I dressed with care that afternoon I knew I was making a very well thought out excuse to friends and taking a train to a near by city to meet my secret lover X.
As I caught the train I kept thinking of what he may have prepared for the evening. We don’t meet up too often so we most the most of the opportunities we get. I scrolled through Reddit – read some memes and jokes just to try not to think of anything too naughty while I am on the train – those daydreams can get intense….
I finally arrive at the hotel and find his room. He opens his door, pulls me inside and kisses me deeply. We find the bed and fall on while removing articles of clothing as fast as we can. His fingers find my nipples and he sucks on them hard and swirls his tongue on each one in turn. I can feel myself getting wet and he was definitely getting hard…
His head moved down and he reached my clit and started to lick slowly and softly – as I started to moan he slid his fingers into my hot and wet pussy. I have no idea what he was going with his fingers but they were hitting the spot so well my moaning gets louder and I hope that his colleagues from work aren’t in nearby rooms and then I decided that I didn’t give a fuck if anyone heard – I was in heaven. ..
I came loudly and then it was his turn…
But that I will continue another day as I have to get out of bed and get dressed…
The Inspection: Part 1 [D/s] [MDom/femsub] [SM] [Sens Dep] [Control] [No Sex] Light [HUML] [Costumes] Feedback Appreciated!
***The Inspection: Part 1***
*She stood huddled under the ridiculously flimsy umbrella, gazing across the street at the hotel. An ordinary-looking hotel on an unprepossessing street, in an unremarkable quarter of one of France’s dingiest cities, and she couldn’t even summon up the courage to go in.*
*Running over the pedestrian crossing, the hotels’ glass doors sliding back and forwards with a soft whoosh as she dashed in, she shook off the rain and battled to close the stupid umbrella. Approaching the desk timidly, half wondering if somehow, there would be no reservation at all and she could perhaps just turn around and leave with no fuss, no drama, no test of bravado. But, there was. And a keycard. And a pleasantly-bored receptionist who motioned towards the lifts with her head whilst taking a copy of the ID.*
*Crossing the foyer, she walked towards the lifts and waited, running over phrases, expressions, things she wanted to say to him, in her mind. The lift was one of those with a giant mirror covering the back wall and she had to work hard to resist the temptation to primp and fuss with her appearance. A quick slick of lipstick sufficed. Her face looked pale and her skin was still slightly damp from the rain. Uncontrollable hair and a long, black woollen coat completed the look.*
[FM] Fucking my BF in the Furniture Store
My first apartment was with a boyfriend I had my freshmen year of college. We both were students that also worked on the side. Shortly after moving into our new place we decided to journey to the Home store. Once inside we were greeted by a salesman then shown around the sales floor. We had already picked out our bigger pieces for the apartment so we were only focused on finding accent pieces. After the associate grew tired of overselling us we moved to the back of the store to a room where they kept the rugs.
Beautiful rugs hung from the ceiling while the generic ones were rolled in plastic. After a few minutes searching we both realized how little we were being bothered back in the rug room. My boyfriend, Trevor, came behind me while I shuffled through the rug bin. His hands coiled around my body as he placed kisses on the back of my neck. I attempted to ignore him so I could keep browsing through the rugs. Trevor thought my challenge was cute so he entertained it. Like kids we hid around bins then darted across the room trying not to be seen. Trevor loved a good game of hide and seek tag.
Stroking your cunt in public ( MF )
Hey there Princess, I want you to lock your bedroom door and get into your bed ,prop your head against your pillow and imagine this.
We both are with friends, having dinner in a restaurant. You being a naughty little slut , has worn a short skirt exactly like daddy told you to. As we interact with our friends , I slip my hands under the table and place em over your inner thighs, slowly stroking em. Daddy looks straight into your eyes as you struggle to stay calm and not squirm in front of our friends. I bite my lips lightly as I stick my fingers into your short skirt , tugging the ends of my fingers on your silk panties, bringing my fingers along between your legs , rubbing against your panties near where your cunt lies.
“Umm girl, your panties are wet already. Looks like you like being touched in public .”
I use my fingers to part your panties to the sides as I run my knuckles on your wet clit,round and round as my fingers gets drenched in your wetness. I look up , seeing the agony in your eyes as I smirk, taking my index fingers into your wet cunt, slowly, in and taking it out , over and over again as you start getting wetter and wetter with every stroke I make. Just imagine princess, you’re having your cunt stroked my a man as you sit along your friends who have no idea that you’re having an orgasm. I brush my palms against your cunt hair as my fingers dig deeper and deeper into your wet cunt.
“Do you want to cum little princess? Do you want out of your misery and be a good girl? ”
You cum right into my hands, my hands wet all over , as I bring em out from under the table and lick them clean.
The Bargain [MF][incubus][fantasy][Gentle Mdom][runaway][ongoing story][love and affection][magic]
*This is a story that follows on from an audio porn performance of mine. Please feel free to enjoy it on it’s own, but if you would like to hear that performance, you can find it* [here](https://soundgasm.net/u/katherinesummers/I-Cant-Help-Myself)*. Alternatively, if you would rather read it, the script can be found* [here](https://pastebin.com/Nw1rUh6s)*. Both this and the audio are prequels to another story, so if you would like to read more about these characters, you can find their stories in parts* [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)*,* [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)*, and* [3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bq1086/the_witchs_apprentice_part_3_magic_mf_femdom/)*. This is all optional of course!*
*So without any more ado, please enjoy my story :)*
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**The Bargain**
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The day dawned and she belonged to no one.
True to her word, they had fled the village in the darkness of early morning when the air was still delicately cold, dew kissing her shins as she crossed the tall grasses that made up the outskirts. She turned to look for the building that had been her home for her entire life, still backing up the hill.
“Second thoughts?” Cipher asked her, also pausing, his eyes were on her.
Mother May I 8[orgy][femdom][pegging][MILF][Str8][FFFFM]
Dear Diary,
It has been so long since Victor and I had much fun. It’s been months since we enjoyed our time at the sex club, and Victor felt a little uneasy at the amount of control he gave up. The BDSM scene frightened him slightly, and he wondered if he could really get used to the idea of submitting in that way very often.
We had slowly been easing our way into pegging. Victor was willing, but there was just something missing. I spanked and controlled him in every way I knew how, but we both felt as though he wasn’t being used the way he could be. At the club, there was a sense of danger. All the people watching and getting involved in our play. It made it so much more intense and exciting. So, in the interest of bringing some fresh and exciting new experiences to our sex life, I hatched a plan.
“I-I have to… you know… t-touch myself… five times a day… or else I start to have… symptoms…” she awkwardly confessed to her newly appointed roommate. [FF]
This story was written in response to the title, which was a prompt.
Part 1.
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Jessica blinked owlishly, staring at the girl’s embarrassed face, unable to quite believe her ears. “You mean like…?” She curled her fingers in a come-hither motion, and her new roommate’s face went an even brighter shade of pink as she nodded. “Five times?”
“Yes…” It looked like she wanted to curl up into a ball and hide. Jessica felt bad pushing the girl on something she was obviously mortified about, but as her shock faded she was incredibly curious.
“Like, you have to-” she wiggled her fingers again, “five separate times, or just y’know, *finish* five times?”
“Um…” Her cheeks burned. “… separate…” She struggled to regain some amount of her composure, turning away from Jessica’s gaze. “It’s really hard on my schedule…”
“I can- actually, no, I can’t imagine, but that sounds like it sucks.” Jessica rubbed the back of her head. “What kind of symptoms…?”
“Shortness of breath… difficulty concentrating… increased blood flow… irrational decision-making…” It sounded like she was reading the warning label off the side of a pill bottle, and it took a second to click in Jessica’s mind.
The journal my psych told me to keep reads like twisted erotica
Tales of abuse lie within. If this isn’t your thing, please move along.
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11/08/2014
How do I *feel* toward him? I guess I’ll hand it to you, doc, you apparently showed up to the lesson on “using stupid questions to provoke a waterfall of twisted insanity out of people” at shrink school.
I mean, he pretty much crafted my identity for me. Without him, I probably would have done myself in before I hit teenagehood. Aside from the whole rape thing, he was the nicest person I’d ever met, and I only even recognize that “the whole rape thing” throws his kindness into question because everyone tells me so.
I know how utterly ridiculous that must sound, but just, the way he talked to me, the things he said…back then, I didn’t have any basis for comparison. I just thought that’s what it look and sounded (and felt) like when someone was nice to you. After all that happened at home, it felt so good to be wanted and loved, to have someone smile and get excited to see you, someone who actually **wanted** you around. When you come to believe that all you can do is make people hate you, you’ll run to the opportunity to make someone smile like a lemming to a cliff’s edge.
My first [MFM] threesome (thanks Reddit!)
Bea and Jay responded to my post on Reddit, looking for fun while I was traveling for work. We swapped messages on KIK and seemed like a good fit, so we set a day and time to meet up at…..Applebees. Yes, that Applebees. I booked my hotel last minute and the only bar near my hotel was an Applebees. We had a good laugh about it making for a good story and met for a few drinks to feel each other out.
Bea and Jay were a cool, attractive couple – Jay was well-dressed and well-groomed, very chill, Bea had a beautiful smile, cute makeup (that she would later lose to the pillow), and great body modifications. She was nervous and it was super cute. We bypassed the small talk for more interesting topics like sex, kinks, experiences, boundaries, limits, triggers, safe words, and desires. After threedrinks I hopped in their car and we rode back to hotel.
Bea steps out of the car and grabs an extra bag of goodies from the trunk. As we walk in to the hotel it feels as if everyone knows what we’re about to do, but really we just look like three friends going to our rooms.
Trading Sweat [MF] pt. 2
Part One was about our day on the island.
It was not the first time Kaelyn and I fucked, but it was the most memorable. As we thrusted against each other, our bodies intertwined, her legs wide and wrapped around my back, her tight pussy pulling me inside her, we became covered with a sheen of ocean salt and sweat. Our bodies responded to each other. It was one of those encounters where time stopped – we were fucking each other so thoroughly it felt like we could either continue forever, or bring it to a climax, cum and collapse eternity into an instant.
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Our first time together was a bit slower, more tentative. Not as sex crazed as some of the other stories on here (or even some of the other experiences I’ve written about and shared.)