Patience (tweet-length erotica) [?/m] [anal] [bondage]

*I write tiny little tweet-length pieces of trans-positive erotica at* [*@smuttytrans*](https://twitter.com/smuttytrans) *and longer pieces at* [*kiterose.com*](https://kiterose.com/stories/?utm_source=reddit.com&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=reddit_Erotica)*. Enjoy, loves* ❤️

“All tired out?” I smirked down at the sweating, panting form of my love spread out tight on my bed, his cuffs no less secure after minutes of struggling.

I shuffled forward on my knees, reached down and guided his dick into my asshole before sitting down on him.

Summer Fun Part 3 (FF) (New Love) (Bondage) (Squirting) (Oral) (Edging) (Forced Orgasms)

[Full Story](https://rileyblackstone.com/category/summer-fun/)

[Part 1](https://rileyblackstone.com/2021/03/15/summer-fun-part-1/)

[Part 2](https://rileyblackstone.com/2021/03/15/summer-fun-part-2/)

Here is Part 3. Part 4 is in the works! If you missed parts one and two you can find links above to the stories on my blog!

Katie rolled over, the shock of pleasure that exploded from her over-sensitive clit was enough to rip her from the erotic dream she had been having about Samantha. A whimper of pleasure mixed with a little pain escaped her lips before she realized what was happening. She spread her legs apart, hoping to prevent her sensitive clit from being stimulated again.

It had been five days since Samantha had come to her rescue. Katie closed her eyes to try to piece together the whirlwind of events, desires, and emotions that had become her life over the last week. It was exactly one week since she sneaked out of Brett’s bed while he slept, passed out from a night of heavy drinking.

That night Brett had come home, more angry than usual. He’d wanted sex but was too drunk to get an erection. He had tried to take his anger out on Katie, but had been so drunk he had mostly missed with his first swing, only grazing the top of her head. The second swing had missed completely and before he could swing a third time, he had passed out next to her.

Christina’s Transformation Into a Sex Toy [MF][Bondage][Brainwashing][Submission][BDSM]

**First time posting my smut, hope you enjoy! ???**

Christina’s eyes blinked slowly open. Coming out of her drug induced sleep was more challenging than she thought, especially with the bright blue lights shining directly on her face. Where was she? Why was she here? When she saw the figure in the darkness beyond the light, everything started to come back together. She had asked for this, she wanted to be here. After letting out a soft moan, the dark figure came closer and placed his face between her eyes and the bright lights, giving them the much needed relief she needed.

“Hello Toy. It took you long enough to wake up. Do you realize how long you’ve kept your owner waiting?”

The man rocked the chair back and forth, threatening to tip her over. Christina’s fingers gripped the arm rests and she realized her hands were handcuffed to each side. She closed her eyes, trying to resist crying in fear of being dropped on the ground. The man laughed and stopped rocking her chair, stepping back beyond the light.

I just had the most intense erotic experience of my life domming myself while my partner was out of town [F]

I’m twenty-three and I’ve been with my partner since I was a teenager. I love him to pieces, but I’m a born submissive and I absolutely need to be subjugated, abused, and used in order to keep myself feeling level and he’s never been up to the job. So whenever he’s gone for work, I like to tie myself up and come up with hot scenarios to follow alone. Last night takes the cake, though. I might have ruined myself, I can already tell I’m addicted.

I’m not sure how common of a reaction this is, but whenever I have pot, it makes me incredibly horny. To the point that if I get too high, I’ve been known to lay still and almost comatose, clenching and unclenching my thighs as I cum over and over again. Once, having sex in that condition, I came for three or four minutes straight just from the feeling of my partner’s balls slapping my clit. I’m usually the kind of girl that needs direct clitoral stimulation from a vibrator in order to have an orgasm, but not when I’m high.

MOTIONLESS PT1. [BONDAGE] [ANAL][M4F][IMPACT] [SUBMISSION]

Something I wrote last month. Some of it came true recently. Enjoy. Trying to find direction on the next part

Lying there blindfolded in the dark. Upper body on the mattress knees on the floor spread wide. Waiting. He told her to be showered, wearing what was in the box and in position by 9pm.   Her mind is full of thoughts and her body was nervous. Every sound heard. Every footstep in the hallway of the hotel made her more anxious. Reveling over how sexy she looked and felt in this short lace babydoll with thigh highs and pantieless. Knowing the position shes in with the door ajar she is totally exposed when the door is pushed opened.. Thinking about everything and not wanting to disappoint him. She followed all his instructions exactly. Now she waits.

[MF] Teasing story. Submission and non agressive dominance. My first story I ever written, need opinions and honest criticism!

The thing is I really enjoy all kind of foreplay, most important the one happening in the minds of two. On the other hand I am well-endowed and I get lots of attention coming straight towards my body. I’m not complaining but because of that I just like to steer the conversation towards something more, a flirting, mental foreplay etc.
So few days ago I was chatting with a beautiful lady and found myself having lots of fun just fulfilling her BD fantasy through writing. Never wrote anything like that before but I do now and I try to get even better! This was my message to a question she asked me. You can probably imagine very well what she asked me :)
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It makes me.. heh let me tell you about it ;)

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 3 – [humil] [bondage]

This is a chapter from a short story that I have published for FREE under the pen name M H Keplar. I’m publishing it here in hopes of getting some comments, positive or negative, both interest me. Part 3 can be read stand alone, but I think it’s better in context.

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

Thanks,

AG

BONDAGE

The handlers positioned him facing the next table, about ten feet away and took a step back, so he could no longer see them.

A man about his own age and build, but with darker coloring approached him. He put his hand inside the cape and took hold of the tab. He let his knuckles run deliberately over Faranger’s genitals and torso as he unzipped the cape. When it was open, he slowly pushed off Faranger’s shoulders and let it fall to the floor. But he left the arm restraint in place. He remained very close and took hold of Faranger’s biceps. He closed his eyes and kissed Faranger on the mouth, a dry, light kiss. A shocked Faranger felt himself turn to liquid as the man’s tongue gently probed his closed lips. His mouth opened of its own accord, enough for the man to explore the roof. He felt more invaded than he had when he was raped. His mouth opened wider and the man circled around his tongue with his own. Faranger would have collapsed but for the support of one of the handlers below his crossed arms and the pressure of the other man’s body pressed against his. His penis became engorged, he could feel it slide against the roughness of the man’s suit until it came to rest along side the other’s erection.

It All Started With A Dream PART 4 [FF] [Twincest-SS] [Intimate] [Long]

Hey guys, I’m SO SO sorry that this took so long. I was looking for the perfect inspiration and I finally found it. I also want to mention that I’m still accepting requests. I would love nothing more than to please you guys ;)

My request rules are in my bio. On top of those rules (there’s a character limit in my bio, so that’s why I’m putting it here), I’m also against BDSM stuff (i.e. bondage, rough play with whips and stuff, wax play, degrading, etc.). I’m okay with a little dominance and stuff like that, but that’s it, unfortunately. I’m not totally against MF stuff, but I prefer doing FF (or FFF, and so on and so forth). More stories coming soon!

Now, let’s begin…

*Two weeks later*

Like it always did, the sun shone brightly through the curtains. As I awoke, I was welcomed into consciousness with Allie’s beautiful scent, and the feeling of her warm body against mine.

Chapter 7. Post Show Dinner and a Play [OC][family sex situation][bondage][cfnm][tickling]

Click [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/eatu55/comments/lyjzpr/learning_to_live_with_honey_and_anne_an_erotic/) for the series overview and previous chapters.

Anne kissed me and eased herself off the arm of the office chair. She said, “I’m thinking about dinner. You?”

“Now that you mention it, I’m famished.”

As she walked toward the door of the office, I couldn’t help staring at her in those shiny red stilettos. Her shapely legs were covered with dark, seamed stockings. She was so damn sexy looking in them with her tight, black pencil skirt and starched white blouse. “You take care of your clothes and get dressed while I start the food. See you downstairs with Honey in about 15?”

“Perfect,” I said as I slid on my boxers and shirt. As she left the room I grabbed my briefcase in my left hand and laid my jacket, pants and belt over my left forearm. I grabbed my shoes in my right hand. I left the ropes for Anne or Honey to take care of.

I went into our room and hung my suit in the closet and threw the rest of my clothes in the hamper. I washed my face and brushed my hair then jumped into a set of warm ups that was waiting for my time in our basement gym.

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 1 – The Beginning [M/MF+] [HUMIL]

I’ve published a FREE short story called Twelve Maxbridge Street, by M. H. Keplar, but try though I might I haven’t been able to get any feedback at all. I’d love some! I’ll publish this a chapter a day. Lemme know, positive or negative, doesn’t matter!

Thanks,

AG

THE BEGINNING

He looked around his spacious, spare, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window overlooking the park across the street, just now leafing out for spring. Another perfect thing was the executive bathroom… not really a bathroom, but roomy enough for a closet and shower. Life was good. He relished his job. He had enough money to comfortably pay for a new, strange experience. And it was five o’clock, time to get ready for that experience. He stood up from his desk and went into the bathroom. A shower was required just as it was if one were going for a thorough physical. Only this time, presumably, there would be many strangers examining him.