i love sending nudes to my bf and teasing him with sexy pictures and dirtytalk when he is with his friends. i always liked the fact, that his friends might get a glimpse on his display while he is starring at my huge ass. so when he is out with his friends i make sure, that he is getting good visual material from his naked girlfriend at home. three weeks ago my bf went out with his friends. that time, he was out with this three friends, that are unbelievably hot. these guys are like those guys that you see on the street, and you want to be seen by them, you want their attention, you want them to want you, you want to be their fantasy…
Tag: Fantasy
[M]y first sexual experience was with a daddy do[m] from Grindr. With pics :)
To start, I’m not a writer so this might be terrible. I’m just trying to write it down somewhere and thought why not here. Jump to ++++++++++ if you want to skip to the me getting spanked bit.
I guess I should describe myself. I’m a 5″10 skinny athletic 22 year old white guy. I dress very casually and am normally the person in any group conversation to just be silent listening to what others are saying. You’ll see what I look like in some pictures later.
The dom I end up meeting (who I will call Nick) was an athletic older white man in his 50s. He was surprisingly quiet but was very comforting as I never felt in danger at any point while with him.
[M]y Sister In Law (SIL) [F]oot Fetish Fantasy
My SIL is a 60 year old Filipina MILF. She has shoulder length hair and a light brown complexion that looks best without makeup. My favorite feature is her petite feet. She has soft feet with curvy arches and nicely pedicured nails. She is single and often travels with me and my wife.
My fantasy is that my wife and I plan a trip with my her, but my wife has to back out at the last minute. My SIL and I travel together and stay in a one bedroom condo. We relax by the pool and I offer to massage her beautiful feet. As her feet rest in my lap I “accidentally” brush my hard cock against her soles. I’m playing the long game, so that’s as far as I go for now.
I turn up the sexual tension by having her catch me come out the shower without a towel. I brush my hard on against her as I pass by her in cramp spaces. I share a blanket with her and allow our bodies to touch as we watch TV.
Late-night Intruder [MF] [Femdom] [Gentle] [Non-con] [Male Victim]
I’m startled from a deep sleep due to a sensation in my lower region.
I blink my eyes open, my mind hazy and foggy. Confused, my eyes trail down to see a small hand wrapped around my cock, jerking it up and down.
Horror rips up my spine, and the terror makes my stomach churn, putting my brain in a frenzy. I scream, but not much comes out because of a gag. Further panic arises, and I immediately shoot my arms forward to attack the intruder, but that’s cut short when my wrists automatically snap back. Pain registers from a rope burn, but I don’t stop fighting to escape, running on adrenaline.
A voice cuts through my scrambled mind.
“Shhh…” My attacker begins to rub my head, making me struggle even more. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you.” I barely process her words because I’m too preoccupied trying to escape. My arms continue to painfully tug against the restraints, legs kicking.
Her arms embrace me, startling me and wrapping me in her warmth. “I’m just going to make us feel good, okay?” Her voice is oddly soft. Affectionate. Loving. But it doesn’t do anything to alleviate my panic.
Commissioned Personalized Erotica – Message us ;)
Have you ever wanted to be with someone, somewhere, engaged in the sweet tango of making love, or the animalistic indulgence of fucking, but the cards of reality dealt you a different hand? Why watch porn with lookalikes that only remind you of the man or woman that haunts the margins of your mind, why read about faceless lovers with manufactured names, why not extrapolate your wet dreams into salacious lines of poetry that you can enjoy until eternity becomes archaic?
We are a kinky couple that moonlights as a writing team, we love each other, we love to write, and we love to help others bring their fantasies of dirty endeavors into the light of erotica. If you have a fantasy that deserves to dwell in the ecstasy of written word, we will be honored to create a piece that makes your desires palpable.
We will do everything we can to make it real for you. Our writing is versatile, visceral, primal, and personal.
Contact us with your ideas/scenarios/whatever you heart desires, and we will make it live and breathe tailor-made to your wishes.
Please feel free to message us with any questions.
My beautiful blonde plaything [MF] [Mdom] [Part2]
[Read part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p48d8j/my_beautiful_blonde_plaything_mf_mdom_part1/)
I placed my hands on Minna’s thighs and spread her legs apart. Then I moved my hands to her buttocks and spread them a bit wider. I wasn’t too heavy-handed, but I didn’t spare her either. I knew my plaything liked it rough. I moved my other hand between her legs. Her inner thighs were wet already. Her pussy was eager to be touched and I teased her by inching my fingers closer and closer. I felt the warmth and wetness and I could hear in her breathing how she was anxious for my touch. I placed my other hand on her front and grabbed the small patch of hair on her pussy. I held her there for a minute, my hand on either side of her and my lips near her ear. “Is this what you like, is this what you want?” I asked and she whimpered a response: “Yes, please, do it to me, please..”
But it wasn’t going to be that easy for her. “On your knees,” I commanded and pulled my hands away. I saw disappointment on Minna’s lips, but she obeyed immediately. Good girl. A perfect little plaything.
For the shy slut that just wants to be taken [Non-Consent Consent, Rape, Roleplay, Dark Fantasy, Force Orgasm] #NSFW
-Warning- This may trigger you. This is a work of fiction and does not endorse anything illegal. This is fantasy/role play and involves non-consensual consent. This was written by request. Thank you.
Kate was a quiet, mousy woman who seemed unaware of her beauty. Men had always showed interest in her, but her crippling shyness kept her at home on the weekends, reading books or watching movies, curled up with her dog instead of a man. She’d had men before – they had never given her any pleasure. A “wham, bam, thank you ma’am” type of sexual encounter was the only thing she’d known from her selfish previous lovers.
She had one sexual outlet, and it was her darkest, most shameful secret that she would never tell anyone – she liked to act out erotic fictions with strangers online.
Obscuring her face she would meet men online and talk to them until she had discerned that they could play the role. Then, she’d send them her most recent favorite erotica and the role they would play.
Mother-Cucker! (Part 2) [femdom] [mild incest] [mature] [near cuckold]
*********Ready or not, here it is! I received a ton of feedback both positive and negative about the first chapter of this story. For those who loved it, this next part is for you. For those who did not, I took some of your suggestions to try and mold this more to your liking. Not sure if I’ll make a third chapter unless I get a lot of requests. Without further ado, hope you enjoy this not quite cuckold, not quite incestuous fantasy of mine…… **************
PART TWO: THE CABIN
The rest of the drive was awkward to say the least. Well, it was awkward for me. My mom and Donny barely noticed my presence after their lovemaking.
For a long time after they’d finished, my mom just sat on top of him, holding his face to hers, kissing him softly over and over and over.
The wetness of their mouths moving over one another was not lost on me. I burned inside, angry, hurt, and confused.
After a bit, my mom climbed off of my friend. She pulled her top off completely, used it like a rag to wipe her pussy with, catching Donny’s spent semen as it ran out of her. I watched, mesmerized as the cloth moved against her pussy lips, growing wetter and wetter.
Drunk Uni sex and the beginnings of my sex club initiation (secret sex club PT1)
Hi, names Tracy, I want to tell you about a crazy time of my life that happened not to long ago, the time i got invited to a secret university sex club and got fucked by 5 guys. But before we talk about that, how about an origin story.
One day back when i was 13 I was over at a friends house, what we were doing doesn’t matter. What matters is at one point she starts acting real shady, closes her door and reaches under her bed and pulls out a porn mag. “found this in my dads room” she said proudly waving it above her head. So we huddled round on her bedroom floor and all giggled at a nude women and chuckled at the penises. Now I cant speak for the other girls but something stirred within me that day. I remember seeing a picture of a woman laying naked on a bed, rocking a huuuge 70s bush. But its what she was doing that got my brain fired up…she had two fingers inside her girl parts…she was masturbating, que dramatic music. Shocker I know, but something about it just resonated with me, i didn’t know what i had to do, just that i had to do it. I made a terrible excuse of needing to “help my mum with the cleaning” and rushed myself home. I got home ran upstairs hid under the sheets and went to work. Took me a few tries like most girls, but it happened, for the first time. The fireworks, the blooming flower the triumphant music, that one GIF of Leonardo DiCaprio toasting you with the martini. Yes I had an orgasm. After that moment, you couldn’t stop me, long baths, late nights you get the idea. It was when I discovered internet porn you could argue it became a problem. Not really, i was just rampant. daily, twice daily. I bought my first vibrator when i was 16. My masturbation habits would continue in a similar fashion for many years.
Reporter’s dilemma part 08
Gregor and Caroline dried each other off, once they got out of the shower. He knew his technicians were putting together the next installment of Susie Cream Pie, and he would wander back, and supervise the process, now that he was dressed.
“Well Caroline, I have to head back and supervise the putting together of your next starring role. So, day after tomorrow, same time, and we’ll do your third feature.”
Caroline nodded eagerly. She turned to the mirror to comb her hair.
“Slut, cream pie slut, fuck doll, little horny cream pie whore”
She said those words out loud to her reflection. Unlike her reaction two days ago, she felt the lust sizzle her nerves. Her face was glowing, her eyes were sparkling, she looked so alive, so full of joy, so hungry for sex, sex, lots of sex. She felt that she’d thrown off the shackles of what “good women” were supposed to be, middle-class snobbery, and fuck that noise. She realized if she still followed that, she’d be stuck in a rut, a virtually sexless marriage with a husband who would have seen no need to change. Now she had seen what was behind the mask of domestic bullshit, she was a cock hungry bitch, she needed to have her body used like it should be used. Her mouth, her cunt, and her ass were going to be put to the uses they should be used for, to throw a really good fuck into her, every hole was going to get loads of cum spilling into her, as many times as the cocks that were fucking her could get it up.