Eyes Like Yours (my first time writing!)

I stare at the bottom of my glass, contemplating the ice cubes and the idea of ordering another gin and tonic. It’s hot, it’s still early, and I don’t want to go back to the hotel. Traveling for work is sometimes tiring, and the hotel room is always the same.

“Another one? ” asks the bartender. I nod without much conviction, but without resistance either. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth when I think about how many gin and tonics the company would deem appropriate for their new speaker to drink alone, in public. I look up and suddenly face the darkest, most fascinating pair of eyes I’ve ever seen. A look so deep it seems to suck me into it. And I have seen darker than ebony, with curved eyelashes and very thick, very masculine eyebrows. I blink twice, embarrassed when I realize I was staring. Feeling my face burn and redden, the bottom of my glass feels like a safe place.

“Why did you stop looking? ”

Oh my God! I turn around there they are, the black eyes, accompanied by a neatly trimmed beard, framing a really handsome face. And what voice was that? A little hoarse, like someone who has just woken up.

The Audition [M/F] (1/3)

*Praeludium*

The murmur of the audience, echoing throughout the concert hall. A cacophony of instruments in disarray; the sudden beat of a drum, followed by a single note from a clarinet, a French horn momentarily soaring over a cello, only to give away to a high-pitched flute.

A sudden silence befalls both audience and musicians, and after a few moments of expectation applause can be heard. A man in a raven-black suite crosses the stage and walks up the two small steps of the central podium. The entire orchestra stands and the man graciously waves at them, only to turn around and take a small bow towards the still-applauding public, a smile on his face. As the musicians take their seats he turns towards them, his features quickly becoming sombre.

*Allegro*

The Violinist stood silently in the middle of the Music Director’s living room, instrument in one hand, bow in the other. Casting her gaze downwards, she remained there silently. It was a unique, one-time opportunity, a private audition to obtain a chair at the Director’s prestigious orchestra. She had already failed two public auditions and knew it was her last chance to qualify.

Thinking about you while taking a bath (F/M)

I feel my muscles relax as I sink into the hot water of my bathtub. “Spring my ass…” I mutter, thinking about the freezing cold outside.

I inhale the sent of lavender oil and let myself sink deeper into the warmth. My cellphone playing just the right songs. I did put my phone on ‘Do not disturb’ wanting to enjoy my time of peace and quiet.

I close my eyes, my hair up in a high ponytail, letting my hand glide through the water. Yes, this is heavenly… I really don’t need much to be perfect content; taking a hot bath in peace, reading a good book on a rainy day while sitting under a soft blanket, the warm sip of a morning coffee with the first rays of sun on my face,… And, talking to you…

My mind starts to wander like it usually does. I smile and shake my head, I changed so much in a few months time. Saying and doing things I never even imagined before. I sink even deeper into the water. Typical me, I even blush when no one is around.

The story of how you’d get to fuck your best friend’s wife. #Cheating #Bet #Blowjob #Impreg

You contrived a plan. What would seem spontaneous was perhaps actually quite planned, or perhaps it all happened as you realized just what an opportunity you had in the moment.

Her husband, a good friend of yours had been away and hadn’t returned yet when you dropped by. You might just walk in as good friends do, calling out his name to annouce your arrival, only to be greeted by her and told he wasn’t home.

She herself is quite healthy and fit; a sexy thing! A cute Asian girl of five-foot-two, with big cartoon eyes, a small chest and a nice round bottom; a body to kill for and the envy of many friends. Not the type to flirt or give way easily, still she knew you as being a bit of a playboy and generally knew how to keep you in line.Her husband being away provided you the perfect opportunity. A series of games would have her at your mercy, and what little mercy you’d have.

You could think of it as slowly making her into your **toy**, being able to manipulate her and tell her what to do; her losing the ability to make choices over her own body., giving away her innocence **one bit at a time**, until she’s wagered her body for a bet; double or nothing.

Kavita’s Offer [Incest][M/S][SPH][SPE]

In her quiet household, Kavita Khatri was washing the dishes. It was late in the afternoon, and she was keeping herself busy for what was to come. She was doing her best to keep her mind busy, but her thoughts couldn’t help but continue to keep wandering to the promise she had made. She was feeling a mix of things, both nerve-wracking and exhilarating. Her breathing got heavy and her heart pumped as her thoughts began to wander further and further, her distractions no longer suppressing her restless mind. She eyed the clock. He should be home any minute now. She put her hand on her chest to feel her heart, almost beating out of her chest. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for what she had promised her son the night prior.

Arush was having problems at school, and Kavita could tell. His mood was consistently grumpy, or outright rude. She thought it was just his hormones, how growing boys acted when they were getting settled into their new bodies. However, Kavita could tell it was more than just the fluctuating emotions of a growth spurt, Arush was having real issues. One night, she knocked at his bedroom door to find him crying into his pillow. It was Kavita’s time to be a good mom. “Arush? Do you need to talk?”

ISO: Specific Types of Mind Control Stories

Hey I’m looking for a specific type of story and was wondering if anyone knew some good ones. I just stumbled upon a couple stories the other day (I’ll link them below) and can’t get them out of my head so am looking for more.
I’m looking for: Mind control stories where it’s woman PoV and they willingly submit to mind control and objectification.
Examples:
https://www.literotica.com/s/positive-reinforcement-learning
https://www.literotica.com/s/descent-ch-01-steps

Chapter 16. How a sweet Sorority girl with a PhD and kids got into the Lifestyle and ultimately became a Hotwife. Welcome to Miami.

My heart raced as we checked into the hotel.  The anticipation for the weekend ahead was almost overwhelming.   My husband and I had arrived early, so we had time to put our luggage in our room, freshen up, and come back downstairs for a cocktail in the lobby bar before dinner.  As we toasted our first drink, my mind began to wander.  Here we sat in such a beautiful city.  Lights.  Music.  Adventure.  Waiting for our friends, Jack and Annie, who would be joining us for the weekend.  We all had been texting since Cancun about our steamy adventure there, and were more than a little excited to make this trip happen.  This jaunt was certain to be extraordinary.

As we finished our drinks, we heard their voices behind us as they walked in through the lobby.  Annie and I hugged and exchanged pleasantries as the men said their hellos.  Then it was Jack’s turn for a greeting.  He embraced me in a hug that enveloped my body almost entirely.  I smelled his spicy cologne and felt a warm sensation between my legs as he commented on how nice I looked that evening.  We all chatted briefly before they checked in and agreed to regroup for dinner shortly.  As they went upstairs to change, my husband and I sat at the bar contemplating the evening ahead.  My panties were already dewy from my wetness as we spoke in low tones about what we would soon enjoy.

I’m the male half of an open marriage and I’d like to tell some true stories. PART 2.

This is kind of a therapy/kink thing for me, and I’m living sort of a secret life. I can’t talk to very many people about this stuff. My wife doesn’t like the gory details, even though we’re in an open marriage.

Names are changed to protect the slutty…

My first story was about meeting Kendra. This story is about my 2nd encounter with her. They were all kind of a blur, and took place within a couple months. I’d reach out to her every few weeks and we’d hook up. We both seemed to be in a good place and were into it.

She is a great woman, and we we could bounce stories and conversation off each other with ease. But at the end of the day, for me, it was all about the sex. She didn’t seem to have an issue with our arrangement, so we got together and mostly just fucked.

A Father’s Struggle 38 – Culprit Confirmation (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

This was the first time I had actually reviewed the new security system as it had recorded everything.

And I had no idea what the hell SF-04-02 or any of the other codes meant.

Still I clicked on the video that had been tagged last night in my room and was completely flabbergasted when I selected the video.

The video was **so** ***crystal clear*** that I couldn’t believe it.  And the angles?

**My God!**

All this money just showed me what I paid for and there were clear differences from my old system to this one.  It was like going from an old TV to 4k TV.

It was that clear.

And I had multiple angles to choose from.

I had started the video and watched as Abby and I were in my room while we watched the anime that **she** selected.

Yeah I know this.

Still I watched until it was clear that I fell asleep.

And I started lightly snoring.  

I had been sleeping for one episode before Abby stopped the show to look at me.

Step Sister Corruption Part 244 – Day 128 Mia’s Date Retold (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

I sat down on the couch as I held my phone excited that my *idea* was about to launch. I couldn’t wait to tell the girl’s the good news.

I had just returned from my parents after seeing something that I shouldn’t have…..still can’t believe I saw that.  

Has anyone created or invented a bleach for someone’s mind yet?  Asking for a friend.

When I got back the door to Kel’s room was still closed though I wanted to open the door but heard moaning and faint smacking sounds coming from Kel’s room as I put my ear against the door.

I smiled as I tried to imagine what *exactly* was going on in Kel’s room as I could only imagine what was going on behind the door.

All I knew is they were doing something naughty that I really *really* wanted to take part in but knew they were doing something for their adult profiles and shouldn’t be disturbed.

I sighed as I thought of all that they were giving up but maybe if I catch them before they upload whatever they were currently doing then we could direct their new video to our new site….as long as they aren’t live then we are kind of screwed.