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My bratty little slut [M/F] [Male Dom] [Fem Sub] [Kink]

And another one of my stories…Also open for new suggestions for the next ones as I’m getting low on stories that I already wrote on Fetlife. And as always happy to hear about what you thought and also feel free to read my other stories and posts. Wish you all the best.

I snuggle next to her, enjoying the sweet drowsy softness of her body against mine. I pull her just a bit closer, giving her a little squeeze.

The sun is warm where it falls through the lace curtains. It’s going to be a hot day. But right now everything is perfect. The warmth, the sun, the long day ahead…I sigh in contentment.

“What’s for breakfast?” she mumbles.

“Mmmmmm,” I respond. “Bring me tea.”

I roll over, grateful for a few more minutes of sleep.

She giggles and gives my ass a little squeeze as she slips from the bed “Yes, Sir Monster. Will there be anything else for you, Sir? Shall I shine your shoes, Sir?” She laughs as she pads out to the kitchen. Read more »

My Pervert Uncle 2 [incest] [virgin] [first time] [uncle/niece] [m/f] [teen] [young and old]

I couldn’t stop thinking about what uncle Albert had done with me. With me, to me. I wasn’t sure. But I did know that I had loved it. I wanted more. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to stay close to him. There were always other family members around so we weren’t able to talk about it or do anything else. In fact, he acted like nothing had happened at all. He was no different with me. I was starting to get a little sad about that, thinking maybe that was it. Maybe he’d used me for what he wanted and that would be all. Maybe he didn’t really want me.

Those thoughts were tossed aside when aunt Sally called that dinner was ready. Everyone started to make their way to the dining room and uncle Albert lingered behind me. I was about to turn when he placed his hand on my ass and pushed me towards the door. I grinned happily and turned around to see him put his finger to his lips to shh me. He smirked and guided me out of the room. He did still want me. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Eight

Mr. Kennedy was leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping absentmindedly on the surface of his desk. He’d stayed after shift a little longer to finish up drafting a new test. An email had just come through from the principal, with instructions to organize a parent-teacher conference. Normally, Nick would have responded without hesitation and called up the parent immediately. But this student wasn’t someone he’d ever planned on meeting the parents of. He trusted his ability to stay collected and charming, make no mistake. It wasn’t Ariel’s parents he was worried about confronting. It was his own morals and ethics. With the reality of the situation he’d created sitting before him, he wasn’t sure if guilt or fear would eat at him more. His wife was one thing. Ariel’s parents were an entirely different situation. Read more »

First kiss experience

[Comment copied from “Redditors who had a first kiss after 18, what was the experience?” Thus it is not a full blown erotica, but rather some innocent experiences of a first kiss]

Well.. mine is just as I turned 18

Real story: Met a coursemate as a freshman in college and did the crush-turned-couple routine and ended up with her coming to my room. There’s a huge unpalpable chemistry, huge desire for one another – but none of the skills. Both of us are legitimate virgins (sexually and by kisses too).

So it started with us lying on my bed, her pecking on my cheeks and asking me to kiss the side of her lips(she finds that cute). Then she surprised me by lightly kissing me on my lips for the first time and stared at me- I knew she wanted more. So I kissed her and what became of it was two goldfishes fighting. We really were clueless. However, upon googling up wikiHow, we tried the second time in her apartment the next day after class. Read more »

Pool Party Fun

*This story is just a fantasy of mine*

Long read, girl on girl, gangbang, dominance, some degradation.

Let me start with a little bit about myself.

I’m Lea, a 5′ 5″, 115 pound, 23 year old girl and my bra size is 34B, on the rare occasions that I actually wear one. Not the biggest boobs but I’ve never gotten any complaints. I’m brunette, white, bisexual, and insanely horny. For years I would get turned on by the slightest sexual tension and soak right through my panties. It would embarrass me when it happens in public if the thrill of someone noticing my slutty mess didn’t turn me on so much. Sometimes I’ll go commando in skirts and dresses, both nervous and excited at the thought of my pussy being exposed or my grool dripping down my leg for all to see. Sometimes I’ll even put a butt plug in and just walk around until I’m dripping wet, fantasizing about a man noticing me and ravaging my tight body. I’m almost always carrying a dildo in my purse for those instances that I can’t control myself or find someone to play with and need to fill my sloppy little pussy. I’ve always loved sex, and I learned quickly that I especially loved being being fucked roughly. As wet as my pussy gets I feel like I was made for fat cocks to slide right in to my holes. Read more »

Heather the Churchy Cunt [BDSM][MFf][Mdom][Humiliation][Submission][Love Story]

Heather the Churchy Cunt

^((Tom – English))

^((Heather – very English))

^((Tess – an American, abroad))

Tess and I had been seeing each other for a while. Things had been crazy from the start. We weren’t just lovesick idiots, we really were idiots. We were, and still are, throwing petrol on each other’s fire. After several months of playing wonderful, filthy, kinky games together Tess told me she wanted to take things deeper.

“Tarm?” She began and that was it, I was lost. She could be asking if I’d collect some shopping on the way home. Telling me she was making a cup of tea. Or explaining why she’d decapitated the 45th president of the United States. As soon as I hear “Tarm?” I fall into a reverie all my own. Tess told me she wanted to go deeper into submission. To submit further to my will. To experience a greater loss of control and increased humiliation. I think her exact words were “Tarm?”

“Yes, Tess.”

“You know I’ve always loved that fucked up shit. I want more. Please!” When it’s put so eloquently, what’s a chap to do? Read more »

Winner! [FM] [young adults] [college hookup] [friends become lovers] [request fill]

Hi all!

I wanted to share a recent request fill I did for a member of this sub. I wrote this over the course of a couple days, trying to focus on the first time encounter between two college kids who finally ignite the kindling between them. Enjoy!

Winner!

A story by Khloe Grey

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“Down and back. Breast stroke. Winner gets..” James’ voice trailed off as his mind raced at the possibilities for a prize. Looking at his smaller counterpart, he knew it was impossible for her to win this, and this was an opportunity to capitalize on his feelings for Lexi. So why did the words fail him?

“Winner gets what?” Lexi quipped back, still peeling her black skinny jeans away from her slender legs. Her white cotton panties were practically glowing in the dimly lit pool area as she pulled her blonde hair up into a tight ponytail. “Winner gets to not take care of Mike tonight?” Read more »

[f4m] [m4f] The Oracle – A sexy sci-fi adventure series! [scifi] [Breast Expansion] [lesbian] [orgy] [adventure]

This is the first part in my sci-fi BE series the Oracle! Let me know what you think!

Part: 1

1.4.3990

There you were. Floating in deep space, curled up all alone. We thought you were dead, for sure. But we thought we should check – it was the decent thing to do. The matrix has an extendable exterior claw for grabbing space debris, bounty from ships – sometimes deserters. We carefully pulled you into the airlock. I walked down to the airlock door and peered through the thick bubble window. You were breathing. I couldn’t believe in. You were still curled up, your arms grasped around your knees. You looked like no other galactic species I’d ever seen before. You were completely blue – a bright plasmatic blue in fact. You looked almost like human woman, except for the blue part and the two antenna that petruded from your long brown hair. I equalised the airlock and cracked open the door – ‘who are you!?’ You shouted at me, bolting upright and pressing your back towards the exit hatch. ‘I’m not going to hurt you,’ I said. ‘We found you floating out there and decided to see if you were still alive… we were right.’ You looked at me with pure suspicion. ‘I’m Jane – I’m the captain of this ship.’ I introduced myself to you, sticking my hand out towards you. Suddenly your appearance changed, your skin went to a light tan, your hair changed to a short dirty blonde… and your breasts grew to the size of mine, filling out the exact same white tank top I was wearing. You outstretched your hand. ‘I’m Jane – I’m the captain of this ship.’ You said with a big grin. You were a shapeshifter… one of the last of your kind, I would find out later. That’s when I knew our lives on the matrix we’re going to get a whole lot more interesting. Read more »

[MF][Share] Curiosity Collared the Cat[Part 2]

Link for Part 1 can be found in the comments.

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“Sounds good. Let me pack my stuff real quick and I’ll be out with you” he said, as Elizabeth went outside his office.

Within a couple of minutes, he put away the papers he had been reading in his drawer, shut down his computer, and took his car keys with him. He was ready.

When he stepped out, he found Elizabeth waiting nearby

“Shall we?”

The walk to the coffee shop was a short one, and they didn’t talk much during that time. Once they had reached the shop and took a seat, Michael gave the order for the both of them

“So, where were we?”

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Elizabeth was a little surprised how suddenly he dove back into the conversation he had cut off. The coffee shop was sparsely populated and nobody was there to overhear. With the words *little girl* ringing in her ears, she was eager to get another hit of that pleasure.

“I think… I think you were telling me about your personality type, how you were dominant” she said calmly, diplomatically. As she spoke she adjusted her dress in her seat, and playfully stroked her hair. Read more »