Turning his princess (f27) into my (m28) whore – pt. 1: breaking her in & getting her to admit her true feelings about her ex [Cuckold] [BDSM] [D/s]

5-6 years ago, I was working for this company that was full of young, attractive people.

Of all the women there, one stood out most of all: Lauren. She was a strong, stunningly-beautiful & confident women – like 5’11 and skinny but with nice curves. She was also very elegant – always well-dressed, proper, etc..

I think something about owning this well-put-together woman just drove me wild. When we worked together, I’d always have fantasies about degrading her around the office. Molesting her, shoving her to her knees, fucking her throat. Unfortunately, she was completely out of touch in my book because she had a boyfriend.

A while after we stopped working together, she asked if I wanted to grab food to discuss some new job she was considering. The conversation could’ve definitely happened over text so I hoped it was a pretence and that she’d broken up with her ex.

Thankfully, my hopes came true and she casually mentioned the break-up in the first few minutes. I felt sorry for her as they had been going out for 5+ years but my dick instantly hardened. I was immediately in predator mode.

Unexpected Plans

It doesn’t make any sense. We haven’t talked in a couple weeks and all of a sudden she’s calling me at ten o’clock at night to come over to her house. I haven’t even been to her house yet, so why now? Is something wrong with her? Could she be in danger or something? She didn’t sound like she was in trouble. She was calm and relaxed about everything, but it still had a feeling of urgency. Running through every possible scenario I couldn’t seem to pinpoint what this is about. Her reasoning is slipping me. Well… no matter what it is, I’m heading over there. Now that I think about it, I don’t remember hearing anyone besides her, so it couldn’t be something wrong with someone else. The only background noise I can recall are static conversations emanating from the TV. Every other time we’d talk over the phone I’d hear someone. Usually her mom, but it would occasionally be a friend of hers. But it didn’t seem like anyone was there with her. They’re probably in another room out of earshot. Maybe she’s in her room alone with her door closed? That probably explains the odd silence. 

Michael & Kayla [MF] [Fiction]

“So, this is the place, huh? It’s nice!”

Kayla offered to take Michael’s coat and knapsack as he admired the apartment.

“Thanks,” he said, appreciating her hospitality.

“Don’t mention it.” As he pulled his right arm out of his sleeve, Kayla jumped in to assist. Michael couldn’t help but notice that one of her hands was on his biceps, squeezing gently, as the other took over and did the work for him, pulling the jacket off fully.

“So, you like it?” Kayla asked, gesturing towards the open space of the penthouse they stood in.

“Yeah, it’s awesome! Such high ceilings. Guess it pays to have rich parents,” he ended with a scoff. “So they’re out of town all week?”

“Yup, till Sunday night. Four more days of living the life here on my own.”

“And what a life it is,” said Michael. “So,” he went on, deliberately, “we should probably get to work, eh? Mrs. Anderson gave us more homework today than I swear any teacher has ever given us.”

Chapter 1: The group meets [FM][Fantasy][Rape][Tentacles][FDom][Bondage][(slight)Anal]

Hello dear writers and readers,

This is basically my first attempt at erotic writing. It got kind of long and takes some time until the actual sex happens. It is basically a classical fantasy RPG setting. A group of heroes going on a quest. Only with sex thrown into it.

I wrote this for one because it was fun for me, but also to improve my English (not my first language), my fictional writing as well as my erotic writing. What I want to say with this is: please give me feedback. I believe my vocabulary is sufficient to convey my meaning. But I am a bit anxious whether my choice of words is too bland. Or maybe I overcompensate for that anxiety. Also, if you have feedback for the content rather than the form, that makes me happy, too.

Anyway, I hope you have fun reading :)

**The Meeting**

Alone at Work Ch 7 [mf]

My routine was starting to return to normal, sleeping during the day and working nights with Richard, then our schedules had changed, and I did not work alone with him on Saturday nights anymore. When I wasn’t sleeping, I was texting and talking with Jon who had been really sweet, and I was looking forward to our upcoming movie date.

Randomly on a Wednesday Jon called and asked if I felt like meeting up for coffee when I got off work. I told him I was, and we spent the next few hours drinking coffee and chatting. Afterward, he came back to my place. I invited him in, and we talked a bit more. He put his arm around me then leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back and we started to make out on my sofa. It was hot and Jon was a great kisser. Things were getting heated, and in the moment, Jon slid his hand up my shirt cupping my left tit in his hand rubbing his thumb back and forth across my nipple. I moaned into the kiss and bit his lip. It felt so good, and I started to reach for his belt when I suddenly heard Richard’s voice in my head calling me a slut. I broke the kiss and pulled away stopping him.

Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 07 [Apocalypse, romance, drama, horror, oral, cheating]

Last time on Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Tom feels guilty about his time with Kelsey in the shed but finds Rachel to be open to the idea of letting him play with the young women. However, As they grow comfortable in their new home a looming threat draws closer each day.

Will Tom be able to handle the attention of two strong willed women? Will Bruce find out where our heroes dwell? What does time at home with guard duty feel like? Find out now!

Chapter 7: Guard Duty

Tom stood up and stretched, forcing his body to move. He felt exhausted, the little sleep he managed to get was not nearly enough. Still, he had to get up. The beeping alarm on the wrist watch said so. He groaned quietly as he fumbled for his clothes and got dressed. His eyes did not want to stay open and his jaw was starting to ache from back to back yawns. 2am was a hateful part of any clock and deserved to be abolished. Perhaps he could get the lawmakers in New Washington to look into it.

[MFM] I recently got to try sloppy seconds for the first time

My wife was very nervous and shy about being shared for the first time. It was an idea that had turned me on for years, but she always said that she would probably be too awkward and shy to try it, despite being a little curious and slightly turned on by the idea herself. It was about six months ago that she actually started to come around to the idea and seemed to want to discuss it more, and then she told me that I could start looking for someone online if I wanted to, but we would have to get to know him online for at least a few months before meeting in person. I’ll never forget how my heart started racing when she said that.

Enter The Labyrinth Act I – Chapter 12 [GAY] [FANTASY] [EROTIC HORROR]

**2349 WORDS**

Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.
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Avi had spent two days at the orc fortress (indeed, as James had mentioned, the orcs preferred to refer to it as Castle Klarg). He hadn’t left his prison, “Holding Cell A,” the entire time. The orcs came by every so often to bring food— a horrible bluish-green sludge in a soup bowl— check on the prisoners, and indeed collect a handful of men at a time to bring to “the pits” for their transformation. The regular jingling of keys down the hall made every man in the cell tense up, secretly praying not to be chosen for just one more day.

One’s time spent in the holding cell was apparently highly variable. Some prisoners only stayed there for a matter of hours before the orcs brought them for their bath in Orcium, the toxic slime that transforms humans into monsters. Others could be waiting around for months. But everyone goes to the pits eventually. At least, that’s what Avi had been told by his cellmates.

[M/F] Home intruder makes you his sex slave

You’re at home alone, house to yourself all night, you can see the twilight fading outside past the warm breeze blowing gently through the window… Maybe you’re reading, maybe you’re enjoying a glass of wine….

You’re wearing a short silk robe, see through lingerie underneath, draped over your shiny smooth skin, freshly lotioned after the shower you had just taken not long ago….

You haven’t been fucked properly for months. You crave it, but you just can’t find the right man to take complete control and use you the way you so desperately need… you’ve resorted to putting on sexy lingerie at night and touching yourself to the fantasy you’ve created of a stranger coming into your house and taking you for his own pleasure…

You close your eyes and start rubbing your pussy through your panties…suddenly you’re startled by a strange noise just down the hallway. You jump up and walk over to investigate and a soon as you turn the corner you find yourself pinned against the wall by a tall chiseled man dressed in all black… You scream and fight to try to get away but you can’t move at all, he’s just too strong…

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 227-229) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 227: The Last Seconds (18++)

“Yes! Oh, God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” the milf moaned as both her partner and the snake lady fucked her holes.

*Well… I guess our team might have more synergy than I at first assumed,* Beatrice concluded, still surprised at how easily the duo became a threesome. *At least we’re making good time!* Beatrice automatically raised her arm and looked at her wrist without thinking, only to remember that she no longer had a watch. *Oh, right.*

Beatrice looked around and saw that not many participants followed the example set by her teammates. About a dozen or so were still busy scrambling to form what little semblance of a team a bunch of rejects could hope to form. They had no time for such activities. Only one other team decided to have some fun and double-team their teammate while the third reject laid on the ground. Most of the others were busy discussing strategies or studying their competition.