Surrender [oral] [anal] [dom] [m/f]

His hands explored her like so many busy bees on a honeycomb. His fingers brushed lightly against her sides, tickling her with soft caresses. Emma felt the goose prickles rise on her skin; his touch was warm against the cool night air that blew in from the window slit. Don't let him do this. her mind screamed. You just met him. But she could not listen to her mind. Her body wanted him and she had to obey.

He had a body straight out of a magazine. Six-pack abs and thick arms rippling with muscle. A head of dark hair and a clean-shaven face. Blue eyes that twinkled like stars in the night sky. His breath tickled her neck, soft and warm against her skin. He had her pressed against the wall, arms pinned above her head and she was helpless to stop him. She didn't want to.

He kissed her, lips like lightning that sent a jolt down her spine. Their tongues wrestled slippery and rough and hers yielded to his. Sweat and cologne wafted into her flared nostrils, the raw, real scent of him. It was too strong a cocktail for her; her head swam from the smell of it. Read more »

Catching Her [MF] [Msolo] [Voy] [Mast] [Cheat]

Rainy days. I love them. The dark, overcast sky. The low rumble of thunder in the distance. The overwhelming urge to be lazy. They make the perfect excuse to duck out of work, get home well before the kids do, undress, and relax naked for while.

Being so early in the day, I expected the door to be locked. Being so early, I expected to find the living room still a mess. Being so early, I expected my wife to still be asleep on the couch.

When I slipped in the front door I found the living room to be quite tidy. I found the couch empty. I even smelled a bit of Clorox and saw that the dishes and counters were clean. I was pleasantly surprised.

Mindful of the cleaning my wife had done, I slipped my work boots off and placed them out of the way of the door. I passed through the dining room, where my desk is, and dropped off my phone and cigs. I padded lightly across the kitchen towards the bedroom. Since I didn't see her, I figured she was in the bathroom. Knowing how easy it is to scare her, I figured it'd be fun to sneak up on her. Read more »

A Boring Weekend Turned Wild [F] [bst] [huml]

It has been another long week and I had finally gotten back home, the only greeting I get from my German shepherd, Dante. Of course there was some tidying up to do, but that doesn't take too long when you've had the practice and you take some shortcuts. A lot of people look forward to the weekend, but in reality I don't have that much to do really; maybe watch a film, browse the internet, go out with friends? As it turned out on that particular weekend, my friends were busy or had other commitments. My collection of films? Yeah, that's why they're a collection – I've probably watched each of them at least six times and finally decided to slot in the corner.

So, in the end, the internet is really my only choice, but I was hardly in the mood for that. Nearly four months ago, I broke with my ex of five years and I had been taking it pretty hard. The tearful nights were done after the first two weeks, but I was still stuck with this void in my life that didn't easily fill. Read more »

In control for the very first time

Note:This is my first full length story and first erotica. It is still in progress any criticisms would be appreciated.

I was laying in my room when I rolled over and looked at my phone. It was another text from her. Memories came pouring back into my mind while I just lied there under my sheets. I remember how just talking to her got me turned on. How the color of her hair was among the most erotic things on the earth. I tried to talk to her and have sex with her but it never worked and now I'm reduced to the occasional message,but when I read this one it was different… Very different … I open the message and see a video and watch it. Automatically my penis springs to life when I see her masturbating in front of the camera. I just watched it until it ended and then saw the next text."Oh shit! You weren't supposed to get that!" Again speechless I just sent back "Well…. I got it." And began to work my hand down to my dick with lite strokes almost to orgasm already. Read more »

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The New Neighbor

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Cheryl walked outside her door to a bright and sunny day.

"Lovely," she said out loud as she made her way to her car. Hitting the button to unlock the doors she noticed a moving van in the neighboring driveway. Had someone finally bought the house? She was still a bit early to meet her girlfriend Sharron at the mall so she decided it might be a good idea to meet these new neighbors. She walked around the white fence that separated the driveways.

There was movement inside the van. "Hello?" she said. "Is someone in there?"

The movement stopped. A moment later a young man hopped from the back. He was roughly six foot with blond hair in an almost crew-cut style. His build wasn't particularly impressive, but he could have been military. "Ugh," thought Cheryl. Military men had never been her thing, even less so when she was cheated on by her ex-husband who had been a military man himself. She ultimately chalked it up to her going for something outside of her normal preferences. It never would have worked out. Read more »

Proper Respect [FM] [MDom] [bondage]

Mild domination: the carrot is mightier than the stick.

Though it's the measured look in his eyes that always makes me tremble, even just the smell of him gets me hot. That's never more true than when he leans over me like this, his teeth nibbling on my neck and his cock twitching deep within my slit. I'm already gasping from the two orgasms that tumbled so quickly after the other they were nearly simultaneous. His hands move away from my breasts to caress down my thighs, encased in long socks by special request. His strokes become long and languorous: enough to keep me moaning, but not enough to build me to the next precipice.

My legs tighten around his waist. I know I can't persuade him to change his mind but I try anyway. My voice takes on a sweetly pleading tone. "More. Please, more."

With a handsome smirk, he pulls his cock back until only the head remains lightly rocking at the very opening of my pussy. Teasing me. "Only if you ask with proper respect." The light, even whisper didn't need volume for me to recognize the demand behind the words. Read more »

I Seduced My High School English Teacher.It Was Totally Worth It [fM]

“Blood, sex, and death.” Those were the three things Mr. Fitzpatrick taught us were part of every gothic horror novel. He was the high school english teacher I hopelessly crushed on, and I couldn’t help but notice that his eyes lingered on me when he said the second word. Sex.

I was a senior then, about to graduate. Glued to my seat even in the late, late spring when my classmates were terminally zoned out, focused on graduation, the summer ahead of them, college. But I still had unfinished business here, and today he was wearing a black tie over a light blue button-up and jeans that were just snug enough to drive my imagination wild. When he perched on the edge of his desk reading from The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, I let my eyes wander up and down his body, imaging a new use for each part.

He was the new cute teacher this year, the one the girls whispered about between classes. Mr. Fitzpatrick is looking good today. I’d tried to pretend I wasn’t one of them before, it’s not interesting to have the same crush as everyone else. But his charm was undeniable, who else could make the classics so sexy? Every day when he taught his inflection would bounce up and down with passion as he taught us about Bram Stoker and Shirley Jackson. Read more »

Marks, a short poem bout when dat bitch be scratchin you and shit

Her hands rush over my body like the tide rolling in. Slowly, creeping up to my neck but then, quickly retracted so she can run her nails down my chest one more time. The marks that she leaves are the best part. An orgasm will come and go (no pun intended) but the deep scratches she leaves scattered across my torso will stay to remind me. Each one like a snowflake, individual in its own right and always different from the last. Everytime I see them in the mirror, for one second, I can almost be back in that moment. I can feel her nails digging into my skin out of pure pleasure of that one instance. I can hear her soft moan rolling out in ecstasy, with hot breath being rushed onto my neck. Oh how she feels pressed against me… Just to relive that moment in the blink of an eye makes me bite my lip and want more. My lust for her is insatiable and the marks she leaves only serve to remind me how much I need her touch.

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Kristie and Arthur, Pt 2 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

“We got the rest of the night to ourselves,” Kristie said as she and Arthur walked out the pub’s door.

“Are you sure it’s okay with Hailey and Glenda?” Arthur asked, watching Glenda lock up the pub.

“Relax. Glenda offered,” Kristie said. “She gave us her blessing.”

“Blessing?” Arthur said incredulously. “She’s gone out of her way to keep us apart for the last three days.”

“It was just a test to see if we can still work together; and we passed.”

Arthur smirked and took a deep breath through his nose. “Nearly failed half a dozen times. I can’t keep my eyes and my mind off you.” Read more »

Kristie and Arthur, Pt 1 [mf/oral]

Author's Note: This is an excerpted sex scene from a novel I'm working on, so the details of the characters' descriptions aren't mentioned much in this passage.

For your imagination: Kristie is 23 years old, has long blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is average height, has a trim and fit hourglass figure, with long legs, and DD/E-cup breasts. Arthur is 26 years old, has short red hair and blue eyes. He's a bit on the short side, but keeps himself in good lean shape.

Feedback is much appreciated.

Arthur was more nervous than ever. With Hailey gone, he was now alone with Kristie, in a dark room, on a couch.

During the movie, Kristie had progressively made herself more comfortable, going so far as to rest her head on his lap. She had asked him if it was okay, and he had of course said yes, but all the Red Stag and beer he had drank was doing nothing to calm his nerves. He had been sporting a semi since the second she had first laid her head on his lap. Read more »