Heated

Caught in the wispy flames of the fire place, standing alone in nothing but a blanket. Heat radiates against my cold skin.

The blanket slips down my body with help, falling silently to the floor. I turn, standing naked and fully vulnerable in front of you, your eyes taking me in like a hungry lion about to pounce on his prey.

Your fingers graze my belly. Your hands softly rubbing my hips. Your hands gently but with purpose exploring the dips and curves of my body as I stand before you. Your hands grab ahold of my ass and pull me into you. One hand around my waist and one pulling my head back and you descend upon me, your tongue slipping between my lips and entangling with mine. Your kiss is deep, passionate, your arms around me are consuming.

You push the hair out of my face and lighting strikes when our eyes meet. The grip around the back of my neck tightens and you kiss me again, this time violently. Your tongue is suffocating and your teeth sharp embedded into my bottom lip. I’m melting into you, heavy breathing.

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Shower Thoughts

The foggy mirror in the steamy bathroom. I step in slowly behind you and slides my hands across your hips and around your waist and down your thighs. My lips target the center of your back with a strategically laid trail of kisses slowly making their way down to the curve of your ass. I’m down on my knees. The warm water shimmering across your skin is irresistible. Everything about you seeps into my blood and makes it boil. I need to feel you against me.

You slowly turn to me as the lip stained trail makes it’s way across your hip bone, ending above the prize.
My finger tips running up your inner thighs and lightly teasing your balls with a light touch. Dragging my tongue down your body and across the length of your cock. One hands reaches between your legs and my nails squeeze into your ass cheek as my lips part wide and envelope the head of your hard cock, excitedly exploring it with my tongue before pushing your ass toward my face and forcing the entirety of you into my throat. You moan, and the sound creates instant havoc between my legs.

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TELL ME YOUR KINKS & I’LL WRITE ABOUT THEM

I’d like to create a custom erotica story for my substack which I will also share here for your enjoyment. I’m looking for your kinks and theme suggestions. Whatever gets the most upvotes in the comments I’ll create a story on it.

Mf? Mm? Mfm? Ff? Bondage? Taboo? Anal? Cucking? Whatever y’all want. Lmk in the comments and I’ll create a story about it.

Xoxo

The Wingman: Chapter Three. Cheryl’s Sticky Fingers [MF/F] [Flirty] [Attraction] [Voyeur] [Masturbation] [Female POV]

**Disclaimer: This is my [OC] published work of fiction which is not to be duplicated or shared to other platforms without my consent. All characters depicted are 18+ as should be the audience. Thanks for reading and enjoy.**

Chapter Three: Cheryl

I love having such an active social life! Meeting new and interesting people through various gatherings keeps my life fun. Going clubbing is one of my favorites. It’s the flirting and smiling. Rubbing up against people while dancing, feeling that sexually charged energy is exhilarating for me. I love the chase. I’ve never been one for monogamy, allowing a connection to grow stale or routine. At present, I have several revolving “love” interests. Each connection is a bit different than the next.

My tastes in sexual intimacy come in a variety of flavors. Sometimes I feel a little vanilla, sharing those sweet things often overlooked or scoffed at for being too relationshippy. Something so simple as laying naked together in bed, involved in deep conversation can be such an intimate thing. I appreciate those moments, and they can be just as thrilling as the act of fucking depending on the company.

Meeting Laura: The third time part 1 [FFM]

Hubby and I met Laura for the third time (my third time, his second) at her place on the night before Thanksgiving, in part because of her very full schedule and in part because we knew we could stay out a bit later than normal and sleep in the next day as it was a holiday. She let us know in advance that the front door was unlocked and to let ourselves in when we arrived. I took an edible about 40 minutes before we left our house and by the time we made the hour drive to her place I was feeling pretty good. We parked in front of her house and took a moment to steel ourselves before getting out of the car. We entered through the front door and she floated out of her bedroom to greet us in the living room in black lingerie and a sheer black dressing gown.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 9 – The Family Tree – part 1/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Butt plugs/ anal

-Food fetish

-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat

-Breast milk

-Squirt

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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree**

I [F] fucked the Taco Bell employee [M] who trained me on my first day.

Aight so this happened like 3 weeks ago, so I’m gonna try and explain what all happened the best I can.

So my name is mckayla, I’m 18 years old and I just started my first job at Taco Bell. Im very petite, with long blonde hair, with very pasty skin, and 34a breasts. For my age I also have a cute sized bubble butt. I’m pretty shy around most people, unless it’s my family or my close guy friends, I tend to hang around guys instead of girls.

Anyways, I live in a suburban area outside of a city, my parents have been bugging me to get a job to close out my senior year of HS… so I quickly got hired at Taco Bell. I was super nervous because I’ve never done fast food work or worked with older people. My first day was Wednesday night, my dad dropped me off around 4. (Didn’t get my license yet, failed a few times). I already had on my black uniform and small fitting hat they gave me at orientation. My shirt was tucked in and my hair was in a pony tail ready to get to work! As I started out the day, the general manager introduced me to the cooks and dishwasher. Then she introduced me to Marcus, the guy who would be training me for today and tomorrow.

I had my [F]irst wet dream

I’m generally a very horny person. I’ve been like this since my late teens I’ve just accepted it and indulged in it.

But I’ve never had a wet dream before. But yesterday I woke up more wet and leaking than usual with a faint memory of someone fingering me in my dream and pinching my clit.

And it’s turning me on even more knowing I had my first wet dream meaning i might have more now and it’s so hot knowing even my subconscious knows I need to be used and teased and reduced to just a wet pussy 🤤.

Dog Days, an introduction

Hey there r/Erotica, just another short I decided to write recently, though this one may lead into a longer story? Who knows! If you would like to see that happen let me know!

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Nick’s toes curled as he woke up to the feeling of something soft, wet and warm tracing a line up his chest, falling back down and then repeating the same motion again.

He reached up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking over at the alarm clock on his nightstand. It was barely past 3 in the morning. He tried to turn over but found himself trapped by something thick and soft weaving through his legs. He glanced down at his bed and saw the large lump in his covers next to him, gently rustling and moving from whatever seemed to be slobbering on his chest.

He smiled and relaxed into his pillow. “Roxxi? What are you doing, girl, it’s the middle of the night.” She chuckled, lifting up the covers and looking down at the soft, black hair atop Roxxi’s head.