[MF] [Teacher/Student] Things got out of hand with my FWB when she tied up a student for me

I know it’s been a long time since I posted anything – sorry about that. Thanks to people that messaged me to ask if I was okay, to say they missed my posts, etc. I got kind of bored of writing erotica for a while. Combine that with being crazy busy traveling and working and erotica stuff got ignored.

Some of you may recall my post about hooking up with my coworker, Jenn. A lot of people messaged me about updates, but I didn’t post any because we became a “thing”. I guess you’d say we were dating. I didn’t want to let her in on my little erotica life so I wrote about other hookups. But now it’s over.

It was nice while it lasted. It was largely a physical connection and boy did we hit it off in that category. Jenn was/is…wild. In bed she was loud, willing, and *eager*. She always told me what she wanted, how it felt, etc. Sex with Jenn was, well, sexy.

Lucifer’s Touch 1 [M18][F18][F18][F18][F32][Mind Control][Series][First Time][MFFFF]

**Lucifer’s Touch 1**

Lucifer placed his blessing of control upon Tyler, a shy eighteen-year-old high school student nerd on the verge of graduation. It doesn’t take him long to realize the power at his disposal – controlling the hottest girl in class, Jennifer, to sexually ravish his body… amongst other things.

Lucifer may have his own plans, but will a horny teenager really be the right choice?

“Wake up.”

Tyler’s eyes opened. He was filled with energy from the night before and the fantastic sleep. Looking up at the ceiling, he wondered what the day might bring, especially after such a strange dream. Tyler shivered, remembering Lucifer in his dreams.

“Breakfast!”

It was his mother, Sarah. Sighing, Tyler stepped out of bed and put on a teeshirt and pants. Then, noticing his massive erection, he took a deep breath and tucked it under his pants belt. “I’m coming, mom!”

“Today is what – three days from graduation?” Sarah questioned her son when he appeared at the top of the basement stairs. “I bet you are getting excited.”

Junior Turned Financial Advisor Turned Potential FWB [MF]

I’m at an age where I should start planning my finances and so, I was looking for a financial advisor.

Enter, hazel. She was my middle school junior and we used to be really close, participating in the school band together in the same section. Now, she’s a 21 year old stunner. She’s tall, works out alot and she has very thick and plump lips.

I hadn’t actually spoken to her in maybe 2 years and so, I replied to one of her social media stories and our conversation continued from there. The conversation ended up to what she was doing now and that’s how I got to know that she was a financial advisor.

As previously mentioned, I was looking to plan my finances and so, we ended up meeting up over dinner to continue the conversation.

Dinner was nice and apart from talking finances and investment plans, we got to reminiscing the good old times.

After that initial meet up, we had another discussion over zoom and after considering for some time, we met to finalize my plan and to sign.

[M/F] The Wager [Part 6] [Chastity] [BDSM]

“Thomas, please undress so we may conclude the fitting.”
Standing naked in my living room with Miss Lisa fussing about in the bag, along with a couple of other bags she had brought, one of which had a beautiful pair of dress shoes.
Unzipping the garment bag, Miss Lisa first removed a pair of basic white boxers.
Placing my hand on her shoulder for support, she knelt down and slid first my right leg followed by the
left into my new boxers.
Next came the starched white shirt, followed by the pants.
Shirt buttoned up, pants pulled up, she produced a pair of suspenders from the bag, and adjusted them to fit properly.
Strapping on the cummerbund, she reminded me that the proper way to wear this was with the pleats in the up position.
As a reminder she told me they were nicknamed “Crumb catchers” in order that you can remember it’s correct way to wear them.

Stepping over to the full length mirror attached to the back of the door, I was stunned at the transformation.
Hello, my name is “Bond James Bond”.
Fuck, I looked good, dressed in this classic English style tuxedo, I looked like a gentleman of royal decent.

I 23[F] turned into the thing I hate most in life

Hey, been awhile since ive posted but dont let that fool you ive been just as naughty as ever, including a europe trip and so much more naughty fun. Ill definitely write about it all soon.

But for now i need to vent about something which i feel terrible about, ive been fucking my close friends boy friend for 2 months. I hate cheaters, and those they cheat with (if they are aware of it). Its just selfish and wrong and the most disgusting thing, but turns out i get off on it…

To make it worse she is a very close friend, like if she was to be married (aint happening anymore) then id be a bridesmaid for sure. She is same age as me, just gone 24, tall tanned and blonde with C cups and a killer ass (basically just the perfect aussie girl). I dont know why he cheats cause he isnt getting anything better than that. He is 23 too, tall and plays rugby (second row if anyone knows what that means) and handsome in a rugged way.

The Art Teacher and the Student The Next Sautrday [FM]

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The Art Teacher and her Student [FM] from gonewildstories

On Friday at the end of class she handed me a note. The note read “we need to talk this weekend”.

It was all the note said. All I got. Inside, I had been a heap all week. She seemed OK, but I think she was struggling too.

Saturday I rallied, I dressed well, crisp 501s, blue western shirt and my cowboy boots. It was 1980s Texas in the wake of Urban Cowboy, sue me. I eschewed cologne. Mom wanted to know where I was going, my only response was “out”. Only reason I know this is that those clothes and that attitude were my go too in the early ’80s (sorry about the attitude mom, RIP).

I arrived and looked up at the second floor apartment. I was gutted. I almost turned for home. Longest 50 yard walk I’d ever made, the weight of the world ate at my shoulders.

Academy Tales – Assembly [M/F 25-35] [penetration] [oral] [BDSM] [restraint]

“How much longer do you think it will be before he gets here?” Ava tugged absentmindedly at the hem of her skirt as she leaned forward to answer Stacy.

“It’s not even ten yet — and you know he’s never late for these. Don’t be so impatient – I don’t know how you made it to grad school without being able to sit for more than five minutes. I still can’t believe we got here early enough to be in the front row. I wonder if we’ll get to play at all.”

Stacy snorted. “Ha — with my grades? No way. Did you see how upset Ms. Bancs was with me last week when I failed the quiz? If she had her way, I’d be in the last row. Or literally out of the courtyard and back in the building.”

Ava gazed around, enjoying the warm breeze that lifted the drooping boughs of the willow trees and ruffled her hair. The courtyard was her favorite place at Mason’s Academy, and she spent as much time in it as possible. The trees, the koi pond, the gorgeous mahogany stocks set up on the center platform.

Looking for a BDSM erotica with interrogation trope

Like the title, I’m looking for a BDSM erotica with some interrogation scene (M-F). Preferably when the Master/Dom gets jealous and wanna ask his Sub questions about another guy, or he’s suspecting her lying or hiding something from him.

Thank you.

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The Babysitter | CH.02 | [Mf] [Cheating] [Age gap] [Light BDSM themes] [Spanking]

[chapter 01](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xh1u0s/the_babysitter_ch01_mf_cheating_age_gap/)

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“How soon is soon?” Cami asked, flustered as she hurriedly slid back into her dress.

“I don’t know.” I replied, stripping off the bed sheets. “But you shouldn’t be here to find out.”

It was the part of the story you don’t tend to read about much. After the steamy undressing, the hot love affair and the blissful slumber came the disorienting reality check, the panic-induced cleanup and for at least one of us, the shameful sneak home.

My heart was racing, almost faster than it was the night before. Evelyn said ‘soon’. She would be home soon. And whatever amount of time that meant precisely, was surely not enough to cleanup, shower and ensure that any and all evidence of what had happened was gone.

That last part was proving to be surprisingly difficult.

“Have you seen my underwear?”

I glanced at Camille.

“You’ve lost your underwear?”

“No.” She frowned. “You took them off. You lost them.”

I was beginning to see the appeal in the motel room cliche.

Why the hell had Evelyn changed on a dime, anyway? Why did she just have to come home first thing that same morning?

A Purposeful Collision, Part 4 [femdom] [bdsm] [real] [chastity] [at work] [new] [F36/F34/m44]

All of the color instantly drained from his face. For years, he had been able to keep this part of his world separate from his academic and then professional life; and now, in less than a week at a new place they were extremely tangled.

“Oh, this is where I’m headed too,” she said with a huge smile as she made sure he had seen the contents of her bag. “My friend Kelly has a little whore she needs some help with.”

With every fiber of his being, he knew she was talking about him, but his brain made him hold out hope that it was all just a series of strange coincidences that they were at the same place, and he was told he’d be receiving the same procedure she was set to administer. Being his first time in this building, he followed his lead as they walked towards and then into the same elevator.

“Don’t worry too much, in the office, this is our secret; but you should know, this has always been a huge kink for me,” she was bubbling with excitement as she unfolded the tiny instructions from the enema box. “You left your Reddit face up at your desk on your first day. I only glanced at it for a second, but looked you up when I got home that night – just in case you’re wondering how this all got started.”