Tag: Fisting

[MF] What happened when I followed Julia off of the train.

*Quick disclaimer: this story involves two consenting adults, but does involve some consensual non-consent play. Don’t read on if that’s not a good thing for you to read.*

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*Also, quick intro note: I’m a handsome, vaguely articulate, well-educated and generally successful 38 year-old, pervert. I have a long history of dirtiness, and there’s something about the year and a half of basic confinement that has had me reminiscing about my past and some of my hottest experiences. I’ve decided I’m going to start chronicling them here, to keep them from disappearing altogether. Let me know if they’re enjoyable and feel free to say hello. I like penpals.*

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This is another story about [Julia](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lohn7k/mf_perfect_strangers_in_a_movie_theater/).

We fucked off and on for a decade or so. Not regularly, but we’d find our way to each other at least a few times a year. It always started with an email from Julia that would simply say “hi”. Read more »

The Secret (MF Rough)

Sherri put her keys away as she opened the door to the spare room. It was her drawing-room, her sanctuary. Here she would crank the music, melt into her art, and forget about the troubles of her life.

Tonight was an especially troubling night. Today was her brother’s funeral. David was four years younger than her and her only sibling. She lost her kid brother. Tonight there would be whiskey.
She turned on the music, its loud rock ‘n roll playing through the Bluetooth speaker. She poured herself a double shot of whiskey and kicked it back with a fit of almost vicious anger.

As the whiskey settled into her mind, Sherri’s thoughts wandered to the secrets David and she kept for each other. He was the only one who knew all of hers, her dark secrets. And now, he was gone and with him, someone whom she could rely on.

The night slowly drifted as she drank; her lids grew heavy, and soon she fell into a drunken slumber. Dreams were fitful as she tossed in the wooden chair next to her desk. Some came from fear, others from hope, all blending into a nightmarish hellscape. Read more »

The IT Guy (Part 2) [femdom] [reluctance] [M4F] [facesit] [fucking]

*******Part 2 in a series of office erotica stories that I hope will find favor among a larger crowd of erotica enthusiasts. Thanks for all the love so far!************

That night after I got off work, I just laid in bed unable to sleep. I kept thinking about Sharon holding my mouth to her crotch and cumming all over my face.

It was my first time being with a girl. I remembered being surprised at how little clean-up there was afterward. I had expected to be drenched in pussy juices, that I’d have to take a shower immediately after.

Instead, I just kind of wiped my face down in the bathroom. I couldn’t quite fully get rid of her scent though. For the remainder of my shift, every now and then I’d take a breath and suddenly vividly smell her on me, as if I was pressed right up against her pussy all over again. Each time it happened, I felt myself stiffening.

Laying in bed now, I really wanted to rub one out thinking about it. But I didn’t. Tomorrow, I was supposed to get with Tina. She had marked on the calendar that she wanted vaginal sex. I worried that if I jerked off now that I wouldn’t be able to perform for her. Read more »

A Day at the Lake Part Three [M/F] [DD/lg] [D/s] [anal] [edging] [deepthroat]

As we walk out of the trees I am still sniffling softly and my bottom is still hot from my punishment. The stripes from the branches hurt, but my hand in Papa Bear’s is a soft comfort. I know I should not have moved the butterfly that is still buzzing ever so gently against my lips.

“Do you see the beach?” he asks gently and squeezes my hand. I feel the butterfly stop.

I press my head against his arm and pant gently. I have never been edged so much and the cool lake wind feels good after walking so far. “Yes Papa Bear. It looks beautiful.”

“Do you see the boat?” His lips kiss my forehead. I squint and see a small sailboat. I giggle at the little flag with a bear paw on it.

I blush and try to hide my face as we walk along the beach towards the boat. Papa Bear turns the butterfly on again and I can’t help my moans. I hear shocked expressions and gasps and even some giggles as the beach goers notice my stripes and know I have been a naughty girl. Papa Bear holds my hand and chuckles softly as I squirm. Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 6 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oq7o2t/behind_the_mask_chapter_5_fm_incest_cousincousin/)

“Hey, Tony.”

“Morning, Miss R. What’ll it be?”

“Four racks of lamb, with mint on the side.”

Tony let me past and into the walk-in freezer. I made my way to my office, where Alain waited. He was beaming today, standing next to my desk with his back to Artemis’s enclosure.

“*Bonjour, mademoiselle.* An auspicious day, *non?*”

I chuckled, giving him a weary smile. “Graduation? To most, I suppose. Everybody else is probably celebrating high school leading to the rest of their lives.” I shrugged as I sat down and he handed me a file he was holding. “For me, I guess I could celebrate high school no longer holding me back from the rest of mine.”

Alain gave me one of his enigmatic smiles before speaking. “Will university be of more use to you, *mademoiselle?*”

I withdrew the contents of the file, holding the pages as I leafed through them. “To an extent. We deal with people in this business. It’s not something you can learn in the classroom. All college will be is another environment to meet new kinds of people, though I’m afraid the diversity of profiles I will encounter will be… limited.” Read more »

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (“The Blue Stain”) [2/2]

[TF protagonist] [WLW character] [TF/F] [2nd storyline] [time jump] [1990s] [corporate setting] [The Office, but make it gayer] [slow burn]

CW: deadname; suggestion of lesbophobic sexual violence; queer as a slur; misogyny; racist microaggressions; sexual harassment; transphobia; mentions of cigarettes, alcohol, the Desiree Washington rape case, Mike Tyson, Donald Trump

(Author’s note: I swear there are lighthearted and tender and sexy moments in this despite the content warning. I am also a ~cis~ woman; I have questioned and continue to question the mystery that is my gender, and this secondary storyline mirrors my own perspective as someone who’s naturally androgynous.

I’d planned to finish this sooner, but I couldn’t stop adding to the story. Warning- the page count in the doc is almost 20. Also, the Olympics have been distracting me…Whoops.)

—-Start of Part 2—-

I was heartbroken to have had to leave her. I’d just lied to Dan and said that I was quitting because I was offered a job elsewhere. I told Celia the real reason why I was going back to San Antonio. She accepted my truth immediately and asked me, “What should I call you now?” I hadn’t even chosen a new name at that point. To be honest, I’d never hated the name “John”- just its masculine coding. In that brief pause I decided who I wanted to be. “Joan,” I said. After Joan Chen, who played my favorite character Jocelyn aka “Josie” on Twin Peaks. Read more »

I [M] met someone [M] on Reddit and sucked his cock in front of his fiancé [F]

I won’t make this a super long story but I wanted to share a bit about my experience.

A couple of weeks ago I posted something about wanting to suck a man’s cock in front of his wife or girlfriend. (This is a big kink of mine.) Shortly after, I got a message from a guy that was very well-composed, had the right tone, etc. We exchanged kik information and started chatting on the app. After talking a bit and him explaining what they wanted, we also exchanged some photos. They were both really hot in the photos: hot bodies, nice tattoos, very cool and alternative-seeming but also friendly and down to earth. We went over some boundaries, talked about how we were all vaxxed and STI-free, and what we wanted out of the encounter. The conversation was going really smoothly and seemed promising, so I proposed meeting the next day. (They lived about 45 minutes away, but it’s not that bad of a drive.) The guy was excited but mentioned they had a family event and wouldn’t be home until later, which was fine by me. Read more »

Secret note to ecstasy. (MF)

You walk out of work after a long boring day, dreading the drive home. As you approach your car, you take your keys out of your pocket, and notice something is different about your car. Walking closer, you find an envelope under your windshield wiper. There isn’t anything written on the outside, no clue as to who it might be from. As you open the seal, your mind is racing, wondering who could have left it or what it could be. Inside, you find a folded up piece of paper. Once unfolded, you find a blindfold, with the following message “Cancel your plans, meet me for a night of exploration. Come to the Marriott, room 420. Once you arrive at the room, put on the blindfold and knock 3 times. See you soon. XOXO”. You inspect the letter and envelope once more, looking for any hint of the author, with no luck. With your interest piqued, and your cock interested, you climb into your car and head for the hotel. Thoughts are dancing in your head, could it be something sexy? Dangerous? At this point, you don’t know what tonight holds, but you are down for anything. Read more »

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 7] (gang bang, non-con, punishment)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 7

It was a beautiful night – a perfectly round moon bathed the deserted University in a soft glow. The campus – normally bustling with life – was now a bone-white carcass in the moonlight. Isabella’s head was encased in a black leather hood, and thus she was unable to appreciate the way the stars speckled across the velvet night sky. In fact, the full gimp mask only had openings for her nose and mouth, rendering her completely blind and directionless as she stumbled across the uneven cobblestone in her platform heels. Isabella’s only guide was the pull of the leash attached to her collar, forcing her to clip-clop obediently behind Professor Tasgonne like a prized horse. To complete the look, the butt plug embedded in her ass had a long fluffy tail which reached the back of her knees and swished when she moved. There was also a small, but powerful, bullet vibrator buzzing away inside her wet pussy. Read more »

Alice In Chains, Part 4 The Way It Is. [OC][NonCon][sex slave][oral][degredation][BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nnsz11/closing_shift_mmfnoncon_fantasybdsmpart1/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o1g41f/alice_in_chains_part_2/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/on4tsk/alice_in_chains_pt3_mfbdsmnonconoc/)

“Let’s go, sugar tits” Alice’s captor said, throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her towards the RV. She was still dripping water from the hosing down he gave her. Despite this Alice was thankful that for the first time in 12 hours she wasn’t full of and covered in the sweat and cum of her rapists.

She didn’t expect it to last.

He threw open the door to the RV. AC chilled air made the water on her skin and hair go icy. He walked her up and threw her down on a couch on one side of the RV. He squeezed one of her tits and slapped the other. “I’m gonna get cleaned up. Maybe grab some sleep. Don’t have too much fun without me.”

“Home sweet home” the taller of her captives said. He was sitting at a fold out table opposite the couch, eating breakfast. The smell of hot food made pit in Alice’s stomach burn. Read more »