Tag: Straight

[MF] One of our sessions, he took off from work.

Warning: This is long, but worth it! I wrote this as an assignment from my Dom, he liked me putting in writing different sessions we had, also I took out a few questionable things (watersports) we did. That was the reason for the blanket.

Includes BDSM, degradation, pain, creampie, rimming

He’d told me he wanted me nude, in a submissive kneel, with a blanket protecting the carpet from any of our play. He also wanted me to be freshly showered, a plug in my ass, and my hair in a braid in preparation. I was so looking forward to him coming in that door! He’d promised me a treat if I pleased him, so I tried to keep my head in a submissive, yet alert space. Read more »

Cream & Coco, Chapter 2 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/izbppr/cream_coco_chapter_1_fm_incest_motherson/)

My son looked down at me with an adoring gaze. He was between my legs, and I pulled him closer. So this was sex. Nothing like my first time. Yet I couldn’t really make sense of what I was feeling. All I knew was that I was happy.

“Mom,” Drew gasped.

I giggled. “Don’t, baby. Call me Coco.”

He nibbled his lip then grinned. “Okay, Coco.” He started kissing my neck as he moved, making me moan and clutch his back as he crooned. “Coco. Coco! Earth to Coco! Hey, Coco!”

I started, snapping back to reality. I looked up at my colleague, who was leaning on the top of the cubicle wall. She had an eyebrow arched, staring at me impatiently. I groaned into my hands. Just what were these dreams? They had simply come unbidden out of nowhere.

“Sorry, Jazz. What were you saying?”

“Girl, what’s wrong with you? You been acting a fool all morning, and now you’re spacing out after lunch. You got that report ready for Leon yet?” Read more »

I betrayed my roommate [MF]

Real stories from a real Wisconsin Couple. This one is from Him.

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When I was 20, I lived in a two-bedroom apartment with another guy. We were pretty good friends and he had a girlfriend who always had been a little flirty with me. She was reasonably good looking with blonde hair and weighed maybe 135 pounds. She was probably a c-cup and had a nice body.

One weekend, my roommate was gone. He was in the Air Force Reserves and had to leave for drill. For some reason, though I can’t remember why, his girlfriend stayed in his room that weekend.

On Saturday night, I didn’t have any plans. She was around the apartment and we started drinking together. Eventually we became a little drunk. Somehow, we got on the topic of porn. She told me that my roommate bought her a vibrator recently and even showed it to me. She then suggested we could watch porn together, “but couldn’t touch.”

I remember having some old porn DVD that I grabbed from my room and played in the living room. We both sat on the couch, awkwardly watching. Within a few minutes, she slid her pants and shirt off, leaving on her underwear and bra. Soon, I was staring more at her body then the porn, and she was completely aware. Read more »

A Mothers Work is Never Done! Chapter One

“GLURK GLURK HURK-Ahhh!” The loud wet suction noises followed by a deep breath for air filled the room. Margery gasped for breath, and brushed a strand of light brunette hair to the side. Her short cut hair was seldom in the way, but when things got hectic and she worked up a sweat she missed when it was long enough to put into a proper bun.

“Come on Mom, I’m so close!” Her son’s voice had that whining tone that both annoyed and oddly endeared her. He’d always been a momma’s boy, and even now he relied on her for so much. But it wasn’t his fault that the only woman that could take care of his needs was his own mother. She smiled up at her son, her red lipstick smeared around her mouth but somehow not managing to make a dent in the mother love of her smile as she looked past her son’s massive cock and met his eyes. Read more »

I (f22) can celebrate getting fucked again [MF]

So it’s been several months since I had sex, due to corona virus lockdown and finally now that restrictions have been lifted I was able to get some.

This happened a few days ago on a friday night. So at about 11pm I got a text from an old one night stand from about a year ago. His name was Liam. We kept in touch on social media and he had in the past tired to booty call me again and sent a few unsolicited dick pictures, but we were just never both available to hook up at the same time.

So he texted me and there was some small talk about how we had both been doing during quarantine and eventually he suggested I come over so we could hook up.

So I got up, shaved my legs and trimmed my pussy hair so it was cute, put on some matching underwear and drove round to his house.

I was so exited when I saw him. Liam is about 6ft 4, with dark curly hair and nice jaw/cheek bones. Just a very classic tall, dark and handsome. Read more »

A Mentor [Part 2] [MMF]

Once we were back in the car and rolling again I pointed out to Jayne that I thought she had a new admirer. She laughed a little but insisted she was sure he was just a nice older man. I’m not sure if it was her innocence or what had just happened but my dick was rigid in my pants. Had it been that way since that man had been hugging her? The rest of the trip was uneventful and soon we were in Kansas.

I’d only had a day to help unpack before I had to report to my first day at work. The boss was not what I expected. He sat behind his dirty desk inside his “office” which was basically half of a single wide trailer, taking long drags off of a Pall Mall. Barely taking the time to greet me he slid some paperwork to me and told me I’d be with Tom today. Before I could ask where I’d find Tom his phone was ringing and he was waving me out the door. Read more »

Converting The Feminist Ch5 [mf][bondage][gag][anal]

Four days had passed since I chose to stay with Blake. Things were getting better, thus weakening my resolve. Blake still did things both childish and made me think he was an asshole. Every day, I got progressively more freedoms. The first day after Tyler visited, I woke up uncuffed. Originally, I thought Blake simply forgot. It wasn’t until the next day that I started to suspect he would not have me cuffed to the bed every day.

Blake didn’t give me complete freedom. Every day, I woke up locked in the same room. Sometimes, Blake would sleep the night with me. He let me out of my cell every day, but only when I could be kept close. Dresses, blouses with skirts, heels, heavy makeup; I had become the stereotypical poster girl of femininity.

Sexually, Blake was amazing and devilishly evil. When he fucked me, it was wonderful. It was never just sex. If I said or forgot to say something he didn’t approve of, I was quickly gagged. Ball gags, tape over my lips, cloth shoved in my mouth, ring gags; I never wore the same gag twice in a row. Read more »

Cock teaser goes beyond Part 01

Roberta Hodson strolled through the doors of “Rocky’s Rocking Roadhouse” and surveyed the scene. It was a good crowd, and she started sizing up her potential targets. She saw a hot looking blonde guy over by the bar, umm, he looked like he’d be a lot of fun. She watched for a few minutes, just to make sure he didn’t have a date to mess up her plans.

Roberta was 40, and her husband Greg was the same age. Greg was a cardiothoracic surgeon, and Roberta was a real estate agent. They’d been married for 15 years, and they’d found a great way to spice up their marriage. Roberta loved to tease, and Greg found it to be a turn-on to watch her tease well built, hot young studs. They’d found Rocky’s to be a great place to find hot young studs, and they were in there 3 to 4 times a week. She loved to get close to them, watch the hard, horny bulges developing. She’d pull them onto the dance floor, and grind against them, feeling their cocks stiffen even more. When he suggested they leave, she’d excuse herself to go to the bathroom. Then, after ducking into the bathroom, she’d sneak out of the bathroom, and slip out the back exit that was just down the hall, and her husband would be waiting in the parking lot. On the drive home, all Roberta could think about was the young stud with the hard cock, how she’d teased him, and left him with a pair of aching balls. When they got home, she be like a wildcat, all she could think about were the hard cocks and the aching balls she’d left in her wake, they’d fuck and suck wildly, marathon sessions that lasted until they finally collapsed, sated for the time being. Read more »

Hannah’s Bimbo Space – Part 2

Sarah was next, confessing that she was a ‘slut’ who had been made to ‘beg for cock’ on more than one occasion.

“Why do you beg for cock?” asked Jackie.

“Because I get desperate,” replied Sarah, her voice quiet and powerless.

Everything the girls were saying was true. The text messages had been sent. Rachael and Sarah had demeaned themselves when horny, and Hannah did desperately hope that she had pleased Jake when he had last trained her.

“What a desperate little girl you are,” remarked Jackie.

“Yes I am,” replied Sarah.

Jackie looked at her for a few seconds before giving a satisfied nod and ushering her to her chair.

“Well now I think is the perfect chance for us to be honest.”

She walked over to Megan and grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair, pulling her up and off the chair, so she was standing up facing the audience.

“Megan has admitted that she likes threesomes. That she enjoyed being used. What does that make her Rachael?”

“A slut,” said Rachael, not hesitating in her verdict. Read more »

A gaze one winter morning.

Those biting cold January Lake St. Clair mornings were hard on a Desert Child’s lungs. Even remembering the proper time of the shuttle stop seemed like such a titanic effort. I just know eventually I made it to the proper building lobby, pressed the correct elevator stop, and drudgingly made my way down the hall to the Wednesday morning lecture for another topic of human muscles and attempts to finesse and conquer a few of the caprices of spinal cord injury. There was a small mercy in seeing the boxed coffee and bagels in the back of the classroom. I filled a droll Styrofoam cup with coffee. I was set on dulling yet another taste of bitterness on an already bitter dark winter morning that I compromised personal preference and relented to grab some standby indestructible-to-expiration creamer cups. I usually don’t use them. Read more »