A very adult music video

Needless to say this is fictional. Unfortunately.

“You got the job!”

It was my agent and this was my first success. An aspiring model and actor, I had tried everything, even the periphery of the porn industry, without much success. Now, finally, a real gig.

“It’s for a music video…supposedly really on the edge…they asked a lot of weird questions.”

“Like what?”

“Like how hung you are…congratulations again by the way…whether you’re comfortable with nudity, stuff like that. Must be some video!”

“Yeah, did they say who it’s for?” I asked, daydreaming about artists I would want to spend some time with.

“No, but you’ll find out next week. In the meantime they said you should refrain from sex and even masturbation starting immediately.”

The next week took forever. I searched the trades and the internet for rumors or any little clue. I didn’t find anything, but I did learn that mainstream artists were resorting to more and more explicit videos, some of which were intended for mature audiences only, to boost their social media presence and compete with each other. This had to be what I was doing. But who would it be?

Maggie’s Slutty Fantasies Chapter 2

**Maggie’s Slutty Fantasies Chapter 2**

Slam!

The door shut behind me and startled me out of my daze as I walked out of the store. What just happened? I didn’t expect for this, well to be honest I didn’t know really what to expect. How did I get to the front door again?

“Remember, try to remember,” I kept repeating to myself.

Everything was so fuzzy between the adrenaline and endorphins racing through my head, the horniness and orgasm that sent me over the edge and the shock of the things that happened. I tried to focus on the last thing I could remember.

The words rang back into my head, “I’ll see you tomorrow princess”.

His cock warm, wet and somewhat heavy resting on my cheek. Then I felt it start to rise up off of my face, tip rubbing across my cheek as he did. He got up and walked over to the door putting his cock away in the process; I could hear him zip his fly and the sound of the knob slowly turning, all the while I was still on my knees by his desk.

Mountain Friends pt 3 (mf)

[previous](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sz6rzm/mountain_friends_part_2_mf/)

Nick gave a deep laugh as well, “Sorry to leave you there buddy. We were just thinking of waking you up to play some games. The night is young.”

“Games sound good,” I answered.

Suddenly, a loud boom sounded from outside and the electricity to the house turned off. Maria screamed and we all cursed loudly.

I scrambled to find my phone and turned on the flashlight. She had hugged Nick and buried her face in his chest. His arms were around her protectively and he was also feeling for his phone. In the light of my phone I could swear he had to move his penis to grab it but my mind was elsewhere.

“The fuck was that?” I exclaimed.

“Calm down buddy, it was probably just a transformer blowing or maybe a tree fell. Don’t worry, it happens.” His calm allowed me to relax and I calmed down.

“Why don’t you take your girlfriend and I’ll grab some candles.”

“Ok, that sounds good,” I said but Maria shook her head.

“I want to go with you.” Nick shrugged at me and then grabbed her by the shoulder and told her she could.

Merille Debauched Adventure – Chapter 2 [fantasy][dubcon][gangbang][submission][degradation][creampie]

A rough hand yanked Merille from the floor by her short raven hair. She stumbled to her feet with a grunt as pain flared on her scalp. But the sting turned into pleasure frighteningly quickly, and wetness oozed from her pussy along with the gooey load Salus had left behind.

Even after three years, her body remained a slave to *their* reconditioning. A slave to those men whose faces had faded into vague shadows. Their brainwash had made her their obedient pet who craved nothing but their commands and depraved lust.

She thought her mind had recovered. She was dead wrong. Nothing had changed after all these times.

Coarse hands explored her supple flesh, groping and kneading her soft mounds and firm ass. She was merely a piece of meat they planned to *skewer, spit roast, and savor.* They would fuck her again and again until she was broken.

*Then they’ll discard me like a soiled piece of trash as those men did.*

The thought sent a shiver of grotesque lust up her spine. Merille hated herself for longing for it. For craving these depraved desires like they were sweet delicacies. For pressing into those hands roving her body and moaning gleefully as they teased her pink nipples and clit.

Daddy’s Weekend Pt. 1

Disclaimer: This is fantasy made by adults, about adults, for adults. 18+

Daddy gave me specific instructions on exactly what to do when I came to meet him at his condo, and I really hope that I remember them all just right. We had been together for over 9 months now but had never met for a playdate, let alone an entire weekend together and I was beyond excited! Of course, we’d talked on the phone often, video chatted and I had even spanked myself for him when I had broken one of his very few rules. But now, today was the day!

I got up extra early this morning (not as if I could really sleep anyway) and saw the aesthetician so I was perfectly smooth from my toenails to my belly button… Daddy insisted that I MUST be completely smooth. He also insisted on a special full-body massage as he said he wanted every single knot and bit of tension to be worked out of my body before I came to see him at the condo.

How it started with my brother

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/snu67u/bs_how_it_started_with_my_brother/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

After I got to my room, all I could think about was how good that dick felt between my ass cheeks. I stayed up all night edging for hours and cumming multiple times with my vibrator. Just dreaming of my new fantasy. A fantasy I thought I would have never even thought about. Yet it actually happen. I couldn’t believe my thoughts and how much of an emotional rollercoaster my body felt. The rush of arousal and some guilt of all the lust and how wrong it felt. I tried to not think about it but the feeling of that first night was just to good to ignore.

How I Became a Cuckold pt 5 – The Morning Before

I woke up the next morning to a text from Tim that said “let me know when you’re up. We have things to plan.” I walked downstairs, leaving her in bed and texted him. My phone range almost immediately.

He asked if I enjoyed last night, and I said yes very much. I said that I’d never cum like that before. He laughed and said he knew. He asked if I was hard right now. Truth was, I was, and I was standing in the kitchen slowly rubbing my cock through my underwear, feeling the slickness of precum already soaking through the cotton. I admitted I was and he said I was not to touch myself today and certainly not to cum. I immediately stopped and said, “yes, Sir.”

He asked if I was sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I said of course. He said that once he stepped into our house, my chance to say no was over. If I wanted to back out, I could back out right now and we all just had a fun night, but once he was there my job was to obey. I felt a growing pressure and nervousness in my chest, but I said, “Yes… yes. I want this. I need this more than anything. You know this and so do I.” He said yes he knew, but just to be sure. Once he arrived I could not say no. She could… she could back out… it was his job to seduce her and to keep that from happening, but I could not.

[MFM] An account of the wonderful night when I, a mature naturally dominant man (47), was asked to be a Bull for a young couple (26F, 28M) who wanted to try cuckolding

I’m in my late 40’s. I’ve been a Dom for a long as I remember, but I’ve defined myself as a service Dom for about the last five years or so, since one of my subs pointed out that it’s a good description of my Domming style – I try to give my partners the best experience I can, and tailor the experience specifically to their wants and needs. I’ve also been Bull to a few couples, and wanted to have more experiences of that sort. So I created this Reddit account. Very soon after creating the account I made contact with a married couple. They were in their mid-20’s, had been together since they were in their teens, and had been married for five years. They had only had sexual experiences with each other, but were sexually adventurous. She was the more dominant one of the couple and they had started to play with BDSM, with him submitting to her. They had talked about cuckolding, and they both found the idea of a Bull exciting. She also found the idea of submitting to a more dominant man exciting, and she found older dominant men especially attractive.

Married[f] and attracted to white men

I live in India, highly educated, worked in MNC’S and now running my own beauty parlor with a very successful married life. I am a very fortunate and outgoing woman. I have my day mostly occupied with work and regular chores. Loves to pursue my passions and quite attentive about the human relationships. This post, in my opinion, not intended to be “sultry” but to express or validate my natural urge for white men.

The inducement might be for the reason that I have worked with a guy from UK virtually few years back. We were quite professional, I had to pass on the information to him mostly through emails and phone. He is authoritative yet was super polite. There was a time we had a formal zoom call for two straight hours which was actually scheduled to be for 45 mins. We went beyond the formal time just to know about each other. About culture, food and other fun stuff. He is also married and are still connected on linkedin.

Young virgin begins a sexual relationship with an older man. When his friends catch them in the act, she begins to fantasize about being used by his older friends… (24F/59M, con, f-solo, voy)

I’m so desperate for you.

My pussy is always wet, making it difficult for me to concentrate on my work, and it’s only gotten harder to focus since I’ve been working from home. For relief, I take breaks to rub my clit or hump whatever I’m sitting on. Sometimes when I’m really desperate but don’t have the time to do anything about it, I’ll get on all fours, arch my back, and pretend your cock’s behind me and you’re about to press in. I only have the time to do this for a few minutes, but the fantasy does help.

Though I try not to, I always end up thinking about you. How hard you get, how thick you are, and then I’m right back to where I started; humping my chair and rubbing my clit as I try to distract myself from how empty I am. You’re busy right now and have your phone off, but I wish I could call you and have you talk me through my orgasm. It’ll end exactly how it always ends; me, almost on the verge of tears as I beg for your cock.