Waiting For a Train (pt 1) [MF] (Fingering, Vanilla)

After a few drinks I head to the train station, it’s around 23:00 and therefore it’s totally empty. Sitting at platform 5, I’m getting pissed off as my train gets delayed. I hear someone walk onto the platform, it’s a gorgeous, young girl, probably early to mid 20s. She sits down behind me, facing platform 6. After a minute or two she says under her breath, “ugh, you’re all the same” in an annoyed tone. Slightly drunk I turn and say, “hmm?”

She turns to face me, and I see she’s scrolling through tinder, “Oh, nothing. Well, it’s just all these guys are so boring! Always the same messages. I want something exciting, something spontaneous, adventurous! Is that too much to ask for?” she replies.

“Online dating is a nightmare!” I say to her. “I know right. I hate it.” She agrees as she gets up from her seat, and quickly sits next to me. “Do you have an account?” She asks, holding eye contact for a while. “No, to be honest I prefer things a bit more natural. Exactly how you put it, spontaneous.” I reply.

Bound to be Theirs (Part 1) [bondage]

It was amazing how fast you bound me to the bed. Arms bound to the headboard above me, knees bound to the sides of the bed. I couldn’t close my legs if I wanted to. After placing a soft kiss to my lips, you secure the ball gag in my mouth. You slap my face for good measure.

“Tonight, you and your entire body are mine.” You lay your hands on every inch of my body. Beginning with my chest, you massage my tits, spanking them, before rolling my nipples between your fingertips. Once again, your hands move lower. Caressing my sides then my thighs.

I’m desperate for friction but loving the exploration. Your hands continue to roam, joined now by your lips. I feel the delicate kisses along my thighs, moaning around my gag. I hear your dark chuckle before feeling your hand place pressure on my throat. As you apply more pressure, you roughly enter my awaiting cunt with two fingers. Giving me no time to adjust, you begin to pump your fingers in and out at an unforgiving pace. Letting my juices lubricate my cunt, you add a third finger. My moans only seem to encourage you.

Knight’s Vengeance I [MF] [Fantasy]

In the low glow of the night, a walled city stood against the purple sky. Before they shut their gates, a few stragglers slipped in, and Veronica Kalm was amongst them. She held on to the shawl over her person and kept her head down. Being wanted across the land would keep you like that. The dried dirt of the city ground was padded down and a welcome embrace from the roughness of the wild. Voices of the soul echoed off the plentiful stone buildings, and amongst the people who thronged from tavern to pub to home, the young woman went by unnoticed.

A gloved hand pushed open the door to a random tavern, one chosen for the noise heard from the outside. Chaos was rampant within. She errant ducked under an axe that flew and splintered the wooden door. A few more were lodged in the walls. The thrower, stumbling and aiming another, was down the entire mead hall from the target, a bellowing fat man who had naught but a pear balanced on his bellowing fat head. The bar had no space and the tables didn’t either. Only by wedging her way in, did anyone get a look at Veronica’s face.

Selena’s Book of Shadows Chapter 2

Kate woke up naked in the middle of the floor, still questioning in her head if what happened really happened. She rubbed her eyes and looked around the room to see her outfit neatly folded on the bed along with the naughty sheet that probed her.

“What the…” Kate muttered to herself before she was cut off by a tiny voice behind her.

“Wakey wakey sleepy head.” The tiny voice said with a giggle. Startled, Kate spins around and nearly fell back down at the sight of a tiny winged female perched on her mirror. Speechless Kate stands there with her mouth agape at the creature before her.

“Surprised to see me I see. You know I’m getting a lot of that lately. Humans have really forgotten about us fairies huh?” The fairy said.

“Wait… you’re a fairy? Of course. Why wouldn’t you be? I find a working spell book and shortly after I meet a fairy. I’m dreaming still. That’s the only explanation. Clothes can’t come to life and fairies don’t exist.” Kate began to laugh hysterically. The fairy began to wear a puzzled look on her face.

Fran (MF, erotic, LONG) Pt 1

This is the beginning of a story I’ve had in my mind for a long time. It could end up being pretty long. I hope you enjoy

I couldn’t see a thing. The faster I drove the more the driving snow filled my windscreen and the more blind I became. This was serious and I had to find us a place to safely pull over and sit out the storm. About two miles down the road appeared a motel.

Fran and I were heading to the Jersey shore for our annual family get together over New Years. Her family and mine had done this for years and even as our respective kids had gotten older, oddly everyone seemed to look forward to it. Fran and I both had some late minute obligations that prevented from traveling with the rest of our group, but we agreed to catch up with them a bit later. The snow had been forecasted, but not anywhere to this severity. We figured we would have arrived long before it hit this level. We were wrong.

Mesmervore [vore][worm][hypnosis][outdoors/forest]

In the tent in the forest, I had been sleeping soundly.

The night sounds had lulled me. The quiet had not unnerved me. When I did stir, I didn’t feel alarmed, like something was wrong, but I was curious. A sound had intruded. Perhaps the zipper of the tent. Yes, it was the zipper, because I saw sprinkles of starlight in the darkness beyond.

I had only begun to think clearly enough to question the intrusion when I saw the lights. Yellow and warm and wonderful and calming.

They were in the tent. In front of me. Part of me. Surrounding me.

Moving, winking, undulating, flowing lights.

And they made me feel like air. I was unburdened and released from all of gravity, and I smiled. I felt my face smiling wider and wider as the lights danced.

I decided to close my legs tightly. Or perhaps they were closed for me. And I needed to be lighter, even lighter, so I slipped out of my pants. Or maybe they were slipped from me. And as I watched the lights and smiled, I felt the most wonderful pressure building in my cock.

Breeding, femdom, body hair fetish

Unbutton another one of your shirt buttons and stop shaving. You can trim your beard to make it look shapely and nice, but no more shaving. Your sexy hair shows your virility and masculine beauty and I want to show the world that I’m fucking an attractive, virile man. Most importantly, it will give me the most pleasure when you put your mouth on my pussy and suck my beautiful cunt. I want to run my hands through the fur on your chest when I mount you so I know I’m fucking a real man’s cum in me.

?? Mistress

Masseuse and the fun guy

That summer was one I would never forget. I recently graduated from college, majoring in Kinesiology with a minor in sports medicine and massage therapy. It was one of the few programs offered where I lived that I could get both a bachelor’s degree and get practical, hands on college certification. Growing up, I always wanted to be around sports. I was the captain of the women’s volleyball team in high school, and played us many sports as I could in college. I red-shirted on the DII volleyball team for 1 year, before deciding I would focus more on studying and getting work possibly with a sports team in a conditioning or training job.

[MF] Tess, the woman who taught me what sex is all about (long)

I was 19. Living out of home for the first time following my dream career, 250km from my home town and loving life. One not so great aspect unfortunately was being a shiftworker, I didn’t have a lot of opportunity to go and meet women. Which was a bit of a shame because I had a voracious sexual appetite. I’d been with a few women/girls but I was pretty inexperienced. Looking back at it I was not a good shag and neither were the girls I was with to that point.

That changed the night Tess and I met. I had travelled back to my mums place to have beers with a few friends and was relatively fully loaded on ok said beers when I noticed two much older ladies than I standing next to me at the bar looking at me and giggling like school girls. Full of Dutch courage, I asked them if I could buy them a drink. To my surprise they agreed and went and sat back down laughing and looking at me with wry smiles on their face. I was fucking nervous as all shit and tried to keep it as cool as I can as I bought their beers over to the table and introduced myself.

How to please a goddess [Femdom]

The faintest hint of a giggle slips from my lips as you fumble with the key to the house you rented for your stay. Pressing my body tightly against you I lightly cup your hand and guide it to the lock so you can finally open the door. Shoving the door wide open you grab me by the front of my belt with your free hand and pull me though almost causing me to stumble. Slamming the door behind me I feel a soft hand on my chest pushing me against the wall as your other hand reaches between my legs and grips the swelling bulge there just tightly enough to let me know that you mean business, but not enough to actually hurt.

“Oh you think that’s funny do you?” You purr with a raised eyebrow.

“I think you are adorable Goddess and I just wanted to help…” I say meekly as I see the look in your eyes shift subtly. “But it was kind of funny” I blurt out with the faintest hint of grin.

The edges of your mouth curl almost imperceptibly as the hand between my legs begins to softly knead the aching outgrowth that it’s been encouraging.