I finally fucked my voluptuous colleague (Part 1)

We had been working together for more than a year, but tonight was different. I could feel the sexual undercurrent running tight between us.

We were at an office party, celebrating the success of our latest merger. She was having her first drink when we made eye contact. She was wearing a soft satin top and tight black slacks that fully complimented her voluptuous body. She smiled and so did I. I walked over to say hi and she hugged me. She was in a rare mood tonight.

The softness of her body pressed against me and i could only fantasize about the meaty treasure she’d been hiding beneath those clothes. She had mentioned a boyfriend, a committed relationship. Lucky bastard. A pleasant smell filled my nostrils. Was it her perfume or her skin, I’d find out that night. We spoke about work, books and life in general and the conversations went deeper and deeper with each drink.

Looking for a specific story about

A girl, in modern times, who was bought as a slave and taken into a world of privileged men who own slaves. Her nick name is little bird and she’s in love with her capture. It starts with get paranoid and on the run from her master who finds her because of his houses tattoo, a mark distinguishing ownership like a cattle brand. Please help

Stolen Sacrifice 04: A Hint of Darkness (F-solo)

As someone mentioned on [GUROchan](https://www.gurochan.ch/lit/res/5559.html), writing a smutty story without starting off with a bang is a hard sell. The problem is, I like a lot of story in my smut. Not to say I don’t like a randy scene where everyone gets monkey-fucked, just sometimes the story needs a bit of an introduction before we get to it.

Also, chapter one is when Quinn is a little girl. While I have no problem with underaged or age-play stories, I have a tendency not to share them in public. The ones I *have* written are usually social commentaries (*Special Treats* and *Daughter of Justice* are two examples). The political environment doesn’t make me feel safe, so I don’t share them.

That would lead into the second chapter. I considered starting off with a mastrubation scene (the same way I started [Eliza and the Raptor](https://tsade.com/web-of-stars/eliza-and-the-raptor/)), but it didn’t feel right. Neither did walking to the Mountain Cunt. So, it ended up being chapter four that we start to really get into the sexuality of our leading lady, Quinn.

This also fits my normal style where the sex ramps up throughout the story. We have a little mastrubation here, some threesomes, and that “naturally” leads into tentacle rape. It may not be naturally, but that’s how I wrote it.

My Asian Live-In Lover

My name is Becky. Last year, in order to help pay the bills, my husband and I decided to rent out a room in our home. We live in a college town so we didn’t think it would take long to find a renter. Sure enough, we quickly had a number of applicants.
Mark, my husband, allowed me the pleasure of screening the potential roommates. When I met Jin, a college freshman at the local university, I knew I’d found my man. He was a tall, well-built, and handsome young Asian man. He mentioned that he worked out at the gym every day for hours and it showed. As we talked flirtatiously about his background, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have him in the sack. The boy was dripping with charisma, and that wasn’t the only thing dripping – my panties were getting soaked and I could feel my pussy walls beginning to open in anticipation.

Kitten and Me: [MF] [BJ] [Lingerie] [Original Content] [Dirty Talk]

Preface: I am not a true Author. I am an early hobbyist at best. This is my first written out Eroctic story. My writing skill are sub par. So please either ignore my mistake or politely tell me the correction. Do not use my content without written consent. Enjoy the story.

Author – /u/raobj_ta69

Title – Kitten and Me

Written on May 29, 2016

Knocking on the door draws my attention. I was nervous to began with, but it’s becoming heavier. With each step I take it brings me closer. Through the peep hole I see Kitten. There she is shuffling her hips waiting for the door to open. Her hair is sort of messy. Partial braided and semi curly. Wavy. Im digging how she’s rocking a tee-shirt and jeans. The clothing isn’t hugging her gorgeous body. She’s still trying to tease me. Looking utter comfortable I open the door. Kitten’s lips and cheeks form an well executed sex smirk. She walks by in front of me causally running her finger tips across my chest.

Kitten: Sorry for the wait. Give me a minute.

The door closes to bathroom.

Me: No worries.

A Close Shave [bdsm] [M/F] [shaving] [bloodplay] [knifeplay] [razorplay?] [consensual] [handjob] [NSFW] [hairy] [hairless] [soft bdsm]

Inspired by a writing prompt by a deleted account but I’ll link it anyway:

WP A4A BDSM/Bladeplay – A Close Shave! from DirtyWritingPrompts

I love a shaved undercarriage. That soft skin so smooth and bare and supple, it’s inviting and delicate and just wonderful on the tongue and lips. My partner, though, he’s never shaved. He said he did some grooming years ago, but prefers a “manly bush.” I’ve never outright nagged him about it, but I make it a point to bring his attention to my own bare pussy at least once a week, usually when it’s at its softest. He loves to lick and kiss it, says he enjoys how bare my lips are, but still never touches a hair of his own.
A few months ago we started dipping our toes into the BDSM lifestyle. He’s usually a dom, as I’m naturally submissive, but every so often we switch, just to try things out. Last week, he told me I could be his dom for a while and do whatever I wanted to him. Anything! I jokingly proposed taking care of his unruly bush, and to my surprise, he aquiesced. So yesterday, I got to it.

Strange Love: “The Pleasure and the Pain” [MF][huml][BDSM]

It’s funny how a twinge of guilt keeps me from fucking in my marital bed. My lover, Troy and I stumbled to the guest bed room, where we’ve had sex before, falling onto the bed with a thud. I straddled Troy, smiling down at him, lost in his kaleidoscope eyes of grey and amber. His firm hands lingered on my waist before inching down over my hips to cup my ass. His body was mine to explore. My long brown hair brushed his body as I roamed it with my fingers, lifting up his shirt to tongue his muscularly defined torso. It’s such a change of pace for me to be this aggressive as I’m submissive to my husband; I am his object to be touched and loved. But tonight, I prowled Troy’s body like a tiger savoring its prize from the hunt; languidly licking him with a tongue slowed by a humid night of drinking. A bulge appeared in his trousers and he sat up before standing me up with him. He unzipped my dress to tug it down past my knees, revealing the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. I giggled as I unbuttoned his pants. He stepped out of them, and stripped off his shirt before we fell into each other’s arms again, getting lost in sloppy kisses. His hands rambled over my ass and I moaned in delight as he squeezed my cheeks apart.

Prison Rape -Chapter 1

James had never imagined he would end up in prison. He had been in his last year of university, just trying to make a little extra money on the side. Make a dent in his mounting student loan debt. Selling coke to dumb frat kids in clubs for his druggie friend. He never thought he would get caught. Yet now here he was, stuck in this bleak, stone building with a bunch of violent criminals for the next couple of years.

James had been in prison for about almost a week now. At first he had been terrified about getting stabbed or beaten to death by some thug for looking at him the wrong way. At 5’9, skinny and white James didn’t think he’d be much good in a fight. Even at 23 he had a young face with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He looked boyish and afraid. But he’d found if he kept to himself and didn’t interact with anyone in the prison gangs then he could go about his day unmolested. He’d even struck up some friendly conversations with one or two of the more non-violent inmates.

Screaming His Name (My Smutty Erotic Poetry) [BDSM] [Dom/Sub]

He was the most watchable man in the entire world
Removing his suit, untying his tie, draping it over a chair nearby
Calmness in his stride, his dynamicity flowing throughout changing tides
His actions, his intent, utterly unpredicted
The juxtaposition upon freedom and restricted.

Tightening ropes, upon sweat and lace
If I contradicted, he conflicted… to know my place
His hot breath, softly hitting the back of my neck,
Inches away from my face.

Drowning in his presence, intoxicated by his deep kiss
My nails dug into his flesh, animalistic, carnivorous, demented
Recklessly risking every taboo, unprecedented.

Writhing with pleasure, begging eagerly for him
Leaving bitemarks and scratches up and down his skin
Soft kisses turned to teeth marks,
Under eyes blazing with defiance.

Our legs are formed within a perfect mesh,
Thrusting into me with his hot throbbing flesh,
Hands are tied, against cold, polished glass
Serenity of a London’s city skyline,
As taseled leather strikes my ass.

Manhandling, spanking me grabbing me by my hair
As musk and pheromones fill the air
Peeling away the door to my soul
As every inch of me was stripped bare.

Help me out?

Me and my GF are tiptoeing into swinging. We both like it in different ways, but have many shared kinks in it. Its been 2-3 months since I last did something by myself without my GF present (last two things we did were threesomes with the same girl).

We haven’t done anything crazy without the other person there ever, besides making out and grinding (Like the time she made out with one girl and two guys at the same party, nearly at the same time).

I know my girlfriend has a small interest in cuckqueening (she is still coming to terms with it and is exploring it). I think she likes the idea of seeing me be alpha and dominant of another girl. Treating her like a “slut” (Not in a bad way, you get what I mean) and all that. Furthermore, I feel that reading stories/erotica about what we are GOING to do has always helped her cope and enjoy it more. This helped me when I was introduced to the lifestyle. For me it was just that when I was able to visualize the situation very clearly and live it in my head, it allowed me to work out the kinks like jealousy and nervouseness about the unexpected, so that then when the real deal happened it was a sexual release and I had no issues with it.