I don’t know if this is the right sub but I’ve been looking and can’t see anything obvious. Im looking for stories involving corruption, moral degradation, mind breaking. Basically “good girls” being forced to orgasm or just brainwashed into being sex crazed freaks. Be it nuns, mother’s, anyone really. If this is the wrong sub to ask for story suggestions could someone please point me in the right direction. Thanks!
Category: sexystories
I love you, and goodbye. [MF]
My chest hurts. This doesn’t feel right. You better go be the best fucking husband and father that anyone has ever had. We are sacrificing something rare and special for the hope that you and your family are stronger and happier with me gone. You better make every baseball game and stay up late for every science fair project and never, ever forget to buy her roses on her birthday. I will never forgive you for throwing this away if you fuck that up anyway.
The world is dark and in slow motion today. Time drags. I don’t have the energy to cry. I sat in the tub for about two more hours after we got off the phone yesterday. After I finally said I love you for the first time, and goodbye. Then I ran my fingers through my hair and over my skin everywhere pretending they were yours. I keep wondering what little pieces of me you might remember, and wonder with pain how much you can’t remember anymore. Which memories have you needed so many times that they’re more fantasy than memory now? And which fleeting moments burned so brightly that you will never be able to forget, even if you try? What did you want me to do to you that you were too shy to ask for? What parts of me can you still feel and taste when you close your eyes? How many hundreds, thousands of times will you touch yourself and pray that touch was mine? How many days will we be doing that at the same time by chance, together, 3000 miles away?
Uninvited stranger invades the bedroom [MF, oral, facefuck, married, anal, PIV, noncon, bondage, incest, MFM]
/u/Gwensaccount and I don’t know each other, apart from a chance message here on reddit. I proposed a game where we take turns in writing alternate passages of a story. This post is the start of that journey. Each time you see “… … …”, we change writers.
Neither of us knows where it’s going or how long it will last.
It’s clearly not “top shelf” erotic fiction, but we’re enjoying ourselves and we hope that you enjoy it too.
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You were sound asleep, alone in the house. It’s a warm spring evening. Warmer that usual. A creak on the floorboard outside the door wakes you up.
At least you think you’re awake. You’re not really sure. It’s that half awake, half asleep feeling. But you hear it again. Creak. It sounds like someone is taking tentative steps towards the door.
You really are awake now, but you don’t want the person to know. You reach for your phone and sneak it under the covers to check the time. 3.09am. But wait, what’s that? There’s a text from an unknown number that simply says “I’ll be there soon”. It was sent at 2.41am.
The voyeur and the friends’ daughter pt. 2: the massage [FF] [Lesbian] [Massage] [Fingering] [Age gaps]
For the first part of the story, check out my user profile :-)
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I thought of Suzi a lot that day. I was working for a big client, an accountancy firm, and more than once I found myself drifting in the meetings, my mind going back to the darkness of the night before, the movement of her fingers between her toned thighs.
‘Rebecca…’ I thought of her panties sliding down her legs, that sliver of smooth black. ‘Rebecca…’ I thought of her fingers closing on her nipple. ‘Rebecca…’
‘Huh?’ I looked up. It was Jim, the senior partner who had asked for me specifically from the consultancy. ‘Sorry -‘ He looked apologetic. Maybe he thought I was doing some deep strategy work. I smiled. He was nice.
‘Look, I know it’s late notice but I was wondering if we could keep you on for another couple of days, I…’
‘Yep!’ I sat up and said it brightly without waiting for him to finish, like a toddler who was asked if they wanted another cookie. ‘Sure thing.’
‘I…’ Jim laughed. ‘Well, that’s great, glad you’re able to do it. Should I call your head office or will you?’
(Bi) (mmf) How I met Bill and Lindsey pt6
Our first Saturday night together I took him to a gay strip club. He absolutely loved it. Seeing naked men dance was his thing. We were only there less than ten minutes when a cute blonde approached us for a private dance. We paid for a private VIP room with the cute blonde name Hudson. I thought he was so gorgeous, he looked almost like a model out of a fashion magazine. Billy offered him a very big tip if he could have sex with me. At first, he didn’t want to, but Billy kept offering him more money and that changed his mind. Hudson was straight, after being with lots of men, I could tell the straight guys who can bring themselves to have sex with men, verses true bisexual and gay men. So Hudson who was already naked unzip my pants and started sucking me off. My clothes soon came off, we began to 69 and than I was fucking him. Bill was next to us the whole time watching. When I was about to cum, I pulled off my condon to jizz on Hudson’s body. That freaked him out. He almost left the room, but Billy paid him more money to let me lick the cum off him. We than reversed roles and he began doing me. When he was ready to cum, I told him to cum in my mouth. I swallowed the cute blondes cum and when I was finished, moved over to Billy to kiss him on the lips. I than whispered into his ear and said to Billy his love juice tasted the best. We asked Hudson if he wanted to come back to our hotel, but he said no. Hudson came away with over three thousand dollars in tip. That was just a small fraction of how much Billy wanted to spend on me.
(Bi) (mmf) How I met Bill and Lindsey pt5
For the next three weeks I was living with Billy at his hotel suite. When Billy’s at work, I Skype with Lindsay for most of the morning. Later I would eat at the hotel restaurants, always charging it to the suite. I used all the hotel amenities, such as their indoor and outdoor pool, the fitness room and spa. Later in the day I would Skype with Lindsey again and we talked until Billy came back. After work, Billy and I went out for dinner. I often took him to my favorite spots that were near his hotel. Billy was still struggling to show public affection towards me. He didn’t like it when I tried to cuddle up next to him as we walked down the street. And he definitely avoided holding my hands. But what ever public display of affection he couldn’t do with me, he did shower me with anything my heart desired, sparing no expense. He bought me the latest iPhone model. He bought me two closets full of designer clothes. When we retired for the evening we fuck some more and Lindsay would always be watching us. Billy and I often took bubble baths together and later making passionate love under the streaming hot shower. Often times when we were in the shower, he had to lift me up in order for me to kiss him on the lips. I had to wrap my legs around his waist, to keep me from sliding down because he was so tall and I was so short. While we were in the shower, it took his razor, kneeled down with his in my face and began shaving his pubes. Billy loved the fact I was so smooth down there and he wanted to be the same.
(Bi) (mmf) How I met Billy and Lindsey pt4
She didn’t know when it became official but after spending a lot of time together they were dating. But their relationship was sexless. Billy kept saying how he wanted to wait till they got married. They were dating for 8 years. And true to her word, Lindsay was very faithful to Billy. She stopped prostituting and became the woman behind Billy’s rising military career. But than the Panama war started and Billy was to be deployed. So the day before he shipped off they got married. They didn’t even have sex on their wedding day. He just went to war. Lindsay knew he was gay from the very beginning, but she didn’t care. He was the only man that treated her good. But than there was another war, the first Iraq war.
(Bi) (mmf) How I met Billy and Lindsey pt3
The morning of my birthday I woke up to a ring from Billy’s cell phone. I was surprised by the call coming from the wife of the man I just had sex with. Billy and Lindsey lived in Seattle. It had to be 2 am west coast time. Without thinking I answered. Her tone on the otherside gave away her surprise. She knew right away who I was. Without a fluster her southern bell charm greeted me with a happy birthday. Her first question to me was how was it having sex with her husband. She eased any concerns I may have had about talking to the hysterical wife. If anything see was pleased and more than relieved to know her husband had sex wth a sexy young bisexual Asian male.
Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]
Chained and Spanked Mother, by DiscipleN
. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . .
Chapter 8
Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.
His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.
(Bi) (mmf) How I met Bill and Lindsey pt2
After the shower, I dried off and laid myself on top of the bed. He changed into his robe in the bathroom. That was when I knew he was feeling a bit self conscience about the scars all over his body. So before he got into bed he turned off all the lights. While in bed we cuddled for a bit. And soon I started kissing him. He was much more receptive now. The next thing I did was go under the covers and sucked on his cock. He began to moan and groan really loud. It was the only a few minutes of cock sucking when he exploded his love juice in my mouth. At first he kept saying how sorry he was for cumming so fast. I told him I loved the taste of his cum and swallowed all of it. I than told Billy, now that he got his first shot out of the way, the best anal sex is with a cock that just shot his load. I asked if he didn’t mind that we went bareback. He didn’t objects. So I sat on top of us crotch and tried to put his limp dick in my ass. There I started grinding his pelvis in the dark, all the while trying to keep his soft cock inside me. While riding on top of him I felt this need to keep on kissing him. He returned b kissing me with more passion than any one has ever kissed me before. Not once did he react to the cum still on my lips and tongue.