I run my hand along your face, down your neck and naked chest. Your body writhes in protest and pleasure. You are seated in front of me, hands restrained around the back of the chair by a pair of steel Smith & Wesson cuffs. Only the strongest for my defiant slut. Your thighs are spread wide open, feet bound to a spreader bar threaded through the legs of the chair. I smile at the small wet stain already forming beneath you, even as you try not to squirm for me....

he thought I couldn't be quieter, so I masturbated to his nudes while trying to make sure my neighbors don't hear me. I'm sure they didn't hear me (this time) but I hope they didn't hear the vibrator!


The Quietest Masturbate You'll Hear by honeybunnyhq









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Chapter 24: Our Contract Becomes a Life
"He lived to serve. I lived to be served. Everything else was life unfolding." — Mistress Staci
There was no formal contract. No checklist. No ceremony. No negotiation.
He moved in. He stayed. He obeyed. And I let him.
That was our contract.
It wasn't written because it didn't need to be. He lived for my needs—practical, emotional, erotic. That was the structure. That was the vow....

February 6th
I awoke of my own accord this morning and was surprisingly refreshed. The rest was just what my aching body needed. Sure my ass was still a little tender, but I would just have to be a good girl to avoid another whipping.
I was using the toilet when David entered the room. That was convenient timing. Yet, then again, they were no doubt monitoring me, and knew that I was awake....

This is basically an erotic Sify story and this is definitely not hard science, it is more of a sexually erotic story set in space. It is a continuation of the League of Planets series but now it is a major player in space and needs agents to find out what is happening around them. Since the League started out as a hedonistic playground, the agents are female and use their sexuality to elicit information from other planets....

We were staying at a hotel the night before a fishing trip. My older brother and I had one room and my other brother and his son had the room next door. Mark and I had never messed around around like Stan and I - he was older and lived on his own before I came into my discovery of all things sexual. We all had dinner together and a couple beers before retiring to our rooms for the night....

Originally from Georgia, I had moved North after graduating college. I married my college sweetheart and we wound up in her hometown in Pennsylvania. After many years of marriage, things grew stale and we decided to part ways.
Looking for a new start, I found work back in Georgia and decided to move back home. The change was sudden and I had no place to live yet, so I called my sister Angie to see if I could bunk on her couch for awhile. She was also divorced and lived by herself in a small house on a qu...

British English language and spelling. In some stories the processes or facts may be incorrect, it's only a story and in my world that's how it happened. A warning to those who steal stories to use on YouTube channels, I am watching and will hit you with a copyright claim. This story is a repost from when I was on here under a different username....

'Twat is still twat - Related or not!'
"Hey Mom! I'm home." No answer. Jake went into the kitchen and saw his mom by the pool, tanning topless, again. He couldn't help but stare. The sight of her naked boobs always gave him a boner.
Pulling on a t-shirt his mother, Holly, bounced inside. "I was just tanning. How was college, son?" She hugged him tight....

Warning: The below story deals with themes around incest. Proceed at your own risk!
"HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, NEEL!" mom shouts, as she barges into my room at almost eight in the morning.
"What the fuck, mom? Atleast have the courtesy to knock on the door before you enter the room!" I scream at her. These people have no sense of privacy, I swear....

Reader advisory: this details the first part an extended female dominance and submission session of correction, in this part all female. It is more of sensual torment than punitive punishment, although there is some hard ass spanking. If that, dominant women are not your thing, skip this and part 10! Also skip ahead if for you erotica is only about frantic fucking as, frankly, there isn't any....

Welcome to the "My Exhibitionist Mom" series! The following are the adventures of Amie, the Exhibitionist Mom, her Daughter Jill, and their neighbors and friends, and their friends' Moms.
This chapter stars Maureen, Jill's former roommate, who refuses to admit that she masturbates, but when she goes to sleep, it's a different story.......

You and your older step sis are back from college. She catches you as you're about to start masturbating and ends up teasing you, and trying to play matchmaker. Turns out shes's your best match!
this script was written by u/TheRealEfinDeal.

Copyright © 2025 beegeewanders. All rights reserved. Do not reupload, download, or host my content anywhere. All characters and performers are 18 years of age or older and this audio does not endorse violence or harm towards anyone. This is a sexual fantasy....

When I read erotica, one of the things that most interest me is the first time stories; the tales of people losing their virginity. Most of these are, frankly, fairly silly. Some few are well written and even highly erotic, but unrealistic. Only a few ring true.
I lost my virginity a few days after I turned eighteen. I seduced him just to satisfy my curiosity about what getting fucked felt like. It wasn't a particularly memorable occasion. I didn't have an orgasm, I didn't have any pain, the earth most c...

Amelia breathed out a sigh; the air leaving her lungs as her abdomen stretched and she lifted up, rising onto the tips of her toes. Without looking, the girl lifted her arms above her head, fingers folding over the metal frame of the shower, balancing her weight and elongating her lithe frame. A deep breath inwards puffed up her chest, pressing the soft curve of her budding breasts forward. Tight, pink nipples pebbling when pressed to the cool, glass door, creating the perfect window for Daddy's view....

The weeks since that night had been a haze of responsibilities and unsatisfied urges. Stephanie threw herself into finals prep like her scholarship depended on it--because it did. Jeff, meanwhile, was buried in AP tests, senior projects, and the looming countdown to graduation. They barely had time to breathe, let alone be alone....

Chapter Six
Fauraliiithiliana had heard such interesting things about the new dragon that Lord Leo had tamed. The elven scholar was quite keen to find her and speak with her. So the elf stalked the dungeon, searching for where Agubnamus was.
Lord Leo was busy in the Vault all day. He had been reviving the monster girls who had died and making some new ones. He had plans, it seemed. Ideas for new embassies. Fauraliiithiliana had her own plans. Her own ideas....

Chapter 19.1
All her sisters look at Heather, then to Mistress and then to Sam. They're shocked by her outburst. However, they feel proud that she wants to help do patrols and be with the family. Sam sees their eyes on him and takes a few steps closer to her. With each step, Heather watches and gets nervous. She continues and says, "If shit hits the fan out there, I will listen and follow your orders. Say something. Please!"...

So, there we were, my mom and I sitting on the dank mattress, entirely naked and taking turns sucking my son's big cock. It was already past midnight, and the three of us had been engaged in this taboo debauchery since about nine o'clock. My twenty-two-year-old son Bobby, has the sexual stamina of a rabbit and his ability to maintain his erection and to continually produce and launch obscene quantities of sperm, should be used as an advertisement for those impotent men looking to recapture their youth....

This story continues from Lovely Lust 5
Lovely Lust 6
Back to Singapore- Sleepover plan led to intimacy.
Shamala narrates from here.
I woke up on a fresh morning, 6am in Singapore, Monday.
Prepared my dress last night, "so no issues on dress." I talk to myself.
Since I am alone here in my room, I walk the entire room in nude freely....

I looked down, amazed and shocked as my daughter LeeAnn took my cock into her mouth and began to suck on it. She had been nuzzling it and it felt so good that I didn't stop her. Now that my dick was in her mouth with her lips sealed around it, I didn't have the moral courage to stop her. What was done was done, anyway. I rationalized that she'd taken my cock in her mouth, so what difference did it make if she continued. She wanted to do it, had told me how she had envied my wife, her mother, Ellen, when she...

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NOTE: As the title says, this story is a sequel. Please read the previous one for a better understanding.
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I tried to get on with my life after that weekend. I worked normally, did my daily exercises, ate well, and even had a date that ended in sex.
The problem was that while I was doing all of this, Patrick was on my mind and no matter how hard I tried to push him away, he kept coming back. And the worst part? We hadn't spoken since we said goodbye at the airport. The memory of him was enough...

How do I let myself get into these situations? Sometimes, I think with my pussy rather than my head.
I am tied to a bed in a hotel. I've been here for hours. It seemed like fun when Mark said he wanted to restrain me. I thought it would be fun, and it was... for a while. I think my biggest mistake was drinking too much coffee this morning....

Let's start off the story with introducing myself and the family. I'm Kevin, 45 years of age, my wife is Stacy 35 years of age and my daughter Emely 20. We live in a Newar NJ and we have this little Mexican restaurant. We been in the business for 10 years and the place is open weekdays but once a month we have a poker event to make extra money. It been profitable....

St. Demetrious Academy stands solemn and overgrown at the edge of town--a weathered brick building wrapped in ivy, its bones set in the early 1800s. For nearly two centuries, it was known as St. Benedict, a name quietly retired three years ago when the school board faced mounting pressure to confront its long history of exclusion and quiet segregation. The change wasn't just cosmetic; for the first time, students from a wider range of backgrounds began to fill the narrow, wood-paneled halls. Still, the past...

To amend the situation and satisfy the intellectual curiosity of the two teachers, I had decided to proceed father in my endeavors. I spoke with the female students that envied me the most, telling them they could have the same treatment as I did enjoy -- but only under the condition the gossips would end. At the same time, I established a test for any willing girl who would like to follow my example. Ten girls, attracted by my sweet and tempting words, joined the session. To accommodate them I picked up te...

A soft knock at the door alerted the Queen that her summoned slave had finally arrived. A devilish smile graced her lips as she called out for the slave to enter her room. In walked a slender yet muscular man, his head bowed and his hands clasped behind his back. Like all slaves, he lacked clothing, yet what he lacked he made up in respect and reverence....

Next day, the Sunday, Harold presented himself at the McPhersons. It was to be their farewell. They were scheduled to leave for Singapore on the Tuesday.
Lydia opened the door. She was as beautiful and fresh as always, but suddenly Harold saw her in another light, and he felt slightly embarrassed....

I had been straight my whole life, married for a good portion of it, and then divorced for six months. Being six-foot-five, and with my ex-wife barely over five feet tall, like most women, she expected me to take charge and toss her around. I never questioned it. After the dust cleared, and I had moved into a new apartment, my expenses skyrocketed, and I started working evenings and overnights because the hourly wage was a bit higher. I was sleeping most of the day and fell into a bit of a rut. No dates, no...