Category: sexystories

Getting his text and more [M+/F, NC]

The phone vibrated, barely a phantom of a buzz felt through her purse. She pulled it out and checked and found a text from him. No, THE text from him. He’d been promising/threatening to do it for months now. It was terrifying how a few simple words could ramp her anxiety, make her wet, scared, and excited all at once. How anyone she’d never met could hold such power over her was beyond her.

ALLEY OF 3rd and ANDERSON
SUMMER DRESS – NOTHING UNDER. SHORT.
STRUGGLE FOR THEM.

She trembled as she went into her bedroom, slowly stripping away her clothes. Her eyes wet, lips moist, as she thumbed through her dresses. She dropped her blue sundress, tight up top, loose and short on the bottom. She gripped the wall and had to practice her breathing, focusing before the anxiety could overcome her and prevent her from doing what he had told her to do. Read more »

Hardware store

[Before anyone says this has to have been written by a guy because of the miter saw and hardware store layout knowledge, I’d like to educate you that there are plenty of chicks who know their way around power tools.]

You see me in the power tools aisle casually looking at miter saws. I have on tight black running pants, a tight thin vest over a long sleeve shirt, a baseball cap, and my long dark hair is sticking out the back. Because of the cap, you are only able to see my high cheekbones and full lips but as you scan down my body, you also see a hint of nipple. It’s definitely cold enough outside and in the store to make a woman’s nipples rock hard.

You walk closer, hoping I need help. I look over and casually smile. You look sweet and harmless so I feign confusion and you ask if I need help. I tell you I’m not sure if I need the 10” or 12” blade and as you slowly explain the difference, I start to unzip my vest. I turn slightly to point to a saw I was considering and you notice I’m not wearing a bra and my DD cup nipples are rock hard. You are a bit shocked at the size. They didn’t look that big with the vest on. I softly brush one on your arm and look down to see your cock move in your pants. Read more »

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The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 3 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon] [Humiliation]

**Therese**

When I tried to imagine, there´s nobody here, I was lonely. When I looked at those around, I felt trapped, not very comforted by others in a similar predicament. Granted, this day actually started peacefully for me and from what I´ve heard, I was more lucky than many of us. Excercise can refresh you in a splendid way and it mostly did for me, little Barbara and countless others when we were taken into gym. First aerobic lesson, than instruments pumped our blood, the only thing distracting being now shouting of FASTER!. I was grateful there were not male wardens for now, but I didn´t realize how short-lived this luck was meant to be today.

I always understood that you can sense the God through His creation alone, but the heart points towards Him especially when we are desperate. I was truly feeling something, when I was sending prayers silently, just not the utter liberation, far from it. His test was just beginning.

I know that I started to choking on shame during that awful examination of my intimate body. Doctor had to wipe my tears several times in order I could see the view screen and I was sobbing back in my white bra and panties as I returned with Barbara to the room, where we sat on my bed. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Part Four [MF] [Fantasy]

**The Heal Slut: Part Four – A Decision Made**

Marcia felt his energy rolling around them the entire walk towards her home. It was intoxicating and distracting, as if she could feel the lust that boiled underneath his skin. It was an intense compliment and sounded like a voice in the back of her head that urged her to give into him.

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The basket was safe as she approached, though the flowers and potential benefit seemed almost unimportant now. Marcia’s mind was racing as she struggled to keep moving forward, ignore the lovely feeling coming from her new companion, and thinking about how to solve the spell that gripped his mind.

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As they approached the wards, Marcia reached up and gripped his wrist, making sure the wards knew he was safe and could pass freely though them again. The feeling of his pulse under her fingers nearly made her hesitate, but her determination forced her feet forward and she let go of him as the magic of her wards passed them.

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“Is it as hard for you as it is me?” Marcia asked, smiling slightly as she glanced at him. His quick pulse under her touch before was her main clue. Read more »

Twice the fun at the wedding

If you’ve followed my stories, you’ll be familiar with my relationship with Suzie. She’s my sister-in-law and we fuck regularly. She’s also embraced her inner slut since splitting from her ex, and she’s trying to be really wild for a while! Good for her.

This is a story she told me the other day. I listen with rapt attention, my cock getting harder with every word. Eventually I had to fuck her because I thought I’d explode if I didn’t. But that’s not the story for today. The story is her story, from last weekend.

Suzie went to her friend’s wedding. She was a bridesmaid and looked fantastic in her green dress. Any man on the prowl would have been lucky to get inside that dress.

But, the wedding was great. Everything went smoothly and the evening began. Not a single, eligible man around. All either coupled up, gay or ugly as sin. She was happy to be a slut, but she had standards. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Part Three [MF, MFF] [Fantasy]

**The Heal Slut: Part Three – Of Two Minds**

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Tirron had two minds from the moment the pink mist drifted into him. One mind was at the forefront, focused on Sybil, focused on her body, on the feeling of her sexual energy.

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The other mind was trapped in the back behind the pink mist that obscured his mind. Tirron fought against it, trying to push against the bonds of his internal prison but it did no good.

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Tirron felt his body respond to the pressures of the spell, his eyes lighting on the form of the ork priestess. She was beyond gorgeous in this moment, light green skin glistening in the sunlight, the rays of Light bouncing off of the sweat on her neck.

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“Tirron. It has been so long since you felt wetness around your cock. I’m sure there is a woman here, aroused by the battle so and the sight of your strength, willing to take you and let you take her.” Her voice slipped through Tirron’s ears and it seemed to focus the magic that gripped his mind and brought his lust from deep inside, where he tucked it down. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Part Two [MF, MFF] [Fantasy]

**The Heal Slut: Part Two – A Spell of Lust**

*Warning for Dubious Consent, though it really isn’t.*

Marcia smiled at she picked a bright purple flower and set it gently in her wicker basket. It was the three Gildfil she found today, good luck if there was ever a sign. And a potion made with the three of them and then drank on the day of Longest Sun would give the drinker more power with light spells until next year.

The forest was quiet today and the peace of the last several weeks seemed to help her recover her energy from her last battle with the little evil goblins up north. Her leg was healed, at least, from the black blade that cut her and wasn’t able heal with her normal magic.

Her Healer robes seemed to get heavier, though, and brought Marcia out of the sweet mood she was in. A pulse of energy reached her in the next second and came from the east and towards the Liver Road. Marcia sighed to herself and urged her feet forward, placing the basket in a tree hallow that she would have to pass to return home. Hopefully it would be safe, if not.. at least next year would bring a new bloom of the Gildfil. Read more »

The Heal Slut: Part One [MF] [Fantasy]

**The Heal Slut: Part One – The Beginning**

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Tirron growled to himself as he looked up into the sky. The sun was bright and the day was hot. The sweat was uncomfortable, but not unfamiliar. The wind was still today, though normally it blew in behind them as they followed the road away from the sea.

“Whats the matter?” His riding companion asked in a low voice, eyeing Tirron from the side. Pitrin was a warrior mercenary like Tirron himself, but less skilled with a sword and more with a bow. But his lack of emotions often irritated Tirron, whose own anger was easily stirred.

“Its fucking hot. Ready for a cool bed and liquor.” Tirron complained at his companion. Pitrin shrugged and looked forward to the leader of the caravan.

“Harvey says we should arrive today. Is that not soon enough?” The human spoke with a small smile. Tirron growled again and shook his head, urging his horse forward.

“Take up the rear, Pitrin. I’m going to head up front for awhile.” Tirron ordered his companion, riding away before the human could respond that neither of them were in charge. Tirron didn’t care and shook his head, using his hand to pull his braid away from his neck. Read more »

The New Minister [Fantasy] [MFF]

Lauren sits at her desk, pretending to herself that she’s being productive. She’s going through old email — sifting through seemingly endless newsletters and event announcements sent from citizens’ groups in her constituency. She deletes most of them unread. She’s really just killing time waiting for a call, and when it does come she picks up the phone after the first ring.

“Hello, this is Lauren McKelvie.”

“Hello, Lauren, it’s Judy Thompson. I have a lot of calls to make, so let me get to it: will you join my cabinet as Minister of Transport and Infrastructure?”

“Yes, of course, Prime Minister. Thank you, I won’t let you down.”

“Great. I’m sure you won’t. Olivia is on the line and will make arrangements. Thanks, Lauren, I’m looking forward to having you on the team.”

Lauren hears a click, and then another voice. “Hello, Ms. McKelvie, I’m Olivia Seymour. I’m an assistant here in the Privy Council Office, and I’ll guide you through the ministerial appointment process.”

“Thank you, Olivia.” Read more »

The concert part 1 (ffm)

I am a 30 year old, engaged, white female with no kids. I am 5’10”, 140 pounds, 34 BC and a 40 plus inch ass. I have shoulder length blonde hair and and wear thick rimmed glasses.

There was a concert coming up for one of my favorite bands and I decided to get tickets for my fiancé and I. At the last minute, he had to go out of town on business. So unfortunately, I had to go to the concert by myself.

I sat at home and had a glass of wine while getting dressed. I admired my naked body in the mirror—My big ass, waxed pussy and perfectly shaped tits. I slipped on a black lace thong and a black lace bra in the mirror. Next I put on a pair of tight black jeans and a ripped up Rolling Stones shirt I had gotten when I was younger. I put my hair back in a tight ponytail and put on a black choker necklace. I finished my glass of wine in the kitchen as I waited for my Uber. Read more »