My Quarantine Survival Guide, Part 1: Reenter Riley ([MF], cheating, long)

There are stories that start off as humble brags and end up being a cautionary tale. There are stories that are supposed to have morals that are really pointless. There are works of absurdity. I’m not sure where this fits into the mix. I’m bored of consuming content and want to create something, to have anything to show for weeks of isolation. And it’s a little bit of “here’s an interesting thing; I hope you enjoy it.”

On some level.

I think this is probably a survival guide for the pandemic. We’re all stuck in a completely bonkers environment with little sprinkles of normalcy pervading our quarantine clusters. There’s death all around you and you need to make the most of the little bits of life that you can get. That’s rule one in the plaugelands.

Before the lockdown or quarantine started, I was watching that Freddie Mercury biopic. He had a line where he was talking to a girl (probably more than one line actually; it was a refrain to match the eponymous song) where he said she was the “love of his life”. And it seems a little stupid, right? That Freddie Mercury, the gayest rockstar of an era, has a woman that is the “love of his life”. I mean, he ends up with a dude. With a lot of dudes in between. Takes him awhile to get there, but that’s his jam.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 4 (MF) (Switch) (Oral) (Sub/Domme)

After Rod leaves the boss told Anna to get dressed and take some time to recover. He asks her to make sure his appointments for the rest of the day are set up and ready to go.

“You did well, Anna. I’m impressed you were so willing to do that for me,” he says as she gets dressed.

“Well, sir, I am at your beckoned call for things. I was surprised you had me blow another man, a gay man no less, but I would never question you,” she says with a smile as she closes her dress around her body.

He puts his hand beneath her chin, tipping her face up to meet his, kissing her deeply on the mouth, the taste of mouthwash washing over the gesture.

Anna coughs slightly and shows herself out of his office, makes herself some tea to soothe her throat, and texts her husband to tell him about the upcoming trip to Europe for work. “Hey babe, boss asked me to go with him to meet with some clients in Europe next month. I don’t really have a say in it, but I wanted you to know! Love you.”

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 1 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

**Stacey**

I want to make one thing clear. Nobody fucks with Stacey Hamilton. Unless he is very handsome and she is on the top, that is. And while the darkness isn´t exactly my good friend, my adjusting eyes felt better now in a night. The fat girl slept and maybe even the silent one. Other two I wasn´t sure. After we did our striptease we were in peace, even getting to know each other a little, after our humiliation continued, first by visit of male warden, who started admiring us. The bloody politician, imagine that, happened to wear body underwear, so she showed the least of skin. Lucky bastards they are, even in captivity. I, on the other hand, had to be endowed with provocative airships on my chest that earned me position of the main attraction. Shortly after the visit, we get our new clothes. Giant skirt and blouse could be cute for Halloween or something, but my hands were shaking when I saw collar, strap harness for the whole figure and some red abomination. The whole process was complete when we were told that dining room wasn´t ready, so we get… Well, dog dishes with our stuck names, so we were made absolutely certain that training for “The Art of Holy Submission” actually began. Of course it was made kinda worse by the fact that we actually liked the food.

The Roommate Part I: I Want to be Your Little Slut [FF] [Light Fdom] [Light Huml] [Teasing] [Plot] [Arc 2]

**I: Marie and Lexi**

**Marie**

Marie’s body vibrated with the club’s near-deafening music as she walked toward the bar. She had just turned twenty in September, but her fake hadn’t failed her yet. And she needed a drink. Bad.

As she went up to the bar and ordered a kamikaze shot, Marie scanned the dance floor. The dim lighting didn’t allow her to see too much, but she glimpsed more than enough cute girls to let her know coming out tonight hadn’t been a waste.

She’d been horny all week, and nothing seemed to satisfy her. Alice and Leah weren’t interested in anything more than a drunk make-out sesh now that Liam…

*Don’t think about him. You’re here to have fun and get him out of your fucking head.*

Marie downed the shot immediately when it came, thankful for the distraction. She paid for the drink, tipping the bartender, then looked toward the dance floor again.

She’d come here alone instead of going out with friends or to any school parties because she didn’t want to develop a reputation with her sisters–and because it was easier to find girls to hook up with at a gay-club–but she still felt hesitant. She’d already decided she didn’t want casual sex with a guy. That didn’t appeal to her, and even if it did, doing so would just be proving Liam right.

22[M] Spring Break Tranny experience in PCB

I’m an athletic built straight guy. I was on spring break in PCB and walking back to the hotel alone. A random car stopped and asked if I wanted a ride. She was a hot MILF so I got in the car. After introducing ourselves, she was straight forward and asked to blow me. I couldn’t believe what I just heard and looking for a great spring break story, I said sure. She pulled the car over and started blowing me. It was honestly an amazing blowjob but being a little drunk, I couldn’t cum. I kept asking to fuck her but kept saying no so I was happy with the blowjob. Once we were done, she was driving me back and she was asking about my frat and if I ever did any gay stuff like suck dick. I thought it was funny and made a few jokes about it but she kept asking about it then it clicked that I starting thinking she might be a trans. It was weird but I was oddly turned on then made a move by grabbing her leg and saying I’d be open to anything. She started to unzip her pants and said “anything?” back to me and once I said anything again she pulled out her semi hard cock. I bent over the seat and started blowing her while she was driving. I was use to receiving road head and now I’m giving it. It was my first time ever sucking a dick and I kinda enjoyed it. We decided to go back to her hotel room instead.

I’m looking to write customized erotic stories in exchange for (negotiable)

I’m sorry if this is the wrong place to post this. I’ve been on Reddit for years, but I still have no idea how to use it properly or if I’m doing something wrong. I’m having fun though.

I will write a custom erotic story just for you in exchange for whatever we agree upon (more details below). Gay, straight, fetish, romance, whatever. If I don’t have the knowledge to write about your specific fetish or kink, then I’ll probably ask you where I can learn more about it before embarrassing myself. The most fetishistic (or whatever the word I’m looking for here is) stories I’ve written so far were about age play and forced feminization, and I enjoyed writing them both and all of the other ones.

If you don’t like the story I write for you, I can rewrite it with whatever corrections you’d like. I’m not claiming to be a great writer, but I can write stories that are hot.

I can write between 600 and 1000 words in under an hour usually. It can be longer if requested or if I decide it should be longer, but I can’t guarantee any timeline and I won’t change the terms of our agreement if I choose to write more.

Florida Man X Gigachad: The Battle For Arguably The Worst U.S. State Part 1

I awoke to the sounds of dozens of grown ass men being sodomized at once and realized Gigachad was near. I put on my level 3 body armor and grabbed my .22 plinkster and Joe’s ar and rolled out. Sure enough, it was gigachad, in all his glory, sodomizing the local townsfolk. I hit Gigachad wit dat 100 round quadstack but my mans gelatinous globular flesh reflected all the bullets. I charged at Gigachad, ready to go toe to toe with this goddamn subhuman, but he started to blast me. Badly. I staggered and tried to recover from the absolute ANAL FUCKING that had just occurred, I had no other options; I must defeat Gigachad. I got a lock around Gigachads left shoulder which he used to arm throw me and proceed to full mount with some wicked ground and pound. I was battered and bloodied, but not out yet.

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 3 (MF) (Office Play) (Oral)

Weeks pass. Anna settles into her new roles both professionally and sexually. Her body adjusts to new experiences and new pleasures. Her mind adjusts to having her needs thought of and satisfied. She concerns herself less and less with her husband as she dives fully into the life of an on call slut, determined to satisfy all of her master’s desires.

One night she is at home. It’s late. She is in bed with her husband. Her phone vibrates. It’s him. He has never contacted her after business hours before, knowing her husband might see and ask questions. What could be so urgent that he would cross that line? Surely he can’t be expecting her to come service him at this time of night? Though the thought of sneaking out for a late night rendezvous excites Anna enough to get her wet and blushing.

Anna gets out of bed and leaves the room, hiding her phone as if it is something she shouldn’t have. When she is sure the coast is clear she reads. “Anna, be sure to wear something that can easily be removed tomorrow. Have a good night.”

Casey’s Exploration [MM]

*Hello, I’m Casey. This is the first story I wrote, so apologize if it’s not the best. I hope to get better at writing my erotic tales–fiction and non-fiction alike. Would love to hear feedback, and ways to improve. And I hope to post more stories soon!*

*Tags: MM, Dom/Sub, Internet Hook-up*

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When I graduated high school, I went to college out of state, in an attempt of self-discovery. I moved in with my uncle, who had a spare room. The beginning months of living in a new place was depressing. I didn’t have my friends anymore, and I now had to face who I was.

Deep down, I knew I was gay. But it was hard to accept at the time. I kept denying it throughout high school, but moving away gave me freedom to explore. It was a fresh start, with no judgement. Or at least no judgement from people I knew.

Dressing up in quarantine. (Gay) (crossdressing)

Ok so a bit of back story first to set the scene. Me and my best mate mike live together in a flat we rent. We both have girlfriends that stay over alot and have known each other since school. Mike knows that I’m bi and its never been a big deal as we always seem to have been in relationships. This Is a story about how we got bored and drunk in quarantine and had some fun.

My names Alex I’m 23, 6 foot 3 and pretty well built. I work as a kitchen fitter and go to the gym plus box on the weekends. I have shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. people have always told me l look slightly spanish.

Mike is 6 foot , has dark short hair and is your typical lad. Hes covered in tattoos and works at a garage fixing cars. As far as I was aware he was completely straight (turns out maybe not)

Kirsty Mike’s girlfriend is a big girl just over six foot tall and quite broad with long brown hair. Not really my type but they seem happy.