Teachers punishment [M/F] [fantasy]

This is my first post, keep that in mind.

I swore at my teacher the other day and slapped her in the face because she was annoying me. She told me to stop and said I would be punished tommrow since class was almost over.

I didn’t think much about it and when I walked into school tomorrow class went as normal. She told me to stay after and once the bell rung it was only me, her and Alyssa. Alyssa was a pretty girl in my class that helped my teacher sometimes.

My teacher told me to come with her and we walked to the nurses office. I was confused because the nurses office was closed today. She shut the door behind her and told me to sit on the bed while she gets the punishment ready with Alyssa. She goes into the back and takes our two large suppositories, four pairs of medical gloves, two masks and a towel. Read more »

[FMFM] Did a fourway make me switch sides? Now I’m dating a girl!

I’m back. I know it’s been a few months since you’ve heard from me, I’ve been busy. But this past week, I have the naughtiest of stories, perhaps the kinkiest I’ve ever been. Oh, and for those of you that have been asking, you finally get to know my real name.

This week has been a blur, and by blur I mean a blur of bodies. Last weekend I went to my best friend’s house for her boyfriend’s 30th birthday party. Her boyfriend, ah, I’ve stared at my ceiling and fucked myself with a toy with images of him on more than one occasion. I want nothing more than for him to ravish me, behind Amy’s back of course. I want his lips on every inch of my body and his cock wherever the fuck he wants to put it. I want him to make me his own. Read more »

To all Milfs who have had one of these nights

You aren’t exactly sure how you ended up in this situation; this college boy pressing you against the car as you try to stand unsteadily in your five inch heels. You aren’t sure how you ended up with his hand up your skirt and his tongue in your mouth. You only know that your body is responding in a way that you had not expected when the evening began. You can feel the moisture between your legs and you are sure he can feel it through your thong as you fight the urge to slide it aside and give him access to the source of that wetness. You can feel his large erection pressing against your leg as he presses against your short leather skirt that covers very little of your thigh. You can feel your hard nipples pressing against your lace bra and the thin cover up that really doesn’t live up to its name. You can also feel where your body wants this to go. Read more »

Car Fuck on a Public Street [MF]

Last week I attended a Burning Man party in downtown Oakland with a few friends, and met a lovely and sexy woman named Jody. She has a shock of crazy blond hair and a vivacious, infectious energy. She was a friend of my friends, and we hit it off the minute we met.

After a while the group went to a bar, where we all drank, danced, chatted, and flirted, where we slowly lost people one by one until it was just me and Jody. Jody told me her previous fuck buddy had wanted to take her to a sex club but she had never been, so I offered to take her to one that night, right then and there. She was tempted but had to get up for work early the next morning, so we decided to take a raincheck. I told her I would walk her to her car so she could get home and get some sleep.

Which was fully my intention. Honest.

Her car was parked about a block away. It was on sort of a back-street off a major thoroughfare. The street was well-lit and there were one or two other groups of people walking down the block at the same time as we were. Read more »

Thoughts of you

We’ve never met, but I feel as though I know you.
I feel as if I’ve always known you.
As in I’ve felt your presence wash through me often over time sensing a feeling of intimacy and comfort wrap around me like a favorite soft blanket.

I imagine many things about you:
The early morning sun across your peaceful sleeping face.
Watching you sleep, your breathing calm, your face relaxed and just oh so sexy.
Your hair tousled, knowing I want to reach out and run my fingers slowly through it

Your chest lightly dusted with hair, your abs still firm, your lovely snail trail disappearing under your boxer band, morning wood evident.
I imagine your eyes slowly opening and catching me watching you and rather than look away your whole face brightens and smiles back, our eyes meeting and both our smiles widening.

I imagine your hand reaching up and tucking my hair behind my ear and then moving to the back of my head and gently pulling me down to meet your lips.

A slow, soft gentle kiss to start. Read more »

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[MF] fun at the office [public]

As I sit at my desk, you come up behind me and swivel my chair around. You quickly lean down and passionately kiss me before straddling my lap. My hands grasp the small of your back and I pull your body closer to mine as our kiss persists. I feel you wriggle your arse on my thighs as you aim to be as close to me as possible. 
My hands move up your back to entangle your hair and pull your head back so that I can kiss your neck and mark you as mine. As you moan from my evident desire for you pulsing under your crotch, my hands run down your back to grasp the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head. I bury my face between your breasts as I unclasp your bra, my stubble and lips grazing across your sensitive skin. 
All this attention from me resulting in you feeling more desirable with each passing second. As your mind runs away with unrelated thoughts, my lips move across and capture one of your breasts, my tongue darting out and fluttering across and bringing your mind back to the sensations I am giving to your body. 
My hands are roaming across your back touching as much of you as I can, while my mouth is unremitting in its attempt to gratify your sexual desires. You are unceasing with your grinding on me, feeling my hardness through our clothing and wanting it inside of you. I pull my shirt off over my head so that I can feel your nakedness against mine, you whimpering in disappointment for the lack of contact while I need to perform that task. 
I pull you up from my lap and sit you on my desk, my body still between yours as I extend my hands to feel your glorious breasts cupped in them, my fingers enclosing around them and rolling them causing sparks to shoot from there down to your wet centre. I lean down and kiss you passionately as you reach down and undo our pants desperate for me to be inside of you. 
We quickly wiggle out of the remainder of our clothing as my hands and lips maintain their contact with your sexy body. As the last item of clothing drops from your foot, you grab my hardness and pull me to you. I moan into your mouth from the feel of your hand surrounding me and the anticipation of being inside you again. As I feel your wetness touch the head of my shaft, I push into you and feel you squeezing me as I invade your body again. 
I look into your eyes as I bottom out and see the look of desire evident in them. I see your mouth open in a silent moan as you feel me thrusting into you and you close your eyes to focus solely on that sensation. 
My desk moves under you from the force of my thrusts and our moans echo around the room. Your legs squeeze me tight to your body before we rearrange so that your ankles are around my neck and the change of angle amplifies the already high sexual energy we have.
Our desire reaches a crescendo and I explode within the confines of your body, my shaft expanding for each release into you. Your walls convulsing around me as you milk every drop from my body as you want me inside you for ever. 
As we both slowly come down from the sexual high, we hear the office noises around us and see we have an audience…

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Fucking my lab partner [MF]

My freshman year first semester of college, my CS class had one girl in it, and lucky for me, I was assigned to be her lab partner for the semester. We worked together on the projects almost every day, and quickly became best friends. She was still dating her high school boyfriend, so there was no chance of anything more happening between us.

Sometime towards the end of the semester, she invited me to her room to work on a project. This was not unusual, her roommate was not often in her room, and there was no need to go to the lab for most projects. When I got there she told me she had just broken up with her boyfriend, so we talked for a bit before starting the project. Sometime around 2am we were finally nearing the end of the work, all that remained was the last bit I was working on. She told me I could keep working in her room, but she was going to take a shower before bed. again, not unusual she had done this before, normally she would make sure I was looking away when she came back and changed. This time though, she when she came back she dropped her towel while I was looking then proceeded to pull out her pink-polka-dot pajamas and put them on. Read more »

Emma Stone’s Free-use Feet for Public Funding (Part 2) [MF] [Dub-con][Foot-fetish][Humiliation][Voyeurism]

(Part 2 of the series, part 3 is coming soon. If you havent read it I suggest reading [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eyzk19/emma_stones_freeuse_feet_for_public_funding_mf/). Lots of intense foot fetish and voyeuristic themes so not everybody’s cup of tea. Feedback and suggestions always welcome)

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It didn’t take long for Roger to cum once Emma started working his swollen shaft with her pale, creamy soles. It never did. She had a wonderful way of softly pressing his shaft between her gorgeously high arches, squeezing him **just** tight enough as she reluctantly pumped her feet up and down his length.

And it was largely due to this that Roger put such an emphasis on Emma having to use her toes all the time. Roger delighted at those 10 slender, picture-perfect toes; no matter how apprehensive Emma was in complying, they were always clumsily obedient to his every order. Tapping, poking, squeezing, wriggling, stroking…

Her toes were utterly heavenly in every possible way – but they were *foreplay*. They couldn’t envelope his cock like a warm wet pussy, but her soles and arches absolutely could. And so he purposefully kept Emma awake as 10, 20, 30 minutes came and went on the blinking clock face as the squeezing, prodding and stroking foreplay continued. Before finally… Read more »

The Van

Want to read how Vicky’s journey started? Check out ‘The Basement’ on my profile.

1st para – story * 2nd – smut * 3rd – filth

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Vicky lay impatiently on the basement sofa.

It was the 12th of October, over a week since she’d spent a Friday evening writhing from the flick of the Ghost’s tongue on her clit. She’d returned the next night in the hope to feel him again, but she’d been too scared to try and sneak into the house. She’d left, frustrated, and spent the rest of the week dreaming of that evening.

The current Saturday was a boozy camp out, and still lusting for his touch she’d dragged her boyfriend into their tent and begged him to fuck her.

What had followed was a fumbled attempt at sex that was over too quick and hardly worth the pain.

Desperate, she’d snuck from the tent and trekked twenty minutes to Sadie’s house. Fuelled by vodka and wine she’d swallowed her nerves and unsteadily snuck around the eerily dark property until she found the narrow basement windows through which she’d awkwardly slipped inside. Read more »

Round peg, round hole | part 1 | [MF] [anal] [edging] [denial]

The pressure built as she stroked and he was filled in a.way he had never been before. She stroked slower and cracked a sinister smile from the corner of her mouth as he opened his eyes…

The night started out like most, the two of them had dinner at home and then watched some television. Both sat on their respective places on the couch, just relaxing.

As the show took a commercial break, she leaned over and said, “Hey, do you want some wine?”. He lazily nodded in the affirmative, and then also got up to take a piss.

As he shook the last drops away towards the toilet, he realized he was having a pavlovian response to her question. He had started to associate a late night glass of wine with getting laid. It was a pattern he hadn’t noticed until this moment, and that he wouldn’t forget after tonight.

As he went back to the living room, she was in his spot on the couch wearing only a t-shirt and panties, huge toothy smile and two glasses of wine in her hands. He smiled back, realizing he was right. She had naughty motives on her mind and he wasn’t going to miss these obvious clues. Read more »