Category: sexystories

The Girl with the Blue Beanie (Part 1.) [Str8] [MF] [Public] [Fiction]

*I accidentally put a link in the post so I had to re-upload, sorry*

The evening sun hung low in the sky, bathing the buildings and trees that slowly passed by Zack as he strolled along the sidewalk in golden light, and causing them to cast long shadows over the ground. The cool air was still and quiet except for the sounds of birds chirping in the branches overhead, and besides the rare passing car, the streets were relatively empty. Zack walked alone, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his windbreaker, glancing up whenever a car passed by, and then looking back down towards the ground. His straight brown hair looked like he had recently had a haircut, and his beard was neatly trimmed, but that aside, it didn’t look like he was looking forward to anything. His brow slightly furrowed, his shoulders hunched, he didn’t even look up when he reached an intersection, but just turned left and kept walking. He knew where he was going. Read more »

[blkmail][mast][ff][spank][reluc] – Old Enough to Know Better.

I’m Robin Goodfellow. I write stories for people based on their fantasies in exchange for orange envelopes and upvotes. Yes, I’m needy, no I’m not sorry. There’s a whole cornucopia of carnal curiosities in my post history.

If this titillates or terrifies or troubles you, PM me, help relieve my all-encompassing ennui.

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A premium rate text number costs about $50 to set up and then about $40 per month. Best money I ever spent. The game works like this:

The room is dimly lit so that the girl in front of the laptop is cast in a stark blue light, all shadows and sharp angles. The low light levels cause the webcam image to pixellate and sputter, turning black whenever she leans away from the screen to reach for her drink. I assume her name is Stephanie, but she calls herself Steph. Her long brown hair frames her face and spills over her shoulders and breasts. She purses her lips thoughtfully as the next challenge flashes onscreen: _Turn around and wiggle your butt at the screen: 25 points_. Read more »

A monster hunter makes a feline alliance [F][fantasy]

”As many times as we go here this place never stops being revolting.” The hunter muttered beneath the helmet and pulled a boot out of what might just be monster excrement if luck was on their side. “Whoever named this place the rotten vale really hit the nail on the head so let’s get out of here as soon as we can right champ?”

The hunter’s trusty Palico didn’t respond, just inspected the desolate landscape from the top of an old rib cage.

“Find any sign of them?” The hunter asked and kneeled down next to the small feline as the Palico pointed at a carving half covered in dirt and worse on a massive discarded old bone. “Alright let’s see if its enough for the scoutflies to get a scent through this stench.” The hunter noted and waded over to the bone and dug the carving free. “Looks kind of like you.” The hunter noted back to the Palico that looked on from the rib still. With a private smirk the hunter held forth the scoutfly cage and the small glowing critters buzzed around the carving of a feline creature for a few moments before taking off. “We’ve got a scent, let’s go!” The hunter called with renewed excitement and took off running after the flies. Read more »

Violent Practice [MF][Fsub][reluc] (someone suggested I should post this here on DPP)

*(So yeah, I posted this as a prompt on dirtypenpals, and I got a comment that people here would like it, so I figured why not post it here as well. Keep in mind it’s purposely open-ended because it’s technically meant to be played out with someone else.)*

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I’ve always been an overachiever.

I don’t think any of my friends were surprised when I graduated med school, and quickly found a home in a well-regarded residency. Vitamin C has never been a struggle for me, the good girl with the perfect track records, with piles upon piles of recommendations, and a spotless smile. And this collecting experience was just another step in my immaculate ascenion of the career ladder.

Right?

Well, sorta.

It does help to have genuine drive to be the best, and I *do* have just that.

I want to help people.

I want to treat the wounded and do my part, however little, in unburdening those around me.

But they don’t know the ugly truth that fuels my motivation.

They don’t know about the way my papa drank, and pushed his wife, my mother, against the kitchen table. Read more »

D-13: noir complet [MF][French]

*Two months ago I met a girl online. Problem: I was about to move to another city and wouldn’t be back before early April. We took that as an opportunity to learn to know each other before meeting in real for the first time. What started by innocent conversations became a steamy stream of erotic games. She is on family holiday now with absolutely no chance of sexy time between us anymore. To make her wait until we meet for the first time, I decided to write her a short, erotic story a day until we meet in two weeks. This is the third one.*

Le bandeau qui me couvrait les yeux dans la main, j’ouvre lentement les paupières de crainte d’être éblouie. Rien ne perce l’obscurité totale. Pas un souffle sur ma peau nue, pas un bruit dans mes oreilles ; seule la châleur presque suffocante qui déjà fait perler de fine gouttes de sueur me permet de garder un contact avec mes sens. Je me laisse pénétrer par ces ténèbres. Read more »

Aunt Mary [F/FM][Spanking][Sex][Fiction][FDom][FSub][MSub]

**NOT my story but one of my favourites from the days of something called USENET from the steam aged Internet that I recently rediscovered on a Blog**

 

My wife Sara and I play spanking games. We take turns spanking and getting spanked and after a spanking, or sometimes a pair of spankings (one for each of us) we always make love. I think I enjoy the spanking play more than my wife does.

 

She plays though, and sometimes she is the one who suggests a spanking. When it is her idea, I am usually the one who gets the spanking. Our spankings are not very painful. I spank her with my hand. She spanks me with a paddle, because I can hardly feel her hand spankings. When she uses the paddle the spanking stings, but just enough to be exciting.

 

That has been fun, but last weekend we had an experience that was the most intense and exciting I have ever experienced.

Sara’s friend Mary was visiting us for a few days. Mary lives out of state, but was in town on business. Of course, Sara insisted that Mary stay with us. Sara and I both enjoyed having her there. It is more fun to enjoy your home town, when you have an out of towner to show around. Read more »

An erotic dream[Mmf][Msub]

A Five-star hotel, Los Angeles, California

The pool glistened under the translucent glass dome. It was silent other than the soft lapping of water, the hotel bright and vacant.

Crouched half-naked, Alessa had woken moments ago in the tan recliner by the poolside, her whole body aching. Sitting up, she’d glanced down and her blood-soaked thighs and hardly believe what had happened to her.

Earlier, her fiancé, Jose, had asked her to deliver some documents to the hotel where he was working. She remembered pacing into the room and being wrestled from behind, her mouth being smothered and lapsing unconsciousness. After that, it became fuzzy, like some erotic dream, in which she was surrounded by a man’s breath, shackled by his strong arms, contorted around his torso and used like a toy to satisfy his desires. She’d felt herself open up to him, her body ravished and pulsating; a burst of pain as he pushed himself into her as she cried out. And this man, the one in her dream – it wasn’t Jose, her fiancé.

But now, looking between her blood-stained thighs, her body a mesh of aches and sores, she knew it hadn’t been a dream. Read more »

D-14: le parc [MF][French]

*Two months ago I met a girl online. Problem: I was about to move to another city and wouldn’t be back before early April. We took that as an opportunity to learn to know each other before meeting in real for the first time. What started by innocent conversations became a steamy stream of erotic games. She is on family holiday now with absolutely no chance of sexy time between us anymore. To make her wait until we meet for the first time, I decided to write her a short, erotic story a day until we meet in two weeks. This is the second one.*

Il aura donc fallu que l’on trouve un arbre au tronc un peu plus massif que les autres. Je savais bien que cette robe à fleurs fluide allait lui faire son petit effet dans les allés du parc. Je n’avais cependant pas prévu que ce long baiser devant la fontaine allait autant m’émoustiller. C’est les joues rouges qu’en un sourire je l’ai pris par la main vers la zone plus boisée et moins arpentée. Read more »

The Party [Str8, MF, voy]

As you coast down the long winding driveway, the house comes finally comes into view. It is imposing, but elegant. The brick facade is interrupted by the stone accents around the windows. The gardens Leading to the entrance are neat but unfussy, and the first blooms are just peaking through.

You pull to the entrance and a man in a red coat opens the door and offers you his hand as you exit the car. You are careful as you swing your legs to the stones as the long black dress you are wearing has a slit nearly to your hip, and your are wearing nothing underneath it.

You hand the valet your keys and walk to the large iron front door. An older man in a tuxedos welcomes you and notes the locations of the bar, restrooms, and catering.

Not exactly sure what you are doing there you thank him and find your way to the bar. You knew Jack in high school, but haven’t heard from him in years. You knew he had started his own fund after leaving his firm, but hadn’t heard much else. Read more »

A University Affair [voy, Mf]

English Lit is boring save for one reason: Emily, the spooky chick that sits a few rows over from me. Her raven black, short hair and neat bangs frame a pretty face done up in all the colors of the goth rainbow, and I find it fascinating how she can make it look natural without going overboard.

Aside from that, her body is killer. Tight black jeans grip a firm ass and fit thighs, and her usual band t-shirt rocking some obscure musician often stops at her naval, her bare midriff a sign that she must spend time in the gym; flat, but defined. Not to mention her tits fit in to a tight bra, every once in a while when she leans forward I catch a glimpse of some cleavage and I can feel a hard-on rising.

Today was like any other day. I watched her lean forward, exposing a hint of cleavage that elicited a sigh from me, and then she pushed her hair behind her ear and watched our professor closely. I thought he was boring, Mr. Boren. His droll-delivery of Shakespeare and whatever often had me in tears from being so tired. She, however, always paid very close attention. Read more »