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The Roommate Part I: I Want to be Your Little Slut [FF] [Light Fdom] [Light Huml] [Teasing] [Plot] [Arc 2]

**I: Marie and Lexi**

**Marie**

Marie’s body vibrated with the club’s near-deafening music as she walked toward the bar. She had just turned twenty in September, but her fake hadn’t failed her yet. And she needed a drink. Bad.

As she went up to the bar and ordered a kamikaze shot, Marie scanned the dance floor. The dim lighting didn’t allow her to see too much, but she glimpsed more than enough cute girls to let her know coming out tonight hadn’t been a waste.

She’d been horny all week, and nothing seemed to satisfy her. Alice and Leah weren’t interested in anything more than a drunk make-out sesh now that Liam…

*Don’t think about him. You’re here to have fun and get him out of your fucking head.*

Marie downed the shot immediately when it came, thankful for the distraction. She paid for the drink, tipping the bartender, then looked toward the dance floor again.

She’d come here alone instead of going out with friends or to any school parties because she didn’t want to develop a reputation with her sisters–and because it was easier to find girls to hook up with at a gay-club–but she still felt hesitant. She’d already decided she didn’t want casual sex with a guy. That didn’t appeal to her, and even if it did, doing so would just be proving Liam right. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 6- Dorothy [Maledom] [Male supremacy][Femdom][BDSM] [Humiliation]

**Dorothy**

Today is not so thrilling. I have not a single record about some frigid asking for truncheon or being locked up. Me, girls, Vicky and the guys are doing difference by the pivotal admonitions and the bitches will remember for a while. Maybe we should pretend they are starting the riot? Thompson needs the kick to the guts and guess, who will do that? Her face is the first on my list, others are there without me knowing the names. Blood and the purple skin would just make them pretty.

Michelle is never behind and never ahead, she keeps the tempo with me and closer we are to the chief, the more often she opens her mouth.

“Vicky was proud of me and I never heard her anything about you displeasing her. I bet we are for some allowance.”

“There is a ball and Vicky´s invited. She get a permission to come with two more people. The secret is out.”

“Ball? The Council guys are partying for the whole week?”

“They are about schedule. Saw the bitches, now they will be just among the top dogs”

We open the office door. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore. Read more »

The Long Weekend, Part 3 [MF] [milf]

It turns out, he was not going to have to be told twice. She gasped a little in surprise when he stood up by the side of the bed and then picked her up again. She suspected he liked the surprise that flashed across her face at being held so effortlessly.

“Let me think,” he said. “Whatever should we do?” he said, grinning at her.

Cady took a breath. She had learned that she had particular boundaries, and that she needed to express them early. She had a feeling Lucas could possibly stretch those boundaries, but not tonight. “I don’t want to be choked, or slapped in the face, or to be held down. I don’t want my wrists held. I don’t want to be pushed up against the wall.” she told him. “Other than that, I’m here to please.”

“That’s funny, because that’s why I’m here too. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to, and if I make you uncomfortable just tell me.” He looked at her seriously, and she believed him.

Cady nodded and looked up into those blue eyes again. He was so incredibly hot. She had loved the feel of that beard on her inner thighs and knew she would remember the sensation for a long time. Read more »

Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Prologue: Ransom of the Rajas) [Str8] [bd] [bdsm] [nc] [fantasy]

New poster and beginner erotic writer here. My writings focus on my fetishes for simple bondage/damsels in distress, pantyhose, and foot/shoe fetishes combined with my love for the Uncharted video game franchise. My stories are set in the Uncharted universe featuring these three female characters as constant damsels in distress kidnapped, bound and gagged: Chloe Frazer, Elena Fisher, and Nadine Ross. Here’s my first prologue featuring Nathan Drake’s older brother Samuel getting his girlfriend Chloe and his rival Nadine into bondage peril at the hands of old enemies. Enjoy!

Sam was knocked unconscious by the fall he and Chloe took in their crash trying to escape their mysterious attackers. While unconscious, he could see it now: he and Chloe in their bedroom back home having sex. He imagined himself with his face in Chloe’s ass wanting to taste her precious pussy. He could also imagine groping onto her nice juicy ass and big tits as well as her tasty lips coming onto his. It was a sensation he didn’t get very often in his life due to his 20+ years in incarceration. Never had he had a woman as sexy as Chloe Frazer let alone had sex with one like her… Read more »

Backseat Lover, Part Three – Morning Sex [MF] [cheating] [workplace] [creampie]

“I wish you were in my asshole. It misses you so much.”

I was frozen solid, but my heart was smashing against my ribcage. Standing in my kitchen, one second I was washing pots and pans, the next I am awestruck trying to pick my jaw up off of the floor. Christine’s tight little asshole was on my phone screen, as gorgeous as ever. A single lubed up finger was inside it, wishing I was inside it instead. That gorgeous brown star is practically begging for me to drive across town, for my tongue to lube it up, and for my cock to fuck it.

What if my wife was over my shoulder, and she had seen it!? I peer across the kitchen, and sigh in relief. She was in the living room, feet up on the ottoman, watching *The Bachelor.* She hadn’t moved for as long as I was cleaning the kitchen.

Truth be told, I was slowly becoming addicted to the secret meetings, backseat quickies, and the thrill of not getting caught masturbating to the numerous pictures and videos she graced me with. After staring at her asshole for another several minutes, I respond. “I love my cock in that perfect little ass of yours.” Read more »

Influencing the Roman Senator [FM] [Oral History]

In a warm autumn of 200 BC, a young woman slipped through the streets of Rome. The cool air buzzed with life, as the proud Roman citizens were enjoying a harvest bounty. Nobody noticed a figure slip through the crowds and out to the courthouse. Here, in times of peace, a government was never settled.

Decia Grateus had been taken from her Italian homeland and raised to be a spy for the Roman empire. Her work traded hands and in the end, she proved good at it. The woman walked into the halls with no resistance. Even the city guard can’t stay away from free food.

She slipped into the bathhouse. Decia knew his routine now. This was the time to squeeze some information. Lucius Vitalus was a senator for an opposing party, one filled with a hate that would crumble Rome. A veteran of war, information couldn’t be tortured out of him. Free from his war, Decia could see he put a little weight on his muscle, and sat with his eyes closed on a marble slab in front of a firepit. The man was balding, a bit overweight, and wearing a traditional summer toga. Read more »

Dolled up [MF] [NC just in case] [Friends to lovers] [Mdom]

It’s the third time I’ve looked myself in the mirror, yet another skirt which I unbutton and throw on the growing pile in my small dressing room. I sigh loudly as I turn around, only wearing my mint colored underwear, watching myself critically in the full length mirror. Well… atleast I look somewhat cute in these, the thin lace hugs the curves of my hips and I move my fingertips over my skin. I turn and sigh yet again when I let my eyes slide over my brightly colored dresses. I begin to regret saying yes to this date. Blind date might I add. I roll my eyes and step into the dressing room, only to take one of my black dresses down from the clothing rail. The fabric is soft between my fingers as I let the thin shoulder straps slide off the hanger. Read more »