Battle Rayale [MMMMMF]

This is my first time writing up a formal piece! Hope you enjoy.

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Battle Rayale

Jonathan sat mesmerized by the clinking, the shaking, the jiggling. His eyes snapped back to the flashing in the foreground. A large cooking knife sliced the air against a long steel rod.

“You like what you see?” She asked with a smirk.

It was the laughter of his four best friends that brought Jonathan back to his reality. He chuckled shyly remembering where he was.

It was his 27th, a bit of a milestone for him as his father passed away at 26 oversees. His buddies took him out for a big treat. They had gone to this tittie bar before, but had never gotten the VIP treatment. This is what lead these five fine fit gentlemen to be basking in the presence of the bronze beauty Ray. Rachel, as her mother called her.

You see, the VIP treatment entails a private night of fare and entertainment. The men are treated to Ray’s refined skills in the kitchen, drinks, and a show all for their viewing pleasure. The luxurious meal is prepared before them by Ray… covered in chains. Read more »

Looking for something to read!

Hello , so I’m in search of free reading material that involves some crazy fetishes of mine and was wondering if someone could point me in the right direction? I’m wanting some dirty, kinky, futa, fantasy beasts or even normal beast erotica that is free to read . It doesn’t have to be just futa it could be chicks or dudes but I was driving home the point of nastiness ! Any help in this would be great .

[MF] Losing My Virginity On a Post-Graduation Vacation

It was a sunny day in late November. I’d not long since graduated high school, and full of youthful energy, and a naivety and enthusiasm that only a lack of exposure to the real world can bring, I embarked on a week long holiday with four of my closest friends at the time to a sleepy little town in coastal Australia to celebrate our achievements by abusing substances, and attempting to sleep with complete strangers. I wasn’t much of a “party hard” kind of guy in high school. I’m still not, but I wasn’t then either. With a little bit of soul searching and pressure from my friends, two guys (Declan and Lewis), and two girls (Jess and Sasha), I realised this was a literal once in a lifetime opportunity, and I should seize it with both hands. Read more »

[MFM] My boyfriend and his best friend tie me up and share me all night

This is the absolutely true story about how I [22F] was tied up, tortured, spitroasted, and in total fucked four times in a row by my boyfriend and his best friend. A proper MFM that lasted all night. All of this was safe, sane, consensual, and fucking amazing. Try it sometime, folks!

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It’s a Friday night in my apartment. Which means, as per usual, I’m ready to have a good time. My hair is tied up in a bun of red braids, and I’m wearing shorts and a top that barely covers my C-cup breasts and slim waist. After all, I’m relaxing at home; there’s no sense in covering up. Very casual, very revealing.

To my right is Aaron [23M], my boyfriend of five years. He is a curly-haired brunette with a thick beard and gauges in his ears. Think lumberjack, but a little more polished. He’s generally reserved, until you get him tipsy enough, in which case he’s a total deviant.

To my left is Jack [27M] , my boyfriend’s best friend. He is tall, lean, and looks a little dangerous. His smile is wide and feral, and when he laughs, it fills up the room like thunder. And if Aaron gets a little more outgoing when drunk, then Jack turns into a downright leading man. Read more »

[M]y first time with a MIL[F] 30 years my senior…

This happened to me when I came back from school for the summer, (I won’t say what school, I was still quite young. But I was 18)

Ms. Garcia was my parent’s neighbor. A widow, that inherited a large amount of money when her husband died in an accident. Thanks to this she was basically a socialite who traveled, decorated her home, and had multiple hobbies. Not a bad life for a 40 y/o woman.

I had begun to study piano and asked my parents if they knew anybody that had a piano I could borrow to practice, and they mentioned that Ms. Garcia had a beautiful piano that “didn’t really get much use”. So later that day I went to her home to ask if I could borrow her the piano for a few days.

When I rang her doorbell, she took a while to open the door, until a bunch of middle age ladies came out of her house with workout clothes and yoga mats. When I finally saw, her I realized that I did not know what I was expecting. Basically Ms. Garcia had spent a lot of her time working out, so she had become a sensual skinny woman, with huge tits, and great legs. (My type) She was wearing workout clothes, yoga pants and she was quite sweaty, I assumed she had just finished working out. Read more »

Young erotica writer seeks erotica expert

Hey there, how’s everybody’s day/evening going? I suppose I should remember my manners and introduce myself… My name is Anna, and I’m on a search currently for the writer I’ve always dreamed of: this writer will be capable of telling an unbelievable and competing narrative, detailing every last bit down to the crack in the wooden floorboards. I’m looking for the best, and I know he or she is out there right now… Someone who can tell stories that could easily be the next Hollywood blockbuster, and stories that will keep a girl like me warm on cold nights with its detail.

I ask because I wanted to propose an idea… Basically we each give each other prompts for what we want the other to write, and then we send them later on. I have many romance ideas (with adult themes obviously) that I’ve always wanted to see brought to life in top notch quality and detail, and I promise I can deliver in return if you take a chance on me. Read more »

Topping from the Inside: Disease as Domme [fF]

My new mistress rules my world. Since she came around, my social circle has constricted; often, it’s just us. I’m complicit in this, of course. Because I’m so completely in her thrall, I’m shy about introducing her to my friends.

It took me a while to fall into my role as her sweet sub. Five times now, she has thumped my chest so hard my lungs collapsed. She sends me breathless to the hospital where she asks her white-coated conscripts to remove my clothes, pierce my skin, send poison into my veins and press me supine where I lie, benumbed and confused and at her mercy, for days.

Jealously, she does not allow me to exercise, and that means no sex. “I’m maybe starting to have feelings for this guy,” I once ventured, “He’s totally vanilla, nothing like you…” but I couldn’t finish the thought. She curled her lip and spat, “Do you think he likes bald chicks? I’m going to yank your hair till you weep. It’ll come out in fistfuls. You’ll wonder if I will ever stop, you’ll google pixie cuts and worry it’ll never grow back.” Read more »

[M]y [F]irst Ginger

Twila. Crazy. Wonderful. We fell in love intensely and fast. Red little bush above the most incredible pink slit. And pale white skin. I actually found a video once of a redhead called “Chair Breaking Orgasm,” and she is so close to Twila that I go back and watch that video often.

I met her in a college writing class, and we bonded over our mutual hate for one student. The first night we went out, we had drinks at a bar then I kissed her against her car in the parking lot. After making out, she lurches forward, stares through me and says, “Oh my god! Jesus. Fucking Christ.” She grabs my hand and puts it down the waistband of her skirt and guides it to her mid-thigh, which is wet. My eyes pop. She drags my hand up to her slit, and she is gushing. She is dripping all the way down her leg. She says, “No one has ever, ever done this to me. This has never happened before. Follow me to my house.” I say okay. Read more »

A repeat customer [fM] [Mast] [second person].

(Part two of My previous post)
All that week you can’t stop thinking about the experience you had with Zach. The thought of those powerful hands caressing your body popping into your mind at random times. Making you wet with anticipation and soiling yet another pair of fresh panties. It’s been the focal point of every orgasm you’ve had since you came, lying on his table, your honey soaking through the sheets.

Each new orgasm seems slightly less vibrant than the last though. Like a heroin addict chasing the dragon you crave something more potent. Something to bring you that high like the first. Your own hands just aren’t the same. You want his.

You find yourself dialing the number of the clinic, almost without thinking, fingers trembling as you hear the low beep of the other end ringing. “Hello, Eternity health and wellness, can you hold please?” You hear the voice of the perky receptionist chirp into the line. Then before you can respond you’re listening to smooth jazz the kind intentionally produced just for phone systems and elevators. Read more »