I used to live overseas. While in Korea I met a beautiful woman who came to work for my company as a consultant for a couple of weeks. She was married, but to a man she was persuaded to marry by her parents. She had only ever been with him. As we spent lots of time together at work we would joke, laugh, and then that turned to flirting. Eventually she snuck out one night and we met in a park (we would meet at my place but so many of my co-workers lived in the same complex). Here is the story I sent to remind her of the experience. She replied with a short video of her rubbing herself while reading and squirting onto the camera of her phone. I hope it has the same affect on my readers ;-) It was the only encounter we had as she moved on to another company. Though we shared stories, videos, and a few moments in restaurants. There are many more stories I would like to share with you and would like to make a series on here. Let me know what you think!
Category: eroticliterature
I’m back and ready to write
Hey I am going into my 4th week in college. Now that i got my life back together I can start writing more again. So thank you to anyone who stuck around waiting for more, and to anyone new to me I hope I get to write your fantasy soon. Feel free to message or comment and get in contact with me if you would like to chat or work out a new story. Weekends are the best time for me. And to those lurking, enjoy the show I guess and I hope soon you’ll join in. The more the merrier. Can’t wait to see what prompts you guys will end up giving me. Till then take care, and enjoy life.
Looking for story…
Hey, so I remember around the end of April that someone posted a story about a girl who was trained to be a devadesi at a temple in India and it dealt with FF, Lactation and something else…I think there was something about her name being Desire. Can anyone help me find it?
The Misadventures of Bev & Abby E02 by Saucy Kitten Stories [FFF] [Tentacle] [Rape] [Mind Control/Break] [Threesome]
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“Looks like someone finally woke up!” Cyrellia crooned from beside Bev’s prone form. “Hello, Abby. I am Cyrellia, seductress of women. So pleased to make your acquaintance.” She licked her lips as her eyes took in Abby’s innocent attire. The pink teddy and white lacy stockings suited her petite form perfectly.
“What did you do to Bev?” Abby’s voice pitched high with worry, the desire to go to her friend clashing with her fear of the gorgon in front of her.
“Nothing her body wasn’t begging me for,” Cyrellia answered as she slid a tentacle up one of Bev’s legs. More of the pink syrupy stuff drizzled out of the tip, coating her leg from her ankle all the way to her pussy. Bev’s body jerked in response, a barely stifled moan escaping her red lips.
Abby’s eyes widened, ashamed to find herself aroused as Cyrellia used one of her slimy tentacles to slap Bev’s exposed pussy. She cried out, spreading her legs wider in invitation and the creature did it again, this time stroking the tip over her clit.
The Submissive Professor (18)
Jessica kneels at my feet, looks into my eyes and wraps her lips around my dick. We looked into each other’s eyes and I can see the love and desire she still has for me …. but I also see distress and fear. Would her feelings be a threat to Mistress Michelle’s sadistic domination? I didn’t think so. There is something else I sensed in her, something deeper, more insidious. My Femdom Mistress kept me in a cage for six days exciting me to “keep me in shape,” she said. I wanted to cum since I did not want Jessica to get whipped.
So I focused on my pleasure since I suspected if I didn’t cum my mistresses would be merciless on her. Jessica knows the most effective caresses to get me excited. Mistress Michelle gives the time every 30 seconds to put pressure on us to finish quickly and to distract us so that I can not cum on time. I don’t want to think about it. To return to my cage after having my love’s mouth wrapped around my dick, then having to deal with her punishment would be beyond what I can deal with at this moment.
Circumnavigation, pt.2 (NSFW, mf, romance, autobiographical)
Chapter 3, Sint Maarten
My new found friend and I made our way from the beachside café up toward the point of land between the two bays on the southern coast of the island of Sint Marten. Our ship had anchored about a mile out in the Great Bay and we’d rode an overloaded water taxi to a pier on the East end of the boardwalk.
We’d been looking forward to getting off the ship to be by ourselves for a while as we had recently discovered that our uncanny ability to get along had a pretty intense new physical aspect to it. In other words, we were horny as hell and wanted to bone each other’s brains out!
Unfortunately, Sailors on a US Navy warship are under military regulations forbidding any and all such activities aboard ship. Just a day ago, we had been caught up in the moment and forgot all such rules and I had fingered her to orgasm which she then sucked me off until I had climaxed in her mouth, all just a few inches above the ship’s bridge crew on the deck below us!
Circumnavigation, pt.1 (NSFW, mf, romance, oral, autobiographical)
Circumnavigation, risking it all
Prologue
Note: This series is autobiographic, the events are true as I can get ‘em to memory, but it’s been 22 years and a few details may have run together. It’s long and takes a while to pick up steam, hopefully not too boring ^_^
In 1996 I was active duty Navy and assigned to my first ship, a guided missile frigate home-ported in Mississippi. I was 23 years old, happily married, full of myself and from what I could tell, at the start of a successful career.
I had already completed one deployment to the Middle-East and had the obligatory “Sailor experience” under my belt of wandering from bar-to-bar, sampling food from cafes and street vendors, shopping in bazaars and boutiques in Barcelona, Haifa, Hurghada, Massawa, Djibouti, Manamah, Dubai, Muscat and Marseilles.
Through all of that I maintained my marital vows and thought myself all the better for it. I had been tempted, tested and tried numerous times and escaped with my virtue unscathed. I wore my fidelity like a crown and secretly judged my shipmates who failed the test. *Sigh* The higher the pedestal, the farther the fall.
Tee (NSFW, crossdresser, CD, mm, oral, anal)
“Tee” is very special to me. Our relationship started after my first deployment to Afghanistan and my first experience with a trans person. I suppose I had a whole new world opened up to me sexually, one where the sex wasn’t defined by gender roles, but rather the connection and passion alone. The “equipment” used was meaningless!
Aria was unavailable due to incompatible schedules and I had duty at the base again. The base was in the next town over from where my family and I resided, so I was confident that my extracurricular activities were safe from being discovered (I was right about this too, which allowed me many more experiences than I’ve been able to have since).
Once again I placed an ad, but this time specifically seeking a transsexual. I stated that I had my first experience and wanted more. Tee answered my ad, but stated up front that she was a full-time crossdresser. No hormone therapy and no intentions of physically changing genders. She had a prosperous beauty salon business and lived, dressed and existed as a woman.
Aria (NSFW, first time, trans, tg, autobiographical)
It all started when I had returned from my first deployment to Afghanistan.
Nothing bad had happened to me or anyone I knew while I was there, but knowing you could be blown up or shot dead without warning, at any moment had an effect on me, I didn’t realize it until I got home.
Basically, the little voice in my head that told me I shouldn’t do things to allow myself to have fun because of some moral abstract had turned off. I guess the thought was, I could have died at any moment, and there were a lot of things I had denied myself… I guess I no longer wanted to deny myself!
I was 38 years old and married with children. Life at home and life in the bedroom was very “vanilla.” Nothing to complain about, but nothing to write about either.
I had duty at the barracks on base, basically a senior person needed to be present to keep an eye on things in case something happened. They gave you a room to stay in overnight, and the next day it was someone else’s turn.
Amy’s mom, pt.3, The Kiss (NSFW, incest, ff, mf, mother daughter, golden showers, drinking, oral)
This was probably a year after my mom and I began our “adventures.”
That would make me 16 years old, and my parents would be pushing forty at a handsome 36 & 38 (mom and dad respectively).
I was one year older, and sad to say, a good deal plumper. My round belly now hung over a little, my wide hips were now topped with well-defined rolls of fat. I had deep creases at my armpits because of my wide upper arms and a network of stretch marks had appeared around my waist. Also unfortunate, was that my chest had NOT expanded at the same pace as the rest of me. I was definitely ‘pear-shaped’ and a bit self-conscious of the whole thing.
It was the middle of August, I remember, and just on the hot side of comfortable. You could sit in the house with the windows open and the ceiling fans running without the air conditioning, but any exertion would whip up a sweat in a hurry.