Category: sexystories

Emotional support [mf]

Kim took a deep breath, crumbled the cloth up into a small ball and nailed her 3 point shot to the laundry basket. She pulled on a T-shirt, a little annoyed by how she filled out her usually cool baggy shirt but let it slide. Yeah it looked a bit shit, but she was the only one likely to see and it did feel nice to let her chest off the hook for a while.

Usually she didn’t take off the cloth she used to bind her fairly large breasts until just before bed, but sometimes you just need a break and today was one of those days. Coach had been on her ass all day about that missed shot during the final play and she could only play it cool for so long knowing full well that her blunder cost them the game.

She lay down on the bed and just stared up at the ceiling, perhaps she really didn’t have what it took, it’s not like it was the first time she choked an important shot. Read more »

Erotica/smut writer for hire

Hey everyone! I’m an erotica author who specializes in writing custom, original smut for anyone who is willing and able to commission me. It’s really fun to delve into what makes people tick sexually, and to bring someone’s fantasy/kink/fetish to life. That’s especially true when someone’s kink is very, very specific or niche or there isn’t a lot of material out there about it – those are always a blast to write. I have several commission slots open at the moment and I’m eager/willing to write a custom short story about any erotic subject so long as it doesn’t involve pain, rape, incest, scat or underage. (Or, basically anything that would tonally fit in a *Human Centipede* or *Hostel* movie.)

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All of my commission info can be found on my Carrd page/Twitter handle, which has the same username. But yeah – feel free to send me a Personal Message if you’re interested! And if you need or want an example of my writing, allow me to share the first few paragraphs of the latest erotic commission I just had the pleasure of wrapping up. Hope you enjoy it :)

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Teacher’s Pet [MF] [First Person]

I saw him kissing Julie underneath the bleachers. She was wearing her dance team warm-up gear, his hand slowly unzipping her tight velvet top. My heart dropped, my cheeks flushed red, my teeth clenched; I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know if I was angry or sad. I walked up to my cheating dickhead boyfriend and yelled “what the fuck!”. He shot up to his feet and started stammering an apology but before he could form a coherent sentence, I slapped him across the face. Unfortunately, my teacher, Mr. C, saw me do it.

“What has gotten into you?!” He asked, upset yet concerned. I pouted, not in the mood for conversation. “There is no place for violence in this school. You come to my office after class today for detention.”

I was nervous, my thoughts started racing. Detention?! I’m a straight A student, we don’t get detention! Is this going on my permanent record?

I had been to Mr. C’s office many times, usually seeking extra credit or trying to impress him with my knowledge. He was passionate about literature, like myself, and I wanted to learn as much as I could from him. I enjoyed our lengthy conversations after school, sharing our thoughts about the books we read in class. But I had never been to detention before. I didn’t know what to expect. Read more »

The Mythic Mansion: Monster Brothel 4; Serpent Queen[findom][Str8][FM][Fdom][nc]

I stood at the front desk of this surreal mansion, the Vampiress looking up at me with her emerald green eyes. I had been told this was the place to go for the most intense and fantastical sexual experience if my life. This, however, was too much. I was surrounded by women of all shapes, sized and species. Monsters walked by me, flashing their fangs as they smiled in my direction. I was horrified. I tried to turn and walk away, to escape this hellish manor. There was something holding me back. The Vampiress was busy with an old fashioned telephone held between her ear and her shoulder, so I stood in silence at the desk, waiting. That is, until I heard it. A soft, subtle hiss in my ear. I looked around and nobody else seemed to hear it, but it was growing louder and stronger in my head.

‘Heeeere.’ The long drawn out voice slithered through my mind. Something about it seemed to draw me toward the door to the left of the front desk. I wanted to walk that way, but had no idea why. The black haired beauty simply smirked as she noticed my gaze towards the doorway. Read more »

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 13 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, torture]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​

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. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​

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Chapter 13

It took less than a minute for the two boys to shackle her wrists and ankles to special boards on pivots. They fastened the separating chains to hooks on the boards, to cinch her tight to the bench. Joan found herself bound firm to the device. The soft, fur shackles lied about her comfort. They held her as sturdy as any iron equivalent.

“First, I’m going to cut off your dress.” Robert pulled a large pair of industrial shears from the wall.

“Please, Robert, you’ve ruined three of them already.”

“Hush, Mommy, you have to obey us now.”

“I-I’m sorry, Tommy.” Shame was never far away these days. Submission summoned it to her in a heartbeat. Her heart pounded with fear and anticipation. The blood it pumped rushed to her face. Read more »

Admitting the Difficult Truth [MF] [Wife comes clean to her husband] [Cheating] [Confession]

The kitchen seems so much smaller at night. During the day, the sun fills the room. It’s bursting with laughter and life, the center of a happy home. But tonight, it’s empty and dark.

Well, empty except for my husband and I.

“How fucking could you?” he asks for what feels like the hundredth time.

“I’m sorry.” I sigh, again. My eyes are puffy from tears, and I keep fighting back the urge to sniffle.

“Just…” He runs his hands over the smooth wood table, like he’s looking for something to touch that isn’t me.

“Just tell me what happened. I deserve to know that much.”

The clock ticks on the wall, loudly. We’d bought it together at an antique mall one lovely Saturday in June. It was a cat, with eyes and a tale that ticked away the seconds, back and forth, over and over. Of course, that all happened a long time ago. When we still had a chance to be happy. Before I cheated on John.

“I….” I try to begin. But how do you tell a story that you know will destroy someone? How do you cut someone to the core? Take their soul and crush it underfoot? Read more »

Sex at work

Theres this bar i work at
Ive been banging 3 of my coworkers and they dont know. Now since im sorta assistant manager is it wrong to still sleep with them
Ive been doing it for awhile now
And theres 2 more that i just started to bang as while but rhey both have boyfriends
I fucked them at a alley behind the bar
Anal doggystyle for quickies since i fuck them during break
It feel wrong but right as well
Yay or nay

This is my life now – CH5 [FM][Bodyswap]

This is my life now

CH 5 – Last time with Greg

I woke up on the couch mid morning, still naked from the night before. I checked my phone and saw a message from Greg that came in about an hour earlier.

“Sleep well?” he had asked.

I snapped another picture of myself, sleepy eyed and still laying where he had left me. “Best sleep in a long time.” I added to the picture.

“Wow. Can’t wait to see you again.” He replied.

I wanted him aching in frustration for me by the time he came back that night. I sent him a short 15 second clip of my fingers gently teasing my clit. “I’m not waiting.” I sent immediately after.

“I’m out for breakfast with my family and you’re making me so hard.”

I laughed to myself. “Prove it!”

I waited for a response, continuing to tease myself. I nearly jumped when my phone alerted me to a message. I looked down at the phone and saw another picture of his fully erect cock. I recognized the tile floor of a bathroom and a stall door in the background. Read more »

The Night Prior [MF]

I woke up to the feeling of being nibbled on- her teeth just barely pinching the skin on of my neck. She was awake. She wanted to play. I, however, was still trying to enjoy the comfort of the blanket that I wrapped around myself after the events of the night prior. She wasn’t having my laziness, however.

“Would you please get up, stop being so lazy and give me attention.”

“I will, I just want to get some sleep before I do so.”

“No. I want to feel your touch. Now.”

She was very persistent with the attention “that she so desperately needed.” So, like any good partner would have, I gave it to her. Her dark chocolate skin, her naturally curly hair, her voluptuous body- all at my fingertips.

I kissed her on her beautiful full lips- they were bare from any lip gloss and lipstick; her face was bare come to think of it. It was her natural beauty that I was enjoying in this moment.

“You are so beautiful”, I kissed her as I whispered this into her ear.

“And you are so sexy”, she said as she kissed me back. Read more »

Late Night Encounter (MF, cons, rom)

Late Night Encounter

by Spectre

Wendy was feeling lonely when she got home from the party. Her boyfriend was out of town on a business trip and she missed him. She missed his cock, that is. They weren’t exactly getting along anymore, and she had thought more than once about leaving him. But she didn’t want to be alone. Gary wasn’t the right man for her, but until that special someone came along, he’d have to do. The house was quiet, but she was glad she’d decided to sleep over at her friend’s house. Her friend was working the nightshift, but at least her friend’s brother Lyle was here.

Wendy didn’t feel like taking off everything. She removed her dress and put on a loose t-shirt, leaving on her panties and her black stockings. On her way to bed, she passed Lyle’s bedroom and heard a noise. The door was open a little, so she peeked in.

Lyle was on his back, sleeping nude. Wendy gasped when she saw his naked cock. She’d always been attracted to Lyle and knew he felt the same about her. They had shared a passionate kiss last New Year’s Eve. Now, she had more reason to want him. Read more »