Sub Routine [FF, MC] (part 1/3)

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I woke up drenched in sweat, thrusting and clenching.

It was a rape dream; I was being chased by an army of implacable robots, who were programmed solely to rape me and thereby make me one of them. I’d run, and I’d hid, but they’d always known just where I was, and when they caught me they started fucking me, mercilessly, and I knew I was turning into a robot myself when I started enjoying it, started thrusting back and squeezing them, trying to ram them deeper, deeper into my body—and then I woke up.

Much as I tried to hold onto the dream, it vanished the way all dreams do, thinning and tearing until all I was left with were the basic outlines and a pair of underwear that needed to be changed.

And I hadn’t even gotten off.

I indulged in a moment of self-pity, and looked at the clock. One thirty five A. M. I was thirsty.

The world out the window looked the same as it had when I went to bed two hours ago. Yawning, I slithered out of my wet underwear—they weren’t sexy enough to be ‘panties’—and found a clean pair in the drawer. Then, in panties and shirt, I tiptoed out to the kitchen. Didn’t want to wake Lily. Read more »

A few years ago I started exploring my lesbian tendencies with my friend on my basketball team. [FF]

To start things off I will say that I live in a small, rural town in the south. My parents, friends, neighbors and pretty much everyone is really conservative and looks down on gay marriage. I grew up conservative and my views aligned with everyone else’s since that’s what I was raised with. I grew up dating and talking to only boys and the thought of being with another girl never crossed my mind. I have grown up playing sports. That means sharing a locker room, dressing, and showering with my teammates. I never thought anything of it as I was taught that gay marriage was wrong and I didn’t want to let sexual thoughts about other girls get into my mind.

Around my junior year I noticed that I would occasionally find myself staring at other girls tits. When I realized I was doing so I would quickly look away. I had a close friend from the team who I would always confide in. She was one of the only open minded people in the town. I did not know if she was openly lesbian or bi, but I knew that she was active in supporting gay rights. I told her about how I had been feeling. She said that it’s natural and that I need not to feel bad about it. Read more »

[M] How I became an erotic massage provider

I live in London. I’m single. Working as a full time massage therapist. Partners of mine are two renowned companies in city. I got stellar reputation, as people really love my therapeutic massages.

Few years ago I got an autoimmune sickness called Lichen Sclerosis. Its very rear. Incurable. Its already up to the point where it hurts during sex. It comes and goes in phases , depending on the level of my immune system. I was applying medicine for more than 60 days…which means I haven’t even masturbated at the time. I was horny as fuck.

In my professional appointments I would never allow myself to cross the boundaries and touch my clients inappropriately. But this.. changed because of my permanent arousal. I was thinking (and still do) about sex whole day and night long…I even began to loose weight.

So , I had this client. Very attractive woman in her mid 30’s. She had a baby – 10 weeks old. Her husband is an investor. She herself had a very successful business. So in short: rich family and she likes to be pampered. I work on outcalls mostly (lately I started working from home as well) . Read more »

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 12 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 26. The story is complete. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

Previous Chapters:

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4j43f/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_1_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e50w0w/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_2_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e98v9l/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_3_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebh0qr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_4_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3wo1/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_5_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 5.5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3xo4/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_55_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ewqsoi/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_6_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 6.5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ewqto3/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_65_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fa0yjr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_7_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/foxsa1/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_8_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9qezf/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_9_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 10 part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gz6cej/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_10_part_1/)

[Chapter 10 Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gz6eaz/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_10_part_2/)

[Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc1jgh/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_11_mf_inc/)

Saturday afternoon rolled around and Daniel found the perfect moment to try and follow through with one of Eloise’s requests. George had just left to do some work on the Samatar house. Brittney left a few minutes later to go on a date with her boyfriend, Ted. So, it was only Julie and Daniel in the house for several hours. Daniel found his mother moving briskly around the kitchen as she prepared dinner.

“Hey, Mom.” Daniel leaned against the door. His heart thumped like it always did when he tried to initiate something with her. “Whatcha doing?” Read more »

I [F] masterbated in a train

Back in November, before corona screwed with our travel plans, I was travelling long distance via train, bored lonely and extremely horney.

I had a window seat and was reading an erotica on my phone with my jacket on my lap getting more and more turned on by the minute. I realised that I was subconsciously moving my free hand over my happy button on my jeans since it was hidden by my jacket.

By this time I was incredibly horney and this gave me an idea. I looked at the elderly lady on the seat beside me and noticed she was fast asleep and snoring softly. I picked up my jacket and wore it like a blanket. Since it was a long jacket, it covered me from my shoulders to my knees giving me enough room to execute my plan.

I got comfortable in my seat and unzipped my jeans slowly without making any sound sudden movements. One hand I slid into my panties, to play with my clit and the other to my breasts, slowly and softly rubbing my nipples. I kept playing with myself with my eyes closed, giving into the pleasure of touching myself in public for quite some time. I would open my eyes occasionally to check if I had been caught. The sensations were exquisite and I was getting wet like nobody’s business. Read more »

How I made the fake taxi thing happen to me in real life [MF]

So this is based on a true story and it happened to me a week ago, I can’t stop thinking about it and it still makes me dripping wet. Before we begin I should introduce myself, I’m Parika and I’m 20yo, I have had a dom for a month who helped me with my kinks which was degradation. My body type is curvy, 32-23-34.

So I had a master with whom I had a flexible relation, he was unable to meet but for a month he gave me sexual tasks to do to keep me in check but I wasn’t responding to him for a few days until I finally did, that’s when he decided to punish me by making me do something I’ll remember forever. He said today I was gonna get fucked by a taxi driver, I was surprised but I went along. At around 5pm he made me go out, wearing panties, a skirt, bra and a crop top along with a butt plug and told me to ask a taxi driver to get me to a random destination but also to say that I don’t have any money and that I’ll pay with a blowjob and also that he’ll be on text with me and not physically present there. I thought that surely nobody would agree to this, but surprisingly after asking just 2 taxi drivers I found one who agreed. Read more »

[f] first experience doing it in a public place

My background. I’m 5’3, dark hair, skinny mid section with kind of thicker legs and ass with tiny boobs. At the time of this I was about 25 years old and still relatively sexually inexperienced. I had been dating my bf for a couple months at this time.

We were at a wedding for one of my coworkers. It was in the fall so it was a bit colder out. I was dressed accordingly with a long sleeve dress that was super tight above the waist, but kind of flowy below the waist and ended a couple inches above my knees. The top was a nylon type material that squeezed my a cups tight enough to give them a very slight hint of cleavage (typically my cleavage is non existent). I was wearing pantyhose and shoes that were kind of ankle height boots with heels.

My bf had been out of town the days prior to the wedding so we didn’t get to see eachother. While he was gone, we did a lot of sexting and totally got each other all horny. Read more »

[F] – The pizza boy – he came again ;)

Oh my sluts. It was a crazy evening.
Yesterday it happened again – finally. As lazy as I am sometimes after studying and working, I ordered a pizza. It was my second time after my last confession about the pizza delivery guy. But the first time it wasn’t his shift. But yesterday it was.

So what happened?
As always I ordered online and while I was typing in my contact infos I already felt my pulse rising as I imagined what I would do or how I’d react if HE really delivered the pizza again. And most importantly how would he react? I mean we don’t know each other. I don’t know what he’s up to, whether he has a partner or what he is doing besides delivering pizza. So it was just a lot going through my mind, but mostly how great and naughty the first fuck was and that I wanted it again.

45 minutes later someone rang the doorbell and guess who it was…yes my guy. I opened the door and he looked at me smiling but also confident. He handed me the pizza and let himself in. I didn’t mind. I actually liked his upbeat attitude. Read more »

[M]e, my date [F] and the Cabbie

Alcohol has been my best wingman, really..that I knew. But I didn’t know how it could make me reach inside me and retrieve the most unsavoury of desires.

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A colleague I hadn’t seen in a long time, who recurred in my dream since over a month, finally decided to meet me in a pub near my old office. This girl whom I knew from my previous workplace had this quiet, retiring personality, and I had longed to know her more since I caught a fleeting glimpse of her conversation with a friend. A few words I cottoned on…something about her calling someone a size queen. There definitely is something ticklish about a prudish girl making smutty references. It also helps to add that underneath her rather conservative dress sense, she had a rocking body. Some I could see, some I completed using my tool of imagination.

Her cold-ish, retreating vibe added to that desirability. Think – I am taking the creative leap with my reference here – Monica Bellucci with a vibe of January Jones. The resounding fullness of her figure…mingled with the coyness. In these recurring dreams, I found myself madly consumed with the craving to feel every inch of her..exactly where she stood near the water cooler. Read more »