The abduction of Willa [nc], [bd], [MF], [kidnapping], [blkmail], [celeb]

The doorbell rings at the exact time. You are punctual, just like I asked you to. As I look at you now on the screen that shows the video feed from all the different security cameras that I have installed on the perimeter as well as inside the building, I fell my level of adrenaline rise. Finally, I will meet you. Finally, I can make you understand that I only do all these things to you because I like you so much.

You look around nervously, waiting for something to happen and I push the button for the door. It buzzes open and you enter the house, taking a look behind you as you step over the door sill. While you walk down the narrow hall, you unconsciously scratch your thigh just above the striped overknees. I figured it would be a nice bonus if you wear the same clothes as in the video I have of you when we meet for the first time. In some steps I can sense the doubt and regret you have. Showing up here in what is, judging by the way you both act on the video, a special outfit for your boyfriend must have been really hard for you. I mean, let's face it. You are going to see a guy, who is blackmailing you, but show up in the outfit you had an obviously great sexual experience in? And I know you enjoyed it, I've seen the video a million times.

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 5 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 5

I needed a snort of that coke and I had it before I even left the driveway, promptly backing into our mailbox two minutes later, and that made me laugh and swear and try it again. That pill hadn't been enough. Two pills and a hit of coke, now two hits, it wasn't enough. Not for a day like the one I was having and I wasn't in a mood for more family court in my kitchen.

"Fuck him." I shook my head, driving slowly because I knew I was fucked up.

I went to Gary's house, but it was dark and empty, like he'd said it would be and I frowned. I wanted to be with someone who didn't care. Who didn't have a family. Who could just help me relax, and thinking all that, it made me wonder why I'd thought of Gary. I wanted him to have sex with me, probably. I frowned at that thought too. Gary was an asshole. I hated him. So why had I come to his place? Because he'd give me more coke and then have sex with me, call me a whore and humiliate me and not give a shit about my problems.

My First Time Being Sold [MFF] [non con]

This is a sequel to Hot cold and sold but it hopefully is also a stand alone story.


It was terrifying. My master, the one that created me… The one that broke me down and made me his piece of meat… The one that trained me to crave and obey… He sold me.

I don't really remember a life before Master. Blindfolded in his basement was all I wanted to remember after a while. I let everything else go so he could use me as he pleased. So I could be his toy… And he sold me.

I was bewildered and terrified. Master let another man fuck me, and then just shrugged me off.

Before I was reduced to this he had promised that it would never happen. That I would be his one and only. I had what was somewhere between one and several hours in the back of this stranger's van to think on that promise.

I had been beaten, used, chained, blinded, and left to nothing for what may have been days at a time; all the while happy because he wanted this, so I had wanted this.

How are you supposed to wait an entire week when you know you’re going to have the hottest sex of your life? Part 2 of 2 [MF][oral]

Part 2 will not be as sexy for you if you don't read Part 1 first (same title). (Edited for formatting error.)

It's been a restless week since I last saw you. I've gotten up in the morning, gone to work, gone to lunch, gone back to work, and gone home again like always, but I'm especially distracted this week. Every time I caught my legs naturally falling open under my desk, I couldn't help but imagine your tongue between them.

The day I've needed for so long finally arrives and I'm basically a zombie the entire day. Can't stop thinking about what I'll wear, how you'll be in bed, what you might ask me to do. I spend way more time than necessary going through my bra collection in my head, trying to pick which one is sexiest without trying too hard.

Just as it starts to get dark, I pull into my parking spot at my apartment. My phone vibrates.

italicsI'll text you when we close up shop for the night. I'll see you soon.italics

My heart jumps. I go into the apartment, make myself a nice dinner, and try to relax in the bathtub. Before I know it, you text me again.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Threesomes solve everything. [FFM]

I just had the most wonderful experience last night and felt like I should share it will y'all.

Context: I'm a 19 year old female. I have this friend Tyler (M,19) of mine that I have been sleeping with for about a year now. We've been getting pretty close lately both romantically and platonically. Last weekend we had a night of trying out various kinks and started to talk about our own kinks. In this he mentioned that he wasn't really into the idea of a FFM threesome because he felt like there wouldn't really be enough to do for everyone, an idea which I tried to correct given some experience in that area. He was more interested in the idea of a MMF threesome (he likes gangbang porn).

Anyway, he also mentioned that night that a friend of his who he had slept with was coming to visit the next weekend. I was pretty bummed by this news because I've probably gotten more attached to him than I should be.

First threeso[M]e with married couple [M/F]

This is my first story about my experiences with male/female couples. Everything below is true to the best of my memories. More to come if response is positive and if I have time.

Written on mobile, excuse me for my speeling/punctution mistakes,

A little about myself- Generally a nice normal guy. Good up bringing, went to college, got a good job. More shy than forward, but grew into my looks and gained confidence in my 20's. Never had trouble attracting girls, just wasn't the player type. I am the type of guy that you would never expect to cruise adult websites seeking out sexual encounters, but we all have are skeletons in our closets…I moved to a progressive city, much larger than my midwest hometown and college town. I was in my early 20s. Feeling my new sense of freedom with little people knowing who I was I felt like I could step out and explore my sexual fantasies. I was always fascinated with adult personal sites adultfriendfinder/Craigslist and so on. I would cruise the ads and look at profiles with no real intention of meeting anyone. But, being generally in good shape and having a nice cock soon attracted people. After talking with a few, I started noticing couples being into me and looking for me to join. Like most guys a two female threesome is always on the fantasy list, but I soon started getting excited thinking about being with a committed married couple where I am their play toy. With Craigslist being huge in my area I decided to put up an ad of my own seeking a couple. It was a very simple ad, stating what I was looking for and a bit about myself. Nothing obnoxious or gross, but did add a pic of my cock. It was a Saturday with plans so I figured I would keep the night open working on my new adventure. I quickly got the usual responses, druggies, weidos, gay guys…then around 7pm, I got a real response…

Two Sex-filled Days (Part 1)

It started last night. My [f] husband [m] had been showing the signs it had been too long since we had sex. It had been a week (thanks to work & kids) and I too was finding myself quite frustrated as well. After falling asleep early the night before, I awoke around midnight to an empty bed. The light was on downstairs. My indication that my hubby was likely taking matters into his own hands. I immediately got hot and wet. The thought/sight of my husband masterbating has always been BIGGEST turn on to me so I immediately undressed, grabbed my phone, took a photo of my breasts show casing my perfectly perky hard nipples with the caption "I'm horny". He was in the bedroom in seconds.

He slipped under the covers and spooned me. All he was wearing were his boxers. His body pressed against mine and I felt his hard penis brush against my ass. It throbbed as it tried to escape the confines of his boxers.

The Leggy Blonde (now my Girlfriend) Part 4 [MF]

I awoke to find Olivia’s head on my chest and her leg thrown over across my own. The cool warmth of her negligee pressed between our skin, warm from us but the silk was so light it still felt cool. She was gently playing with my chest hair and I could feel her smile against my chest. She couldn’t tell I woke, so I groaned a bit and put my arm around her before giving into the demands of my still heavy eyelids.

My dreams were more like memories; maybe I wasn’t even fully asleep but in some in-between, reliving the last 7 weeks together, the happiness, the smiles, the sex… oh god the sex. Every time we found ourselves lost in the other… Each time memorable for its own reasons: the acrobatics, the new positions, the hot sweat beading on our skin or just the passion driving us. But this story isn’t about any of those times…

Eight Halloweens ago [M/F]

I didn't have time to find a proper Halloween costume, so I improvised. With a white t-shirt, a low-cut black minidress with long sleeves and a hemline that shot skyward when I bent, a white headband, a black scarf that covered my hair, perilously high heels, and a necklace borrowed from a roommate with the Christ in agony, I made a passable mockery of a nun. My boyfriend, lover, dom, who was completing a residency in internal medicine at the time, dressed in a hospital gown as a patient.

We partied at a night club in the city. I danced with him but not to the exclusion of many others. The men touched me on the floor, their hands fondling my chest, brushing along my legs, grabbing my ass, reaching underneath the skirt. I allowed the tongues of strangers to slash between my lips.

Though our relationship had always been open, the boyfriend was noticeably jealous. His eyes showed a steely glint, his face a frown. Despite having given up the habit a month after we started dating, he told me that he needed a smoke, which he materialized from a pocket, and took me up a flight of stairs, through a maze of corridors, and onto a balcony. He inhaled deep drags out of the joint while I sipped from my bottle of beer. We made small talk in the brisk autumn air.

I’m back: Sex with a girl while her religious friend watched [m/f]

Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. (New stories will come I promise). Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy:

Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.