The Underground Ravecity Pt. 1 [Fantasy] [Nudism] [Exhibitionsim] [Age gap]

Below the cold, damp, bland city was another city, one full of life, of hope, of energy, and fun. Underground, in the recently abandoned subway stations that once made up the city, was where people came together to have fun. This place was known as The Underground Ravecity.

Formed a couple of years ago, The Underground Ravecity was developed by a group of college students who wanted to create a new type of party life, one that would never have been be allowed to exist within the city. Thus they had brought their development to the recently abandoned subway line that ran below the city. It was relatively clean to begin with, but they had invested into cleaning it up, adding bright LED lighting, bright neon lights, and billboards advertising all sorts of things. They’d also installed lockers, showers, beds, and had allowed vendors to sell all sorts of legal (and illegal) items that people would need at any one point. The Underground Ravecity was about 6 stations long and could easily hold a couple thousand people at any one time. It was the perfect place for a party.

27/25 [MF] Opening up our relationship while my gf was abroad went further than I expected

My partner (25F) had a great opportunity to do a sponsored Master’s project that involved a lot of traveling around the East Coast of Africa and Madagascar. Unfortunately it meant we would be apart for quite a while but it was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

Around this time we had started exploring more in the bedroom, she was a bit hesitant at first but was eventually comfortable exploring some bondage/bdsm and eventually having a threesome with another guy. We both really enjoyed the experiences and knew that it was going to be difficult not having that physical part of the relationship. I suggested that she could have her half of the relationship open while she was away, I always enjoyed her getting attention and her being with other guys was a turn on for me (not in a cuckolding way though). So we ended up agreeing to have an open relationship while we were apart.

Swinger Club visit with a friend – Part 1: Acting as experienced swingers [M26/F22]

This is a long 3 part story. Part 2 and 3 will be posted soon, if you want to find some more info and a bit later the links to the next few parts, visit [my hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/FL_Erotica/posts/) or the disclaimer at the bottom of this post.

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Let’s preface this with the people who are in this story. I’m Phil, a 26 year old single dude who didn’t have all that much experience with women in his life. Most of my buddies were also single until very recently, and those who got in a relationship usually got together with a girl who was also in the extended friend group or at least close to it. Part of that same circle of friends was Carla, a very cute girl, four years younger than me. She was pretty, a bit on the thick side, but fit – a soccer player, and had a darker mixed race teint from her dad. We always liked each other as friends, usually hung out a lot and even were quite close for a good while. But there was never anything romantic between us, I had always been very sure that there was no chance that anything would ever happen. She was very open about her body, sexuality and relationships, but on the other hand never easy or promiscuous at all. When we met each other first, she had been in a long term relationship anyways, so I hadn’t seen her that way from the start. And from her perspective, I’m not the type of guy girls like that way anyways. So it had always been pretty clear on that front.

I 37 [F] provided unplanned entertainment for a bachelor party 40 [MMMMMMF] at a BDSM club

In most major cities around the world there is a club. There is a bouncer at the door, a line out front. ID check, cover charge, stamp on the inside left wrist. Most clubs are like that, and some even have a red velvet rope out front. Not here. Thick black velvet ropes stand guard by the door at this club, large gentlemen in tuxedos or black leather are the only ones who may touch these ropes. Invitation only.

This club specializes in bondage, the BDSM lifestyle, exhibitionism, all the naughty things your heart desires, but were perhaps too shy, too afraid. But aren’t you curious?

Many were here to dance. Most were here to view the open dungeon, blissfully aroused humans strapped with sloppy smiles to St. Andrew’s crosses or wooden horses, all manner of delights on display. Be open, be respectful, be free, you either have consent or you don’t, no cameras or phones allowed.

A witch made my mother fall in love with me. For a Price. (1/2)

Disclaimer: This series is the most brutal, dirtiest work I have ever written. It all came from a filthy mind of a client who commissioned me. This story countains mind control, incest, lots of threesomes and orgies with 1 man and multiple women, brutal spankings, sex slavery, a ton of bdsm, anal sex, blowjobs, titjobs, and lots more.

The Witch’s Price is one of my most sold work, and I’m only putting chapter 1 out for free. If you want to read all 6 chapters, you can purchase the bundle which is currently heavily discounted. Link at the bottom. For now, enjoy.

**The Witch’s Price**

**Chapter 1, Part 1**

Watching the trees and mountains and all the beautiful nature go by should have been an enthralling experience. After all, all I saw every day were buildings, cars, and more buildings.

But I could never enjoy the sights rolling past me. All I could think as I was sitting on the dimly lit train, clutching my Kindle in one hand and my phone in the other, was how crappy my life was.

A bdsm story I wrote for someone.

I’ve been writing these short erotica stories for a woman I’ve been talking to for a while now. She said someone else should read this so I stumbled in here. I figured it’s worth a shot. Every time I write for her I use “I” and “you”. Please let me know what you think and where I can improve. I am in no way calling myself a professional writer.

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I was in the shower washing last night off, reminiscing about everything we had done so far, and thinking about what I could do to keep the fire going. We agreed to meet up at the usual place and I told you I left a card at the front desk for you. I heard the door open as I let out a deep exhale, ready to meet you.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be about another 10 minutes.” I rinsed the soap off of my body and ran the water over my head, relishing in the thought of your sexy curves waiting to be explored by my hands. I tied the towel around my waist and walked out of the bathroom. The lights were dim. You weren’t in my field of vision as I moved toward the balcony, wondering where you were. “Ahem.” The hairs on the back of my neck became stiff. Once I turned around to see you, my eyes widened and my tongue involuntarily started to lick my lips.

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Hired a Monster Slayer to Slay Me [Trans] [BDSM] [Bisexual] [Dom/Sub] [Rough]

He arrived in a tiny desolate village with the bounty parchment in hand. A simple job, slay a juvenile minotaur that was destroying fields of crops and whisking away cattle. Normally he wouldn’t bother, but the pay was decent, and it was on the way to a larger job.

A bounty hunter had a thankless job in a largely thankless world. The stereotype was they only asked enough pay for ale to drink, a bed to sleep and a girl to warm the sheets. He couldn’t say he was terribly different.

His lifestyle was more survivable with certain assets, armor and a sharpened sword, a potion or two and a spell didn’t hurt. The rippled, hairy physique of a young, tan skinned Elf helped him avoid an early end and get interesting offers for alternative payment methods.

He used a book to occupy his time between destinations, and if the road got exceptionally lonely he had books for that as well. Living off what his horse could carry for him often limited his options for personal possessions, but his dirty novels were non-negotiable.

[M] 42 – Addicted to Sexting

Hello people!
This maybe a normal thing in a long term marriage
It’s been a while since me and my wife have had sex. She’s mostly asexual or we have a vanilla sexual relationship as you all call it. No BJs, and just missionary that’s also very rare.
And for past few weeks I’ve been Sexting a few ladies on here and getting off. Edging for a few hours and cumming like crazy. I even send em tributes of what they’ve gotten me to do with their little Sexting sessions.
Reddit women are really freaky, sexy, wild and crazy.
My kinks are hijabis, hairy pussies, role playing, bdsm, edging and lot more.

Cheers..Dms Open

I (26F) was feeling bratty. Then I met a brat tamer. [BDSM] [Dom/sub]

Months ago, I was in the wedding of a close friend. It was 70s themed: the bridesmaids were in peasant dresses, the groom was in corduroy, and there were *so many* disco balls. I knew a handful of people there and managed to catch up with them during the reception. My date for the wedding was a friend who’s into the BDSM scene, though we weren’t in any sort of relationship. During the course of the reception, we danced to hits from the 70s and I did my best (poor) imitation of disco-ing in a peasant dress.

After we sent the happy couple off to catch a red-eye flight, 6 or 7 of us grabbed drinks from the hotel bar and settled down to visit. A few drinks in, I started fiddling with the neckline of my dress. It caught the attention of a friend named Mikhail. He’s introverted – always watching and analyzing but rarely contributing to the conversation unless he’s interested in the topic. And a big man – not heavy, per se, but bulky.

Two Rope Bunnies [Rope] [Wax] [Threesome] [Sub] [Dom] [Transgender] [BDSM]

You feel the burning sensation of the red rope tighten against your wrists as they are tied to your ankles. You smell the candles burning and hear the little whimpers of Claire as you hear her ass get spanked. “Aww see your little friend loves getting her ass spanked. Do you want one too?”, Evan says. You turn your head to meet his eyes. Your cheeks turn red in embarrassment as you’re laying on the edge of his bed with your face down and ass up in the air, showing off everything you have. “Yes please, sir.”, you say nervously. Evan spanks your right ass cheek hard leaving a pink beaming hand print. You let out a grunt and you bite the bed sheet. “How was that you little whore?”, he says, rubbing the hand print. “It felt good… thank you.”, you say as your little ass stings. Evan laughs as you hear him unzip his pants. You watch and Claire does the same as he drops his pants and unveils his large, throbbing cock. You see a large precum stain next to the head as it shows he clearly is trying his best to hold back the urge to fuck the shit out of both of you. You see the definitions of his cock as it grows bigger. You feel your heartbeat grow bigger between your legs as he slowly begins to stroke himself over his underwear.