Night lights (alien, healing, car crash, strong and conflicted emotions)

<< OK, things a getting out of hand. You were driving. You were merely driving in the night, you had an accident, and now, “of course”, an alien being is taking care of you. An alien lady is actually abducting you, strapped down on a levitating stretcher. Of course. OK. You will wake up. You need to wake up from this pathetic alien abduction delusion. >>

**WARNING. This story graphically and viscerally describes yourself being badly injured in a car crash. Also, it is not directly erotic, but it explores kinks (breathing mask, bondage, hypnosis, gentle Femdom, states of altered consciousness, among other things) and is written by an adult for adults.**

# Night lights

We all know how bad the world can be with us. Being human is about that: Beauty and horror, pleasure and pain, pain and relief. Pain, and healing. Healing. Healing feels so good, little one. Somebody taking care of you, because you are worth it. You are worth the time, little one. Yes, you are worth the time. You are worth the time, and it is what my story will be about today. A nice story about healing.

Spycraft Lessons Part 3: Teacher’s Heavy Petting (M/F, Bondage, Purple Petals)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cs2xln/spycraft_lessons_sexual_interogation_fm_bdsm/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cuu8uh/spycraft_lessons_part_2_field_work_assignment_mf/)

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I should have been dropping off the package I just picked up, or writing up my report about how the mission went, or getting some rest. Instead, I was giggling like a schoolgirl, running through the night with my classmate, Jeriah.

After entrusting the package to the driver of the car that had picked me up, the two of us had been dropped off just outside the boy’s dormitory, since it was closer. Jeriah had snuck us in the back door, and the two of us loudly snuck through the quiet halls after everyone else had gone to bed.

Once we got to the shared bathroom that was on his floor, we went inside. I had kind of expected that the boy’s bathroom would be… I don’t know, dirtier? But the walls and floors were the same ceramic industrial white that was in our dorms, so I guess they weren’t that bad.

Luckily for us, the showers were at least slightly private, sectioned off into cubicles with a pair of curtains providing a pseudo airlock. It wasn’t much, but it meant that we had a chance of not being discovered if someone came in.

Slave Trade [FM] [Bondage]

My neighbor called while I was at work letting me know someone had broken into their home. Of course, my Husband was out of town that week on and my parents were on vacation. I was freaked about being home alone, I begged my husband to come home that night, but he was working 3 hours away and didn’t want to drive. After a flurry of text pleading, he finally gave it, but he expected something in return…

It was late when he got home, he dropped his bag at the door and went straight to the shower. I wasted no time and got changed into a matching black lace bra and thong, followed by a set of black leather cuffs tight around my wrists and ankles, each secured each buckle with a mini pad lock. As I heard the shower stop, I laid down on the bed face down with my arms and back and legs spread.

Our Lesson in BDSM Turns into a Threesome [FMF]

I’m happy to see all the support for the stories I’ve been putting out, so thank you again to everyone who reads them all!

This is the next story in the series with Michelle and happened a week after my anal experience.

This time Michelle was the one with an open house and offered to let us use it for the lesson. My bf picked me up on Saturday evening and drove us over to her place. We arrived to find alcohol on most open surfaces in her room and decided to play some never have I ever with a twist. Every time you had done something you had to take a shot and take off an article of clothing. This was pretty poorly thought through because I wore a dress with nothing underneath and my bf wore a t-shirt and shorts with no underwear so we were all naked almost instantly.

Summer of Love – The Day before (FF) (Bondage) – Riley Blackstone

I wrote up a short story of what Emily was doing the day before Summer of love starts. I just finished Summer of Love Volume 1 and it will be on Amazon soon for $.99 I hope you like my prequel teaser.

***The Day Before***

*Told by Emily*

Takes place the day before *The First Time*

I saw Amanda at the store today, she didn’t see me. She was wearing a black tank top and yoga pants. The black stood out amazingly on her alabaster skin. Her red hair cascading down her shoulders complemented both perfectly.

I followed her for 30 seconds before I realized what I was doing and ducked down another aisle. I know she’s got a crush on me and has for a long time. I wish she knew I felt the same way. I wish I could tell her how I lay in bed and fantasize about her. I want to tell her about the erotic dream I had last week. I woke up, sheets soaked, touching myself after that one. I had nearly worked myself into an orgasm while I slept!

The day she wanted to be Dominant [Gentle Femdom][Kinks]

I really loved my girl. Her job was more exhausting then mine. It was usual to find her return home frustated and irritated. To counter this, i was always there for her, taking care that i provide her with love, affection and someone she can either use to take her stress out or melt into.

To achieve this we often tried mild bondage. Most of the time i would play as a submissive guy so that she can get that rage out by practicing Gentle female dominance.

This event is about that peaceful day when i was home early. It was early evening, i changed into my comfy shorts and tee, sat on the couch in front of the television to binge on my favorite series.

After 4 hours, the bell rang. It was my girl returning late because of some meeting. I opened the door and saw my beautiful lady, exhausted with a sobbing face, almost on the verge of cry. I grabbed her and hugged her tightly even before she entered the house. Kissed her forehead and took her inside. Holding hands i was waiting for her to remove the shoes but she just walked ahead to the couch and fell on it. I sat beside her giving her my lap to keep her head. Switching off the Television, i started scratching his hairs and rubbing her shoulder and neck.

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My wife’s best friend and I [sleep play] [cheating] [vacation]

My wife and I have been married for 4 years and we have two kids together.

She’s 31 and i’m 27, we met at work the first day I started my new job and have been together almost ever since.

The sex we had was amazing from the very start. We would stay up late into the night and enjoy the sex for hours, it was hard to keep our hands off eachother.

She loves bondage and would let me tie her up all the time. It just doesn’t seem like we have that sort of time or drive anymore since the kids.

A lot of the time we sleep in separate rooms just to be comfortable because our kids sleep in bed with us. There is no time for us to fool around unless the kids are gone.

I still love her however I find myself thinking about her best friend more and more when we make love. The truth is I know why I can’t stop thinking of her friend…

A little back story on her friend Katy, we graduated high school together. Katy and I have known eachother for about 12 years in total now.

The joys of discovering that sometimes ambitious, powerful women like to be completely degraded, too. [FM]

If anyone else had been in the park that night, and if they’d been paying close attention, they might have noticed our silhouettes: we sat on a bench tucked away from the path that wound past the tennis courts, just beyond the reach of the park lights. Nothing particularly unusual, maybe: two people sitting on a slightly secluded park bench after dark, minding their own business. Of course, if they’d been listening carefully, they might have had a better reason to wonder what we were up to—between the slow, distinctive grind of me unzipping the fly of my jeans and the jingle of the ring on the collar around Helena’s neck as her mouth bobbed up and down the shaft of my cock, they could probably have figured out just what had brought us out to the park so late at night.

I took a handful of her long brown hair in my fist and used it to make sure that she was taking me deep enough in her throat. Her bra was in her purse; both of her tits hung out of her tank top. From our vantage point in the shadows, I watched a brightly lit streetcar glide past on the road overlooking the park. I made a mental note to remind Helena later just how many people could have seen her sucking me off, and to congratulate her for being such a cooperative little slut—like she was reading my mind, she let out a little muffled moan.

Cuffed and Fucked! [FM] [Bondage] [Sexual]

It was summer break and my BF (Now husband) and I had been apart for a month. Living with our parents, we were always looking for an excuse to get out of the house for some alone time. That night we were “going to see a movie”. As we pulled out of the driveway in his truck and once down the road leaned over and opened the glove box and out fell a pair of handcuffs!

We made small talk while I was busy inspecting the handcuffs. They were heavier than I imagined and lacked a safety lever so assumed they were real. After about 10 anxious minutes he turned down a bumpy dirt road, pulled off into some high grass and turned off the head lights. I glanced out the window, not a house for miles. This is how murder mysteries start I thought to myself, but I buried that thought and straddled his lap and began grinding his firm cock.