What if I was a stripper and was dating the owner? (MF) (F23) long horny ramble.

I love sex. I love everything about it. Having a sex related job would be perfect for me. (I know it’s not easy. Let me fantasize, god damnit.) I can see myself up on stage, working the pole, wearing a collar that says, “his,” meaning Jared, my boyfriend and owner of the club.

Jared is 48, tall dark and handsome. He loves seeing me tease other men. They can’t have me though, they can only admire and slip money into my thong. Extra for having my tits in your face. They’re small but perky and will get the job done.

The lights are low, the music is just right. The customers have great vibes. I’m lighting up the place with my body. I look over at Jared and blow him a kiss. I hoped he was dark as a rock and tucking it behind his belt to hide it. I couldn’t wait for him to use my pussy later.

One of the customers got a little too comfortable with me and touched my tits. Jared reacted immediately and threw the guy right out. That really gets me going. Seeing him be protective over me. I’m his. He gave me a wink and I went right back to it.

Friends’ First Date

“I know that ‘would you like to come in for drinks?’ means something else to some people, but I swear that’s literally all I’m asking,” I said nervously. I hoped she’d believe me. I genuinely had a great time at our dinner-and-a-movie first date, and I wasn’t about to try to push my luck and ruin a good thing. We were already taking enough of a gamble by deciding to go on a date in the first place after almost ten years of friendship. I just didn’t want the night to end yet.

Megan giggled. “Then I would love to come in and literally have a drink.”

We chatted some more about the movie while I brewed some tea. We agreed that action scenes were fun and well shot, but the character development could have used some work. She continued, “I just didn’t believe the romance. There are so many movies like that, where the leading man and leading woman just end up together because plot, I guess.” I nodded and added, “It’d be nice if they’d at least *try* to develop their motivation.”

My Dominant Mistress

It was the summer of 1996, I went for a run Saturday morning at the park in downtown when suddenly I heard the click-clacking of heels behind me. I looked behind and saw a gorgeous, tall dominant mistress who looked like she was in her mid-30s wearing a white blouse, skin-tight black [leather pants](http://boutique.slave-selection.com/vente-en-ligne/produit/10801/agressive-pantalon_skinny.html) and very high [stiletto heels](http://boutique.slave-selection.com/vente-en-ligne/produit/7742/escarpins_pinstripe_teeze.html).

Looking at her walk combined with the noise of her heels hitting the pavement put me in a trance. I let the dominant mistress past me and I started following her with my eyes fixated on her shoes. How long I ran behind her I couldn’t say. In any case, she finally noticed and turned around and asked, “Are you following me?” My face turned red with shame, I looked into her eyes and said, “I am looking at your beautiful shoes Miss.” “So, it’s my shoes that please you?” I affirmed and she asked me to follow her to her car.

The Gang’s All Here (Solo Girl, Toy, Gang Bang Fantasy)

I submitted a story I wrote to an erotic story contest for Liberator. My story is about a woman who’s husband extended his business trip, missing the birthday meal she had cooked for him. Rather than mope about it, she decides to celebrate with out him and finds a way to simulate a gang bang, sending the footage to her husband.

I would love if you would take a read! Please enjoy (and if you do enjoy, please give it a vote)!

[**The Gang’s All Here by Kitten Boheme**](https://www.liberator.com/unzipped/art/lusty-lit-2018-gangs-all-here/)

Playtime. (M/F BDSM-focused short story)

(I wrote this a couple of weeks ago and I’m only finally getting up the nerve to post it publicly. Still somewhat unsure if this is the right place for it, so I’m sorry if I’ve goofed somehow.)

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Hannah’s naked body was illuminated through the dim purple light above her, and the two flickering candles placed a couple of meters away, making the shadows dance across her skin, which glistened with droplets of sweat, scented oil, and her own drool, which carelessly dribbled from her mouth, kept open by the firm plastic ball gag sitting between her teeth.

She was in somewhat of a predicament, blindfolded, gagged, her wrists bound together with heavy duty leather cuffs, and chained up above her head, pulled tight, and her legs spread an almost uncomfortable distance apart.

While her legs weren’t bound, she had to stretch her toes to keep balanced on the small wooden pedestal under each foot, standing about thirty centimeters off the ground.

Slipping off of the pedestals resulted in her hanging helplessly, squirming around in the air like a fish out of water, until she could find her footing again.

Erotic in Hogwarts

I have never done this before so don’t judge me too hard haha I thought it would be fun in light of the Holidays

 

The scene is at Hogwarts, one Christmas night…

 

It’s night time at Hogwarts and all the students were sleeping

 

All tuckered out from a long day of learning and eating

 

And as the kids slept, the Professors plotted

 

A way to have sex without being spotted.

 

There’s where we come in, professors Doogle and Stone

 

I decided the Chamber of Secrets would be the place to bone

 

There I was slithering my tongue up and down your pussy

 

Making you wet and hot and juicy

 

You then ask me to put a finger in your ass

 

but instead, I used my wand for some magical sass

 

[META] A Story of a Girl… That You Know

Hey there! I’m looking to take a girl you know put them into whatever dirty scenario you want them. So if you know a girl you want to see in Adult situations, I just need:

Her Name: (Real or Fake)

Description of Her: (Pics are great but not required)

What Happens: (What do you want to happen in the story. Can be as detailed or simple as you like)

And that’s it! So if you already have a girl you know in mind, just send me those three things and I’ll get started on a dirty story featuring her. Thanks in advance!

The chair (Bondage, power exchange, toys)

The Chair

It was a lazy Sunday as per usual.  I was just sitting on the couch putting in some much-needed downtime playing Mario Kart on my SNES.  Jesi decided to hit the local market and would probably go to Whole Foods to get something for dinner.  That was her normal Sunday routine. If I was lucky, maybe we’d fool around a little tonight.

    It wasn’t long before I heard her keys in the door.  I got up to help her in and put the stuff away. Oddly enough, there weren’t any Whole Foods bags or veggies from the market.  Just one bag, and I didn’t recognize it.

“What’s in here?” I asked, reaching for the mysterious bag.

“Never you mind, it’s a surprise!”  She jockeyed the bag just out of my reach.  This only served to arouse my suspicion more.  Go back to your game, I’ll let you in on it shortly.

“OK!” I went back to my games, but I surely paid attention to what was going on.  She disappeared into the bedroom, and in a few minutes came out and dragged a chair from the table into the room with her.

The Wolf and the Dragon

Eyes closed he stood there on the empty stage, his slender hands guided the bow over the strings, drawing a passionate melodie from them. The tunes filled the empty hall with life and he could almost feel and hear the laughter and cheer of old days again.

But those times were long gone and the emptiness settled in his heart, gnawing on it like a hungry beast on bones. A tear left his eye and rolled down his cheek, for a second the tunes turned and sounded like the screaming of a wounded animal. Then the beautiful passionate tunes returned and he stood upright again. The ears of the wolf were folded back and he was completely adrift within his melody he was playing. And so he didn’t notice the huge dragon that was standing in the middle of the hall, the red eyes onto his slender black form, studying the details of his body. How the light of the moon, that got through the damaged roof, shined upon his black fur.

The dragon with the silver scales slowly moved closer towards the stage, the red eyes still fixiated upon the wolf. He did his best to move as quiet as he could but with the wolf only paying attention to his instrument, the risk of being spotted was low.

The Struggle for Love (1st Person) (pt1) (Stalker/Suspense)

Hello, I dont know if this is allowed or not, but this was roleplay that I had created with a partner. Names have been changed to protect identity. It is in 1st person, so I do apologize that it probably doesnt fit the typical format. I’ll post the first bit here and if there is enough demand, I’ll post the rest. Let me know what you all thing!

The 2 main characters are my character (Jaxon) and my partners (Katrina). Text from Jaxons perspective will be in bold.

Setting: Saturday night, Michael’s Restaurant.

**I am waiting tables and a group of three women walk into the restaurant. The greeter seats you in my section.**

**”Great, I can already tell these ladies are going to get drunk and be obnoxious” I comment to Miguel, the waiter of the section next to mine, as we overlook the restaurant. “Good luck bro! This might be your last table of the night; maybe you can finish your night by getting a number” He replies. “Right” I reply sarcastically with half a smirk as I make my way over to your table.**