Bent over his desk – M/f – D/s – huml

He put the phone down and sat back in his chair. His office was suddenly quiet suddenly as their meeting ended. All pretenses and formalities finished. There was no official reason for her to stay. Nothing official.

He said nothing, but stared at her. Holding her eye contact. They were technically of the same rank, though she was pretty sure she made a bit more than him. His eyes on her though. She looked away and fidgeted slightly. How did he do this to her.

He didn't move from his chair and his gaze didn't leave her face. She couldn't look back up into those eyes. "Stand up," he said lightly, but in a tone that made his intentions clear.

She hesitated, looked at the door to his office and stood slowly.

"Come over here and face the door," he said.

He watched as she walked slowly towards him and around his desk, her heels tapping the floor lightly, her skirt just loose enough to rustle and as she turned to face the door he said "hands on my desk, on your palms, lean forward and spread your legs, don't look back.

That Time of Day [MF, rough]

That Time of Day [MF, rough]

On a usual day, I spend my time at home keeping to myself. I read to keep the boredom away, but usually keep busy with cleaning and cooking. My husband wasn't always particularly dominant, but ever since a couple of years ago we've had rough sex. It's not particularly kinky. No, no Fifty Shades of Grey in our house. But sometimes he uses me like a toy. And I usually can't get him out of my mind.

Mike likes control just as much as he likes efficiency, and keeping to schedule. He likes control almost as much as he likes to use his enormous, circumsized cock to make me scream. I love him, and I love how his body flexes and glistens with sweat when he holds me the way he likes. And I love how perfectly sated he is after he fills my wet pussy with his load of cum, then kisses me on the mouth and holds me like a teddy bear.

[MFF]Our Naughty Night Out. Second post. Give me some feedback

I approach her as your eyes burn into me from across the room. I step in close and you read by our body language that introductions were made. Your curiosity is piqued and and your not quite sure what to expect next.

I caught her gaze a few times earlier in the evening just out of the corner of my eye. As I made eye contact, her's quickly darted away. You've noticed me noticing her all night. She appears to be just my type. Brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, short, with a curvy figure and a gorgeous ass. The complete opposite of you.

Office Fun

I looked in the reflection, from the shiny black surface on the wall. I adjusted my stockings, dark and sheer with a thin line in the back, the problem with these stockings is because I'm so OCD with it. It has to be straight…at least at first. My shoes clacked as I walked up the stairs, high heels hitting the hard floors. The shoes were lacey, wrapped around my stocking covered feet. I walked through the door and I see you looking at me, as though waiting. You leaned forward on your desk intertwined your fingers into each other and rested your chin on top of the lattice. I stepped forward and closed your door behind me. Slightly nervous, I can feel your eyes burning into me up and down, slowly, assessing what I have chosen perhaps? White button down shirt, not quite see through, but definitely able to make out the black, lacey bra I had on underneath, black skirt waist height, split in the back almost to my ass.

An Insatiable Tongue [MF] [str8] [oral]

You lead me up the stairs, not bothering to turn on the lights on the ground floor because you left a light on in your room which provides enough illumination for us to see where we’re going, as well as enough light for me to admire my view of your body from behind as we ascend the steps. I’ve been longing to get you alone all night, to feel your soft skin pressed against mine, to explore your contours with my hands and mouth. The feeling only intensifies as I watch you deliberately switch your hips, causing your skirt to sway back and forth while you climb each step. My gaze lowers, my eyes trail down your legs, and I take in how smooth my favorite part of your body looks. I love running my hands down them, wrapping my arm around them, wrapping them around my waist, and especially parting them slowly…

Emma’s bracelet [ff][fantasy][transformations]

I wrote this a few years ago and I figured I'd share it here

It was a sunny summer day and a pleasantly cool breeze blew over Emma as she was helping her granddad dig in his yard. She was on summer break from the local university and spent a lot of time with him. When Emma was ten her parents had died in a car crash and she moved in with her grandparents. Emma's grandma had died two years ago which encouraged her decision to go to college locally, allowing her to stay close to her grandfather even though all her close friends went out of state. The fact that her parents left her a four room apartment in an 18th century building on the north side of downtown had a little something to do with it as well.

Sneak peek: The Visitor Takes a Trip [MMF threesome]

The Visitor Takes a Trip A Friendly Ménage Tale

“Mmm,” purred Lea, lowering herself onto Sean’s straining erection, feeling the flare of the head spreading her open. “Feel good, Sean?”

“Damn, Lea-honey,” Sean growled into her breast, “you know it does.” His big hands pressed gently but insistently down on her hips, pushing her further onto him, straddling him on one of the kitchen chairs. His cock pressed past where the membrane between her pussy and her ass was pushed tight by the butt plug that was planted deep inside of her, and now it was Lea’s turn to growl.

Then she gasped as his teeth clamped onto her nipple. Her whole body tingled, and she slid the rest of the way onto him — the rest of the way home.

Gazing up into her eyes, , Sean sighed, “Love you. Love you so fucking much.”

Suddenly the pressure of imminent tears narrowed Lea’s vision. “Love you too, Sean.”

Behind her came a deep, muffled moan.

Sean’s eyes flashed over Lea’s shoulder, but she rocked her hips, giving him (and herself) a taste of the delicious fuck that was yet to come.

One night with Tonya and Angie (MF MFF)

Just found this sub, and figured I’d could share a few of my experiences. A little background, I’m 45 married with kids, blah, blah, blah. I know I am a good-looking man, and while I’m hung a little better than average, I’m definitely not porn star hung, or Hollywood hansom either. I’m 5’7” (170 cm) and stocky. In my prime, I was 160 – 170 lb (72 – 77 kg), not fat – muscular, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. While I never had any “grade A” prom queen types, I enjoyed more than my fair share of “B & C” girls and women, and I freely admit to more than a few “D-grading” nights as well. Enough of me, let’s get to the good stuff…

Monterey, California, 1991. I was in the ARMY stationed at Ft. Ord. I was dating a local girl of mixed heritage, Mexican and Euro-American. (I hate saying Caucasian, it’s insulting!) I’ll call her Angie. She was about 19 at the time and had a great hard-body with firm b-cups topped with dark silver dollar sized areolas and nipples like pencil erasers. But what drew me the most to her was her perfect heart shaped ass that you could bounce a quarter off. But she wasn’t the greatest looking, and was a bit too teeny-boppery for me, but when you’re stationed on an infantry base its not like there’s a plethora of girls around.

Blackmailed by my neighbor, Chapter 3 [mature][first person f][Mf][blkmail][BDSM][anal][Mdom][Fsub][enema][rimming]

"Good girl. This made me thirsty, I'll go have a drink. Don't go anywhere." Mister Roberts laughed as he walked out of the room.

I was of course going nowhere, bound as I was on all fours, looking at myself in the mirror as my head was pulled back by my braid, that was connected to the hook up my ass. I was still reeling from my first series of multiple orgasms and was just about recovered when mister Roberts returned. He put a glass of water with a straw into my mouth, and told me to rehydrate, we still had a long night ahead of us. I noticed that his cock was half hard and remembered his comment about the viagra. Fuck, I really was in for a long night.

After I had finished drinking he started untying me, starting with my legs and arms and then the spreader bar. He untied the hook from my braid and started pulling on it, extracting the big ball from my ass, making me groan at the intense stretch. He tutted and held up the ball end infront of my eyes and there was a fleck of poo crowning it. He said, "This simply will not do, I will have to clean you out thoroughly my dear."

The Intern

Sorry that this is another rough draft. I took my first stab at writing erotica the other day, and really enjoyed it. I'd love to know what you all think of my next piece: The Intern.


"I'll only be another hour or two," Taylor said, without lifting her head from the deposition she was rushing to complete, "well… hopefully." She picked up the remaining stack of pages and flipped through them far too quickly to count.

"Just don't be here all night," her boss said, "an attractive young girl like yourself should be out on the town on a Friday night, not stuck behind some desk."

"Well," she sighed as she finally looked up at him and slowly took off her glasses, "most attractive young women aren't up for a promotion to Sr. Partner if their case goes well."

"Ahh.." he said, tilting his head in acknowledgment, "just don't forget to have some kind of fun for yourself tonight." "Oh don't you worry," she said back to him, sliding her glasses off her ears, "this office is my playground." He laughed as he turned and left her office. She looked back down at her paperwork slowly, then double took and realized that she never noticed how tight, lifted, and pronounced his ass was. It lifted as he walked in the same way she hoped that hers did. If only he wasn't such an overbearing, micromanaging jerk, she thought to herself, maybe i'd want to take a look.