[MF] that one time I cucked a friend and his girlfriend.

A couple of years ago my girlfriend and I met a couple. They just started seeing each other and they were pretty chill, so we had some couple’s dinners over the course of a few months. We also chatted quite a bit when we didn’t see each other. I chatted both with him and her, separately.

It wasn’t long until she said me that she liked me, and we basically started flirting and even sexting. It was weird at first because as I said I was also friend with the guy. Soon enough, and quite unexpectedly, he told me that they’ve been fantasizing about me while having sex. She would tell him she wanted to suck my cock together and get fucked while he watched.

Of course, being the dominating man that I am, I loved this. After a while they asked my gf and I to go out to dinner again. Incidentally, my girlfriend had other plans, so I asked her if it was okay that I went by myself. It was.

I hypnotized my Mom and my teacher [INCEST]

Disclaimer: Contains strong mind control elements and filthy incest scenes (eventually leading up to steamy threesomes). This is chapter 1 of 8 of my series ‘Teacher’. Only chapter 1 and a tease of chapter 2 will be shown to the public. It’s a slow start, so sit back, relax, and enjoy the smut ;)

**Chapter 1**

There were two major reasons why I hated waking up.

First, I was taking the most boring diploma on the entire planet—Mathematics. Why hadn’t I taken computer science? Wasn’t that my passion in life? I guessed that I had thought math would interest me, since I already knew all there is about computers.

Besides, I was pretty decent at math.

Second, waking up at seven almost every morning was NOT fun. I could only wonder how people slave away in the typical nine-to-five job.

Why the hell had I taken this course, anyway? I wasn’t even fond of math. It was more of an ‘Eeny, meeny, miny, moe’ kind of decision.

There was one major pro to majoring in Mathematics though, and that was Karen Thompson, the lecturer of Calculus, and the most attractive teacher in the entire college.

My husband is cheating on me and I wanted revenge

I had known Margaret since our primary school days in Cardiff, Wales. We were fast friends. I was the quiet one, she was outgoing. She was the life of the party and it was no surprise when we lived together as roommates on campus, that she always had a boyfriend in her room.  It was also no surprise when she fell pregnant in our final year with Gary, one of her few boyfriends that I did not like. They married a week after graduation and their child was born four months later.

I had lost contact with Margaret over the years and was surprised to receive a message on Instagram from her saying that she had divorced Gary and was in London, could we meet?

She was free on Saturday night and we agreed to meet for drinks at the American Bar in the Savoy Hotel and then have dinner at The Grill.

My husband had agreed to take care of the kids somewhat reluctantly, as I had dumped the kids on him in the morning for four hours while I was at the beauty parlour.  The session had fortuitously been booked in preparation for the interview on Monday and besides a haircut, a mani and a Pedi, it painfully involved the removal of a great deal of body hair from everywhere.

Hypno Goddess: Primal Trance

[Part1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t66idk/femdom_browsing_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tgjja9/femdom_browsing_history_fulltime_dom/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tjqsqe/idol_induction_subtle_dom_mffemdomhypnosis/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uwjasg/hypno_mistress_testing_triggers/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Her foot kept gliding up and down my shaft, “please Goddess.” I sat naked beneath her desk watching her leg move up and down. Her skirt was open and her wet panties were gently pressed against the the lips of her pussy as I could make out the trace of her beautiful mound.

“Let’s see, what have you done for me today? I got a massage, you made me lunch, dinner is running a little bit late… do you think you have been good enough?”

“Please Goddess, I’ll do more tomorrow.”

“Hmm… well you have held it in for quite a while now.” The rushing dam was cracking and breaking. There was no way I could hold back anymore. Her foot gently slid up and down quicker. “You’ll do more for me tomorrow, you can cum as a reward for doing so well.”

“Aaaaah!” I yelped as ropes of cum splattered up on the underside of the desk. Ropes shot onto the shirt on her belly and more started to coat her legs. Her other foot came over to squeeze my dick between the sides of her feet. She continued moving up and down as the sensitivity became overwhelming.

[MF] Ecstasy – Part 3

About 15 or 20 minutes of listening to cars go by in the deafening silence I can hear her get out of bed. She comes in and sits on the floor next to me.  She doesn’t want to sleep alone tonight since it was a bit of an emotional evening.  I let her know that’s fine as long as we’re both wearing clothes as I want to respect my girlfriend.

It was pretty awkward at first and I faced away from her in that king sized bed watching the headlights of the cars go by in the distance.  I could feel the need of her body and the state of her mind bleed through the silence.

She started getting a little whiney and needy so I rolled over and started spooning her.  It didn’t take long for my hands to snake under her shirt and start exploring while she slithered herself onto me.  My hand finally settled on her chest and started outlining the scars she had from her plastic surgery.  She was becoming self-conscious of her body but kept opening up to me by pushing her hips back onto my cock.  The little shorts she had me wearing at her house were not helping me and I started grinding back into her.  She calmed down now and started a meditative grind on my body with her ass pushed out.  I switched my hands down to receive the invitation and groped her hips as I rubbed my cock up and down her ass.  Other than a little moan and a long sigh here and there we eventually both fell asleep spooning.

[MF] Ecstasy – Part 2

We hang out like this once or twice a week for the next six or seven weeks and I always spend the night.  I make sure it’s a weekday so I can see my girlfriend on weekends and Summer always makes sure we meet up at her place after work and yoga.  We got to learn a lot about each other over the weeks and we always touched on some of our intimate personal lives.  Whether that was how she was insecure about her nose, the healing relationship with her father, and that she was ready to be a mother now.

One of those Thursdays nights that feels more like a Friday night rolled around.  Summer has me come over after the gym as usual but this time she’s got a couple bottles of wine in the kitchen and the vibes more relaxed.  She had been drinking prior to me coming and was wearing some baggy shorts and a t-shirt.  I shower and put on my designated boy shorts like I do every time.

[MF] Ecstasy – Part 1

Summer and I met on Bumble three years ago and set up a date.  She scooted out of her white Mercedes in a black dress that was from a better time in her life, like high school. She’s half Colombian but her skin looked like it had been baked onto her body.  The tanning booth wasn’t the only shop she’d supported for her self-esteem.  

Both of us and our families worked in the same field, however, her family had broken through to affluence that could buy a private jet.  We did find some common ground in work.  

As it turns out she had been disowned from the family and cut off from their money.  Her lifestyle of putting white stuff up her nose and putting black things in her mouth was not appreciated by her father. She had two or three unpaid speeding tickets and was behind on her mortgage. I had never seen someone with such a toxic relationship with their father before. Her entire value to him hung on her beauty and money.
It was disgusting.

[mff] The Simplicity of Three: A couple provides a fulfilling outlet for a frustrated woman.

Maybe it was just the night. Maybe it was just the awesome night, filled with sweet breezes and the sound of the ocean. Maybe it was the spirit of escape, something she’d been feeling ever since she winged her way down from sodden London. She kicked one foot in the sand and stood admiring yet another gorgeous tropical sunset. For a brief moment she had a flash of memory of what she was escaping; the jam on the subway, the incessant crowds everywhere, the hecticness and formality. She smiled at a couple who walked past her on their beach. Why had she never been to the Seychelles before? Just the name itself was awesome.

Just the day before yesterday, she’d been her usual harried self, working her ass off at her graduate degree, trying to bring some conclusion to the long years of hard work. She’d felt frustrated, running uphill, not making any ground. So when the phone rang, she’d answered it gladly, a distraction. But it had been much more than that– her old friend Jack, with an invitation.

“Astrid, how are you?”

“God, Jack, is that you? How long has it been? More than a year?”

[MF] How my girlfriend cheated with me on her (ex) boyfriend

I met her online. At the time, she had a boyfriend – they’ve been together for a year. We started talking and flirting. Soon enough, we were openly sexting and we liked each other very much. However, we lived apart (about 6 hours drive) and with her boyfriend and all it was very hard to meet in person.

Every weekend she’d go to her boyfriend house and of course have sex with him and do stuff together. It sucked because I was alone at home thinking about him using her pretty holes.

However, after a couple of months I got my opportunity. He had to go on a work trip abroad for a couple of days, so we decided to meet halfway and spent a couple of days together. We had two days full of sex. Barely left our room.

She repeatedly told me I fucked her better than him. More than once he called her while we were in bed together. It was actually hot to hear her talk to him like nothing was going on, while she was in bed naked with me.

Mom Took Over [M/F]

I admit it. I always struggled to find a girlfriend. Damn it, I even struggled to get laid. Moron me just fucked things up. All the time. I never got any clues. I really struggled to keep an ordinary conversation up and running. Talking with girls, or women, was a next to impossible thing to do for me. When I was around 21, I had enough of my misery. And enough of being a virgin: I went to a prostitute for the first time. I fucked for the first time. And it worked. So I finally found a way to relieve my sexual urges.

But I was living in a small town. No, not at home anymore, I had my own place, but I still was living in my hometown where everyone knew everyone. So it didn’t took long until people began to talk. They gossiped behind my back about me frequently visiting sex workers. I knew about it, but I just didn’t care about. I just don’t gave a fuck about them talking. Until the day my own mom approached me and wanted to ask me about what I was doing.