Category: eroticliterature
Thorvik Kabot, Succubus-Slayer in “The Golden Webs Of The Spider Goddess” [Femdom][Fantasy]
Flight to Ecstasy [MMMF]
Story about a GF getting her SO hooked up with his mom?
Does anyone know where I can find this story, I remember reading it once but I can’t find it anymore.
Driving Home (Part Five) [Fm, sex, exhib]
‘It was a dark and stormy night…’
It was a dark and stormy night as I drove down River Street next to the trolley tracks into Milton. I went over the river, and through the woods with the radio on. I was going to meet a man who was Dominant, and had put a personal ad online. He wanted a ‘submissive cocksucker’ who would dress in sexy lingerie. He would ‘train’ someone to do things the way he liked. I answered. Because his ad was so detailed, I decided to include my phone number in the first email, along with a small picture of me ‘dressed’ in a black strapless bra, black women’s underpants, and black thigh high fishnets with red ‘fuck me’ pumps. My phone rang very soon after I sent the reply, his voice sounded deep and masculine. He said he liked what I wrote, and he liked my picture.
He said he was going to be unavailable for two weeks, after tonight, so….would I see him tonight. I had to get ready, I asked him to call back. He did, and I said, “yes.” I got my bag together with an all black outfit, and left my house at eight o’clock to make sure I got to his house by nine.
Mia Loves Henry Miller – My Mary Godmother, Mistress Jeaninstein, Shegor, and Halloween Skits at Ground Zero Nightclub in NE Minneapolis
Bent over the desk – BDSM
He put the phone down and sat back in his chair. His office was suddenly quiet as their meeting ended. All pretenses and formalities finished. There was no official reason for her to stay. Nothing official.
He said nothing, but stared at her. Holding her eye contact. They were technically of the same rank, though she was pretty sure she made a bit more than him. His eyes on her though. She looked away and fidgeted slightly. How did he do this to her.
He didn’t move from his chair and his gaze didn’t leave her face. She couldn’t look back up into those eyes. “Stand up,” he said lightly, but in a tone that made his intentions clear.
She hesitated, looked at the door to his office and stood slowly.
“Come over here and face the door,” he said.
He watched as she walked slowly towards him and around his desk, her heels tapping the floor lightly, her skirt just loose enough to rustle and as she turned to face the door he said “hands on my desk, on your palms, lean forward and spread your legs, don’t look back.