On my knees – Revised (M/F, dom/sub, oral, piss drinking, massage, spanked, impact play, choked out)

Revised story written by Badsammie – all work and credit belongs to her. Posted with her express permission.

I wait patiently in the living room, sitting topless on the couch, wearing only the yoga pants he set out for me this morning. My tits are still tender from the recent piercings I got last week, though the swelling is now gone and I’m in basic daily care mode for them. He wanted them, just like he wanted my belly and clit pierced and I had done those previously for him. Currently, they are only barbells, but once healed they will be replaced with rings. They make him happy and making him happy makes me happy. The smell from the kitchen tells me that the pork chops are almost done and I get up and flip them, turning the heat way down to keep from burning them.

My phone buzzes and I pick it up from the table. He’s almost home, so I go to the bathroom, double-checking my makeup. Nothing too heavy today, just making sure nothing is out of place. He’s had a hard day and has been out since early in the morning because someone fucked up and a water leak was flooding one of his sites. Everything is good, so I rush back out to the living room and see him pull up in his truck. I kneel down, in front of the door, and patiently await him.

I [F] DP’d myself with some toys after seeing hot guys lift things earlier this week [F] [solo]

Earlier this week I helped my cousin move into his new house. His wife, their two young daughters, and himself had just moved back from across country back to around where the rest of our family lives. He enlisted the help of two of his very strong and muscular friends, one of my brothers, and myself to help unload their two pods and put the stuff in his house in their respected rooms.

We got up early, went to his new house and began working. “Hauling cube!” Was yelled way too much, but was still funny every time.

At one point, one of his friends took off his jacket. It was pretty cold out early in the morning mind you. Like 35°F ish. He had a tight shirt with the sleeves cut off on. But he said he was hot. And he definitely was. His big arms bulging as he lifted the heavy things. His tight butt flexing as he walked up stairs in front of me. “God he was hot,” I thought to myself.

A date went off the script [FM]

I’ve had people ask me if I’ve ever hooked up with someone other than my date on a first date, and well, the answer is a resounding

OH HELL YEAH

…and some of these hook ups gave me the most amazing memories.

The one that stood out –

Was meeting a tinder date at a bar one time, with intention of having sex after (of course). But it turned out that his online persona was more interesting than him IRL… I was almost literally bored to tears listening to him talk, and he wouldn’t stop. I was close to smacking me head into the table – when I spotted this tasty hunk of a man making eyes at me from a table that was behind my date. So as date kept droning on, we were making small signals at each other – a wink here, a nod there, slight smirk…

After a few minutes of that, I excused myself to go to the lady’s…and signaled to Mr Hunk. He was with a group of mates, and I’m pretty sure they knew what was going to happen just from the looks the gave him. He followed at a distance.

[FF] Me (41) and my neighbour (40)got to explore our lesbian side.

Hello everyone, I posted this story on another few subs but I only just discovered this one so here you go.

Ok so this happened 2 days ago and I can’t keep my head straight. Honestly, it was an amazing experience.

So for backstory. Me and my hubby had our children (twins) in our early twenties. At the time, hubby had graduated college and started working at the same company he works for today and I had been working at a daycare. When we had to move cities for his work we moved next door to a couple who were around our age and had kids as well. They grew up together and went to the same school and also just recently got accepted to the same college where they have moved interstate to attend. We immediately clicked with the parents due to our similar circumstances. I especially clicked with the wife(let’s call her J) because we both had grown up in the same
city)We were young people who had growing families and we always enjoyed each other’s company. Even our husbands worked at the same company. Last week me and my hubby got back from our anniversary vacation to Cancun. While on vacation I had gotten a little sunburnt after spending a little too much time on the beach and came home with a nice shade of brown along my chest and upper breasts. A few days after we got home, hubby was called by work to go out of town for a few days for work. I called J and she told me the same thing about her hubby so we decided to have a girl’s night the day our husbands left for their trip. Ok, On to the story

[M]eeting my [F]irst FWB

*Repost and re-edit of my old story*

This is the story of meeting my first FWB after starting an open relationship with my wife. Swiping through Tinder I matched with a cute girl and got chatting. She is short 5ft nothing, curvy, nice C cup tits and a cute face framed with long, curly auburn hair. We chatted a bit that evening, the usual getting to know each other things, when after a while she comes out with “I’m looking for a FWB thing if you’re open to it.” We talked, trying to organise something to do to meet and see how we liked each other in person when she suggested her idea of going to the drive-in to see a movie, I hadn’t been to one since I was a teenager and sounded perfect. After I finished work, I picked her up and we headed to the drive-in. We found a spot to park and settled in. Straight away we were comfortable, chatting away while having some beers.

My original story – Chapter 5 – (White mind: A history about sexnosis) (lostwhisper9980)

Chapter 5 is ready, guys. is more like a transition chapter with some revelations and that kind of stuff. the next chapter will be the start of another session of sex for Lilia, so wait for it, and ejoy this one.

If you want to read the prevoius chapters, you can find them here:

Chapter 1:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5bk7v/my_original_story_chapter_1_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5bk7v/my_original_story_chapter_1_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Chapter 2:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5uoe6/my_original_story_chapter_2_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5uoe6/my_original_story_chapter_2_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Chapter 3:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5zjrl/my_original_story_chapter_3_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5zjrl/my_original_story_chapter_3_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Chapter 4:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u637j3/my_original_story_chapter_4_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u637j3/my_original_story_chapter_4_white_mind_a_history/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Chapter 5: The role of the pet.

I could feel it. That man’s huge cock was inside my anus. I felt like his semen drained through my vagina. I felt the desperation of not being able to move my arms and legs because I was tied to that chair… I was completely panicked… no matter how much I screamed for help, no one came… so I just cried…

“Hey? What’s wrong? Stop crying! STOP CRYING! STUPID BITCH!”

He yelled at me cruelly. Then, he released my ankles and wrists, and pushed me aggressively. As I fell to the ground, I felt his cock coming out of my anus. I fell to the ground on my knees, turning my back on that man. Then it started to drain. His semen began to come out uncontrollably from my anus. I was completely paralyzed by that feeling. I couldn’t move. My whole body felt numb.

A quick jog turns into a quick fuck in a mini van with a married man [FM]

There is a small lake near where I live with a 3 mile loop that is popular with joggers. After eating way too much over the holidays, I decided to go run. Maybe it was due to the near freezing temperature or maybe it’s the holidays, but the loop didn’t have the normal amount of joggers as a normal Sunday.

During the first lap around the lake I was focused on my breathing and cadence, but sometime during second lap I start to notice a cute guy with a full beard trailing me. I knew he wasn’t a runner and I could leave him in the dust if I picked up my pace, instead I decided to slow down and let him catch up and run besides me. We locked eyes, greeted each other and during the run we made some small talk. After another lap, I could tell he was starting to slow down and instead of injuring his ego I asked to stop and decided to stretch.

Raffling Off my Hot Aunts [M/F] [Incest]

Yesterday, if you had told me what the events of my father’s siblings’ yearly Thanksgiving reunion would be, I never would have believed you. I always thought that I belonged to a plain and modest family. My dad was my grandparents’ perfect child; he used to play hockey and baseball back in high school, but he never went out on the town with the team, and he always got straight A’s. When he went on to study law at McGill no one was surprised. That was where he met my mother, another very modest, and very conservative, law student. A few years later they were both done with school, making bucketloads of money as family lawyers, and living the kind of life most people only dream of in their twenties. Even when my mother retired early to look after the kids, and my dad switched to teaching law rather than practicing it, they continued to be both very happy and successful.

The Beast Within (Female pov, fantasy, nc, werewolf, creampie, forced transformation)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

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It had been an enjoyable late summer day. I had spent it at my aunt’s house, helping her clean out her basement and catching up on all the local gossip. Now I was walking home. It was twilight, still enough light to see fine, but getting to the point I’d rather not dawdle more than necessary. Night was drawing near faster than I anticipated it seemed, a consequence of it being late August now no doubt. Those shorter days always caught me by surprise this time of year.

I had turned down a trail that led through the woods. A shortcut of sorts, which was frequently teaming with wildlife. Great for seeing deer or owls, chipmunks and otters, there even was a pack of wolves which lived in the area. Those wolves had caused no shortage of controversy in our small town. There was a bit of an ongoing feud over whether they should be driven away due to killing pets and livestock, or whether it was better to let nature be. I had little opinion on the matter personally, but some men in our town had an argument come to blows over it recently; it was quite the ordeal.

The Day Out… [MF, Public, Romance]

The Day Out…

She places the white leather box on the glass countertop in front of us. It’s only a container, and yet its quality hints at what’s waiting inside. Tilting back the lid on its brass hinges, she reveals an exquisite wristwatch, dazzling as it reflects the display lights shining down on it.

“It’s beautiful,” you say. “Can he try it on?”

“Of course!” She says with a brilliant smile. She can’t be any taller than 5’2 and the counter stands more than halfway above her torso. It doesn’t seem to get in her way. She takes the watch from the case and reaches for my arm. 

She’s had this warm smile on her face since we came into the store. It’s not a salesman’s smile, full of feigned friendship, but genuine. Her caramel skin contrasts beautifully with the platinum gold of the timepiece as she slides it over my wrist. Her skin feels soft as silk as it brushes against mine. She expertly latches the band into place. A perfect fit.

You rest a hand on the back of my shoulder and lean in to look at it.