Your erotic stories

Once upon a time, a very handsome Master and his adoring pet were sleeping soundly in a large comfortable bed. Their bodies and souls were intertwined, as both tend to be in the midst of such a deep subconscious and vulnerable state. With him, to have such blissful sleep with her represented trust, and allowing her to be so close to him while in that vulnerable state. For her, the closeness and bliss allowed her to be protected, safe; her soul open, and the shelter of his embrace shields her from the world. Thus the cycle ensues...

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This is a quick excerpt from a novel I am working on. I hope it is not confusing. Enjoy! * "Hello?" Lily said into the receiver. "Hey, this is Raine." "What's up girl?" Lily greeted, the smile evident in her voice. She was pleased Palmer's girlfriend had called. She wanted the opportunity to get to know her so she could see if her brother had found a good woman in a young woman's body, or if he had lost his mind and was now into near pedophilia.

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Just arriving home at 4 in the morning, a salty yet intoxicating taste lingering in my mouth, I felt I should put my thoughts down before retiring. After all, I had just sucked a cock for the first time, and it was a wonderful experience I had waited oh, too long to try. I now knew it wouldn't be my last, so I decided that, at least for my own sake, I should describe the feelings so I could relive them again and again.

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I was bored as hell. Absolutely nothing to do on a usual Monday night. That's basically the way I've lived my life since my divorce. A devoted mother of one fantastic son. But today Andy left to spend a week's vacation with his dad and that ugly, old piece of shit otherwise known as his dad's girlfriend.

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To the average outsider, Paul had the world at his feet at the age of thirty. He'd been in charge of the entertainment agency since his father passed away four years earlier. He had a beautiful, spacious office that showed the city's skyline behind his desk, fine, mahogany furniture, with a imported leather couch in one corner. He drove a vintage Mercedes, lived in a dazzling condo in the best part of the city, and money seemed endless.

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Lisa had just got done toweling her body off from the shower when she heard the telephone ring and dashed to the bedroom to answer it. It was Jim, Joe's friend calling. "Hi Lisa is Joe at home?" "No. I sent him to do some errands for me. You can talk to me Jim." "God Lisa, you know your sexy voice does things to me!"

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I married a dominant anal queen that loves to use me and abuse me. It all started out pretty simple, every time we would smoke a joint she would bring the subject up about kinky sex. For some reason she loved to play with my asshole while she sucked my cock, I didn’t mine this much.

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My freshman year in college I got the chance to go to spring break with a group that was mainly seniors and juniors. I didn't know it at the time but it was probably because I had a car. We were having a great time taking over the streets of Palm Springs, and generally being drunken maniacs. I was hanging with Steve, Bruce and Sheila, and I got IDed going into a bar.

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It was the Friday night before... She woke to silence, everyone in the house was asleep. Unable to get back to sleep she got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get something cold to drink. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and as she sipped it she noticed a light coming from underneath the door to the den. After drinking the orange juice she set the glass in the kitchen sink and walked slowly toward the light. Not wanting to wake anyone she decided to slowly turn the door knob and peek in. As the door opened she could see him sitting at his desk working at his computer.

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I never thought that I would be living the life that I am, but I couldn't be happier. I have been married to my wife Valerie for the last 12 years, and up until about a year ago, we were probably a normal couple. It's the last year that really makes our life worth writing about, but I guess I should really start at the beginning.

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