Mary was a 22 year old intern and I was a single 31 year old male. I had just relocated to a new city to start a new executive-level job at the company Mary was interning at. I was an educated, accomplished and confident young business professional. Mary was pretty with a tight young body. Mary was a very dominant wicked and kinky girl who showed me full spectrum femdom

I love my husband, but his son is tempting me to sin.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Xander White: 26 years old, male, owner of BDSM sex clubs, bisexual, master dominant, sadist, black hair, broad shoulders, six packs, contracted to Leon as his submissive. Leon King: 24 year old, male, head of Paediatrics department in TM Hospital, bisexual, daddy dominant and a submissive, masochist, lean body, contracted to Xander. Celeste Wynter: 24 years old, Paediatrician in TM Hospital, transferred here recently, submissive, masochist, looking for a dominant, blonde hair up to waist, slim body. "On your knees now." Xander's angry dominant voice rings throughout the room and with a small "yes master" Celeste goes to take her place across Leon who is already in position. Xander moves across the room picking up something and stands in front of Celeste. "Tell me what mistakes did you make Celeste" Xander asks her his voice and calm which sends a wave of wetness between her legs. "I came late master, I-I also made eye c-contact with master, and t-t-talked back to master" she stammered in order to answer her master who she knew was very angry right about now. "Is that acceptable my fox hmmm?" "No master" "It means you should be punished yes or no?" "Y-y-yes master" "30 lashes, 15 for talking back and 15 for being late and not being allowed to cum for 3 days seems reasonable does is not Leon?" "Yes master" This is a BDSM story, 18+ if you hate it leave the story 😊🥰

College break takes a turn when Aria Lanes get abducted and hold captive by a man she later finds charming then soon desires. Her abductor was paid to kill her, but for an unexplained reason, he wouldn't, but he choose to protect her from any danger. Aria couldn't resist admiring his elegant posture, muscles, turn-on, and good looks wanted to be more closer to him. He couldn't resist that she couldn't resist him, so he craved her. Her flawless abductor had a rule, and she had to submit herself to him to get what they both wanted. Warning: Sexual explicit, expletives and violence, 16+ - What a menace! "You can't do that, Lorenzo!" I growl at him. He smirks viciously at me. "I own you. I can do anything to you, my Kitten," he says, dominatingly, then leans over me, rubbing his hardness against my wettness as I pull my hands in desire. I can't with the torture I want him to rail me! But I was still too close to my release when he left me, so I'm going to cum either way, but it won't feel the same. Of course, I will feel pleasure, but I want his help with it. His hardness rubs against me, going over my wetness but is not entering me as I want him to. "T-this is what you're going to do all d-day?" I mutter, knowing this is torture, and he's getting pleasure from it. "Yes," my warm liquid explodes out of me, making me roll my eyes to the back of my head, causing my back to arch in bliss. "Ah, you did it," he growls before he starts beating his hardness against me. I want him inside me! No, no, I can't do this shit. I begin to whine my hips against him, but that isn't good enough for my liking. He continues to beat his dick against me faster, and I start squirting all over him. My heat, exploding. Shit! I need him. - P.S Most of the chapters are not edited, or correct. This book was written when I was in high school.

He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

Annie is a 22 year old girl who is living with her dom, Caleb, who is 30. Annie tries to behave but sometimes her bratty side comes out and Caleb has to discipline her. Will Annie ever learn to be a good girl? If anyone is reading this and enjoying it, hi! This is my first time posting a story online. A lot of my stories are real life events that I've experienced first hand, with some storyline thrown in. I will be posting updates often throughout the week! I work full time so it might not be as quickly as I would like. 😌

Sasha, Violet, Sam and Sophie thought that the trip to Goa would be full of booze and partying, but they had yet to discover why their Airbnb was so cheap. These normal Uni students were on their way to a house where they would have to follow strict rules and regimes. The house owner are archaic and thoroughly believed in corporal punishment. The girls had no idea what they signed up for! Ps. If you are expecting something romantic then you are at wrong place (This is a spankfic containing m/f and f/f spankings. Some readers won't like my tortorous ways, so don't like it, don't read)