Category: sexystories

Proper Respect [FM] [MDom] [bondage]

Mild domination: the carrot is mightier than the stick.

Though it's the measured look in his eyes that always makes me tremble, even just the smell of him gets me hot. That's never more true than when he leans over me like this, his teeth nibbling on my neck and his cock twitching deep within my slit. I'm already gasping from the two orgasms that tumbled so quickly after the other they were nearly simultaneous. His hands move away from my breasts to caress down my thighs, encased in long socks by special request. His strokes become long and languorous: enough to keep me moaning, but not enough to build me to the next precipice.

My legs tighten around his waist. I know I can't persuade him to change his mind but I try anyway. My voice takes on a sweetly pleading tone. "More. Please, more."

With a handsome smirk, he pulls his cock back until only the head remains lightly rocking at the very opening of my pussy. Teasing me. "Only if you ask with proper respect." The light, even whisper didn't need volume for me to recognize the demand behind the words. Read more »

I Seduced My High School English Teacher.It Was Totally Worth It [fM]

“Blood, sex, and death.” Those were the three things Mr. Fitzpatrick taught us were part of every gothic horror novel. He was the high school english teacher I hopelessly crushed on, and I couldn’t help but notice that his eyes lingered on me when he said the second word. Sex.

I was a senior then, about to graduate. Glued to my seat even in the late, late spring when my classmates were terminally zoned out, focused on graduation, the summer ahead of them, college. But I still had unfinished business here, and today he was wearing a black tie over a light blue button-up and jeans that were just snug enough to drive my imagination wild. When he perched on the edge of his desk reading from The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, I let my eyes wander up and down his body, imaging a new use for each part.

He was the new cute teacher this year, the one the girls whispered about between classes. Mr. Fitzpatrick is looking good today. I’d tried to pretend I wasn’t one of them before, it’s not interesting to have the same crush as everyone else. But his charm was undeniable, who else could make the classics so sexy? Every day when he taught his inflection would bounce up and down with passion as he taught us about Bram Stoker and Shirley Jackson. Read more »

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 2 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

“We got the rest of the night to ourselves,” Kristie said as she and Arthur walked out the pub’s door.

“Are you sure it’s okay with Hailey and Glenda?” Arthur asked, watching Glenda lock up the pub.

“Relax. Glenda offered,” Kristie said. “She gave us her blessing.”

“Blessing?” Arthur said incredulously. “She’s gone out of her way to keep us apart for the last three days.”

“It was just a test to see if we can still work together; and we passed.”

Arthur smirked and took a deep breath through his nose. “Nearly failed half a dozen times. I can’t keep my eyes and my mind off you.” Read more »

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 1 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

Arthur was more nervous than ever. With Hailey gone, he was now alone with Kristie, in a dark room, on a couch.

During the movie, Kristie had progressively made herself more comfortable, going so far as to rest her head on his lap. She had asked him if it was okay, and he had of course said yes, but all the Red Stag and beer he had drank was doing nothing to calm his nerves. He had been sporting a semi since the second she had first laid her head on his lap. Read more »

Claiming His Prey [fantasy][impreg][werewolf m/f]

(This was written at request by another user.)

Claiming his Prey

The moon hung full and bright against a starless sky.

He stalked through the forest on light feet, gliding through the wood in a big grey blur. Man-scent hung heavy in the air, a smell too strong for his nose to ignore. How long he had been in these woods, he could not say. Too long, he thought. Too long without a pack or a mate.

He leapt into the tall evergreens, scanning the forest. His night-sight was as sharp as ever; he observed every living, breathing thing with a far-seeing eye. Creatures of all kinds roamed about his domain. Deer, rabbits, foxes, his four-legged brethren. Yet the human escaped his gaze.

The scent remained in his nostrils, the scent of sweat and fear and…perfume? He leapt down from his branch, kicking up leaves and dirt as he bounded further into the wood. The scent carried far, growing bolder as he grew closer to the source. He tasted it now, the man-scent. Sharp and acrid, salty and sweet all at once. His mouth watered, his hunger stirred. She was close. Read more »

FORLEALELA Chapters 3.5-4 [mF] [Fsub] [blkmail] [huml] [inc] [reluc] [exh]

Chapter 3.5: Outside

Even with such a lovely woman by his side, Rick was still self-conscious about himself on all aspects primarily because of his father. He looked at himself in the mirror wondering if he was ever going to be good enough. His mom an obvious babe and his father not a bad looking mad either, he wondered where the bad genes came from. He looked at himself in the mirror noticing the terrible acne plagued across his face. The triple chin of fat that made people wonder if he even had a neck. He had skin tags all over his body. Constantly greasy thin hair; he had started balding when he was just a boy. He was at least tall, but being obese didn’t really make that an attractive feature. It just scared away people even more. He had bleeding red stretch marks on his man boobs, arms, love handles, legs, calves, almost anywhere you could imagine. Rick was the definition of hideous.

At least the training was going well with his mother. He decided to treat her and take her out on a date. She had been practicing the makeup ever since she had gotten it done the first time. By now, it was identical to how the girl from the mall did it. Read more »

FORLEALELA Chapters 1-3 [mF] [Fsub] [blkmail] [huml] [inc] [reluc] [exh]

Chapter 1

Rick, a high school dropout-shut in living with his parents. His father, James, disowned him as a son, and only provides shelter out of pity. He ignores his existence and does not talk to the boy. His mother, Vanessa, checked out mentally years ago, and is more of a robot going through her daily routines. She does not despise her son but babies him instead. She is the only reason Rick was allowed to stay in the house. The relationship between husband and wife is more of a social obligation than any actual intimacy between the two persons. James regularly cheats on his wife with his secretary. Vanessa knows about his affair, but does not see a reason to bring it up. She’s indifferent about her situation. As mentioned before, she’s long since been gone. Read more »

In the library [MF] [oral]

We're sitting alone across from each other at the library at a table nestled among the shelves. I glance up and catch you looking at me hungrily. I grin and put down my book, knocking my pencil off the table. I get out of my chair and start "searching" around for it under the table. Once i'm safely under the tablecloth i crawl over to your shapely legs, and tracing them back up i find that you're not wearing any panties. I smile as you shift forward in your chair expectantly, your moist lips just inches from mine. I feel you jerk as i begin to lick you up and down. I cover your pussy with my mouth, my tongue pushing in and out, in and out. You try to push away as you struggle to keep your composure, Your hand shaking too much to read your book, but i won't take no for an answer. I wrap my arms around your waist and press my mouth against you harder, switching to your clit as punishment for your hesitancy. On the top of the table you've given up all hope of appearing normal and are gripping the outside edges of the table, your face pressed into it's surface. You pray that a librarian won't stumble upon us as you cum, a short, muffled cry issuing from your lips as a warm, sweet liquid issues from your other ones, and i lap it up, leaving your dress spotless as you shake beneath my touch.

M4F Workout Partner [Cheat]

Howdy, I was tired of looking at the "new" and downright dark posts on other subs, so I've gone on a bit a quest to track down a lady who may enjoy a bit of a calendar-spanning rp where we create our own way through our own made up world.
I'm sure you're probably going to breeze through this, but should you find yourself in an un enjoyable rut, or if the prompt tickles your fancy one day, I'd be appreciative of someone who could collaborate for some mutual satisfaction.
Cheers!
I was hoping to find the mystery lady from the box (gym) I'm a part of. It seems like we're always among the last to leave after we've finished and everyone is done mulling around. I see your wedding ring, and figure there's no chance; but lately, I've been noticing you, noticing me.
We've shared so many ups and downs, overcame so many barriers already and we both enjoy doing what we though was impossible. If we had no interest in breaking boundaries, neither of us would be here. As we push out our sets, or gulp for air after AMRAP (as many reps as possible) we always laugh with each other; Or are we just laughing all together and I'm the only one who feels this? Everyday, I watch you walk out of here; Everyday I wish you'd look back…
Looking for: a fit lady, one who is truly dedicated to her body mind and health, to be my long term partner. I appreciate literacy, and a bit of wit, to keep us both involved with the story.
Description 25 M, 5'11, 213lbs, brown hair, green eyes, dark beard and tattooed.
Kinks: Legs, taut/tight features, workoutfits, ponytails, glasses, sex in public places, sex with clothes on, sex with chance of being caught.
No's: Blood, gore, poop, incest, no, no thank you.
As I stated, I'll be here should you come around, the (crude) prompt I've included is just a bit of frustration I've been handling as of late, but by no means, a necessity.
Au revoir

Breaking in a pornstar – Part 1 [Mdom][Fsub][Str8][bdsm]

"Hold the elevator please!" a female voice cried out. He held his briefcase forward to prevent the elevator doors from closing. A womans appeared around the corner in the hall. "Thank you so much." she said and hurried into the elevator. "No problem." he replied. The woman raised her hand in an effort to press the elevator button for the ground floor, but saw that it had already been pressed. He knew her from somewhere. "You're Gisele right?" the man enquired. "Uh, yeah." she replied. "Have we met before?" "No no. I know you from your work." He had spent many hours in front of the computer watching the very girl that now stood beside him. "Ah, I see." she said, less excited. "I don't get that alot anymore." The nooded in acknowledgement, then turned to face the elevator doors. Rumbling noise was now the only sound filling the small space. "Sorry, um… I just…" Gisele started. He looked over at her. "It's just that when guys meet me in person, they usually try hitting on me. Oh, this must sound so narscisitic, but I was just wondering why you're not." she swallowed. "I mean, you've seen my work, so you're probably not gay. I just…" "Well." he interrupted her. "Let's just say, I've seen your work and you're not my type." That was a complete lie. He had to focus. "Not your type?" she looked confused. "I don't think it would be as good in reality as you make it look on tape." Lies. Nothing but lies. It would most likely be amazing. "But I…" she gave up. She was not used to rejection, he could see that. "It all just seem a bit fake to me." he said. She look up at him. There it was. He saw it in her eyes. "What! No, look. I can prove it to you." she turned to him. "Just take me to your place and I'll prove that I'm the best fuck you'll ever have." He faked contemplation. But in his mind the matter was already settled. "Fine. If it'll make you stop." he handed her his business card. 'John L. Simmons – IT security counsultant' "Call me tomorrow." Baffled and intrigued Gisele remained in the elevator as he walked out. John could almost not believe it. Not only had he met Gisele, she was also on the hook. He had to play this cool; use her distaste for rejection against her. Read more »