Laura Takes a Walk [F/M] [Goth]

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/laura-takes-a-walk/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/laura-takes-a-walk/)

Laura felt as if someone was following her as she walked down the dark streets of East Chicago. Her black ankle army boots pounding against the pavement as she continued to peer her dark brown eyes over her shoulder. Her shoulder length black bob bouncing with each step. She shivered as the cool Fall wind whizzed by her as her fishnets, short black skirt, and thin black belly cut long sleeve did little to shield her pale white skin.

Laura turned into a dark alley when she realized with a start that it was a dead end. Turning to move back to the street her eyes startled as she felt a man press a hand over her mouth as his strength over powered hers leading her to the end of the alleyway so no one could see them.

Laura struggled before the man’s hand was replaced with his rough lips. Laura’s eyes went wide as she felt his lips move against her own. Laura struggled in his grasp until she gave in her lips parting for his tongue to delve into her warm mouth. The mans strong hands moving down her wide hips to cup her supple as underneath her short skirt. Laura’s toes curled as he deepened the kiss. Laura’s hands planted on his strong chest she continued to react as her nipples hardened.

Unexpected Surprise [MMF Fetish]

So last night I was getting out of the shower. After drying off I entered into our bedroom and my wife met me at the door with a long lingering kiss. She whispered into my ear “Do you trust me?” I nodded my head yes. She turned me around and covered my eyes with a blindfold. Then guided me to the bed.

She pushed me back and started to gently kiss and tease my naked body. My erection started growing. As she licked her way down my body she laid me back and slowly engulfed my cock with her warm wet mouth. As she went to town sucking and licking my cock and balls one of here hands edged a little lower until she is lightly teasing my asshole with her finger.

She slowly works a lubed finger into my ass and I see stars as she hits my prostate. I quickly fall into a state of complete arousal. I am in total ecstasy as she is sucking my dick and fingering my ass.

Putting a [M]outh to Work [f] [str8]

Just a quick little blurb before you get down and dirty. This is my first attempt at writing anything like this, so, all your feedback, encouragement, pointers, sexy smoke signals, other tidbits, are absolutely appreciated. :]

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She wore a loose white camisole, and a soft pink skirt. Standing in the mirror she preened herself, fluffing her long blonde hair and twirling her skirt about. Her long bare legs were exposed, only covered from the upper thigh, while her top was a flattering cut for her small perky breasts. Pushing up her hair behind her ears, her blue eyes wandered over her body as she mulled over her dress choice. Was it too slutty? Or just right?

This was a first date after all. She didn’t want to ruin expectations, or to be too ‘easy’, either. He was an older man, old enough to be her father, really. What do men like that want? She picked nerviusly over for small, delicate frame. She was only just 21, and he 47.

But, after an hour of more deliberating, she huffed to herself and walked out the door. Clutching her purse as she stepped out into the cool night. Her perfectly manicured hands instantly waving down a well timed taxi.

[M][BDSM][INC][NC] Harry Potter erotica written by a friend asking for kinks.

Hey all, I don’t have a full story to post, but I do have a link to two stories I wrote with the help of someone asking me to get kinkier and kinkier by paragraph. So here is how the stories turned out. I’d like to write more stories if you want.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3338024/chapters/7300244

http://members.adult-fanfiction.org/profile.php?no=1296953493&view=story&zone=hp

Heather Learns a New Lesson [F/M] [Librarian]

Full Story: [https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/heather-learns-a-new-lesson/](https://dialogus.blog/2019/07/06/heather-learns-a-new-lesson/)

Heather started at Mid-Town library a month ago and loved most aspects of her job. Spending the whole day with books, helping people, and above all getting paid to do it. Heather’s heart was as big as her thirst for knowledge, and as the library also served as a sort of community center for low-income and the homeless, she was perfectly at home helping others.

            Standing at 5”5 with chestnut brown hair, big brown eyes, and soft pink lips Heather was as cute as a button. Add in her round glasses, soft figure, and dazzling smile she made all of the patrons of the library feel at ease.

            It was around Nine o’ Clock at night as Heather stood on the small ladder placing books back in one of the sections in the back of the library. Usually Heather was alone around this time closing up, but a deep voice spooked her.

            “Ma’am, would you happen to know the password to the wi-fi?”

            When she looked down a tall, dark haired, and broad chested man stood below her next to the ladder.

Welcome To The Neighborhood

Kassidy was no stranger to taking risks in her sexual pleasures, she thought of herself as quite the exhibitionist when the right mood struck. However, since moving into the new house, there wasn’t much of a reason to be concerned with anyone seeing her through the window in the bathroom. Turned out, the gentleman next door had been relocated by his family so they might take care of him better and keep an eye on him in his old age. The “FOR SALE” sign went up, making that at least three on their street since they’d bought theirs, so just like every other house that hadn’t sold yet, she assumed it would be up for a while.

[f] Your dress.

You live just a hallway apart from me. We share the house.

Every night I watch you walk to the kitchen in a summer dress, lightly hanging from your thin shoulders, ending just above your knees. I watch it flow around your waist, swinging with each turn and twist. Your walk, like a graceful cat, along the sunset-lit floorboards. Your long legs, ending somewhere far above that light sundress, leave me restless at night.

Tonight you came over to my room. A movie we watched on the floor. Only you didn’t know you were in the cast too. The orange summer sunset was spilling it’s rays through the window, beautifully outlining your face. The last sun rays turned into a rich pink color, reflected off a distant window to purposely caress your lips. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.

Darkness enveloped you, as credits rolled. You got up form the floor, leaning forward, giving me just a glimpse of your chest, as deep as your bra, but nothing beyond. Perfectly white creamy skin, sprinkled with a few freckles, laid upon you by the early summer sun. Skin, as if magnetized, attracting my hands, my eyes, my thoughts.

Lustful Anniversary (pt. 1) (FM) (Fingering) (Sub-Dom) (Creampie)

It was our one year anniversary and we were both twenty. Dinner was nice but it was hardly what I was looking forward to, besides with how wet my panties were getting I could hardly concentrate. After eating we cuddle up on the couch together to watch a movie, my boyfriend spooning me under the blanket.

He gently kisses the top of my head and caresses my neck and shoulders, I moan so softly it’s like a pur. My panties are getting wet again as his hand slips down my shirt. His fingers rub over my sensitive nipples, he grabs at my boobs slowly, squeezing each of them alternatively. As he starts to focus on my nipples while he kisses me neck. I feel myself getting insanely turned on. I push my butt backwards into him and start to grind, hard. I want him to be as horny as I am.

I barely notice his erection due to my nipples radiating electric shocks of pleasure. He pinches my hard, pink nipples, rolling them around in his fingers as I try to keep my moans quiet. I keep grinding into him, I know he loves my curvy, squeezable ass.

Take me now part 5 (MF, bondage, predator/ prey)

(This is my first writing. I would appreciate comments for improvement)

I lay on the bed unable to move. Still blindfolded I struggle to listen for anything that will clue me in to where you are. The silence is deafening. After what seems like hours I hear a small click and the bed shifts as you climb on it. You press your jeans against my thighs and pussy. I want to rub myself on you so badly.

You start to drip some warm across my tits. Initially I though lt it was wax but it felt too fluid. Maybe a different kind of wax than what I use in my solo play? You drip it down my stomach and onto my mound. It starts to slid down between my lips to meet with my own wetness. You continue down my thighs and then onto my arms. I hear the snap as the cap closes. The bed shifts again as you leave.

Your hands start to rub my body starting with my calves and working up. The massage oil seems to become even warmer with every touch. You get to the junction of my thighs.

[FM] Dear John.

I don’t know where you are or what you’re doing right now. I don’t know if you’ll ever see this, you deleted your account afterall. That means you probably no longer have any of the pictures I sent you. You can’t read all of our heated exchanges again. You wouldn’t want your sweet wife to find images of my soft white skin, my red panties, my bare breasts. Or see the filthy letters of lust we wrote to one another. You wouldn’t want that, and neither would I. I don’t want to get you into trouble. I don’t want to hurt you, or her.

I’m a good girl, afterall. You knew that. You knew I never would have sent you any of those explicit pictures if I had known you belonged to another woman. I wouldn’t have described in vivid detail all of the things I would let you do to this body of mine. I wouldn’t have exposed myself to you, body and soul; made myself vulnerable and helpless against your wants and desires. I wouldn’t have touched myself day after day, over and over to those pictures of your beautiful cock. That beautiful cock I would worship endlessly, move mountains to get my hands on. I wouldn’t have spent hours pleasuring myself while imagining all of the filthy things we would do if I was ever lucky enough to find myself in your arms, in your bed.