Self Caught CEO M45M40+F30 Mind Control, Blackmail, Non-consensual

Self Caught CEO M45M40+F30 Mind Control, Blackmail, Non-consensual

My name is Jan Ardwater, CEO of Boudicca Athletic Wear, plus sized athletic wear for women serious about their workouts. I am one of those women, 48G-40-46. Let me tell you, before I came to the market, no one was making clothes for us.

I founded my company with the money I was left by my grandmother after her death. My parents told me I should use it for school, or to buy a house, but I had a dream.

I put myself through school, working as a fitness instructor and yoga teacher, while working on my Business degree. I absolutely knew what I wanted to do, and I knew no one else was doing it. I am cursed, some would say blessed, with the kind of curves that people pay good money to fake, or to see naked.

Fun fact, we look so much better naked because no clothes are designed for us. The best we can do is take the general potato sack of the plus size clothes no one makes attractive because they assume people in them want to conceal their bodies and have something to hide.

The New Fertility Clinic [M42F25] [noncon] [breeding]

Dr. Schrader hums a little tune as he gets out of his car. He grabs his travel mug of green tea and his briefcase as he steps into the warm, morning air of July. He unfolds as he stands, rising to his slightly stooped 6’4″. He’s lanky, his dress shirt and slacks custom-made for his long, almost slender form. Close-cut graying hair shows his age in the early 40s, rising to a widow’s peak over what might have been a stern face if not for the smile lines against his eyes. He has a few days of stubble on his chin, enough to give him the satisfaction of a good face rub.

His clinic is a one-story building on one of the lesser-used roads outside of town. The parking lot is surrounded by forest. The adjacent lot across the road is vacant. A few birds can be heard singing. It is a private place, the notion of which still relaxes Schrader as he takes it in.

There’re two other cars in the lot. One which Dr. S recognizes, the other he doesn’t. At the thought of a new patient, he smiles and some tension within him eases. He breathes deeply. It was going to be another perfect day at his practice.

A chance encounter (18+) part two…

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/w144h3/a_chance_encounter_18_part_one/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Seeing her with another man makes me curious. A million thoughts and questions race through my mind.

This must be her husband? Why does she want me to buy her a drink if she’s married? Is he… okay with this? Does he want me to bring her a drink? Are they enjoying this?

I grab a fresh drink from the bar and walk cautiously over to the table when they are now both sitting together. He is a handsome man. Imposing. He clearly has her absolute devotion and control.

“Hey, erm, this is for you haha”, I stumble nervously, as I lay the glass down on the table.

She reaches for the glass, our fingers brushing ever so slightly, I jump a little and she looks equally as bemused.

She pats the seat next to her, the man next to her nods as she does this, I accept the invitation and place her drink down. I am wondering what I’ve let yourself in for as I shake a little with anticipation.

She introduces herself as Louise, I am watching her mouth as she says this…fixated…

the woods

(24F & 52M)
I was prepping to go for a walk, after a long day at work and a speed round of masturbating with my favourite vibrator. As I was putting clothes on, I decided on a whim to put my anal beads in for the walk. It was my first time doing it but I was already horny so I thought why not. I popped them in, purple with nine beads, all went in and the I went out the door.

I felt good as I tried, not to wiggle too much so nobody would notice any difference.
After about a half An hour I arrived at my favourite part of the walk, a little trail in the Woods, surrounder by lots of trees and fields.
By the time I got pretty far in, I saw a man standing next to the trail. “Another walker” I thought and no thing more.
When I got to him, he motioned me to stop, I thought maybe to ask something. A lot of older People like to chat, I’m used to that.
He was good looking, a little older but seemed to be in shape and muscular. He had black hair and was wearing joggers and a t-shirt.

Me n My Sister Part 4 (From Sister’s POV)

It started earlier this year. We were seniors and the prom was only days away. He had the hots for my friend Clair who looked like she could be my sister. She was just over five feet tall, brown hair and eyes, her frame was small. She had a small but defined chest and her long legs were usually on display under the skirts she normally wore. She always told me to dress sexier but I never could. I was too self-conscience. I knew Clair liked my brother too but he was too shy to ask her to prom. I knew I wouldn’t be asked so I accepted my fate.

For weeks leading to prom I urged her to ask my brother. She kept refusing but as time ran short, and no other boy had asked her, she finally gave in. I set the scene perfectly. She would ambush him between classes at his locker. Prom was only days away as we executed our plan. He was swapping books in his locker when she approached. They greeted and I could see his was nervous. I was creeping at the corner just in ear shot of the conversation.

Chapter 31. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. A birthday to remember.

I blinked again in surprise. Standing there topless in the Vegas pool, it took me a moment to register this new information. I had come to terms with this handsome stranger being only 21 years old, as his physical build and conversational aptitude had suggested otherwise. But finding out that his mother had come along on his birthday trip to Vegas was not what I expected to hear. I looked up at her waving to Zack and his friends to get out of the pool and I attempted to make an exit as well. I chuckled quietly to myself at the situation. Who would have thought?

I started to say goodbye but Zack stopped me as he reached for my arm. He was quite sheepish about the situation and apologized for not mentioning it before, as I had been very forthcoming about my own relational situation with him. I laughed and teased him about whether he was sharing a room with her. He assured me that he was bunking with some of his buddies that weekend and that they were going to be heading out to a club later that night. He wanted to see me after that. I hesitated and said we’d see. I never make promises or set expectations for anyone.

The stranger in the car [part 2]

30 minutes into the drive and there was a comfortable silence but the aura, I don’t really know how to describe it, but it was definitely one I’ve never felt before. I looked over to see that he was a big man, had little silver hairs here and there, a strong jaw, thick thighs, muscular arms, and his right arm was filled with tattoos. Wow!

“I didn’t have the chance to say thank you, so thank you.”

“No, it’s ok, I actually live close by to the location you gave.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes, in fact, I’ve been noticing you for quite some time actually, today I got off a bit early so decided to offer you a ride.”

“Stalker”

He just smiled and shook his head.

“You really get off that late?”

“I tend to overwork myself, I have no one to go home to.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, it’s better this way.”

“Why do you say so?”

The Book of Love [F22]

*This is my first go at writing a coherent story, it’s probably rubbish, but I’m hoping to get better with comments from you lovely people. If you know of a better place for feedback on erotic writing please let me know in the comments. Not sure how to tag fetishes, but in part one the main one is nudism, though its not explored explicitly. I’m not entirely sure where the story will go, I have ideas that would be more suited to a transformation RP subreddit, so again if there’s a better place let me know.*

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Her nipples pressed against the glass table under the weight of her breasts, one resting against the arm holding her head up as she stared at her phone. She sighed, then leaned back against the bench seat slowly, dropping the phone to the bench beside her. Sugar crystals stuck to her areola as she stirred the 3rd coffee of the evening. Rachel decided to call it a night, and looked over towards the waitress behind the counter and motioned for the bill. After a minute of absent minded scrolling through her phone, the waitress appears with the bill and places it down on the table.

Sam, The Best I’ve Had [M45F52] [cheating] part 3

Sam started to lean back pulling me down on top of her. Her legs were spread wide with me laying right between them. The only things separating her beautiful pussy and my cock were my slacks and her bikini bottom. We were kissing and touching each other everywhere. My heart was beating fast as I realized just how turned on I was. I had to taste Sam. I pulled back from the kiss and licked and kissed my way from her neck down to her breasts. I pinched one nipple with my fingers while my tongue traced circles around the other. Sam was moaning and writhing under me as my lips closed over her nipple. I bit the tip with my lips and pulled back slightly, this brought another moan from Sam. While I was licking and biting her nipple I traced my fingers underneath her bikini bottom. I couldn’t feel any hair, which is exactly what I had hoped for. My fingers traced the outside of her pussy, tickling and teasing as I reached down to her opening. I slid just my fingertip inside her. She was drenched already. I pulled my finger back out and traced up to her clit. She was breathing heavier as I danced my finger over the top of her clit. I moved my mouth down towards her belly button, kissing and licking as I went. I wanted to lick every inch of Sams body.

Sam, The Best I’ve Had [M45F52] [cheating] part 2

I went home and couldn’t shake the images of Sam from my brain, that ass in those tight shorts with the visible thong. I took a shower in hopes of cooling my libido. It didn’t work. I was half hard with the visions of Sam and what I’d like to do to her, I had to get off. My penis was erect and ready as I lay naked in the bed I share with my wife. I made several long slow strokes as I imagined touching and pleasing Sam, my wife was the furthest thing from my thoughts. I was already dripping from the excitement. I began to stroke faster, imagining the feel of Sams vagina on my tongue, how she would taste, what she would smell like. She probably shaves, at least I hoped so! I love the feel of a freshly shaved vagina on my tongue, so smooth and wet. These thoughts had me stroking faster, my balls became tight to my body, I was trembling and moaning, thinking about Sam cumming from the ministrations of my mouth. Then I blew. It was one of the biggest orgasms I had ever had. Cum was every where, I would need to clean up again, but wow did I feel re-invigorated.