One Of Us [MF] [fantasy] [long] [plot] [rituals] [gentle mdom] [passionate] [wholesome as fuck]

*This is a standalone story with recurring characters. You can find other ones featuring these guys [in my profile]( https://www.reddit.com/user/cresserelle/comments/gxvp4t/list_of_stupid_stuff_i_wrote/).*

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It was near sunset. Though it’s been drizzling throughout the day, and clouds still rolled heavy through the sky, it was warm; typical fickle Kontarian summer. The weather would definitely not deter the festival bonfires, which were now starting all throughout the Ritual Field.

One went up by the forest wall, where some three dozen people were already gathered. A young man named Aerin sat on a wooden log and watched the wind foam the tall grass. It was strange that life was carrying on as usual. So much had happened over the past few months, so much had changed.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and sat down by his side. It was his friend Moyna, and her crooked smile.

“Watchya thinking about?” she asked.

“Stuff,” he replied.

“Where’s Gabrielle?”

Aerin smiled. “She’s with Haedde, getting ready.”

“Excited about the ritual, is she?”

“Kind of stressed, but that only makes her put on a brave face.” His smile grew dreamy. “You know what a dork she can be.”

A rough day [FM]

This is about what I want right now in my basest of emotions.
I’m at home. You’ve had a very rough day. I see in your eyes you need to be taken care of and I will happily oblige. I take your things and put them away. I offer whatever I can do to make you feel better. The world has taken so much from you today. What can I give back? You give me a wry smile. It’s fucking on.

I push you against the wall as your mouth accepts mine. I feel your hips push into me. You’re trying to get my shirt off, but there’s no time. I take your hands and pin them above you. The kissing is deeper now as my cock gets harder. My hips are now thrusting into yours. No cliche slight moans from you. You like it and Want me to know loudly. I let your hands go for a second and you slap me in the face. This just gets me hotter. The urgency of your needs do not escape me and neither does the sweet sting of your slap.

Waste/Want 2 [monster] [incubus] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [no sex in this chapter] [ongoing story] [story chapter] [M/F]

*For the first part of this story, please* [look here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/c8buv0/content_masterpost/)

Sora woke in a vast four poster bed among an ocean of silk and pillows. With no way to know what time it was, she only sank deeper into the sheets, hiding from the outside world, from everyone else, from the events of the previous night. She felt loose and warm, her body aching in that pleasurable well-worked way usually following a day of hard but satisfying labour. Under the sheets, protected from the cool air in a cocoon, she ran her fingers over her naked body, touching her breasts, her legs, her sex. Nothing seemed to have changed. The incubus, Waste – or Want – had left no marks on her, no indication that he had rendered her forever different. The only difference was her knowing; a small, burning secret in her core.

Blame It On The Mistletoe [M/F, F/F, Incest] – A suburban family has some fun on Christmas morning

It was Christmas morning and, like so many other families all around the world, the Ferguson’s had risen early to meet it.

Still dressed in her bathrobe and carrying a steaming mug of coffee, Polly made her way slowly through the house as she tried to shake loose the cobwebs. Why was it that the older one got, the earlier morning seemed to come? She chose to take the long way around her suburban home to give herself as much time as possible to wake up, but still managed to reach the front room well before she was ready for it.

As she passed through the archway, the first thing that caught her eye was naturally the beautiful, if artificial, snow white tree with all of it’s gleaming and flashing lights and skillfully arranged decorations standing amid a pool of gaudily wrapped packages. This was to be expected however as this spectacle had been purposely set up where it could dominate the room.

However, the second thing she saw as she entered this room brought her to an immediate halt.

A sleepover none of us bargained for [ffff]

We are all settled in for the night, at our impromptu sleepover. It feels like we are back in high school, all camped out in the lounge room. We even have the scary movies playing and the snacks ready to be eaten.

Stacey is up on the couch, spread out across the whole thing under a doona, Laura is on one of the recliners next to her, and Sarah and I are sharing a mattress on the floor. We’ve all gotten ourselves positioned and I hit play on the DVD, the movie has started.

About half an hour into the movie Sarah slightly moves back towards me and pulls my arm over her side, so we are spooning.

“I fucking hate scary movies” she says “Cuddle me so I don’t freak out”. 

I laugh a little thinking she is being a wuss, but move in behind her and wrap my arm over her waist. As the movie goes on, I can feel her jumping and grabbing my hand harder each time. Every time a scary part appears on screen she ducks her head down so she doesn’t have to watch, and each time she does this she moves our joined hands up a bit, until they are resting just below her chest. Each time she takes a breath, our hands ever so lightly graze the underside of her breasts. 

[FM] But I’m married – The Meal Pt4

I woke quite early, unfortunately in our passion last night I hadn’t closed the blinds so at 8am sunrise the light flooded into our bedroom which always wakes me, Eve and hubby were both fast asleep, I slid down the bed not to disturb them and stood there looking back, to see the both of them naked on either side of the bed was quite strange, I could climb on either one of them and have them right now if I wanted….just don’t ask me which one I’d choose

I grabbed my dressing gown and and left the bedroom, went downstairs, opened the back door for the dog to go out the garden and then switched the coffee machine on, a few minutes later I buttered myself a croissant and filled my coffee mug, and sat at the breakfast bar, it was quite nice to have that time to myself, I heard movement upstairs, a toilet flushing so expected someone else to come down soon, as both of them drank their coffee black I poured another coffee for whoever wanted it but no one came downstairs, i sat there on my phone, reading FB, looking on Reddit but no one came downstairs, it was probably about 20mins before I thought I’d maybe go and see who was awake, I grabbed a fresh coffee and headed upstairs, I could hear sounds from the bedroom and I opened the door

I wasn’t the only one hoping for sex. [MF]

This is another story that happened a few years ago. Back in the winter during uni I ended up going out with this girl who had some mutual friends. We kind of skipped the awkward date stuff and went straight to hanging out at each other’s places.

This night in particular we both had late classes and ended up meeting at my place for a movie, definitely not a good one either. Always a good sign when you put on a movie that nobody will pay attention to.

As we settle in to “watch” the movie, both of us were relatively cautious with our actions. Not wanting to come off as too forward we both try to be proper, it was only the second date after all.

Boy was I wrong. I started with a simple enough move, sliding my hand over top of her leg as we get comfy in bed, still fully clothed. Almost the moment my hand grazes her thigh she turns, looks me in the eye for what felt like an eternity, and leans in for a kiss.

The time I [M] went to the local adult club with my gf [F] at the time and her friend [F] [Group]

Apologies for the long post. I’ve been wanting to write this one for a while. Definitely the most intense experience I’ve ever had. Background ends at the second line. Fun stuff starts at the third line if you want to start there.

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So some background context to start off:

I (24 at the time) had been seeing this girl Cara (24) for a few months now. We had the craziest sex life, I definitely hit lottery when I hooked up with her for the first time. She was this 5’4 fit girl with dirty blonde hair and a body to die for. She wore two tattoos on herself and was half Lithuanian and half Canadian. Bomb. I’m not too shabby myself, well tanned, standing over 6 ft and a pretty decent body due to my regular basketball and marathon running obsession. We met on a clubbing night out with mutual friends and hit it off immediately. We started hooking up that night and to my great pleasure I found out a couple of weeks in that she was the more kinky one out of the two of us.

The Rabbit Hole Part 6 [FF] [FFm] [Orgy] [Free Use] [Mind Control] [BDSM]

**Chapter 6: Pain**

**** Warning: This chapter has disturbing and cruel images in it. If you want something purely erotic, skip everything in italics. For Penny’s sake, this story must be told, but the parts in italics are not meant to arouse you. ****

**Penny**

Present Day

“Would you like your messages?” asked Harold as Penny stormed past him. He didn’t know where she went. She wouldn’t tell him.

“Only from Joanna.”

“Her reports are in your office.”

“Thank you, Harold.”

Penny didn’t stop, and Harold didn’t follow. She had a lot of work to catch up, but more importantly she had to reach out to Nadia. She was ready now. Nadia wouldn’t resist her. No one could resist her anymore. She had proved that.

Her office was clean. She half wondered if there would be some sign of Nadia still lingering after the abrupt end to their last conversation. Maybe Nadia left something behind? There was a tinge of disappointment to seeing her office bare. It was as she preferred it, but something was off now.

Their One-Year Anniversary [MF] [Cuckold] [Dubcon] [Implied Mind Control]

Q: How do you get ruin a girl’s one-year anniversary?

A: By filming a video of her begging to slobber on your thick cock, followed by ten minutes of actual cock-slobbering and another ten of cock-riding, before you shoot your load into her fertile pussy… while her boyfriend waits obediently for her in the fancy restaurant he brought her to celebrate in!

Oh wait – that’s not how you ruin the girl’s one-year anniversary. That’s how you make it better. It’s how you ruin the **guy’s** one-year anniversary. After all, *she* was left moaning in an orgasmic bliss and begging for more. And even for him, well – he was left with a nice present.

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It was their one-year anniversary, and Eddie & Alison couldn’t be happier together. They were one of **those** couples – you know, the ones that fall in love at first sight when their eyes beheld each other at college, who are almost unbearably mushy and clingy, but are also unfairly attractive. They were the kind of match that just **fit**, the kind of compatibility that seems to belong only to the realm of attractive people. And they were the envy (and the target of silent resent) of most of their friends.