[FM] Went to her house and drew on her back with markers

This was all through tinder. I’m a 22 year old virgin who listed myself as an artist on my profile. I match with a 26 year old woman who is a pastel goth. Ton of facial piercings, a bunch of tattoos and colored hair. Heavy, heavy makeup. She calls herself plus size. She sends the first message saying she wants me to draw on her and feel like art, nothing sexual.

So I say lets do it, tonight, and she gives me the address. I get to her place at 9 and meet her at her apartment. We chatted very little, barely said anything. I just got fucking lucky.

She was kind of cute, but only because of the heavy makeup. She was busty and chubby. Tall, about 5’9 or 5’10. Wearing a black rubber dress and leggings.

We just, hang out in her room and talk. Play with her cats. Just hang out and talk for a while. She makes us both coffee. We keep talking. I ask to cuddle but she turns me down. She keeps turning me down and down, saying she doesn’t want that. We talk some more.

Adventures in Aquamarine [Mdom] [fsub] [bdsm]

The whisk scraped harshly against the side of the bowl, echoing throughout the still house. Rain pattered on the windows, in the typical northwest fashion, with a steamy haze on the windows betraying the chill in the air outside. Within these four walls however, all was toasty and warm. Emma hummed to herself as she poured the last of the filling into the pie shell and began to weave together the strips of crust on top.

She wore teal panties which clung to and revealed glimpses of her pert ass within the twisting straps and a simple white apron that did little to keep her bosom from bursting forth, confident that her actions in the kitchen would rouse him from slumber soon enough. Aside from those two items, she only wore her collar, a simple leather affair, designed for play more so than fashion. The house was filled with the scent of cinnamon, with just the slightest hint of brown sugar making itself known. Flour coated her hands, with little puffs of powder along her abdomen and thighs where she’d been careless in wiping away excess. Her long hair was bound up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of the way.

Adventures in Aquamarine [Mdom] [ fsub] [bdsm]

The whisk scraped harshly against the side of the bowl, echoing throughout the still house. Rain pattered on the windows, in the typical northwest fashion, with a steamy haze on the windows betraying the chill in the air outside. Within these four walls however, all was toasty and warm. Emma hummed to herself as she poured the last of the filling into the pie shell and began to weave together the strips of crust on top.

She wore teal panties which clung to and revealed glimpses of her pert ass within the twisting straps and a simple white apron that did little to keep her bosom from bursting forth, confident that her actions in the kitchen would rouse him from slumber soon enough. Aside from those two items, she only wore her collar, a simple leather affair, designed for play more so than fashion. The house was filled with the scent of cinnamon, with just the slightest hint of brown sugar making itself known. Flour coated her hands, with little puffs of powder along her abdomen and thighs where she’d been careless in wiping away excess. Her long hair was bound up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of the way.

Watching You Work [M/F, Voyeurism]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Peter was true to his word. Any time Kat initiated sex—lovemaking—he was more than willing. He’d even taken to waking her in the morning before he got up to go to work with gentle, arousing touches and long, lingering good morning kisses.

They’d had more sex in the past two weeks than they’d had in the past two months.

And it was great.

It was.

But something still felt off. Something was still missing.

And it was driving Kat crazy.

She wanted to make love to Peter. She loved making love with him. So what was wrong with her?

She stared off into the afternoon light through her study’s bay window, her laptop resting on her legs. She looked down at the words she’d just typed.

> *Kendra moaned as Jae raked his nails down her back, his touch scouring down her skin as she came*.

She sighed. Rough sex. Sexy raunch. Kinky love. This was what she how made her living now. And it did very well for her. Her books were top sellers now. National chain stores had her stories ready in stock. And Max was organizing her sixth book tour with ten stops crossing the country from coast to coast.

A dream of lions

The Jeep is pulled up under the shade of a monkey-puzzle, fifty yards from the watering hole. You and the other tourists wait, breath held, as the crickets sing in the dusk. The lioness and her cub, who was drinking from the water for the last few minutes, looks up towards you. You freeze, caught for a second in the power of her stare, hypnotized by the green flash of her eyes. Then she stretches and is gone into the darkening savannah.

The horizon is a band of red gold, giving way to peach and oceanic blue and a spatter of stars.

‘Ok,’ says the guide, ‘let’s go.’

There is a cab in the Jeep where the other tourists ride, but you stay out on the tail. You close your eyes, bathe in the warm air and the fragrance of the land. You are overcome by a sense of peace, of silence.

Then the wheel hits a rut and you are thrown into the night. You fall quickly, awkwardly. There is a pain like thunder in your leg. You pass out.

Deep into Horror [M][F][fantasy]

I was barely a man when I first felt the warmth of a woman. But unlike most, my experiences delved into more horror and the bizarre than the average person’s sexual experiences. My first encounter with a female was none too different than the average persons; however, she differed from most woman in that she was more cruel and her demeanor most sinister. Despite what I had heard about woman being these things, she was different. She wanted to punish rather than love, and hurt rather than comfort. Yes, I was terrified when I woke her, but I share no regrets in my actions, nor would I change the past if I could.
It happened one night when my parents had been away on vacation, leaving me in-charge of our home. I had just finished my first semester in college when I returned. We lived far from any neighbors in a house surrounded by wilderness, with a long, twisted driveway separating us from the outside world. Our home was old, and from what I could gather its previous occupants dabbled in the macabre and worshiped the devils whom I did not believe in. However, I had taken more of an interest in the unknown. Studying the works of authors such as M. R. James had me wanting to experience the paranormal more and more. Recently a friend from the university-whom I shared my hobby with-had given to me an old game that they had played when they were a child. My friend had added that it could allow a person to talk to the other worldly. I had told him prior to this of the history of my house, and they insisted that I use it to gain knowledge of the premises. I thought this was silly of course, but I entertained the idea of the Ouija board and brought it home. My friend had agreed to come by and assist in the seance, but had an assignment due, cancelling in the last minute. I decided to try it myself; having no other friends to conduct the ritual with.
I surrounded myself with candles and incense to add the appropriate abeyance and turned the lights down. I started out by asking if I was alone, or if anyone was out there. I asked for a name and prompted for information on the past occupants of the residence. Nothing happened of course. I moved myself from the board game and into the kitchen to fix myself a light snack. Growing increasingly bored I headed into my bedroom to scan for adult content on my computer. I was a virgin with no girlfriend so it was only natural that I would masturbate – quite often actually. I had just pulled my pants down and pulled penis out when the lights went out – shutting off the computer and ending my session. Leaving my room I ventured out to solve the problem so I could return to my business. Half-naked I left my room and started through the house. I made it downstairs when the hairs stood on end and I could feel the glare of something nearby; watching me, studying my every movement. I comforted myself deciding that it was merely the darkness of my surroundings and nothing more. I started to move when it spoke. Leaving me cold and shriveling with fear.
“Tell me boy. What were you trying to do when you decided to call out to me?”
Its voice pierced my ears with coldness and disdain.
“Perhaps you wanted some company on this lonely night? Or perhaps you wanted something more?”
I turned then and saw two glowing red eyes moving in unison. I started to run, but it was quick to grab me, forcing me to a prone position and breathing into my ear.
“You do not know what you allowed access into this plane. Through your perverted seance I will demonstrate to you what fear is. You will regret all you have done.” She hissed as she went on. “You are mine now; mine to do what I want with – in this life and the next.”
I felt it grab my penis and squeeze with a grip that sent me into convulsions. I felt it grope my testicles leaving me to let out a squeal that only excited the demon. I whimpered, fearing for my very existence. “I can smell your unbaptized soul mortal. And taste your fate.” It bit my ear then. Blood trickled and my eyes watered. I was rolled over suddenly where my gaze met hers.
Her eyes were lifeless and terrible. Red as the brightest of blood, that seemed to burn as hot as fire. Her skin was pale, and grey. Her lips were full and as black as night, with teeth that of a savage beast. Her hair was long and radiant, with curved horns poking out. Her cheek bones shown were pronounced and complimented here face. Her neck was slender which lead to her bosom which she had on display. The daemon’s breasts jiggled as she moved. I took notice of how voluptuous they were; perfectly round with hard black nipples that suited them well. Her abdomen was tight and her hips carried the authority of the noblest of women. Between them was her pussy. A magnificent one, with a well groomed strip of hair. Between her lips I spied her clitoris, which bulged outwards; dripping with excitement. Despite my fear of the situation I felt my cock start to grow, burning with desire to have her. Feeling my growth and noticing me expect her body she spoke.
“You seem to enjoy what you see mortal, allow me to give into your pleasures. But be warned! You will be damned for your actions!”
She moved suddenly downwards and wrapped her mouth around my cock. She sucked it with a force greater than any hurricane. She licked and bit as I cried in agony and ecstasy. She moved with quickness as she jerked me off and sucked my dick, squeezing the very essence from my being. I could feel her move her hand around my testicles, massaging them with an intense force – suddenly, and without warning she shove d her long finger into my asshole. I jerked, but she held on. Tightening her grip as my body squirmed and writhed as I laid helpless to my predicament. She made me her prisoner and I was powerless against her.
She went on like this. Vigorously striking my penis, and massaging my prostate. I could no longer contain myself. I off loaded my sperm into her mouth. Causing her to choke and release me for but a moment. She moved and looked at me with disgusting surprised. I quivered at this. Wishing I could have lasted longer.
“You dare fill my mouth with such filth! Have you any since in this life that you wish to end it early?”
She barked as I cowered before her. She meant was she said. I pleaded with her, begging to be spared of her wrath.
“How childish you are. You will now do for me what I have done for you.”
She moved then and placed her enormous ass over my face. Before setting it down and smothering me I caught a glimpse of it. It was round and jiggled with vibration. It was the biggest ass I had ever seen – on the internet or in real life. I caught a glimpse of her asshole. That pulsated as she moved over me. She set it down on my face. I fought for air as she gyrated her hips. I found her vagina and began to taste it. She moaned as I shoved my tongue into cunt; licking both her pussy, as well as her asshole. She groaned and I could feel her fluids soaking my face. I was able to free one of my hands during all of this and felt it was time to for revenge, forcing my index finger into her asshole, while I bit down on her clit. She screamed like a banshee and sunk her head towards my cock, which found its second wind. She began to move her hand around, as she flinched. Her ass bounced, smacking my face. She had squirted all over me then. I could hardly breathe from it, thinking I was to drown in her sticky juices. She then rolled over and lied on the floor next to me. My dick still hard I managed to stand up. She stood too, both our knees shaking while we faced one another.
She was shorter than I was. I snorted a bit at her size. She started to blush in embarrassment.
“No being has ever brought me to orgasm so quickly before. You are indeed a special case. I think I will enjoy you more.”
Feeling proud of myself I embraced her. We kissed and shoved our tongues into one another’s mouths. Exchanging our fluids, we tasted one another, while caressing each other’s bodies. I laid her down and positioned myself between her legs. She opened them and allowed me to gain access – stealing away my virginity. We connected then as she engulfed my penis as I pushed into her pussy. She was tighter than expected. Her pussy was warm, and provided me comfort. It was softer than anything I could have felt. I moved it quickly inside of her, my balls smacking the space between her anus and vagina in rhythmic motion. I squeezed her breasts as we made out; all the while giving into each other’s lust and passions. I kissed her neck, bit her earlobe, and moved my mouth around her opal colored nipples. I licked the areola and bit the tit. Sucking what I could for nourishment. She scratched my back and pulled my hair. Moaning in euphoria, and panting like a dog. I pulled out then, rolling her over and positioning her to the knees. I plunged my dick again and her back arched as she screamed with pleasure. My ears burned at this and I moved in and out with ferocity. She too smacked her ass against my hips and we moved together as if we were dancing. I would smack her ass occasionally, allowing it to echo down the halls and through the old house. I pulled out suddenly. My penis was dripping wet; spreading her ass-cheeks I forced it into her tight little anus. She coughed and started to breathe deeply. It was tight, I could barely move it. I went slowly at it. I could see her turn her head to my direction. Tongue out like an animal; she accepted what was being done. I started to groan, losing myself in the whole situation. I bent over to kiss her as she was turned towards my direction. We sucked on each other’s faces as I pulled at her nipples. It was too much to handle. I ripped it from her, and threw my dick at her face. She had squatted with her mouth open; thirsty for my sperm I squirted it all over countenance, into her hair, and onto her chest. It was so much, catching the both of us off guard. Having exhausted my resources I fell back, sitting and tired from the marathon. She licked her lips and exhaled deeply. She looked at me approving of my efforts.
“You have proved your worth.” She spoke, almost out of breathe. “I will spare your life, but be weary. I will be back for more. Don’t run or hide from me. I will always be close by, watching you from the shadows.”
I grinned at this; reassuring her that I looked forward to it.
“Oh! Is that so? Know this, next time it will be your ass that is violated. Be sure to practice and get it up to par until then. I won’t go easy on you.”
She smiled and giggled. I gulped, and nodded to her. Unable to speak I knew I was hers, now and forever.

Unwinding After Work [Futanari Deepthroating Story. FutaxFemale]

Closing the door behind her, Amy dropped her keys onto the floor, kicked off her six inch heels, and leaned back against the locked door of her apartment. Her hands reached up to snatch the bun from her blonde hair, freeing it and letting it fall over her shoulders and back, dropping into elegant and lustrous waves. She sighed, racking her painted fingertips through her hairline, her body aching from its long day at work.

From around the corner of the apartment’s hallway, in the living room, she heard the faint soundtrack of a video game – along with its many sound effects. Her roommate was home. Ashley. Amy gave a sigh of relief, realizing that she had a chance at unwinding – and unloading.

She unbuttoned her black blazer, tossing it to the floor with her keys. Then shifted her short pencil skirt down until it was around her ankles. She kicked that off as well, leaving her in her panties and pantyhose, which were being stretched by her increasingly growing erection. Freeing it, and pulled down both undergarments, stepping out of them as well, leaving her in her white button up blouse, showing just a glimpse of her generous cleavage.

Thanksgiving fun [MF]

This account is a fairly new account, but my husband and I shared an account that we deleted. We posted some stories of our sex adventures, so feel free to ask.

We recently decided that we were going to keep the fun between ourselves and just post pics every now and then. This weekend just happened out of the blue.

My husband had some friends over for thanksgiving dinner, which is usually small for us. One of his friends spent the night at our place since it was a long drive for him and he didn’t want to hit the Black Friday shopping traffic heading up north. This guy is like a brother to him and I also know him very well.

The next morning my husband went to work fairly early, but I was off from work. My husband’s friend, Gary, was still sleeping when I got up. When he finally got out of bed and made his way to the living room, he was clearly shocked to find me there.
He wasn’t shocked because of the fact that I was home, but it was due to what I had on. I honestly wasn’t trying to seduce him, but it was my usual outfit that I wear to bed. I had on a nightie with no bra and panties. The nightie just barely covers my ass, but it leaves nothing to the imagination.

[Roleplay scenario][FM][cheating][bondage][rape] The Love Potion (x-post from /r/gonewildroleplay)

*Original link: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildroleplay/comments/5fb1pa/roleplay_scenario_the_love_potion/*

*This is a scenario I’m going to enact tomorrow night. It’s a rare occurrence where my sub will take a more dominant role. I think we’ll have a good time with it.*

**The Love Potion**

*Characters*

Fröken Johansson (Ms Johansson)
A fawning but volotile young woman in her early 20s. Her previous entanglement with Mgr Larsson has left her in an obsessed state. She is convinced that Mgr Larsson and herself belong together. She is sweet and caring, but can switch to a irrational and even violent side if her world view is threatened. Classic yandere.

Magister Larsson (Master Larsson)
A late 30s teacher at the college where Ms Johansson attends. During a time of marital turbulence, he has had the bad judgment to engage sexually with Ms Johansson who welcomed his advances. He has since tried to repair his marriage. His wife has no knowledge of his indiscretions and he prefers to keep it this way. He has tried to distance himself from Ms Johansson but finds it hard. Both because her insistance of appearing seemingly out of nowhere and in part because of his lingering attraction to her. Mgr Larsson has been known to have a darker side when provoked. Once at a certain point, he can become aggressive and careless. Something that excites Ms Johansson more than it frightens her.