As you kneel there on the bed waiting, your senses are heightened, at least all of them except for the one that I have revoked from you. Inside your core an electric ball of nervous energy pulses intensifying everything from your heartbeat to your nervous breaths. You feel the blanket beneath your legs and on your fingertips with a new awareness noticing its texture with an acute awareness that you know has only been brought on by this moment. Your freshened mouth salivates with anticipation and you strain your ears listening closely for the slightest sound. The only thing you have to calm your nerves are the deep breaths you take in through your nose that you release slowly from your mouth. As you breathe a sense of longing and desire that has been bundled inside of you for so long, perhaps your entire life, feels like it is coming alive for the first time.
Category: sexystories
Alone with Ashley [mf][inc]
[This is a work of fiction. Feedback is appreciated!]
“Later, dork!”
Mom and Dad had barely pulled out of the driveway for their three-week vacation through Europe when Ashley grabbed the car keys off the pegboard and headed for the door. Knowing her, she was going to her friend Simone’s house. She and her friends would “pre-game” there on wine coolers before ending up at some big rager at Brian Conrad’s or David Spilman’s since their parents never cared what they did.
“Where are you going?” I asked from the family room couch, only half interested in the response.
“None of your business!” she called back before reconsidering. “Actually, Simone’s! I don’t know when I’ll be home so enjoy your alone time, loser!” I heard her laugh as the kitchen door slammed shut behind her.
“I hope you crash!” I yelled back.
We’d always been like that, Ashley and I. Sure, we teased each other every chance we got and we had terrible fights, but when it came down to it, we had each other’s backs. She was two years older than me and the popular one of the two of us – the blond girl-next-door, honor roll, captain of girls track, chorus, student council. A good girl with just a little streak of bad running through her.
Lily’s Quest – Part Two [Mf][oral][fantasy]
Hey! I’m back with chapter two of this smutty fantasy story. Looking for as much feedback as possible, so if you leave a comment with your thoughts, I’d be very appreciative. Hopefully, this isn’t too long for you folks.
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Chapter Two – The Company of Garrello Ostinar
Lily walked down the wooden flight of stairs and into the tavern’s food hall. The hall was filled with about twenty or so folk, most of which were men. Eyes all over the room looked at her, some stealing quick glances whilst others stared obviously. One man, sitting on his own near the front, had a devilish grin painted across his face as he drank up Lily’s petite body. Her insides fluttered with excitement from this new form of attention.
She returned the devilish man with a faint smile, and then walked over to the tavern bar. The only two people seated at the bar were two peculiar looking figures: one a slight-built man wearing a long turquoise cloak, and the other a bulky brutish man, wearing a battered looking breastplate, and a longsword clasped to his waist. Both the men where murmuring amongst themselves very quietly, clearly not wanting to be overheard. Lily thought better of it than to seat herself next to those men, so she sat several seats along.
The photographer alone – [Mf][NC]
He has been tailing her without her notice since she got on the highway. He doesn’t know where she is going, but that isn’t a problem. He can be very patient. He can wait. Wait until she is alone. Vulnerable. His to take.
She’s going to a bad part of town. A bad part, one of many. But this one isn’t so bad during the day at least. Mostly abandoned. Ruined. He has an inkling now. He has seen her tumblr. Her photos of ruined places.
He grins. This is perfect.
As she stops he drives past. She doesn’t seem to notice him. One of many cars driving nearby. He parks well out of sight and takes the bag from the passenger seat, pulling the cuffs out and into his pocket.
The building she chose is abandoned. Broken. Desolate. A metaphor for the city perhaps. For what he will do to her? But he has seen her photos. She will find beauty in it. If she has time. Maybe she will find beauty in his plans as well.
He walks carefully, an eye out for her, but she has gone inside. He feels flutters in her stomach. Adrenalin. Excitement. She has no understanding of what is to come.
Izzy and Bea: An introduction [FF][Les][oral][sensual][dirty-talk]
This is my first go at publicly sharing one of my stories…. This particular one is from a series of short stories I’ve been writing about the main characters, Isabella and Brook. This story is written from Brook’s perspective… Hope you all enjoy! Any feedback is much appreciated!
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I woke up in the middle of the night after a vivid dream and couldn’t get back to sleep. I tried reading my book and admired Isabella as she slept, the sheets half covering her naked body. I felt like the luckiest woman alive to be able to call Izzy my fiancée, her long red hear, blue eyes, and sexy Australian accent made my heart melt. As I drifted back to sleep, I reminisced on the first time I met her. We were on the local beach, our dogs started to play together. We made casual conversation; while I tried my best to not obviously ogle her perfect 5’6 110lb frame in her nearly absent bikini.
His best friend’s mom [MF][Cougar]
Jonas had not expected to find anyone in the kitchen when he walked down to fetch something to drink for Ellie and him and almost ran into her mum Miriam who was going flicking through the pages of a cookbook.
“Oh hi, sorry I didn’t see you. Just going to fetch us something to drink.”
“All fine. Hey, are you going to stay for dinner? I’m just trying to decide what to cook.”
“Uh, I wasn’t going to, I need to catch the train at six, still have work to do for university.”
“Alright, you can still help me decide since you are here.”
Jonas moved a bit closer to take a look at the pages, and for some reason he felt his neck hair stand up a bit all of a sudden. It creeped him out, sure the got along quite well but all of a sudden thoughts were crossing his mind that shouldn’t. He looked at a couple of pages but couldn’t really concentrate on anything and then he made an irreversible decision. His hand reached out and found its way down into the backpocket of her jeans almost on its own, making them both look at each other in shock.
A Daring Move [Mf][oral, mast]
This is the first story I have ever submitted. Fiction tied with fantasy. Just testing the waters!
“Ma’am?” the technician asked, stepping into woman’s bedroom where she had last spoken to him.
“The network cable…” he stopped abruptly.
The young woman he had spoke to less than an hour ago was no longer folding her laundry on her bed, instead, she was sleeping. The man’s lips parted and let out a breathy groan as he saw what she was wearing, or rather, what she wasn’t. She wore a simple cami and boy-shorts. She lay on her side with her legs parted slightly giving the technician a perfect view of the crevice between her legs. He followed her legs up to the breasts that were barely covered by the laced tank top she was wearing. Her auburn hair fell short of her shoulders and her breathing came in slow, steady breaths. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she rolled onto her back and parted her legs a little more.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He thought to himself.
Road Trip pt 2 [mf] [oral]
After a night of making love, we eventually fall asleep. I wake up first and watch you sleep for a while. You’re so sweet laying there and I can’t take my eyes off you. After a while, I decide to wake you up. I decide everyone likes waking up to sex.
I slowly pull the blanket off of you and stand at the foot of the bed. I get on my knees and put my face next to your pussy. I slowly lick your pussy starting at your clit and working my way down. I move up and down, mostly playing with your clit. You start writhing just a bit as you start to wake up.
You wriggle a little more as I lick your pussy. Soon, your head pops into my view as you look down at me. Our eyes lock, in my view is your pussy, tits, and face. You see me face deep in your pussy. You’re moaning now because it feels so good.
Once I realize you’re awake, I say “good morning” and stand up. You get mad I didn’t finish the job, but I tell you I have a plan. “Put on your bikini, were going to the beach.” You do, still wet from waking up.
A fine vintage [Fm][Fdom][mast]
*”Running late again, Renny”*, he thought to himself, as he raced his bike through the crowded streets and alleyways of Paris. It would take him a great deal of effort to explain to ‘Miss V’ that over sleeping was a good enough reason to not show up for work on time. His studies kept him up late nights, due to the short summer semester abroad and working part time at Mrs. Verduin’s wine shop filled up the rest of his schedule. He hardly had time for a social life or to enjoy the rich culture and social life that Paris offered.
Still, he had learned a great deal about wine and vineyards from Miss V. A widow herself, she took over her the shop and the vineyard from her husband, who was once the associate of her father. It was her families vineyard, but her husband worked with her father before they were even dating to establish their label and storefront. It was there that they fell in love and it never would have succeeded if not for his efforts, but her father was gone for several years and her husband having tragically died in a plane crash about a decade ago left her in charge of all of it.
My Slutty Teen Slave [Mf] [bdsm] [fsub] [mdom] [oral]
My Slutty Teen Slave
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When I was twenty, shortly after I broke off my year long relationship with a girl named Natalie, I started to search adult chat sites for female submissives. I talked with a few, but none of them were quite what I was looking for.
One night, as I sat on the couch in my apartment, I pulled out my laptop. Within minutes I found a possible submissive, who listed her name as Jess18. I sent her a quick hello, and she replied, seeming flirty.
“So, I heard you’re looking for someone who can hold you down and have their way with your helpless body? ;)”
It took her a minute to reply, but she said, “Ohhhh yes :) are you that guy?”
“Maybe. We’ll see ;)”
We chatted for about ten minutes. I learned that her name was Jessica and she was a high school student on their cheer squad.
“Oh really? I’m James. Are you a senior?”
“Nope! A junior. I’m only 17. Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone here :)”
“It’s our little secret. I’m twenty, by the way.”