The IG Influencer Gets Me to Dominate Her in Bed [MF] Part 4

Disclaimer: Everyone in this story is above 18. Reposted because I carelessly forgot to include the ‘Part 4’ in the title earlier. Apologies!

How did I find myself here? Nursing a cold bottle in my hand, my grip growing tighter around the neck until I must be choking it. There’s a Meek Mill song mumbling and thumping in the background, the lights dark, the dance floor packed. Bea’s in front of me, but he’s behind her, the distance between them closing by the second. Tilting the bottle, I take another sip even though there’s still beer in my mouth, because my mind is frazzled, and my body doesn’t know what else to do. But it does nothing to quell the brewing anger rising within me.

*Don’t do it. Just leave. You can leave.*

His hands are around her waist now, and hers wrapped around his neck. It doesn’t last.But not because I did anything, no – because now Bea’s, and around, and he’s facing her back, his hand snaking up her thigh, the hem of her tennis skirt being hoisted bit by bit.

*You can still leave.*

[MF] Turning my former church into a house of sin

Many years ago, when my family was exiled from our seemingly very conservative-thinking church in Australia, I openly defected from the religious teachings soon after but still held a grudge. I secretly became a porn bootlegger for the secretly sinful youth of the church who were eighteen and over. My clientele was mainly the boys in the church, who acted like angels of god until they got their first-ever glimpse of a pair of breasts, thanks to me. It all started completely by accident when I was looking for a way to spite the church and needed money. At the time, most of the church wouldn’t engage with my family and would typically heckle us or talk behind our backs if they saw us at a store, but I still had some acquaintances, and one of them was brave enough to ask if I could get them something because I was as they put it “a sinner.” They wanted a copy of penthouse Australia, the pet of the year edition, to be exact. Now at this point in my life, I had bought myself a couple of issues of penthouse and playboy with my nearly non-existent allowance to quench my bi-curiosity, but this also opened an opportunity for me.

The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 2 (FFM, Light BDSM, Nonfiction)

This is part 2 and picks up right where I left off. If you want the beginning of Steph, Adam, and Becca’s threesome, [here is Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1272d3w/the_day_i_f20s_met_my_husband_m20s_part_1_ffm/).

I’m feeling very much exposed as I move naked across the room to the couch. But I’m determined to get my pussy licked. Whoever wants to do it needs to get to it. I drink some beer and try to be patient.

Becca pouts in this exaggerated manner as Adam moves her out of his way, grabs some water, then follows me to the couch. She’s practically stamping her feet. How ridiculous.

Under his breath almost, I hear him say, “You’re going to pay for that and you know it.”

The look on her face totally changes, and she brightens up immediately. For a few seconds, she pulls a 180 – smiling, eyes wide, nodding – then she’s back to pouting. I see.

Adam takes the beer from my hands and places it on the coffee table, then leans between my legs and smells me. Oh fuck. Ok. He breathes me in deeply, and he sort of nuzzles into my thighs like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever smelt. Or seen. Or nuzzled.

(2/2) Would You Rather… (an Institution story) [group] [cnc] [bondage] [humiliation] [degradation] [anal play] [primal play] [overstimulation]

Continuation of Part One: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/128kewv/12_would_you_rather_an_institution_story_group/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/128kewv/12_would_you_rather_an_institution_story_group/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

**Round 3**

For the first time since the game started, the girls were given a modicum of rest, but not without a catch. Even though they were removed from their distressing positions, the men took thick latex masks and covered engulfed their heads and neck aside from a hole that exposed their nose and mouth. And for Olivia and Izzy, a little hole in the back of the head that their hair was threaded through as a makeshift pony tail. Along with not being able to see, the men slipped their limbs into an armbinder that caused their shoulders to scream in pain. Thrown into a room while they prepared for the next round of torture.

[MF] My wild night that turned in to a wild day with my ex sister-in-law, continued

Thank you again for all the support this week after my post last weekend. I’ve been overwhelmed with messages asking about what happened Sunday and the rest of the week with Sarah. So here goes.

Quick recap, I ran in to my ex SIL at a bar, she told me she wanted to fuck me for years. I went back to her place and we fucked all night. I woke up in a bit of a panic, realizing this could be very complicated. I went to the bathroom and wrote my post here.

So after I posted my story, I went to the living room and wondered what I should do, I was second guessing my decisions. We all know that feeling! LOL

I sat for a little bit and decided, what the fuck, I did it, it was over, I can’t take it back, and there’s a smoking hot woman in the next room who wanted me and I had had the best sex of my life that night. So I went back to the bedroom.

It was getting light outside and when I walked in the bedroom, Sarah was laying on top of the comforter with her legs open and her hand rubbing her pussy.

Becoming The Quean: Losing him to Leah (Part 1) [F24/M28/F23] [Fiction] [Cuckquean] [Cuckcake] [Teasing] [Humiliation] [Public]

We were only one drink in. The two of them on the opposite side of the booth from me. One solitary drink each and I could already feel myself blushing. What started as gentle hints of red on my cheeks grew progressively deeper and deeper in shade. The way she toyed with her hair as she hung on his every word. The gradual change in his voice as the two of them slid closer anf closer together. There was a delightful pain in the corners of my mouth from the way they made me smile. That smile growing more and more into a lip bite with every devilish glance James’ eyes shot into mine as his strong, firm hand moved gradually up underneath Leah’s short, black skirt. The gentle movement of his fingertips dancing visibly from the outside of her skirt, like a silhouette of the promise ahead.

When I [39f] was 35 I started fucking a young guy [19m] from my gym despite being married [mf]

I wasn’t sure whether to post this because last time i did I got quite a lot of hate, I know Americans aren’t too keen on age gaps, but fuck it here we go lol. Bit of backstory I’m 39 now was 35 when this happened. Been with my husband since I was 18 and he likes it when I’m with other men and tell him about it. He’s not a cuck and doesn’t like humiliation, just likes me being slutty I guess is the best way to describe it lol.

I try and get to the gym between 4-5 in the morning as it’s less busy and I start work around 8 so it means there’s no mad rush in the morning.

I started to notice this guy was there whenever I was. He looked about 24/25 incredibly handsome, tall and had an amazing body. I’m not really a shallow person but this person ticked every box on the physically attractive list. After a couple of weeks of noticing him I found an excuse to talk to him when he was on a machine I wanted to use. I asked him how long he was going to be so I could either wait or go use something else, he said he was on his final ten reps so I said I’d wait.

My student seduced me {ff} pt1

I’m a 36 year old college professor at a small midwest school. I’ve been teaching for around 10 years now. I teach history at the school and have 3 classes every other day. It’s not too bad.

Like any other teacher, we all have our unspoken favorites. We have students we appreciate, and other student “stereotypes” for lack of better words. Through the years you can learn to pick out who’s going to be who pretty quick. Coming up on my 11th year teaching, we are starting the new fall semester. Now, as a young teacher, it may be frowned upon to admit, but some of the students have serious charm. I may not show it, or act on it, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have my fair share of fantasies every once in awhile.

This semester in particular, I started to be able to pick out which students would be which. The lectures are medium sized, my second lecture class has 43 students. My second lecture class is quickly becoming my favorite. They’re active and engaging in the activities. I try my best to make it interactive and enticing for the students, so it’s nice to see them reacting positively to the work.

My gym crush, pt. 14 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay] [oral] [anal]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 13](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12845sm/my_gym_crush_pt_13_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Alex slid off of Dylan’s dick and got on all fours. There was an outline of Alex’s body in sweat on the sheet. He looked back at Dylan over his shoulder. “Fuck me again, Dylan. And don’t stop till I have your cum inside me.”

Dylan grabbed his hips and positioned Alex. He pushed inside, and Alex gasped again. He bent his leg so that his foot came up to his ass, and Dylan gripped his ankle as he pumped back and forth.

He let go and then stroked Alex’s back as he watched his cock disappear inside that smooth, round ass. His hands wandered to Alex’s ribs and waist, where he held him firmly in place. Dylan knew he never wanted to let go.

Dylan lifted his head up and roared as sweat glistened all over his naked frame. He felt the pressure building and knew he only had a few seconds left. He grabbed Alex’s hair in a fist and fucked him with everything he had.

The most exquisite release rushed through him as he filled Alex with his seed. He let go of his hair and lovingly rubbed Alex’s back.

My gym crush, pt. 12 [MM] [20s] [femboy] [straight to gay] [oral] [anal]

[pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/) | [pt. 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/126ve7r/my_gym_crush_pt_11_mm_20s_femboy_straight_to_gay/)

Dylan stepped toward Alex and brought him into another kiss. Alex’s hands ran up and down Dylan’s chest as Dylan sucked on Alex’s tongue. Dylan took Alex’s hand and brought it to his crotch.

“*You feel how stiff my cock is?*” Dylan asked.

Alex looked up and nodded. His brown eyes were full of anticipation and desire. He stroked Dylan through the fabric of his joggers, and Dylan groaned.

Dylan wasn’t sure who was leading and who was following, but they found themselves on the bed with Dylan on top. He grabbed Alex’s wrists and held them down on the mattress as he kissed and sucked on his neck. Alex wriggled beneath him and wrapped his legs around Dylan’s waist. He let go of Alex’s wrists and ran his hands over the leggings and down Alex’s thighs until he took his plentiful ass in his hands.

“If you hand’t been wearing a mask, I probably would have noticed your cute smile first. But this,” he squeezed Alex’s ass, “is what first stood out to me.”

Alex smiled, and Dylan had to break eye contact. Looking too long into those eyes would knock him on his back.