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Primal Urges [MF] [bd] [Mdom] [SM]

Her long, lithe body waits for me on her bed, body relaxed but toes dancing in anticipation. I pause to drink in the sight of her slim calves, strong and delicate legs, flat stomach, and supple breasts. Naked but for the ropes that cross-cross her body, she is my prey. She offers herself to me. I will devour her.

I start at her toes, lightly kissing her painted nails. I run my fingers up her calves and under her knees. I pause. I look up and whisper, “You know I take what I want…” Her breath quickens, her teardrop breasts rising and falling in steady time.

“And do you know what I want?” I continue.

“What do you want?” She asks with a slight tremble in her voice.

I tell her, “I want you. I want the animal inside of you. I want you to release her. I want to have my way with her…”

My fingers continue up her thighs to her hips. I lightly kiss the clean-shaven skin just above her bare, rope-enveloped pussy. I look up again. “I want to feast on every inch of your body. I want to make you moan, purr, growl, whimper…” Read more »

Come hither…and I shall.

I see you from across the room, it’s been a long day, but suddenly I’m energized by your beauty. Our eyes meet and you give me the come hither stare, so I cross the room, I approach you and just before our lips meet, I stop. Gazing into your eyes at close range. You feel my breath on your lips for a moment, my left hand upon your hip… then, with my right hand, I thread my fingers through the hair on the back of your head and pull you into me, into my mouth and kiss you deeply, passionately and in that moment, we are in sync.

I kiss you, touch you and hold you, hold your hand as we make out, then lead you to the bedroom, our breath catching and heavy as our bodies prepare to merge.

As we glide into the bedroom our clothes begin to peel from us, helped by the groping hands of each other, but also we undress ourselves, enticing the other to touch and caress. We invite touch and taste, as we entwine and tryst towards the bed. Read more »

For my sub girl;)

(First Story i ever wrote, Happy for critique, all participants are 18+)

We Two are shopping when i pull you into a Change room, you just wearing a Low Cut Dress.

“Dont. Make. A. Noise!”

I grin at you before pushing you onto your knees, Opening my Pants and pulling down my underwear, my Cock slapping against your face.

I dont even wait for you to Start, i just take your head and push it onto you it, deepthroating you so my balls are pressed against your chin. I throat Fuck you for a few minutes, tears are Running down your cheeks but i wont stop.

Just as You are about to pass out, i pull out, Spit covering your chin.

I pull you back up and quickly yank off your panties. They are dripping wet, and with a Wicked smile, i Gag you with them, before Spinning you and Pressing you against the glass.

“You are my sub slut;)”

With that, i enter you, your moans silenced by the panties. I quickly begin to pound you away, slapping your ass with my hands, your perky tits jiggeling with every thrust. Read more »

Hideout (m/f/etc)

Hideout is a little like the B-52s song,, “Loveshack”. Its also a little like a club I once went to along Beyers Naude road, which wastn called that, then – called “Hideout”. It’s a business persons fantasy. It isn’t in the forect like the Loveshack the B-52’s sang about. No, its smack bang in the middle of the city. Hidden in plain view in the suburbs.

It’s a large thatch house, with a wild overgrown garden. Its on a cul-de-sac, in a quiet suburb just outside of Randburg. Its just of of one of the main routes that people use to get to work in Johannesburg and Sandton.

The founder liked to go to strip clubs and see beautiful women naked. He wanted to be able to have breakfast and coffee delivered to him by a beautiful topless woman in the morning and he imagined that other men, and women felt the same.

It was also the beginning of the time of “hybrid” working where people could do their work at home, or at the office. And that – you see – created a delightful opportunity where your wife or husband wasn’t quite sure where you were and assumed you were at work and then the work people assumed you were at home. And where you were was – at Hideout. Totally plausible don’t you think ! Read more »

On display #2 (FMM)

A friend has come for a beer, with me, at your house in the estate.

You have always liked him and we are comfortable with him, even though it takes from our time alone.

In the distance there is a petrol mower and the distant smell of cut grass. Now and then a dog barks. Scenes from idyllic suburbia.

The music from the hifi is a little deep, a little dark, a little playful and mysterious and it oozes delectably like whipped cream from a can.

We were swimming before he came. I just have some shorts on and no shirt.

You are wearing the new suede bikini, the one with the curious bikini bottoms. And indeed, they have been rubbing you up most delightfully.

When he arrived, you scurried to the room to find a shirt. All you could quickly find was that thin white t-shirt and you quickly pulled it on to have a modicum of decency.

As you sit next to me, smoking a joint with us, the wetness from the suede starts to come through the shirt, outlining your beautiful breasts. Your hair is wet and tendrils of water trickle down your face, neck and body, making little pools on the floor. But you are high and you don’t care – “let them stare !” Read more »

On Display #1 (M/FF)

You sit beside a friend, on the leather couch at the side of your listening room.
It has been a magnificent evening out, dancing and laughing. The food has been exquisite and the wine
sublime.
You are both beautiful in your evening dresses, but your cleavage is more magnificent, and your
happiness and radiance shines bright for me. You are the more beautiful by far and I reflect on my love
for you.
I have been sitting on the couch next to the door, and the three of us have been smoking some weed.
You hook your finger towards me and say softly “come here my lover”
I walk to you, and you kiss me softly, your mouth open, your tongue caressing mine. In front of her, as
you would kiss me when we are alone. Your fingernail finds the top of my cock through my pants and
you scrape along its length, tickling the head, where you know I like it.
You ask me softly, politely, to bring some drinks.
You tell me, with a little more force, to it slowly, to do it calmly and to do it naked.
I am gone a little while and I return nude, my cock long and thick, fully tumescent as I stand before you,
before her, and hand you the drinks.
You thank me by stroking my cock a little and then I return to the couch, naked, erect, wanting.
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I’ve [F]always wanted to fuck a man [M] with my strap on [Femdom] [Domination] [Ass fucking] [Strap on] [JOI]

I don’t know why but I always get so horny when I think how I’ll grab a man’s ass and fuck it. I explore this fantasy with my online subs and I find it well, quite amazing. It makes my pussy wet like every time we role play on that and I am wearing my strap on. The scenario sounds like that, you get naked and I am wearing just my strap on. You worship me, I own you, I’ll grab your head and push my black strap on in your mouth. I watch you sucking it with pleasure, I smile you look at me like a loyal puppy. Then after I am done with you lubbing my strap on, you will wiggle your butt so I can fuck you. I get the lube and I start to massage your dick and then your ass. Your dick will be hard while I fuck you. Then I will slowly get inside you, you moan and now your ass is not virgin anymore. Your tight asshole is mine. I get a bit faster and it seems that you like it. I hump your ass so good…your cock is already
leaking. I grab your ass and I get and fuck you deep and hard. Your moaning is like a song to me. While I am inside you I start milking your cock. You beg me to stop because you feel the urge to cum. I am not stopping, I rub your cock a bit faster then I grab your ass with both of my hands and fuck your brains off. My pussy is leaking seeing you cum just from my black dick.

Update: Tests are done…

[My youngest brother might be my son ](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/stp01c/my_youngest_brother_might_be_my_son/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

So for those of you who read my last post which is link at the top. I use to use my mother’s cock and ball shaped cover for her vibrator to jack off and sometimes I’d leave it full of cum. Well I ended up having my youngest 2 siblings over to my place for a weekend and I decided to try three different tests. 2 different DNA test and a paternity test and all three came back positive. My youngest brother is my son and I dunno how really to feel about it and I’m the only person in my family that knows.

So yeah figure let y’all know considering a lot of people doubted my story. Hope yall have fun. Also sorry for shit grammer I was always bad in English class.

SitCity: The All-Purpose Dating App For Dads [Free Use] [Non-Con] [Brat]

The day began with Abigail rustling through the sheets of her bed, vying for her phone as the alarm blared. Her long brown hair was knotted and unkempt after another night spent tossing about, and the soft cotton covers were dewy and damp. She had just begun to adjust to the heavy workload of a full five-course college semester, and desperately relied on her Google calendar to tell her what to do each day . As she fumbled listlessly with the Lock Screen and Do Not Disturb function, a barrage of new notifications began to pour in:

* *You have 43 new messages on SitCity app!*
* *You have 52 new friend requests on SitCity app!*
* *You have 17 requested appointments to confirm on SitCity app!*
* *WOW! You’re really hitting it off on SitCity app! Click here for a VIP one-time offer, available only to you (for being such a good girl)…*