PRIDE & Punishment – [FF, BDSM, Pervertable]

Pip Jones pushed their protest signs aside to clear space, hearing the poster board and plastic handles hit the floor with a clatter, before she hopped up on the table. Leaning down to bite Cora Jameson’s bottom lip, Pip wrapped her long, pecan-colored legs around Cora’s bared, aspen-shaded waist. Pip smiled against the shorter woman’s lips when Cora’s hands moved higher up her thighs, lifting her skirt with them.

“Rainbow panties?” Cora laughed and brushed her finger against the brightly colored satin.

Pip shrugged and arched into the touch. “Well, it is PRIDE.” Her breath hitched when Cora’s finger dipped beneath her panties’ elastic hem. “The most wonderful time of the year.”

“Not so much this year.”

Pip straightened a bit at Cora’s bitter tone. Not that she blamed her. Not when, earlier this month, just in time for PRIDE, President Rosen announced his plans to strengthen religious freedom laws. At the expense of women, people of color, and the LGBTQ+ community. Laws that, under the guise of protecting people of faith, sought to strip people of their way of life, their freedom, and their dignity. Pip, as a black, bisexual woman, understood that bitterness all too well.

Stupidest night of [M]y li[F]e

In college, I had been dating Olivia for about 5 months when everything fell apart. It was entirely my fault.
Oliva was perfect and very out of my league. Super smart, about 5 foot 1 or so, with beautiful DD tits, and perfect toned ass and legs because she had recently quit a college sports team. On top of all that Olivia had a very high sex drive. She would sleep over almost every night, and we would have sex multiple times, including the best morning sex ever. Olivia spoiled me to be honest. She had an IUD, so I never had to use condoms, and she never turned down sex, like ever. On top of that we had a bunch of mutual friends and she was from the same state as me so I know we would be able to see each other over the summer.
Of course, everything perfect is too good to be true. Olivia had had many more previous relationships than me even though she was a year younger, and she was very against long distance relationships after a previous bad break up. Due to some miscommunication with her parents about travel plans and different obligations at the end of the school year, I ended up in the school area an extra week while Olivia flew back home right after her last final. After that I wasn’t going home right away because I had a short internship in another different state.
I guess, a little about me is in order before the crazy stupid sex begins. I’m a little over six foot in decent shape, a little muscle definition but nothing crazy by any means. Since I live with college athletes and I’m a NARP, I’ve always felt overwhelmed by my super jacked roommates in the body department. As for my dick, it’s pretty average lengthwise, circumcised, and if anything a little extra girthy.

[MF] Planned

It’s dark now. Not completely, no. The clock on the night stand illuminates the corner in a faint light, declaring the time- 8:04. I was expecting you at 8. I wouldn’t even notice under normal circumstances. Four minutes? There could have been traffic, or you stopped to get a drink at a gas station, or you couldn’t find your shoes right away or any other completely mundane scenario. But tonight… Tonight I’m antsy. Eager. I step to the window and pull the blind aside, peering out into the night. A street light illuminates the alley in a vibrant yellow hue. It reminds me of the color of the moon over a polluted city. I can see rain falling in front of the light- Only in front of the light, everywhere else out there, in the darkness, seems still. I had known, though, it was raining, even before I saw it. I had opened the window sometime earlier- Just a crack- But the smell of fresh rain in autumn pervaded the room some time ago. I close it now. I think that’s best; if the neighbors were to hear what I have planned… What’s going to happen… It could make things rather… We’ll say “awkward.” I stare at the rain falling, lulling, becoming almost hypnotized. Time rushes past me, standing there at my window, watching everything and nothing. I notice the wind picking up as the leaves, bathed in yellow light, begin to sway and dance. I can hear the rain now, the wind picking up the tear-shaped droplets and banging them against my window. And just as quickly as the intensity of the storm (if you can call it that) had built, it dissipated, turning into a mere sprinkle. I can barely even see the rain in front of the light now- It looks more like a haze falling than actual rain.

When I [M]ade my 19 year old summer [F]ling cum 11 times and squirt, before getting caught [part1]

Like I write in my first three stories on here, I had met M on Craigslist. She was 19, brunette, porcelain skin, 5’2″, lovely brown eyes and energy. Half Italian and half Syrian. On our first date we ended up fingering, handjobbing, sucking, and about 2 minutes of fucking in the backseat of my moms car. On our second date we fucked in her dads house when he went to a soccer game. In her bed, in her shower, almost on the kitchen counter, on her dads couch and duvet and lastly, on the hood of my friends car.

So I wanted to up to anti. I was 21. It was summer and I was feeling extra confident with a dark tan from Florida that made my blonde hair and blue eyes pop more. M couldn’t wait to see me. She drive to my house this time. We took her mini coop to a nearby nerighborhkkd and parked.

“Where are we going, John?” M asked excited as I took her hand and we walked out of the neighborhood and down a suburban street. She wore a red tanktop and white shorts. Her small B breasts bounced along with her hair in her shoulders. “Come on.” The streets green trees soon enough opened up to an equally green, enormous corn field. “We’re not going to…” M began and laughed. I was grinning like an idiot.

Mr. Mxyzptlk and the Wonders of Woman: Part 1 [F][Reluc][Exhib][Huml][Comic Book]

[Note: I took this from a recent writing prompt and rewrote the initial setup just a little to better fit with my story idea. The main context is still there. All credit to the originator for the idea. All text beyond the first line break is all me, errors and all. Enjoy.]

**Mr. Mxyzptlk and the Wonders of Woman: Part 1**

Diana Prince was a strong, compassionate, kind, and forgiving woman. She was an Amazon, which meant she was also a proud warrior and a fierce combatant, but things could change, and quickly.

Wonder Woman stood at the podium near the reflecting pool in Washington D.C., the Secretary of DEfense, assorted generals, and representative from the State Department and NATO nearby. She was about to be presented the Metahuman Medal of Valor. A wave of pride swept through her to be able to support her adopted home so well. HEr armored costumed gleamed in the daylight, deep red mytical leathers, the blue, the golden bronze. Cameras flashed, and she let them take her in. People need heroes, needed someone to look up to, aspire to be. Her speech played on that theme, that you need not be superpowered to do good in the world. The Secretary of Defense stepped forward to present her the medal, and the world stopped, went silent. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t move, but she was aware. Birds hung in the sky, Marine One’s helicopter blades were still in the distance as it ferried the President off to another event.

[Game of thrones] set in Ireland (no spoilers)[mf]

After a quick change of clothes on your part we headed off to a nice pub where we could relax and catch up on the news and the flirting where we had left off. We sat for a few hours with a few drinks with feet rubbing off each other under the table, hands brushing and basically any excuse to have some small body contact. By this stage we’re both very aware of the sexual tension and charge that is in the air. In fact there’s so much of it that it feels that if I removed a light bulb from the fitting above us and left it on the table between us that it could still illuminate that entire corner of the pub.

Since you had planned to stay locally with a friend and my plans were with family we’re leaving the pub and both indirectly asking where the other is staying, but both of us not asking the direct question: Where can we go now, because I want you?

“Leave this one to me. Just gimme a minute to call in a favour”

Published
Categorized as Erotica

[FM] A rainstorm, some photos, and oral sex on the London Eye.

For those of you who don’t know, the London eye is a 120m tall Ferris wheel on the banks of the Thames in London.

It rotates slowly without stopping, taking around 35 minutes for a full rotation. The glass walled pods take around 20-30 people each, with a rail around the outside where you can stand and watch the view, and bench seats in the middle. It doesn’t stop to let people on and off, it just moves slowly enough that people walk out one side of the pod at the bottom, and people from the queue step on for their 35 minute ride above London.

It is extremely popular and almost always busy, with long queues to get on during the popular tourist months.

This story takes place during the summer after my first year at university. For once, I have a steady boyfriend. His name is Ben, and I wrote about how we got together [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/67nceg/mf_a_story_about_the_nicest_guy_i_know_and_how_i/). This story takes place around 2 months later.

I’m living with my parents for the summer while Ben stays in London, working on his PhD. (Post doc students don’t get a summer break.) Newly together and all loved up, we’ve been visiting each other almost every weekend.

A small question for this community.

I’m currently writing an actual, real-world novel. It’s a “soft” science-fiction and fantasy story that is, in my opinion, *both* radical *and* tubular. It’s large in scope, aiming for a universe that feels expansive but tangible, and characters that are described in vivid detail, from emotional depth, to visceral setpieces, to pretty damn graphic sex.

My question is: would this community care to read parts of this story as it goes on? Would that be an okay thing for me to bring here? As for the more “official” side of things, would the mod team – and the community – be okay with something like Patreon being linked? If the answer to all of those is a sympathetic but stern “no”, then I, of course, understand. If the answer is “well… what about…” then let’s talk.

White Skank Owned [Mf NonCon]

This fictional story contains significant non-consensual sexual encounters and repeated depictions of a raped woman who desires her (multiple) attacks. Please do not proceed if this type of fiction is not for you. This story is not intended to depict any actual person(s), living or dead. This story is submitted for publication at Literotica but hasn’t been approved at the time of publishing. It was inspired by some posts in /r/rapekink so if that isn’t your cup of tea, then maybe skip this one.

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G: Max! There you are, sit down man, thanks for stopping in.

M: George, what’s up. You know I don’t come into town much. What the fuck do you want?

G: Just to catch up man! The wifes been a bitch lately and the goddamn kids keep me running all over town. Why do I need a special reason just to have a quiet night with an old friend. What? Why you looking at me that way? Ok, fuck, maybe I could use a top-up.

M: Shut the fuck up George. I’m not gonna talk about that shit with you, not here.

Where can I go for sex stories outside of reddit? [M]

This subreddit only produces a good story around once every few days, so I’ve been trying to supplement it with stories from elsewhere on the internet. I haven’t had much luck, though, since what looks like the biggest site—Literotica—is full of stories that are way too long (and their “best of” list is mostly incest, which isn’t my thing). I know good content similar to what’s on this sub is out there somewhere (I mean, it’s the internet), but where else should I look?