Mommy’s Gentlest Touch [M19/F38] [mommy domme] [chastity] [NO incest] [BDSM] [gentle femdom] [dirty talk]

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch

I make my way exhaustedly into the house. It’s been a long day at college classes and things aren’t getting much better for me. I stumble into the living room, dropping my bag as I do, and kicking my shoes off. That’s when I see a woman waiting on the couch with her legs crossed staring directly at me.

She’s Columbian, average height, not skinny but in decent shape with black hair running down her neck and behind her back with slight waves. Her green eyes glisten and her face beams with a smile. While attractive, she’s aged some at almost 40. She wears a black, modest dress that flaunts a massive E cup cleavage.

“Well, you know the drill.” She says in her deep accent. “Dress code.”

Immediately, I do as I am told. I begin stripping the clothes off my lean, caucasian body. I throw my shirt over my blonde hair. I unbuckle my jeans and pull them down. I take my clothes and set them to the side. I then pull my socks off as well. I stand barefoot and almost nude on the other side of the couch in front of her.

The Masked Dominatrix (1)

The year 2016 began slowly. I returned from a short stay in the Catskills where I celebrated the new year with a group of friends. When I returned to work Tuesday, I started browsing through my emails. I answered all my business emails before I started browsing my personal emails. In my inbox, there are a lot of personal emails wishing me a happy holidays which I answered quickly before I moved to my spam folder to check if any personal emails were sent there.

As I am in the process of deleting emails I notice an email that intrigues me. The email is titled: Happy New Year 2016 from the masked dominatrix. There is an email from Saturday, January 2, then one from Monday, December 1 and finally the last arriving on Sunday, January 3. I’m at work in the middle of a conference call when I open the 3 emails. I discover that there are also 2 other emails from the same recipient with other files attached sent last Sunday.
When I opened the first email, I recognized a photo of myself. I started to stress. I quickly look at the other photographs. There are also a number of videos attached to the emails. I close the session on my pc and open my email from my mobile phone for privacy reasons. I discover a large number of photographs and videos of me in submissive situations. These photographs are dated and I recognize the woman who dominates me in the video.

Korina

https://www.patreon.com/posts/22055064 and https://www.patreon.com/posts/chapter-two-22082559 … Humorous sex counseling, awkward sexual encounters…follow along Korina’s life as she explores sex, fetishes and her career.

A Man in Uniform [Erotica]

An ‘erotic’ short story I wrote a few years back.

Please feel free to let me know what you think. (This is my first post on Reddit, btw, so be nice! :P)

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**A Man in Uniform**

A deep sigh escaped her full, beautiful lips without her even meaning to let it out. She was more surprised than he was, as he turned and looked in her direction, surely having heard the expulsion of breath and, perhaps, saw it, as it was quite chilly this afternoon.

She almost turned and walked in the other direction, but it was like her feet had minds of their own, ruled perhaps by the throbbing in her center, drawn toward him and disaster as surely as if he were an iceberg, and she a doomed vessel. Her heart had been broken too many times by guys just like this one but there was nothing she could do about it but surrender, like always, like a moth to a flame, toward him, her weakness: A man in uniform.

[Request] Manipulative Sex Stories

Are there any other series (or places) where I can read works that incorporate or revolve around manipulating others whether it be by means of blackmail, trickery, or any of the like. I’m specifically looking for a manipulative aspect in the story. Any help is appreciated!

Night of the Living Pussy Chapter 2

*If you haven’t already, I recommend reading Enchanted Panties and Alexis the Dark Fairy before reading this chapter.* *The first part of this chapter mentions characters from both stories and may help with understanding the scenario.*

Proud of herself, Arianna watched poor Stephanie from the window and let out a slight giggle after she passed out of exhaustion. She was just about to turn around and leave when she was startled by a tap on the shoulder.

**Gasp**

She turned around and saw another fairy, about her height, dark hair, dark wings, and large breasts with a smirk on her face.

“Alexis?!!! “ Arianna exclaimed.

“Naughty naughty, what has my dear sister done this time?” Alexis glared into the window.

“None of your business; just go before you get us caught.” Arianna scolded.

Alexis put her hand on her hip and shook her head.

“You did it again didn’t you?” Alexis blushed as she looked in the window.

“Yeah, so what?” Arianna innocently kicked her right foot while looking away.

“Let me guess, some demon was going to rape her if you didn’t help her. Am I right? Teehee.” Alexis poked her sister in the shoulder with a childish grin on her face.

His first time tit-fucking her [tribute] [mf]

Nothing was quite like the first time he tit-fucked her.

He had never tit-fucked anyone with breasts as thick and full as hers, her creamy skin tone blending perfectly with her delicate, tan colored nipples. The moment she unclasped her bra in front of him for the first time, he knew his dick was a slave to those beautiful mounds and whatever the rest of her sexy body had in store for him.

They were young. He was 22 and she was 21. They had met at a college party and were friends for a year before they took it further. They didn’t rush into sex on their first real date because they knew they had something more. So they did other things and enjoyed how immensely powerful each orgasm together was, because their was so much intensity in the build up, and in the unknown. They had a few beers and shots a friends house before they called it a night and decided to walk back to his apartment. He didn’t want to fuck her while he was buzzed but he was very horny this particular night. She had worn a tight maroon cardigan that hugged her curves and amplified her huge, beautiful kitties so much. All he could do was look at them all night and try not to get a semi.

Good to be home

I breeze through the door and see you dancing away. Your big ass jiggles and your breasts heave as you dance. Your soft lips in a smile and your blonde hair in a curtain around you. You look so sexy in that black tube top and boxer shorts.

I feel myself growing hard as i walk over and wrap you in my arms. Kissing your full lips, our tongues dueling in your mouth. My hands glide over your soft body, caressing your tits and your sides before i grab your ass. So soft in my hands, so perky and perfect.  I break the kiss and smile at you. “Honey i’m home.” I say and kiss you again.

My hands travel back up your body to your breasts. I cup them through the shirt, squeeze them and i pinch your nipples. “No bra? Naughty girl.” I say with a smile as i raise the tube top over your arms. Nipples growing hard under my gaze i lean down and take one into my mouth. The heat of my mouth encasing your nipple and i flick it with my tongue.

The Nerdy Killer! [mm] [bd] [caution] [nc] [snuff]

Once upon a time, on a dark stormy night, a man named Tom was sitting at home, reading a book. He heard a noise outside the house, but dismissed it as an animal. He lived in a rural area, after all. But suddenly, all the lights in his house went out. Tom dismissed it again, thinking that the bad weather caused a power outage. He got up and went to take a shit in the toilet. While he was expelling feces from his anus, he heard a chainsaw noise. Tom wiped his poopy butt and closed the toilet lid.

Then, the chainsaw got turned off. It was dead silent. Tom was quivering with fear, and he pissed his pants. Then, he heard footsteps. The footsteps came closer, and closer, and closer. Tom began crying, and the footsteps stopped. Then, someone in the dark grabbed him and bashed his head into a wall. Tom was unconscious.

The Carnival (MF, Noncon, Forced, Virgin)

// Reader Discretion is Advised: This story includes scenes of Rape, The Author does not condone these actions in real life, this is just a fantasy //

I was always excited about the annual Carnival; I loved the rides, the food and just the general vibe.

The only thing I dreaded about the Carnival was the Clowns. I don’t know what it is about them, they’re just downright terrifying. But I wasn’t going to let a stupid clown ruin my night at the Carnival. I was 16 now, I needed to grow up and get over my fear of clowns, so I arranged for my best friend Emily to meet me at the Carnival that night.

I got ready at around 7pm and started walking towards the field nearby where they have the Carnival. I paid for my wristband which gets you on all the rides unlimited times and waited by the Ghost Train on Emily, who was already 10 minutes late.

After waiting a further 15 minutes on Emily with no show, I decided that I might as well have a look around, I’d maybe find her or one of my other friends.