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Beginner OC [MF] “The Parking Garage” (females perspective)

Hello please let me start out with saying, I write these into short mini scenes that I send to my SO a little at a time via text while she is at work. I dont really know if im actually any good, but she likes them and I just wanted to share to get a little creative feedback. Sometimes i feel repetitive, and also struggle with keeping it a reasonable text length but still fit in enough oomph. They are meant to be very short and basically just get her imagination going, destress a little, and excited to come home :)

note: they are broken into paragraphs ONLY to note where one text ends and another would begin.

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Getting off work late has its drawbacks, but it has its benefits too. Works been a little rough tonight but went by fast, a little leftover energy from your coffee is still pumping though. Down the elevator and pay for parking you remember you parked back in the corner because there wasn’t much space today. You make your way over to find it all by itself away from the good lights but near one that doesn’t seem to quite want to stay all the way on. It’s not like it’s scary but you do get a little shiver of nervousness for a brief moment as you walk closer. Read more »

Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 5-6 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom, cuck]

Chapter 5

“Mom. Mom!” Someone was pushing me. I opened my eyes. Stace hung over me. She must have covered me with a throw. I was warm under it. My naked body had been so cold all weekend! “Is he gone?” She looked even more frightened than yesterday. “I-I locked the door. Was that okay?”

“Oh, Sweetheart, it’s over.” I told her. At least, for now it was. Getting up, I wrapped the throw around me and went to my bedroom. Donald lay still on the bed.

“Honey.” I called softly.

“Hnngg?” He grunted and opened one eye.

“We have to get you to a hospital.”

“C-can’t afford it.” He croaked.

“I don’t care. There’s a reason he did this to you.”

“He hates white people.”

I didn’t think that was it. Honestly, I was surprised he hadn’t done something worse to Stace than tie her up and gag her.

“What’s this?” I noticed a corner of paper sticking out from under the pillow by Donald’s head.

“Nothing.” He groaned and tried to cover it with a hand. Read more »

MY PRIVATE SLUT, PT. 1 [Mf] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

Ella had fallen on hard times. She was working four jobs and taking care of her mother, who had fallen ill. There was no money. No savings. And no foreseeable end to Ella’s suffering. She was taking on debt, unable to save for her own future, and facing the grim reality that it might be time to turn to a career in porn.

Ella was stunning. She had naturally curly blonde hair, piercing green eyes, freckles, small, perky tits, a juicy little butt, and a flat stomach. She rocked a bikini wax with a thick, perfect bush. But it was her smile that really did it for Tucker.

They’d met at a bar one evening and became fast friends as they mulled over their similarly unhealthy relationships with their respective partners. They decided to take each other’s numbers so they could keep in touch. It didn’t take long for feelings to develop, but they respected the fact that they were both in relationships, and so they never slept together.

Over time, they drifted apart. A toxic relationship has a way of effecting friendships — but when Ella saw, via social media, that Tucker was newly single, she texted him … Read more »

Library of Love [mf]

This is a short and steamy story. Enjoy.

All characters are fictional and over the age of 18.

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I had thought that by taking the initiative to study somewhere quiet, I might achieve some progress. The truth was that I’d gone from procrastinating at home to procrastinating somewhere else.

I had never seen the campus library this empty. It was late, most students would have left at this point. The only kind remaining were desperate or obsessed. I was the desperate kind. I suddenly remembered Ezgi, she was the obsessed kind, though I hadn’t seen her in over a year. The impact she had on my way of thinking remained, though. The effect best friends have on us isn’t washed away so easily, not even by something as destructive as time. I wondered if she was here. I glanced around, looking for her, wondering if I ever had the intention of studying at all, or if subconsciously I just wanted to see her again.

Bisexual Experience

I had to stop by a customer’s house to fix one minor
detail on a shelving unit I installed and my girlfriend told me she’d wait
in the truck while I did it. It would only take 10 minutes I told Clara.

After going upstairs I realized it would take about 3 times what I told
her and initially she sat patiently in the truck while waiting for me. Now
my customer wasn’t home but her daughter was and she knew who I was s she
happily let me in.

Clara who is 4 years younger then me suddenly hard to pee so she got out
of my truck went to the door and knocked on it. I ignored it figuring it
was someone else. Mrs. Johnson’s daughter who is 21 and my girlfriend who
is 22 seemed to hit it off, but they hit it off too well.

I know Clara’s sexy and I always thought René Johnson was hot too but
never once did I see any chemistry happening between the two. I wasn’t
thinking there would be to begin with. Upstairs tooling with the cabinet I
was oblivious to what was happening. Read more »

Leanna in the park [MF] NSFW

So, once again I am traveling for work and I am damned busy. Every night working late eating takeout in my hotel. It had been a month since I surprised Leanna in her hotel room and I was super horny.

Finally I reached out to her and we met for dinner. We gazed at each other across the table making small talk. I wanted to take her back to my room but several co workers were staying at the hotel so it was risky for me. We decided to drive to a secluded spot.

Out of the car we were on one another in no time flat. Her huge tits were smothering me and I loved it. Leanna was grinding hard on my cock. Damn I needed to fuck. To be continued

The Long Wait [MF]

First time posting one of my stories. Hope you enjoy!

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It had been five years since we last saw each other. I shuffled nervously on the front porch. Would things be the same? Would there be the same spark? The door slowly creaked open, my nervous fear dissolved as I saw Melizza standing in front of me.

She was tall and voluptuous, black curly hair draped over her tan shoulders. Her cotton sundress clung to every curve. She possessed the body every man desires but magazines never seem to feature. I felt a stir in my jeans.

“You made it!” she said excitedly, “come on in.”

She turned inside and I followed, watching her hips sway. Her perfectly shaped ass bounced with each step. It seemed like my pants were getting tighter by the second. Read more »

A Small Gift [Mf] [Ds] [light petplay]

“Is it there yet?”

Through the text on her screen Emma could sense the urgency behind the words. She scampered to her front door and threw it open, standing back to avoid the burst of humid air. Frowning, she tapped out a quick reply, throwing the door shut behind her.

“Not yet.”

Master was always somewhat unpredictable, so she wasn’t sure what to expect. A cosplay dress and some new books? A vibrator and something naughty? Or something else entirely? It had been awhile since she’d seen him so eager about something, so she’d been on pins and needles for well over a week in anticipation of whatever little surprise had gotten HIM so riled up. She smiled, remembering her last time in his arms, and sat down at the couch.

“Hmm,” he wrote, “Well, hopefully soon. Very soon, in fact.”

There was a sharp knock at her door, startling Emma to the point she nearly dropped her phone. Padding back down the hall, she stood on her tiptoes to look out the peephole, but nobody was there. Curiously, she opened the door, but slower this time. Read more »

[MF][BWWM][Black Woman][Interracial] A Swedish Massage

I originally posted this story on Literotica under the title “23 Ways to Get Laid”.

**MISCHA**

“I ordered a woman.” I stand in the doorway of my hotel room glaring at a tall, blonde white guy. I tighten the belt of my terry cloth robe.

His full upper lip curls in a slight sneer. “You reserved an appointment with Abbi.” I can’t pinpoint the light accent. Nordic, maybe? “I’m Abbi.”

Who names their son Abbi? “Obviously, I thought you were a woman.” The perky clerk at the front desk failed to mention that Abbi, the only masseuse available today, was a man. For what I’m paying for this private massage, mistakes are unacceptable, especially after the day I’ve had.

“As you can see, I’m not a woman, Ma’am.” He emphasizes that last bit. I openly examine him. He looks to be in his late 20s, likely only a few years younger than me. The white cotton t-shirt stretches across his broad shoulders and seems tight enough at the sleeves to cut off the circulation to his bulging biceps. His blonde hair, short on the sides and longer on top, is parted at the side and neatly combed back, giving him the appearance of a business man more than a masseuse. Read more »