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Have Me [MF] [getting together] [just a smidge of romance]

My head on your knee, I can feel rough denim on the corner of my ear. Your breath has hitched.

“Hey.”

“Yeah?” Your voice scratches through the air.

“Are you okay?”
Your thigh is frozen, little twitches shimmering through it.

“Yeah.”

I turn my head in towards your stomach, meaning to catch your eyes—but they’re closed. As my chin scrapes onto your thigh, you shudder. “Shit.”

My face is cradled on your legs. Your arms are charged and sealed, rock-solid, to the seat of the sofa.

Something’s pressing into my cheek.

Your eyes flash open, already apologetic, but I speak before you can. “Sweet, darling boy.” The sight of your blush-ridden face makes my heart swell. I decide to take a chance.

Turning my cheek, I drag my chin back across the lump on your thigh. You tense up, until I lean down and kiss the denim where you’ve swelled. I feel your warmth, and setting my cheek against you, I can hear your heartbeat. Read more »

WATCHING MY NEIGHBOR PEE, PT. 2 [mF] [piss] [mast] [oral] [anal] [swallow] [golden shower]

For a week, all Samantha could think about was her little joke on the neighbor boy next door. She was close to 35 years old. Never married. Never had kids. That life wasn’t for her. Samantha enjoyed being passed around, hooking up with different men (and women) over the years.

She didn’t even HAVE a pee fetish. It just sort of … happened.

One minute, she was tanning in her backyard and the next she had to pee. Why bother getting up and going *all the way inside* when she could just shove her bikini bottoms to the side and piss in her yard? She didn’t know anyone was watching … until she looked up and saw Jacob.

She knew he was 18 because just a few weeks ago, his parents had a BBQ birthday party for him in their back yard and she heard them singing. She thought she’d have a little fun at his expense. That’s what he gets for spying on the neighbors. Read more »

[MF] [Blowjob] [Rimming] [Rough] Daddy & The Temptress

As I enter our cozy fourth-floor apartment, the open laptop obscures your view of me. Your expression says something serious is unfolding on the screen. The familiar sound of Mack’s matter-of-fact tone suggests that this is a business meeting.

Easing further into the room, the top half of your attire confirms my suspicions. Soft, navy blue material is smoothed over a strong, broad chest and bulging biceps. Almost surreptitiously, it reaches like a teasing lover to caress your ripped back muscles.

The black windsor-knot power tie is inciting a riot within me. My hungry gaze moves down to where your matching work pants should have been, but finds instead, my favourite polyester-spandex boxer briefs. They contradict your upper professional demeanor and attire – your manhood is straining against the thin fabric, begging to come out and play.

I can help you with that.

Suddenly, you feel exposed, and peek over the lid of the laptop to find the source of your privacy’s invasion. You discover my stare and the vulgar intentions etched in the expression on my face. Read more »

A Meeting on the Metro (mf) (public) (rough)

My sub and I wrote this story together. It’s from two points of view, as such my contributions are in bold and her’s are in italics. We were posting as /u/FlidaisBound, but decided this name would be easier to remember.

We hope you enjoy.

**It’s 5:00 PM. Rush hour. The metro is packed in the middle of summer. I wait impatiently for the doors to open so that the car will empty out and I can find my way in. Hopefully a seat. The doors slide, people bustle out, people bustle in. I walk in and quickly see that each seat is taken. Fuck. I grab the pole in the center and swing around it to face the doors. Only ten stops to go! My heart leaps in my chest as I make eye contact with a beautiful olive skinned woman with auburn hair. My eyes widen in surprise, hers do likewise. Small smiles paint our faces as we both look away. She grabs the pole and swings around, facing away from me just in time for an avalanche of people running to make the train to push us further back against the people already filling the car behind us. I feel my face heat as her tight, perky little ass is presses firmly into my crotch.** Read more »

A little quarantine hate fucking

Arguing, all day. Ever since we woke up it’s been nothing but long silences dotted with sarcastic remarks. Quarantine hasn’t been kind to us. As I sat on the opposite end of the couch your eyes glare me for a second before you close your book and get up.

“I’m going to take a nap.” You firmly say. Even if I’m not happy with you, I can’t miss a chance to watch your ass cheeks peeking out from under your workout shorts as you walk away. Against my own better judgement I get up and follow you after waiting a few seconds.

Entering the bedroom i can see that you’ve already taken your shorts and shirt off to get in bed. Walking up behind you, I grab your waist and let you feel the bulge in my pants as I get hard against your ass.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask in a tone of surprise. Read more »

Second story I’ve written, all of it is true! Please give me constructive feedback ?

As I lay in bed writing my first story, my boyfriend peeks over my shoulder. “What are you doing?” he asks. I tell him I’m writing some of our sexual adventures down. He’s quiet for a moment. I brace myself for a slap on the ass, thinking that he’s mad at me for wanting to share our stories with strangers. Surprisingly, he kisses my shoulder and rolls back over, leaving me to write.

After I get a few more paragraphs done, he asks to read it. I feel embarrassed and worried, but I know a good whore never says no to anything, so I pass over my phone. He reads it once over quickly, and then again more slowly. I glance up at his face and he smiles, kissing me on he forehead, “this is great, slut. Keep writing.”

I ask him a couple of questions and he gives some tips. I want to make sure that the most men get off to my story. I’m a good whore, that’s my job. I pretend I don’t notice his cock getting hard against my leg. Read more »

Poem about oral submission (I’d appreciate feedback)

Hi, I’m working on an erotic poem and I’m not sure if I’m heading in the right direction. This is the first draft – I’d love to get some feedback. I want to hint about submission through my poem, and I don’t know if needs more descriptions or something.

You’re gentle caresses one moment

Harsh whips the next

Nestled in the sweet spot between

Love and abuse

For I’m a slave to pain

Treasuring the black and blue

Left behind by you

Gentle pretence doesn’t last long

Your eyes shine with fiery dominance

Commanding me silently

My lips slick with anticipation,

Greet you eagerly

As guttural groans escape your lips

My loins burn in response

Sweet wetness running down milky thighs

A carnal cry dying around your shaft

Hot wetness running down rosy cheeks

As I crave every inch of you

With every inch of me

All I Had To Do Was Ask [M+F] [Oral]

By twenty seven I was still toiling away in the service industry, waiting tables while playing catch up on my bachelor’s degree. The money was pretty decent and the people I worked with were cool for the most part all of which made it easy enough to forget that most of my coworkers were barely out of their teens.

I don’t mean to sound condescending. It’s just that the age differential sort of cancels out the biggest unspoken perk of working within the chain restaurant industry: a steady supply of available pussy. Don’t get me wrong a lot of the waitresses still hit on me despite jokingly referring to me as the ‘grandpa’ of the place. It was meant in a playful way though not so subtly underscored yet another reason why I needed to get my life together. Read more »

[FM] Daddy makes me squirt for the first time

This is my first post on this sub, daddy is making me write this right now so I can read it to him later :).

It all started when I messaged him one night after seeing his pictures on r/gonewild. Nice muscles, cute black hair, pierced ears, and a massive cock. We got talking immediately and I gave him my snapchat. After a brief introduction, we started talking about our kinks and turn-ons, and found that we had a similar interest in dom/sub and control play. As a virgin, I have always loved the idea of being used as a set of holes, a fuckdoll to be degraded, praised, and ordered around, but found very few online who could satisfy me. He is different. He loves exhibitionism, giving instructions, breeding, and most importantly, domming.

We started by sending a few pictures back and forth, and then he began telling me exactly what to do to myself. He teased me, only letting me rub my clit and slowly making me ache for him more and more. I wanted so badly to put a finger in, but he wouldn’t let me. Being completely and utterly at his control as he made me a stuttering, drooling, wet mess felt amazing. Every time he sent a message it felt like I had been waiting forever for him to tell me my next action. Read more »