Dont know if this is allowed but im trying to decide what i want to write next or what ideas to totally throw away. so i was going to post here and see what people thought about some of my ideas. [M/F] [BDSM] [Fantasy] mostly.

Ok so I'm always getting ideas and some are more like just quick scenes i would like to do while others are more hashed out. I'm currently working on two and plan to post them soonish along with the next rebirth of krypton chapter when ever i get to it ( imagine Powergirl, Supergirl, and lots of pleasantly shaped crystals)

Any ways i thought i would write out some of my ideas and get feed back on them or get them out there so someone can see it and maby get inspired. Also it seems like it takes me forever to write, like it takes an hour to get 1500 or 2000 words out when i try to write a fanfic or litfic.

[Str8, bdsm, mdom, nc, fantasy] Ruthless, A vikings tale.

It was just another sunny, medieval, Scandinavian morning in the quiet coastal town of skaarsgard. The Blacksmiths were out blacksmithing, the children were out playing, the women were out hanging laundry on the clotheslines and retrieving water from the wells. The birds were out singing to the beautiful dawn and all was normal and well.

Skaarsgard was a wealthy little town, the man who founded it is rumored to be a descendant of the king, but regardless of rumors he inherited a large some of money and moved him and his family out to the coast and started a textile company. He had many workers, and some slaves, and eventually more rich people settled in this quiet and relatively unestablished area to house their own businesses. After all it was easy to ship to the other major towns, and it kept them away from the busy streets and most of all, the peasants and poor people. They all kept their own workers and slaves in a community house, that had all of the amenities and shops that they needed, as to keep them away from the actual town.

The nude girl on stage – MF/f – exhibitionism mild D/s

The club was loud, but not overwhelmingly so. The music piped in through speakers and not live. This was not a club people came too for music. No, they had something else in mind.

The girl, Stacy and I were dressed for the Mardi Gras theme. Each of the girls were in sequined sparkling dresses and I was dressed in a suit. We all wore matching masks. The girls half masks, both sequined, Stacy's red and the girls white. My mask was green with a long curved and pointed nose like that of an old time plague doctors.

Both women were nude below their dresses. We had teased each other and would continue to tease each other. In the cab we had coyly slid hands up skirts and more than once they had flashed me as we walked.

The crowd was rowdy and all over we saw people tied to things, being hit. The bdsm club was in full swing. Men yelled for tits and more than once Stacy obliged, dropping the top of her dress to show her large breasts. And more than once Stacy or I forced the girl to do the same, showing her smaller perky breasts to the crowd. By the time we found a quiet place to stand they each had a number of cheap beaded necklaces on.

Crazy Sex Addicted Milf Concubine Pt1

Like with many posts on here I have to start with the obligatory "long time lurker first time poster" xD Now that that's out of the way this is the first of MANY stories with Lucy, a 31 year old Milf, stories that include BDSM, play piercing, public nudity and sex, anal… the list goes on and on. This is very long as it includes A LOT of back story, so if you want to skip to the sex, that's in paragraph 4.

Cant. [MF][BDSM][Abuse][Light blood play][Alone, together]

“Why are you wearing that lipstick?” His normally kind and even voice is low, husky. Just on the edge of a growl or something more primal. He moves towards her, the entrance of the bistro, with the speed only a monster can have. And then his green eyes are upon her, his thick blond hair hardly moved by the chilling wind. His broad frame barely constrained by the sports jacket and his teeth sharp as his tone. “This is why you wanted me to meet you here, isn't it?”

She doesn't know what he's talking about. Her heart is rising to the back of her throat as she denies it, saying that it was just to–

“Shut it.” He looks around the street and waits as a couple passes, glowering at her, so intense that they both look back before vanishing. “You think I'm going to let you do this? Walk all over and wear your whore-shaded lipstick?” He's closer to her now, enough that she can feel his heat. “I'm not those little boys you've dated. You can't just put yourself on display and expect to be worked out. So I'm going to give you a chance.” He stands back up to full height and takes two steps back. “Admit that you wore the lipstick in order to get attention or I'm going to punish you.”

A Bench and a Blindfold [bdsm] [fantasy] [mf] [ff] [ccw]

My workshop is on the lowest level of the ship. There’s only two mechanics on the United Planets 253 cruiser, and Kyle works up in the control room so I can get pretty lonely. My workshop is probably the loudest place in all of the Xeon Galaxy. The hardware for the ship’s AI is down here and sometimes she decides to purge her old files and that gets her fan all riled up. The engines are here too, so there’s a pretty loud hum constantly. And of course, all of my various machines make a lot of noises. I don’t mind the background noise. It makes my isolated workshop feel a little bit less empty.

[M/F] The wonders of hooking up through Reddit – Part 3 (of 3)

Part One is here and Part Two is here

It was a great week, though it will sadly end after this last chapter. She was only in town for another day, so we spent about 30 hours straight together enjoying it as much as possible. After I left on Wednesday night, it was torture for the both of us. She sent me this picture to show me how wet she's been and how she hasn't been able to get me off of her mind. I responded with a picture of my pants-bound erection and a similar sentiment, but her pictures are way better. In any event, we had to wait from Wednesday night until Saturday evening to see each other again. After talking about how hot it would be for me to cum in her ass or on her face, I decided not to masturbate for a few days. I even managed to convince her to do the same, though she slipped up a few times. She didn't cum, though, with which I was pleased. She sent me this picture on Friday at my request and I almost wanted to quit my night job and head her way immediately. I restrained myself, however, and waited until Saturday. From here on out, it's all sort of a blur of the best sex I've ever had (not hyperbole in the slightest), but I've tried to recount some of the finer moments for y'all.

The Girl From OkCupid (M/F, BDSM, Dom/Sub)

"Hi sir."

"Glad to hear from you."

"What do you like sir?"

"I like that you're calling me sir. I like making a girl beg to cum. And teasing her with it. I like choking and slapping. And I'm very good at what I do."

"Can u go into detail?"

"I would pull you to the bed by your hair and throw you down onto it. I would rip off your clothes and run my fingers up your body and just as you were getting comfortable I'd bite your nipple. Scream and I'll cover your mouth and stick my finger in."

"Can u make me cry?"

"Do you want me to make you cry?"

"Absolutely."

"I can make you cry."

"How?"

"Let me get there. We're just getting started."

"Okay sorry sir."

"I'll finger you until you can't take it any more, slapping your face and pinching your nipples when you're least expecting it. When you say you're going to cum my hand goes around your throat and I tell you to wait. I keep going in, thrusting with my fingers hitting your g spot and your eyes start to water."

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

Who is a good boy? [mf] [bdsm] [dom/sub] [puppyplay] [drugs]

Here we go… It's my first text in this subreddit and I hope I did the tagging etc right. I wrote this based on a real evening after my boyfriend and me came home super horny and still a bit infused from the drugs… Enjoy!

You know how it feels. You know how it feels when you come down from the drugs. Your head gets confused, you talk about random shit and you … get this thing. The tension between you and your darling. You tell them everything. They tell you everything. And then, when you are home you Fuck – Each- Other – So – Freaking – Hard.

Beginning by just talk about all your dirty secrets, fantasising about pleasuring each other, you suddenly find yourself naked, pressed against the floor by her hands and your dick in her mouth. Oops.

What You Can’t Have. [Anal], [mf], [mmf], [oral], [very light BDSM], [cheating]

The night was going well so far. She had first seen him mincing about on the dance floor in the club. Something about him really caught her attention, and it wasn't his fucked up dance moves. In order to get a closer look at him she dragged some of her friends onto the dance floor near him. At this distance she liked what she saw even more: late twenties, well over six feet, lean and athletic, with long curly hair past his shoulders. The wedding ring he wore was an enticement more than a put off.

Rachael was five ten, slim but well rounded with big firm tits and full round arse. Her long black hair, green eyes and pale complexion giving her a certain unusual attraction. Yes, she looked good, and she knew it. However, he didn't seem interested in the girls around him, and just concentrated on dancing, smiling at his own piss taking. Rachael quickly decided that a few meaningful glances would be a waste of time and that a more direct action was needed.

Handing her drink to her friend she backed towards him until her firm arse rubbed against his hip. That got his attention all right as, without a word, he slipped his muscular arms around her thin waist from behind.