Tag: G-spot

The Date (part 2/2) [MF, rough, spanking, bdsm]

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[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h0za05/the_date_part_12_mf_rough_spanking_bdsm/)

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I spin on my heels and walk out to the bathroom, putting my cock away and leaving you on your knees wondering what I’m doing. Did I bring rope? A paddle? Nipple clamps? The possibilities rush through your mind. The truth was more mundane. Earlier I’d noticed a pair of plush bathrobes hanging behind the bathroom door. I pull the belts out of their loops and walk back to where you’re waiting, loosely swinging the belts in my fingers as I stand over you. “Stand up,” I say, quietly.

You’re slightly relieved to see what I’m holding and grin as you shake your head. “No,” you say. Your tone is full brat now, full defiance, fully daring me to take what I want from you. I feel a surge of happiness wash over me and I have to stop myself from grinning.

“Up,” I say again, this time more forcefully.

You hesitate until I’m just about to grab you, and then you slowly get to your feet. Your face is defiant, but your excited eyes are asking me to take control. Read more »

[FM] I [18F] took my chubby friend’s [18M] virginity to thank him for helping me pass statistics

Obligatory “this happened years ago.”

I went to a small high school with a minimal sports program, so there thankfully weren’t too many big egos floating through the hallways the way there are in stereotypical American high school movies. But, being bored teenagers in a small town, we did have the occasional romantic drama as people started hooking up with each other. And, as one of the students who had an easy enough puberty and a lot of interest in getting validation about her new body, I was occasionally at the center of that drama. It isn’t super relevant to the events of this story, but I wanted to share that background to show I wasn’t some blushing virgin at the start of the events of this story.

My friend James, on the other hand, **was** a blushing virgin, and he was extremely self conscious about it. Although I’m sure the national average is higher, most people in our grade had started having sex by age 15 or 16, leaving James upset about his still intact virginity on the eve of his 18th birthday. I called him at midnight, sang him “Happy Birthday,” and then heard silence on the other end of the line. “James? Jimmy? Jimbo?” Read more »

The Camping Trip Part 3 of 3

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Part 3

The next morning, Dave was punctual and picked me up at about 10:00 am. He was dressed quite casually; a long sleeved cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just below the elbow and a pair of loose khaki cargo shorts. As we turned towards his jeep, I took a quick look at his ass. I really love a nice ass on a man and Dave’s didn’t disappoint me.

We drove out of the campground and turned onto a winding, paved road that led deeper into the mountains. The noise of the motor wind prevented any meaningful conversation, but we exchanged pleased looks as I caught him looking at my legs and feet clad only in the briefest sandals. I had sat up by lantern light and painted my toenails the brightest red color that Jeni and I had. Dave had obviously noticed and was ogling my legs and feet.

We stopped at a stop sign and he leaned over towards me. “I wanted to stop by my place and pick up a picnic lunch I prepared”, he said. “Do you mind a little detour?” I assured him that it was all right, and he put the jeep in gear and made a left turn onto a gravel road that led steeply up into the mountains. Read more »

Monster Brothel; The Witch and the Demon [fantasy][magic][foursome][anal][cum eating][monster][demon]

“Do you know what they have planned for us?” Alexa asked, twisting her vibrant red hair around her finger.

“All I know is that someone requested us specifically, they’ve more than proven that they know what we like. That squid girl was incredible and you said the Werewolf was exactly what you needed. They somehow know what it is we desire. I mean, it’s obvious there is some kind of magic at play here, they drew us in and now we can’t stay away. I trust that whoever they have for us tonight, it’s going to be special.” Jacob sat down on the edge of the bed next to his wife.

They were in a simple bedroom just like the one that Alexa had seen weeks before, a large bed in the center of the room with an iron frame bolted to the stone ceiling. The bed was covered in black bedding, satin pillows and sheets with a black lace ruffle along the bottom. The curtains were thick and black hanging over the windows on either side of the bed. The floor was grey stone tile and the walls were painted in a dusty charcoal. This room had a darker, more mysterious ambiance than the room in which Alexa had been introduced to her werewolf lover. Read more »

Two-Week Fling with My[F] Roommate[M] Part 4: Featuring My Impressive Throat and His Attentive Tongue

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[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gww9s8/twoweek_fling_with_myf_roommatem_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

It was Tuesday night, and I was alone with Scott in the living room once again. We sat on the couch in a somewhat awkward state. We were talking, bullshitting about our work and our friends, but not really looking at each other. Scott actually had his eyes closed for most of the conversation, intentionally not looking at me. He was avoiding the elephant in the room so deliberately that I thought this was his way of saying he didn’t want to continue our sexual adventures. And then it happened. The tension broke. Scott opened his eyes, looked at me hungrily, and leaned in just a bit. I did the same, and our soft kissing soon gave way to more passionate making out. His hands grabbed at my back and felt up my chest; he had definitely taken my advice about being more assertive. He slipped his hands under my shirt, working his way up to my bra and unclasping it effortlessly. As he kissed along my collar bones, I felt myself begin to soak through my black satin underwear. There was something so forbidden, so erotic, about doing this with my best friend. I wanted more. Read more »

The Roommates, Part 15 [NSFW]

It had been about a month since I moved into the rental home and I was loving it. I don’t know why I lived with Brock for so long—I told myself it was to save money but I think it was just a fear of being alone. But Kelly and I were now exclusive, her IG was flooded with photos of us and it felt good. I told my parents I was dating Brock’s girlfriend and they didn’t understand and I can’t say they do yet. What was I supposed to do—tell my parents she won be over by masturbating in front of me? Not quite. Instead I asked them two things: to give her a chance and to realize that when you have a real connection with someone you can’t deny yourself. They agreed and we set up a day for them to come see the rental house and meet Kelly. In all the years I lived with Brock, they’d not actually met Kelly yet. I wasn’t nervous because even though I loved my parents, I didn’t give a shit what they thought. I was happy and they’d learn to get over it if they couldn’t immediately be happy for me. Read more »

Last night with master [F]

We were playing and we pretended there was a ‘leak’ in my panties. I had to plug it of course. Then I had to rub my clit to see if maybe that would stop the leak. It made the leak worse. So I tried pushing my g-spot. Maybe that could stop the leak. But I leaked more. So then master said I should play with my g-spot some more. So I did. Each time I gushed I told master. Master made me gush a total of 10 times before letting me orgasm. I leaked so much that it went through the towel I was sitting on. I had to wash my sheets. They were soaked.

Ps. The wet spot was 20cm long and 15 cm wide.

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The Sybian Trap – Part 2

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gy9475/the_sybian_trap/)

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Suddenly all the energy that had left her returned in a stab of adrenaline shooting out from her stomach. She was paralysed for a moment, staring at the words as the ‘For’ bar began to be filled in with green from the left hand side. A little red trickled into the ‘Against’ bar, but with hardly anyone seemed to be voting the way she would have liked. A few messages popped up as people cast their vote.

“Nah not my thing” said one

“I came already, no sense hurting the poor girl.” came another. But most of them were wholly in favour.

“Put it in her ass, you can tell she wants it,” said one message.

“She’s gonna be so tight.” read another. Her eyes watered as she read them. She was too shocked to speak. This couldn’t be happening to her, how could they still find more to take from her. Hadn’t they taken enough? Read more »

The Sybian Trap

As she came-to she became aware of a roaring pleasure coursing through her, radiating out from the steady vibrations thrumming between her legs. As if emerging from cold water, she gasped for breath, opening her eyes to the confusing array of lights and cacophony of sound assaulting her senses. She was in a bright square room. No not a room, it was too small; more of a box. The walls, floor and ceiling were white cushioned leather, with soft led lighting strips at every corner. She was on her knees, and the top of the box was only a few feet above her head. The item between her legs was the only remotely familiar object. She recognised it from videos online, a sybian vibrator. A black saddle with a dildo protruding from the top, which was currently working away inside her, vibrating against her g-spot, accompanied by pads that massaged her clit at the same frequency. She had never used one before, and now recognised how worthy it was of its widespread popularity. Read more »

The Text (Pt.03) [mf, cheating]

Hey everyone, hope you are enjoying my series!

Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gwqp6t/the_text_pt1_mf_sexting_cheating/).

Part 2 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gxf6zf/the_text_pt_2_mf_cheating/).

And now for part 3…

Jason opened his mouth, but no words came out.  I just stared, my body shaking, and the tears started again.  Embarrassed, I turned and slid the door of the shower open and quickly fumbled out.  I reached for one of the clean towels and wrapped it around my body.  The water turned off behind me, and Jason stepped out, reaching for another towel.

“Sam, I…” He started, then stopped.  I turned back to look at him again, then left the bathroom, heading for the walk-in closet in our bedroom.  As the door swung shut behind me, I unwrapped the towel and began rubbing my body vigorously.  I needed to calm down, and get dressed.  I needed to get out of this house and collect my thoughts.  I towel dried my hair and let the wet towel fall in a pile in the corner of the closet.  As I did, the door opened behind me and Jason entered, a towel around his waist.   Read more »