Male for Female: a twist on the broken arms story

*this was written for somebody as a text: It is light on details*

I am 50 …… Dammit! It’s a little late to go through a midlife crisis, but here I am with a wife 18 years my junior. A nice house in the suburbs. No kids and a few fast cars and a motorcycle. I don’t know what led me down this road, but here I am in this world of my making. Maybe it was focusing on my career instead of my life, maybe I just broke mentally. I’ve been skydiving, surfing, traveling, racing cars on track, rock climbing, just being reckless with my life. I am old, I know the secret of life; it just took me too long to figure it out.

It was a motorcycle accident. I was riding along on my Ducati just minding my own business. Feeling the wind whip across my body. A car in front of me changed lanes a little too close to me. I hit the brakes hard and went into a side skid. When the bike finally laid down, I put out my arms to stop my fall. This is not recommended at 55 miles an hour. The pain was Immediate and I was still sliding down the highway. Long story short, my left arm broken, my right wrist severely sprained and road rash all up my left side.

The Strip Search. Melissa finds herself having to strip in public [ENF][non con][blackmail][blowjob][facial]

Melissa stood in line to enter one of the biggest music festivals in the world. It was the second day of the festival and her friends were already inside with a tent set up. She couldn’t come with them because she worked yesterday. This worked out pretty well though because she was bringing the Molly, and her friends were able to scout out the security first. They told Melissa that they looked through your bags and patted you down, so Melissa decided to put it in her bra. There was no way they would be able to grope her at a security booth, but she was still a little nervous.

This was the first time she was ever bringing drugs into a concert, and now that she was 18 getting caught could mean prison. As she stepped up to the security booth she saw one of the guards had a dog. “Oh shit” she thought, “they didn’t tell me about a drug dog.” Melissa started to panic, and started looking for a garbage can she could throw the pills in but it was too late. The security guard waved her over, “Empty your bag ma’am” the guard said. As Melissa dumped her purse on the plastic table the guard noticed her shaking hands, and looked up at her face while he was scanning the content.

Sister In Law: Part Six [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Fake Boobs] [Interracial]

Gill still looked like a deer in headlights as we joined her and Andy at the pizza place. “A great find,” Andy said as we sat down.

“Thanks,” Wayne replied.

It was extravagant for a pizza place, they served us wine, and we ordered two large pizzas to share for the table.

Andy told Wayne he was into the security business, mainly homes and businesses, but was venturing into other things. As usual, when he was with other men, Wayne just nodded his head and pretended he was interested; unless he saw or heard something that would help his company, he wasn’t interested.

Gill told me she was a stay at home mom with three kids. The eldest was just about to leave for college. They asked if we had children of our own, and that’s when I told them that I had the baby maker permanently turned off a long time ago. Gill was surprised and caught off guard. Which only instilled the thought that they came from a small town.

City of the Meek [Fiction][Free Use][FMFF+][Male POV]

Free Use is such an interesting fantasy. It would never work IRL but it works *soo* well in fantasies. I tried my hand at the genre in a little short story. It’s not the typical reddit content, and it’s a bit long maybe, but I hope you’ll enjoy it. I certainly did writing it. I might pick up the same world building in future stories. Now, without further ado:


John all but stumbled out of his apartment building, crashing though the door. Today, he had to fill the unforgiving minute. He stopped briefly, putting the jacket of his almost-sharp suit back into place with a few tucks, then hurried onward.

It was Saturday in Zalabrough City, and as such, the streets were crawling – literally, in many cases. Most work was forbidden on a Saturday, and in a city that was created around almost unrestrained desire, that meant a little rock ‘n’ roll, a lot of drugs and untold amounts of fucking.

[M/F][NonCon][Rape] Screw finals.

This story is purely fictional i in no way condone rape it’s simply erotic fiction so enjoy! It’s a long one.

Oscar was many things, a fuckboy, an asshole, and overly violent, and as I would soon find out, someone who didn’t understand the word no. obviously none of these things were good but sadly for me I was best friends with his brother so I had to put up with his shit, he practically raised his little brother Pablo because both their parents were out of the picture but that also meant that no one responsible was ever around because trust me Oscar was anything but responsible.

Today however I was really hoping he would be responsible, me and Pablo we’re both eighteenth and still in school, we had to study for finals and since my parents were out of town and I wasn’t allowed to have boys over unsupervised so Pablo asked Oscar if we could study at the house, yet currently there was a house party going on.

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Step Sister Corruption Part 97 – Day ?? Cobwebs (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

I awoke ready to start swinging but instantly looked at my surroundings completely confused.

I was in my car…..in my passenger seat. And it was on with the heater was lightly going keeping my ass warm in the frigid cold outside as snow coated my car.

In my clothes and coat.

The only thing I noticed was that my pants was completely open and my dick was out sporting the biggest wood of my life. My dick had all my visible veins protruding and felt like it was on the verge of exploding. My throbbing cock wasn’t my only issue…..my balls fucking throbbed ready to fire off.

God I was fucking horny. I needed pussy **STAT**!!!

I tried to ignore it as my mind was filled with nothing but cobwebs.

What the fuck happened?

What day is it?

What time is it?

I looked at my car’s digital dashboard to see the time was 6:37pm.

That answered one question.

I tried to think. Last thing I remember was Dr Braxter accusing me of being a stalker and that’s all I remember.

A Spider Named Claire, Encounter 1: Succubus – Part 2/2 [MF][Femdom][CBT][Sci-Fi][Drugs]

“Miss, please, I’m close…”

She let go of my cock like it bit her. “Oh, no, it’s not time for that yet. Not until I get off again, at least.” She reached down to her cunt and rubbed it with her fingers until they were slick with her juice, used it to lubricate my glans, and fed it back through the pillory. “This thing has some features I was going to save for another time, but I think you’ve earned it.” She looked at me and winked. “Check this out!” She clicked something on the rod and I felt spikes pop out of the inside diameter of the ring. I couldn’t tell if they were sharp enough to break skin, but almost any movement was sharply uncomfortable.

“Ok, how about now?” She adjusted something and I felt the spikes multiply, shrinking as they grew inside the ring until it felt like my dick was being held gently by a handful of broken glass, nothing cutting, but on the bleeding edge of it. She must have seen my eyes go wide because she dialed it back down to the original setting.

A Spider Named Claire, Encounter 1: Succubus [MF][Femdom][CBT][Sci-Fi][Drugs]

This is my first time attempting to write any kind of fiction, much less erotic. Any feedback/critique appreciated beyond content. I already know I have weird taste. :)

A few notes as preface:

* The ship this scene takes place on is at rest and depends on thrust for gravity. So currently – zero g.
* I really hate the obligatory physical description part of most stuff I read on here, so I omitted it. Use your imagination and fill in the gaps. Protag is written to be a handsome self-insert.

Hope you enjoy!

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I was pulling myself along a series of padded handholds down the corridor to the Hospitality sector, on my way to see Claire. I felt a little silly booking her for the third time in as many weeks, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her smile, the little razor edge I could see glinting behind her eyes. I told myself this time I’d do it, I’d ask about getting dommed. She was a professional, after all, it’s business for her, not personal. I wasn’t going to pussy out again.

Step Sister Corruption Part 94 – Day 58 Ginger Visit (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

Author’s notes: As our main character, Gabe, and his loves S&K are still sitting in Dr. Braxter’s office. Back at his home, his mother Sarah Michaels is on the phone.

*Sarah Michaels aka Ginger*

I spoke to the video phone, “Let me see them.”

The person on the other end who looked exhausted moved the phone so I could see triplet babies in their own little beds.  Triplet girl newborns.

I let out an exasperated high pitched “AAAWWWWW!!!!! They’re so cute!!!!”

Jesse spoke over the phone, “Yeah they’re cute now.  But mommy is exhausted.”

I laughed, “I bet.  So did you do natural or did you get cut?”

Jesse sighed, “I originally wanted to do natural birthing but that wasn’t in the cards for me once we found out I was carrying triplets.  They had to cut me and I’m still a little drugged.”

Jesse turned the phone from the newborns and turned it on her face.

I laughed, “Yeah I’d probably get cut too if I were carrying triplets.  So what are you naming them?”

Jesse looked at me, “I was thinking Rose, Rachael, and Robyn.”

[FM] Seducing my (f/23) girlfriend’s new roommate was more than I bargained for

Recently, I’ve been enjoying a sexual relationship with a gal named Emily who I met out dancing one night last spring.

For those of you who haven’t seen pictures of me (I stopped sharing them awhile back because of some really concerning stalkers – I have a post on it if you want to know more), I like to wear a cross between a “girl next door” and an elegant/fashion-forward styles. I have a long slim torso, long legs, and relatively small pointy tits (b-c cups) and am considered beautiful by many but Emily is very different. She has a punk/goth style. She has a nose ring, lots of ear piercings, short black hair that is usually tussled and spiked in the back, and tattoos all over. Her features are delicate and angular, her lips are plump and firm, and her eyes are big and brown with long, long lashes. Her skin is like porcelain and she’s short and curvy with a long torso, narrow waist, and big round DD tits with high nipples surrounded by dark brown areolae that perk up the moment she’s turned on. Her pussy is usually trimmed into a dark landing strip and it throbs bright red in contrast to her milky white skin. She’s gay (I’m pan) and she likes her clit licked and rubbed as she’s being penetrated with a dildo or strap on. She makes sweet, small moans and gasps as she orgasms, her muscles contract and roll like waves and her cum tastes like salty rose water taffy (I am uncontrollably loud and shake and quiver when I cum). Like me, she’s capable of multiple orgasms and we have spent a number of days shut in during the pandemic making each other cum for hours on end, breaking only to eat and rehydrate. Although we have an open and undefined relationship, Emily has been my main physical and emotional relationship this past year, and she has been very understanding and supportive with my sex life and is an awesome friend as well as a lover.