Perfect Mother – Part 1 [1/2]

Disclaimer: Contains strong brainwashing/mind control elements. Only Chapter 1 of this ongoing series will be posted. If you want to read future chapters, link is at the end. For now, enjoy ;)

**Perfect Mother**

**Chapter 1**

The clock hit midnight. I squeezed my eyes shut.

The house was silent except for the drone of the news in the living room. After years of the TV never being switched off and hearing the same rotation of news anchors and reporters, my ears had become accustomed to the chatter, morphing it to silence instead.

Everything was perfectly timed. I had just turned eighteen ten seconds ago and I had just completed my invention a day before that.

Now it was time to test it out and never look back.

I walked out of my room, passed the stacks of cardboard boxes and stepped over the gruel on the floor, knocking several empty bottles of alcohol as I made my way through the living room.

I frowned when I saw the rain splattering through the hole in the roof, once a tiny circle, now a medium-sized crater, the sole bucket under the hole not wide enough to hold back the merciless downpour.

I think [M]y step sis wants to fuck me

Okay, she is roughly 10-12 years older than me. She has known me since I was 11 and we were never really close but whenever we are together (which is not a lot) we can talk for hours and enjoy each other’s company.

Within the past year, I have seen her roughly 4 times and every interaction has been fucking weird as fuck. Everytime I have seen her in the past year, it has made me confused, uncomfortable and just weirded the fuck out. Am I looking too deep into this? Let me know pls. Here are all the 4 interactions:

1. (8 months ago): we are hanging out at my place, casually talking. She slids into the couch a bit, almost laying flat and says “I am so sore” as she spreads her hips (wearing yoga pants), rolls her eyes and looks at her crotch. She did this shit in the middle of me talking to her while we had eye contact during our convo. I overlook it and go everything okay?? She replies “yea, I think I am gonna get my period soon. My cute tight vagina is hurting and that’s always a sign for me. I hope it’s nothing crazy”…. Okay! Fuck you me by cute and tight?! Secondly, why you telling me about your periods and vagina??? I made an excuse and left the room cause I was uncomfortable.

A Twisted Mind (Part 1) [NB][Hucow][Machine]

Greg walked Alex up the stairs. Alex ‘the person’ wasn’t there as long as the drug was in place, and this brain-numbed person who ran the body of Alex would do just about anything for Greg that he wanted.

Greg had many plans for them, but step one was to set them up in their new space where Alex would be residing for the rest of their lives.

He manoeuvred Alex into the living space of the house, into a sparse bedroom with just a cot in the corner, he turned Alex around and sat them down on the cot.

He bent down and fondled the barcode on the ring through Alex’s clit, Alex moaned at the sensation.

“Alright cow, you’re no longer Alex, do you understand? You’re my pet, you respond to ‘Pet’ now, and you call me Sir.”

Pet blinked at him dazedly, but he knew it meant they understood.

“You are going to be re-drugged once a week to keep yourself in a dumb state for me. You are going to be my breeding stock for my children, your jobs are to breed children and get the cum out of me whenever I want it, do you understand?”

petty revenge

I don’t love him anymore, she can have him, for all I care. But she has it wrong if she thinks I won’t make it hurt for her. He still believes I am his, but the truth is, all he is good for now, is a good fuck. That’s all he will be as she watches him moan inside me. He does not get to treat me as his second for all this time and get away with it – he won’t get her after she sees his cock inside my mouth. Or maybe he will, but she will forever have that image in her mind – me pleasing him.

Don’t misunderstand, he is a very handsome man – tall, fit, wide shoulders, good pecks, abs you could lick and feel satisfied, but he has chosen her one too many times. She is not even that pretty, just a new toy, but I don’t care – I deserve to be treated like a queen.

Her first spanking

It seemed appropriate that my first story shared an reddit would be one about firsts. Enjoy :)
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Getting spanked was Tamara’s deepest sexual fantasy. It was also her biggest secret. She had never told anyone about it, not even her ex-boyfriends.

She wasn’t afraid that people might find her weird or think her fantasy was inappropriate; she just feared that she’d never be able to fully explain how deep-seated this fantasy was.

It wasn’t just a kinky act she desired, like being tied up or blind-folded. It was nearly her only source of arousal. Tamara had sex before of course, but even then she’d never felt as turned on as when she fantasized about being spanked.

At times when she wasn’t single, Tamara often preferred reading stories about spankings over sleeping with her boyfriend. She’d read all the books she could find and when watching porn on her laptop, spanking was always the subject.

When she was single and home alone, she’d experimented by spanking herself with her hairbrush. This turned her on more than being with a man.

So how could she explain this to a potential partner, let alone her friends? How would they understand that rather than having sex, she’d prefer to just get a spanking?

[M]emories of Autumn in the Shower

(this is my first time, friends, please bear with me!)

Lexi broke up with me a few weeks ago and moved out. Long relationship over, but amicable and it feels like it is for the good.

I woke up in my king-size bed alone, feeling less lonely than I expected, which was a good thing. I have been sleeping naked for half the night, waking up cold, and throwing a little bit of clothes on. This morning I woke up and immediately got re-naked and headed for the shower. I caught my body in the mirror. It shows signs of the relationship—an extra 20 pounds. I’m probably 240. Not bad for 6’2 with my muscularity, but I know that once I hit 225 that’s when all the women in the airport stare at me. The debarkation point seems to be when the veins pop back out of my arms.

A Brief Interlude (Pt 9 of 9) (F27/F29) (Lactation, Shibari, Waxplay)

Read Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wh15pr/a_brief_interlude_pt_1_of_9_f27f29_lactation/).

Amy came back around the corner with a glass filled with ice chips in one hand, a lighter in the other, and the candles tucked between her breasts and held aloft by her arm. She awkwardly set the assortment on the vanity and looked at Sam with a grin “Did you squirt *milk* on me?”

“Yeah, I-sorry.” Sam returned, looking down and rubbing the back of her neck. “I guess I got carried away.”

“I didn’t know you could do that!” Amy responded enthusiastically, “that’s hot as fuck! Hey, have you ever done temperature play? Ooh, or been tied up?” she asked, the normal sing-songy cadence of her voice still somewhat muffled by hoarseness. She scooped some ice chips out of the cup and gingerly popped them into her mouth.

“Yeah, I’ve played with ice a little, on my own, at least,” Sam admitted. “Oh, is that what the candles are for?”

Amy grinned back at her by way of an answer. “First, though, let’s get you tied up.”

I hooked up with my neighbor [FF]

So our building maintenance is changing fire alarms and doing general checks of the apartments. So for a few hours every day each tenant is left homeless because they can’t be home while it’s happening. Yesterday my neighbour was outside her apartment, I noticed her on her phone when I left to run errands and she was there when i got back, so for the last 30ish minutes of her apartment check we spent hanging out and drinking on my couch. We sat fairly close to each other but nothing happened.

Fast forward to today, guess whose turn it is to be homeless for a few hours? 🙃
So when the maintenance people knock on my door, she opens hers and invites me to spend it at her place.

We sit on the couch and she sits practically on top of me. We move around to get comfortable but we’re basically cuddling. After like an hour of just watching tv she turns her face next to mine and straight up ask “you’re so cute, can I kiss you” and she did.

[MF] I had sex with a milf for my first time ever and now all my fantasies are being fulfilled.

Will delete this in 24 hours. I am 28M she is 37F mom of a 21 year old son (she got pregnant at 16 by accident) we matched on tinder. I went over to her place to smoke some weed and hang out, she was very forward. After smoking “do you want to watch Netflix or do you just want me to ‘put’ something on. I of course say just put something on we both laughed then she says “you know we can also just go straight to my bedroom” so of course we do that. As we are walking up the stairs she is in front of me with her ass in my face in booty shorts and a tank top purposefully walking very slow with those cheeks inches from my face, looking back at me once smirking. We go to her room I give her a massage and we of course do the deed, I leave shortly after. I told her although I have had a lot of sex in my life she was my first mom and it was a big fantasy/bucketlister for me. She smiled huge and said “awe I’m your first mommy?! We will certainly have to explore some of these mommy fantasies of yours a bit further” we smoke a bowl as she tells me more about her son and I leave shortly after. I’m coming back over tonight for an after work quickie, as I have plans this evening so we have to hurry as quick as we can. She’s so hot and this is blowing my mind.

Desire of the Day – Day 2 Part 2 [MF30+][Coworker][Public][Story][POV][Reverse Dom]

[Day 2 Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wm26xj/desire_of_the_day_day_2_part_1/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

The afternoon drags on like the morning. My cock throbs with the pain and pleasure, I can’t work out which, of your squeezing for some time.

At around 4pm you come up to see me. You sit down next to me and we talk about the task at hand. You seem to be keeping a distance.

“You not hot in that jacket?” I ask a while later. You’ve got a white biker style jacket on, half zipped up with what looks like a mesh shirt underneath. I avert my eyes respectfully but you catch me looking.

“A little, but it’s fine” you say, offhand.

As people trickle out we again find ourselves practically alone.  A couple of stragglers on the other side of the office but no one within easy sight or earshot. Both of us noticing, we smile slyly at each other. You begin to take your jacket off and I suddenly realise why you’d kept it on.

You’ve got a sheer, tight fitting, top on underneath. Your skin clearly visible and your nipples, at the right angle, also. It appears tucked into your skirt. Watching me obviously admiring you say,
“it’s all I had washed” unconvincingly.