[FM] The night you didn’t want to remember (Femdom)

My finger flipped the light switch on. "Rise and shine, Mr Freeman." You flinched and squinted your eyes as the bright lamps lit up the bed like an autopsy table. I could finally take a good look at you, and I was not impressed.

Yes, you had your biceps and abs like any other jock, and you could probably make an average chick cream herself. Yet I couldn't help but notice that your eighty kilograms of muscle were clearly compensating for something. Something tiny and strung, comically propped up like a stray, ill-hammered nail on a plank.

"You were planning to rape me with that?" I snorted, covering my mouth with my fingers. Your frown shifted from confusion to helpless rage. Fortunately for you, I had your mouth stuffed with your sweatshirt, so you couldn't say something dumb and embarrass yourself further. You could only growl and squirm with animalistic fury but barely strain the ropes around your wrists, elbows and ankles.

I let you have your moment, soaking in the futility of your struggle. Wasn't that how my best friend felt when you forced yourself on her? Wasn't that going to be my fate if I hadn't been fast and clever enough to switch our drinks last night?

[MF] [Fantasy] Story I wrote about a space adventurer who has a lot of sex

This is the first story I ever posted. I realize it should be spellchecked and it could use some rewrites, but I want to hear people's opinions. It's basically a bit like Doctor Who but with a lot of sex and violence. I hope to make it into a series, but won't know when I will be updating. I hope you enjoy and please leave a comment to tell me what you think! Atticus Williams.

Prologue

[MF] Panty Play

You open the door and lead me into your living room. We make our way to the couch and sit down. We start to make small talk and you ask if I would like a drink. I say yes so you head off to the kitchen to get me one. As you walk away you notice me staring at your ass. Your ass looks amazing in those tight shorts. You bring my drink back and sit next to me on the couch. You are excited knowing what we have planned. Your hand slowly makes its way between your legs. You are casually rubbing your pussy through your panties and shorts. You try to be sly and keep me from catching you but it doesn't work. You catch my eyes gazing down and ask if I would like a hint of what I will be leaving with. I nod yes and you slide your hand into your pants and start to rub your wet pussy. You bring your hand out of your pants and allow me to smell your juices on your fingers. I love your scent and can't help myself, I lick your fingers clean. You stand up and take my hand. You lead me to your bedroom and have me sit on the bed. You stand in front of me facing away so I can see your amazing ass. You slowly take your shorts off while bending over and sticking your panty covered ass out. Once you are out of your shorts you climb onto the bed. You tell me it is time to get your panties nice and dirty for me. You start to play with your pussy and begin to moan. All of a sudden you stop and look up at me. You motion for me to lay beside you so I climb onto the bed and lay pressing against you. You begin to play again but stop almost immediately. You ask why you have to do all the work yourself. You grab my hand and guide it between your legs. I love feeling how wet you are down there. After a bit of me playing with you, you pull my hand away. You stand up and walk over to your dresser. Your grab your favorite toy. You ask me if I would like to use it on you and my answer is yes of course. Youy lay back down, you want to show me so I know how to do it right. You start to move your toy in and out as you moan louder. I slowly reach out and take over. I continue to plunge your toy deep into your tight wet pussy as you moan louder and louder. You tell me you are about to cum and to not stop. I keep plunging it faster and deeper into until your write in the ecstasy of an orgasm. You pull my hand away and put your toy down. You stand up and take your panties off. You wipe your self with your panties to clean up. When you are done you hand me the paanties and tell me to enjoy them. You put your shorts back on and lead me to the door. I am forced to drive home with your dirty pnties thinking about your wet pussy rubbing against your shorts with no panties…

[MF] Wet Lips

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All throughout class he couldn't help but stare. Every downward dog, every cat-cow, every time she bent over he could see nearly every detail of her through her tight thin teal yoga pants. He was medium to tall, dark eyes, great hair, friendly smile, wide shoulders, abs to show, and confident. She was slender, curly long hair, dark eyes, long lashes, nice curve to her ass, with small and perky breasts. Just his type. He wondered if she was even wearing underwear. Was she torturing him on purpose? It was impossible not to notice, he being positioned right behind her. The class seemed an eternity, and when it was over he was covered in sweat. They parted ways to change. Heading out, they bumped into one another, he wearing jeans, button shirt, flat shoes. Her a yellow dress to the knees, hair pulled back. He was starving, maybe she was too? Laughing he asks,

"Want to grab a bite?"

Caribbean Desires: A Sexual Awakening (Cuckold)

Hi my name is Ivy and I have published a few erotic cuckold books on Amazon. I would like to share some of them with you here. I hope you enjoy and would love to hear what you think.

Steve and Mary are in Jamaica trying to rekindle a spark in there marriage. Little did they know their spark would include Steve's long time fantasy of seeing his wife with another man. Mary must now come to terms with her inner desires of being taken by a local man named Marcus and deal with the effects it might bring.

….I was hot and breathing in deep breaths lying in the lush green Jamaican rain forest. I wasn’t hot because of the warm humid air or out of breath from our hike to our secluded paradise in the tropical jungle. It was from the caramel skinned man whose head was between my pale white thighs who was slowly working his tongue over my moist area.

The sound of the heavy rain on top of the thick jungle canopy echoed throughout the forest adding to the exotic romance of it all. My heated skin was cooled by a light sprinkle of rain drops that fought there way through the dense vegetation above.

The Leather Couch and the Black Basque (M4F) pt.1

Hi all, first time post. Would be delighted for some feedback.

So… We’re in a country house with a grand leather suite, and you’re lying on the couch waiting for me as I return from work. You’re wearing a pearl necklace, a black basque and black stockings, but no pants. Your nipples harden in anticipation as you hear me open the front door. You smile as I enter the room, seeing my eyes light up, enjoying drinking in every inch of your body. You notice my trousers bulge immediately, and your smile grows bigger, knowing this is a fantasy of mine, how much this means to me.

The Rings – “Choose Your Own Adventure” Erotic Story

Not sure if this is allowed here, but I've got a story (still in progress) on a site called chyoa.com which is basically full of choose-your-own-adventure erotica. http://chyoa.com/story/the-ring-2/cover is the link.

It's about the main character (you, you can choose names for characters too), a college freshman, and your new roommate, discovering these two rings that transform you into hot girls. Yeah, the premise is kind of ridiculous, but whatever, it's meant to get you off.

You can add to the story too, since it's public, just create a new thread at the end of any section and write in your own choices for the main character.

[M/F] I write and send erotica to girls that I see. I was told to share my current story. So here’s Pt. V (Last for now)

A week has gone by. You haven't heard from me once. You're on edge. Every time you hear a neighbor move around their apartment, every time a car door shuts, every time your phone vibrates or rings, a chill sweeps down your back and sends electricity through your pussy. Your wardrobe is primarily dresses now. After a few days, you stop wearing panties. They just get soaked anyways. You find yourself exaggerating your movements. Putting groceries in your car is a perfect excuse to bend over and show your ass off in the air. You make sure to park far away from anyone else. If there's a secluded section of the parking lot, your car will be there. You sit at work, gauging your surroundings and hoping, praying I show up and Fuck you against your wall, against your desk, on the tiled floor. You want to touch yourself desperately but you know that will only make things worse. It's your lunch hour and your mind has finally stopped thinking about my thick, hard cock ravaging your holes. You can finally focus on your work duties when your phone vibrates…

You wanted it. He gave it. [MF] (first time posting) (let’s all play nice, ok? ^vv^)

This is the first time I've ever posted anything like this for everyone to see so please be nice to me? Oh! And if you like the story or see some way I can improve, please, please, please let me know! Enjoy!!~

You heard him close the front door, but payed him no heed. He would probably just grab a beer and turn on the game just like he normally did. You could feel the ache in your muscles and hoped that the hot shower would help you relax. You didn't hear the door to your bedroom creak open behind you. He stood in the doorway admiring your luscious body. He had had a long and hard day at work and desperately needed to feel your body against his. He silently crossed the carpeted floor until he was right behind you. He encircled his arms around your body and you could feel his hardening cock in his jeans poke against your ass.

[RP] The Lost Love, The Lost Soldier

Eyes are weak. The sun. The light. I don't remember the last time it touched my skin. My eyes have been starved of it for … I'm not sure, months? I miss it's warmth, it's heat radiating around us as we walk the beach hand in hand, sand creeping between our toes. Pushing myself into you as the breeze gathers over us. Coiled together watching the sun dip in the horizon. This light though. It’s different. Harsher. Unyielding.

”Jones. Captain. Eight three nine zero seven six five two nine.”

Lids are heavy. Sleep. So little sleep. I’ve flitted in and out of consciousness now so many times I’ve lost count. Each time I fade to black you’re there. I can feel your touch when my eyes close, your fingers tracing lines on my arm. Your breath on my skin. Your skin on mine as we grasp together. Then I’m hauled back, with force that pushes you from my mind as my rest is torn from me.

”Jones. Captain. Eight three nine zero seven six five two nine.”