He wasn’t taking no for an answer [FM]

I’ve been writing for quite some time, but I’ve never posted here. I have plenty more where this came from if you’re interested.

When he growled in her ear to roll over, there was zero thought to question the statement. The tone of voice indicated that this wasn’t a question. Immediately, her body reacted to the sound of his voice. She’d been asleep just seconds prior, but he wrapped his arm around her waist, kissed her neck – and growled in her ear – he wanted her right that minute. That was all it took.

She rolled back into him and kicked the covers off her legs as he shifted out of her way. His hands roamed over her body. She had yet to open her eyes, but his lips were on her nipples and his hand was pulling at her knee, urging her legs apart. A small moan escaped her lips as his fingers found their way inside her. She could feel him smile against her chest. She was already wet. Pushing in one finger, then two, and spreading that wetness around, again, no questions, no protests, just compliance.

[MF] I fucked my gf and made her friend who loved her cry.

So my girlfriend was the kind of girl that would hang out with a lot of guys and she also was a gamer girl. She was blonde with beautiful hair, had great tits, a really cute face and an insane sexdrive. Now that wasn’t a problem for me as I really enjoyed sex too, so at our most “productive” we would fuck three times a day. When we stayed over at each others places she would always try to get me hard by grinding me while pretending to be asleep and she would’t stop until I slid into her.

As I mentioned she had a lot of guyfriends, and I was cool with them all, except a guy named André. André was clearly in love with her and hated my guts for being with her, something he told to my face during a party once. He didn’t want to alienate her and I don’t like to tell my partners who and who they can’t hang out with so this resulted in a lot of akward moments.

[FM] Tinder fuck in Riga, Estonia

I spent the summer traveling across Europe with some of my lads from my high school days and we got up to some depraved shit. As is to be expected, 90% of the conversations we had were sexual in nature, and anything and everything was made sexual if possible. As is any good time spent with the lads haha.

Anyway, as four guys bumbling around Europe in a mostly drunken haze, all four of us downloaded the requisite “dating” apps as we scoured the local areas for bitches and how’s to bang before we moved onto the next city.

His particular story is about my luck in snagging a particularly kinky Latvian girl who worked as an architect by day, but was a tinder THOT by night. And by golly I salute her.

My evening with Sofija began when she agreed to meet me infront of the Freedom Monument in downtown Riga. I had just been out for dinner and a round of drinks with my boys who promised to keep themselves busy around the town until I sent them a text everything was clear at the Airbnb so they could come home.

Very convenient store: gay c/d

“Hey Mr P”
“Hey Jesse, How ya doin’?”
“Not bad – Brett around?”
“Haven’t seen him. I think he’s suppose to be back around 6 or so.”
“Okay. I’ll probably swing by then. I’m just gonna grab a drink.”
I set my pack down and headed over to the cooler directly across from the counter. I opened the door and squatted down to grab a drink from the bottom shelf. There were a couple different flavors and after some looking I chose the iced tea. I walked back over to the counter to pay. Mr. P was leaning on the counter with a sly looking grin on his face.
“You’re all set, Jesse. No charge.”
“Are you sure Mr. P?”
“Absolutely. We’ll see you later.”
“Thanks!”
I grabbed my pack and headed out the door. Once I got back to my room, I needed to change to meet up for a run. I threw my shirt on the bed and took my pants off. A couple years ago, a then boyfriend had convinced me to start wearing womens underwear. At first, it was just when we were alone, to spice things up a bit. He was into it, and I’m pretty open to whatever, so I said sure. After awhile he thought it would be sexy if I started wearing it while we were out. He was right. I was terrified at first, thinking everyone will know and I’d be beyond embarrassed if anyone realized. But of course, no one knew. And I felt extremely sexy. Even after we broke up, I continued to do it. So as I was standing there in my room, getting changed for my run, in just the sky blue silk and lace thongs I had recently purchased, I suddenly remembered Mr P’s sly grin. “Oh shit” I said aloud. He saw them. He had to have seen them. As I was bending over to get a drink. I know these pants ride down low enough to see them when I’m stooped down like that. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit” This was my friend’s dad. He seems to be a pretty cool guy but I don’t *really* know him. Would he tell Brett? Fuck, okay…I have to worry about this later, I’m late. I went for my run but of course I couldn’t help but go through all the various scenarios of how this could go down. When I got back to my room, I showered and got dressed (no panties). I was suppose to meet Brett at his dads store. Fuck – I didn’t want to go back there.

[FM] Pleasuring my daddy after a month of him being gone. Another addition

This story actually comes before the first one I posted. This is what we did when he first came home.

We had made arrangements on what he wanted me to do when he got home. I was to make him a glass of jack and coke and leave it on the dining room table for him. Then I was to put my hair up into a pony tail and wait patiently on the bed for him, with the door closed, wearing nothing but a black lace corset lingerie outfit.

He texted me when he pulled into the driveway and I did exactly as my daddy asked me to, waiting patiently like a good little girl should.

When he walked into the room he was completely naked. He has an average sized cock and I could tell he was already horny because he was already semihard. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing and nibbling on his neck and breathed softly into his ear “welcome home daddy.” As I was kissing him I could feel his cock growing longer and harder against me.

Quick Cash (Teen, Mature, Outdoors)

Writers Note – So, I have been suffering from Writers Block for a while, and this is the first longer piece I have finished in months. It’s not perfect, but constructive criticism is definitely welcome, as well as ideas for stories in the future. Let me know what you all think, and I hope you enjoy!

Everyone in the small town knew that Mr. Miller was loaded, but Miranda’s best friend had told her about a way to get on the right side of the older man, and his bank account as well. It didn’t take much to get the teacher to tell her exactly what he wanted.

“Ah, Miranda! I remember you! You’ve grown quite a bit! You’re friends with April, right?”

“That’s right!” Miranda had answered. “I hear she ran into you at the grocery store recently.”

“Indeed, I did!” Mr. Miller said with a laugh. “And if you heard that, then you probably heard about our little arrangement?” The young woman’s face flushed red as she glanced down, unsure of how to approach the subject further. Mr. Miller laughed again, enjoying the younger woman’s obvious discomfort. “Not to worry my dear, I only offer THAT to former students I enjoyed having in class.” After a brief pause, he continued, “Students, like you, Miranda. I assume that’s what brought you here today? Are you in some kind of financial trouble?”

Bed Rest [MF] [cheating] [teasing] [sexual tension]

**Author’s Note:** *First finished story! Let me know what works and what doesn’t work. I’ll probably go for a female perspective next time as that seems to be more popular.*

It had been just over an hour since Tanya’s last text; “just got home, come over?”

We’d met in college, and bonded over the fact that we lived just two towns away from each other. We’d finished our second year, but over the summer, she had developed a fairly serious kidney stone. When it became clear that it was too serious for her to pass on her own, she had to have it surgically removed.

Just over an hour ago, she had finally gotten home and I’d run a couple of empty back-road red lights on my way here. I pulled into the driveway of her parent’s home and knocked softly at the door. Her mother answered. Mrs. Deckland was the spitting image of her daughter. Tall and slim, with mousey hair and some light freckling that brought a youthful life to her.

“Hi, you must be Eric, I’m Sharon. Come in, Tany was trying to wait up for you, but the pain meds made her a little loopy.

Take me now part 4 (MF bondage predator/ prey)

[part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c7nur3/take_me_now_mf_bondage_predatorprey/)
[part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c82bct/take_me_now_part_2_mf_bondage_predatorprey/)
[part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c8cvgk/take_me_now_part_3_mf_bondage_predatorprey/)
(This is my first writing. I would appreciate comments to help me improve) (Redone due to missed typo in the title)

I moan loudly as the tendrils of the toy you are using run down my back. I can’t place what this is in my head. It is not as easily identifiable as the whip and the paddle were. It leaves long stinging scratches down my back with some strokes and a thuddy impact with others.

I can hear it swish and whistle through the air. I imagine its many tendrils twirling and bending gracefully like a dancer before impact. I gasp as you switch up the game. You start to wrap those tendrils around me, landing on my breasts and stomach. Left then right over and over as I get lost in the sensation.

I barely register you stopping until I feel your hands on my breast and your denim clad cock against my ass. I try to rub against you for some relief. You squeeze and pinch my nipples as if you are playing some instrument. Maybe you are since I whimper and sigh with each touch. You slide your hand over my swollen and extremely wet pussy. You growl, “Mine pet” and I nearly cum right then. I thought it impossible to become wetter than I already was, but you proved me wrong.

Sarah [femdom, lezdom, mff, chastity, female dominance]

The sun shines brightly in my eyes, waking me from the comfort of a restful sleep. I turn towards my assailant, and there on the wall, slightly crooked and mocking me – hangs the subtle reminder “Be My Bitch”.

“Oh yeah, we’re playing this game again.” I feel desire begin to rise up inside me, but it is met with resistance from the cold steel cage that encases my forced-flaccid cock completely. Desire turns into pain as I realize my dilemma and the blood begins to rush. My cock contorts and pushes against the bars, leaving dents and an ache in my stomach that won’t go away until my arousal subsides. I get up, and force myself into the day – to forget about it as best I can. I know she’s not thinking about it right now. She’s got up early, dressed herself well, and went off to do important work that makes a difference in the world. She’s an elegant businesswoman. She’s so sexy. I bet she smells good.