a Mistress you do not want to aggravate; I am desperate to please her, to make her orgasmic, to worship her body and make her feel fireworks inside. On the flip side I am also pretty keen not to break any rules, as she is a self proclaimed sadist, although very curious as to how well I’ll be able to withstand her punishments… something tells me she doesn’t go easy.
Vignette II [M/f] [D/s]
He watched in wonder as it came to him. He never tired of watching it, as it moved, as it stood, as it slept, as it served and suffered. His fascination only grew over time, every day was a revelation, a new surprising discovery of the pleasure and entertainment that his property was capable of providing. No, not just capable, but eager and desperate to provide.
He watched, not just enjoying the delightful display but also studying with intensity, appraising every detail of its appearance, assessing every movement. Were it’s nipples erect, brushing the floor at exactly the right depth? Did its tits, hanging beneath it, sway in matching, simultaneous rhythm? Were the fingers of each hand spaced exactly and evenly when placed on the floor?
His expectations were demanding and precise, and he had invested countless hours instilling them into his property through exhaustive repetition, harsh punishment and, when earned, even reward. He reflected momentarily on what had been accomplished, the lump of clay he had taken possession of and molded, sculpted through patience, discipline and hard work into the exquisite creature before him.
Roommates or More?
This is a good one! I have cum to it many times! It’s a long sow build … enjoy!
“What I’m talking about, Jake, is that right now, right here in our living room, we strip off. We get buck naked and let the other person see it all. No more secrets, no more sneak peeks. Let it all hang out and then we can get back to living the way we want.”
“So, you’re saying we undress in front of each other?”
“Jake, that’s exactly what I’m saying. So, stand up and let’s do it.”
The takeaway: Two roommates decide to bare it all, anytime they want … voyeurism, masturbation, mild water sports … and more!
[https://www.literotica.com/s/roommates-or-more](https://www.literotica.com/s/roommates-or-more)
Help finding story. Chad sleeps with guys roommate as he spies on them
Characters:
Main guy – Told from his perspective. Sleeps with easy roomate. Not sure if bf or just likes the gf/his crush.
Gf – last hook up. Wholesome and proper. Liked by main guy.
Roomates – at least 2 maybe more. First one is easy and hooks up with bf and then chad.
Chad/alpha – physically superior. Looks and size.
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First, bf hooks up with easy roomate and then she later hooks up with chad after the first party/meet up.
Guy spies on them outside a window through the blinds and learns she was faking it with him as she is seen and heard screaming. Remembers no screams when he penetrated her.
Next party, every girl is vying for chads attention including easy girl and his crush. Guy tries to hookup with easy girl but shes distant and focused on chad. Chad leaves with another roomate leaving her saddened and unresponsive to bf advances.
Eventually beds gf(?).
Chance Encounter or is It? (M/F)
I see you in a sexy dress…a little low cut but not much…just enough to show the top of your breasts…skirt about mid-thigh…everyone has the famous black dress…but you…because of your uniqueness you have a midnight blue…you look stunning… I see you from across the room…we make eye contact…we look familiar to both…but we can’t think of where…I decide to stroll over…
I look into those dark intoxicating eyes..and those full lips…that have been accented by red lipstick…and my breath is taken away…
We stand and chit chat…my hand just going up you left arm…just barely touching…I lean in and give you a light kiss on the cheek..then head to your ear..light soft kisses along the way…until I get there…and I whisper…I have a room upstairs…
I grab your hand and we walk silently out the room…and walk to the elevator…we both can feel the tension building as we walk…there are a lot of people at the elevator…that’s ok we slip to the back of the car…I can see there will be a few stops…so I drop my hand to your butt realizing you have no panties…I lift the back of your skirt and start lightly tickling your left cheek…you are working hard at not laughing…but some giggles are making their way out…we get a few looks and I just smile…right at the point of you not being able to hold in that laugh..I grab your cheek and give it a good squeeze….DING…here’s our floor…
[M/F] [preg] Shelter in place
*This story is fictional. Stay home, folks. No, really. It’s horrifying that this shit should even be controversial. Just Stay Home.*
“34F mom of 3, divorced, quarantine driving me nuts, do your worst” your post says. You’re looking to be roasted. I think you’re hot. I’m sure 90% of these folks think the same. But they’re really trying. Your left eyebrow is one quarter of an inch thicker than your right eyebrow, what horrible genetics you have. I can see that your index finger on the left hand is slightly chubbier than your chin, do you even eat healthy? Yeah some are funny.
I slide into your DMs.
“Quarantined with 3 kids, uh? Sounds wild”
“Yeah, sure is” you come back to me after a few minutes. You haven’t made front page quite yet, but the comments are piling up. I’m sure I’m not the only one trying this
My pickup line is as smooth as a cat’s tongue
“How would you like to be quarantined with 4 kids in 9 months?”
Of course it can’t work. How could it? We barely exchanged 10 words, if even. Why in hell would it work?
Afternoon Quickie (very short) (M/F) (Female POV)
I might use this scene in a bigger story later so any feedback is appreciated!
I was riding my husbands dick, every inch of his amazing cock packed into my tight pussy. I drove my hips deep in to his and kept grinding. I’d say cowgirl is one of my favorite positions but, let’s be honest, I love them all. I put my hands on his chest and started bouncing up and down, slamming my pussy into his cock. Harder and harder, I slammed down as juice from my pussy started to make splashing sounds and that turned me on even more. I moved my hands to the head board and went back to grinding. I know it’s not his favorite but I needed to writhe around on his cock for just a bit longer.
I looked out the window and through the blinds, I could see the neighbor mowing his back yard. It was a perfect summer afternoon and, while most of the neighbors were out and about, my husband had just been on the couch watching TV. I had been in the kitchen baking brownies and when they were ready, I went to bring him one. He was wearing those basketball shorts that hide absolutely nothing and I could see the perfect outline of the head of his cock through them. That was all I needed, apparently. I took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom.
My Promotion pt.2 ( Female Boss)
This a continuation of a previous story , My Promotion .
It had been two weeks since the Friday of my promotion and I was forced to Thank Vanessa profusely for going to bat for me with the executives. Well , let’s be honest, she didn’t have to do much forcing at all and she and I both know it. Even so , since then our encounters have been mostly professional. I get the sense she is giving me an inviting eye every now and then , but it quickly fades, interrupted by “work” of all things. Either way, all is good. The promotion is legit and Vanessa is now my peer even though the reporting structure has not changed. I actually don’t mind, who wants to prove themselves all over to a new boss anyway. I have also begun to enjoy the added perks: the new corporate expense account, increased pay, and I am just starting to interview candidates to fill my assistant position. In the meantime Michelle, Vanessa’s assistant has been happy to schedule travel, meetings, and organize my calendar.
Do what I tell you, Do it now
Knock knock. No answer. Knock knock. The door opens a crack and her usual sweet airy voice comes through the small opening sharp and indifferent. She didn’t even want to look at me, a harsh tone jumping out at me from behind the door.
“What do you want?”
“You”
“No shit, why haven’t you apologized for lying yet?”
“I was hoping you’d let me in to talk”
“Why would I talk to you if I can’t trust what you say?”
“Baby, can you just let me in so I can explain?”
“Hold on”
She closes the door, and I hear some arguing inside but can’t make out what they’re saying. Silence. The door opens wide and there she is, looking beautiful as ever: sweet and supple chestnut brown skin, smooth as the back of your hand in summer. She’s wearing that cute yellow crop top with the pink short shorts. I can’t think straight with her breasts trying to break out of that shirt, her flat stomach and thick thighs got me stuck to the spot. She stares at me as I look for words, her patience growing thin.
“Can I come in?”