Daybreak III: Sticking A Neck Out [M48/F21] [noncon,vampire]

Peter peered over the wall to see a small compound, illuminated by the dark blue sky of the early morning. They were in the middle of a desert, but it was the perfect place for the vampires to hide. Turning his attention to Red, he spotted the masked woman loading silver bullets into a rifle magazine, her hood obscuring any details. A tuft of red hair popped out beneath hiding.

“Sure this is it?” Peter whispered.

“Yup,” Red muttered in response.

“So… listen, um… I’m sorry, but I still can’t grasp this situation.”

“I understand. It’s difficult for you to accept the truth, but this is it: your girlfriend’s been targeted by a vampire. He’s had Allyson in his sights and wants her.”

“Want her? What for?”

“Carnal pleasures of the flesh. That’s why he didn’t kill her, not anyways. He’s had plans for her.”

“What kind of plans?” His heart ached a little. They’d been forced to wait all night for the vampires to rest once more. He hated to imagine what Valko had been doing with Allyson this whole time.

Losing It – Part 7[FF][Dickgirl/Futanari][Oral][Teasing][Bullying]

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# Chapter 7⸻Nightmares

I’m not sure what woke me up. I’m not even sure how I ended up getting downstairs and back into Millie’s bed, to be honest. But when my half-asleep eyes finally peeled open, the silhouetted form that greeted me was impossible to mistake. It seemed that Lizzie and Kim were having a little trouble sleeping as well.

They had taken the opposite side of Millie’s king size and laid opposite us with their heads near the foot of the bed. And they were making themselves at home, to say the least.

Kim had her panties around one ankle, laying on her side while Lizzie held her other leg in the air. Her shirt was pulled just above her nipple line, and Lizzie’s free hand occasionally took a break from gripping Kim’s neck to handle her exposed breasts. Her hair was braided into low pigtails, which had been brought around her head and tied behind to serve as a makeshift blindfold.

Losing It – Part 7[FF][Dickgirl/Futanari][Oral][Teasing][Bullying]

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# Chapter 7⸻Nightmares

I’m not sure what woke me up. I’m not even sure how I ended up getting downstairs and back into Millie’s bed, to be honest. But when my half-asleep eyes finally peeled open, the silhouetted form that greeted me was impossible to mistake. It seemed that Lizzie and Kim were having a little trouble sleeping as well.

They had taken the opposite side of Millie’s king size and laid opposite us with their heads near the foot of the bed. And they were making themselves at home, to say the least.

Kim had her panties around one ankle, laying on her side while Lizzie held her other leg in the air. Her shirt was pulled just above her nipple line, and Lizzie’s free hand occasionally took a break from gripping Kim’s neck to handle her exposed breasts. Her hair was braided into low pigtails, which had been brought around her head and tied behind to serve as a makeshift blindfold.

Remind her she is owned. Part 3

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zqf5r0/reminding_her_she_is_owned_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Finally you get relief as the machine goes back down to a low vibration as you collapse against the ropes holding you in place. I stand above you and take two light vibrating nipple clamps and attach them to your exposed breasts and teasing you further as your body trys to twitch but ultimately can’t move against the ropes starting to dig into your skin from your struggles. I look down at your helpless body and decide you haven’t learned your lesson yet and take a blind fold out and tie it around our eyes and hair. The use of your sight will be restored once i feel you have learned your lesson. This time i place airpods into your ear and all you can hear is the noises of me fucking you whispering dirty shit while i defile you in whatever video i am forcing you to listen to. The machine turns back on at a moderate vibration but considering how sensitive you already are, it feels like too much already. However you start to realize, it doesn’t matter. You are my property to do with as I please and you’ll take this treatment until your owner decides its time to stop. All you can feel is extreme pleasure as the motorbunny already gets you close, the nipple clamps giving additional pressure sitting there immobilized and completely in the dark. You wonder what am I doing while you just get completely overwhelmed by your second favorite toy.

[Solo][M 20’s]Mitchell Fantasizes about his [F 20’s] Work Crush [MF] imaginary[creampie] [con]

Mitchell shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t for no other reason than his body was outright exhausted. He hadn’t had a chance to relax, truly, in over a week. His muscles ached for sleep, but his mind kept retching him from that unconscious place.

All because of her. All because of Ella.

*She’s not interested*, his conscience continually insisted. *She’s your coworker, she’s off limits*.

*But she gave you her number*, the hopeless romantic and animalistic side of him retorted. *All on her own, and she is constantly looking for you, asking about you, about your day. She wants to be near you.*

And to be near her, oh, God. She always smelled amazing, always looked so soft. More than once, they’d be stacking shelves, and he had to resist the urge to reach out to her. To touch. To let himself feel the exposed skin at the small of her back when she reached for a high shelf and her shirt rode up. To see if the curve of her hip felt as plush as it looked. And sometimes, when they were both bent in half, throwing bags of frozen produce into their respective places in the freezers, his body would go electric. All he would have had to do is dare to lean over, press his lips to the pulse of her neck. But no.

Advent-urous Calendar Part 4 [MF] 12/18: Forgive me, Lord, for I am Sinning

My wife, Clara (35F) has been treating me [39M] to an incredible Advent Calendar of Naughty Fun. I’ve been writing the stories here and the fun continues. I simply can’t write them all fast enough, so I’m going to skip ahead, but I’m going to write out all the days titles and the general idea, you can let me know which ones you want to hear more about in the comments and I’ll write those out first. Skip down to get to today’s story:

12/1: [I Blow Under Mistletoe](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zknn9c/adventurous_calendar_mf/)

12/2: [Fornicate in Firelight](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zknn9c/adventurous_calendar_mf/) (on same post as 12/1)

12/3: [Frost my Cupcakes](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zo0dvh/adventurous_calendar_part_2_mf/)

12/4: [Lazy Morning Sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zo7vp5/adventurous_calendar_part_3_lazy_morning_sex_mf/)

12/5: My Favorite Ornaments – Breast play, Ball Play and Surfing

12/6: Unwrap your Present – Lingerie, Posing, Unique positions

12/7: Santa’s Secret – Getting jerked off while watching a movie with friends

12/8: Order in, Eat Out – Mutual oral sex, a race to orgasm.

12/9: Stocking Stuffer – Clara takes household items in her holes

12/10: In the Broom Closet – I get a sexy visitor at work (hospital sex)

12/11: Sabbath Sex – Bondage in the Basement after Church

A Bully Caged, Pt. 3 [M/M] [Bi] [Chastity] [Public]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zce8mk/a_bully_caged_part_1_mm_bi_chastity_implied)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zh3k7t/a_bully_caged_part_2_mm_bi_femdom_chastity_bdsm)

Thanks for the great feedback and reception so far! This installment is longer, but I wanted to get to the payoff at the end. Hope you enjoy.

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Wes stayed in our guest bedroom last night, freshly showered. He thanked Ms. Simmons for dinner, he thanked me for my cum, and he went to bed almost immediately without another word. I was confused, and it was another hard night of sleep. My mind moved in waves, and every time one would subside, another would rise, bringing new anxieties, frustrations, and questions with it. What was going through Wes’ mind? Did I go too far? Would this last? Was it already over? I have no clue when exhaustion won, but I’m thankful it did.

When I wake up, I’m tired. I reach over to my nightstand to turn off my phone’s alarm, and my hand finds an unfamiliar chain. It rattles when I pick it up. I turn off the alarm and turn on my flashlight, casting a big, fat shadow of a chain against my bedroom door. My eyes adjust, and I see it’s a black metal. On one end, there’s a small open padlock with a simple “D” engraved on it, and the other end hangs loose from my hand. It’s not a long piece, and suddenly, I realize that it’s the collar Ms. Simmons had mentioned last night for Wes. This is supposed to be around his neck, and I am supposed to put it there. 

A Stroke Story [Mast] [MF]

**NOTE:** Quite literally what the title says. A guy and his friend get off together… but with a twist.

A fork in the road divided the path of friendship between Zach and Jacki. In the silence of the living room, they were about to make a choice, a decision that would change things between them forever. They could talk about it, take a breather to asses and then pick the path they wanted. But that sort of thinking and planning never suited them. Zach and Jacki tended to jump into the pool before ever checking the temperature. However, looking closely enough, Zach always launched off the edge first — so it made sense that in this moment, he took the first step leading them down this new path.

“Go ahead and stroke it,” he said, his eyes on the stunning redhead next to him. “It’s okay.”

Jacki swallowed heavily and then nodded. Her hand encircled the thick shaft and pumped up and down its length. Her movements started slow and deliberate as she worked the half-hard member up to its full size and erection, picking up speed the more it stiffened and grew. Eventually, she reached a quick and steady pace and moaned again, a gooey drop of precum dripping from the stiff member’s slitted tip onto the floor.

EST: The Case of the Moana Lisa Chapter: 8 (FF MF Anal Rough Forceful)

feeling the soft spongy texture at the end of my fingers. “One more” I thought as they slipped back down towards her lips. Back down towards the exit back into the world of light! With my next thrust, the impact not perfect butt enough to get that tightening feeling of an orgasm.
My hips trembled as they continued to jack my cock deep in Mila’s throat. As she sucked on my dick I could feel her wetness. I could see her creaminess as the last impact had sent goosebumps up her pelvis. Now it was my turn. As my hand dropped! Lifting it just as quick. Torturing her g-spot with every move. Torturing my own piece of mind with every thrust into the beautiful mouth of hers.
“I want to hear you moan” my whispers did not go unnoticed. From the shiver to the roll of stomach muscles. From the extra practical squirting to the tightening of that fucking hole I knew that something right was happening.

Relieving your post-work stress [M4F 20s-30s] [Romance, creampie]

You come home from work at 8:00. A later night that usual. I, your partner of over 5 years, have been in the kitchen, waiting for you. Both patiently and anxiously. Understanding your circumstances. I cooked your favorite meal, specifically for you. It’s been getting cold on the island counter. I haven’t given much consideration to my growling, aching stomach, growing hollower with every minute without food. All I have thought about is you. The woman who fulfills me. Who I would do just about anything for.

I approach you slowly, hands open. I take yours into mine and kiss your smooth, luscious lips. They taste and feel just as good as they look. “Babe,” I gently speak. “It’s so nice to see you. You don’t seem too okay. Would you like to talk about it?” You lean your head on my shoulder as I walk you to the kitchen table, hand-in-hand. You spill everything that has been going on at work, and I listen. I am here and mentally present. For you. I can feel your sorrow through the inflections of your voice and the vulnerability in your eyes. Things just haven’t been okay for you recently, and today was something else. I put my fork on the table after eating a few bites, as I’m not in the mood to eat right now. My gut is satisfied enough. All I want now is to satisfy you however I can.