“What have you done to me” he deeply whispers into my ear. I don’t reply. He places his hand on my thigh. I can feel my core heat up instantly. I smiled to myself before climbing on top of him and picking up right where we left off. My hands go up to his hair and I pull hard. It was my way of telling him he was having the same effect on me. I needed to let him know that I wanted him inside of me right that second. He put his hands back around my waist and under my shirt. His hands travel up my sides and I arch back and let myself enjoy the feeling of his needy hands on my body.
Teasing My Best Friend (Part One) [FM]
My best friend and I met three years ago. We had an instant connection unlike I’ve ever had with anyone else. We became really close, very fast. I’ll never meet anyone like him ever again and I’m more than okay with that. We have a very physical friendship. Every time I hug him the first thing that comes out of my mouth is you smell good. He smells better than any guy I’ve ever known, even if it had been days since his last shower. if we were sitting next to each other id be rubbing his forearms. I would go across the hall to his room and he’d be sitting in his bed facing his TV playing video games and I’d sit at the foot of his bed, against the wall with his legs in my lap and I’d be rubbing his legs. That’s his favorite; when I rub the back of his calves.
We’d sneak upstairs in his room when he’d have parties at his house and just sit and talk. For hours we could talk, not thinking about the fact that there are thirty drunk people downstairs probably wondering where we are.
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Open free “commissions” – let me write your fantasies!!!
Hai hai! I don’t know if this is against the rules – which don’t seem to be a thing – but I’ll take it down if it is!
I love writing naughty stories, one person? two people? more? not even people? I’m down!!! Maybe the story is a fantasy of yours? Something that you really want to try but can’t so you are seeking custom written erotica? Maybe the story is for someone else? A gift to your SO? Something to get you in the mood? Whatever the reason is, I would be happy to write it for or with you!
Now we get to kinks and specializations. I can write in first, third, Xreader, whatever works best or that is your fancy! I can write from any character perspective no matter their sex (I hope) though I am female so that’s what is the most comfortable! Kink wise, I am open to almost anything! Now of course, things that turn me on will have a sexier story – it’s just how it is! You want an elegant, formal, clean, simple scene, or maybe you want a taboo scene, or maybe a rough sloppy one, I’m good with everything!
Gentle Brute [MF][PostApocalypse][ReturnToEarth]
Jasmin was extremely excited. There she was, strapped to her seat, to her left and right about twenty other girls. Just now, a deep female voice announced their soon arrival at Earth. Before they would enter Earth’s atmosphere, they were to prepare. The unbuckled and started undressing. This was a necessary precaution because the Earthlings didn’t like clothing more advanced than pelt or leather. Almost all of them were at least some level of lesbian, so they all eyed one another. Some girls couldn’t resist touching their breasts, and others were chatting excitedly. Jasmin stripped quietly. All of the stories her mother told her over the years came her to mind. Thousands of years ago, manmade, as well as natural catastrophes, brought humanity to the brink of extinction. Optimistic they could restore this hostile to life Earth, the ancient humans evacuated all females. At the same time, the men stayed behind to rebuild. They survived, but their effort ultimately proved futile. They became nothing more than cavemen, even after nature recovered. Jasmin removed her bra. Her young breasts had the perfect shape, and some of the more same-sex interested girls wolf-whistled greedily eyeing her.
The One Where She Made [M]e [F]urious [Rape] [RP]
Another one from the old, accidentally-deleted account:
So this story concerns Mia, who I mentioned in my first CNC story. She’s short, slim, but with a little curve to her. In fact, she looks shockingly like [this lady] ([https://imgur.com/a/by4Ra](https://imgur.com/a/by4Ra)).
The main thing about Mia, however, is that she was one of the most relentlessly boundary-pushing girls I’ve ever met. While she was my sub (2 fantastic years), she wanted everything harder, rougher, with more toys, with more rules, something new, new, new.
This story takes place a few months after our first CNC scene. We had done several more, and one night she said to me, “Daddy, I think you should rape me without planning it. Wouldn’t it be nice to just rape your slut on a whim?” I smiled and responded with some vague dom comment that I can’t recall.
I was definitely resistant to this new idea, but Mia kept bringing it up, over and over again. I resisted in large part because I take pride in being uncommonly brutal, particularly in CNC scenes. There’s a lot that I do that would have to be jettisoned in a more improvisational context (fake knives, choking rigs, etc.)
Girlfriends cute roomate [MF]
It all started last night. I’ve been casually hooking up with your roommate for a few weeks now and last night the three of us went out for drinks. A little about me, I’m an extremely athletic 30 year old firefighter, 6 feet, blonde and with six pack abs. [https://imgur.com/Rkac0OM](https://imgur.com/Rkac0OM) She and I both agree this is nothing serious and are just in it as a hookup. In truth, you and I have always had an eye on each other with harmless flirting but no more.
You came out of your room last night as we headed out the door and I couldn’t help but stare for a moment. Your short skirt perfectly hugged your hips and your top showed the perfect amount of cleavage. You catch me and give me a quick smile as the three of us head outside.
At the bar we go our separate ways but I can’t help but notice you across the room. After a few shots, the three of us call our uber and head back. Walking up the front steps, you walk ahead of us and I am completely lost in the curves of your ass. Inside, you head to your room as your roommate and I head to hers and drunkenly fuck with no regard for keeping quiet.
I [M] have a deep emotional connection with my [F] 2nd cousin. Am I messed up in the hear or is it justified??
My family is weird, there are 6 great aunts, 4 great uncles, and all of them are married w children, so I have a ton of cousins and 2nd cousins. The problem is almost everyone is 10 years older than me, and 10 years younger than me, besides this one cousin, we will call her Alexis for the story. So alexis and I are the same age, 18, and everyone is either way older than us or way younger than us. This happened over 2 years ago at my great grandmother’s funeral.
It has been about 6 years since I’ve last seen Alexis before this, but, like I said, because we are the same age, i figured we would hang out together again at this funeral like we always have before. This time marked my 3rd time actually seeing Alexis as she lived literally across the country from me.
Since weve both grown up now into young adults, we didnt talk much at all the first 2 days at my grandmas funeral weekend, idk why we didn’t, but we just kept our distance for some unknown reason. It was really awkward hanging out w my younger cousins and older cousins during this time, because the age gap was so large, and I couldnt drink yet, so the evenings got dull very quickly.
[FM] “Studying” with the Cute Girl from my Politics Class
This is my first time ever putting something like this into writing so PLEASE feel free to message me with feedback on my writing.
**Backstory**
My freshman year I worked incredibly hard to keep good grades as I have lofty ambitions of making it into a competitive graduate program. My first semester I was able to make it onto the Dean’s List, and the following semester I successfully kept a 4.0 and made it onto the President’s List. Now it may seem like I’m bragging (okay, maybe I am a little), but there’s a point to my bragging. In class group chats I would frequently help people with problems or explain correct answers to people. This gave me a reputation of someone who knows what they’re doing (even if I feel clueless 9/10 times).
One day after class, the Thursday before a Monday midterm, I received a message from a girl in one of the class group chats. “Yo, can we study together for the next test?”
I usually prefer to study alone or in small groups for the most part since I feel large study groups often get sidetracked, think Community, so I message back “Possibly, gonna be a large group?”
Helping Hands – New Incest Erotic Short-story, All proceeds go to the Community Justice Fund!
Hey all, like incest erotica?
Helping Hands, my new book on smashwords just got published and i’m pleased to announce that until next Saturday (6/13) all proceeds for the book will be donated to the Community Justice Exchange for bail funds. Because Black lives matter.
Summary: When Jace learns of his little sister Zoe’s mountain biking accident, he rushes to her side. Having broken both her arms, she needs a caretaker, and Jace is more than willing do whatever he needs to help his sister. As their sibling boundaries blur, they soon become much closer than he ever dared to imagine.
[Download a free sample here!](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1025950)
Thanks for your support and i look forward to helping the movement with your help!
~E. Vosh
[MMF] Expanding My [M47] Horizons Post Divorce with a Bi Couple
I got married young, and inexperienced, and stayed married to a woman for 15 years who grew increasingly distant emotionally and sexually. The last several years were a dead bedroom, leaving me a lot of time to contemplate what I had missed out on experiencing in my late teens and 20s.
We got eventually ended things. I was torn between feeling bad that I couldn’t make it work, and being exited to go out and have new experiences.
There were a few phases along this path where I was definitely feeling bicurious. In the past I knew a few people could sense it too. At one point, a couple – who were acquaintances – put feelers out while I was still married. I turned them down thinking things would change at home. By the time I was divorced, they had moved out of state.
So two years ago, I started posting in a few r4r’s here. I wanted to find a bi-couple who we’re really into each other but also loved to share each other.