“What’s the string for?” Ally was eyeing everything I had laid out on the bed in preparation for making her body my dessert. “And ruin the surprise?” I cocked an eyebrow at her, predicting her reaction. “Come ooooooooonnnnn” she drawled, rolling her eyes and giving me a pouty face that she accentuated with a very obvious huff. Predictable. My amusement was evident on my face even as her face crinkled up in annoyance. “You’re the one who wanted to be my slut.” I reminded her, causing her to shoot daggers at me. “Hmph.” She declared, knowing she was trapped by her own needs. “Mmhhmm, that’s a good slut,” I chided, as i picked up the sleeping mask. “Now, let’s heighten your senses.”
Category: eroticliterature
Kara is screwed…Part 6 [M/F, dom/sub, con]
~~~ Other parts to this story are also posted in the sub ~~~
Previously in Part 5:
*“Who owns you?” asks Sean standing up but his hands still working her pussy. Oh no, not this again thinks Kara. It was embarrassing enough the first time, was he really going to ask her to say it again? Kara blushes and then groans as Sean slows down slightly more. Fuck. She can feel the orgasm begin to slip away. She can’t let that happen.*
*“Y-you.” She says with a whimper as her blush deepens.*
*Sean speeds up his fingers at her answer. He stares deep into her eyes and brings his lips close to hers.*
*“I’m not sure I’m convinced” says Sean in and offhand manner “make me believe it.”*
*Sean ravages her neck with wet, messy kisses, one hand palming her breast and teasing the nipple. The other working her soaked pussy. The sudden increase in stimulation sends Kara’s head spinning. She can barely breathe. But she knows she wants this orgasm more than she wants air. She knows what she has to say.*
*“YOU. You. Fuck. You own me. All of me. Fuck.”*
Kara is screwed…Part 5 [M/F, dom/sub, con]
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Kara almost skips up to Sean the next day, catching him leaving his Spanish class. Before he can say anything she smiles smugly and says “Well I did it, I had a casual fling, yesterday.”
Sean’s eyebrows rise in surprise “No fucking way Chalmers. I would have heard about it.”
“Not if it was a certain history prof” retorts Kara. Poor Sean he looks genuinely surprised but also mildly impressed.
“You slept with Beeker! Jeez Chalmers, didn’t know you had it in you.” Kara decided that Sean didn’t strictly need to know that it was just a blow job.
“So now that I’ve proven that I can absolutely do casual, how about we hang at your place tonight?” before Sean can reply Kara walks off with a smirk of her own.
As she walks away Sean calls out “You’re on Chalmers! Expect a surprise in your dorm by the end of the day!”
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[M/s] [Incest] Mommy Teaches Son About Sex
**All characters are strictly over the age of eighteen**
**Billy was a typical nerdy 18yr old boy. He likes games and making models and he is shy with girls. His mother was worried for his development, so she took it upon herself to teach him about sex. However, she didn’t expect to fall into lust… And want Billy all to herself…**
Every night, when my husband fell asleep…
I visited my son’s room.
“Honey, daddy is asleep.”
That faint scent, the scent of a man, mixed in with the smell of paint…
My son, Billy, was barely a man, over 18 and a senior in high school.
Like most boys his age, he was interested in hobbies and girls. Both worried me.
Hobbies, because he enjoyed painting his models.
“It is leg day!” [MF]
Dani was my ex from eight grade. She was my first experience of a relationship, a full three months. We never really did talk except the surface-level interactions that going to the same school brings. Ironically, however, that changed my sophomore year of college.
Both of us went to a relatively small school that consolidated the districts of two intercounty towns. In total, it would be difficult to conclude that the student body ever approached 300 so the courting opportunities were severely limited. I had graduated the year prior and attended the local university. After getting my first year under my belt, I moved into an on-campus apartment with three others. The Saturday before classes begin is usually one of the craziest as everyone catches up from the summer and blows their loads into condoms encased in pussy.
I had been on campus all day as I had moved in the day before. Just feeling the collective sexual tension on-campus was enough to put a tickle in everyone’s genitalia. I was walking back to campus when I had a FB message from Dani. We hadn’t spoken for about a year and we were just not in the same social circles, so I was kind of confused as to why she was dropping in my DMs.
From passion to pain, part 3 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Ally was the absolute vision of beauty, as she stood in the doorway. Her navy sundress clung perfectly to her tight body, accentuating every curve, yet, somehow revealing nothing. Her silken, coal colored locks bounced lightly as she swept over to embrace me, only to sway gently in the breeze that caught her as she stepped back. It was so difficult not to think this was a movie. I almost had to pinch myself to remind me that this was real life. “What did you have planned for tonight, sir?” Ally teased me with devilish smile, her eyes on the crotch of my pants, awaiting my body’s near automatic response to her words. Damnit, she knew how to turn me on so quickly with so little effort. “Dinner” I paused for dramatic effect “and dessert,” I finished, purposely making a show of undressing her with my eyes. Now it was Ally’s turn to have her body betray her, as she bit her lip in an attempt to swallow the moan that had let itself free from her throat. Her throat…
(FM) The Breaking of Officer Emily Gordon
( Hi all, shameless repost.. but I’m wanting to make a PT. 2 of this and needed ideas. Let me know and I will do my best. <3 )
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
The sound of the old rickety metal bedframe banging against the wall brought Officer Gordon, or Emily temporarily—very temporarily—to her senses. A bead of sweat ran down her face and hung precariously on her chin for an instant before dripping down to melt into the damp, stained sheet flimsily covering what barely passed for a mattress in this rathole of a motel. The force of the next thrust knocked her forward off her elbows, leaving her face buried in the bed. She could feel the springs below the mattress pressing against her cheekbones. From behind her, she felt only pressure—his pressure, the filthy, sweet pounding of his cock in her ass. Her eyes rolled back as she felt his cock pulsing, throbbing.
Monsters Among Us (Superheroine peril, MF, Fdom, non consensual, public)
Monsters Among Us
Historical Interlude 1886 London
Femme Fatalle adjusted her gauntlets. She needed the protection of total skin coverage to prevent her power from accidentally feeding on the men around her. She was a heroine, a defender of the people because she chose to be. Inside her was the blood of an Incubus, a sexual demon who had seduced her mother the Countess of Tor, as part of her father’s endless and limitless debaucheries. She was born with a curse, a curse that made love impossible, for she fed on the lives of men through their sexual desire. She was worse than a vampire, she was a soul devouring seductress. The physical power she gained from that heritage made her three times stronger than a strong man, faster than a fencer, and able to take blows which would stun an ox. She chose to act as a heroine, to defend the people who would hunt her down and destroy her if they guessed what she was, to defend the people her own soul and hunger deemed cattle, a prey herd that existed only to be her playthings and food. She chose to be a heroine, because she knew she was a monster waiting to happen.
Thinking of you [MF]
On my way back to the airport day dreaming that I was going to be able to see you. I’d stay in a high rise hotel with panoramic views of the city. Meet you downstairs in the lobby where every guy is staring at you wearing a dress and heels. You look amazing and full of swagger as you walk through the lobby to meet me. We can’t hide our smiles toward one another as we know what’s about to happen and are filled with excitement. I grab your hand and passionately kiss you right there in the lobby as we make our way to the elevator. Our hands caressing each other’s as I wrap both my arms around you. The elevator dings but there are people in there going up. We get in because we can’t wait to get upstairs. We ride in the elevator and can’t take our eyes off each other. The people in the elevator get out and we wait for the door to close as I pin you up against the wall and kiss you again. Fuck I love kissing you. As I press my body up against yours and run my hand through your hair. We get to our floor. We get out of the elevator as I grab your hand and we walk out. I push you up against the wall outside the elevator and continue to kiss you. I just can’t get enough as you push against me to make our way to the room.
Daddy and Cherry Play [Part 1] [Daddy] [Mdom] [D/S] [MFf] [bondage] [mental Sad] [after care] [throple] [threesome]
Hi everyone!! I seriously hope you enjoy my stories. Don’t hesitate to comment or DM i love to hear what you guys think.
My Daddy is thinking of having me start a series with a female named Cherry. Let me know what you think :)
This is PART 1 of 2. Link for part 2 in comments.
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Daddy checked my restraints. My wrists were tied to the arms of a chair and my ankles to the leg of the chair. “How’s that baby girl?” He asked softly
“Good daddy.”
“That’s my girl.” Daddy lifted my chin and softly kissed my mouth. “No cumming my love.” Daddy’s hands moved to my thighs and pushed apart. Gently he pushed the lush inside and turned it on.
The soft buzz made me moan. “Understood daddy”
“Explain to me what’s happening today love.” Daddy increased the vibration on his phone.
“I get to watch Daddy play with Cherry. Cherry gets to control the vibe.” I barely finished my sentence before moaning again.
“Good girl. Who is my perfect little slut?”
“I’m you’re perfect little slut.” I mumbled as the vibrations changed intensity.
“Good girl. Remember love you are mine. Now behave for me. Cherry is patiently waiting.” I peered around Daddy and saw Cherry sitting on our bed. She did one of those sexy seductive waves. She was wearing a Lacey purple bra and thong. Daddy’s favorite color.