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[M]et a Domme [F]rom kik on a business trip (D/s, foot worship, no sex)

I thoroughly explored D/s sex when I was younger. (I’m 45 now) I always struggled with kink first or relationship first, and ended up in a vanilla marriage, because it always seemed like when I started searching for the kink first, the relationship part was always full of way to many crazy issues.

Much like when I cheat and let my potential partner know very early, I’ll do the same for you my dear reader. If a married man having secret kinky trysts behind his wife’s back is a turn off for you, eject now. But sometimes when I travel for work, I try to scratch that old D/s itch. This is a story about one of those times.

This time I hopped in a kik chat room in the town I was stuck in for a couple of weeks. I had to send a live face pic to the moderator. She happened to be a blonde, Dominant, BBW, and we started chatting. She was no nonsense, but not all fake bossy, and we chatted seamlessly about life and kink, hopping from one and back to the other. Read more »

Friends with Many Benefits [2nd person] [M for F] [Choking] [Anal] [Begging]

I hasten to clean up my room and neaten up my bed. I look at myself in the mirror, trying not to think too hard about what’s to come. I head back to my room and sit on the edge of my bed, my hands held in my lap. My whole body is shaking, but I’m so excited.

The doorbell rings, and I practically jump out of my skin. I run downstairs and open the door. You’re on my doorstep, smiling at me. You’re wearing a grey skirt and a light blue shirt. I look down at my pajama pants and white shirt, and you laugh. You step inside and I close the door behind you. We stand behind the door, looking at each other in silence. I turn my gaze to the floor, not sure what to say. You hold out your hand, and I smile and take it. You pull me in close.

“You okay?” you ask.

“Mhm.”

“You’re shaking.”

“Sorry. Yeah, I’m okay.”

“You sure you want to…?”

I nod quickly. “I’m nervous, but I want… you.” Read more »

[M]y [F]riend and I making the best out of a Valentine’s Day while single

Pardon for grammar or spelling or anything else. I’m writing this slightly tipsy on mobile as a way to ease the boredom of the self quarantine. Me and this girl are both senior uni students. We met our freshman year and have been close friends ever since. She’s always been cute but we’ve both been in long term relationships since then but she broke up with her bf about a year ago and I broke up with my gf a few months back. We’ve always had a kind of flirty friend relationship. We almost hooked up freshman year but didn’t even kiss so there’s just been a kind of unspoken thing between us.

So Valentine’s Day comes around and everyone’s doing things and my friend, we’ll call her jasmine, asks me if she wants to go clubbing because all her friends are doing relationship things and she doesn’t wanna go alone, sounds good to me cause I’m in the same boat. She pulls up to my place around 9 and we decide to start pregaming because who wants to pay full price when out. I open the door and she looks incredible, like in the way that you knew she was trying to get dicked down by someone that night. She’s about 5’1 wearing her heels, short tight skirt accentuating her slim thighs which merge into her thick little ass. And a low cut tight fitting crop top sweater showing off her slim waist and letting her perky tits pop out just enough to make you stare at them when you first see her. Read more »

[F] I fucked my Uber driver

I was standing at the corner of the street waiting for my Uber to arrive. My phone pinged me with a notification, and said that my Uber is arriving in a Lexus. *”A Lexus Uber? That’s odd,”* I thought, Lexus is a really fancy car. I looked up and found the car right away, but I stopped dead in my track when I saw the Uber driver when he rolled down the window to call out my name. He was just drop dead gorgeous.

He was black, chocolate skin glistening in the sun, wearing tight work out clothing that shows off his broad shoulders and biceps, and a pair of badass-looking sunglasses. His beard was starting to grey, which complemented his nice body and sharp jawline even more – at least to me, it’s my preference guys, don’t judge me. He looks to be in his 40s.

A little bit about me, people have described me as a natural flirt, and sometimes I do it unconsciously – the way I dress and talk is just oozing with sex appeal. I could get most college men to have sex with me pretty easily, so it was no fun to fuck guys my age anymore. That’s why I go for the professors, the bosses, the sugar daddies. I like more mature, successful men that seems out of my reach. I love the chase. Read more »

[MF] Hard Fucking: A story about a youthful exuberance, lots of Jack Daniels, a water bed, a bicycle helmet and a life long love.

This is a story from long ago, my long ago, when I was young. I was living on the Oregon Coast. I worked at a beach side restaurant where I was training to be a chef. My days were long and I worked 6 days a week for months at a time. When I finally got some downtime, on Monday when the restaurant was closed, I spent it with the people I worked with because everyone else was working their 9 to 5’s. Early on in my employment at the restaurant I met Margo. She was the dining room manager and worked each evening as a server. We worked nearly every shift together. I ran the kitchen and she ran the dining room. Margo was a petite brunette with beautiful long straight hair that she tied in a pony tail when she worked. She was smart as a whip, funny and the epitome of the girl next door. I’ve never seen anyone work a table like she did. Rowdy college kids, horny businessmen and loud families were all under her spell when she was serving them. She never took shit from anyone. That was the first thing that drew me to her. Of course, that took some time. Our start was rough. Though we started at the restaurant within days of each other from the start she had a way she wanted things done and, being me, I did, too. For months we butted heads. At one point, she even threw a water pitcher at me. It was full. She had a way of getting right up in my face, like inches away, and telling me exactly what I was doing wrong. We were oil and water. Our coworkers called it hate. Me? I liked it. I liked her fire, her passion, her intelligence. I was hooked. Read more »

Single blind-mother wants stories written just for her to get off. (Son is with his father.)

So I posted this before and the turn-out, although lucrative, was not quite was I was seeking in terms of motives. Haha But to save some time, once again I am a blind single mom with a son who is away this weekend.

As I can’t enjoy porn or the visual part of sex, I immerse myself in the world of erotica, losing myself for hours in literotica audio, and using my software to have written tales read allowed for me. (On the weekends I DON’T have my son, haha) But it’s never just the smut that drives me, it’s the everything else attached to it: the well-crafted environments, vividly detailed with eloquent wording down to the last floor tile, the fully-fleshed out characters both mentally and physically, and the plots that feel straight out of a classic late-night flick from my adolescence that let my imagination run. They make me feel like I can see again.

So here I am, a blind bitch asking for a talented writer to bring my fantasies to life in vivid detail, describing every setting, character and action with eloquent wording and LOTS of it, *to write me narratives* that parallel the erotic films of old, with plot and grammar going hand in hand in one devious little soup. My eyes don’t work but my taste-buds work fine… Haha Read more »

The Homecoming part One

This is little bit of fiction mixed up with someone real life stuff. It’s up to each and everyone to decide witch parts is what….
Here’s a little bit of erotica about a Domestic King and his Queen in a modern environment. ?
We have received some great inspiration from someone in an other kingdom ? far far away!

The Homecoming Part One

It had been a long day. As Nick inserted the key into the deadbolt on the front door, he was looking forward to the comforts of home to ease the stress that had built up facing the problem-du-jour at work. The deadbolt unlocked and he swung the door open. The first thing he noticed was a wave of warmth that met him as he opened the door, but he didnt think more about it.

“Hey Baby, I’m home.”

“Welcome home……….. Sir,” came a sultry reply from Therese in the kitchen. Read more »

Who I Was Before [F/M] [Vanilla]

“Whose idea was this?” Stella and Levi both wondered as they huffed up the side of a mountain. Traversing a nearly 90 degree angle now, they had both run out of breath to speak. Even Levi, whose team was training twice a day lately in preparation for the playoffs.

“Why’d I ever start dating an athlete who’d want to do something like this for *fun*?” Stella wondered, begrudgingly pawing her way up the rocks. “Why’d I ever let Stella talk me into this?” Levi griped as he kept an iron grip on the rocks.

In reality, it hadn’t been either’s idea. They saw the pamphlet marked “breathtaking vista with exquisite sun set view in sparsely populated overlook” and both thought the same thing “Sounds like a cool place to fuck.”

They’d been in an air conditioned gas station then. Now they were on the trail, in 85 degree heat. “When’s the last time we even saw a trail marker?” Levi wondered. “Stella, I think we should turn back. I have no clue where we are.” He started to say. Read more »