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Seducing an older woman [MF]

This took place a couple years ago. Let me know if you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reliving it!

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Kate was an older woman, someone I’d met on my way out of a Q&A with a celebrity we both liked. It was a sweaty NYC summer day, that blissfully unappreciated freedom of the pre-end times, and she was behind me in line. She was nearly thirty, a former athlete and current industry professional and the face of a company with an enormous valuation, and dressed like it. Even her ‘day off’ styling was perfect, round white shades with pointed ends drawing the eye to her matching smile. When she joined the line I was leaning against the railing, dressed *fine*, but nowhere near her level. Nevertheless, she gave me a smile as she removed her shades. I smiled at Kate, but we didn’t speak. She had headphones in and I didn’t want to be a bother.

We went to our seats and, in the jumble, were seated with two people between. She asked a question, and when we all filed out I could see her dawdling at the bottom of the steps and sped up. Read more »

[Fm] [Gentle FDom] [Oral] Serving the Lady [Second Person Perspective]

This is an experiment in Second-Person Perspective Erotica. I’m not too sure how it turned out. It was originally written to be gender-ambiguous, but I’ve resolved it to male for the time being. If there’s interest, I’ll post a female-perspective version.

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Your heart is already pounding as you approach the door. Your hands are shaking. Your nerves (and something else) are pooling there… making it hard for you to be still. You curl your fingers into a fist to keep them from trembling, and then raise your fist to knock upon the door. You don’t get a chance. She heard you approach, and her voice comes from within.

Her voice is distorted by the door, but you can make out the words, “It’s open. Come in.”

You have to uncurl your fist to lift the latch. The shaking resumes. You open the door, your eyes locked on the floor, and step inside. You close the door behind you, and pause until you hear the latch fall into place. Only then do you look up… and see her. Read more »

Special ops cadet part 2 [BDSM] [captivity] [food porn] [orgasm control] [reward/punishment]

(Reading part one is not really required)

Dr. Reno’s footsteps echoed across the lab. Yuna pressed herself into the far wall of the cage. The chill metal rungs indented into her face. His lab coat rustled as he walked past again and her eyes winced closed. “Breath, just breath,” her thoughts chanted. Heat radiated from every inch of her body and her face started to bead with sweat. She clutched the rungs once more and exhaled in discomfort. Dr. Reno’s footsteps halted and turned toward her.

The cage door unlatched and Yuna’s chest fluttered with quickened breath. Her balled up form took up a minuscule percentage of the large 8×7 foot cage. His creaky leather shoes approached steadily and he bent down beside her. Her heart thrashed against her chest. With a small click of his pen, her face was flooded with light. “Shhh, it’s ok,” he said calmly, and reached to move aside her hair behind her ear. The light’s angle shifted and his gloved hand pulled at her lower right eyelid, “Perfect, it’s holding this time,” he said muttering to himself. Yuna’s body shook in its feverish heat. As his hand receded, her head sunk back into its ball. “I know, don’t worry, you’ll be through this part soon.” He said gently petting the top of her head. He exited securing the latch. Papers were swiftly gathered and in a moment the lab door closed behind him. She sat in the quiet empty lab attempting to hold herself together. Read more »

[FM] A Hot Hate Fuck and a Facial in the Parking Garage With My [F29] Boss [M60 ish]

**If you want to skip straight to the sexy times, scroll down to where it is indicated**

What an asshole. I put in my two weeks’ notice on Monday, and there I was on a Friday night at work slaving away on a motion to a case I wasn’t even going to have anything to do with in one more week.

To say Richard, my boss, was peeved that I was leaving was an understatement. I would have rather had him just walk me out when I handed him my notice, but given that he didn’t have a replacement lined up, I gave the standard professional courtesy of staying for two weeks until they found someone to replace me. He asked for three (and not in a nice way), but I said no.

Most attorneys I had seen leave the firm just fuck around for their last two weeks while they collect their paychecks, but not me. I immediately began catching up on cases and preparing excel sheets with detailed notes for my replacement. I had some fun plans with some friends for the evening that I was looking forward to, but ten minutes before 5 o’clock on Friday afternoon I get an email from Richard: Read more »

[Buildup] Tamed Part 2: A Change In Persona

Be sure to leave a comment, I love reading them! This one is more of a build-up for things to come ;)

Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This also may get a little unrealistic. You’ve been warned.
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The days that followed were those of study. I had been spending more and more time in one of the campus libraries, from sun rise to sunset. It was gruelling to say the least. Not only was I working on my own, almost flawless reports, I was also working on Hana’s; that woman whom I am embarrassed to say I had spent the better part of 2 years trying to be anything more than her errand boy. It was hard for me to see her with other guys, clearly more interested in them than I… Alanah was right, while I worked on her education she was out with ‘Real Men’ who gave her everything… Read more »

45 [F] cougar fucked in parking garage by dream boy toy 21 [M], thwarts covid cock block

If I were to head into my cougar lab and design the perfect boy toy (think Dr. Frank N. Furter and Rocky Horror), I’d have spun John right out of a centrifuge. 6’1, with brown curly locks cascading into sparkly brown eyes. Killer smile, with corresponding dimples. Athletic body adorned by washboard abs. It’s gross, I can’t even.

John and I met online (through tinder) weeks after the pandemic landed in Ohio, and shortly before his college returned him home out of state. Thus began a torturous four months long tease, with me hoping (nay, praying) college would return him to Cleveland.

So when he asked me, “are you free today?” all I could think about was resolving this antici…
…pation. We agreed to meet at the Botanical Gardens and walk around, seemingly innocent enough. Maybe people would think I was his favorite Aunt, or maybe even his Mom, if my body language didn’t betray my ill intentions. I think the truth is, most people don’t “think” anything about perfect strangers they see, and certainly don’t assume the worst about them. Read more »

Back Room Fights 1.4: Adam vs Paige (Mixed Boxing) [Str8] [mf]

“All right everyone, our fourth fight of the night is a mixed boxing match. The fight will continue in three minute rounds until a knockout is achieved. The winner will receive a $1000 fight bonus as well as top position during sex after the match. Now introducing in the blue corner, he is 5’8’’, 156 lbs, and is a 26 year old graduate student, please welcome Adam!” hollered Claire.

The young black man removed his robe revealing a body with an average build of someone who worked out a couple times a week. He had short black hair and pretty light brown eyes that looked golden in the right lighting. He was wearing only a loose fitting pair of plaid boxers. He beat his chest with a gloved fist as the crowd cheered for him. He was on the smaller side of male fighters tonight but there was a determination in his eyes that showed he wanted to prove himself.

“And in the red corner. She is 5’3’’, weighs 121 lbs, 23 years old and wants the audience to follow her on instagram. Everyone welcome Paige!” Read more »

Horny Housemates Part III [MF] [Oral]

Steph woke up with a terrible headache and fewer memories than she’d like. There had been a club. And a guy. And then… she didn’t know.
She was naked, but alone. Her clothes were in a mess at the end of the bed, but other than that it seemed undisturbed. There wouldn’t be any awkward trying to remember names.
*There wasn’t any fucking, either.*
Groaning to herself, Steph crawled out of bed and pulled on pyjama shorts and an old t-shirt, her stomach rumbling out for breakfast. Cautiously, she made her way downstairs, to find an abandoned kitchen. That suited her just fine. She needed coffee first. And water. A lot of water. Read more »

[Masturbation] Tamed Part 1: That Friday Evening

It’s been a while! I’ve been way too caught up with starting a novel to write this kind of X rated stuff on the side; besides I really have to be in the right mood to do this sort of thing. Either way please enjoy, feedback and comments are encoraged!

Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This also may get a little unrealistic. You’ve been warned.
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It started one Friday afternoon, in the height of summer. The scathing heat was unberable for most people around town; those that didn’t have the luxury of an air conditioned car to hide in were relagated to taking refuge underneath the towering buildings of the city square or the tall oak trees on campus a few minutes walk away. I was one of the unlucky few who couldn’t stop to cool myself off under a shaded area, I needed to get home, the milk and bread I bought from the shop was going to spoil quickly if I left them in the bag which I clung onto. In my other hand I held a thick, well used and heafty textbook large enough to be used as a doorstop. A book on phycology that I had read cover to cover multiple times over since I had started this college course last year. Read more »