[M/NB] The other guy who lives in your head is pretty hot too (Part 1)

Andria was going on a date with that guy, Flavio, they had met on OKCupid. He was hot, hung, and didn’t seem overly smart, so they thought he was the perfect guy for a quick lay while on vacation in Madrid. No strings attached, unless he was into bondage, of course.

His profile was typical of fuckboys on that app: plenty of pictures with his abs out that also showed the bulge in his pants, numerous emojis, mainly “😜” and “💩”, and a short bio in English to maximize his chances with hot tourists: “Here for a good time, not a long time. I’m sure our kid would look great, but please be on the pill anyway.”

They got on a bus that contained a few other goths and an old lady who was taking her dog to the vet, and they daydreamed about the kinds of things they would do with Flavio. They knew they wanted to leave his place with plenty of hickies and get their nipple piercings played with. And their black leather choker wasn’t just a statement to how goth they were, it also meant their preferred method of collaring was hands. 

1 New Voice-mail [BDSM] [femdom] [Pegging] [Bondage] [Masturbation]

He panted quietly through his nose as he watched the pearly skinned breasts bounce, buoyant and suspended in the air. The girl’s shrill moans increased, breasts ricocheting and bobbing as if she were riding the waves of a stormy sea.

“Yes, Daddy!” She screamed while riding the member of a man who could not be seen, but whose hand shot up and locked around her throat, stifling her cries of pleasure.

*”This is how it should be,”* he thought to himself as he stared intently into the phone screen. He had propped it on his chest in an attempt at realism.

*”I’m the man, I’m in control,”* he repeated in his head as he imagined the vivacious woman on his screen within his grasp.

This was his third replay on the video; it had always been his favorite. It seemed like he had been stroking himself for hours, he had never had so much trouble in the past and he hadn’t gotten off in a week.

“Yes Daddy, fill me!” the girl screamed while grinding back and forth.

My Friend [F] and I [F] Practicing a Little Bondage and Edging

*I WAS OVER 18 WHEN THIS HAPPENED, JUST TRYING TO GIVE YOU BACK STORY FIRST*

So, when I was starting college, I made many friends. One was a lesbian girl who lived off campus and was in a couple classes of mine. She lived alone, worked part time, and was a couple years older than me. She kinda took me under her wing as a freshman while she was a junior.

When we met, she was 20 or 21 (I think. We’re like 2 years and some months apart so it was one or the other) and I was 18. We became pretty good friends. We have lots in common and are very close.

The first time we did anything of a sexual nature we were high af! (But I’ll tell that story another time if people want to hear it).

After a couple weeks of just being casual friends with benefits, she asked me if I wanted to explore some of her kinks with her. So I agreed. I’ve explored a few before with other people and have definitely enjoyed myself, so I was pretty confident this time would be fun.

[M] Trainer makes his [F] client pay for teasing

The gym has potential clients reach out over social media. They want to chat for a while before coming to the gym. Many are rude and just look for excuses to never come. The majority that come to the gym tend to show up without contacting first. This client was different. She emailed in, wanted to chat, but flirted immediately. She was outgoing, petite, and very perky. Blonde spinner through and through.

She came to some of the group classes. I taught most of them. After a couple of weeks she paid for private lessons. I made sure to take them before any other coaches had a chance. The sexual tension happened quickly. A good coach will use verbal queues and examples. Never touching. How perky and flirty she was made me throw all of that out of the window. I immediately put my hands on her whenever I had an excuse. I’d make her hold the bottom of a squat and tweak her form by holding her ass or pushing her knees apart while infront of her. Her responses made it clear all of this was welcome.

Yes Sir [Incest][Father/daughter][M/f][Bondage][Cunnilingus][D/s][age difference]

[SKETCH ILLUSTRATION FOR THIS STORY](https://www.moltengoldart.com/img/Sketch/YesSir.png)

Ila and Idris are a romantic father/daughter pair with a very large age gap; Idris has gigantism and Ila has albinism. If you’d like to read more stories involving them, or see more art of them, consider taking a peek at at my subreddit, r/moltengolderotica! Or, visiting my website, [www.moltengoldart.com](https://www.moltengoldart.com/)! Thank you very much for reading, I hope you like it! :)

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The ropes creaked as he pulled them taut around her wrists. She clenched and unclenched her hands as he tied them off, then let out a soft sigh. This was not the first time Ila and Idris had played with rope—but it had been the first time since that fateful night her father demonstrated his skills in shibari for a crowd with her as his model.

“Good, Ila?” He asked, his deep voice a gravel roll on the back of his tongue. They’d been home for weeks already—she didn’t remember why the itch for the rope had come back so strong, and supposed that it didn’t matter now.

Amber’s Awakening – Chapter II [MF][MDom][Fsub][Bondage][Impact Play]

Part 1 of this series can be found here: [Amber’s Awakening [MF][MDom][FSub][Consenual Non-Consent]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tk1opa/ambers_awakening_mf_consentnonconsent/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Blinding white light surrounds her everywhere. Amber tries to steady herself in this shroud of light, unsure of her surroundings. As the light slowly recedes, she begins to make out details. White, marble flooring. Glass railings. She cannot make out walls or a ceiling beyond the bright haze.

She is wearing a crimson, sequined gown with six-inch stilettos to match. Her wrists are adorned with triple-row diamond bracelets, sparkling from the light around her. She reaches up to feel a matching choker snug around her neck, then continues up to her face, where she is wearing a crimson, lace masquerade eye mask. She does not recognize any of these items. She does not know where she is or how she got here, but she feels as if she belongs. In the distance, she notices what appears to be an escalator going down. She can hear the echo of her heels clicking on the marble, sounding as if she were in a large cavern, as she walks toward the escalator. She was not willing her footsteps. Something was drawing her there. As she moves closer, the ever-present light dissipates below, revealing


[MF] Visiting the Green Door for the first time

My last post made 100 upvote, so I feel inspired to share another story!

This story is from when I was 22 or 23 years old and fresh out of college. I’m lucky to still be alive because my curious nature should have killed the kitten years ago. This is the story of an old high school friend and I visiting the Green Door for the first time. Everything is true, except for the parts that aren’t.

Emily is tall at 5’9” and a former volleyball player in high school. With long blonde hair and thick thighs, she was traditionally pretty and turned heads everywhere that she went (think long haired and thicker Cameron Diaz). So, when she texted me and said that she would be back in Vegas in a few weeks, I was eager to meet to catch up. We texted off and on and coordinated logistics. She was only in town for a few days to visit family and then it was back off to Colorado.

S.O.L. Games: Jump Ropes (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [Str8][mf][nc][rape][bondage][Mdom][sadism]

Start with the Prologue! Link in comments

Then read other chapters in any order!

Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.

*Pronounced ‘soul’ games. First-person, creepy, non-chronological, episodic stories inspired by the anime “Euphoria”, the book “Battle Royal”, the show “Squid Games”, etc. In this one, I choose my childhood friend, a thin blonde 18yo senior.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Non-con

-Creepy/gross Sniffing/tasting (feet, sweat, bodily fluids, everything)

-Blood

-Anal abuse

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Jump Ropes

[M4F] I Will Never Forget the Sound She Made [bondage][fantasy come true]

I knew some of her story.

At least why she was there. Why she willingly put herself in this helpless position. The establishment catered to fantasies, to secret desires, and I was selected to make hers come true.

I really am not drawn to inflicting pain. That’s probably why what happened
happened. And why her thank you card posted on the board said simply “I can’t forget.”

I had written beneath her script, “I can’t forget either.”

I entered the room where she was tied and blindfolded, and her chest heaved with short, Adrenalin-fueled breaths. I could tell that she wanted to call out to the footsteps she heard, to form some semblance of connection with this stranger, but she did not. I resisted as well.

I had the advantage, of course. I could see her. But still I wanted her to hear me. I wanted to put her at ease. Despite the sharp edge in the air, somehow she seemed to sense my nature nonetheless. Her hips tipped upward, and I saw the opening of her inner pussy clench.

So often in control, she craved the loss of it. That’s what I understood. And that’s the sizzling energy I saw thrumming through her body.

Academia IV [MF] [Deepthroat] [Facefucking] [Romance] [BDSM]

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It was the last day of their deal. Elliott had dropped the personal feud between himself and Muriel. She roamed the halls more or less unafraid of him now, content in knowing he couldn’t act against her using their conflicting bloodlines as justification anymore. But, as their previous encounters had proved, he was still a force to be reckoned with either way.

She thought about the words they’d exchanged in the past few days.

*”Why would I want to lower my standards? At least you’re actually worth my attention.”*

Apparently, he saw her as an equal, even then. It was true – their families were of equally prestigious standings, far above the rest of the student body.

*”D’hivernalles or not, you are nothing short of divine.”*

She’d had romantic relationships before – not that she had ever gotten physical like she did with him, but she’d never heard a proclamation like that.

*”Trust me more, love. Please.”*