Commissions Open! [F4A]

Hello cuties! So I’m once again reopening up for commissions. If you’re interested, send me a message with the general idea of what you are hoping for. The majority of my writing experience is in roleplay, both erotic and in DnD. So I have lots of experience collaborating with others to create stories tailored specifically for them! Obviously given my nerdy interests, Sci-Fy / Fantasy is my favorite theme to work in, but I’m very flexible if you have something in mind!

I’ll work with you every step of the way as I write your story, clarifying with you that it’s being written in the way that you want. For examples of my writing style I have a few very small snippets in some of my previous posts, and if you require more or less detail all you have to do is ask!

I have two hard limits, scatplay and muskplay. Beyond that, come to me with your kinks and I’ll see what I can do! Anyone is welcome! I hope to hear from you lovelies!

The Adventures of Frank and Karen. [Part 2] [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 Thanksgiving with my friends was as always a major party.
Friends I haven’t  seen in a year came out of hibernation. 
The food was laid or should I say heaped upon the sideboard.
Along with a very liberal helping of alcohol made for an evening of drunken merrymaking.

However much fun this evening had been that is not what I wish to tell you about. 
What is important to this chronicle is the phone call I received around 10:30 that evening. 
It was Karen calling.
“Frank, Hi it’s Karen I hope I’m not calling you to late, am I ?
I just couldn’t take the chance that you might leave tomorrow without me getting a chance to see you again.” She said.
“Karen, I’m going to be in town until Monday afternoon.
Is there any chance you will also be around until then?” I asked.
“Karen I’m glad you called I haven’t been able to think about anything else since last night.
Never have I met anyone as free and exciting.

Happy Valentine’s

“It’s a surprise” Josh led Ruth into the living room with his hands over her eyes. “Turn” he positioned her in preparation, “you ready?” he kissed her bare neck softly.

“Yes of course I am” she said impatiently.

With a big grin on his face he moved as far around the side as he could without uncovering her eyes; just enough to be able to enjoy her reaction. With a glance across the room he took his hands away and stepped back.

Ruth opened her eyes and instantly saw the naked girl kneeling on the rug in the middle of their living room. Her eyes drifted down the girl’s body; dark hair straight down past her tanned shoulders; eyes blindfolded with a silk scarf; a soft, black ribbon choker around her neck. Her petite, perky nipples were accentuated by a pair of clamps and she had her palms open upwards on her spread knees.

Ruth’s heart rate increased with excitement, unable to tear her gaze away from the delightful treat in front of her. “I…” she started softly.

[Part 20] Lisa Galaxia – Blunders and Bastards (nudity, voyeur, sci-fi, choose your own adventure)

[Lisa Galaxia Story Hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/Butterflies-n-cream/comments/qp1l5y/lisa_galaxia_story_hub_a_scifi_choose_your_own/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) – For a plot summary and links to previous chapters!

Last time Lisa, Anity, and Rachel were forced to work alongside a Black Claw pirate crew in order to defeat a giant plant creature as part of an ancient coming of age ceremony. While nearly being swallowed by the plant Lisa managed to drop two bombs down it’s throat disabling it. Later while recovering back in the temple the pirate crew turned their weapons on the unarmed women and threatened to take them captive.

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Lisa stared down the barrels of the three pistols pointed at her. Their own weapons were nowhere within reach, so her mind started racing through other options.

“Let’s go, you’re coming with us.” Tom demanded again. With his captain gone, he seemed to be anointing himself the de-facto leader now.

“No, I don’t think so.” Lisa replied bluntly.

Rachel’s mouth dropped open in surprise at Lisa’s boldness, and even Tom seemed at a loss for a moment. “Ex…excuse me?” he finally stuttered. Do you want to repeat that?”

The Voice [BDSM] [MDOM]

You had just had coffee with an old friend. She had been out of town for a few months, so you were reconnecting, listening to her stories and updating her on yours. It was nice to meet her, it really was. But still, you couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy at listening to her crazy stories. Not that you’d actually do any of that stuff, I mean, it’s crazy. But still, it would be nice to be a little bit more adventurous, wouldn’t it?

It was getting late, and it was a Saturday night. Across the street a group of teens were laughing, or possibly fighting. It was hard to tell. No, you didn’t want to be crazy. Your phone rang, and you answered right away, thankful for the distraction.

“Hello,” a male voice on the other end said. “I admire you. I just wanted you to know this”

“What?” You said. “Who is this?”

“It’s not important,” the voice said. “You have the most beautiful eyes I have seen, And when you’re thinking intensely, narrowing your eyes a bit, yes, exactly like that. It’s so incredibly beautiful”

“What?” You said again.

I want to EAT you!

No, I mean, really eat you

I want to put my mouth on your cunt with a hunger that can never be satisfied.

As if you were my last meal.

As if your cum was the sweetest nectar I’d ever tasted.

But first, I want start slowly. I want my fingers dance up your thighs. I want to kiss my way to that delicious little crease where your thigh meets cunt and leave you quivering at the mere thought of those kisses on your pussy. I brush my fingers across your cunt as if it doesn’t even exist, because I know it is aching for my touch. I laugh at the way you arch your back and try in vain to get what you want, my firm hand is pushing you back down in place.

I want you to beg for it, and only when I am satisfied that you have really begged for it, you will feel my tongue gently make circles around your clit. I want to hear you moan as I taste the river that I have set flowing freely. I want to softly suck your clit and feel you tremble underneath me because I know it drives you wiiiiiild. I want to flutter across that magic little spot, my tongue flicking in strokes that build in intensity until you floating between desperation and ecstasy.

Daughter home from University Part 1 [taboo]

Sometimes, it is good for the soul to spoil yourself, especially if you have worked hard all your life.
My wife, Fiona and I have high powered jobs and the associated big pay packets. We have put our only daughter through school and she is now studying interstate at the country’s leading university.
We live away from the coast and our Summers are long and hot. In reality a swimming pool is more a necessity than a luxury, so it was an easy decision to put in a pool and make the most of Summer life.
We found the builder and the contract was drawn up and perfectly, the pool was installed and ready to go as the weather was warming up. Our backyard is very private and the wife and I saw no reason to wear swimming costumes in the pool. After all there was just the two of us living at home. Every day we had a swim after work, drinking beers and white wine, all the while getting that all over tan.
Life was good.
Along with the rest of the world, Covid-19 had upset our family life. Interstate borders were closed and we had not seen our daughter Nicole, except by Skype for nearly 12 months. It was very hard on all of us. Nicole was our only child and we missed her dearly. But covid case numbers were dropping and a glimmer of hope arose that border restrictions would be eased and so it happened. The university year had ended and Nicole was free to come home for a few weeks. We were delighted. The flight was booked and Nicole would be arriving Friday.
We met her at the airport and I didn’t want the hug to end. Poor Nicole was squashed between her mother and myself and I’m sure she was struggling for breath. We grabbed her bags and carried them to the car and set off on the 2 hour trip to home.
It was late when we arrived. We were all starving and we didn’t feel like cooking so we grabbed a meal at the local club. We didn’t stay long after the meal as we were all exhausted so it was home and bedtime for us all.
Saturday morning heralded in a forecast for a hot dry day. Nicole had a bit of a sleep in and there was no way we were going to wake her early. Fiona and I took the opportunity to have a bit of a lie in ourselves and lay in bed until we heard Nicole stirring.
We made our way down to the kitchen to get breakfast underway. I just slipped on a pair of loose shorts and Fiona threw on a long t shirt. It was our custom not to bother with underwear as there was no need when there was just the two of us at home. We could hear Nicole coming down the stairs and soon she appeared. She must have felt the change in temperature to what she was used to down south at university. She had on a singlet top and boy shorts. She didn’t bother with a bra and I was glad that she could be as comfortable as she liked around us.
Breakfast was light, just toast and juice, which is best for the hot weather.
“So”, Nicole piped up, “How are you enjoying your new swimming pool, I bet you are getting plenty of use out of it.”
“We sure are,”I replied, “we swim every day in fact its that hot we are going for a dip after breakfast.”
“Perfect” Nicole replied, “Count me in.”
Fiona and I had decided that we were not going to change our habit of swimming in the nude. It had become a passion with us. The thought of wearing a costume in the pool was unthinkable. We worried how Nicole would take the news. But our attitude was, our house our rules and we hoped that Nicole would understand. She was not a child, she was 20 years old now so we hoped that she was mature enough to cope with a bit of nudity.
“Nicole, we have something to tell you. Since we got the pool, your mother and I have decided that it just makes sense not to worry about wearing swimming costumes in the pool, so we swim naked.”I managed to splutter out.
Nicole’s jaw dropped and the colour drained from her face. She sat silently and I worried that she was going to run from the room in embarrassment.

Ladies Pleasure Instructions [F] [Solo]

Lock those doors and turn on some music (optional)

Tie your hair in a bun cause we’re about to get moving,

Get topless

If you’re feeling uncomfortable to get topless, then remove your bra underneath your clothing,

Grope your breasts and massage it,

Give your breasts a good shake,

Run the tip of a finger around your nipples 👉 (.) but not on your nipple for 4 rounds in a circling motion 🌀 ,

Grope your breasts and give them a good squeeze while you Put your nipples between two ✌ fingers and squeeze them,

(think of it as lips sucking on your nipples)

Bet your nipples are hard and erect by now…

Hitch your dress / shirt up / slide your shorts / pants down ,

Keep your panties/thong /g string on (referred to as panties hereafter ) ,

You must have only one item of clothing covering your crotch,

Spread your legs wide and identify a potential comfortable humping item or vibrator (referred to as cock hereafter) ,

[M/F] morning person

I am not really in the mood for foreplay……..I am not a morning person.

Pre-empting my studious caressing, you flip me over and get on top of me. The eyes again. One look and I believe I am more predisposed to being nicer in the morning now. I melt as you smile. I can feel your erection pressing against my closed thighs. It’s full of promise and I giggle without knowing why. You lean in to kiss me and I eagerly try to reach up and meet you half way.

I live the way you suck on my lower lip, I love the way you don’t try to tongue choke me! It’s awesome. You kiss me slowly and I am getting impatient. My tits are so swelling in want that it’s almost painful. I’m wriggling around, hoping you’ll stop being a typical man and multi task. I hear you chuckling through the kiss. You know I am impatient, you like to torture me with drawn out foreplay. It makes for interesting power play before sex.

Daydream in a coffee shop…

She was thick, beautifully so, and her cinnamon skin lit him up and pushed him, called him to find something in her. He knelt behind her, hands on her thighs, head buried in her backside, tongue searching out whatever it might find that could make her feel alive, make her respond. He alternated, licking her ass and sex, and she wetted his mouth and tongue. The fluid was viscous, and when he pulled his tongue away from her sex, a strain followed his mouth. He dove back in harder than before, sucking, lapping at her, and a moan escaped her and she ground harder into his two day growth of whiskers. She cupped her breasts, pulling on her erect nipples, rolling them, head thrown back, as he pleasured her. He entered her with two fingers and she whimpered, setting her feet, stabilizing herself to fuck his fingers hard. Water cascaded down her breasts and she threw her hips into his hand and he pumped hard, flicking her clit in rhythm. She braced against the shower walls, fucking his fingers, orgasm building, coming from some place deep, as if far away, and then suddenly immediate, a growing, urgent thing. Her sex was creaming his fingers, a series of moans and grunts launched into the air, fingers deep and his tongue a never ending sensation against her clit, which was on fire, and she lived in that moment to be fucked, to have his body, his c ck or any cock at that moment, douse the fire raging inside her…