My affection, Oh brother… (true) (1 of several)

*I haven’t chosen to tell this story to get a reaction. Although a big part of me is desperately curious to know what you think. And what you feel. I’m writing this because it’s cathartic, it helps me. It helps me to think about the things I’ve done. To figure out how I feel about these things. Whether I’m ashamed or not. If people are interested, I’ll tell the rest of my story, although it might need a few chapters.*

Home again from a night out with friends, off in gloomy rainy lovely Manchester. The cold walk back from the train station had left my exposed flesh goose-pimpled and a fair proportion of my flesh was exposed. My dress wasn’t as tight-fitting as some of my friends’, but it only just covered what it needed to. If I’d have bent over at any point in the evening a lot of people would have seen midnight-blue knickers and my firm little bum. I wrestled with the key and let myself into my parents’ semi-detached house in what must be Northern England’s tamest suburbia.

Bathtime With Daddy [Part 1][Ddlg][Submission][Ownership][blowjob]

The jingling of keys and the light creaking of the door as it opened, Daddy’s home! Daddy Daddy Daddy.
All day all I could think about was you, and how much longer it would be till you got home…how Daddy can make me kneel for him with just a look. Daddy deserves my submission… Daddy has earned my submission… and not just sexually. Daddy owns me. My mind… my body… my soul.

I heard the sound of your boots against the hardwood floors and I could not hold myself back. I creeped around the corner, feeling your shirt brush against my thigh. As much as I love skirts and dresses, nothing feels better than being in your clothes… engulfed in your scent… marked as yours. As I peeked my head around the corner I saw your back turned towards me and you taking off your coat, giggles spilling out of my mouth as I hatched my plan. As soon as you put down your briefcase, I jumped into action.
“Daddy!” I shouted as I ran towards you and sprang off of my toes to jump on your back. I wrapped my arms around your broad shoulders and ensnared your waist with my legs. You had been expecting me to, as this is normally how I greet you at the door. That is unless I am in trouble or you have other plans, in which case I am kneeling by the door for you. With a leash attached to my collar hanging off of a hook by the door. But I had been a good girl today, and my only instruction was to go home and relax until Daddy got here.

I had sex with my boss’s husband [FM] [cheating]

I am a 21 year old culinary student. I work in a bakery. The bakery was founded about 5 years ago by my boss Sarah. She has opened up a few coffee shops that sell some of the baked goods. She is probably in her late 30s. She is a great boss and does a great job of mentoring all the staff. She is a workaholic.

Her husband, Jack, will sometimes help out on weekends with non-baking tasks (making deliveries, picking up ingredients, etc.). He is in his 40s. He is white, about 6’3”, in good shape, full head of thick hair and very charismatic. He is an investment banker. I think he probably provided a lot of the money to start the bakery. Either way, he is very supportive of his wife and her businesses.

A few months ago, I was working on a delivery of cupcakes to a corporate event. It was about 45 minutes away so we decided it was better to finish decorating the cupcake at the location rather than risk damaging them during the drive. Jack was going to drive and help with delivering the cupcake while I was going to finish the decorating once we got there.

Double Trouble[MMF][DP][Anal]

Kelly sat, legged crossed, across from her two new friends. If you can call them friends. The two men had met her at a bar just hours earlier and invited her over for a drink.

Mark had talked to her for a while and she was clearly flirting with him, though he was about 20 years her senior. She had this aura to her, innocent seeming but with a kind of experience. He invited her back to his place after it became clear that she was a shy yet willing participant for an evening of fun.

Kelly was wearing a yellow knee length pencil skirt and a royal purple halter top. Her heels were sensible and her slim, short frame was accented by her short, blond hair. Her lips were nude and her eyes were naked except for subtle black mascara. She appeared sweet, innocent, but little did the men know, she knew exactly what she was doing there.

[MF] Met this couple at the gym and this happened

I met this couple at my gym. The guy was asian he was a pretty built guy but shorter than his girlfriend. Now I noticed this girl, no normal dude wouldn’t.

She was a stunner PAWG with a great face with amazing features and even better body. She only worked out a few days a week while I saw this guy I’ll call Tom, almost everyday so we got to talking and seemed okay enough and thought I found a decent spotter.

Now Tom’s girlfriend lets call her Leah seemed like she didn’t want anything to do with me and I thought it was because she didn’t like me looking at her body and sure I got caught tons over the weeks doing just that but can’t blame a guy for looking at THAT!

So Tom and Leah are working out together when I arrived and it was pretty late I just thought I could fit in a run. I talk to them for a few minutes before I was about to start on the treadmill when the gym owner comes to us and he asks Tom if they want to wait until I left.

Her best Her [MF]

“Dr. Bloom will see you now, Ana.” The nurse is cute. A bit thin, but tall and athletic. Ana idly wonders if she is fucking the doctor, isn’t that the cliche? Ana is a cynic and a skeptic, and she knows she is being unfair to this woman she’d barely met, and to the doctor.

Dr. Bloom has a great reputation among Ana’s closest friends. Lisa came home from his office, and after those first two visits she hadn’t touched a cigarette again. She was a changed woman. Lisa was positively glowing under Bloom’s care, and all she could tell Ana was “it’s really life changing, what he does.” She said it almost dreamily, like she was remembering … something.

Lisa was a bit of a flake, and Ana wouldn’t have given Dr. Bloom a second thought until Deb went to him. Deb was part of the friend group, but she was tough to be around. She took pride in “telling it like it is,” but that was just code. She was a bitch. She’d yell at anyone, and have fun doing it. She yelled at a police officer over a month ago, poking him in the chest as she argued with him. She was sentenced to therapy in addition to a hefty fine. She chose therapy with Dr. Bloom. Deb was downright lovely the last two weeks, his treatment of her bad attitude and explosive temper was eerily effective. Just like with Lisa, whenever Ana asked how he did it, the answers were vague, and in Deb’s case accompanied by an uncharacteristic dopey smile.

New Couple In the Neighborhood by EvB

His older sister dropped her dress; she was naked under it. Flopping onto the bed, she spread her arms and legs. “Who’s first? Twenty bucks a hole.”

Five of his friends crowding the two-person dorm room gaped, then dug into their pockets. There was enough cash in the room for four of them to fuck her once, one hole of choice. Zippers fell, cocks rose.

Jim watched his friends one after the other. Three chose her cunt, only one her mouth. All got hard again almost immediately after coming.

“Come on.” He grabbed the fifth friend by his swollen cock. “Can’t leave you hanging.” He’d been jacking off but she guided him into her. He bucked three times and fell limp on her. She laughed. “Pay me later.”

“Should be half price.” Jim’s joke referred to how fast the fifth guy had gotten off, but it drew his sister’s attention to him.

She smiled. “How about you, little brother?”

At once he was rock hard. “You’re my sister.”

“So you can go for free.”

He started trembling. “Seriously?” He suspected she was tricking him so she could pull some humiliating joke. It had happened many times as they’d grown up in the cold house back in Michigan.

Thank you, Sir [MF] [BDSM] [Domination] [Blindfold] [Tied-Up] [Spanking] [Face-Fucking] [Fucking] [Positive Reinforcement] [Name Calling] [Longish]

This is a sequel to [A Different Kind of Introduction, found here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aiq13b/a_different_kind_of_introduction_mf_bdsm_choking/) You don’t need to read it for this, but it’s in the same vein.

It’s been a couple of weeks since our first encounter. It’s been a blur of dirty messages, dirtier voice messages, pictures, and promises of fun yet to come. Finally though, we get to an evening we can see each other again. You make your way to the hotel, and as instructed by my messages to you, you go to the front desk and ask for a key to the room in my name. You get into the elevator and take a breath as the doors close, gaining some control on your nerves and nervous excitement. The ride up is excruciatingly slow, anticipation making you smile to yourself, trying hard to play it cool. Double checking the room number, you step out into the corridor and begin searching. Eventually you come to the end of the corridor and find right room. You slide the key card in, the little light flashes green. You take a breath, place your hand on the handle, and step in.

injection fetish fantasy

He was so charming. That was your first impression of him. Even beyond his handsome features and his expensive suit, you were captivated by his charisma. His presence was intoxicating and you distinctly remembered thinking “maybe this is just what I need.” Oh there were warning signs to be sure, but you ascribed his thinly veiled innuendos to the sexual tension between you two, and you even found yourself wishing that he was hinting at a sexual kink that the two of you could explore together.

[M] confessions of a newly single man exploring.

My first try at writing an erotic story, one of my true stories. Feedback welcome, ladies and men alike… :)

Those were times when I was single (my late 30s), in the middle of a messy divorce from my ex, which was a controlling manipulative narcissist, tough times as you can imagine; but this is not the point of this post.

Quite interestingly, sex with my ex has always been full and satisfying, I thought it would be hard to find such a match in bed.
Therefore, I was eager to make new experiences and meet people; maybe to exorcise myself from this relationship, wash myself away in lust.
I’ve registered on many websites and made colorful new connections in my new life as a single man.

I’ve met Ming (not her real name) on a dating site, she was a mother of 2 in her mid thirties, she was born and raised in the Shanghai region and live in a city an hour drive from where I was living and working (I leave in EU). She would commute every day to work around were I live, and we took time to meet up after work.