Category: sexystories

I missed a night [str8] [fdom] [msub] [bdsm] [FM]

I wake up, in a hotel, with my amazing girlfriend have a night of wild sex. She rolls over and sweetly says “Let’s go again, get on all fours!” as she plus my ass. I get tied to the bed, as is her wish, on all fours. After some rustling around behind me, she walks over so I can see her, with her strap-on on her. She tells me to open my mouth and I suck on it for her, knowing where it’s going next. She pushes it in my mouth, as deep as I can bear. I struggle to take in any more without gagging, but she puts her hand on the back of my head and pushes, deeper and deeper.

I gag and choke on her appendage so she backs off a bit. This will be repeated over and over for the next five minutes. I choke, I gag, and she backs off… petting my head, telling me how good I am. Then she pushes it deeper, holding the back of my head so I can’t pull back. I choke and gag. She eases off after a moment, as I catch my breath her assault begins again. The strap on enters my throat. I choke, I gag, I can’t breathe, I can’t escape. I endure as she moans and enjoys her dominance in our relationship. Read more »

Canvas [Mf][bdsm]

Your body is canvas. Its smooth, pale skin begs for colour. Obedient, you bend yourself on my knee, presenting me your soft rump to paint. You whimper with every strike, every slap as my hand meets your buttocks. You scream as slowly my spanks turn you meek red and stinging. You could stop me anytime with the whisper of a word. But you don’t. You bite your lips, you curl your toes, your pussy drips its juices around your slit. You enjoy this.

I spread you wide on our bed. Your arms and legs bound tight to the corners of the mahogany frame. I invite the neighbours to watch, drawing the curtains and leaving the windows open. You pretend to struggle, shifting and moving against the bondage, pleading for release. I lean into your ear, and promise you just that—release.

The sweet release of pain. You gasp as each drop of wax hits your skin, leaving its beautiful crimson mark. Your face contorts in pleasure as every sensation of hot, burning wax on you brings you closer to the edge.

But that would be too easy. Read more »

The Abducted Librarian is Entertainment for the Sadistic Bikers [Str8][Reluc][sadism][BDSM][Mdom][Fsub][MF][deep throat][oral sex][machine sex]

“I’m going to take you home soon, but know that we own you now. You’ll be coming back, Jane. And do not even think about trying to hide from us,” he explained softly. As he spoke, I felt his lips moving against my ear and his breath against it which pitifully turned me on. “I own you, Jane. Tell me how I own you,” he said, his arm around my waist giving me a squeeze.

I hesitated because I felt like it would be signing a contract. “Jake, I don’t want to tell…” I paused when his grip on my waist tightened, clueing me in that I was giving the wrong answer. I didn’t care at all…until he caught my chin and directed my gaze toward the wall of whips on display. “Yeah. You own me, Jake,” I corrected immediately.

His hand clasped on my shoulder and he turned me to face him, then pushed me down to my knees. That quickly gave me the picture of what he wanted, and I unzipped his pants and took out his thick cock because his perfect cock in my mouth seemed like a much more agreeable activity than anything involving the horrible whips displayed on the wall. Read more »

Fun in the Sand [Str8] [Oral] [Voy]

So this is another story of Lily and I, about two years after Bracelet BJ. We hit a beach town in Delaware, complete with boardwalk and everything. We were wandering around, me in swimsuit and trunks, she wearing a bikini underneath a flowery light blue summer dress and her hair in a ponytail. Big sunglasses, and a beach bag over her shoulder. We found a place to camp out; relatively secluded. We were sitting on a beach towel in the shade of a sand dune, and she had this wild idea. She took her sun dress off, leaving her in this dark blue string bikini. Her tits were fighting the top because it was an old bikini from when she was younger, so her tits were bulging out. She was sitting next to me, putting sun tan lotion on. She looked over at me asked asked if I needed a hand, and I said yeah. Before I knew it, her optioned hand was in my swim trunks and around my cock. She starts jacking me off, and I’m leaning back moaning. The she moves between my legs and does another favorite of mine. My cock out of my swim trunks, she pops her tits out of her top, leans over, and begins to titfuck me. Her tits are so soft and supple, I just love when she does it! And we’re on a public beach on our honeymoon…the danger was there. But she was a little tipsy already, enough to release her inhibitions of doing anything in public. God the sight; her ponytail bobbing; her making eye contact with me, then focusing on my cock; the way her ass looked with her legs tucked underneath. It was phenomenal. I rubbed her back and kept an eye out; we found a secluded spot, but didn’t know how long we had it for before someone discovered us. But Lily didn’t care at the time. So she kept rocking faster, and looking up at me, smiling. Just another honeymoon adventure. I stayed quiet, and before I could tell her I was coming, well, I came. All over her tits and chest, thick white globs in strings. One jet hit her on the chin. She is a reluctant cummer; meaning, she normally doesn’t like getting cummed on. In the heat of the moment she’s ok with it. And if she’s drunk. She giggled, put her top on, and ran into the ocean to wash off with no one the wiser.

The Timestop [Str8] [Fm] [school] [anal] [huml] [cuck] [nc] [Fdom] [Mdom]

(This is my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, or any other kind of fiction, so any and all feedback/criticism is welcome. As long as this does not get completely demolished there will be atlas a second chapter.)

Before I discovered my “talent”, I had lived an unextraordinary life. I had spent my first 5 years of high school with only a small handful of friends and was by no means one of the star pupils or “populars” that you would find in any school. Outside of school my life was equally plain. I played football but was not good enough for any team, mainly because I was extremely unfit, but not fat.

My family were moderately rich, my father a business owner, but not decadent by any means. So, whilst I got most of the things I wanted in life, I was not swimming in cash. The same could not be said about those at my school. The majority of them were extremely well off. The type that spent their summers in the bahamas and their winters in the alps. Many of them fit the normal stereotypes for rich ids too. Most of the boys excelled at rugby and cricket, and most of the girls were hot (as rich girls seem to be for some reason) and usually stuck up. Read more »

Better than Bible Black: Futa Curse chapter 2 [fmast.]

**A/N: just a small teaser. Will update again…**

Leah put the kettle on for some tea to help calm down Evelyn. She leaned on the kitchen counter and tried to grasp the situation. This had to be the creepy book’s fault. Leah was beyond shocked when she walked in to find her friend naked, unconscious, and with a monster cock. Yet, what sent her over the edge was how turned on she got when she saw Evelyn’s cock. Sure, Leah could convince herself that she was only trying to help by jacking off her friend; but, she couldn’t deny the fact that her panties were soaked. She wanted to taste Evelyn’s cock. She wanted Evelyn to fuck her pussy. She wanted to ride that dick until she lost her fucking mind. Leah’s fingers trailed to her pussy, rubbing her slit slowly before slipping in her middle finger. Her hips bucked toward her hand and she curled her finger, trying to find her happy spot. She could feel herself getting close. She jumped in surprise when the kettle started whistling. She panted and shook her head to try and clear her mind. She looked down her fingers and realized how wet she had gotten from fantasizing about fucking her friend. Read more »

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Room 310…The Blowjob [Str8][F4M][Hotel sex][Fsub][First time together][Blowjob][Mdom]

I steal another kiss and he allows me this indulgence. I get greedy and he barks a command at me as he pulls away “*I said GET. ON. YOUR. KNEES, and from this point on if I have to repeat myself…. You will be punished. Do you understand?”* He says with a blank stare almost as if he is looking through me. *“Ye…Ye…Yes Daddy”* I manage to stutter.

*“Good girl”* His tone softer. *“Now how do you want Daddy?”* I look at him. “Oh shit, is this a test, say something. Don’t make him repeat himself. SAY SOMETHING!!!” I scream in my head. *”The edge of the bed please.*” And I wait for him to make a move. Finally he smiles and says *“Would you like a pillow for your knees babygirl?”* I breathe a sigh of relief *”Yes Daddy, thank you.”* Read more »

Donna [Str8, FM, anal, mast]

I met Donna at a colleague’s birthday party. She was this elfin woman, small breasts, thin face, standing at the punch bowl all by herself. It was impossible to guess her age – she could have been anything from mid twenties to mid forties, depending on how the light caught her skin, her eyes, her smile.

“I see the way you’re looking at me,” she said, teeth showing. She had this spicy, Eastern scent, like that summer I spent in Cairo when I was nineteen.

I could feel my cock pushing hard against the front of my pants. “People talk about you,” I said, and she laughed and nodded.

“Punch?” She winked and glanced at my crotch while she ladled two glasses.

Later, as I lay back on her bed, grasping handfuls of the pillow, grunting breaths where I could, she picked up the conversation again.

“What do they say about me?”

Her fingers gripped my cock so hard that the head had turned purple, tugging it like she was trying to pull it loose. But it was the strap-on thrusting into my ass that made me buck and whimper. Read more »

Early Morning Ministrations [MF] [oral] [sex]

Continued from *A Post-Party Party* – links in comments

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We woke in the early morning; rising early after a party is something we both had in common. The sun was barely up, and we could see Frat Row through her windows. The backs of the nearest fraternity houses were littered with red solo cups and bits of clothing. We were never people for Greek Life; the trail club fulfilled that potential void quickly, with our own code, friendships that surpassed any academic major or other extra-curricular interest, and incestuous relationships within the club.

In college I was always curious about if frat parties were as insane as the movies showed, if sorority girls were as slutty as I had heard. Near graduation I was chatting with a friend of mine from my major – we had shared multiple classes over the last four years, and while we weren’t close friends, we knew each other well enough in the academic setting. He was in a fraternity, and a few of his brothers came over to join our conversation on the quad. The frat boys caught up, and one of them relayed a short story about an ‘after-party party’ he had the previous weekend: a three-some with his girlfriend and one of her sorority sisters, who was also a girlfriend of one of their frat brothers. Read more »

Better Than Bible Black: Futa Curse [ff, futa]

**A/N: xpost from a /r/dirtywritingprompt involving futanari, or a girl with a penis.**

The first time Evelyn encountered what her parents considered the “occult” was when she was twelve. All her friends were reading Harry Potter, but her parents absolutely forbid her to read it.

“Witchcraft is from the devil,” they said. “You don’t want the devil to curse you, do you?” they asked her.

Yet, Evelyn smuggled in a copy of the forbidden book and read the magical adventures of Harry and friends underneath her blanket and a flash light. Her world changed. Her blanket became an invisibility cloak and her flash light was her wand casting the “lumos” spell. She had ventured past the forbidden and developed a craving for the dark arts.

Years later, Evelyn found herself browsing an old antique book store. She moved out of her parent’s house and into the big city. She had few friends and found comfort in literature. She happened across the old shop and curiosity beckoned her to peruse what was inside. The store was a library of forgotten lores and books of authors that were banned for going further than society could handle. Evelyn found herself drawn to a mysterious tome, bound in soft black leather. Upon opening the book, she found that it was written in an ancient language. Evelyn was overcome with a determination to translate the contents of the book. She simply had to know what was written. Read more »