Eyes On You – Part 3 (F/M)

We tumble into the room, you close behind me, your hands holding onto my waist. I turn to kiss you, but you take me by surprise, forcefully pushing me towards the mirror. I gasp out loud, placing my hands out flat on the mirror to steady myself.

I breathe out deeply as you quickly lift my dress up and slip your hands into my knickers, slowly tracing a finger up and down my lips and clit. I feel your warm breath against my ear as you whisper from behind me, “Fuck, You’re wet already. You’ve been thinking about this for a long time, haven’t you?” I nod needily, unable to speak through my rapid breathing as you continue to stroke me gently. “You’ve been dreaming about me touching you. Like this.” I cry out as you slip a finger inside me and slowly push it in deeper. I watch my own breath steam up in the mirror rhythmically on and off, my breath becoming more rapid with each stroke of your finger. You slip your finger out and back onto my clit, rubbing in circular motions, whilst relentlessly kissing the back of my neck once more. The sensation of my clit and neck being stimulated at the same time is almost too much and I squirm in pleasure.

Your first blowjob

We’ve been friends since we were twelve, seven almost eight years now. Going through middle and high school together, there’s nothing off the table when it comes to our conversation. I know everything you’ve done with another women and you know I’d run circles around you in terms of sexual experience. Us hooking up would your first time really doing anything more than making out, really getting to touch, skin to skin. Which is exactly why I’m so turned on by the thought of us together. I don’t think you’d be able to handle all of me. You’d cream your pants just making out with me but, I’d lick you clean just make you cum again.

We’d probably start out with an open conversation that rabbit holes into a sex confessional and the realization we’re willing companions for each other. I don’t enjoy backseats but, I’ve sat in your car many times. There will be enough room if we flatten it out, I can see you scramble to get them down the moment I finish saying that. We’d climb in and unlike the usual nervous face mash from strangers, we’d probably orient ourselves first. Getting used to our bodies so close to each other, I’d run my fingers over your arm and I imagine yours firmly planted above my hips. I’d move closer to you, my leg over yours before I kiss the edge of your mouth with the goal to trail more kisses to your neck.

The intern [FM]

I manage an office for a larger corporation. I train interns straight out of University to move on up and out to bigger things. I have fun with it because I really don’t need to work. My husband makes plenty of money. Unfortunately, to make that money, he travels….all the time. He knows it’s not fair for me to be alone all the time. A girl’s got needs too! So, he “allows” me to play around. His one rule is, no fucking. Unless, he is there with me, which has happened a few times with friends. But those are other stories.

Watching It Snow

[F4M] [Mutual masterbation] [soft core] [touching myself]

Pressing my cheek up against the window, I could feel the chill of the early winter morning through the glass. The sky was getting lighter but the world was still and asleep; covered in a fresh blanket of snow. I like the view from your bedroom window in the morning… this was the first time I’d stayed over night and felt a little thrill as I glanced over to the outline of your sleeping body, so warm under the blankets of your bed.

I tip-toe across the cold wooden floor to the foot of your bed, careful not to wake you, and poke my head under the blankets at your feet. My hands running up the length of your legs… and you roll onto your back, sighing. Through the darkness under the covers, my mouth finds your cock and I start to run my tongue around the base of your shaft… circling around & around with my tongue – feeling you get hard. I run my lips along the sides of your shaft – up and over your head and down the other side. Soooo slooooow… I like feeling you get harder and harder beneath my lips & I feel myself getting wetter with each kiss and lick. Finally I wrap my lips around the head of your cock and let my mouth take you allll the way in until I feel you hit the back of my throat. I love the feel of you filling up my mouth. Your hands reach down to the back of my head and you press even deeper into me, making me gag… making it hard to breathe under all the blankets… my mouth completely filled by you.

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 01

Chapter 1: Burning down the House

“Quick! In here!” They ran into the house and shut the front door. “Shhhh!” The man said, pressing a dirty finger against his bearded lips.

The woman with greasy hair and sharp eyes nodded and faced the dark interior of the house with held breath. The seconds passed like slow torture in the tense silence. The man kept an ear pressed to the door as the woman’s eyes adjusted to the dim light of the sun set. The house was messy and stank of mold. Like most houses left standing, this one was decaying and falling apart. Still, it was better than being out in the open.

After a few minutes, they heard the sound of shuffling footsteps and wispy voices. The man felt sweat sting his eyes but did not move to wipe his face. The woman steadied herself in a low squat, hoping to avoid windows or sunlight beams. The whimpered words from those outside became clearer as the group moved closer to the decrepit house.

“…so hungry…need food…need to eat…so hungry…please…so hungry…” all the voices in the shuffling mob joined together in a moaning dirge. The sheer number of them sent a chill down the man’s spine.

Essay by my online sub!!

Nineteen. The age at which my life changed forever. The time when “my baby bitch” and “my rapemeat” became the most endearing terms I could ever and would ever hear in my life. It’s the age that I gave my body and soul to a man I had never met but always felt was missing in my life, Daddy. That time, 8 years ago, I found out who I really am.

A typical day at the office, I was doing some paperwork and secretly chatting on random sites on my phone to find a bit of excitement. That’s when I found him. Our conversation was filled with dark and fiery desire the moment we began to speak. We spoke of our fantasies, and he told me of the things he wanted to do to me, things I had never seriously wanted to do until that point. He wanted to piss on me, he wanted to stretch my asshole raw, he wanted to use me as his fuckdoll in ways that I had never known I always wanted to experience. I was drawn in immediately, I couldn’t look away. We moved onto Skype so that we could speak more comfortably and from that point on, I changed into a woman that lived for him.

How to lose a dorm roommate … sleep with their family member and get walked in on [FM]

I went through a lot of roommates when I lived in the dorms. I was pretty unlucky when it came to finding someone that I got along with and that did not drive me crazy or vice versa. One roommate lasted only a few weeks before a little misunderstanding.

Her name was Liz and she had invited her “favorite” cousin to come stay with us for a weekend. She talked for a week about how cool her cousin was and how much fun they had. Their name was Alex and naturally I assumed it was a girl. When I got back from class on a Thursday afternoon however, I was surprised to find a very good looking guy standing in my dorm room.

“Hey, uh, are you doing maintenance or something?”

“Or something,” he told me.

“Oh good you’re back!” my roommate said as she pushed past me from the hallway. She stood next to her cousin, not a maintenance worker, and introduced us. I wondered why she didn’t clarify that her cousin was a guy. Luckily, we were allowed to have overnight visitors in the dorms, so it was not like we would get in trouble.

General Arthur’s Conquest – Chapter 2: The General’s Dilemma [MF]

[[Read Chapter 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t7xgir/general_arthurs_conquest_chapter_1_princess/)]

Disclaimer: Names, characters, locations, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal age. The story contains heavy elements of non-con and dub-con.

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Olivia spun around as she heard the doors to her bed chamber open. “What are you doing in my room?”

“This is my room now, princess”, I reminded her. “You can stay, or you can go. I’m not going to stop you. But I can’t guarantee that my soldiers will not mistake you for one of your handmaidens should you leave this room.”

“You bastard!” she cursed and raised her hand at me, but I caught her wrist before she could land another slap to my cheeks.

“Well, that’s not very princess like of you.” I teased, feeling her soft supple skin in my hand for the first time.

She pulled her hand back and stomped away to sit on the far corner of the bed, facing away from me. I stood where I was, admiring the view of her breasts bouncing under her gown with each step she took.

Emily Wants to Feel Dirty (NSFW) (MF) (CHEATING) (PUPLIC) (CREAMPIE)

// This is a story legth commission for a redditor that I have just delivered (6200 words). Great client to work with, gave a decent outline to follow and has already started the process for a sequel! Hope you enjoy!

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Sitting in a booth, alone, at a club… this wasn’t how my night was supposed to go. 

“Anna why, for fucks sake did I believe you this time?” I whisper to myself as slowly swill my vodka lemonade. 

The muffled music from outside the lounge bar has begun to grate on me as I stew.  The events of the last few hours lazily drifting through my mind.

“Double date clubbing! Yea fucking right.” I thought to myself. 

Looking back I couldn’t believe I had trusted that it would be different this time. Anna promising she wouldn’t get worked up on the dance floor and Stephan promising he would stop her if she did.

“Fucking swingers” I sigh as I allow a smile to creep across my face.

She and Stephan have an open relationship. Which in translation meant going clubbing, having Anna grind against a random guy’s crotch for an hour while stephan rubbed his cock conspicuously through his pants until finally they all jumped into a taxi home to finish the job.