I’m not quite sure if this is the correct place to post this and if not I hope someone can redirect me. My girlfriend is looking for an adult novel that incorporates a lesbian relationship. We are hoping for it to have scenes with BDSM, as well as a plot outside of just the relationship. If you have any ideas please let me know! Thank you!
Tag: BDSM
[MF] A novel way to begin a relationship
This is the interesting tale of how my current relationship began. While it’s only been officially been going on a month, it’s unquestionably one the healthiest and sexually satisfying relationships I’ve ever been in.
Bear with me in this story, it’s a slow build. I promise it’ll be good though. It’ll be a long one.
**The characters:**
Me – 34 year old male. Average height. Thick built. Barrel chested. Decent amount of muscle. But some fat. Not in great shape, but not in poor shape either. I’ve been described as rather dashing, but I think they were trying to flatter. All in all I’m a not-unattractive nerdy guy with a great smile and good hair.
EM – 28 year old woman. Slightly taller than me. Often the most attractive woman in the room. Dirty Blonde hair. Curvy without being heavy. Perky D-cup breasts. Long legs. Amazing ass. Just an all around bombshell.
**The Setup:**
Since 2017 I’d been living a poly lifestyle. It had started with an open relationship (which ended early 2017). I’m active in the BDSM community as a switch. I’ve kept a fetlife for quite a while. And did most of my dating through OkCupid and Fetlife.
Riding My Uber Driver… Part 4 [MF]
*Previously: After fucking my Uber driver, Amal, in his car, I had later met up with him and his friend. All of us went home to have the most intense threesome of my life. It was a night I thought about many times, and I was eager to see him again.*
You can read first parts here:
[Riding my Uber Driver [MF]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zburx/riding_my_uber_driver_mf/)
[Riding My Uber Driver… Part 2 [MFM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zu2rp/riding_my_uber_driver_part_2_mfm/)
[Riding My Uber Driver… Part 3 [MFM]](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a01vhw/riding_my_uber_driver_part_3_mfm/)
Amal and I kept texting for the next few days.
It stayed very warm, very flirty, very dirt, with a ton of that “new relationship energy”, even though we definitely weren’t in a relationship.
Not really.
I was seeing other people, but the thought of his strong, masculine black body, and thick throbbing cock made me wet every time I saw a message from him show up on my phone.
I should also mention that we had a conversation about STDS, and Amal and I were both clean.
He actually got tested during that time, and came up clean. And I had behaved myself, also getting tested regularly due to my birth control.
A lovely evening…. a bdsm/bondage story. [FFFFFM]
The party had wound down, but the girls lingered finishing their drinks on the 55th floor terrace. The lights of New York twinkled around them.
“So glad we decided to have a girls weekend in New York. What better way to get to know each other?” exclaimed Ceci.
They had stumbled across the art opening exhibiting erotic bondage photos on fetlife. It was just a coincidence it happened to be on the weekend they were in New York. The location provided a superb setting to enjoy some wine and admire the lovely rope work so artfully captured in the photographs.
Shunshine gazed at a black-and-white photograph of a woman suspended with red rope from the ceiling. “I wonder what it would feel like to be bound in that manner,” she asked almost to herself.
“Would you like to find out?” His deep strong voice startled her.
All five women spun around to see who had spoken. The first thing Bella noticed was his dark suit against the contrast of his ginger beard.
“Well, I’m waiting. Would you?”
Bar Friends [Bi]
This happened to me about 5 years ago. Its definitely the condensed version as the events took place over the course of a year.
The Soft-Spoken Dominant [Mf][bdsm]
***This is a work of fiction. Numerous encounters, thoughts, and actions contributed to this piece. Due to recent events, it’s a bit more realistic/plausible than some of the other pieces I’ve written, which even suprised me as the words poured out. I hope you enjoy this little fragment of my mind, and I’d love to hear what you think!
~~~
“Hiya! You’re back early. I was just about to put dinner on the stove after I finished this-”
Her voice cuts off when she looks at his face, smile slipping as teeth nervously dig into her lower lip. To the outside observer, nothing was amiss. The wife lays on her stomach in one of his huge shirts and a pair of pink panties. Her feet are kicked up in the air as a book lays open on the bed. She is looking over her shoulder at her husband standing in the doorframe. The husband is taking his tie off after putting his briefcase down. Smiling. Relaxed.
She sees a different world.
The promises that hide within his gaze tells a completely different story.
Jessica’s Freedom – Chapter 1 [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**
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##(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/)
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The final part. Chapter 1 of 3. This chapter is shorter than the others, I’m sorry. However, this just felt right. Expect the final two chapters to be… quite fleshed out. I’m glad to be writing this story again.
The sisters continue to be ravished, this time by even more men who have paid to use them. It’s just another day for the slaves.
However, in the other room a new surprise awaits the girls…
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The next morning was spent with Kelsey. She caressed her younger sister’s face and gently kissed her, her tongue moving across the healing cuts within her mouth, and her hands rubbing over raised portions of skin that had turned into scars.
[M]ild initiation o[f] a young girl to the BDSM lifestyle [Long][Part 5]
This is the continuation of a longer story. You can find the previous parts in my post history
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Susan stood there, excited and nervous, waiting for the unknown. I walked up to her, picked her up and gently placed her on my bed. She offered me her hands, knowing that she was supposed to be tied up. I smiled at her eagerness.
“Tonight, your submission is not going to be for me. Tonight, it’s going to be all about you. Your submission, will be to yourself.”
I took her hands and tied them up by her wrists to the headboard of the bed with my belt.
“There are many forms of submission, and while D/s involves submitting to your partner, to fulfill the Dom’s needs and their expectations, a Sub must never forget that the reason she chooses to submit is to experience joy herself. If it is indeed in her submission that she finds joy, does it not make sense that her true submission is indeed to her own pleasure?”
She nodded in agreement.
“Tonight, you’re gonna learn the true joy in letting go. All you need to do is follow my instructions, and focus your attention on the sensations I want you to experience.”
[M]ild initiation o[f] a young girl to the BDSM lifestyle [Long][Part 5]
This is the continuation of a longer story. You can find the previous parts in my post history
———-
Susan stood there, excited and nervous, waiting for the unknown. I walked up to her, picked her up and gently placed her on my bed. She offered me her hands, knowing that she was supposed to be tied up. I smiled at her eagerness.
“Tonight, your submission is not going to be for me. Tonight, it’s going to be all about you. Your submission, will be to yourself.”
I took her hands and tied them up by her wrists to the headboard of the bed with my belt.
“There are many forms of submission, and while D/s involves submitting to your partner, to fulfill the Dom’s needs and their expectations, a Sub must never forget that the reason she chooses to submit is to experience joy herself. If it is indeed in her submission that she finds joy, does it not make sense that her true submission is indeed to her own pleasure?”
She nodded in agreement.
“Tonight, you’re gonna learn the true joy in letting go. All you need to do is follow my instructions, and focus your attention on the sensations I want you to experience.”
The little bird who pecked off more than she could chew [Group][MMMF]
[LONG]
There she was, jet black raven colored hair, green-eyed, petite, tight ass, 5’2″, B-cup, dressed in a form fitting professional black waitress dress, tights, and black heels. She had the appearance of making even the most conservative of wear, not-safe-for-work.
“May I take your order?” she said, as her gaze shifted curiously to all three of us.
“Let me guess. Whiskey, whiskey, and whiskey?”, She quickly quipped with a grin after staring at us in [our suit and tie combos](https://www.reddit.com/user/TrifectaDoms/comments/9vp8yp/three_doms_at_an_investor_conference_pics/).
“We’ll take three tequila sunrises on the rocks”, Cal flashed back with a smirk.
“Ugh, shouldn’t you all be at the investor conference after-party?”
“None of us can stand another moment of looking at ourselves in the mirror”, I interjected.
She cutely giggled, turned around crisply, and swayed her fully shaped ass to the bar.
We recapped the investor conference, talked about our favored startups, and slowly turned our conversations to our personal hobbies. Drinks were flowing, tables and booths were emptying, and our conversation slowly turned to the subs we were training.