The Trade [MF][Dom/Reluctant Sub] Part 10

All characters are 18+. Please leave your comments and feedback below! Thanks!

**P.S**. the bold and italicized text is someone, usually almost exclusively, Kate’s thoughts, but can also be external actions. Let me know if the story is readable or if more spacing or formatting would help.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkj82a/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkzeun/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nlko16/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nm128h/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_4/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nn2k92/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_5/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/noxuco/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_6/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nr59iy/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_7/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nsp8vw/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_8/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nxay2i/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_9/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Kate**: *F23. Main female of the story. 5’5″, b cup, slender, perfect ass. Feisty, irritable, playful at times, defensive, sexy, vanilla with subpar past sexual partners. Jen’s slightly older sister.*

**Jack**: *M25. Main male of the story. 6’0″, athletic, womanizer-type, suave, confident, amazing lover.*

**Jen**: *F22. Kate’s younger sister. 5’6″, c cup, slender, not as good as Kate’s ass. Typical, slutty, yet romanticizes too much.*

**Setting**: *Kate’s apartment*

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*Pain and pleasure*

THE MOST ROMANTIC SOUND IN THE WORD? SOUND OF CHOKING ON A COCK. [MM]

Circa 2018, used to live very close to an international airport in a tourist city. Had a fair amount of success living so close to the airport that saw lot of visitors. I used to be fairly vanilla, in a sense still am. This experience with a guy who I believe was cabin crew awakened the down-low slut I believe I have always been. Now I love serving hung guy; giving blowjob, deepthroating, getting his manhood slapped in my face. The sound of choking, which I find so romantic, like I don’t need the air as long as a hung cock is stuffed down my throat, regurgitating the contents of stomach but still finishing the job of serving a man and making him shoot loads.

Back to the story, met this guy through Grindr. He has his pics, socials, stats all there. Can’t remember the exact details but he was in his 20s, tall, fairly handsome, White boy. Instagram filled with pics of international travel. He seemed out as he had pics of his boyfriend on insta. Started chatting with him, exchanged pics, he wanted me over in his hotel room. However, he had very specific instructions; come over, get naked and get down on floor on your knees. He wanted to face fuck me, no anal sex or cuddling or anything else, just plain rough face fuck, make him cum and leave. I wasn’t sure, always been a vanilla guy and enjoyed cuddling more, but might have been very horny that night or had dry spell, I get in shower, brush, clean and drive to his hotel room.

She’s a good girl. [DDLG] [CNC] [BDSM] [ANAL]

I awoke to my alarm, like every other morning, and reached over to turn it off. Turning back over, I realized she wasn’t in bed with me, and shortly after heard noise from the kitchen. I got up and went in to find her sitting on the counter sipping apple juice from a cup and picking at a blueberry bagel on a small plate on the counter.

“Good morning little one.” I said before kissing her forehead softly and then moving to the cupboard to grab a glass.

She didn’t react.

“You’re up early.” I said, filling the glass with water and taking a drink. She still didn’t react, and was now sitting with her head down and her long hair hanging over her face. I set down the glass and walked in front of her. I lifted her chin with one finger and she looked up at me with pleading eyes.

“Why are you ignoring me, princess?” I said with a straight face while returning her gaze.

“I’m not, Daddy.” She half-mumbled with a pitiful voice that was almost a whine.

Reluctant Freeuse family

(All characters are not real and 18+)

When the young woman [Elizabeth](https://www.reddit.com/r/ElizabethOlsen/comments/dkgxgt/queen_of_sideboob/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) married into the family she knew what she was signing up for. This family had a tradition that dated back as far as anyone could remember and was a rule that had to be followed 100%. The rule was simple, any woman 18 years or older was allowed to be used as a freeuse slut to any man 18 years or older in the house. Elizabeth was 18 when she married her husband who came from a very old wealthy family, and she fully supported the rule letting her husband fuck her whenever he wanted however he wanted, she even expected she’d be able to share the burden with many daughters when they came of age, yet out of the 3 children she had, only the youngest was a girl. As her sons began coming of age, she found the rule even more difficult to maintain, with her husband and two horny sons, she found during the day she had a cock in her more often than not, yet she still suported the rule, even if she found it tedious. She believed it was important to keep the sexual health of the men in her family important, and when her daughter turned 18, she made sure to impress that importance on her as well. The Daughter of this family [Julia](https://www.reddit.com/r/JuliaMerekouliasPics/comments/o30dbw/how_long_until_onlyfans/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) however, was less impressed with the rule, while she followed it, she wasnt devoted to it the same way her mother was and partook reluctantly. The story of this family starts today on Julia’s 18th birthday being introduced to her new life

Sharing is Caring [MF] [Light Degradation] [Oral]

“Pet, I want you to meet him at the door tonight naked. He’ll like that.”

“Naked? Naked-naked? Are you sure?” She bit at a hangnail as she contemplated this turn of events.

“Did I stutter? Naked, as in no clothing. I want you to be completely nude when you open the door tonight.” She could feel that familiar anxious feeling start to grow in the pit of her stomach. She trusted her Mr. implicitly, of course, and she did her best to follow his requests, but she had to wrap her mind about this. Greeting her…guest…at the door with nothing on was so forward. What if he didn’t think she was sexy? What if he thought she was an actual whore?

She heard her husband’s voice over the phone line. “Sweetheart, did you hear me? Do you understand?”

She had made up her mind: she would step outside of her comfort zone. She had already started to get turned on by the idea. “Yes, Sir; sorry. I heard you and I understand. I’ll make sure I’m naked tonight when he arrives.”

Clementina, Part XIX [extreme, sf/horror/fantasy, monster, insects, tentacles, transgender, anal, lactation, incest(M/S), TTTTTFFF]

WARNING: THIS IS, AT TIMES, A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, MONSTERS, SEX WITH BUGS, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders, ‘cause, after all, ain’t that the point?

This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

This part continues chapter 4. There is a lot of bug sex in this chapter. Be warned.

I appreciate all your comments and feedback in the comments section and read every one of them. And if you have been paying attention, more than one reader suggestion has made its way into the story…

This begins immediately after Part XVIII ends.

Thank you

Clementina, Part XIX
Chapter 4: Brood (continues)

[FM] How my ex used to use me.

First time poster.

This is my favourite memory of our relationship. (Kind of a lot of back story, I’ll summarize).

-I was in a community College, he lived about a 10 minute drive away

-We had been dating for 5 months at this point

-we will call him Jake, he’s 19, same year as me

-I was 18

-Somewhat of a cnc story so be warned

-This story is also very long, so my apologies

-Yes everything was and is consensual.

I had just gotten out of class and headed to my car. Jake texted me earlier during class telling me that “if I knew what was best for me” I would get to his house asap. God this man turned me on.

I twisted the key and the engine started sputtering to life. My heart started to race. I knew exactly what was ahead of me; my body was scared but my heart and my pussy were throbbing.

I masturbated to my own sex tape after having it sent to me and filmed it back to the guy! [FM]

sometimes when I’m really horny, I do horny things.

So, the story. I hooked up with a football player. A really hot one and we fucked quite often. One time, he suggested if I wanted to fuck other guys from his team. A totally random suggestion, and most girls would’ve most likely left at that point. Not me though. I’m a whore, so I obviously said yes.

Few days later, he brought me to their locker room and well.. you can guess what happened. A locker room full of testosterone filled horny dudes. They were all ready to go. So, I took off my shirt and jeans and told the guys to fuck me.

Yep, a fucking gangbang happened. I wasn’t down doing anal and the guys respected that, so they took turns using my cunt and my mouth. At some point I noticed a camera shooting the whole thing. Like a good whore, I winked and smiled for the camera!

After a good while and a lot of orgasms later, we ended the gangbang. Later that evening, the guy who filmed the video, sent it to me.

An unplanned stop at the adult video store and my (25M) first experience with another man. [MM]

A quick note on this story…I originally posted this story under this same username, but deleted it. I had a moment where I thought, “Wait. Are you really going to post nudes and stories about your sex life on the internet??? People you know use the internet!!!” Then I proceeded to delete all of my posts and comments while anxiously waiting for someone I know to call and tell me they saw my dick on Reddit. Anyways, I’m back and wanted to repost this story because I’m pretty proud of it, and it was such a great experience for me. As for the age, I’m currently in my early 30s, but this happened when I was 25, so that’s what I’m putting in the title. With all of that out of the way, onto the good stuff!

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If you’ve driven on an interstate highway in the US, then you’ve seen them.

“BEST ADULT XXX, TOYS, AND LIENGERIE!!! EXIT 201-B IN 52 MILES!”

Brother and sister end vacation with steamy anal action. SISTER’S FIRST ANAL FUCK

It had been a wild night, and morning, but with the coming of the sun, there also came the dread of facing up to what had just happened. I had fucked Alana, my own sister. I had cum on her face. We had pretended to be strangers, but the truth was never forgotten. These explicit details would stay in our memories for the rest of our lives, and I wasn’t sure we could handle it.

For my part, I had wanted this, even obsessed about it, for quite a while. And I knew Alana wanted this to some degree even before we got naked together. So separate, left to our own minds, we could survive this and move on, though to where was a mystery. Together, however, I didn’t know how we’d handle it. Our relationship with each other, which had always been the innocent brother/sister thing that everyone has, was permanently destroyed. How could we continue to see each other, both at work and at home, with the vivid memory of sex hanging over our heads?

Would it tear us apart, or bring us together?