Tag: Fantasy

The Yoga Goddess: Part I (FM)

Part I: I Meet the Yoga Goddess

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I have been attending classes at the Evolution Yoga Studio for about two months. Yoga has become part of my lifestyle, for spiritual and physical purposes. I was initially nervous I would feel embarrassed as a 32 year old male attending yoga, but I have been pleasantly surprised by the welcome I’ve received. While I am no sculpture of David, I have gained confidence in my body. Especially my lower half, where my days spent playing baseball as a catcher still reveals some definition in my thighs and butt. My nervousness also extended to my mental and physical responses to seeing attractive women in skin tight clothing. Yoga has always been erotically charging for me, even when practicing by myself. Luckily, I have avoided any embarrassing signs of arousal so far.

My confidence grew, and two weeks ago I began attending hot yoga classes. With me being comfortable with my sexuality, seeking comfort in a hot room, and being a bit of an exhibitionist, I purchased a pair of skin tight yoga shorts that reached about halfway down my thighs. After a few classes, I noticed that as I became sweaty, the definition of my semi-erect cock would appear. No one seemed to notice, so I continued wearing the shorts. Read more »

If Only [Ff] [BDSM] [Femdom]

“Do you want to cum?”

“Unh! Uggh!”

Don’t judge me—this gag may not be huge, *per se*, but what it lacks in size it makes up in devilish intent. I could talk better and drool less around a fat dick with a man behind it, fucking my face. If only.

Kat waves the wand back and forth, making its bulbous white head undulate between us like a charmed serpent. I can’t take my eyes off it, I want it so bad. I’d settle for my fingers, you know, if my wrists weren’t shackled to the front of my collar—I’d settle for humping a fucking pillow, if I weren’t sitting bare-assed on a concrete basement floor, and I’d settle for jumping her and taking it off her, shackles or no, if I weren’t chained by the neck to a ring in the floor.

If only.

Her face crinkles into a petite frown. She looks down at the wand and clicks it on-off, buzz-buzz, yes, Kat, you bitch, it works—doesn’t it? Oh, her face—oh, God, I hate the way she can hear my thoughts. Now she’s smiling. “Say it. Say you want it. Beg me for it.” Read more »

Looking for werewolf (or other shifter) erotica in which they fuck in their shifted form. Anyone?

I’d prefer it if one character were human , but it’s not necessary; I’d be interested in some shifter-on-shifter action! ;)

If you are interested, I do knew of one book that somewhat fits the bill. It’s an FMM fantasy erotic romance series by A. H. Lee that begins with Incubus Caged. The incubus is a panther shifter. There’s only some oral while he’s in his panther form, no intercourse.

My Fantasy Part 3 of 3 MF Roleplay

(comments always welcome)

I clasp the waist strings of her panties and slowly pull them off her ass, sliding them up over her knees and off her feet. As if freed, her legs splay apart opening herself up to me.

I begin at her knees, kissing, licking fondling her thighs, slowly tracing my tongue down towards the glistening slit that beckons me. As I get closer, I can smell the sweet aroma of her, a musky, tart smell. My mouth waters desirous to taste her.

Her mound is covered by little hair the same color as her head. Ahh, I think, a true redhead. Her clit is already poking out from between the lips of her cunt, begging to be sucked.

I place my hands on the inside of her thighs and part them more. She opens up to me like a flower, her lips parting, revealing the inner workings of her wet pussy.

I can wait no longer. I push my face into her, intoxicated by the sight and smell. I rub her clit with the tip of my nose as I lick the inner lips and entry into her. She lets out a moan and shudders at my touch. I begin licking small circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue, not yet touching the tender bud, but slowly, teasingly around and around. Read more »

Disciplined By the Librarian (MF) (Office Play) (Public Sex)

“Please, come in, ma’am.”

Anna enters the librarian’s office.

He closes his office door behind her and motions for her to have a seat in one of the two chairs in front of his desk. He circles around and takes a seat in his leather desk chair.

“Anna, I trust you know why you have been called to my office,” his deep voice reverberates off the walls.

“No, sir,” she says, not making eye contact with him.

“Oh, you don’t? I find that hard to believe. Ma’am, you have been making use of the library’s private study rooms as of late, have you not?”

“Yes, sir,” she says.

“And are you aware that these rooms have security cameras in them? That anything and everything you do in the room can be seen?”

Her eyes widen and she bites her lip nervously.

“No, sir. I did not know that,” she says, maintaining her gaze on the floor

“Would you like to change your story about why you’re here? Or should I proceed to the visual aids?”

She says nothing. Read more »

After the Plague, Humanity can only survive through Male Impregnation.

# The year is 2085.

Fifteen years ago, a highly virulent, so-called “White Plague” struck humankind: all females perished. Wives were gone, as were daughters, sisters, and, most importantly, mothers. Our species was reduced to man and man alone, and knew that it would die out. That’s when the Ganymede Project was initiated.

A worldwide initiative, Ganymede, started experimenting on men, aggressively altering their genetic code, in a desperate race towards salvation from extinction. Human ingenuity truly knows no boundaries: in less than ten years, scientists emerged from their labs with a new kind of man, what was to be called from then on a “Carrier”. Men gifted with fertile, receptive, functional vaginas and wombs.

In the aftermath of this worldwide disaster, conservatives rose to power, and now a despotic government controls our Country, and many others. It recently instituted an innovative National Eugenic Program meant to improve its citizens. First of all, every single person’s genetic makeup has been systematically mapped and registered into a public database, then the most desirable pairings are asked to marry and beget offspring. Love is an afterthought: more often than not, the awkward betrothed don’t know each other at all and are only meant to be together for primal breeding purposes. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 4 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy][BDSM] [Humiliation] [Dubcon]

**Nicole**

How do you know that they have control over you? Well, the first hint might be that you are doing your intern job, but suddenly they come snatch you for nothing, chase you on two floors and handcuff you. Later they will totally immobilize you.

These people have particular sense for letting person alternate roles, making her active participant in one lesson and mere object in the other. During the Homemaking I was planting flowers, then Holy Submission has planted me.

I had to stand in the tall crate, letting myself buried in soil and my sticking out head being blinded by the latex mask. I am thinking about my coping techniques, but I´m still too much dependent on sensual information and mobility that I currently lack, so I do what I can, which is breathing by nose. Removing of the mask wasn´t that merciful, as I was taken by surprise. Some men watered my face by two kinds of body fluids. I wasn´t yet at the level I could pretend to like it, but I was maintaining stoic resignation. The bastards weren´t lecturing me and washed me once I “savored” it and let me breath freely from that moment on. I would block the most persistent bits of stench with a single finger. Sadly, every one of them was belonging to unavailable parts below my neck. I happened to be situated in the front row of heads and I dared not to look sideways or back. I felt compassion by nature and the shared torment. Watching others would put me into shoes who like it as result of their good work. Read more »

Getting closer to Best friend (MF, teen)

Ana. Part 1

She was a new girl at school, just came to school this year. I liked her on the first day itself, she was smart and driven and quick witted; people would flock to her because she was always polite and kind. But she was also closed off, never letting people in so I didn’t try to talk to her. We started talking at a party, when we were both drunk and spent the whole night, talking. She became my best friend later on, and through many things, the closest person in my life.

I knew I had a crush on her and I knew I wanted to fuck her. She has an amazing body, big eyes hidden behind round glasses with the most innocent puppy dog eyes. Boobs that were large enough that they would still strain and show through the large tee shirts she wore and am ass and thighs so firm and huge that the jeans seemed to fit as if they were painted on. Read more »

Family Dinner (pt. 3) [Incest] [Teen] [Threesome] [mff] [Squirting] [mf]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gbmw63/family_dinner_pt_1_masturbation_incest_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gcd0r1/family_dinner_pt_2_incest_blowjob_mf_teasing/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Mark walked into the kitchen and saw that everyone else (his wife Heather, and their son and two daughters) had already dished up their food.

Heather beamed at the love of her life when she saw him. “Hi honey! Come get some food. You’ve been working so hard all day.”

Mark chuckled, thinking about the “hard” work Jennifer had just helped him with. “Well, thankfully Jen helped me unwind a bit just barely,” he said as he pulled out his chair and sat down.

Heather turned to her daughter and rolled her eyes as she saw Jennifer’s self-satisfied smile. “So that’s where you ran off to. Well, I hope you didn’t spoil your appetite.” Jennifer shook her head and grabbed a slice of pizza. Smiling, Heather took a bite of her salad, and then made a face. “Hmm, sorry, this salad is a bit bitter.”

“I think it tastes great mom!” Shawn said.

“Well of course you do!” Heather replied, “You love anything that tastes like Martha’s cunt cream, and the cucumber certainly had plenty of it on there.” Hearing this, Mark began to dish some salad on his plate, making sure to get plenty of cucumber slices. Read more »

The Roommate Part I: I Want to be Your Little Slut [FF] [Light Fdom] [Light Huml] [Teasing] [Plot] [Arc 2]

**I: Marie and Lexi**

**Marie**

Marie’s body vibrated with the club’s near-deafening music as she walked toward the bar. She had just turned twenty in September, but her fake hadn’t failed her yet. And she needed a drink. Bad.

As she went up to the bar and ordered a kamikaze shot, Marie scanned the dance floor. The dim lighting didn’t allow her to see too much, but she glimpsed more than enough cute girls to let her know coming out tonight hadn’t been a waste.

She’d been horny all week, and nothing seemed to satisfy her. Alice and Leah weren’t interested in anything more than a drunk make-out sesh now that Liam…

*Don’t think about him. You’re here to have fun and get him out of your fucking head.*

Marie downed the shot immediately when it came, thankful for the distraction. She paid for the drink, tipping the bartender, then looked toward the dance floor again.

She’d come here alone instead of going out with friends or to any school parties because she didn’t want to develop a reputation with her sisters–and because it was easier to find girls to hook up with at a gay-club–but she still felt hesitant. She’d already decided she didn’t want casual sex with a guy. That didn’t appeal to her, and even if it did, doing so would just be proving Liam right. Read more »