So it is no secret my girlfriend’s mother, Heather, is anything short of stunning. 5’2”, athletic/skinny build, bright red hair, and green eyes. Not too mention, a huge flirt. One day my girlfriend and her mom came over. We spent the day hanging out, drinking and grilling. Thought the evening, I was realizing that I was checking out both my girlfriend and her mother, rather equally. My girlfriend was almost the exact build. Except my girlfriend was just ever so taller and slightly bigger and obviously perkier boobs. But other than that, identical. From behind, zero difference. As the night drew on, both women decided to head to bed. I decided to stay up and play video games for a bit. Well, as I was playing the sight of the two beautiful women had me rock hard. I decided to listen to one of my favorite erotic audiobooks, and start going to town, stroking my cock. Well, after about five minutes, someone had started nibbling on my earlobe and caressing my balls. When I open my eyes and turned to see, expecting my girlfriend. I was surprised to see Heather instead. Not sure to do, I just left my hand where it was. Heather simply whispered, “You haven’t married my daughter, yet.” That light a far deep inside of me. I simply stood up, took off my clothes, pulled Heather up to me, bringing her mouth to mine and kissing her like there was no tomorrow. Once our embrace ceased. I quickly undressed her, revealing a body most 20 year-old women envy. She had a nice red strip of hair above a stunningly tight looking pussy, and a pair of boobs that clearly were of a woman who took fitness seriously. I then laid back on the couch I had her get on top of me in a 69 position. I eagerly lapped at her sweet tasting pussy as she showed her skills of cock sucking. Yes, better than my girlfriend. At first she just sucked the head of my cock, as she worked my shaft with her hand, before taking nearly every inch of my cock. Knowing our time could be short, I quickly asked her to spin around. She mounted me, as she guided my cock, into her eagerly awaiting pussy. She slid all the way to the base of my cock, holding it tight before relaxing as she slide back up. She continued this as her orgasm was quickly building. She told me not to cum inside of her, God I wanted to. As her orgasm was at its peak, my was quickly approaching. Feeling my cock swelling, she quickly pulled my out of her pussy and guided me into her ass. It was here I was moments away from cumming. She ways trying her best to suppress her moans as I was slowly guiding in and out of her. When she finally came again, I cummed along side her. She laid down on my chest as my cock came back down and slowly sliding out of her ass. We kissed and held each other. She kissed me one last time and headed back up stairs.
Category: eroticliterature
Chapter 1: Redefining marriage
I met my wife in 2008, she was engaged to her bf, but there was incredible chemistry between us when we met. We met in Connecticut at a mutual friends place, she was mischievous and hot, and I was “all in”, she was attracted to how committed I was to making it work between us. She broke up her engagement and we started dating, it was long distance I was in CT and she was in NC (Charlotte).
Eventually by 2013 we got married, there are some stories about our time between 2008 n 2013 – we fucked in the car, fingered on the plane, groped each other at restaurants, got caught fucking by my roommate, she sent her nudes to her ex that almost broke our engagement, many more, but that’s for another time. We were crazy about each other, we had our first child in 2015, that was the first time in since 2008 when we had not had sex at least twice a week.
I fell in love with my best friend {ff}
The light is hitting her face just right laying in her bed. I can see her smooth, soft skin. Her brown eyes glistening in the light as she studies me. I haven’t seen her in a few days, so I’m giddy with excitement to see her. She’s telling me a story from her workday. I’m struggling to listen to her as my eyes are drawn to her lips. The tension is so strong. I smile at her in admiration. She returns the smile. The cutest fucking smile with her smile lines defined in the light. I feel my breathing gets heavier as I think about kissing her lips. I look back at her eyes to see her eyes looking at my lips. My hand moves to her face, gently putting her hair behind her ear. Mid sentence, I pull her face closer to mine and meet her lips to mine. A well anticipated kiss. Her lips are so soft and I feel myself fill with pure happiness and passion. I want nothing else but her. We both exhale with pleasure as we broke the tension. We continue kissing, her tongue meets mine while it lightly grazes my lips. I find myself wanting more, and fast. One hand firmly in her hair, the other with a generous grip on her ass. The kissing is getting heavier, our breathing matching the passion of the kissing. With my hand in her hair, I pull, hard, forcing her head off my lips and exposing her neck. I quickly move to her neck. I start gently, by barely kissing her neck before softly sucking and kissing harder. She moans softly with pleasure. Her grip on me tightens, forcing my body even closer to her. I gently nibble on her neck before going to her ear. I can already feel myself getting soaking wet thinking about the things I want to do to her. My mouth finds her earlobe, yet again making sure I makeout sloppily with it. She has an earring in, I gently bite and pull at the earring. Her breathing gets even heavier and her moans get deeper as I kiss her ear. Sure to make sure she hears my breaths and my small moans, I continue to tug and suck at her ear.
Owned #2 [non con][slavery][torture][extreme bondage][other things may be triggering or intruduced into the story, reader discretion is adviced]
**DISCLAIMERS: All characters are 18+. This story may be triggering to some people, and reader discretion is adviced.**
**This story is a writing adventure that I don’t know how will go. It’s just an idea that popped into my head, and it might not even become a series at all.**
The man walked up to Ambers stand. He asked “Can I check out the merchandise?”. Her dad quickly answered yes. He walked up to her and started touching her body. He felt her curves and stroke her chin. He eventually moved his hand down to her lower regions, and slowly parted her innie lips, and inserted one finger. After a couple of seconds he removed his finger, looking satisfied. He moved around to the back, and grabbed her ass a little, then parted her cheeks. He stroke her asshole, and then moved back to her dad.
“Amazing quality, she’s beautiful. How much?”. Her dad answered “I don’t know, how much would you be paying?”. The man waved his hand at one of the other persons from his car, who walked forward with a black briefcase in hand. The man took the briefcase and handed it to her dad, saying “5 million dollars”.
Owned #1 [non con][slavery][torture][extreme bondage][other things may be triggering or intruduced into the story, reader discretion is adviced]
**DISCLAIMERS: All characters are 18+. This story may be triggering to some people, and reader discretion is adviced.**
**This story is a writing adventure that I don’t know how will go. It’s just an idea that popped into my head, and it might not even become a series at all.**
Amber was recalling this morning, trying to think of something else, but not managing to do so.
It was her eighteenth birthday. Ever since the new laws were passed, parents had been surprising their kids in the morning of their eighteenth birthday and bringing them to the slave office to register them as slaves.
Some managed to fight off their parents, but Amber had been too weak.
Her dad had pinned her down in her bed while her mom had bound her arms. They had then dragged her down into their car, not caring that she was naked. They had drove to the slave office, and registered her.
And here she was, on the morning of her eighteenth birthday, waiting for someone to buy her.
She was bound by the ankles and wrists, up against a wooden post, spread eagle, showcasing her innie pussy and bubble butt.
Gamer Girl Program [Solo] [F] [MC]
*December 31, 1987*
This was her life, alone in an arcade on New Year’s Eve.
Ok, there was one staff guy hanging out by the jukebox. Either he was a creep, or too shy to talk to a real-life “girl”. Of course, having just turned 18, she wasn’t a girl anymore. Anyway, she didn’t care about him. She needed to blow off some steam. Another fight with her mother had left her both physically keyed up, and mentally exhausted. She needed a challenge.
Josie wasn’t your ordinary girl. She was an arcade queen. She wasn’t just the best female player in their little town, she won almost half the tournaments when the “boys” played too. She loved showing them up. This arcade was her home away from an excruciating home. She had a strategy for every game in the place. That was, until she saw the new one.
The machine itself was sleek, black, shiny and smooth. Only one blood red letter was scrawled across the front of it: Program.
chapter 5: wife’s ex-bf invites her on a yatch
My wife’s ex-bf who she broke up with 2 months ago, reached out to her last Monday and said he wants her to go with him on a private yatch! She used to tell me that he’s still infatuated and she’s been ignoring his advances to patch up all this while.
A bit of background: My wife is the director of research at a biotech company, she hired a young college grad about a year ago to help her with lab work. The boy (about 22 yrs) and my wife (42 yr) had started an affair, the affair lasted about 6 months then when I caught her, the breakup itself took about 2 more months. Since the last 2 months they have been separate.
So since they broke up in early May, he’s tried to woo her a couple of times before finally finding a girl his age. Last Monday, he told my wife that he had booked a private yatch with a 1 person crew (captain/chef) to take his gf, but that she broke up with him just before the planned weekend. He told her, that it’s the most expensive spend he has made n is not going to get a refund for it, it was a use it or lose it deal. So he asked my wife to go along with him, a final weekend of fun for old times sake.
Her New Room, Part 12 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)
She measured her first strike before pulling back and in one motion following all the way through. He felt the impact instantly, and it was like nothing he’d ever felt before. There was a pause and he felt it again, and then a third time. Finally, he was able to get out the word, “three.” She stopped and came close to him, “they only count when you count them out loud.” And she followed that with a deep, hard kiss. The way that he felt every bit of her passion in that intense moment let him know exactly how much trouble he was in, she had totally embraced her role as the executioner of the sentence she was carrying out with the same ferocious intensity as any other act of blind love – this time, it simply was of the extremely sadistic variety.
Her New Room, Part 11 (fdom) (bdsm) (real) (F34/M41)
She walked over and picked up her gloves, although she loved the show of throwing those down on him, she also knew they would help her with what she was thinking of next. After sliding her hands inside, and making sure they fit just right, she put her leather wrapped hands on him, and worked him into a kneeling position. She then walked over and took a pair of heavy cuffs off the wall. She attached it to his left wrist and pulled it behind his back. As soon as she quickly attached the right one, both his hands were useless. She loosened the straps at the base of the hood, and without hesitation, pulled it off his head. The light rushed in and while the thick, leather prison was removed, he was still blinded by the light. As his eyes began to focus, she tout her hand on the back of his head and pushed his face towards the ground. “Today, slut, you will start to be trained exactly how I have always wanted you to be. You will learn what it truly means to be in service to a Goddess, and they will be the start of lessons that serve the two of us for the rest of our lives,” as she spoke, she leaned heavily into the fact that he had no idea that it was still before 7am on their first full day of play. He also had no idea that when he left his computer in the garage last night, she also emailed his boss to tell him that his lover had surprised him with a surprise anniversary cruise, and he’d be unreachable for the next seven days.
New Year, New Experiences (MFF) (bf/gf/fwb?) (Slow Start) (Consent is Sexy) (Open for Criticism)
Long time Lurker, first time writer. Never done any real writing like this, so sorry if I don’t make the cut here. Open to hear good and bad.
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“Yeah babe, might as well see if anyone else is in, the house will be empty. Yeah I’m on the road now, an hour and a half out. Love you too”
Hanging up with a sigh I rubbed the back of my neck. Long days packing,
moving, and driving everyday for 2 weeks had started to take its toll. After I graduated high school the folks decided to move so Dad wasn’t working so far away. I was taking a year before college doing odd jobs around our small town. It made sense for me to do most of the moving and pocket the money that would go to movers anyways.
I would have worked right through this weekend but the folks insisted “it’s new years and you’ll have the house to yourself, invite Liz and your friends and have a no guilt house party!” I wasn’t that big of a party goer so it’s not like we’d trash the place. Glancing over at my phone there was no light, no one yet had answered my text. They probably all had made plans without me, and I didn’t judge as they all thought I was busy. Besides, it would just give me and Liz more time to ourselves.