We pulled up to Tyler’s house and I was shocked yet again. This place was insane! I followed them up the front steps of the wrap-around porch and we entered the house through two huge doors. The living room had an incredible 70’s style conversation pit. The walls had floor to ceiling paintings of women in the nude in spectacular colors, each with their own spotlights illuminating the art. The kitchen was enormous with a beautiful island and French doors out to the back. Tyler opened the fridge and threw a seltzer to Robby, who opened it and handed it to me with a wink. They got their own drinks and we headed to the back deck where there was a huge swimming pool with a built-in hot tub. Lounge chairs lined the perimeter of the porch and off to the left there was a large seating area with a grill and fireplace. I sat down on one of the couches and watched the guys effortlessly start a fire together. They came over and sat on either side of me. We chatted for a bit and when Tyler finished his drink he got up to throw it away.
Category: eroticliterature
A Real BDSM Story Part 1
A lot of BDSM fiction really doesn’t do a good job of describing a healthy D/s dynamic, so here’s a real story of what happened between my sub/girlfriend and I this afternoon.
My sub (let’s call her Kris) said about a week ago that while she’s been having a great time with our scenes, it’s been a minute since she’s been able to go to sub space. Sub space, for those that don’t know, is the high that a submissive experiences from being dominated. It’s often described as floating on a cloud.
Because her pleasure is very important to me, I spent the next few days trying to figure out why that was.
She had been stressed out from doing mom/work shit, and I decided that was probably the main reason she wasn’t going into sub space was that she’s too stressed out. After all, not even vanilla sex isn’t enjoyable when you have a hundred other things on your mind.
So I did what any good Dom would do: I decided that on our next date I would completely take away any decision making ability she has and make all decisions on her behalf. She wouldn’t have to do any thinking. She just needs to do what she’s told. (Her and I do consent to this dynamic, and everything else we do in this story).
Possession (a sexy short) MF
As he glanced over to check on her (or check her out) at the bar, he noticed another man had sidled up to her, making small talk.
Possessiveness immediately arose within him; although he didn’t blame this man for wanting her attention, she was the sexiest woman in the room. In all rooms.
But she was his and no one else could have her. Unable to control his territorial urges, he strode over to the bar, put his hand around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.
“Would you mind if I stole this beauty for a moment?” he smiled at the man flirting with his lady.
He took her by the hand and guided her across the room, leading her into the bathroom where he locked the door behind them.
Meeting with Amber
“Do you want to join Amber and me for lunch tomorrow Sir?” I ask while laying with my head on Sir’s lap on the couch. I have met Amber online and she lives close to us. She is a submissive as well but has no Sir/Dom at the moment. We tekst a lot and became really good friends and have been to lunch together often.
Amber has dark long brown hair, brown eyes, perfect C cups and a beautiful figure.
“Yes, I’d like to see her again.” Sir answers. The idea of seeing her again gets Sir excited, I feel his cock growing in his pants. Sir and I have talked about playing with a second submissive but he wasn’t sure he wanted to do that. It usually complicates things. But after meeting Amber a while ago Sir does encourage me to keep friends with Amber, it is good for me to have friends and he likes her.
With my fingers I run up and down his cock over his pants before I unzip Sirs pants. I take out his beautiful growing cock and keep stroking it. Softly I give a few kisses on the top of his cock.
Sir grabs his phone, I am fixated on his cock that I don’t notice that, and teksts Amber, “Hey Amber,I will be joining you for lunch tomorrow, looking forward to seeing you! Would you want to come to our place afterwards and play?”.
With Sir’s cock hard in my mouth I bob my head up and down, tasting his precum. A hand grabs my hair and pushes me down on his cock a few times, saliva dripping out of my mouth making a mess.
“Yes Sir! I thought you would never ask me to come and play with you. Any preferences on what I should wear?” Replies Amber.
“You surprised us! My slut has no idea. It will be a surprise! But please braid your hair, I like that”.
Sir guides me to stand up, bend over the couch while he positions himself behind me, pulls up my skirt and thrusts his cock in my cunt. With one hand grabs my hair and pulls it back making my head face upwards. Harder and harder Sir thrusts in me, with one more thrust he unloads his cum in me. Slaps me on my ass as he pulls out. Whispers in my ear “Pretty little slut! Let’s go to bed and get some rest, you will be in for a treat tomorrow.”
No clue of what Sir is referring to. I follow his lead and we go to bed.
My sister and I share a bed (PART 6) (END) [M/F] [Incest]
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v6ncfz/my_sister_and_i_share_a_bed_mf_incest/) : [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vb5lrp/my_sister_and_i_share_a_bed_part_5_mf_incest/)
The next morning, we woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. We shared a kiss, not caring about each other’s morning breath.
“You gonna take another Plan B?” I asked.
She nodded. “Once I graduate college however…”
My heart swelled and face flushed at the thought of her bearing our child, and my cock stirred beneath the sheets. I repressed the urge to ravish her, choosing instead to give her one more chaste kiss before rising from the bed. She stayed lying down, her golden hair glowing in the dawn light, framing her face. I fetched the pill pack for her and returned it with a fresh glass of water.
“You’re beautiful,” I said.
She blushed a light pink and waved me off. “Go brush your teeth before we get carried away and miss our bus.”
I padded over into the bathroom and started brushing my teeth, wearing nothing but my boxers. Elise shortly joined me, still in her cute pajama top and bottoms. She looped her arms under my armpits from behind, groping at my bare chest, while her chin rested on my shoulder.
[Scat, Femdom, M/F] Breaking Reality Ch. 5
In one small part of this chapter, I made a tribute to a Reddit story that I read on /coprophiles, by deviant_101, called ‘Eating my wife’s shit after a hard day’s work’. Just loved the graphic description of the scene, so slipped the same scene on this chapter of the series. Thanks to the original author!
PART 12: MOVING OUT
So, we returned from Paris and began preparing for this ‘beach’ trip which she didn’t told me a thing about. I was clueless about the reason of the trip, but the Paris one was work-related for her.
I also skipped some work days with no justification in order to go eat her ‘french meals’, and now I was going to the studio to clarify things out.
When I arrived, my colleagues greeted me from a distance (I had the worst breath they ever smelled) and my boss called me to his office with a very serious and disappointed look on his face.
‘Look, Jarden, I think this is no surprise to you, but we’re gonna have to let you go. Your work performance has dropped enormously, all this days that you didn’t showed up or disappearing in the middle of the afternoon… I’m very sorry, I thought you would have a brilliant career here, but sadly that’s not the case.’
A Night at a Friend’s [M25/F25] [Cheating}
We were binge watching a show we’d seen all the through too many times to count. Tess fell asleep, taking the whole blanket with her. It was a little past her normal bedtime, but she has tried to rally since we don’t get to see each other very often. Our normal hang was to put on some series, like The Office, and half-watch, catching each other up on everything we could think of since last time we talked. We’d been friends for ages, but weren’t talk-every-day friends. I had moved away and was visiting, crashing for a night on her couch.
Tess and I had met through work years before, getting to know each other as professionals and then as friends too. We were very different people, but had a mutual interest in humanity, psychology, and art that always made for good conversation.
Yes, this was a platonic relationship. I think I knew deep down that we wouldn’t be a good long-term relationship match and since each of us had other romantic intrigue in our lives, it never became a factor for us. This didn’t mean I wasn’t attracted to Tess. She was beautiful. Tall, lithe, glowing skin, green-brown eyes, long hair: elegant.
Step Sister Corruption Part 279 – Day 140 Free Use Vacay Pt 23 – Aphrodite Games Pt 11 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
*Kel*
Typical!
We just started the third round and my *new* ‘subject’ had the same problem as my ‘special judge’……low stamina.
Well that wasn’t the *only* problem.
*God why do men have to be so fucking sensitive!?!?*
He wasn’t big enough to actually **fill** my mouth….not that I wanted that foul thing after tasting it.
He wasn’t thick enough to give my lips a **real** workout. Not that I wanted it in my mouth but it just looked small in general.
And he didn’t last long enough before he blew his wad….all over my face.
I had barely started and the fucker nutted as soon as I started kissing his pathetic shaft on his small *god damn* puny little pecker.
This is so **fucking** frustrating!!!
We started the stupid blow job round and I did the whole smack his flaccid penis against my cheeks trying to get it hard.
Which did start getting the puny dick hard.
The moment I tasted the foul dick I wanted it to blow its wad but still wanted to win.
I licked it and wished I hadn’t as now I can’t get the taste off my tongue.
Soccer Mom – Part III
FYI – I have created an archive post on my profile page where you can access all of the previously released sections of the on going saga that is…SOCCER MOM
The hotly anticipated follow up to Soccer Mom is here, eagerly anticipated by dozens. DOZENS I SAY.
Note that in part III, I slow things down a bit. I kind of painted myself into a corner by starting out by throwing so many sexually fantasies into two short parts. I hope you don’t get too frustrated by it, and I promise, things will pick up very quickly in the future installments. ENJOY!
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The warmth of the sun on my face gently rocks me out of the best sleep of my life. I don’t fully believe the events of the night before until I wipe the crust from my eyes and find that, other than a soft blanket draped over top of me, I am completely naked on a couch in a strange living room.
First encounter at the club [M/F]
For as long as I can remember, two nights ago was the most interesting thing that I ever had. Most of the time, I spend my nights at certain places, like the mall, the nightclub, or a friend’s house for special events, but that night took the cake.
The story begins with me doing the usual stuff before the main event. Brushing my teeth, making breakfast, you know the bland and clean way before going out. After working out and sweating, I took a nice shower after seeing that it was night time. I put on a makeshift suit for the club (dark gray polo shirt, fitted jeans, leather shoes, and a black blazer) before fixing up my hair. Just to keep in mind, I’m 5’9-5’10 in height and I usually have short hair, mainly a buzzcut.