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Daddy’s Cock (Poem)

I love how Daddy spoils me
Not just with toys and fancy things
Unabashedly dotes on me
With far more than gold or diamond rings

I don’t mean to seem ungrateful
Nor to complain or squawk
I really am rather thankful
But all I want is Daddy’s cock

Daddy’s cock knows how to tease me
Spare me the trinkets and the frills
Daddy’s cock knows how to please me
and it’s full of wicked lusty thrills

When Daddy speaks, I listen
He’s assertive and direct
I give him my submission
His cock commands respect

He is my king of kings
My salvation and my rock
I need not holy things
I worship at Daddy’s cock

Daddy knows that I am naughty
He rewards my slutty ways
He fucks me till I’m snotty
His cock insures that I obey

Then Daddy tries to tuck me into bed
He motions towards the clock
It’s getting late, you sleepyhead
But all I want is Daddy’s cock

(Written by me for my husband u/smackdaddy70)

Coffee [MF] [Emotional, may be triggering]

You never could make good coffee, sweetheart. Early on, we decided I would make my own coffee every morning, even though you wanted to make it for me.

“It’s not like I’m trying to use one of those coffee pots on a campfire,” you said. “It is just a machine. It shouldn’t be this hard!”

“I know, honey,” I replied, trying to distract you with kisses. “It’s okay.” I tongued your lips, and you pulled back.

“But I did it the way you said.”

No one will ever understand what you did to the coffee. I knew you didn’t deliberately mess it up, but it either came out too weak or too strong – and I used the same coffeemaker. The same coffee pods. The same mugs. Your coffee-making fails were one of those cute, quirky things about you that made me love you a little bit more. I laughed and said we had a mixed marriage. I drank coffee. You drank tea. I didn’t make your tea – vaguely I knew it involved strings and little packets and a tea water kettle-thing – and you didn’t make my coffee. It was a perfect system. Read more »

Men Will Be Men (Short Story) [MF]

It had been a long day. Talking with people tired him, and his internal battery had run flat for the night. He quickly finished his modest night cap before resting the glass on his bedside. The hotel had a comfortable bed, and he immediately melted into the soft sheets.

A loud screech, filled with fear and helpless despair, suddenly came from the room next to him. Instinctively, he ran out, forgetting his slippers under the bed and pushed hard against the door which read ‘202’. Inside, a woman was sobbing, her face terrified and her clothes missing. Quickly switching his focus to the naked man in front, he tackled him down to the ground. “Are you alright?” He asked as the man beneath him struggled in his firm grip. “Yes…” she replied, “now that you’re here.” He had a moment to look into her emerald eyes, which glistened with tears that flowed down her rosy cheeks. Valiantly furious, he pummeled the molester’s head onto the ground before he could say anything. Read more »

I got caught sucking dick three days ago with a twist (mm)

So I (21m) was at home watching tv when I had a sudden craving to suck my friends cock (Shaun 24m). Blonde hair blue eyes, fit with a 8inch cock and a bit thick but not too thick.

So I send him a message saying “are you too busy or can I quickly suck your cock”
**Shaun:** I am busy atm so your going to have to make it worth it
**Me:** don’t I always? ?
**Shaun:** This time it’s different…

The messages went back and worth for a bit Shaun always pushed the boundaries because he classified it as fun and the thrill to get caught. But this was taking it to a new level. I was always clothed when I sucked his dick in a public place. He wanted me to prove how much I wanted his cock.

Shaun wanted me to strip butt naked in the men’s toilets in the shopping plaza at peak time 3pm. This was something I got really scared about but since I was being a pussy about it he added one more thing to prove his serious. “Handcuffs”. I was scared shitless and I had a bad feeling about it but since I was being a complete slut and following what my dick and mouth wanted I did what he said. Read more »

{MF} Lake Flaccid (a humorous tale)

I heard this story first-hand from a friend who had a small role to play. The main character is a young woman, 27 years old, named Alex (changed to protect her privacy). Alex has an unusual sexual proclivities. She is straight and she loves a good penis, except when it’s hard. You see, Alex loves a softie. When a penis is rock hard, she just finds it disgusting. She often thinks how anyone could put something so gross in their bodies. Now a softie on the other hand, she could suck on it for hours. She loved the way it felt in her mouth, like a warm marshmallow that was just the right consistency. To her, a softie was a beautiful thing. Just one problem: when she put a flaccid penis in her mouth, it didn’t stay that way for long. She often asked her lovers to jack off before they got it on (she provided pictures, she wasn’t a bitch). But even then they soon became at least semi-hard and oh so gross. Read more »

Forced to be Used. Part 2. [M,f][Older M][Non con][Minimal plot]

So as everyone seemed to enjoy the [first one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ca57vm/forced_to_be_used_mstr8nonconminimal_plot/) so much, here’s part two! Please let me know if you have any suggestions, ideas, tips, sexy prompts, or other, I’d love to hear all of it.

If the title isn’t obvious enough, this is a non-consensual scene.

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Her head throbbed as she began to rouse, waking up with her heartbeat thumping in her skull. Maddison opened her eyes and groaned in pain. She’d never had a hangover this bad before. At least, that’s what she thought until she tried to sit up.

‘What the fuck?’ She blurted out, as her hands were snagged down, unable to be shifted. Suddenly her grogginess was gone, as she strained her neck trying to see what was happening.

This room wasn’t hers. It was large and dimly lit, a small old fluorescent bulb flickering in the corner. No windows, but a set of stairs to the far right leading up. The room was mostly bare, other than some basic tools, a cupboard, desk and chair. And the bed she was on. Not just on, but tied down to. Read more »

Katherine’s Playtime (Short Story)

Katherine always started with a lick. Her tongue slowly moved along the flaccid shaft, coating the surface generously. She graciously swallowed the tip between her moist lips, letting the soft head push through her parted mouth. She did most of the work, as usual, and started to move her head in and out of his hardening cock, feeling it grow inside her. She loved how he became larger inside her, expanding in both length and girth, forcing her to loosen her jaws in response. He stood there as she eagerly continued to blow him. He never said anything, which she was perfectly fine with. She only cared about one thing, which he always managed to deliver.

After a few minutes, Katherine carefully slid herself out from under him, and got on her hands and knees. She confidently arched her well-toned back, and flexed her athletic thighs as she spread her legs open. She waited, patiently. She always did, as he would only approach her after she had resumed her position. There were days he would simply walk away, leaving her in her place. Fortunately for Kat, today was not that day. She excitedly moved her long, dark hair to the right, and stretched her wet slit with her fingers as she watched him approach her from behind. Read more »

Lazy Morning with my girlfriend

Fantasy I’ve had bouncing around my head for ages now and felt the need to put it in writing ? vanilla for this sub but what of it.

The sun’s been up for a long while, but we’ve cleverly defeated the long summer days from interupting our intimate mornings with long back out curtains. The room is cold and dark, but we’re warm and close beneath the blankets, curled into one another.

I know she’s probably been half awake for at least a few minutes, she usually is, but stays still and quiet to not disturb the ever important cuddle. So I test the waters, pressing a kiss to the top notch of her spine, letting my hand drift to the curve of her waist and my fingertips trace back up to her ribs, my palm settling on her breast.

She hums a sleepy ‘morning’ and presses her body back into mine, confirming my suspicion she’s been awake for a while now. I’m reluctant to lose any moment of this, her hair strewn across the pillow, the way I can feel her heartbeat, but I’ve always been a little defiant. So I drag some lazy kisses across her shoulder blade, up her neck. Read more »

[MF] The Girl From The Theater Pt. 2

It has been exactly one week since I was with the girl from the theater. My mind has taken me on an emotional roller coaster for the last 7 days. I’ve been working 10 hour days all week, and have felt swamped with responsibilities every day after work on top of it. My wife and I got in another one of our ridiculous arguments this morning over the phone. She’s still out of town and won’t come back until next week. Things haven’t been the same between us since she started traveling a lot last year for work.

All day today my mind has been in the clouds. The memory of what I did with Lexie was burned into my brain; I thought about it every night. I could still feel her lips wrapped around my dick, and picture the saliva swinging from her mouth as she deepthroated me. I could still feel her big, perky breasts wrapped around my dick and how she sucked me dry.

I have been trying to tell myself that she was the one that instigated this, and that it wasn’t all my fault. But deep down I knew that was a lie. I was just as much to blame for sitting there and letting her drop between my legs as she was. At the same time, I could not stop myself from wanting to see her again tonight. It has been years since I have felt desired like that… It was intoxicating. Read more »