I’m looking for someone, or more than one person, who wants to write scripts for me to record on audio. In exchange I’d be happy to give you the copy! I am looking to hone in on my skills with my hypnotherapy. Obviously this is a free exchange both ways.
Category: eroticliterature
[F/M] [Cuckolding] The Bargain – Chapter 1
(Hailey)
In hindsight, we should have known it was a bad idea. It’s almost laughable now to think this was going to end any other way. On the other hand, I guess it made sense at the time. My boyfriend and I were short on cash, so offering Damon a blowjob for a sack of weed didn’t seem like a terrible idea. After all, my boyfriend knew I had blown guys before, so one more wouldn’t really matter. Right?
I stopped by Damon’s after work, and he had no idea what I was about to propose. I thought that would be for the best, considering I almost backed out. I thought I could just use the tips I made at my waitress job to pay for the weed instead, but my shift was dead, and the little bit of money I did make wasn’t cash. So, it was back to plan A.
Damon opened the door to his apartment and looked me up and down. He usually did this anyway, whether my boyfriend was with me or not. I could tell it made my boyfriend Travis a little uncomfortable, but he never said anything about it. Of course, considering what was about to happen, a slight glance was the least of Travis’ worries.
Michael & Kayla – Part 3 [MF] [Fiction]
**[PART 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/thjpr0/michael_kayla_mf_fiction/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)**
**[PART 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tj2zzf/michael_kayla_part_2_mf_fiction/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)**
Kayla smiled widely.
“You like *me*?”
Michael quickly retreated. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”
There was no way she was going to let this moment fizzle away. She made sure to keep him exactly where he was in his thoughts.
“No, I’m glad you said it. Why haven’t you told me before? We’ve hung out so many times.”
“I guess I was just…nervous,” said Michael, rubbing the back of his neck making sure to avoid eye contact with Kayla. He went back and sat down at the desk and aimlessly pulled a book back in front of him.
Kayla knew he wasn’t reading anything; he was much too anxious by the look on his face. It was incredibly cute to her. The twing in her gut only intensified and she knew it was time to chase down the feeling.
“Were you just waiting for me to make the first move?” she asked.
“I guess.” He still wasn’t looking her way even as she stood up and walked to the wall behind him.
“You know, traditionally, it’s the guy who’s supposed to.”
Romantic Roulette Part 4 (MF Domination, Mind Games, Breeding, Romance, Final)
Chapter 4 marks the end of the story for Romantic Roulette, at least for now. I really enjoyed writing this story, and hope to write more exploring similar kinks in the future. Feedback is welcome. If you would like to support my writing you can read the edited and improved version of the story here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1138539
The last few weeks had been some of the best and the worst of her whole life, Jennifer reflected as she walked through the grocery store lost in thought. Her days were still the same as they’d always been. She went to class and wrote papers on obscure legal cases. She debated points with her classmates that were mostly on topic and crammed for the midterms that were coming up. Looking at her, you wouldn’t think that anything in her life had changed dramatically. The only person that probably had a clue was her roommate honestly; before Dan she’d spent half her nights in other guys beds, but now she was almost never home. That was okay though, because her owner had told her that when her lease ran out next month she was moving in with him.
Tammi and The Bully – Part 2 [MF]
The second part of this series. Another slow burner, but I’m enjoying the build up. I have an idea as to where this story goes, but I’d love to hear if you want to read more about Tammi. Let me know what you think!
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Tammi woke up to the sound of something stirring downstairs. Footsteps, the shuffling of fabric and the sound of a belt buckle, she thought? She sat up in bed and raised her hands above her head, stretching the sleep out and tried to focus her eyes. Suddenly, a feeling of confusion washed over her.
“What the hell?” she mumbled to herself as she rubbed her eyes, trying to understand what was going on. Her surroundings were different than how she remembered before she went to bed, yet somehow they seemed familiar to her. Then it finally clicked for her.
Checkmate [F4F] [WHOLESOME] [STRAPON]
I did not want this. At least in the beginning. I swear not. This was the third time she asked me. ‘If you wanna just play, without all the… other stuff, I’m in’ I had told her the second time. We met when we were kids in a chess club and were fierce competitors. I just, stopped playing the game in a few years but she continued- winning tournaments and all. We remained friends though, and to be honest, I always had a little sapphic crush on her. How could I not! It was perfect, the way she would tower above me when we walked side by side but bent over a little bit, her hand with those soft long fingers on my shoulders, her black, plaited hair brushing me as she flew a little with every step. Her breasts, her waist, her ankles- I don’t want to objectify her- but she was SUCH A BEAUTIFUL person. I wanted her and now her proposition seemed so goddamn tempting. A game of chess and whoever wins gets to fuck the other with the strap on I got for secret Santa last Christmas. I shouldn’t have told her about it. This might see like it comes from no where but that’s how she is. Impulsive. Wicked.
It’s just one date, part 3. [MF] [Misogyny] [Humiliation]
I saw his hand reach across the table and pull his phone back.
“Hey, do you want to see something funny?”
I didn’t respond, I couldn’t. I was still screaming at myself to leave.
“Here we go…” he slides the phone back in front of me and I can see it’s open to one of his conversations.
> **Amber:** Please, you’ll be doing me a huge favor and she’s beyond desperate I promise
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> **James:** I mean, that picture you sent was not flattering. Was that from a while ago at least?
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> **Amber:** I thought you liked girls with no self esteem?
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> **James:** They’re entertaining, but I don’t know if I want to have dinner with them…
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> **Amber:** PLEASE!! I need her on my good side. Look, she’ll probably fucking blow you in the bathroom if you get a few drinks in her. It’s just one night!
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> **James:** Fine, I’m ditching her with the bill if she’s boring though. That’s on you.
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> **Amber:** Thank you thank you thank you!!!
Waste/Want 3 [monster] [incubus] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [no sex in this chapter] [ongoing story] [story chapter] [M/F] [goodbyes] [coming to terms with trauma]
If you want to see the previous chapters of this story, find them [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/tjf6hm/current_writing_links/)
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He was true to his word. While Sora was finishing her breakfast, Waste – she dithered between thinking of him as Want or Waste – left her alone with her thoughts. Set, though she was, on her course of action, bands of anxiety squeezed her chest. This was a long shot. Redemption and return were possible, but only if she were dishonest about what had happened to her.
Even alone, she cringed.
No. *What she had done*. Agonised, she could not allow the betrayal of lying to herself but nor could she bare the shame of the truth. She had gone back to the incubus, had laid before him. If she could not make herself believe the lie then the crushing pressure of keeping it would eventually collapse in on itself, forcing her to admit to someone, anyone, that it had been her decision, her weakness. And if she were to tell the truth, the likelihood that she would ever be fully reintegrated into the society that had rejected her was slim to none. So she must lie. But if she lied…
m/F: An Encounter with my lithe, slim step-daughter. (Part 3)
She stood before me, her legs slightly parted, her black pvc trousers pulled down to the top of her thigh high boots. As she wrapped her belt around her hand to give her a firmer grip, I sensed it tighten around my neck as she drew me in towards her crotch, her shiny g-string at mouth level. She parted her legs further, her stiletto heels now either side of my thighs as I knelt before her.
She bent towards me slightly, smiling. ‘Make me shine with your tongue, lick my g-string until I am totally satisfied with your performance.’ With that she straightened up and arched her back slightly, forcing her pelvis forward making herself accessible for me. At the same time, she pulled again on my makeshift leash. I intuitively tried to pull back, knowing this to be wrong. I placed a hand on each of her hips in order to try and keep a distance from her and as I did so, I felt her flesh tighten as though by a reflex action.
(M)y best (F)riend in my dreams
I woke up gasping for breath, taking almost a full minute to remember I’m in bed alone. That dream was so real I have to look around and make sure you aren’t actually there after all.
For almost two years now I’ve dreamt about you at least a couple nights a week. Not usually anything dirty, mostly your shining smile, your gorgeous olive green eyes, and your silky blonde hair. I can smell your sweet, intoxicating scent and hear your silly laugh at my stupid jokes.
Tonight was different though, I don’t know what got into me, but my normal image of my sensitive and loving friend took such a dirty turn.
After I fell asleep, I saw us out at breakfast, getting some drinks and catching up. In the dream, all I could focus on was your lips and found the urge to pull you in to a kiss like I always have in real life. I snapped to attention when you called my name the third time and asked if I was okay. I said I was and that I missed you and forgot how much I enjoy being anywhere near me. Any second around you is constant and pure joy. We decided we shouldn’t drive anywhere since the mimosas gave us a good buzz and decided to take a walk through the nearby park.