[MF] Don’t fuck your coworkers (unless they’re hot)

It’s a bad idea to try to fuck your coworkers. But sometimes your coworkers have a nice ass, great tits and a sexy smile. So this started with a truly bad decision.

I met her a few years ago, and immediately was friendly to her. This was a lot because she was talented, and a lot because she was attractive. I promise that I don’t befriend my coworkers just because I want to fuck them. But I will absolutely picture what it’s like to fuck a coworker that’s attractive.

With her, she had spent time modelling. Going through her Facebook photos was definitely interesting. I did my best not to be a perv, but she was stunning. And she kept posting about open relationships. It was something that she was curious about. Eventually, I took this as an “in,” to strike up a non-professional conversation with her.

Each message I sent, I was fully prepared to shut it down, take a cold shower, and move on. But every one of replies tugged out more and more details about my private life.

The Start of Learning Something New [part 2] [MF] [BDSM]

He walks back over to her after spending some time in the drawer. He lays a handful of things above her head, Natalie tries to look up but he stops her head and places a finger in her mouth and pulls it back down. “No, not yet.” He takes her hands in his and places them above her head, then slowly makes his way down her body, a finger trailing down her skin. His finger slowing as it reaches her nipple and gives it a pinch. Natalie’s back arches as he applies pressure. Then his hand trails down the rest of her body, getting to her waist he moves his finger away from her wet pussy and down to her thigh moving down to each ankle. Taking a grasp on each spreading her legs slightly he pulls hard and quick to where her entire body moves down the bed and her knees bend under the beds edge.

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Categorized as Erotica Tagged

The Start of Learning Something New [BDSM] [Oral]

The smells of fruity femininity and hard masculinity combining in an open room always seemed to cause a rush of desires in some. Today was just like any other, until it wasn’t. The sound of a hair clippers drowning out most of what Natalie was trying to say. “So I know… well I’ve been told, what you do. You know for a living, what you teach I guess.” She stammered out, even through amounts of self tanner and concealer he could tell how much she was blushing.

“Yes?” He smiled at her, it was a turn on making her dance around the question and forcing her to ask him.

She bounced back and forth, her blonde hair swaying around her face. Blue eyes looking into his. “Well you see.” A pause as she bit her lip. “I was wondering if you could maybe teach me? I mean if you have room.”

He looked her in the eyes waiting, after a moment passed he replied. “I’ll have to think about it and see.” The look of excitement and disappointment that crossed her face was palpable. The remainder of the haircut when as normal but with less conversation. Natalie lead him to the back room where she washed his hair and did her normal neck massage. Unlike normal he was the only customer back there today. “Why?”

? I [F]ucked a stranger I met at the bank who was 3 times [M]y age ?

And it was one of the best hook ups I’ve ever had! (TLDR at the bottom❤)

The other day, I walked over to my local bank to cash in my paycheck (been too lazy to set up direct deposit) and ended up in line, in front of an older gentleman with tattoos and an eyebrow piercing. I found him very attractive, and loved the shirt he was wearing. It was black with a cat and ice cream donned on it with the words “all these flavors but you still choose to be salty.” I decided to compliment him on it and he returned the favor by positively commenting on my outfit (a skirt with a blouse and thigh-high socks).

We both smiled at each other and both felt this instant..connection. I could tell he found me attractive, and I was definitely into him, too. Every time I glanced behind me I found his eyes wandering and exploring my curves being hugged by the high-waisted cloth. I wanted to say something, but was too shy.

[FM] [BDSM] Masters orders: a quick servicing

My master has called me to service him at a hotel in the middle of the day. It is not easy to get away, but I lie and arrange to meet him. I make myself available whenever it suits him. I am his whore to use.

My hands tremble as I put on my black leather collar in the car. I know people who work at this particular hotel. I hope I can slip in and out of the lobby unnoticed.

With a black leather bag of sex toys in tow, I stride through the lobby and sit in front of a bank of elevators. As instructed, I message my Master to let him know that I have arrived.

The elevator doors open and he beckons me to join him. I am careful to keep my eyes low as I step in beside him. I speak only when spoken to. I am on his time now.

I follow him out of the elevator, careful to remain a few paces behind as he leads me to the hotel room. My heart is racing. Once I cross the threshold I will be completely under his command.

The Room [Str8] [F] [bdsm] [Fsub] [huml] [nc] [prost]

Hey guys, this is actually my first foray into the world of writing erotica. I know it’s not exactly Lord of the Rings in terms of world building, but any kind of opinions would be welcome!

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I honestly thought licking a stranger’s semen off of my own toes was the most degrading thing these people could do to me. Then, I thought that having to respond to every question they asked me with “I don’t know, I’m just a whore,” was the worst. I miss those days.

They’ve kept me in this room so long that it’s starting to feel like home. Even if they unlocked my collar and said, “You’re free to go!” I probably wouldn’t leave. I don’t know what it’s like to be anything other than a sex doll.

The room they keep me in isn’t exactly the Ritz. It’s a larger room with dozens of sex toys: vibrators, dildos, nipple clamps, collars, paddles, riding crops, you name it. In the corner is a standalone rack on which my various uniforms hang. There aren’t many, as most of the clients prefer me naked or rip my clothes to shreds. The bed, if you can call it that, is 10 wooden pallets stacked on top of each other with “mattress” stuffed with the ripped pieces of my clothing to lay on. There’s also a cabinet containing cleaning supplies, I am to keep the room in tip-top shape between guests.

The Room? (first story, bdsm, slave, rape, bimbo, solo F)

Hey guys, this is actually my first foray into the world of writing erotica. I know it’s not exactly Lord of the Rings in terms of world building, but any kind of opinions would be welcome!
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I honestly thought licking a stranger’s semen off of my own toes was the most degrading thing these people could do to me. Then, I thought that having to respond to every question they asked me with “I don’t know, I’m just a whore,” was the worst.
I miss those days.

They’ve kept me in this room so long that it’s starting to feel like home. Even if they unlocked my collar and said, “You’re free to go!” I probably wouldn’t leave. I don’t know what it’s like to be anything other than a sex doll.

The room they keep me in isn’t exactly the Ritz. It’s a larger room with dozens of sex toys: vibrators, dildos, nipple clamps, collars, paddles, riding crops, you name it. In the corner is a standalone rack on which my various uniforms hang. There aren’t many, as most of the clients prefer me naked or rip my clothes to shreds. The bed, if you can call it that, is 10 wooden pallets stacked on top of each other with “mattress” stuffed with the ripped pieces of my clothing to lay on. There’s also a cabinet containing cleaning supplies, I am to keep the room in tip-top shape between guests.

The things that I want [F][anal][bd][bdsm][blkmail][bst][buk][cuck][drugs][exh][Fdom][fist][Fsub][huml][mast][nc][oral][prost][reluc][voy][sm][public][freeuse]

I want to be fucked on a park bench.

I want to feel two fists inside me.

I want to be on a leash. I want the leash to clip to my clit piercing.

I want to get choked while I’m being fucked in the ass.

I want to be fucked to an emotional wreck.

I want to be made so wet it drips down my thighs walking around.

I want to feel cum drip down my thighs.

I want to be a 24/7 live-in sub.

I want to know how big of a buttplug I can take.

I want to have all 3 holes abused at the same time.

I want to feel your cum pumping down my throat.

I want to cum so hard it makes me pass out. Every day.

I want to be passed around so many guys I lose count.

I want to my ass gaped.

I want to be a sex-doll.

I want to blow you at the movies.

I want to masturbate over and over again until my body is limp.

Jessica’s Freedom – Chapter 2 [Rape] [BDSM] [Teen] [Crying] [Cunnilingus] [Kissing] [Sadism] [Gangbang] [FF] [MF] [Incest] [Facefucking/Blowjob] [Biting] [Abuse]

**This story is by and for adults and is purely fiction and fantasy. This story is purely for private enjoyment within one’s own imagination and does not condone any real life actions**

#Part One – Jessica’s Torment

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/997mq7/jessicas_torment_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/998f6i/jessicas_torment_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/99fow2/jessicas_torment_chapter_3_mf_rape_age_bdsm_anal/)

#Part Two – Jessica’s Despair

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9a04al/jessicas_despair_chapter_1_mf_rape_age_bdsm_slave/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9er6fj/jessicas_despair_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9foh8w/jessicas_despair_chapter_3_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

#Part Three – Jessica’s Freedom

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a1o2a6/jessicas_freedom_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

Well, hello. I’ve returned with a new name and account. I went back and forth between leaving this behind completely and pushing forth. In the end, I decided writing erotica is fun and it’s good practice. I want to keep this as a hobby and have a good time with it. So, here I am with a name I like more and the next chapter.

This will continue until it’s done. I have no set amount of chapters. Figured “Jessica’s Freedom” would go for three but there are ideas in my head I want to get out there so it’ll end up going for longer.

As always, I’m not a professional writer and erotica is not my forte – however, as always, I hope this does something for you.

[FF] A follow up with my (allegedly) straight friend

[First post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ax89vi/ff_helping_my_allegedly_straight_friend_after_a/)

So, after the night you all enjoyed hearing about so much, we cuddled some more and I spent the night in Chloes’s bed. No funny business took place and it was actually all quite sweet. Things were less awkward in the morning than they had any right to be. We each had a bit of a giggle and I eventually went back to my room and we went about our lives. We did text a *lot* more after that. She reaffirmed that she wasn’t gay or even bi but that doing stuff with girls just fell on that weird grey area. The one where she doesn’t *actually* enjoy it, but gets off on being forced to do it. At least, that’s what she thought but couldn’t be certain. We didn’t broach the subject again for some time and I figured that was that.