Your pretty smirky face

You knock at the door. I am in my laptop trying to debug a machine learning model that had been stressing me all day. I was eagerly expecting you, but work kept me distracted.

Glad to abandon that tedious task and with the anticipation of the night ahead, I closed the laptop and throw it to the sofa and jumped to open the door. I know it is you.

We have chatted before, but this was the first time we were seeing each other.

I am wearing just a pair of black cotton sleep pants. I like my body and I like to show it off. And I enjoy how uncomfortable some women get when I am shirtless in a casual setting and how hard they try to maintain eye contact and not look down.

I unlock and open the door. You are there dressing a strapless black dress. It fitted your body perfectly hugging tightly all your curves, revealing your delightful shape. The contrast of your fair skin with the black dress and your hair is exquisite and your eyes are bold and penetrating.

We’d met once… [Group]

Sorry guys it’s my first post and it’s going to be a bit of a long one. I really wanted to do it justice, besides writing it out with decent detail is gonna have me touching myself by the end.

So we’d met once, everyone got on well enough. There were some good laughs not too much awkwardness. Conversation wasn’t difficult. What more can you ask from a first date. Especially when it’s four people not just two.

I know on first sight my Mister (let’s call him T) is gonna die hoping he’ll get to undress her (let’s call her L). You can tell she’s got those tiny lil tits that are just so perky and perfect and gosh he loves that. There is no doubt he’s sold within the first twenty minutes. I’m not displeased with my prospect either(How’s J sound?). Definitely more handsome in person than the two photos I’d seen which is far better than having it the other way around. Things went well some board games, a few drinks, everyone agreed there would be a next time and it would be play time.

Cue the butterflies.

Owned By The CEOS-Paris Part 2

Hi all! Long time lurker first time poster. This is a chapter out of an ongoing series that I was inspired to write based on an assigned task of writing a fantasy. I had such fun with it I kept going and expanded it. It is written in a first person dear diary kind of format. “He” and “She” are not given names on purpose, it was a stylistic choice. Anyways enough rambling, here is the chapter. I would truly appreciate feedback. It IS pretty long…fair warning)

“Stop here please” Her command to the driver brought my attention back to her as we pulled up one of the long drives and stopped in front of a large brightly lit house with people milling about on the front steps. It appeared to be a party. My stomach rumbled lightly and I sent the silent wish that this party involved feeding me.

“Come along” She stepped out of the car gracefully, long legs shown off in a tight fitting blood red gown with a slit up to her hip and strappy black stilletos. She looked like a deadly femme fatale and I couldnt help admire her and the way the dress hugged every curve. My lighter blue airy dress made me seem like an innocent lamb next to her. I gulped as the thought passed through my mind…”a sacrificial lamb”

A pet and it’s owner

This is my first post and the first piece I write. Please be kind but also provide any feedback.

With that being said, enjoy…

It was a dark and stormy night, you could feel the cold cold metal hitting your bare skin, you have the urge to piss but are denied relief. A few hours pass and you start begging for permission, finally you are let out of your cage, but first the little bitch must be on her leash.
You start to piss in a corner, since that is all that you were given permission to do. Once you are done you beg your owner to let you on the bed, you are told to get on it.

Once you are on the bed, you put your ass up and must pay for being let on the bed. A knife is pulled out, and it is passed over your skin, it marks you. You beautiful skin starts showing the tracks of the knife, you are getting all nice and wet. Once your pussy is soaking wet, the teasing stops, and you begin to be spanked.

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The Harem of Maelys, Part 2, more monster girl erotica [FF, FFF]

In this chapter, Maelys returns to her castle with Gaelle, who is introduced to the other members of the Harem. She finds it hard to keep up with all the strangeness.

[https://write.as/stephalopod/the-harem-of-maelys-part-2](https://write.as/stephalopod/the-harem-of-maelys-part-2)

I’m still trying to shape the tone of the story; this chapter’s pretty different from the first one. Let me know what you think! And if you have any ideas for folks to add to the harem, let me know and maybe I can include them.

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[MF] Two cocks in one day… Hooking up with random redditors! (Part Two)

You can read more about my shenanigans on /r/verifiedverity. :) This is part two of a post I made yesterday.

**If you are in Australia / New Zealand and interested in hooking up with me, shoot me a PM with your age / location / hosting status / last STD test / and a picture of you. :)**

So I’m a prepared girl, so I showered at guy number one’s hotel, used mouth wash, brushed my hair, cleaned my kitty out, etc etc before heading to guy number two. I honestly didn’t know his name either during our entire encounter. ;) Just called him Sir or Daddy.

Sir was a last minute thing. My original second RAOBJ backed out on me. I had talked to Sir before, but I wanted to plan things a month out, and he couldn’t guarantee me he’d still be single then, so he turned me down. I was hoping he was still single, so I shot him a message. We quickly arranged things via Snapchat (my go-to!).

One [M] of those busy [F,F,F] days

I didn’t want to post so soon. But I was thinking of doing a quick post about what happened after I wrote that story but it seemed kind of silly to describe texting a chick all day and jerking off in a stairwell because it left me horny the rest of the day. Especially without pics or a video? What’s the sub again? Anyway, I def got some motivation this morning. But some of you awesome people have such great stories and great post histories that this whole ‘I’m gonna write a gw story’ just can’t seem to happen without also getting off in the process.

THis is long. 2/3’s of it is about sex though. So shrug?

I was drinking a lot that summer and also partying a bit I guess. I think I was throwing parties but I can’t really remember if it was around the time I did. I threw some really, really good fucking parties. Just a lot of fun, a lot of booze, they ran late. Good shit. It also makes me wonder how many people actually had sex at that house. I was way too drunk to notice though, most of the time.

Help me find the story..

I was reading this story on Literotica once. It was about this guy who was down on his luck, in between jobs, living with his friend.
The story was getting to a part where the roommate wanted him to dress in his exgirlfriends clothes if he was going to live there rent free.

I didn’t finish the story there and haven’t been able to find it again! Just wanted to know what happened…

A Three Domme Night[fmff][sissification][foot worship][femdom]

I woke up in a thick mental haze. My temples were throbbing and my eyes were slowly adjusting to the dim light. I immediately felt the cold, hard floor beneath me, and the piercing steal of the metal handcuffs that constricted around my wrists. I blinked a few times and looked around the small, unfamiliar room that I found myself in.

It was a normal dorm room with small, single bed in one corner and a cheap wooden desk in another. The walls were beige and the laminate flooring was a light brown. The decor was fairly feminine and I didn’t recognize any of the family pictures that adorned the walls. The bed was covered in a purple bedspread and faux fur pillows. The sheer pink curtains were drawn and thick blinds covered the window.

There was, however, something familiar in the room. Three things, actually, three women.

Working Hard for a Raise [FFFM] [spanking]

Working Hard for a Raise

*this is of course a work of fiction and fantasy. Any reluctance is part of the fantasy and not meant to represent a real situation.*

I’ve just returned home from work. Finally. I shower, enjoying the hot, delicious water and my luxurious organic soap. I get out of the shower and check my phone.

Oh God. A text from my boss. She can’t make me come in tomorrow. I need at least one weekend to myself here and there. Instead, I’m pleasantly surprised to see an invite to a gathering at her house tonight. I’m pretty tired but I know it’s important to accept these kinds of invitations. I text her back, “I’ll be there! Thanks for the invite.” Then I go into my room. I wear a bodysuit as underwear beneath a black tee-shirt dress and add a dangly necklace. I figure it walks the line of casual but sophisticated very well, and the lacy bodysuit underneath gives me a smooth silhouette. I’m ready to go.