We’re going out for dinner and we’re both dressed up for the occasion, you in a nice long dress and your knee high boots, and me in trousers and a button up shirt. Before we leave I come up behind you and grab you in a firm embrace and gently bite your neck. I whisper in your ear “I think you’ve been a bad girl”. You nod cautiously in agreement. I lift your dress up and slip my fingers into your g-string, gently flicking your clit while biting your neck. I slip my fingers between your pussy lips and slowly run my fingers back and forth until I can feel you moisten. I pull the remote vibrator out of my pocket and slip your underwear aside and rub the vibrator along your pussy lips and push it inside you. The vibrator curls around from inside you and rests firmly on your clit. “You need to leave that there” I say as I straighten your g-string and let your dress drop. You respond with a nervous nod and a quiet “Uh, huh”. We climb in the car and head to the restaurant. Me driving and you beside me with your hand on my leg. On the way I tease you once by turning the vibrator on briefly and I feel your hand claw my leg. I open the door to the restaurant for you and I smile watching you walk ahead of me knowing our secret. The restaurant is not overly busy but quite noisy as some large gatherings of people compete with the music being played in the building to have themselves heard. The young waitress seats us away from the crowds and takes our orders for drinks while we peruse the menu. Once she goes to get our drinks, I discreetly slide my hand in my pocket and turn the vibrator on a low setting. I watch you jump ever so slightly and wriggle gently as your hands grip the menu and you bite your bottom lip. A second later you quickly look around to see if anyone is watching and shoot me a glance as if to say to stop it. I don’t. The waitress returns with our drinks and you attempt to play it cool while the gentle vibration buzzes inside you and against your clit. The waitress asks if you are OK and you let out an unsure “yep”. She takes our meal orders and leaves. You look at me as I sip my drink and smile, my eyes looking you up and down, impressed at your composure. My thumb gently circles across the buttons on the remote in my pocket, as I consider what I might do next. I settle on a pulsating pattern and watch you inhale sharply as the more intense vibration pleasures you. I watch as you sip your drink and gently rock back and forth on your chair, all the while your eyes darting around the room to see if anyone is watching you. I adjust my pants as I can feel my cock harden watching you torn between enjoying the vibrations, and staying discreet. I watch as your face reddens slightly and you fan your face with your hand. The whole time you continue scanning the room for prying eyes while my gaze is set firmly on you. The waitress returns with our meals and I kill the vibrations, you pant softly as you grip the edge of the table with both hands, and the waitress asks again “are you sure you’re ok?” You nod quickly and the waitress casts a slightly confused look at me. I answer her with “she is just enjoying the atmosphere, aren’t you, love?” You nod again this time staring directly at me, still softly panting. The waitress again leaves and I allow you to eat your meal with merely a slight gentle buzz occasionally, just to keep you on your toes. After we have finished eating, the waitress returns to collect our plates, and asks if the meals were satisfactory, as you answer her I turn the vibrator on again and your answer of “yes they were delicious” comes out scattered. The waitress looks confused and leaves with our plates and I see you mouth at me “Fuck you” I lean forward and quietly say, “Oh, really?” I cycle the vibrator through the various settings and sit back and sip my drink as I watch you try and stifle moans and squirm in your seat, this time closing your eyes as you grip the table with both hands to steady yourself. I watch your breathing quicken in short sharp breaths as you involuntarily begin to climax, you occasionally look quickly around the room, but the only one paying any attention to you, is me. I can feel my hard cock straining against my trousers as you shudder to a silent climax and I leave the vibrator on just long enough for you to buck slightly before I kill the vibrations. You sit there panting with your eyes closed, still gripping the table. The waitress comes back and asks if we would like some desserts. I tell her that “we might have our desserts elsewhere” She looks slightly shocked and asked if we enjoyed our visit, and I say “oh yes, we had a fantastic visit, didn’t we love?” You respond by slowly nodding your head with a small cheeky smile and purring “yes, I think I’d like to cum again”.
Category: eroticliterature
The collar with the burgundy gemstone (F/M)
I hold my hair aside as you place the collar around my neck, a burgundy gemstone resting just beneath my throat.
A smile forms across my lips as I admire the piece of jewelry, that holds so much meaning, in the mirror.
I’m yours, you’ve claimed me. Body, soul, mind and heart.
You walk around to face me, tracing a finger from my lips across my neck to just underneath the gemstone. All I can do is look you in the eye while I hold my breath.
“Undress for me, slowly… And then lay down on the bed, legs spread wide apart.”
I unbutton my black dress slowly while you take a seat in the couch infront of me. Your eyes darting from my face to my hands and back, knowing all to well how uncomfortable that makes me.
But I know how much you like to watch, how it turns you on, even my shyness is intoxication to you.
I continue to undress, unhooking my lace bra and let it fall to the ground. I turn slowly as I hook my thumbs underneath the lacey fabric of my panties, bending over a bit while I take them off. I can hear a sharp inhale behind me.
Step Sister Corruption Part 239 – Day 128 The Breeder Pt 1 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
*Gabe*
Well I think it’s official the girls have decided to go through with having their own website.
The only reason I know that is that I’m staring at $40,000 dollars in cash no less and the girl’s each came by this morning to drop off their package. The only ones left to throw in were me and Kel.
I started the morning with no cash and whatever was in my bank account seriously contemplating just transferring $50,000 to dad just so we could start up the website because I knew the girls were interested but some of them lacked the funds to simply give me $5,000.
I mean I had the $50,000 sitting in my bank account and then some but I didn’t want to finance an idea that might not work and force the girls to do something they didn’t want to do.
It had to be *their* decision.
So imagine my surprise when I got texts from each and every girl was asking me where I lived so they could drop off the money.
Looks like they made their decision.
How I met my Eldritch wife [fiction] [monstergirl] [light tentacle play]
It was a warm summer day, the sun shone high in the sky, the birds chirped loudly in a jubilant chorus, and I hated it. I holed myself inside my gloomy apartment. I lived in a one-room studio apartment, I was sparse in my decorations, all I had was my bed, my closet, and my kitchenette.
I used to go to college, I wanted to become a history teacher once upon a time. At some point, I stopped going, around the same time I bought the book. Near where I live is an antique store with a rather large amount of old books. I only went there once but when I went I felt an almost magnetic pull to the book. It’s an old tome with yellowed pages. The cover is made of a deep crimson leather with black writing of a language I couldn’t read up until now.
I had spent months learning about the book and how to read its contents. Everything from shady message boards to buying strange things from the dark web. My efforts paid off, slowly but surely, I could decipher the text of the book.
The title was, direct.
Video Call. F/M
It was a quiet night and my boyfriend was traveling, he had never recorded me touching and fingering myself, he wrote me saying that he missed me and that he needed to be inside me, then he asked me for a video call for him, I thought about it for a while and finally I accepted. I began to touch myself slowly while he looked at the ca mera he asked me to go faster and I did it until I reached a squirt, I felt so excited that my legs trembled with pleasure.
I don’t have a boyfriend anymore, but every time I remember this story I get completely wet.
General Arthur’s Conquest – Chapter 6: Sir Clayton’s Tale [MF] [fantasy] [non-con] [creampie]
[[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t7xgir/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_1_princess/)] [[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ta86vf/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_2_the_generals/)] [[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tce6xs/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_3_princess/)] [[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tfiqn5/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_4_the_generals/)] [[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tikkao/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_5_trouble_at_the/)]
“For your brave contributions to the glorious Kingdom of Georia, I crown thee Sir Clayton, Knight of the Highest Order.” Olivia spoke with the best impression she could muster of her father’s voice as she re-enacted the scene of my knighting earlier in the day.
Olivia wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a deep passionate kiss. “Oh Clayton, do you think my father will approve of us being together now that you are a knight?” Olivia pondered.
A knight and a royal princess. What a perfect match, right? Well, that only happens in fairy tales. In real-life, in Georia at least, princesses are reserved for kings and princes and leaders of powerful foreign nations. They are traded for favours, married off for a truce.
“Maybe if you are no longer a virgin…” I suggested, only half in jest, as my hands wrapped around her ass.
“That’s all you think about.” She slapped my hands away as her face blushed red. “You got to wait for our wedding night. For now…” she trailed off as her hands reached for the waistband of my pants.
Edging Alexis – PART 2: Pushing Alexis to the limit and setting her a challenge
*If you haven’t already, you can read part one* [*here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tnxu97/edging_alexis_the_girl_of_my_dreams_tells_me/)*. Thanks for all your comments on that, and I hope you enjoy part 2!*
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When I woke up in the morning and rolled over to see Alexis laying there next to me, looking as perfect as ever, I couldn’t believe my luck. I also couldn’t quite believe that I’d spent months dreaming about making her cum, and then last night when she was begging me to make her cum I had said no.
But there was something so hot about denying her. I knew how much it turned her on, and seeing her so desperate and horny was such a turn on for me too.
I made her breakfast in the morning and we were stood in my kitchen. She was just wearing her bra and panties, and looked absolutely stunning in the morning sunlight. We spoke a little about our situation and what she wanted. She mentioned that she didn’t feel like she wanted another relationship so soon after a breakup, but she really wanted to continue exploring her denial kink.
“So you want to keep this fairly casual then?” I asked
Happy Accidents, pt. 2 [Gangbang][Age Gap][MMMMMF]
I wander out into the rest of the house in all my naked glory. Freshly fucked, still a little tender and a slight stumble to my step, but ready for _so much more_ after experiencing my first _mature_ cock. The thought of it sliding into me bare, without the protection of a condom I’ve always required still running in my mind, millions of sperm cells swimming inside me even after a light cleaning. Mixed juices drip down my legs with each step, my anticipation for more growing as I get closer to the noise in the living room.
Most of the other men are talking and laughing loudly, clearly having continued drinking during the absence of their friend. They were gathered around an table in the kitchen, drinking whiskey and beers, and eating pizza. I strutted over, one leg crossing the other to better accentuate my strong legs and wide hips. Silence fell when I came into view, the ten gathered all looking me up and down with wide eyes.
“_Hey boys_,” I said, trying my best to sound calm and sultry. “_Where are your friends_?”
Domestic CNC
[CNC] [Impact Play] [Ruined Orgasm] [Overstimulation] [Edging] [M4f] [Sadomasochism] [Anal] [Marking]
Good girls do as they’re told…
She’s such a pretty little thing, all done up like that. Her makeup is meticulously applied, and the black ribbon woven through her elegant braid is the perfect accent to her long, red hair. And especially when she wears that little white button-down, she looks so perfectly…
Corruptible…
She’s wearing that special skirt, too. And her fishnets. Her heels lay on the floor next to the couch, clearly taken off so she can safely balance on the cushions. Everything is too perfect. She’s almost like a flower. Sweet, beautiful… Even just seeing her is enough to fill you with a little joy and wonder that the world could create something so lovely.
And you want to tear that innocent flower to pieces. Leave her wrecked and ruined on the floor. And how breathtaking she would be, all disheveled. Her makeup smudged. Her braid a mess and her clothes ripped to shreds on her perfect body…
She’s too irresistible for you to wait another second.
Dinner is served. [MF]
You had a tough week, had been stressed due to your ex, and son. You had not really slept much all week. Tired, irritable, and sometimes even a tad bit mean. You realized this and decided you wanted to give me the attention I deserved. But when you got home, you smelled your favorite dish. Candles were lit, a bouquet of flowers awaited you in the entryway. A card, that read.
Diane,
I know your week was thrown off due to ill timed events. Go throw something comfortable on, and we can have dinner, relax, and reconnect.
You almost started to tear up, but that rather quickly turned into desire. You shed every piece of clothing you had on. Walked into the kitchen as my back was turned to you. You walked up behind me, careful to not scare me, but also, to let me know you are there. You wrap your arms around my waist and kiss my neck. You whisper “it smells great, are you almost finished?” I respond, “I’m done”, and before I can utter another word you say, “then put it on warm, i want to work up and appetite.”