Update 1 – [M] 19 [F] 32 Does she want me or is it all my imagination

Update  – Does she want me or is it all my imagination M19 F32
[ Update – Since couple of guys asked me too]
I don’t have any new developments to share but I can share certain things from the day she moved into my room, (March 10) Just before the lockdown and all

On the first day she arrived .. She was still planning on renting a new place like a PG(Paying Guest) kind of thing. My mom was still trying to convince her to stay with us. Atleast for year or so (her husband was still managing a lot of things so he needed
some time to manage all that stuff). But she was reluctant to stay with us, my mom also kind of started to stop convincing her. But now and then I would put a thought on my mother’s mind on how she could help me with my studies, and even though I never touched my books before a day of my exam, I would pretend to ask doubts from my cousin in front my mom.

[M] 19 [F] 32 Does she want me or is it all my imagination

Does she want me or is it all my imaginations (Me M19 Her F32)

This is my first time writing such thing on social media. And my previous post, people suggested me write in paragraphs and improve my grammar skills… So this the best I could do… Please ignore the shortcomings

So, I have been having this feeling for years and wanting to share this and get an opinion from someone. But I thought it would be a very awkward and taboo conversation, so I am posting it on reddit.

So it’s about my cousin sister (Around 10 years older than me). All my life she’s been very friendly with me, you know the usual stuff…. Kisses, hugs, cuddles you know, kind of love a kid gets from everyone(She used to have a pet name for me in our regional language which loosely translates to my Lover or My King).

Since my childhood, she’s one my favourite person because she showered me with love and chocolates. I kind of grew very fond of her. From the beginning I always had a big crush on her and admired  pretty much everything about her.

The Estate [2/2] (MMF)(Cuckold)(FF)(F)(FM)(Cuckquean)(FemDom)

[[1/2]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gr6jmw/first_submission_here_the_estate_12_its_a_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Chapter Eight

My stomach quickly felt hollow and started to fill with butterflies as I felt Katarina’s feminine weight pressing down. Goosebumps became evident on my bare arms as Katarina extended them up to the headboard.

“Here are the anchor points” Katarina said. The butterflies folded their wings.

“Pay attention to how I tie this.” Katarina recovered 1/4 inch black nylon rope which was anchored to the corner of the headboard. She carefully bound my left wrist with what she called an “inline single column tie.” Katarina repeated the knotting process several times before she said “now your turn.”

We switched positions. I was now straddling my instructor. I felt her slim toned abdomen between my thighs. For the first time, I noticed her small breasts. In all, she had the body of a dancer.

Katarina was incredibly patient laying beneath me. She must have coached me through forty attempts before we switched to her right arm.

“Ok I think you got it.” “Do you feel comfortable?”

I replied “yes” and shifted my weight off her chest and onto my butt.

The Estate: Part III C – The Cottage Concluded [MF][FF][Cuckquean][FemDom][Cum]

Kindly leave comments and suggestions. I am always looking to improve/ incorporate your ideas.

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/goy94e/the_parlor_fmm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gp42hi/the_parlor_part_ii_interlude/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three A](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpls57/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_mfff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three B](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gqqh3w/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_continued/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Chapter 11

“Walk away and you will never be liberated.” Katarina said as she calmly closed with me in the courtyard.

“Liberated?” I replied sharply. “You know what I saw when I opened that door?” … “a marionette.” “I didn’t come here to trade one master for another.”

“Look” Katarina explained. “This was necessary. You think a blowjob will absolve you of your guilt? He is holding you back. The fact that you even felt remorse for the other evening shows you are not ready for this lifestyle. Trust me on this.”

The leash tightened. “Who is she.” I inquired.

Katarina explained that she stumbled upon Jessica a few months before she met me. She had come across a Reddit post where the 25 year old confessed that she had not had sex since she was 18 and was looking for guidance.

At 19, Jessica had been nearly raped while a freshman in college. Though she fought off her attacker, she fortified herself for years and struggled with intimacy as a result.

On orders to get used [MF] [First Person]

My husband was almost done with his work, fumbling around with his computer as I glanced at him from my spot on the couch. He was an architect, tall, smart and funny, and didn’t have a dominant bone in his body.

Looking down at my phone, I reread the task I’d been given to commit it to memory. I couldn’t fail. I wouldn’t. Even if he seemed reluctant or tried to give me an excuse, I wouldn’t let him. I had to make him fuck me just like I’d been ordered to.

I let out a breath and closed my eyes, thinking about Him instead. I pictured his dark eyes staring me down as his lips moved with ease, calmly telling me to get myself used hard for his pleasure. I imagined him leaning down, his beard tickling my cheek and then my ear as he whispered: “Be a good little slut for me, Isabel. Make him fuck you and pretend it’s me, have him pound you hard on all fours so you can’t see his face. Because it won’t be him fucking you tonight, it’ll be me filling your cunt to the brim with my cum, it’ll be my seed dripping down your thighs when you’re done.”

The Hole saga, finale, Everyone drinks together [MF] [FF] [MFF]

Part three: https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gpahju/the_hole_saga_episode_3_mounting_tensions_with/

Past few days have been interesting. Anna and I had crossed a line with her sucking my cock, even briefly. But she was regularly sleeping with Katie now. Rebecca was also spending almost every night with me. Katie made jokes about Anna and I being Eskimo siblings.

I liked that Katie didn’t know how dominant I was over Rebecca, and that I had a similar hold over her fuckbuddy Anna. She and Anna were having some wild sex, so it didn’t surprise me that Anna was spending less and less time in the crazy psychosexual entanglement with me and Rebecca. But I didn’t want her to slip from my grasp.

One evening when we were all having a couple of drinks together, Katuehad a bit too much and started talking about how how Rebecca is and how lucky I am to get to fuck her. And a plan was formed.

“Oh yeah. Her ass is incredible. But you should see what she can do with her tongue.”

“Gross Mark!” My sister punched me playfully.

“No really, you should see.”

Consensual non consent [MF]

My birthday party was on a saturday night. I was going to dinner with friends then hitting a few bars. The guy, Stephen, would come and pick me up whenever I said I was ready.
I had a fun night out and I kept getting wet whenever I thought about what was to come. Around 1 am when only about 4 friends were left I texted Stephen and left the bar I was at. I went and stood on a side street and waited for his car to pull up.
He parked right in front of me my heart started racing. I got in the car and looked at him, this was the first time we’d met. Stephen was taller than me, maybe six feet. He had long, waist length, wavy blonde hair. He looked a bit like a surfer, a bit like a metalhead, but well groomed. He told me he liked my outfit, a shimmery silver skirt and see through black top, and started the car.
As we drove off I had a fleeting thought that I was in a car with a complete stranger, and he could take me anywhere or do anything, and no one knew where I was. That thought didn’t last long though because as soon as we were on the road his hands were all over me.
He put his hand on my knee and slowly slid it down my thigh, then spread my legs wide apart. He started rubbing my pussy through my stockings. I looked out of the window, and bit my lip to stifle a moan. Being a slut of course I was into it, but I had to pretend like I was reluctant, that was the whole point.
We stopped at some traffic lights and he undid the fly on his jeans. His cock sprung free, he was about seven inches, and I could tell he was rock hard. I had slunk down in my seat and was pressed up against the window, as far away from him as I could get. He grabbed my face, looked me in the eyes and said “Get your lips around my cock NOW”.
I love this sort of treatment, so I was just getting more and more turned on. I leaned over and grabbed his cock. I licked from the base to the tip, I was going to tease him a little bit but he grabbed a fist of my hair and forced himself down my throat. I like giving blow jobs, and I’m quite good at deep throating, so this was okay but there was still a lot of choking. He took his hands off me to continue driving so I kept sucking him at my own pace. He started moaning and I wondered if anyone could see into the car and spy what we were doing.
He asked me if I knew anywhere secluded we could drive to. I suggested my university because it has virtually no security and huge rambling grounds. It’s right on the edge of the city so we got there in a few minutes. I sat up whilst we looked for a suitable spot. He pulled into an empty parking lot. There were a few streetlamps around so there was quite a bit of light in the car.
He pulled me towards him and tried to kiss me, I turned my face away and tried to fight him off. He slapped me in the face and roughly grabbed my breasts through my shirt. He pulled my skirt up and pushed my underwear to the side. Suddenly his fingers were inside me. I was dripping wet and ready for him. I kept trying to push him away, but it felt so good. Soon I had four of his fingers inside me. He was finger fucking me hard, and hitting my g spot, and it just made me melt.
He told me to get into the back of the car and I obeyed, as quickly as I could. With us both on the backseat he started pulling my clothes off. He slid my underwear down, then undid my bra and started dragging his teeth across my nipples. I love rough nipple play and, more than anything else, it makes me want to be fucked immediately.
He pushed me down onto the seat, my skirt was up around my waist, my top was off. He propped one of my legs over the top of the seat leaving me open and exposed. I was still wearing my boots. Then he was inside me, his hands around my neck choking me whilst fucking me hard. He felt so good filling me up, he started slapping my face and I was in heaven. I couldn’t stop moaning and I felt like I was drifting outside of my body.
He pulled out and re positioned me by dragging me by my hair. He told me to open my mouth and then he was cumming on my face. It was warm and dripped down onto my tits. He started wiping up his cum then stuck his fingers in my mouth, I sucked them clean like a good girl.

After Class [W][m][f][huml][reluc]

Neither Adam nor I had any idea what would happen to us in the next half hour as we sat at our desks in the empty classroom.

Mrs. Werner had left us together alone in the room. She had to get something, she said.

I knew we were in trouble. She caught me peeking at Kyle’s test.

Kyle sat at his desk, bouncing his leg. He looked nervous. I was nervous.

The door opened and Mrs. Werner stepped inside. “Of course you two…this means that I will have report this and you will be suspended. You will fail this course, and you will be placed on academic probation.” My heart dropped. I wanted to beg, but held my tongue. This couldn’t be happening. This was a nightmare. I desperately wished I hadn’t tried to cheat, but I was barely holding onto a C.

I looked over at Kyle, to my surprise he had tears in his eyes like he was about to cry. He sat there, fidgeting. Finally he asked quietly if he could use the restroom.

Made into a Cheap Whore — I had to fuck low class guys because I made a deal. [FMM]

I met this guy online named Asher, he appeared to be very classy and soon after chatting for 2 months we decided to meet to try out some of his fantasies. I had the impression it would be adventurous because he seemed very into public sex and that was something I wanted as well.

The day of the meeting arrived and I was given specific instruction how to dress and do my makeup. I was instructed by Ash to wear a bright red tube dress which is tight and super short. To be specific Ash told me if I bend he wants to see my ass and the dress must make my huge breast look like it is going to pop out of the dress. I kind of liked the way he thought and his fantasies so I found a dress to his exact specifics and wore it with a 7 inch red heels.

The Quest Part 3[femdom][pain][torture][bdsm]

The room was dark when Dane awoke. He blinked hard to adjust to the dim lighting, but he couldn’t seem to push away the fogginess that clouded his vision. The journey home had been relieving but difficult for the abused adventurer. It was a long trek to civilization through a rough and dangerous jungle, and every noise or slight movement that they encountered on their journey made him jump in fear. He had been beyond exhausted after his terrible ordeal, and his travel companions had been the ones to contribute to that abuse. During the days of painful travel through the jungle, he wondered if he could truly trust these two women that had raped him so mercilessly in that cave. He knew that they had been possessed by the tribe of monsters that had captured him, he had seen the green glow in their eyes, and witnessed their transformation back into the guilty human personalities that felt guilt and shame for what they had done to him. The knowledge that they had not been acting on their own desires was not much comfort to the tortured traveller, and every time one of the women reached out or touched him to help him on their trek, he flinched and felt ill imagining how they touched him in the caves.