The School For Filthy Girls (Part 1) [ff] [gag-spit] [domination]

Mom sent me here. Said I needed to be in a place where people were like me, but a boarding school? Hmm.

My name is Amber. I’m only 16, and I think I’m fairly normal looking. I think I’m a fairly normal person, but it is so hard to know that for sure isn’t it? Look, point is, I don’t see why I need to be in a special school now.

Geometry, first thing in the morning. Room 253. Here we go I guess…

“Ah, are you Mrs. Graves?” The teacher asked, in his masculine voice. It seemed so out of place in an all girls school.

“Yes.” I replied. Assigned seating I presume.

“Take a seat in that empty chair in the back there, between Emma and Taylor.” The Man said. He seemed rather nice really.

I took my place at the three person table between Emily and Taylor, who gave me a wave. So far nothing terrible has happened yet.

“Alright, let’s get started!” The teacher began. “I want you to think about a line in space…”

Seducing the paladin [FF][Fantasy]

”We’ve been on the road for two weeks, you’ve gotta give me something.” The sorceress said as she studied her travel companion in the light of the camp fire.

“There’s not much to tell you don’t already know, I’m a faithful follower of Paletius and I’m here to protect you.” The young paladin noted looking out into the darkness, watching for threats no doubt.

“We’ll I’ve been reading up on Paletius, and from my research gather he is all about gathering and sharing information right?” The sorceress began innocently, laying the groundwork she was going to build her case on.

“Of course, that’s why I’m escorting you.” The paladin noted stoically. “It’s an honor to get to explore the lost library of Proudstone with a researcher as prolific as you.”

“Yes yes.” The sorceress dismissed the praise with a wave of her hand. “But part of the duty of every follower of Paletius is also to spread his light isn’t it? Revealing truth to the ignorant.”

“I suppose so.” The paladin said hesitantly. “That is mostly the domain of the lightbringers though and I’m a-“

[Str8][mF] Wearing Auntie’s Panties

I was supposed to be home alone that day.

At least that was the plan.

It was the break between college semesters and I was staying near the beach with my uncle and his girlfriend, Pam. The plan had originally been to come down with a pal and spend the week blowing off steam before classes started back. A supervised vacation in the eyes of my parents–one where I couldn’t get into too much trouble since there was adult supervision.

But at the last minute my friend had to back out. I could have just stayed home, but instead I was excited. This presented me a different type of opportunity. I packed up my suitcase with swim trunks, jeans, t-shirts…and a week’s worth of panties. Some of them were purchase, but most were secretly pilfered from ex-girlfriends and relatives. I could hardly contain my erection on the drive down wearing pink, nylon panties beneath my shorts. I planned on indulging myself all week with my little stash.

But that changed the first night.

Taking a shower I glanced in the laundry basket and caught a glimpse of Pam’s panties. It wasn’t a tiny, uncomfortable thong or boring white granny panties. They were black satin with a red rose pattern.

My Daughters Affliction [Ff] [incest]

“Honey?” I said, opening the door to her room.

There I found her facing away from me, one leg up under the sheets, her bed shaking as she furiously masturbated. I found her like this every morning – unable to contain herself.

“Honey, finish up please. We have to start your schooling for today.” I said.

“Mmmmm…” she moaned in acknowledgement.

I left her to finish. She had to be home-schooled of course, as she would suddenly get the urge and be unable to resist in public. She was only 16, so we still have a while until to figure out how she will cope with living like this. My idea is to get Emily a good boyfriend – someone to be sexually comfortable with her and help satisfy her and allow her to handle life.

Her face was almost always blushing – her horniness was constant with sudden spikes that led her unable to hold back. It seemed sometimes random sometimes predictable.
As a single-parent I’ve been the sole provider of all her education and treatment. I’ve taken her to developmental psychologists, doctors, anyone who will try to help, but none of them are able.

[MF][Video game][Rated MA+] Dead by Daylight Explicit Fanfic – The Nurse’s Calling

The Nurse’s Calling

I sighed deeply as night after night I found myself here, trudging through the darkness, the moonlight illuminating my way forward. There were others like me, sometimes we would help each other sometimes not, either way it didn’t matter to me. I’d learned all I needed from this place and escaping from here had become nothing more than a simple chore. Still, I guess in not really knowing what else to do; it was time to get to work.

x x x x x x

In this perpetual night time she sat glancing over at the shiny hooks which swayed slowly, their presence almost commanding her; waiting patiently for a sacrifice. She peered through her veil into the sky, the light weave concealing her cold lifeless face. In her hand something surged, she swore she could picture a few steps in front of her, blink and she’d be there; a power she didn’t quite understand. Suddenly she heard a sound, the faint hum of a generator starting up. She grasped at her rusty blade and stood, floating a few inches above the ground as if she were weightless under a moonlit night.

The Motivator [M/F] [prost] [oral]

“You can do this, Mike. You can do this. You’re ready! You couldn’t be more ready if you tried.”

Michael Young said those words again and again as he paced restlessly in a small conference room. In just under an hour, he was scheduled for an interview that might very well determine the course of his life. He’d been busting his ass, working long hours and late nights at this company for nine years. After all that time and toil, the opportunity he’d been hoping for came along.

Six weeks ago, a new senior executive position opened in a newly-formed department. Whoever got that job wouldn’t just be taking over for some old employee who retired. They would be in a position to forge a bold new path for themselves and the company. It wouldn’t just be a promotion. It would be a clean slate with which to build a career to call his own.

Michael had been searching for that opportunity since he graduated college, having gone into debt and lived in crappy shared apartments for nearly six years. He only recently began driving a car that was less than 10 years old. Just paying off his debts wasn’t enough, though. Michael aspired to something more.

[MF] Crossing the Line

We’ve been dancing around the issue for weeks now. Years of built up sexual tension, extra long hugs, oversharing.

But now we’ve danced closer, we’re playing with fire. Dodging closer then jumping back, hiding behind jokes. After your last picture, I can’t take it anymore. I’m getting in my car and driving across town.

I knock on your door, wearing a long jacket. When you start to ask what I’m doing there, I let my coat fall open to reveal the lingerie beneath. You start to ask another question, but I cut you off with a hand gently across your mouth.

“We have to at least see, right?” I ask as I wrap my arms around your neck and push you toward the wall. “It’s worth a shot.”

I press myself into you until your back is against the wall and look you in the eye before pressing my lips to yours. I can feel you starting to grow hard in your basketball shorts as you hungrily kiss me back. Years of built up desire are released as our tongues tangle together.

You pull back and look me in the eye.
“You sure about this?” you ask.

Mandi owns my cum.(MF, Femdom, cum)

A couple years ago I was in a really stupid and difficult situation. I had just broken up with my girlfriend (Mandi) of 2 years and it was not on the best of terms. She said she wanted to explore her options, to travel, and have fun before she settled down forever. That bitch, how could she do this to me after 2 years. Things had not been all that great lately; We hadn’t had sex in 2 weeks. I guess I should have seen it coming. Instead I got shitty about it and yelled at her, she yelled back and now we are in an awkward state of silence.

The breakup wasn’t even the worst part. No, the worst part of this whole situation was that we still had a month on our lease and as newly graduated university students, we couldn’t afford to move out or ditch the lease. So, here I am stuck in a 1-bedroom apartment with my ex girlfriend for a month. My parents offered I am quite possibly the dumbest son of a bitch ever.

Shiver down my spine. [MF] [Str8] [Kinda vanilla?] Repost of my own OC 1yr ago. Conclusion in the comments.

Cross posted @ r/Erotica

Written over two lunch breaks. I’m always horny at lunch time… go figure. ;)

Hope you folks enjoy reading it as much as I did writing. Based on a semi-real event. I took some liberties with the details.

Feedback is very much encouraged. I hate posting these things and only getting tumbleweeds as a response. I’d like to know if I’m any good at this stuff. Ya know?

Feel free to ask questions etc…

We hadn’t seen each other for years, but our chats on the internet as of late have been getting kind of, well… steamy. Nothing specifically overt, but suggestive and sultry, and just really hot. Oh how I revel in the wonderful age of social media.

So I’m a little nervous. We’ve been talking about seeing each other for a while, but it’s a long distance thing now. She only comes into town once in a while to see family. This visit though she says she has some time. We’re going to meet at the boardwalk on the beach.

It’s sunny and warm, just on the edge of hot but not quite. Enough to make you sweat a little, but it feels good when the breeze kicks in.

Party Favors[M/F+M+FF/MM/FM][Bondage][Reluctance][Group]

Well , it all started out as a great day at work. So feeling like celebrating the conclusion to the week , a shower and dinner , then out to get a drink. As I got up to order my drink , I couldn’t help but notice the single demure woman at the end of the counter, I told Frank my favorite bar back at this spot , to get her what she wanted too. I did it just for that off chance of recognition, no strings attached. I picked up my drink and headed around towards the dance floor. This disco had been a great place for several reasons , the disc jockey , was incredible , the moods and music were hypnotizing , and the lighting effects simply amazing, the DJ toyed with to the rhythm of his beats as he skillfully blended like each new song was a natural extension of the one before it.These club nites were always worth the trip ,and although the club was bi-sexual in its crowds , it was always a fun time getting into dancing and the women … wow … there were some lovely women, from time to time that came thru ,that for a primarily straight guy , just made my mouth water,and me beg the gods for any sign of acknowledgement. Mind you , I had always enjoyed a good blowjob , no matter who was giving it to my happy penis with a mind of its own.