The Good Slut (Part 1) [fMM]

This is the first installment of a two or more part series entitled "The Good Slut." Part 1 is largely a setup for Part 2 but the length warranted a split. The premise is about what happens when a woman craves sex just like a man but is socially adept enough to know not to let it define her reputation? Find out in the first installment of "The Good Slut." If you haven't read my other stories check out my submissions on my username

Nothing made you cringe more than when you heard another woman say it – “How come when a guy does it it's acceptable but when a girl does it she's considered a slut?” The way the entire argument was framed was what you hated most about it. It was a proud display of ignorance at the very moment the woman speaking it was certain she was making a point. Whenever you heard these words spoken you automatically scanned for the nearest exit. And it happened more often than you ever would have imagined like a karmic curse for having thoroughly embraced the title but only in complete secrecy.

First story I ever wrote for an old FWB. [FM]

​ It's a later time in life, and we are living on our own. I have a small get together, close friends only, and you are of course invited. We talk and joke and play games, and it gets really late when everyone else leaves. As you are leaving you discover your car has a flat and you have no spare. You try to call some people to pick you up,but it is too late. You ask if you can stay the night and I kindly let you stay. I show you to the guest bedroom and I leave to shower. You sit on the bed then hear the water running. When you hear the water turn off you venture to find me. You walk into the master where I am and discover me wrapped in just a towel. You start to turn around but I tell you to stop and that its fine. You walk in and ask if I had any extra baggy clothes that you could wear as pajamas. I tell you to come with me as we go to my closet. You look through some of my baggier things as I put my hand on your back. You continue looking but are a little bit shaken. You find a couple things and turn around abruptly and end up very close to me. My hair is still wet and dripping and a strand has fallen out of line, you push it behind my ear and I suddenly grab your shirt and pull you even closer to me. We look into each others eyes for a quick moment then suddenly our lips meet. I start feeling up and down your back as you hold me by my hair with your other arm around the small of my back. I stop the kiss and start unbottoning your shirt. When I get to the last button I rip the shirt off you then pull your undershirt off. I start kissing you all over until you stop me and pick me up and take me to the queen bed in the middle of the floor. You throw me down and my towel comes undone. You take the towel off of me completely and throw it on the ground you pin my arms above my head and start gently kissing my neck and chin. You meet my lips again and get rougher and harder. You move down my torso, already wet from my hair, and continue your roughness. When you reach my chest you let go of my arms to squeeze and pinch my breasts. I start to moan quietly and you smile. You kiss my stomach and continue moving down with your lips, but keeping your hands where they were, until you get to my pussy. I'm wet and ready, but instead you tease me with your fingers a little bit. Touching and rubbing, but never letting me get too far. You stick one finger up me and use the other hand to continue your fast paced rubbing. I look you in the eye and ask you to please eat me. You smile as your mouth meets my pussy, you start licking rubbing all the while fucking me with your finger. Just as I am about to have an orgasm you pull away and smile at me. I sit up enfuriated at your stopping when you kiss me on the lips again. I pull away and unbutton your jeans and pull your pants down and see your dick erected and ready for me. I ask if you would please fuck me and you smirk and push me back down on the bed and slowly insert your dick into me. I moan in pleasure, you start slowly moving back and forth. As you increase in speed and force my volume increases. Eventually I am screaming and you are just about there. You ask if you can cum in me and I scream in agreement, you let go and the second I feel it I scream at my first orgasm of the night. You pull out of me exhausted, and sweaty. I look up at you panting and still soaking from the shower. You walk away pick up the clothes you were just wearing and the ones I had loaned to you, and walked back to your room to dress and go to bed.

Lechomancer Chapter 7: The Door [mf][public][oral][sex][anal]

Lisa had just returned home from work on a cold November night, and was slipping out of her boots, when she heard the deadbolt on her front door click. She turned, and saw Erostopholes, in his human form, appraising her with his cocky half smile. “Tonight, we don’t have time for your Succubi,” he said softly, referring to the two submissive lovers whom Lisa played with most nights. “Tonight, I need something from you.”

“Anything, Master,” she promised, jumping to her feet.

His smile widened a little, and he pressed the palm of his hand against her cheek. “I need to open a door, and for that, I’ll need a release of energy from you.”

Lisa kissed his hand and nodded like she understood.

“Good,” the demon said, and wrapped one hand around her waist, leading her through her townhouse, into the kitchen, and the big glass French doors. Darkness had already fallen, and the courtyard behind the bank of townhouses was dimly light by a couple of feeble street lamps.

Free Kindle erotica 02/14 – 02/19

Happy Valentines Day (tomorrow)!

My first erotic short story will be free on Kindle for five days starting on Valentines Day. It features a strong, confident woman who seduces a handsome young man in a busy shopping mall. She gets off on discreet public sex with strangers, so all the action happens in the mall, plus a few extras in other public places.

So far it's had only one review, but that was for four stars, so I'm feeling good about writing more. I'm hoping that making this first one free for five days will get me more feedback, and help improve my writing.

Okay, the freebie starts Valentines Day and runs five days (or free to borrow on Kindle Unlimited at any time):

Going Down (Jane's Erotic Adventures, Book 1)

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00SPBE1UG

P.S. I asked the mods before posting, so please don't down vote this as spam.

Thanks!

Frankie (oc, true story) [mf]

It was the second year of university and I stayed in halls. Most of last years' freshers had decided to move out after their first year. They wanted the freedom to party all night and smoke in their rooms without fear of a passing tutor ratting them out to the Warden. The Warden’s name was Eméline. She was French and was universally known to be tough on hot boxers and smokers in general; someone in her family had died from lung cancer. I chose to stay a second year because I didn't smoke and I got free Internet.

As a second year resident, I was allowed to help run the hall bar. It opened at 6pm most nights. My duties included selling beer, counting the takings, cleaning the glasses and choosing the music. What I actually did was to drink the alcohol I was supposed to be selling and generate noise complaints from the library. Most nights we'd close at 11pm, by which time I'd have often finished ten pints. This was easy because the beer was watered, I was nineteen and I didn't do a lot of work.

4th Period Lit [Str8] [M/f] [reluc]

This is a work of fiction, lets keep it that way.

"How do you always manage to pick me up so late?"

Melendy was not pleased. Though she had been riding to school with Cassie since the dawn of Cassie's 16th birthday 8 months earlier, she still had not grown used to the inevitability of Cassie arriving at her door 15 minutes after she said she was going to.

Although not normally a problem, Melendy had racked up her share of demerits that semester at their tightly wound, all girls Catholic high school. The morning bell rang promptly at 7:50, and–with a 15 minute drive ahead of them in the horrible Seattle traffic–they were due to arrive a full 20 minutes later.

"Get over it" mumbled Cassie, still dreary from yet another near sleepless night and already slightly stoned. She drew on her small glass pipe and let out a thick, lascivious cloud of marijuana smoke.

Mark’s Sister Stacey [mf, mast, oral]

I used a prompt from r/dirtypenpals by user cgburner titled "Your best friends sister secretly craves your cock" the prompt ended with the best friend Reiner telling me I could try to go upstairs and talk to his sister.

I didn't know what the OP looked like so I used the photos from user bendybo. Who is really pretty gorgeous.

Thoughts and comments are appreciated.

Reiner's Little Sister

I sat there mulling over what Reiner just told me about Stacey. The controller in my hand felt heavy and my focus went hazy.

-Uh hello?

-Oh Sorry. Yea not going up there.

-Whatever. Just being informative.

-Look, best case scenario we have sex and it will be forever weird between all three of us. Worst case scenario she freaks out and it is weird between all three of us. I don’t see anyway weirdness doesn’t happen.

-Keep talking about it and it will be weird no matter what.

Emily’s Vacation, Day one.

Finally, a whole weekend alone in a hotel. a hotel with out a name, in a town where no one knows her. Emily, was in paradise. the only down side to it all is the first night she wanted to take along walk on the beach. but the gods of weather seemed to have other plans in store for our girl. as a huge down poor covered her hideaway form reality.

She opened the door and stood in the covered part of the porch as she gazed down toward the hill and over that the crash of the waves as the rain chattered on the mettle roof above her head. she took in a breath soo deep her buxom chest rose to almost twice its already good size. and she let out the most sultry sigh as if the ocean and the beach were her long lost lover only with in her grasp but unable to take him in side her quivering body. she dipped her head just slightly her, hair running down her shoulders to her waiting hands while she played with it slowly.

Sapphire’s Weird Problem (Incomplete Dream-Induced Story) [MF, anal, lactation, Futanari, Male Sissification]

The following story is an incomplete 'scene' that played out in my mind during a very bizarre dream I had. I never finished it, but today is my birthday and I wanted to find some little gem in my incomplete story files to share. It might not be for everyone, but then, what story is?

Bill was driving home from work, when his phone lit up with a text message. "Please come see me. Something's happened, and I'm scared." It was odd, since it was from Sapphire, a friend of his who he chatted with occasionally. He was nearly home, but decided instead to come to her house. It was dark by the time he got there, and he knocked on the door to her apartment.

"Just come in, I'm in the bedroom," came a shout from inside. Bill wasted no time making his way there, glancing at the distraught mess of the room around him. He opened the bedroom door to find Sapph sitting on the edge of the bed, crying, and hugging herself tightly with her arms.

"What's wrong, Sapph?" he asked, approaching her, but she quickly wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

Glitched [mf] [rough][anal]

For the fourth time this week my computer glitches in the middle of my reports. The mouse and keyboard aren't responding and I need to turn these reports in tonight. Pleading that someone is there, I call tech support.You answer, and my heart skips a beat. I tell you the problem and apologize for it being so late. You reassure me that its no problem, and say you are on your way up. I'm the only one on my floor. So I quickly do a hair and makeup check and unbutton the top two on my blouse. As you arrive to my office, there is already heat between my legs. I want to stroke myself in front of you, but just press my legs closer together. Again I tell you the problem and wheel back a little to give you space.You bend down under the desk to look at the tower, I lean back to get a look at you. As you sit up your arm brushes against my leg. Your touch is like electricity, the current runs up my leg and warms me all over. My breath catches and you looked up at me. My blushing face gives way how heated I am and you give me a cocky smirk. Wheeling me to my desk you lean over my shoulder. Apparently the function program for my mouse and keyboard was disconnected and just need to be troubleshoot and re-connected. I can hear the husk in your voice and feel your breath on my ear. I’m really trying not to squirm under you, but having you so close is making me slightly agitated. At this point I have lost interest to what you are saying and am sucked into naughty thoughts about you.