Mistress goes out for the evening. [Sub/Dom] [BDSM] [Tease] [MF] [CE]

It must’ve been around 2 am when she finally came home. I woke with a jolt when I heard the familiar sound of her front door slamming shut. My arms shot up as I tried to stand, only to be pulled back toward the bed again. I had forgotten how I fell asleep. Four separate ropes were secured to the corners of our bed frame, each entrapping different limbs provided by me. The tv was still looping a playlist comprised of hardcore porn of Sierra’s choosing.

Hours before, the ever sadistic Sierra had decided I deserved to be teased relentlessly. Tying me up was a normal occurrence, sure, but she really outdid herself tonight. I walked into her apartment to find her sitting on the couch. She stood and walked to the door to greet me. Sierra walked halfway to me, then, before I could say anything, opened and dropped her robe. My jaw beat the robe to the floor. Sierra stood confidently in front of me, swaying back and forth in place to show her curves off to me. Her black lace bra was skin tight on her breasts, and she had black panties that hugged her hips to match. Sierra had such beautiful legs, and she could really show them off in her black thigh highs, and of course, she needed a garter belt to match those, too. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

How I messed up the ending of my first threesome (in high school) [MFF]

This is a story about how I fucked up my first threesome. It was the high school senior class play wrap party (all participants were 18). My family owned a hunting cabin deep in the Poconos woods, about two miles back behind our home off a single lane road, that we rented to New Yorkers during hunting season, so the party (like many others in high school) was in the empty cabin.

This takes place in 1975. I’d been in all four class plays during my high school career. I don’t know if it was like this elsewhere, but with all four there was always a lot of random making out during rehearsal breaks. Girls with steady boyfriends not in the play would just start pawing and kissing me, or someone else. There was no intercourse or oral, but a LOT of petting and under clothes grouping, finger blasting, and the like. This could happen four or five times a night, with different pairings.

It was always confusing for me. Five or ten minutes of lust and then, when rehearsal ended, it’s like it never happened.

Our Hottest Sex Yet [MF]

I had the most amazing sex today and I wanted to share it with you all, to get you alternately wet and hard, as appropriate. I hope you enjoy!

It started early in the morning. I was horny and she had gone back to the office to work. A lunchtime quickie was no longer an option. I made the mistake of telling her and she was quick to make it worse…

[https://imgur.com/a/n9ZZgCj](https://imgur.com/a/n9ZZgCj)

By the time she was ready to come home, I had worked myself into a frenzy. I was so hard, I was aching. She wouldn’t let me take her the moment she walked in the door though. She wanted a bath waiting for her.

I made sure that it was as hot and ready as I was, but as distracted as I was, I neglected to have her glass of wine waiting and candles burning… (IDIOT!)

I rectified my mistake and she relaxed into the hot water. All I could do was wait. And wait. I nearly went mad while she soaked out the cares of the day.

How Diane uses her vibrator [F18][College][Masturbation]

“For the seniors… this is the last dance… You may never compete again. You’ll have your whole lives to remember what you did during your career as an athlete… so make it count… don’t hold back… when you cross that line, I want your tank to read empty… I’m so proud of all of you… when you put in the kind of work that you all did over these last few months… Hell, over these last few years… your whole young athletic careers have been leading up to this race. So, honor yourself by taking every moment of agony… every sacrifice… every time you didn’t take the easy way out… all of your love… all of your strength… all of your grit… empty that tank!”

Half the girls standing in a circle around the coach had tears in their eyes while the rest were steely focused. Diane bounced in the cold air to keep warm. Like many of the girls, she wasn’t wearing the university logo shorts of her uniform, only jet-black leggings. It seemed all the girls had arrived at the same conclusion after trying on the dainty shorts on top of their slick tights and noticing how the billowing material of the shorts created a diaper effect and the look was anything but flattering. After some trial and error, Diane was had settled on her favorite brand, Rabbit, High and Mighty, which she wore over her Marmot thong that looked completely seamless. There was no need to use ones imagination in order to speculate what Diane looked like naked from the waist down in those jet black tights.

What’s Your Favorite Number? [MF][Oral Sex]

I ache for you.

My soul cries out for a glimpse of you. A touch. A whisper.

I ache to to feel your fingers on my skin, teasing me, making me feel alive as only you can do. Pinching my nipples until they ache as well. Heavy with lust and begging to be kissed and sucked. Crying out with pleasure as you give in to my unconscious wish.

I need to be in your lap, with my skirt pushed up around my hips, my pussy already wet and my scent making your cock rise. Your strong hands sliding up my thighs as you ponder how you might punish me for “forgetting” to wear my panties today.

I ache to feel your skin against mine. Pressed together in a kiss of lust, frantic animalistic desire. Hands pulling, squeezing, fondling. Needing to FUCK. Ripping our clothes off in our haste to taste, to feel, to pleasure.

It’s all I can do not to slide onto your cock the moment I see it. So thick, so hard. So ready for my lust. The thought of it pushed deep inside me makes my cunt honey coat my slit. Instead I sink to my knees with a loud moan. Intent on worshipping your cock with my mouth.

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The Night Clerk – Part 3 [MF] [travel] [hotel] [clerk]

About three months had passed since our last time together. Rita and I kept in touch via text primarily and the occasional phone call during those three months. We joked and teased each other and sometimes got quite flirty, all in good fun. I was finally going to be in Rita’s city again soon and we both looked forward to the opportunity to spend some time together.

My visit to the city would be a short one…flying in late on a Tuesday night and flying back out on Wednesday evening. My meetings were going to be on Wednesday afternoon, so the only time I could meet with Rita was Wednesday morning after she got off work. She agreed to meet me then and arranged for a friend to watch her daughter for a few hours that morning.

Our text conversations had covered a multitude of topics and generally gave us a chance to get to know one another better and be more comfortable with each other. Rita became more open and chatty since the last time we met, which, at times, made for long and engaging exchanges. She was pretty open to talk about anything and didn’t shy away from standing firm on her beliefs and making it known that she couldn’t be convinced otherwise. The more we wrote to each other, the more I discovered that by no means was she a shy, submissive woman. She was smart, strong and was not an easy pushover.

The Trade [MF][Dom/Reluctant Sub] Part 2

All characters are 18+. Please **comment** for a **part 3**. I won’t write/post more if no one wants to read it. Thanks!

**P.S.** the bold and italicized text is someone, usually almost exclusively, Kate’s thoughts. Let me know if the story is readable or if more spacing or formatting would help.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkj82a/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Kate**: *F23. Main female of the story. 5’5″, b cup, slender, perfect ass. Feisty, irritable, playful at times, defensive, sexy, vanilla with subpar past sexual partners. Jen’s slightly older sister.*

**Jack**: *M25. Main male of the story. 6’0″, athletic, womanizer-type, suave, confident, amazing lover*

**Jen**: *F22. Kate’s younger sister. 5’6″, c cup, slender, not as good as Kate’s ass. Typical, slutty, yet romanticizes too much.*

**Setting**: *Kate’s apartment*

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Buddy’s Sister Wants a Harder Workout [MF]

I had been out drinking with Jim the night before but, since I was home on break from college, I didn’t have to get up and go to work. Unfortunately for Jim, he did, so I wasn’t surprised to wake up alone in his room. My head wasn’t feeling too bad, but I was parched, so I headed down to the kitchen. I could hear the aerobics instructor on the TV as I entered the kitchen and glanced into the family room as I opened the refrigerator. I froze in my tracks as I spotted Donna’s ass aimed directly at me. Donna was Jim’s sister, about 6 or 8 years older than us. I hadn’t seen her in a while, but she’d obviously been doing a lot of aerobics since I’d been away at college.

I managed to grab a bottle of water without taking my eyes off of her, then closed the fridge and moved to the doorway. Her ass looked amazing and was barely covered by the bottom piece of her aerobics outfit, the top half of which looked to be made up of a tube top and something like suspenders. Remember those stylish outfits? Thank you, Jane Fonda!

I teach a virgin how to have sex before taking his virginity [F]

When I was 18, I was going through one of the harder breakups I have had. I spent a lot of time with a good guy friend of mine that had told me he was interested in me, but I had two reasons for being leery about starting a relationship with him. First, I was still pretty hung up about my breakup with my ex. I did not want to continue the relationship and I knew it had run its course; I just was hurting still. The second part was that he was a virgin and he had told me he was worried about not being “good enough” and I was worried that would create an issue with us.

So, I asked him if he would like to “learn” what to do just as friends. He agreed and several times a week, I would go to his house and show him what to do with me in an escalating fashion. We started simple and worked our way up to doing everything except sex itself. It was simple in the beginning with just kissing and light touching, and we worked our way up to oral sex. I don’t know that it was necessary to show him what he needed to do when I gave him blow jobs, but it seemed like the thing to do at the time.