[MF, Light BDSM] Feeding on, then Feeding, a Hungry Cunt

We had this oversized footstool thing from IKEA. It was an ugly brown colour, about 1ft x 2ft on the top, with a cushion top and thick “legs” at the bottom edges. But heavy, god was it heavy. As a piece of furniture it was seriously ugly and not really any good in terms of utility, but for sex it was fucking ideal.

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We’d just come home from the bar – drinks and apps. She knew if it wasn’t full dinner then I fully intended one of us to be dinner. And so it would be.

When the door was closed I pointed to the footstool, which I’d not so subtly placed in the centre of the room, on the fuzzy brown carpet.

I had left four cuffs on the top of it. She knew to put them on her wrists and ankles – there was never any other instruction when they were present.

I watched her as I pointed. I saw her swallow hard when she recognized I wanted her bound. But like the good girl she was she walked toward the little play set I’d put in place without a word. Her obedience always made me hard, and this time was no exception.

A Dinner and a Dance (F/F, Wrestling, domination, knockout, humiliation)

Chapter 1

“You’ve never won a fight? Are you serious?” Rebecca’s mouth hung open in shock. My wife stared back at her, her mouth tight with anger. An awkward silence permeated the dinner table.

“No,” my wife admitted. I could tell that she was pissed, and so could Rebecca and Mark. Elena had never been one to hide her emotions to spare the feelings of others.

“I’m just surprised,” Rebecca said, brushing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. “I haven’t been fighting that long, but I have three wins at this point. You’ve been doing jiu-jitsu for a year and a half and striking classes for six months, and you still haven’t won?”

Elena’s eyes shot daggers. “The competition’s a little stiffer in MMA than in your slutty soccer mom fight club,” she snapped.

Rebecca laughed loudly. I looked over at Mark, Rebecca’s husband and grimaced. This wasn’t going well.

“Slutty soccer mom fight club? So that’s all there is to it?” Rebecca said, eyebrows raised.

“Are you serious? Topless fighting? No holds barred? That shit only exists for guys to get off. An average blue belt would crush every woman in that league without breaking a sweat.” Elena gulped down a significant amount of wine, then set the glass down a little too firmly.

She was ungrateful for her rescue but didn’t object to her body becoming hostage to my will (Mf)

The lobster is delicious, freshly caught from the bay. My villa is cooler this time of year but I’m not one to complain after the torturous months of intense heat. My Patek strikes 9pm as the wind sifts through the trees overhead and the sound of our forks hitting the plates rings out across the patio. Cyndi Mason, a girl with dreams bigger than her station is sitting at the opposite end of my long table, anger wrought across her face.

She had been sniffing around the accounts far too much for the big boss’s liking. It was one thing to have some press curiosity, but this girl was tenacious and of course that was not good for business, it wasn’t good for him, it wasn’t good for me, it wasn’t good for the whole operation. So I intervened.

Of course, nothing would have been so complicated if I hadn’t developed some feelings for her. Intelligent, brave and a whole bundle of energy designed for a hundred women wrapped into one. She was a tall girl, dark olive skin, heavy black curls set against her gentle features, a fiery and full bodied American Latina. Wearing one of the Saint Laurent cocktail dresses I had spare in my wardrobe.

A Friendly Dinner [MF] [Friends to Lovers] [Playful] [Comfortable Together]

It had been a long, difficult day for the both of us and she had arrived home just before I walked into my apartment. My phone rang almost the moment I put my wallet down. After seeing Dianna’s name, I felt the first smile in hours cross my face, “Are you stalking me?” I snarked good naturedly after connecting the call.

“You wish,” Di said with a happy sigh. “It’s good to hear your voice after the day I’ve had. What are you doing? Can you come by?”

I walked into the kitchen as she was speaking and opened the fridge to see a whole lot of nothing that appealed to me. “I will if we can eat from that Chinese place down the road from you. I just got home and I’m starving.”

“Perfect, I’m in no mood to screw around with making anything,” Di replied.

“How about just screwing around then?” I teased.

“Like I said Dare, ‘You wish’”, she laughed. Only she calls me Dare. I’m Darren to everyone else. “I’ll see you soon “

Breaking Jill: Part 1 (RE3 fanfic) – [rape][gangbang][double penetration][breeding][monster][mild watersports/scat]

*“Three more days. Then I can kiss this town goodbye.”*

Jill couldn’t believe those words had left her mouth just a few hours ago. She’d nearly finished her investigation about Umbrella’s NEST facilities, though none of that mattered anymore…

It’d all started when she’d jolted awake from her recurring nightmare, only to discover that her nightmare had crossed over into reality in a very different, yet equally terrifying form. But the hulking undead…*thing* that had chased her out of her apartment wasn’t the only monster on the loose.

Raccoon City was completely overrun by the infected; the streets were teeming with screaming chaos. It felt like she’d been running around the neighborhood for ages, constantly dodging shambling zombies while searching for an escape route. It didn’t help that the *thing* was relentless. While the S.T.A.R.S. member was perfectly capable thanks to her survival skills and military training, armed with just a handgun and a hunting knife, she knew she didn’t stand a chance against it. No matter what she threw at it, it wouldn’t stay down – the thing was unbeatable.

Wife’s new friend [MFF]

We’d been planning this a while now… Our first real sexual escapade is over a decade. My wife and I have been together since high school and have never been more in love! I’ve known from the beginning that she is VERY attracted to women, and while we’ve had a few encounters with other women in our younger years, things never really worked out due to excessive drinking and/or jealousy.
Well we’re older now, closer than ever, and ready to try again!
She’s been chatting with a new friend on Reddit for months now. A mid 30’s cutie named Erin who lives a few states away. They connected in a bisexual subreddit and hit it off immediately. Both my wife and her new pal have similar body types. They have equally large breasts (DD) and carry the perfect amount of extra weight (nothing sexier to me than a soft tummy on a beautiful woman). Both have a decent amount of tattoos, and both have been dreaming about this meeting for months! Sexting sessions between the two have become almost a nightly routine, while I sit by, smoking a joint and looking on, unbearably turned on by how excited this girl who we have yet to meet in person makes my gorgeous wife. Now, my wife loves sex, and gets very wet when excited, but this was like the floodgates opening! She gushes every time they chat!
So the day has finally come! We have a hotel room reserved in the state between us. It’s about a 3 hour drive for us, and we’re almost there! Erin got there early and has been waiting at the hotel bar for an hour already. She sent us a quick snapshot of her pussy dripping all over the barstool under her leather skirt. “I think the bartender caught a peak” she added. “It’s ok, she didn’t seem to mind, and I’ll tip her well”!
We walk into the hotel bar and there she was, the only patron in the place, clearly flirting with the female bartender while she waited. We exchanged hellos and hugs, then got a table to attempt to catch up drink-wise. My wife and Erin were all over each other immediately. They kissed and teased each other the entire time we were drinking. I was elated and rock hard, but I think the bartender was a little jealous. After about an hour and a few rounds, we headed to the room.
The girls couldn’t keep their hands off each other on the way to the room. As soon as the door closed behind us they both completely disrobed. Once nude they stopped and looked at me.
“Strip and sit” I was told by my wife in a very firm, yet seductive voice. I obeyed, removed my clothes down to my bare ass and sat in the plush chair in the corner of the dimly lit hotel room.
The girls mouths locked in a fury of tongues and desire that drove them both (and me) wild. Within what seems like seconds they were on the bed, caressing each other enthusiastically. It was clear that they had both been yearning for this meeting for a long time.
My wife grabbed Erin firmly by one of her pink dyed pigtails and kissed her passionately. They groped each other breast’s and midsections, until my wife decided it was time to go lower. She started licking and teasing Erin’s nipples while she ran her finger gently across her soaking pussy lips as her holes pulsed. I could feel the anticipation from my chair, where I sat holding my balls, tightly clenched in my fist, squeezing, then releasing, squeezing, then releasing. I have a ball busting fetish, which is one of the topics that got these girls chatting. Erin has never abused a mans testicles before but she was very intrigued by the stories my wife shared and she couldn’t wait to give it a shot!
My wife teased Erin’s soft, pale midsection with her tongue as she slithered her way lower with each exhale.
She was now between Erin’s legs, which were shaking with anticipation. Then, just as my wife’s tongue was about to part her friends pussy lips, Erin jerked her pelvis back and said “Wait! I want to taste you while you taste me”. She flipped my wife over onto her back beside her and jumped to her knees. With her heavy hanging breasts running down my wife’s body as she straddled my wife’s face, getting into the 69 position, they both began kissing each other’s vaginas with an incredible passion. Tongues were sliding up and down, in and out, while fingers went from one hole to the next. They were in ecstasy, and my cock was as hard as it’s ever been. My balls pulsed with that ache that I know too well. That feeling that I want my balls squeezed and pulled, slapped and punched. It may sounds odd to some, but it’s heaven to me.
The girls devoured each other like the other’s pussy held the secret of life. Seeing my wife in such ecstasy sent me over the edge. I could cum just watching them. No touching required. But that wasn’t how the night went.
After what seemed like only a few minutes, but in reality was well over a half hour of the hottest 69 I have ever seen (on the internet or in real life), Erin came, hard. My wife savored every second and every drop. She fucked her new friend hard with her tongue while groping her plump ass and thighs. The juices flowed down her face and over her chest. I was as erect and solid as I’ve ever been.
Erin had finished, but wasn’t even close to done. She licked and fucked ferociously and reached up, grabbing my wife’s ponytail, that had crept its way to the side of her neck. As Erin pulled and licked, my wife exploded. She squeezed and moaned loudly, covering her own mouth. Her entire body quivered. Shaking relentlessly.
Erin flipped herself up so they were head to head and they held each other tight, kissing softly and staring into each others eyes. Then, as if they had heard my inner voice begging for it, they turned and looked at me.
My wife stood up, her huge tits glistening in the moonlight that poured in through the open window. She walked over to me with a strut that made me swallow hard. She was on a mission. She put her hands on my shoulders and slid them down my torso. She grabbed by balls in her clenched fist and pulled me up out of my chair with a clean, quick jerk. She escorted me to the bed. “Sit” she ordered me.
Erin had grown curious. She’d gotten up from the bed and was standing next to my wife, her face and tits dripping with my wife’s fluids. She had a satisfied yet quizzical look on her face.
My wife climbed on top of me, kissing me passionately. I could taste Erin on her lips and it drove me wild. She pushed me back into the bed and turned, straddling me in a reverse cowgirl position.
She waved her finger as if to say “come here” to her new lover. Erin took a few steps toward us, and dropped to her knees. My wife held my balls up, over my cock, exposing them to her partner in crime.
“Slap them” she instructed.
Erin leaned forward and gave my balls a gentle tap.
“Harder. Much harder” my wife commanded.
Erin smiled with a frightening grin. She then pulled back her hand, and slapped my testicles as if slapping the face of guy who had just grabbed her ass at the ATM machine. I recoiled immediately and held my balls tight. My wife looked up at Erin and said “perfect”. She stood up and they kissed while I recovered from the pain.
My wife went to our bag and presented a set of restraints. They attach to the bed at all four corners. She handed a pair to Erin. “You tie his legs” she instructed, “I’ll get his hands”.
As Erin secured my legs to the feet of the bed, my wife stretched my arms out to the top and tied me down. I was completely helpless. My penis and balls exposed to my wife and her friend. And they had plans…
My wife straddled my face, dripping all over me. Her pussy tasted amazing. She had handed Erin a cock ring to put on my member and another for my balls. She handled me roughly while securing them in place. Once they were on tightly that sinister grin returned to her face.
“Have fun” my wife said. With that Erin stood up, turned, pushing her ass out towards me, and dropped, right on my balls. Her cheeks slammed down hard, the pain was immense. It was incredible! I lapped and licked by wife’s pussy harder and faster. Tickling her asshole with every other swipe of my tongue.
After a few minutes of butt drops and straight on punches to my nutsack, my wife reached over and grabbed Erin’s face, bringing her in for a hot, wet kiss. Erin climbed on top of me and slid my cock inside her while making out with my wife. They kissed and she rode while I licked. Just before I was going to explode they slowed the pace and got up. Erin came to the top of the bed and straddled my head. Her soaking wet pussy positioned firmly on my mouth, she rode my tongue as if it were a hard dick.
My wife sat on my cock, grinding against me. After a minute she withdrew my cock from her pussy and rubbed it gently across her asshole. It was wet, relaxed and ready. My cock entered her tight little hole with almost no resistance.
She gasped at the depth, biting her lower lip with pleasure.
Erin needed to taste her new friend again. She stood up and walked to the end of the bed. Her body shimmered as she walked. My wife was riding my cock and squeezing my balls while facing away from me. Erin dropped to her knees and took my balls from my wife’s hand and pulled them down as far and hard as she could, squeezing them together tightly. Once they were out of the way she proceeded to slide her tongue up and down my wife’s clit. She sucked on her clit at first, then shoved her tongue deep between her lips. My wife came almost immediately. She quivered and spasmed in ecstasy. Every muscle in her body contacting at the same time. Her juices poured down Erin’s throat and over my balls and down my ass. I exploded inside my wife’s asshole in an orgasm that went on forever. We lay there panting, catching our breath for a few minutes. The girls removed my restraints and crawled into bed. We slept together, me on one side, holding my wife, while she held Erin’s body close, caressing her bare breasts and stomach as they dreamed of their next encounter.

A Friendly Dinner [MF] [Friends to Lovers] [Playful] [Comfortable Together]

It had been a long, difficult day for the both of us and she had arrived home just before I walked into my apartment. My phone rang almost the moment I put my wallet down. After seeing Dianna’s name, I felt the first smile in hours cross my face, “Are you stalking me?” I snarked good naturedly after connecting the call.

“You wish,” Di said with a happy sigh. “It’s good to hear your voice after the day I’ve had. What are you doing? Can you come by?”

I walked into the kitchen as she was speaking and opened the fridge to see a whole lot of nothing that appealed to me. “I will if we can eat from that Chinese place down the road from you. I just got home and I’m starving.”

“Perfect, I’m in no mood to screw around with making anything,” Di replied.

“How about just screwing around then?” I teased.

“Like I said Dare, ‘You wish’”, she laughed. Only she calls me Dare. I’m Darren to everyone else. “I’ll see you soon “

[F]isted by brother in law

What started as an innocent message about what his plans were for his girlfriends birthday led to a day of him persuading me to let him come round and fuck me. It took until 9pm before I gave in, because I’m weak and needy.

He walked in, and within seconds he had his hand squeezing my throat and his lips on mine. I was instantly wet, knowing that what we were doind was wrong but felt so good. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to my feet, forcing me to stand in front of him as he stripped me off. He pushed me against the wall, and spread my legs wide. His two fingers slipped deep inside as his fucked me with them, his mouth on my nipple, biting and tugging at them, sending waves of pain and pleasure through my body.

He stepped back, his fingers leaving me empty and hungry and stripped off himself, my eyes not leaving his cock as it sprang free. Fuck, I’d forgotten how thick he was. He pushed me to my knees, forcing his cock deep down my throat, telling me what a good girl I was as he face fucked me. Keeping his cock deep, he held me down, his hand on the back of my head as I struggled for air. He let me go and I fell to the floor, gasping for air, spit dripping down my chin.

The Wicked Tower Chapter 4 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 9.* *All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search for “RawlyRawls subscribestar” on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

Previous Chapters

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/imgmyi/the_wicked_tower_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/isleld/the_wicked_tower_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jcenq3/the_wicked_tower_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/)

“Do you two always sleep so soundly?” Dellia shook Naevia’s arm. Her cousin’s stola was no longer soaked through, but still moist to the touch. The water on the floor of their cabin had drained away, hopefully finding the pumps down below. The ship listed to starboard, but not badly. “Wake up.” She punched Vel in the shoulder. Her cousins were still cuddled together. The comfort they seemed to find in each other’s arms needled at Dellia a little. She had never had siblings, and wondered if she was missing out. Then she thought of Fortinbras, shuddered, and decided it wasn’t a die she wanted cast.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 74 Rebirth Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“What was it, the fact that I stumbled onto one of the biggest hit columns? That I was the rising star of the Silk Stocking journalism. The fact that I, Clarissa Love had finally broke free from the dude who took my freedom or the fact that I missed having a cock twenty four seven..” Feeling a presence long before having her hand cast aside. “You know that it would (feeling a much bigger cock plugging the hole) cum down to this (the first thrust, the feel of being split in two, the overwhelming orgasmic rush knowing that he picked the forbidden fruit and was going balls deep to get it) didn’t you” echoed in her head. Not sure if he said it or the voice came from her own subconscious. Planting his arms just shy of her shoulders, “His sent (taking a deep whiff) Mmm smells like (the thrust shoving in the vibrator, tagging ever g-spot that ever existed in her pussy) orgasm.. orgas.. Ooo fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh” her whisper turned into a raging orgasm with just a thrust. Clarissa’s arm seizing up as he impacted her ass, pulling the vibrator back as his balls smacked her pussy. “Moan or I will whip your ass with my cock” a joke possibly butt with enough force the only thing cuming from her mouth was a moan. “Ooooh fuckkk yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesss yesss … (his third or his thirtieth Clarissa had lost track of how many strokes before her pussy would explode in a cum filled shower) OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” she half screamed and moaned. “To late (the strike to her bum was brutal even for a cock) you should have known (just the head was jammed in her asshole, forcing it to stretch once more) when to scream and when (the second strike made the first feel like a warm up) to moan” Clarissa’s ass had a nice red cock mark adorning one cheek. “Oh shit he.. he just.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” biting the carpet even though her mews still rang out. “Suc..” was a he got as a wet new hole now gagged on his cock. Her eyes stared up at him, filled with terror and satisfaction. He stroked her cheek, “Good slut (this hole time moving his hand to the back of her head), butt I wanted you to face fuck my cock” without warning he pulled her mouth further on his cock till she was gasping for air. Patting her throat, felling his cock lodged in it. “Good (releasing her so she could breath) good, now gimme dat ass” spinning her around and sinking his cock balls deep back in her asshole. “This will be the last time I hear of my (this time something that turned her on more then he knows, a spanking from his own hand) woman tit fucking someone else without any need” pressing her body down so that just her ass was up. Locking his arm onto the small of her back forcing her ass against his pelvis. “Do I (the hair pulling just seemed appropriate, taking a fist full of hair and jerking it back towards him) make myself clear” Cy’s thrust so powerful that Clarissa lost the vibrator. Pulling her back by her neck, her orgasm was there butt she would not give it up without one more big thrust. With his pull, she bowed out her back, contorting to his wish, he bit her ear. The shock, the pain, the pure unadulterated pleasure it produced put her over the edge coupled with his last thrust. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” her cum dripped from his balls, spraying in wildest way possible. “Suck my cock my little Slut” is that what he thinks of her. “His little (spank my own fucking pussy) Slut.. something in the way he said it..” her thinking was interrupted by pushing past her gagging spot. Not by Cy’s doing butt Clarissa’s for she finally had a cock that hung (not for very long before she would sucking down) over her. Holding there, tight against his stubble, swallowing at every chance. “You are good. So good in fact that I will cum in your talking pussy. Down that cum dumpster of a throat you have” all this vulgar talk was just making Clarissa Love so fucking wet that her next smack would make her cum again. “You know you can’t wait.. smack it, smack it for me.. cum on smack it for everything he has done to yOoo.. Ooooh yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” her own subconscious was having a orgasm but by what? Swallow once again, the taste of salt, the taste of sugar as his creamy load erupted from Cy’s cock.
“As a Sub you will only take what is given to you, you will suck, swallow, even tease him butt in the end you will obey his every dirty request” that speech from Sub class kept repeating over and over in Clarissa’s mind till she could no longer taste his salty sweet cum. Looking up at him, looking down at Clarissa. “You still need to learn a few things my Little Slut butt (Cy leaned forward and gripped her ass) things are (a double spanking, the cum that just pooled beneath Clarissa’s pussy) progressing smoothly.
“I need you to cum over tomorrow, my flat right after you’re session in Sub class (looking back at her) understand” this was not a question this was a statement, one in which Clarissa would not want to miss.