Category: sexystories

Car Trouble [fmm]

I hate getting flat tires, but they always seem to happen at the most inconvenient times. Like now: one in the morning on a dark service road running parallel to the freeway. I hear the muffled pop and *dugga dugga* rhythm of a tire dying under me and pull over to the shoulder.

I open the door and the humid night air hits me like a wet blanket and I retch. It’s never gonna cool down. As I step down from the SUV my tank top already starts to stick to my skin and tits and I feel like I’m being groped by the goddamn weather.

I round the back end to look for the culprit. The right rear glints with a head of a screw sticking out of the sidewall.

“Fuck.”

The Escalade, for all its size and power, was also a pain in the ass to maintain. The spare was buried under the third row and worse, I knew the impotent tire jack would be no match for the lugs screwed down by those idiots in the service center. I pulled my phone to call a car service when the road lights up at my feet. Someone’s coming and pulling over. Read more »

[M] [str8?] [bd?] [latex] [toys] Help. My my outfit is fucking me, it’s locked on and I can’t make it stop until I get home.

I’m wearing a large plug, tight latex from neck to knees, and two powerful vibrators (front and rear). I’m also locked into a steel boned corset, all hidden by my plain-vanilla work clothes.

Things went bat-shit crazy at work, so instead of leaving by 10 for some self-bondage fun I’m trying to be ten places at once, answer calls, write emails and wrangle customers while being relentlessly stimulated.

I’m about to walk from one end of the building to the other, and the massive silicone plug is going to plow me with each step. It’s about a half mile round trip. I absolutely can’t come, because the whole place is under video surveillance.

Conditioning (M/F, manipulation, references to past rape)

Despite being fully clothed, her heart was racing. She smiled, looking up at him as he laid down on the floor beside her. Fully twice her age, but handsome, strong. In control, above else, he was always that. He had weaponized his smiles, his frowns, and simple words. Her stomach spun in knots every time she was with him. He patted her exposed belly, rubbing it softly, smiling down at her young body.

“I want you to think about that first time you were molested. Fixate it in your mind, your feelings, your fears, your emotions. All of it, good and bad. Can you do that for me babygirl?” As he asked, he smoothly unbuttoned her jeans, sliding the zipper down. Then, ever so slowly he slid his hands down her pants, eyes never leaving hers.

“Don’t move, don’t talk. Just think of the first time. How you felt so small and weak. Powerless. You’ve told me that story so many times. The secret story you’ve only told me. How humiliated you felt after. How you blamed yourself. You still do don’t you?” Read more »

[Request] Some kinks or themes and if I’m interested, I’ll write it into a short erotic story for you.

Edit: Alrighty I’ve gotten tons of reqs for stories. This post is closed for now I’m afraid. Thanks for all those who stepped forward to request a story. After I’ve written the current queue and get some free time again, I’ll post a new thread.

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Curses! I’ve been gate-keepered out of particular subreddits I was really interested in posting on due to my devious lack of karma.

Now’s the time I get off my ass and finally start writing something.

If you guys have any preferences for kinks or themes for an erotic short story you’d like me to write, let me know and I’ll see if I’m interested in it.

At work currently so I’ll reply asap.

P2 [M]y New [F] Hire

As time passed Danni had her store for over a year. Nothing amazing happened. We still chatted via text and Snapchat. Flirting at work got a bit intense at times and I would have to head off to the restroom to relieve myself.

I found out through our casual discussions that her boyfriend was a *minuteman* in bed ifwhen they did it.
My girlfriend had lost interest in sex but we stayed together for convenience.
I asked Danni “why me?”

She responded, “I’ve ALWAYS liked older men.”

More talking as the days and weeks went by. I finally came out and asked if the opportunity presented itself “would you cheat on your bf?”

Her response “With you? Fuck yeah!”
From that point on our discussions and text got more and more intimate.
Then one morning I get a text from her explaining her car broke down and she needed a ride to work.

Picking her up we at her house. The 20 to 30-minute drive the smell of her perfume was enticing. I found myself getting more brazen. My hand slips to her knee as she looks at me and smiles. She parts her legs almost on instinct. My hand slides up her thigh feeling the heat from her I move to her crotch as she sighs closing her eyes. I can feel the heat from her as she slowly grinds against my hand. Read more »

Ch. 1: My nymph, Emily. [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Older/Younger]

The way the shadows played over her skin only made her look more gentle, more innocent. I loved the way she looked at me, her eyes looking at my pleadingly. She knew how to play the part, the sweet girl who’s never done anything like this, but the thin veil of a disguise didn’t deceive me, I knew she liked being subdued, after all, we’ve been at this for months. It wasn’t new to have her tied down to an ottoman, her ample cleavage squeezing over the edge, her hands tied back behind her.

It was a surprise when I met her, just some random hook up from an app, “19 year old [F] [straight], seeks strong, older man [25-35]” Just an innocent girl looking for a more mature partner that would treat her with more appreciation and care. Of course, trying to find a man on a local sex matching app doesn’t bring many savory types — I just happened to be surfing after a dry spell and I guess a dumb quick attempt at humor, “are you sure you’re old enough to be on here?” and willingness to meet publicly allured her to me. Read more »

Bisexual Husband Feeling Loved – Part 1

I recently took the completely terrifying step of discussing with my wife (of 10 years) my evolving sexuality and my recently realized sexual attraction to men. She basically told me this wasn’t really surprising and that she was surprised I was surprised she was taking it so well. She’s known for a while that I like anal stimulation. She just took that logic to the next level and let me come to my conclusions on my own time. Long story short, we discussed boundaries and comfort levels and now a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. We’ve decided for the foreseeable future to remain monogamous. But she understands that I’m going to have fantasies about other men, just as I might about other women. In that spirit, here is how I fantasize my first bisexual encounter would go… Read more »

SLEEP MASK FINGER FUCK SHOW [FMM] [Str8]

SLEEP MASK FINGER FUCK SHOW

Ryan opened the door. Stephen smiled on the other side, waving a bottle of wine. “I’m early, if that’s okay. I underestimated your competent public transit system.”

“Dude, by an hour! Come in, man. Danielle is just taking a nap.”

They stepped into the living room. Danielle was laying on the sofa, a sleep mask over her eyes. Her chest rose and fell with each breath, and her nipples were almost visible through the white tee which was bunched up, exposing her stomach. Her left arm lay across her hip and her hand rested on her white panties.

“What a beauty, right?” Ryan said when he noticed that Stephen’s eyes were clearly locked on his wife.

“I’d love to come home to that every night, lucky man,” Stephen said quietly.

“Sit,” he motioned to the recliner chair directly facing the sofa, “I’ll open the wine.”

Stephen sat and took in beautiful Danielle’s body and state of dress. He was mesmerized, barely registering the pop of the wine cork from the kitchen.

When Ryan returned, he placed three wine glasses and the opened bottle on the coffee table. “She’s a heavy sleeper, but at least she doesn’t snore.” Read more »

[M]y New [f] Hire

With my job, my office is from home. So doing interviews happen in coffee shops near locations where my reps will be working. In this particular interview, I was sitting in the shop sipping my coffee laptop open staring out the window. Not expecting anything different than getting the interview over with and on to the next one.

In walks a young lady, tight jeans showing off a cute little butt. Knee-high boots accentuating her long slender legs. Form-fitting t-shirt hugging her slender body, not well-endowed on top but I’ve always been a fan of the itty-bitty titty club. I stared as she entered and looked around. Shit is this my appointment?

As she struts over I can’t help but watch her legs. My eyes move up to her midsection, Jeans tight, flat tummy, as she stands in front of me, “Bill?”
Crap it is my appointment!
“Hi, Danica? Nice to meet you, as I stand feeling my jeans getting tighter.
She smiles as she extends her hand. “Call me Danni please.”
Grasping it I notice her nails well-manicured. Her thin lips, smiling, her big brown eyes glimmer.
As we sit I offer to buy a coffee. As I go to the counter to order, I turn to look in her direction and I notice she’s looking back. Our eyes meet she smiles again, biting her bottom lip. Read more »

I secretly watched my aunt while she had sex with her friend [mF]

I was having a rather uneventful day when I decided to pay my aunt a visit since I was in the neighborhood. I heard some muffled noises from the back when I was about to ring the bell. So I jumped the fence, made my way to the garden and saw my aunt having sex with her friend through her bedroom widow. I should’ve left but I decided to linger around for a while before heading to the front and interrupting them by ringing the door bell.

She greeted me with a big smile and a warm embrace as always, smelling like sweat and whatever sex smells like. I waited for her at the kitchen table while she took a shower. Her friend must’ve left through the back door. We played Mario Kart and had pizza for dinner. To say I’m enamored and in awe would be in an understatement.