21[M4F] Musk Play, Smegma, Gross Hairy Men, Watersports… Super Dirty, super FUCKED up… Weird/Dark kinks… looking for a literate roleplay OR dirty chat, open for a snippet<3

I’m 18+ looking for 18+ ONLY

Imagine I’m a fat, gross old Indian man… If I was your daddy or master, I would wanna force my thick brown, dirty cock down your throat and piss into your stomach. I wanna make you suck all the smegma and filth off my foreskin and swallow it before cumming in your mouth and watching you swallow that too. I then wanna take a used toilet brush and jam it down your throat and throat fuck you with it until you puke everything back up into a dog bowl. After puking, I’m gonna bury your cute face into my hairy sweaty ass and let you french kiss the inside of my butthole for a bit until I feel like you earned your snack. Then, I wanna watch you get down on all fours and lick your own vomit up out of the dog bowl like a good little pet whore. When you bend down to lick it up, I’ll jerk off until I’m hard again before mounting you from behind and fucking your tight little pussy. I’ll step on your face while I defile you and slap your tits and stomach while fucking you just to heighten your sensations. I’d make you suck and lick on my sweaty big toe as I orgasm inside your pussy and fill you up with my musky south asian cum, effectively breeding you and making you mine?

I accidentally fucked my old friend’s mum[MF]

While at uni, i worked at my friend’s gym. Sorting plates, making sure the floor was dry etc. It was a pretty boring job but one day this MILF came up to me and asked “Hey, are you a PT? Can you help me out?”. She was about 5’3″, tight, curvy body, blonde. Now, I wasn’t qualified as a PT but I did have a lot of knowledge in the field so helping out this lady with her form wasn’t going to be an impossible task. She was fine with it and accepted the help.

This went on for a little while (about 2-3 months), every morning shift i had, she would walk in and ask for help on her form and what she should be doing. At the end of the week, she would give me a little “tip” for the help that week (I didn’t want to take payment for the “PT” sessions)

This all changed when one day she asked if I’d like to come over and have dinner, as her way of saying thank you to me. I didn’t want to be rude so i said sure and we agreed on a date that weekend.

The near human (Breeding, MF, Size difference)

The last thing I knew, I was entering a space ship on command of my master, the grand Tannan Algo Thorim, being led into a stasis chamber. But now I found myself alone, in the middle of a large expanse of different plants, my ship nowhere to be seen.

Where was I? Where were the other slaves? The overseer? I started walking around to find something that could talk. It was a wierd feeling being here, the ground was crunchy beneath my feet, and I frequently stepped on small uneven areas that caused pain in my feet. The plants, I think that is what they were, I had only ever heard of plants outside of the pots that the master had us maintain. Were in many different sizes, there was a lot of thin stems of around breast hight, and between them a few thin stems that fractured and had colorful bits at the end, and there were huge ones, about two dozen times my size, that occasionally towered over the rest.

I don’t know how long I walked, but my feet were sore at the end of it. And I found something that seemed to be a building.

[MF] My boyfriend [M20] and I [F19] love phone sex now

Things can happen at the most unexpected time. In the middle of a pandemic, miles away from home, dealing with some friend drama. This is how my boyfriend [m20] and I [f19] officially met.

I had met Chase two other times before this, once when he was visiting our mutual friend and the other as he was getting on a plane at the airport where I worked. At the time, if you follow my profile and other stories, I was trying to work things out with my ex-boyfriend. And so we remained just friends. Besides, he was in the marines so nothing could ever happen…right?

Long story short, something happened. And thank god for 2020’s effect on the dating scene because it doesn’t seem so weird now to have a video-based relationship. Chase calls me usually 2-3 times a day, and he fills me in on his day, we laugh and give each other shit for his job and my schooling, and then we talk for a couple hours at night and usually watch a movie or eat dinner together before going to bed.

The Babysitter/Dungeon Master – Chapter 1: A New Sensation [Fmmm, Underage, Fem mast]

Hey guys! Re-posting an old story that I’m considering working on again. I posted here before, but deleted it. Might be making some changes to other chapters as I go along, but posting chapter one to see if there’s interest! Hope you enjoy!

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“The three of you enter through the doorway, into a large stone room lit dimly by candles along the walls,” I said, my hands gesturing as my eyes went from boy to boy. We were all sitting at my dining room table. Papers, pencils, dice, source books and a variety of snacks were scattered lazily across it. The three boys sat silently, watching me eagerly and listening to find out what’s happening in our game. “In the center of the room stands a tall womanly figure. Her soft white skin seems to have a glow about it. She has soulful brown eyes, and long flowing dark hair. Her elegant white robes, lined with gold, seem to float about in a magical breeze.”

Not So Prince Charming (Non/Con story)

Against the tinted glass windows of the restaurant, everything looked different to me outside. Below, a pastry stand where a man sold the sweetest treats, was the place I set for this mystery date to meet me. He was supposedly a long-time fan, and one that I checked out thoroughly before agreeing to meet up. The guy seemed normal-ish, but I only looked at a background check and social media check. Still, so much can be missed underneath that isn’t found in those two avenues.

My friend, Allie, had pointed him out to me. Said I need to get out of the house and stop moping after my last boyfriend dumped me. It was easy to write him off as another asshole, but the truth was, I laid myself out there to someone who I was warned would be a bad guy. Two months later, I threw him out of my apartment after suggesting I fuck his friend with him. Some dumb redhead that looked cracked out on drugs. She looked cute enough, but I wasn’t about to debase myself like I did in the stories I wrote. Being an erotica author, and a popular one, seems to appeal to the wrong crowd, especially as a girl who delves in BDSM. Is it so bad that I want a prince charming to sweep me off my feet like I was his princess? I’m lucky I haven’t run into anyone that’s tried to rape me or kidnap me.

Fetish Club Slut [M/herm, anal, oral, bondage, public, furry/anthro, erotica] (AmethystMare)

Bound in suspension bondage at the fetish club, a hermaphrodite dragoness shows an African Wild Dog slut the ropes of femdom lust…

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

Soren whimpered, the African wild dog hanging in the middle of the fetish club, a pool of tasteful lighting illuminating the splash of colours, ranging from black to shades of brown and then white, in his coat. His rounded ears twitched back and forth but he had been gagged for the display, bound so that his ankles pointed up towards the O-ring in the ceiling, strong enough to support his weight, his elbows drawn back in a similar fashion to help support his weight. The crisscrossing of green rope all over his body stood out against his fur but even he could not have said just how the rope harness and bondage kept him in place, his fingers free and wriggling yet kept away from any pesky knots that he may otherwise have been able to undo.

Sorting my Problems Pt 2 [FF](bdsm)

So, my little cheerleader. What do I do about her? She was being pretty obvious, I thought, trying to corner me at every opportunity, complimenting me at every game, getting physically close to the point where she was crowding me. After a game, one of the other girls on the team said to me, “Look out, here comes your little puppy.” There she was, wending her way though players in various stages of undress, heading right for me. I sighed and replied, “Puppy eh!” Then the wicked thought became, I wonder if I could train her? Soon as she got there, she was gushing all over me, telling me how good I played and all the other crap. I looked down at her enraptured face and handed her my now empty drink bottle and said, “Fill it up.” No please, no thank you, just an order.

Bound [MF] [BONDAGE] [ANAL] [IMPACT]

Wrists bound above her head, ankles wrapped, legs slightly apart. Failing to be modest. Wondering why she allowed this to happen.  Trusting him and only knowing him for a few days. Feeling helpless scared and extremely turned on.
He is watching her, admiring her naked body. Full chest, strong legs and beautiful artwork. Her intoxicating scent is filling the room. He knows the longer he waits to touch her  the more pleasure she’ll have. Contemplating which tool to use on her first. Everything is new to her. Open and willing to try everything and so ready to be used. Reaching for the small plug and riding crop.

The Alice and Clark show (Part 4) [3rd Person] [MF] [Audience] [Bondage] [Fiction]

He lays a few toys on the bed, and Alice, still helpless and spread apart, stares at the array of spanking paddles now laid in front of her. Clark glances at her and reaches out to lower her blindfold and put the headphones into place.

He takes a seat on the edge of the bed. Ankles still cuffed to the bar, Clark grabs the steel and drags Alice toward him, and turns his arm to flip her over. Her stomach is laid on his lap, her ass raised, and her face pressed to a side against the bed.

Alice’s body trembles as she takes a deep breath, bracing herself for the pain. Clark’s firm hand slaps down on her right ass cheek, the cracking sound inciting gasps of amazement from the live audience. Alice gasps, her body twitching on Clark’s knees, but stays put nonetheless, without complaint.

Clark caresses the pink mark forming on her skin, soothing her before he spanks her another time. Her soft yelps and the way she flinches drives him insane, and probably the crowd in front of him would easily agree.