The Better To Eat You With – [MF][BBW]

**Soft**

Greta Lockett stepped up to the line, behind a group of college-aged girls, waiting in front of the Haut Cafe counter. She eyed the menu and the glass display full of pastries and treats before checking her phone.

Okay, she had about fifteen minutes before the Cinky meeting started; just enough time to grab some pastries and get everything set up. She took a deep breath, the scent of freshly brewing coffee wafting to her and making her smile as she inhaled deeply.

God, she loved their coffee.

And their pastries.

And their help.

Greta tilted her head and watched the sweet-looking, long-haired guy behind the counter. He gave a lopsided, lazy grin to the group of girls while he handed out cups of coffee. Bryan Harlowe. He’d been working at Haut Cafe for a little over a year now, ever since he transferred from the local community college, making Greta look forward to her coffee break a little more ever since.

honestly I suck @ searching. what I’d like is an alien tentacle ish story that is big

I want a story, I don’t want just a wank story. I want something with a plot, maybe rape, maybe not. impregnation sure would be nice, but a story (something where you actually have Chapters) that is paid. that is something that is erotic, yes. but not main focus. so it might help and since I’m drunk/horny yes, willing to pay for story as long as its NOT a ton of $$. I want something approaching

http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/rapina/www/rapcon.html

or even

http://forums.sennadar.com/

to a limited extant.

I want love, life, something where SEX is a reality of life and rape happens though sometimes rape turns into love. please help me find GOOD erotica!

STRANGER MAGIC

(Older Work/ Not Clean but 3rd draft material)

STRANGER MAGIC

PRELUDE

If you were a more daring tourist you might venture out on foot from the never ending party of Bourbon Street, and in a couple of blocks you would feel the poverty and taste a bite of fear. Men and women who come from a different world than you would stand and look at you from black faces and white eyes. The sound of Jazz would still be in the air but it would not be the tight rehearsed sound of the French Quarter you just left. This sound grinds like sweet gritty pearls on you’re ears.
Two blocks deeper and you might wonder if you are still in America. It has all the same traits as any ghetto in America but there is more than just oppression, fear and poverty, there is also a whiff of magic. Signs for magic and voodoo shops can still be seen but not in tourist trap alleys off of Bourbon Street, these places are in small houses with weed strewn postage stamp yards. You would notice the roof patches and boarded windows on the houses stubborn enough to resist Katrina’s rage and the rubble of the houses that did not have the heart or foundation to withstand the surge.
Another block and you are without a doubt lost. Those white eyes have turned from curious glances to hunting stares. If you stopped to get your bearings and understand that danger is not only perceived but a real threat you would seek a refuge, and you would find it in the badly hand painted sign that read Miss Sissie’s Magic and More.
Is this what brought you here? The trepidation is audible in you’re tentative knock on the peeling white door. The voice that answers solidifies that you left the normal world in a foot tall hurricane glass on Bourbon Street.
“Come in Mr Jarmin”, a sultry creole voice almost sings. And you do.

[MF][BDSM][SM][MC]A Really HARD Day – Based on the Prompt By u/lovelyladylover

**[Ed]**

“Ugh.” Ed moans as he slams his alarm clock. “It’s time for class already? It felt like tonight was such a short night.” He brought his hand to his head in an effort to stop the throbbing. “Did I.. party last night? I don’t remember going to a party. But I feel so… dizzy.” Ed stood up, thinking nothing of his rock-hard erection. It’s just another typical morning with an apparent black-out drunk hangover. Though, he was grateful he didn’t have to worry about the nausea. Still, he had to remember what had happened. The college freshman walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. He looked like a mess. “Must’ve been a hell of a party,” he bemoaned, starting the shower. He took off his boxers and noticed that he was still pretty erect. “Well, I guess there’s no problem with a morning jerk off. I’ve got time.”

In His Secret Room [MF][BDSM][oral][mast]

When I accidentally found Shane’s hidden torture chamber, a fifteen feet by fifteen foot room of raw cinder block lit by a sputtering fluorescent light, I froze in horror. A wide vinyl dentist’s like chair with thick leather wrist and ankle restraints took up the center of the room. A dental light was twisted and propped over the chair and a steel dental tray holding little stainless steel instruments of torture glittered beside it. Manacles hung bolted to a wall. Photos of scantily dressed women covered a cork board on the wall. On a rolling table sat a machine with meters and dials and electrode wire leads with pincers like jumper cables. Were the splatters at my feet blood or paint? It’s all so frightening. So why do I trust him and am so ready to indulge his fantasies? That’s the power my client has over women. As Shane and I walked down into the basement, to his secret room, I began to have second thoughts.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I said.

“I’m not going to hurt you. Come on.”

I timidly followed him down the stairs, ready to bolt at any moment like a cautious doe.

My First (and incredibly rough) MFM

My first ever threesome happened at a frat party in college. I was a freshman. It was my second ever time going out that semester; I went home a lot because I was dating my high school sweetheart.

I was on the dance floor with some friends all evening. I danced and flirted with a few guys throughout the night and must have felt at least 10 guys grab my butt cheeks in the dance floor.

At some point, a really hot guy (Dave) asked me if I had ever been to a frat party before, and when I said no he offered to show me around. He smiled at me and extended his hand, leading me upstairs.

He did give me an excellent tour, which conveniently ended in his room. His roommate (Tom) was already there, just out of the shower, shirtless. ‘Well hell’, he quipped as I looked at the ground. We all sat down next to each other on his couch, me in the middle. After some small talk, in which Dave learned I had a boyfriend, he asked me what I missed. I was unable to answer.

Stripping Nude and Masturbating on Stage at a Local After Hours Club [My Fantasy Realized]

I am a real stewardess and fly for a Major US Airline but you won’t see me like this on your flight or know that I am an admitted exhibitionist. Simply put, I enjoy masturbating for men while they watch. It’s my favorite way of sexually expressing and satisfying myself – my fantasy really. As an exhibitionist and a flight attendant, I take advantage of my travels to find men interested in helping me, whether it’s a pilot or a male flight attendant on a layover, maybe some guys on the hotel staff or even a group of strangers if I can arrange it. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.

My After Hours Club Experience

One of my male friends suggested I try performing my fantasy of stripping and masturbating on stage at a downtown after hours club. He knew about my fantasy and said he found something I should consider. So we visited a local After Hours Club he frequented in downtown San Antonio. He said he knew the manager and had told him about me. The manager said he was interested in meeting me. So that weekend I was introduced to him and we talked about my exhibitionist fantasy and how I had already performed for a group of friends several times and that I really enjoyed it.

How my Asian Girlfriend was Gangbanged by Big White Men [IR][NC]

My first story ever. It’s a fiction story that’s been in my mind for a long, long time. PM me if you want to discuss it!

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My girlfriend Haylee and I have been currently dating for just over 1 year now. I’m 24, half Chinese half White, and she’s 22, full Chinese. I was always attracted to her because of just how cute and petite she was. She stands at just 5’0″ and has a tight, round little bubble butt. Now i’m not that big myself, but being around a girl as small as her makes me feel more dominate, more of a man. We live in the city together in a small apartment and work separate jobs (just out of college). One of our favorite things to do on the weekends is try new restaurants we’ve never been to or heard of. We’re really adventurous when it comes to food, and this weekend we decided to drive out about an hour and a half to the country outside the city. We have heard that there is some pretty decent BBQ at some places out there so we thought we’d check it out.

A Truly Talented & Sexy Writer is Needed!

Hey there, how’s everybody’s day/evening going? I suppose I should remember my manners and introduce myself… My name is Willow, and I’m on a search currently for the writer I’ve always dreamed of: this writer will be capable of telling an unbelievable and competing narrative, detailing every last bit down to the crack in the wooden floorboards.

I’m looking for the best, and I know he or she is out there right now… Someone who can tell stories that could easily be the next Hollywood blockbuster, and stories that will keep a girl like me warm on cold nights with its detail. I ask because I wanted to exchange stories… Basically we each give each other prompts for what we want the other to write, and then we exchange them later on. I have many romance ideas (with adult themes obviously) that I’ve always wanted to see brought to life in top notch quality and detail, and I promise I can deliver in return if you take a chance on me. If you think you’re the writer I’ve been desperately searching for, send me a LONG private message explaining just WHY you’re the one… I look forward to your messages and urge you to be confident, never be shy about your writing ability. Thank you all again and happy writing! <3