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Femboy milking therapy, pt. 1 [M/F](fiction; gentle femdom, sex therapy, male anal, cock milking, machine, feminization)

A woman opened the door.

“Hi, you must be Blake. So nice to meet you.”

She took his hand warmly, gently pulling him into the open doorway from the cold outside.

“Hi… Dr. Mac? Nice to meet you too.”

She smiled and nodded politely.

“Mmhm.”

She closed the door behind him and turned to get a look at him. She seemed pleased, her eyebrows raised.

“Wow, you’re bad with pictures, huh?”

He was confused.

“Uh…”

She reached out, plucking his coat from his shoulders. He felt self-conscious.

“Huh?”

She laughed.

“You’re very good-looking, Blake!”

“Oh!”

He felt tingly. She hung his coat on a hook.

“The pictures you sent really do not do you justice. You’re very attractive.”

He couldn’t help but smile.

“I only work with clients I like, but jeez, people like you make me grateful I switched… careers.”

He was blushing, subconsciously trying to avoid glancing down at her cleavage.

“Thank you.”

Her eyes twinkled as she stepped closer to him.

“Aww. God you’re so fucking *cute*. Look at you.”

He squirmed bashfully. Read more »

How my affair with my MIL Started [MF]

This part is rather long and not too juicy, but I feel I need to share how it all started. Probably the longest story I’ll write. It does get more hot in heavy, a lot of high risk wild sex. Just have to let you know where it all began.

So buckle in; this is a bit of a long intro to an affair that spanned a few years. This was in my previous marriage and I have since remarried. Just felt compelled to share my story.

I was in high school just turned 18, about to start my senior year. My family had decided to up and move to a new city, and I was left with the decision to try and find a place to stay to finish out my senior year,or move to a new town, new school, the works. One day I was out to lunch with my GF and her mom. Her mom Laura was a nice woman, small frame, maybe 130-140 lbs. Imagine Trinity from the Matrix, just without the leather and slicked back hair. She dressed with 80’s and 90’s style cues at that point. High wasted jeans, turtle necks. Read more »

A retelling of my journey through sexual discovery. [M]

This is a not-so-short retelling of how as I grew my self awareness and comfortability grew with me. I got to where I am now in a way some might find relatable, but not everyone will, and although I’m genuinely happy where I am I hope YOU take the time and proper steps to grow in your own way to become who you really are. And with that:

Since I started watching porn, at around 11, I was always looking at the girl and then my focus would wander over to the guy… and his dick… and how good it looked sliding in and out of her. For a long time it made me “scared” but more like, “I like it, looking at it at least but don’t know what to feel about the fact that I did.”

And ofc, I’m a middle school boy, and it’s porn. All my friends were watching porn and it was even something we did together once (story for another time). But obviously, I didn’t really want to talk about it with my family and all my friends ever said about porn was about the women. So I never said anything for a long time and eventually it just, sorta, fizzled away into something that happened here and there, but was quickly and without thought, suppressed. Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Part 223 – Day 122 Ginger Sees a Shrink Pt 2 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Sarah aka Ginger*

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Dr. Hill smiled at me, “Orgasms?”

I nodded, “Yes orgasms. What is your view on them?”

Dr. Hill smiled and spoke, “Orgasms are essential. They help Release a flood of endorphins. They help fight depression. Helps with blood flow. And other benefits.”

I looked at her, “And is there a difference between small and large orgasms?”

Dr Hill smiled, “Of course.”

I kept up my line of questioning, “And if your partner only helps achieve *small* orgasms?”

Dr Hill looked at me, “But he doesn’t help give you large orgasms?”

I spoke softly, “I thought he did.”

Dr Hill spoke, “Thought as in past tense?”

I nodded.

Dr Hill followed my questioning, “But you found something or someone that opened your view of the difference?”

I nodded.

Dr. Hill caught on to my *silent* omission, “And that’s why you came to see me?”

I nodded again.

Dr. Hill spoke, “And you’re afraid if you continue using this ‘*something*’ or ‘*someone*’ that you’ll lose your relationship with your husband?”

I sighed and looked at Dr. Hill and spoke softly, “Yes.” Read more »

NEW! Choose Your Own Adventure Erotica: Hostage situation turns into turbo-charged suck and fuck. Parts 1, 2 and 3 (M/F) (ADVENTURE)

Thank you all for participating in Choose Your Own Adventure Erotica! The most popular choice was:

**A.) Brunet’s pills in the champaign**

You can find the previous adventures here: [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sxj26f/new_choose_your_own_adventure_hostage_situation/) [part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/sydck3/new_choose_your_own_adventure_erotica_hostage/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

“If there is one thing Facebook as told me about men his age, you know, boomers, they are horny as fuck.” The brunet says. “I walk over to him with my blouse undone, and two glasses of champaign. We crush up the pills in the bubbly. He will be so eager to fuck he’ll drink down his meds and won’t give it a second thought.”

“Great idea.” Corey says “Now we just need to figure out how to get you out of here.. I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?”

“Samantha.” the brunet says.

“Beautiful name.” the teenage store clerk chimes in.

“Well Samantha.” The store manager butts in, salty they didn’t choose her blowjob idea “I hate to cut this introduction short, but I think I figured out a way to get you out of here. By state code, every room with an oven, and every room adjacent to an oven, must have a 24″ x 24″ vent. Since this storage room is next to the bakery, that vent should be big enough to for your skinny ass to slide through.” Read more »

Semi-open relationship with my fiance, where he can fuck whoever he wants, and I love helping him [FM]

Without going into too much detail of the why’s & how’s, basically the crux of this relationship is that we’ve been together for a few years and engaged for almost a year. The first time we dated we broke up after a few months because he didn’t think he could stay in a monogamous relationship, even though we both felt the best connection with one another. A few months after that we hung out and I wanted to try and make things work, he told me that he didn’t see himself staying faithful and exclusive. I told him that as long as its no strings attached sex, I’m fine with that, because the truth was, his sexdrive was indeed too much for me to handle the first time we dated — so my original reasoning was those girls can be considered living sexdolls lol. He also said his favourite girls were married women, and that getting them to cheat for him was his biggest kink. At that time, he had almost two dozen single girls he’d frequently fuck, with their ages ranging between 18-30 (most skewed on the younger end). And about a dozen married girls, which was a number just bewildering to me; he met only a couple of them through dating apps (which I thought most would actually be from), but most were actually just through everyday-life. I’m 25 and he’s 24. Read more »

Sex with with my thick as hell best friend while higher than dogecoin.

I slipped off the footstool, fell on my ass, and the bag of chip clips dumped off the shelf all over my face. I had a fleeting fantasy that a man was spunking my cheeks and not clips. I’m not gay. These are just domination fantasies right? 90 percent I’m sure I’m not gay. My vision was spirals. For second the kitchen lamp became the sun, and I was a 39 year old man with a family, beautiful wife, and nephews. Snap back to the real. Or whatever this is.

My name is David. Or Daniel? No. It’s Daniel. I’m twenty nine years old. My dad hates me and my step mom is sick. My brother just moved to Colorado. I live in Denver. I work warehousing for a fab shop. I love the hell out of sativa and whatever was in the hell pills Claire dropped into the Fanta. Oo. There’s still fanta. On the table. That’s a fuck shit easier than fresh lemonade. I’m not sure I could cut lemons anyways. And oh yeah. I’m way too high to go buy lemons. Fuck, my name is Chris. And I’m totally naked and have a raging boner. Dammit. Read more »

A New Stimulant M/F [missionary] [hyperspermia] [unwanted orgasim] [drugs]

I had been working on fertility drugs for ten years. I thought I had a break through when I tested my new compounds on the rats at the lab. At first I couldn’t tell any difference in behavior but within minutes, the females began acting aggressively with the males. Humping, clawing, even biting. The males mated as much as they could but the females didn’t seem satisfied. I had to separate them for fear of her fucking him to death.

It appears as if I had created a legit arousal enhancer. By mistake of course. Pharmaceuticals had created a multitude of drugs over the decades with one intended purpose that were used for other means. Percocets were originally created to be a cough suppressant, now its used and abused with nary a chest congestion.

I quickly cleaned up my work station with this new knowledge and wrote my findings in my journal. It was the end of the day and I just wanted to go home. This was a break through in one field but just another failure for my own. One the drive home I sighed feeling like I was spinning my wheels. Read more »

The Farm, pt 1

Hucow/Breeding Farm Erotica, pt. 1

Avery arched as Lindsay suckled at her nipples. The delicate buds peaked in her soft lips, her tongue swirling around them before her teeth gently grazed down. Avery trembled in ecstasy, a moan escaping her as the sensation bolted from her breasts through her stomach and down to her core.

“Don’t stop,” Avery murmured, reaching for her girlfriend’s head as she bent lower to focus on the wetness that gathered between her thighs, “Don’t…”

“You don’t want me down…” Lindsay slowly trailed the tips of her fingers, deliciously, up Avery’s thigh, as she paused for dramatic effect, “here?”

Avery jerked awake as a forceful jab intruded inside her, knocking the breath from her lungs. She felt her swollen breasts sway in the stocks, and she winced at the weight pulling at her back and shoulders.

“Oh, awake so soon?” a low voice drawled playfully from behind her.

Avery couldn’t see who the voice belonged to. She could never see who the voices belonged to. Since she’d been brought here, strapped onto tables, beds, and finally into the stocks, she’d never once been permitted to see her captors. Read more »