The heat of the fire was nothing compared to the flush of my skin brought on by his large rough hands gliding up my thigh. It was a cold night and I was happy that we decided to set up camp beneath the trees instead of riding till dawn. All the men were fast asleep in their tents, I’m assuming, given the occasional grumbling snores in the distance, drowned out only by the crackling of the flames.
Tag: Fisting
Visiting the beach and the theater
Be glad when this Covid shit is over so we can head out and do something like this again. An oldie experience of mine but a beloved one
My love, my Master, has been so good to me. If you’ve read my shit I’ve posted here and on /r/rapekink, this has been an extremely difficult year for me and I haven’t always handled it the best. I recently messed up bad, prompting some visits I’d rather not have made but clearly needed to. After all the hustle and mess and drama of the past two weeks (all self inflicted, at least directly), my wonderful man who I don’t deserve took me to Myrtle Beach. We were only there a few days, arrived Friday night and left Monday afternoon right after lunch. But it was nice to get away, and just be with him. At least that was the original intention.
Daddy’s Had Enough (mf) (punishment) (primal nc)
Daddy’s Had Enough (mf) (punishment) (primal nc)
*”Daddy!” I exclaim, frustrated.*
*”What, baby girl?! You’re starting to get on my nerves there, and you do not want to get on Daddy’s nerves, baby.”*
*I cross my arms and lightly stomp my foot, pouting. I’ve been standing there for an hour, waiting for him to finish work, but he’s still at it! And cherry on top of the sundae, he won’t let me leave or sit on the ground.*
*My feet ache and my body is starting to feel all tight and painful.*
*”Let me leave! Or give me attention, cause I swear to god, you fucking…”*
*I’m brutally interrupted by him.*
**I slam my fist on the desk, cutting her bratty tirade short as her eyes widen in surprise.**
**”You earned this punishment for not completing the assignments you promised me you’d do. Now you have the audacity to back talk me, to question my authority?” I feel my anger flaring and I stand. I feel her shrink before my gaze.**
**”You’ve forgotten your place little girl,” my voice is now low and menacing, “I’ve been negligent. I’ve let you get away with poor behaviour time and time again.”**
My anal adventure [FM]
My anal adventure
During one of my sluttier phases I found myself posting on Craigslist occasionally (before they banned personal ads).
One time I ended up chatting to a guy who was seriously into anal. Like, not interested in pussy except for maybe a tiny bit of teasing and then ignoring it.
At this point I hadn’t done very much anal but played with toys and wanted to explore more.
We had a good banter going on so I agreed to meet him at his place. He told me to wear a butt plug on the drive there – I wore a vibrating one, which meant every little bump pushed it deeper into my ass, and the vibrations made me absolutely soaking wet by the time I arrived.
He met me outside his apartment block and followed me up the stairs, his hand groping my ass under my dress.
As soon as the door closed behind us he told me to strip. He reached down and felt how wet I was, stroking my clit for a few moments, then bent me over the couch.
An Artist’s Desirable Subject: [MF] [Oral] [Fiction]
Allyson hurried through a beautiful old campus, propelling herself forward with determination. She had a hard deadline to meet if she was going to submit her portfolio of drawings and declare Art as her major. The Art department rented out a drawing studio for students upon request, and she was eager to make her hour worth it. Her footsteps lightly pitter-pattered on the bumpy sidewalk as she picked up pace towards the studio. Slate gray clouds above head threatened to pour at any moment.
She tightly grasped her sketchbooks in an attempt to protect the inner pages from potential rain. As she hurried, she turned a sharp corner too quickly and awkwardly bent her ankle. *“Shit!”* she cursed to herself as she tripped. Her coveted sketchbooks went flying from her grip, and scattered along the path. Thick white pages flipped wildly in the wind as Allyson bent down on her hands and knees, saving the pages that were beginning to tear.
An approaching group of guys scooted to the side to avoid her. All but one continued walking. One of the men stopped abruptly, feeling compelled to help her. He waved his friends onward as he stopped, looming above her. She hadn’t noticed him and became startled when he reached down, picked up her belongings, and gracefully lifted her by the hand.
My First Anal with my boyfriend (Hard Anal pounding) while my room mate watched (mostly) [FM]
Sex stuff starts at ————————-
Hi my name is Emma! I am a 5 ft 8 inches petite girl.[Pic1](https://www.reddit.com/user/Pizza720pee/comments/gny7fz/_/)[Pic2](https://www.reddit.com/user/Pizza720pee/comments/gmsf2o/_/)
It wasn’t a regular college night, there was a storm outside. Me, my room mate Ellie and my boyfriend Brian, we were all cuddled up together on the ground in a blanket watching Before Sunrise (I love that movie), we had seen it before, we were only watching it again cuz we couldn’t decide what else to watch. Halfway through the movie, Brian started to get frisky, we soon started making out and forgot about Ellie and she kept watching the movie or watching us… After about 2 minutes of kissing we realized Ellie was there too.Brian and I are really open-minded plus i kinda have a crush on her (I’m Bi. Nobody asked? ok :( ) so we proposed a threesome but she declined. We couldn’t get to Brian’s room cuz it was across campus and you had to pass the ground, but it was raining heavily, so we stopped kissing and sat there with a sad face. Howeverrr she said, “Well you guys can do your stuff but I’m not gonna leave this room, if you guys are comfortable with me sitting here then you can go ahead.—————————————————————————
my first time at professor’s office hours as college freshman [FM]
So this was back when I was 18 and had newly begun taking classes as a college freshman. I’d moved across the world for school and even though it wasn’t my first time in a new country, I was anxious to settle in and do especially well in classes.
One of the classes was an intermediate level writing class, so I kind of figured I’d breeze through it. To top it off- I had my pole dancing classes halfway across campus that ended just 15 minutes before this one and so I always showed up in a questionable state, which probably didn’t help my impression.
On the Monday of the third week of classes, I’d just had practice and didn’t have time to remove my garter stockings after dancing, and threw on a plaid dress before rushing to class. Panting by the time I got there, rushes in ten minutes late visibly out of breath and pacing around the small classroom for an empty seat. I sat down next to Tomas, the most attractive guy in class who I’d been mildly flirting with for the first few weeks, as he’d kindly saved me a seat. Professor Cohen gave me a side glance, and I think he was finally noticing the frequency of my late entrances
[FF] Lisa and Pam part 3: Married woman falls for her best friend/coworker
Part 1[click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gnggpc/ff_lisa_and_pam_part_1_a_married_woman_falls_for/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Part 2[click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gngwek/ff_lisa_and_pam_part_2_married_woman_falls_for/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Lisa wanted to fuck Pam. It was a desire that consumed her. She had fucked her best friend, kind of sort of, by accident. But now that they opened the gates both women’s passion for one another flooded their beings. After the first encounter, Lisa thought she’d be able to back away from Pam. And then Pam sent her a picture of her pussy. After their second encounter, a relative ‘quickie’ after work on a Tuesday, she realized that she had no intention of ending things with Pam. They knew they couldn’t get away with seeing each other every weekend, but Lisa sure as hell wished she could.
The Curvy Neighbor [voyeurism]
Smoke billowed through the living room as it dispersed and spiraled into the air. Tanner held the tight blunt to his lips, tasting the sweet mango flavoring of the wrap. He inhaled deeply, holding the smoke in his lungs for a few seconds before exhaling a load of stress. He closed his eyes, completely soothed. In a split second his peace and silence was over. He jolted as a shrill voice came from the bedroom.
“TANNER, I’ve told you a million times, smoke *OUTSIDE*!” His irritated wife yelled.
Tanner cringed as he wondered if the smoke *really* bothered her or if she just wanted to have control. “*Fucking Christ, I can’t relax in my own apartment?”* he muttered quietly to himself.
Tanner replied “Yes darling!” in a sarcastic, mocking tone as he rose from the couch and slunk to their balcony. The sliding glass door jammed a little when he tried it, causing him more frustration than the occasion called for.
He stepped out into the warm summer air and inhaled, breathing in the aroma of a burning charcoal grill. He closed his tired eyes and listened to crickets chirping in the woods, enjoying the pleasant sounds of early summer.
Bumblebee Fuck Doll For Bigfoot, Part 1 – Written for a 19/F.
The wispy weightless dreamy feeling gives you a high for a brief moment before the tribal men raise your naked body onto a platform of steel and moss. Moments ago, a quiet average picnic was the biggest plan of your day, an escape from the obsessive mind fuck of large cocks that has overtaken your psyche lately.
Instead, wiping your pussy with your hand to rub away the piss just inside the forest is your last memory before becoming a stolen fuck doll gift for Bigfoot.
The tribal men dragging you into the forest by the hair doesn’t seem real, their dangling cocks have to be another mind fuck from within, a hallucination of sorts, you think, until they stop, and a dark man wearing a large abstract creature head made of pine cones clenches his strong hands firmly onto your throat. His hands move to your lips before the sensation of his fingers prying open your mouth sober your senses. The man proceeds to ram his fist inside your mouth, in and out. The spit pours out of your throat as he opens his hand inside your mouth, and continues to fuck your face. He lets out a grunt to the other men, who come, one by one, and place their fists into your mouth. It seems as though they are measuring your ability to take a giant cock. ‘Maybe they will all try to fuck your face at one,’ you think to yourself as the kidnappers grab your tiny wrists and ankles, and begin to hoist your body onto a platform of metal and moss.