[MF] Met my internet friend and explored my fantasy

Enjoy my first story. I had my fantasy full filled with a girl met online.

The doorbell rang and I opened the door as it was agreed. I opened the lock and left the door open only a little and got back to bedroom as you commanded me to do.

I lay down to my bed and put a blindfold on my eyes so I can’t see. As you commanded me to do, I left gag ball, paddle, vibrator, strap on, lube and wax candle next to me. I was laying on the bed with my eyes shut and I heard how you closed the front door behind you and I waited you with excitement and a bit of thrill, because I didn’t know what was going to happen next. Hell, I didn’t even know who you are, how old are you or what you look like. I didn’t even know are you female and I was starting to get nervous.

In search of a good place to sleep [MF][Fantasy]

The stories about the cold horror in the mountains went back generations, and for generations it had been little more than superstitious tales to explain the odd missing sheep or failed crop. Why would it be any different this time? Well, the odd missing sheep had turned to a dozen sheep in a scant 2 weeks, and the failed crop had been found frozen solid in the morning sun.

So the call had gone out to adventurers hoping to make a name for themselves, knights with the valor to defend the weak and whoever might be willing to risk life and limb for coin. That was how Karth had ended up there, even if he wasn’t entirely sure which group he fell into. He had been bunked in with the other temporary guards that had been hired to help provide security for the spring equinox festival when the word had gone out and had left immediately. The life of a city guard had been suffocating him and the allure of a bit of fame, renown and enough coin to keep him out of the bed bug infested cheap inns or cramped guard houses had been too much to pass up.

Jessica’s Despair – Chapter 1 [MF] [Rape] [Age] [BDSM] [Slave] [Blowjob] [Facefucking] [Creampie] [Crying]

**This story is by and for adults and is purely fiction and fantasy. This story is purely for private enjoyment within one’s own imagination and does not condone any real life actions**

##Jessica’s Torment

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/997mq7/jessicas_torment_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/998f6i/jessicas_torment_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/99fow2/jessicas_torment_chapter_3_mf_rape_age_bdsm_anal/)

Continued from Jessica’s Torment. Jessica has been a slave for a couple weeks now and she finds that she will be sharing her space with a new slave girl… someone she knows quite well.

#Jessica’s Despair

##Chapter One

Jessica was no longer called by name. Her captors merely referred to her as “slave girl”.

She would experience long periods of filth and grime, being abused in the dirty, cold basement. But the majority of the time, to her surprise, the men went out of their way to wash her and keep her clean.

Master took great joy in bathing with her and cleaning her as much as he could. He often hid his malintent behind acts of gentleness and apparent kindness. She was never fooled and would never succumb to caring for the man. He made sure of that anyways, making it very clear that she was nothing more than something for him to enjoy, and that he lived to see every expression and reaction she could make.

Coming Home to You (mF)

​A little teasing fantasy I wrote for my friend one night a while back. Happy reading!

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You hear me unlock the front door just as you finish lighting the last candle. You’re taking great care to make everything perfect for our planned night of ravenous lovemaking, the first time we’ve been able to enjoy each other’s bodies in weeks.

After you set the candle and put out the match, you cover your figure with the skimpy satin robe you bought for the occasion. You tie the belt as you hear me step toward the bedroom. Your anticipation grows with every audible footfall, accelerating your heart rate and dampening your pussy. You sit on the end of the bed just before I reach the closed bedroom door.

I open the door to find the vision that has occupied me dreams for the last several nights: the sexual goddess in my life waiting for me, waiting for me to elevate her pleasure to the height she knows she deserves. “I’ve been expecting you,” you say in your most seductive tone. My cock immediately hardens, and I move myself until I stand before you.

How My Girlfriend Learned to Love to Swallow [MMFF]

The tradition emerged from a house party turned fuck fest on a cold November day back in 2011. I invited my server friends I worked with from the restaurant back to my place after a busy Saturday night shift. Pulsing with energy still and sexual tension in the air, we all needed some drinks and weed after work. The thing about restaurant workers is that we were a hot bunch of young adults trying to be professional, yet always horny. Flirting and ass-grabbing was about as far as it would get on duty. After work is when we let our guards down.

My roommates and I were use to entertaining guests at our place, usually smoking friends out and watching Netflix. This party started out that way, as our friends rolled in sometime near 11pm. I remember seeing Sierra walk into the living room and adrenaline shooting into my heart. I always had eyes for her since she started a few months back, but I was in a relationship with McKenzie so I couldn’t act on it. Still, her gorgeous brown eyes and sexy, full lips I wanted to kiss. My girl had a great ass (she got lots of compliments even still), Sierra had firm, round tits that would fit nicely in my hands.

My partner (24) and I (29) finally got to DP another girl (23) [mff]

We and Ellie had found each other on Fetlife and started talking back in June, but thanks to busy schedules and a screwy DC metro system, it took over two months for us to finally have our date. It was well worth the wait…

She had warned us that she was pretty tall, but even though she was maybe an inch taller than me (I’m 5’10”), we were anything but intimidated. We thought her height was sexy as hell– she’s all legs, and wore sheer tights under a strappy black dress to show herself off. And she had a lot to show off– lovely pale skin, big bright eyes and great smile that was usually framed by her short, light brown hair. I had on jeans and a long sleeve and Rachel had on this tight green dress with horizontal stripes that does wonders for her natural curves. Our conversation, over tacos and drinks, was stimulating the whole time, even though we never talked about sex directly. We discussed the local bdsm scene, past relationships, non-monogamy and polyamory, but it never got to the point where we were actually conversing about personal kinks or anything. No matter, it was clear our personalities went well together, so after our second round, we asked if she wanted to come back to Rachel’s and she said yes.

The Hotel Hookup

Ages ago, I came down to the bar at a hotel I was staying at for a late night drink expecting it to be quiet, only to find wedding guests relaxing around it. Who holds a wedding on a Wednesday night?

The reception, and its own open bar, was off in the main hall. Fortunately, these were just the people who peeled away looking for air and to escape the Electric Slide.

And there she was, tipsy and in a strange mood. Myself, being the charming man that I am, took full advantage. I attempted to introduce myself as she slushed and spilled her wine next to me. Still the gentleman, I offered to help clean up the fresh stain on her dress in my room, not even finishing the exchange of pleasantries.

My eyes looked between each of hers in turn, and once to her lips. A shitty tip I read online but surprisingly one that worked. She blushed at the attention and took my offered hand, the uncharacteristically adventurous part of her coming out. She didn’t even know my name, she just took in that I was well dressed, articulate and older.

Jessica’s Torment – Chapter 3 [MF] [Rape] [Age] [BDSM] [Anal] [Blowjob] [Breathplay] [Creampie] [Crying] [Cunnilingus] [Facefucking] [Kissing] [Teen] [Sadism]

**This story is by and for adults and is purely fiction and fantasy. This story is purely for private enjoyment within one’s own imagination and does not condone any real life actions**

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/997mq7/jessicas_torment_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/998f6i/jessicas_torment_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

I suppose this is end of Arc 1, of whatever this story is. Just wanted to write some dark erotica. Hope you’ve enjoyed so far.

#Jessica’s Torment

##Chapter Three

Jessica now had her arms bound with tight and rough rope behind her back. The fabric dug into her skin and the ball gag pressed into her mouth and plenty of drool came from the various holes surrounding it.

She was kneeling and one of the mens’ face was beneath her. He was making her ride his face and his mouth passionately pleasured her. He rubbed her thighs and occasionally spanked her, feeling the softness of her legs. When she stopped moving her hips he would bite her hard which made her continue to move.

He ate his fill slurping up flowing juices, but she didn’t orgasm again, not yet.

First Love

After all these years, that phase of my life does feel like fantasy in a sense that it was too good for me. Like too fucking good to be true. For a guy in his late teens, nothing tops than having his sexual fantasy coming true and that was what this narration , though NSFW , is all about. I feel goose bumps recollecting and writing it down in all its dirty details and reliving the past. Now that only other person involved in the story is no more, I feel quite relaxed to share it openly.

I was in my last year of graduation and boy, it was tough. I was not a naturally gifted student. Though I studied hard and put maximum effort in my subject, I was somehow lagging behind the top section of my class. May be it was due to improper guidance or improper way of studying or may be something else which was holding me back from scoring high grades, like a guiding hand which can bring some sort of clarity in approaching the various subjects. With that in mind, I approached Miss M for private tuition during the summer holidays which she agreed, though reluctantly. But since I was a sincere student and my record from past year was solid, she agreed to take class for an hour everyday during the holidays to cover the full term of science subjects. This was pretty cool and I was excited to finally get an edge upon others since it was my dream to get through top college and only way to do it was by getting top rank.

[FM] – How I betrayed my best friend for weed

Where do I begin to tell this memory? I guess I’ll begin with some background information. My name is Jade; I’m 5’2 with shoulder length black hair and have green eyes. My body type is fairly athletic but at the time of this memory I wasn’t in the best shape, I’d say a little extra weight but still fit enough from being on the crew team and volleyball team at my school. I had 2 boyfriends previous to this event taking place but had only done stuff with one (handjob/blowjob/fingered). I guess you could say I was fairly inexperienced compared to others my age but what can I say I prided myself on being a “good girl”.

Now I had always gotten along with boys better than girls. Girls were drama and I wasn’t interested in that. However during my final year of school a new girl named Brianna moved from Kentucky and we hit it off. She instantly joined our friend group of myself, Pat and Tim. We all hung out together and were each other’s ride or dies. Our hangouts would consist of shit talking other peoples posts on snap and IG, getting high and watching dumb shows on Netflix.