It’s only natural

She thought of him as she lay naked above her comforter. It all started with an answer to the question, is it ok to touch myself when you’re not here? His answer was clear, concise, and affirmative.

“It’s not only ok, it’s natural.” She started to gentle slide her hand down her abdomen as she remembered their conversation. “The skin is the biggest organ in the body that has millions of neurons so we can experience the coldness of water dripping down us in a shower. The warmth of air when a person breathes down upon our neck. The slight red searing of a nail statching across or back.”

She pressed her bare buttocks back agaisnt the mattress feeling, and loving how the pressure of the fabric felt behind her. She moved her hand downward between her legs. Her palm gently glazed over her pussy while hitting her clitiros, causing her to sigh. She placed her finger tips of from her other hand on her lips. It started increasing her sexual energy as the sensation upon her mouth rose. Read more »

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The Yoga Goddess: Part I (FM)

Part I: I Meet the Yoga Goddess

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I have been attending classes at the Evolution Yoga Studio for about two months. Yoga has become part of my lifestyle, for spiritual and physical purposes. I was initially nervous I would feel embarrassed as a 32 year old male attending yoga, but I have been pleasantly surprised by the welcome I’ve received. While I am no sculpture of David, I have gained confidence in my body. Especially my lower half, where my days spent playing baseball as a catcher still reveals some definition in my thighs and butt. My nervousness also extended to my mental and physical responses to seeing attractive women in skin tight clothing. Yoga has always been erotically charging for me, even when practicing by myself. Luckily, I have avoided any embarrassing signs of arousal so far.

My confidence grew, and two weeks ago I began attending hot yoga classes. With me being comfortable with my sexuality, seeking comfort in a hot room, and being a bit of an exhibitionist, I purchased a pair of skin tight yoga shorts that reached about halfway down my thighs. After a few classes, I noticed that as I became sweaty, the definition of my semi-erect cock would appear. No one seemed to notice, so I continued wearing the shorts. Read more »

Using his cock to ease my [f]rustration..

I’m on my period, (I know, I hate it too)so sex is not really in the cards for me rn (it’s really messy, guys not into it, self conscious, yadda yadda). 

It sucks, because hormones make me want to fuck everything I see. And pheromones make most guys around me want to fuck. So, it’s basically torture for 6 days. This morning, however, I got to be of some use, and it made me the happiest slut. 

My partner and I are pretty much open, he’s not really into sex. That being said, most of our time spent, although fulfilling in other ways, is just not very sexual. So me being on my period is no big deal, as we weren’t dying to get at each other to begin with. He’d been pretty handsy lately, which I loved, but that’s as far as it’d gotten. 

Today, I’d woken up but not gotten out of bed yet, i just kind of laid there, in limbo, when he came into the room, looking for his earbuds. The walking around and shuffling roused me into alertness, and I was able to tell him where they were. I thought that was that, and I closed my eyes, sort of hoping that I’d fall back asleep.  Read more »

You want me to be your daddy

So you want to be Daddy’s little slut, “On the bed, ass up rub your clit and beg me to allow you to climax” After I have denied your repeated requests I command you “CUM YOU WORTHLESS CUNT” as your body is wracked in spasms
Then I ram my cock deep, thrusting relentless while pull your hair, and smacking your ass.
Every nerve ending in your body on overdrive, I pull out and start licking your asshole and cunt, then go back to fucking you now drenched in your juices, this time grabbing your tits using then to force you back and forth.
All the time you are required to rub your clit. Again I pull out, I move to position myself impaling your throat with my cock, slamming you head up and down, using your mouth to jerk me off “THAT’S IT DADDY’S LITTLE WHORE SUCK ME UNTIL YOU DRAIN MY SPERM FROM MY SCRODOM, AFTER I DROP MY LOAD DOWN YOUR THROAT YOU WILL TONGUE MY ASS”

If Only [Ff] [BDSM] [Femdom]

“Do you want to cum?”

“Unh! Uggh!”

Don’t judge me—this gag may not be huge, *per se*, but what it lacks in size it makes up in devilish intent. I could talk better and drool less around a fat dick with a man behind it, fucking my face. If only.

Kat waves the wand back and forth, making its bulbous white head undulate between us like a charmed serpent. I can’t take my eyes off it, I want it so bad. I’d settle for my fingers, you know, if my wrists weren’t shackled to the front of my collar—I’d settle for humping a fucking pillow, if I weren’t sitting bare-assed on a concrete basement floor, and I’d settle for jumping her and taking it off her, shackles or no, if I weren’t chained by the neck to a ring in the floor.

If only.

Her face crinkles into a petite frown. She looks down at the wand and clicks it on-off, buzz-buzz, yes, Kat, you bitch, it works—doesn’t it? Oh, her face—oh, God, I hate the way she can hear my thoughts. Now she’s smiling. “Say it. Say you want it. Beg me for it.” Read more »

PART 2-> Craigslist casual encounters yields me [m] panties from Carrie [F]

For days after Carrie had handed me her panties over coffee and subsequently sent me photos of her playing with her wet pussy, I could think of nothing else but meeting up with her again. I wanted to know what motived such a beautiful girl to hand a complete stranger her wet, fragrant panties knowing that they would soon be held against my face while my cock was in my hand. So I emailed her again- “Carrie, Shall we plan another exchange? Perhaps this time over a drink.” I knew after our first exchange both of us were more comfortable knowing that we were both who we represented. And I was pretty sure was just as interested in learning more about my motivations as I was learning about hers.

Carrie responded to me that evening. She told me to name the day and the time and she’d meet up with me. As the calendar would have it, the next Monday was MLK day and we both had the day off from work. I proposed meeting at a bar I knew in Union Square- it was dark, quiet and had large booths. And to ensure there were few people around I proposed meeting at 2pm. She agreed. The downside of waiting until Monday to meet was that the next two days of anticipation were absolute torture. Many times I had to revisit her email with all the delicious pictures of her playing with her pussy she had shared with me. I bring her sweet smelling panties to my nose and stroke my drooling cock. It was beautiful torture. Read more »

Looking for werewolf (or other shifter) erotica in which they fuck in their shifted form. Anyone?

I’d prefer it if one character were human , but it’s not necessary; I’d be interested in some shifter-on-shifter action! ;)

If you are interested, I do knew of one book that somewhat fits the bill. It’s an FMM fantasy erotic romance series by A. H. Lee that begins with Incubus Caged. The incubus is a panther shifter. There’s only some oral while he’s in his panther form, no intercourse.

My Fantasy Part 3 of 3 MF Roleplay

(comments always welcome)

I clasp the waist strings of her panties and slowly pull them off her ass, sliding them up over her knees and off her feet. As if freed, her legs splay apart opening herself up to me.

I begin at her knees, kissing, licking fondling her thighs, slowly tracing my tongue down towards the glistening slit that beckons me. As I get closer, I can smell the sweet aroma of her, a musky, tart smell. My mouth waters desirous to taste her.

Her mound is covered by little hair the same color as her head. Ahh, I think, a true redhead. Her clit is already poking out from between the lips of her cunt, begging to be sucked.

I place my hands on the inside of her thighs and part them more. She opens up to me like a flower, her lips parting, revealing the inner workings of her wet pussy.

I can wait no longer. I push my face into her, intoxicated by the sight and smell. I rub her clit with the tip of my nose as I lick the inner lips and entry into her. She lets out a moan and shudders at my touch. I begin licking small circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue, not yet touching the tender bud, but slowly, teasingly around and around. Read more »

Disciplined By the Librarian (MF) (Office Play) (Public Sex)

“Please, come in, ma’am.”

Anna enters the librarian’s office.

He closes his office door behind her and motions for her to have a seat in one of the two chairs in front of his desk. He circles around and takes a seat in his leather desk chair.

“Anna, I trust you know why you have been called to my office,” his deep voice reverberates off the walls.

“No, sir,” she says, not making eye contact with him.

“Oh, you don’t? I find that hard to believe. Ma’am, you have been making use of the library’s private study rooms as of late, have you not?”

“Yes, sir,” she says.

“And are you aware that these rooms have security cameras in them? That anything and everything you do in the room can be seen?”

Her eyes widen and she bites her lip nervously.

“No, sir. I did not know that,” she says, maintaining her gaze on the floor

“Would you like to change your story about why you’re here? Or should I proceed to the visual aids?”

She says nothing. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 4 (MF) (Switch) (Oral) (Sub/Domme)

After Rod leaves the boss told Anna to get dressed and take some time to recover. He asks her to make sure his appointments for the rest of the day are set up and ready to go.

“You did well, Anna. I’m impressed you were so willing to do that for me,” he says as she gets dressed.

“Well, sir, I am at your beckoned call for things. I was surprised you had me blow another man, a gay man no less, but I would never question you,” she says with a smile as she closes her dress around her body.

He puts his hand beneath her chin, tipping her face up to meet his, kissing her deeply on the mouth, the taste of mouthwash washing over the gesture.

Anna coughs slightly and shows herself out of his office, makes herself some tea to soothe her throat, and texts her husband to tell him about the upcoming trip to Europe for work. “Hey babe, boss asked me to go with him to meet with some clients in Europe next month. I don’t really have a say in it, but I wanted you to know! Love you.” Read more »