Farther [M/F]

“It’s just a little farther,” I say over my shoulder, as we continue our hike. “Just over the next rise.”

“I hope so,” you say in reply.

We are walking through typical California scrub – waist-high scrub, light brown rock, light brown dirt – and have been for some twenty minutes, ever since we left the car at the side of the road. The sun is beating down. It’s hot, and there is little breeze. We’re both in hiking shorts and boots; I’m in a T-shirt, you’re in a tank-top. We both have Camelbaks on, and I take the tube in my mouth, suck down a couple of swallows of water. I stop and turn around to see you doing the same, as you walk towards me. Despite your bra, the curve of your breasts is quite visible, as are your exquisite nipples – I have a fleeting image of sucking on them, instead of this water tube, but . . . you push right past me and keep going up the hill.

I turn and catch up with you at the top. We look down, and you see what I have been promising: down this next slope, there is a flowing stream, shade trees, and watering hole deep enough to swim in.

Heartwood Academy – Earning Extra Credit in Restraints [part 3][FFuta][BDSM][Anal][Gagged and Bound]

The fall wind whipped through the trees that lined the city streets, slipping up under my skirt and giving a cold shock to what little fabric was there. It may have been late October, but I knew better than to wear pantyhose with my Heartwood uniform before there was snow on the ground. I read the email again on my phone, just to make sure I was in the right place.

‘Ms. Grey,

This Friday for your lesson, please meet me at Ms. Reed’s home on 3114 Hillcrest. You’ll find it’s no more than 4-5 blocks from the Heartwood Quad. We will work together with Ms. Reed to remediate your scores in her class. Please meet us promptly at 7:30 PM. I do apologize for asking you to meet us in the evening, but there is a faculty meeting that neither of us can miss that afternoon.

I look forward to seeing you,
Headmistress Fox.’

My eyes turned to the large, gold numbers affixed to the brownstone wall up that I stood in front of. 3114. So I was in the right place.

City Getaway – An Interactive Sex Story

I’ve been looking for some time for some quality interactive erotica and didn’t find any. I do play the ocassional porn game (on Nutaku, for example) but you usually need to spend a lot of time or money to get to the sexy parts and I didn’t find something that is narrative driven.

So, I decided to try it on my own and I made this thing: https://muaddib75.github.io/InteractivePassion/

As the post title says, it’s a sex story, similar to what you’d read on this sub or other similar ones, except this is interactive, you get to choose what the characters do. It’s basically a choose-your-own-adventure type of thing, but with sex.

I initially wrote it as a personal exercise (disclaimer, I’m not a writer) but I figured maybe other people can enjoy it – would love to get some constructive feedback, btw.

Enjoy!

Could you help me find a story?

From what I remember a man and woman had been kidnapped and tied up together naked. The man was hard and inside the woman, and ended up cumming inside her.

If anybody has read this story or has anything similar, let me know please!

And sorry if this isn’t allowed here, I don’t know where else to ask

An offering at a milking table [MF]

It started with a cryptic message from a friend of a friend. “Dom requires subjects for milking. Discretion mutually assured. Enquire direct to 0409 ### ###”. Needless to say, my curiosity was piqued.

A flurry of messaging followed, and proof of life submitted, in exchange for a time and an . Instructions as follows: knock twice, enter, second door on the left, no talking. The date was in four days hence. I existed in a heightened state of anxiety and arousal in the meantime. What was I getting myself into?

The allotted time slowly arrived and I walked up to the front door of an suburban household.

It was a very quiet neighbourhood with everyone out tending to their business. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end as I knocked, and then turned the door handle and opened the door silently. My footsteps rang in my ears as I walked down the hallway. Was I being setup? I stood in front of the second door in the left. This one was painted differently to the rest, black in a piano gloss. I hesitated with my hand resting on the door handle.

Jilted Lovers – The Alicia Affair Pt 5 (M/F) (Cheating) (Pregnancy) (Anal)

If you missed any of the previous parts, they can be found [here](https://rileyblackstone.com/category/short-stories/jilted-lovers/)

For three months, Alicia continued to see Eddie nearly every night. Brian, completely oblivious to her absence, continued to work 18-hour days. One morning in September, Alicia stood in her bathroom, holding the pregnancy test in shaking hands. She was now seven days late for her period. Alicia has taken a test each morning for the previous three days. Her heart pounded as the waited for the indicator to show either a plus sign or a minus sign.

[Find out what happened](https://rileyblackstone.com/2019/11/18/jilted-lovers-the-alicia-affair-pt-5/)

The Ugly Duckling (fiction)

I am linking here my latest story I have been able to finish. The story is a part of my so called “Clinic series”, which revolves around a mysterious medical corporation that is able to do just about anything when it comes to human body.

Like all my stories, this too has a heavy D/s theme. However, this time the story is told from the viewpoint of the dominant party, something that isn’t typical for me. One comment I have heard is that it doesn’t include the submissive’s point of view at all, but it is not supposed to. This is her story, not his. He is merely furniture in this story.

Thematically, and fetish wise the story is a mixed bunch. It’s partly a family drama, a huge part of it deals with sexual objectification, extreme cruelty, humiliation and scat play, and on the top of it, it’s also a coming out story of sorts. I’m mentioning this just in case some of these theme’s isn’t your cup of tea.

I wrote the story rather quickly, in a course of couple of weeks. What can I say, I had an inspiration. As always, bear in mind I am not a native English speaker. I apologize for any grammatical errors in advance.

Play Time and Exploring Part 3 (Final) [MF] [MDom] [BDSM] [Anal]

You reached between my legs and slowly stroked my wet pussy, fingers teasing. I felt your legs press against mine, warm skin to warm skin. Your other hand holds the chain links between the cuffs, arching my back so that only my waist rests on the couch, my back arched downwards.

“What do you want?” You asked huskily.

“You,” I let out in a gasp, “Master,” I added, knowing that you will wait for it…or spank me for not using the title.

Your fingers slide in, 2 in my pussy, thumb pressing my clit. You rub in a slow circle over my clit and my knees quiver, your hand holding the cuffs probably the only thing keeping me upright.

Fingers and thumb keep up a lazy stroke, the tempo easy. I feel the orgasm come like a gentle wave and gasp as it rolls through me.

You undo the cuffs, and I drop my arms to my side as I stand up, rolling my shoulders, neck, head and stretch my arms out in front of me.

I miss my old job (true story)

I miss my old job. I worked as a medical massage therapist at a high-end practice in downtown NYC. The clientele was a mix of wealthy middle aged folk and some athletic youngsters, even a few celebs.

I loved that job because, unlike other offices, here I actually had the time and freedom to treat my patients the way I deemed necessary.
But my professional passions aside…I also miss the old job for all the other perks it offered.

Like the steamy weekly sessions with a pretty young blonde named Carolyn.

The first time we saw each other there was a tangible spark. Her long blond wavy hair gently bounced as she walked towards me from the PT treatment room. Watching her confident gait I couldn’t stop thinking of how sexy her 5”4 body must be under those skin tight yoga pants and sports bra.

She looked like a woman who takes good care of herself. Toned and athletic, with the right curves to compel any man to salivate at the mere sight of her. Her beautiful white skin looked as if it would taste as delicious and sweet as condensed milk.