The good boss [MF] [oral] [workplace] [consensual] [virgin]

She was too innocent to realize how beautiful she really was. It’s a pity and a turn-on. Oblivious, humble, unaware, fuckable, I could go on about how to describe her.

I had thoughts about her that no boss should have about an employee.

Just one taste of what she has to offer between her milky smooth thighs would be a luxury. On the other hand, I knew if I get that one taste of her, I wouldn’t be able to stop wanting more.

Her black skirt, gray sweater, and black pumps that she wore to the office as her go-to outfit made her a mix between an school girl and office employee fantasy.

I had wondered what she looked like wearing non-office type outfits. I found out when we ran into each other at the supermarket.

She was walking next to a little boy who was pushing a shopping cart and telling him he was doing a good job acting like an adult. I assumed he was a younger relative.

That day, she wore black leggings and a white shirt that was tied into a knot a good distance above her belly button.

Short term detention facility V To come or not to come [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [tease and denial] [fear] of [electric shock] [brainwashing] [long background].

In this fift chapter, The main character (“you”) is expertly teased and denied by a fembot, and progressively realize that the living nightmare he is immersed into is not a nightmare after all.

Comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome!

# Short term detention facility

[**Chapter one: the sentence**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/daf90h/short_term_detention_facility_i_the_sentence_fdom/)

[**Chapter two: admission**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dafb8a/short_term_detention_facility_ii_admission_fdom/)

[**Chapter three: A first night**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4nsls/short_term_detention_facility_iii_a_first_night/)

[**Chapter four: Being trained**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eneihu/short_term_detention_facility_iv_being_trained/)

**Chapter five: to come or not to come**

You have difficulties remembering the rest of the day. This is what happens when you spend three months in a prison. And it was unmistakably a prison. The housing was comfortable, the landscaped park was a soothing place, and all the activities were really enjoyable; but the walls were high and the doors shut. Also, each day was similar to the previous day. There were schedules, there was a lunch with a Mr. Smith or a Mr. Jones, and that was it. Most of the time, through the fembots, the AI running the place was just politely giving you instructions, and reminding you to stay in your place.

Morning Light [MF]

In the morning light, her skin looks as soft as you know it feels.

Her pale, flushed form looks romantic against the sheets that you both ruined the night before, and she is looking at you inquisitively as you stand at the foot of the bed, impassively watching her. You raise an eyebrow at her – a silent command that she should continue what you’ve told her to do.

She takes a deep breath, looking every bit as innocent as you know she isn’t. This woman is the same person who has begged you to cum on her face, but she is giving you a coquettish look like she has never done this before. The contrast of her feigned innocence and what you know she’s capable of causes your cock to begin hardening. You cross your arms over your chest, an intimidating figure staring down at her, and she settles onto her back.

The Story of Cunt – Day One [serial] [BDSM] [Forced Feminization] [MF/FF]

*This is a story I worked on a short while ago, a realization of a fantasy on paper. I realized shortly thereafter that I could not actually do anything with it, so I will instead post it anonymously across seven days. I am not necessarily looking for notes or anything, because I can’t quite sell this, because I am a published writer and it would be ill-advised to have my name connected to this. I will however welcome comments and anything else.*

Day One

He was walked into the room, seemingly unaware that this would be the last time he would be able to walk under his own power for a week. Well, he was clearly aware. After all, he had agreed to it, even paid for it. The room would suggest impending doom in any other circumstance, adorned with a desk and nothing else. A door led into an unseen room. His mistress for the next seven days stood before him. She was much shorter than him and yet she demanded respect immediately. He was immediately hypnotized by her large piercing eyes, dark irises bordering on black, full lips thickened by her black lipstick, all accentuated by her beautiful sharp nose. She was shapely in all the right ways. Big protruding tits, a hint of a belly, wide hips and the thickest thighs he had ever seen. This is all he could make out at the time as Mistress was covered in a skin tight latex bodysuit. He had just walked in: he hadn’t so much as earned a peek yet.

Becoming His Whore [whoring] [Mdom] [fsub] [Master]

**Becoming His Whore**

Elle sat nervously as the Uber took her to the strangers house. Her hands played with the fabric of her skirt as she looked out the window.

She was dressed exactly as her Master had instructed. His choices had been rather limited, as Elle had been a good girl in her past life. But he picked a tight black crop top, a black ruffled mini skirt, and her tallest 4 inch black heels. Underneath she wore a lacy black bra and a tight black thong. She could already feel herself getting wet in anticipation.

***

The driver dropped her off outside a small house in the suburbs. As he drove off, Elle immediately became self-conscious. She was standing out here, alone, looking like a whore. Which, it turns out, she was.

Elle took a deep breath, then walked up the driveway to the front door. Again, she stood there for a while before getting the courage to knock on the front door. After a minute it opened.

Inside was a tall man, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. He had brown eyes and straight brown hair. “You’re Elle?” he asked, looking her up and down in the dim light.

My Lustful Path – Chapter 6 [MILF][TEEN][REAL STORIES]

[https://www.reddit.com/user/LustfulPath/comments/eosu01/my_lustful_path_chapter_6_milf_teen_real_stories/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/user/LustfulPath/comments/eosu01/my_lustful_path_chapter_6_milf_teen_real_stories/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[MF] My cheating girlfriend’s adventures [NSFW] (First time writer)

There they were, both sitting in his truck. At first it was small conversations: talking about their current lives, shifting from there to high school then to their relationship back in middle school. They started to get deep, talking about what would’ve happened if it worked out. Jade’s eyes gaze into his as his does the same, slowly they both lean into each other, locking lips for the first time since middle school. They both get that feeling…. the mixture of butterflies and a little more, arousal…. quickly their kiss turns into a makeout: Jade’s tongue wrestles Josiahs, hands are feeling and touching each other, the windows start to fog up…. before long, Jade catches her hand rubbing at his crotch, almost a reaction as Josiah is kissing on her neck….
(End scene)

The moonlight barely breaking through the foggy window, Jade unbutton his pants, eager to see what her ex had under. Josiah assists by sliding his pants down to his ankles as Jade is rubbing the bulge outside his boxers. Josiahs hand in Jade’s hair as she slides his boxers down, revealing his groomed member: Shaved above and below, swollen balls and a growing shaft. Jade’s mesmerized as she starts to stroke him…. he let’s out a soft sigh as his cock is within the grip of her warm, soft hand…

And then he pulls out the rope . . .

I walked into his flat. It had so much character, high ceilings, and old wood floors. He grabbed me by the waist and kissed me right away ” hey babe… mmm you smell delicious!” just hang on! he was on the phone and I was wide-eyed and excited. At 27, I was not overly experienced and had not had many partners. I was nervous as he poured me a drink and we sat on the sofa. He put the TV on and was scrolling through downloads. His piercing dark eyes basically undressed me instantly, but I couldn’t tell him that. I bit my lip and let my thoughts sway through the motions of slowly being actually undressed by him …

“So what do you like to watch? ”

I snapped back to reality. We had gone out a few times and he had me with his mischievous grin and smooth excitement. The tension between us was palpable as he put his arm around me and we settled in. The drink was calming my nerves and enhancing my confidence, liquid courage is always helpful.

The Lanzelt Prophecy: Prologue [Fantasy][FF]

The torches flickered lightly on the walls of the throne room. The shadows played across the walls, heaving masses of indistinguishable flesh. Much as the light, so too was the silence. The muted volume cascaded a near perfect silence. The only thing that dared break the silence were the occasional slurp, the near perfect rhythm of adoration. It went on like this for some time until a new sound met the rhythm in its ministrations, a light moan. Each and every so often the slurping would elicit another moan. The moan, in turn, would encourage. The sounds, once light and airy, intensified, devolving slowly into a guttural hunger.

Maia was especially attentive today, the Queen noticed. The young, redheaded, girl was attending to her ministrations with increasing vigor. From her perch on the throne, the Witch Queen watched the heaving of her servant’s perfect throne. Her long hair cascaded down her neck and across her back, every so often bouncing juicily as she moved her head. If it weren’t for her hair, the Witch Queen would have found herself inexplicably drawn to the black obsidian collar around Maia’s neck. The way it framed her lithe body and the power it had over the girl was absolutely intoxicating. It was like watching a woman on fire, her passion undeniable as she knelt between her goddesses legs and proved her devotion. Another moan escaped the Queen’s lips, forced out by the tongue of a redheaded vixen as she seized upon her goddess’ precious nub. Oh, it was good to be the goddess.

I love being a good little girl!!!!! (M/F)

was Lying in bed watching tv when daddy cane home. He sat beside me and started playing with my perfect soft tits through the sheer fabric of my white tank top.

“hi daddy mhm how was your day” he smiled at me and playfully pulled my top down exposing my perky titties for him to keep playing with. It started to make me wet already. “Daddy wants to play” he said moving the blanket and climbing into the bed. He flipped me over and put me face down, little ass up in the air, tank top pulled up, pink lacy thong on display. I smiled sideways at him while he stood there looking at my little body. I tried to reach around for my cock but he hit me my hand away. “You move when I tell you do” I stayed there silently as he rubbed my ass, pulling st the fabric of my thong, staring at my cunt. He removed my thong and spat a huge wet pile of spit right on the bulls eye of my asshole. It felt warm and wet as it dropped down.