Day 5: hope you enjoy. 

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He could feel the warmth of her breath against his cock as she erotically licked the precum from his cock, moaning at the enthralling taste of him. Chuckling, she decided to tease him, slowly licking along the length of his shaft before placing gentle kisses against his tip. Drops of precum oozed out of him as he groaned. 

Her lips, her tongue, her mouth kissing him everywhere. It all felt so fucking good, he couldn’t restrain himself anymore. 

He grabbed Emma’s wrists pulling her into a standing position before pushing her against the wall, positioning himself just close enough to make her squirm. He hovered there, as he kissed her, teasing the 
very entrance to her body, feeling her drip around him. She whimpered as he kissed her, hot and heavy. Never breaking contact as their lips intertwined, tongues exploring hungrily. Insistently, she grinded against him, pushing herself closer and closer to being penetrated. 

He could feel her frustration growing as she groaned, “James, I need you”. 

He smiled, satisfied in the power he had in this moment. He knew that she would do almost anything to have him please her. 

More than happy to oblige, James grabbed Emma's hips firmly as he finally thrust into 
her. She screamed in pleasure at finally being one. Digging her nails into his back as he fucked her against the wall, hard. She moaned freely, getting what she had so desperately craved. Instinct took over as she clawed at him, deep enough to leave red marks across his skin. She needed to feel him closer, harder, now. Emma kissed him relentlessly, matching his thrusting pace as he pinned her against the wall. 

The pressure from the teasing had left Emma so sensitive that it only took a few more thrusts before she reached her climax, crying out as he held her close and continued fucking her. She came around his cock, their sweat and juices merging deliciously.

James could feel the moment that her orgasm crashed over her, cunt throbbing around his cock, threatening to push him over the edge. He managed to restrain himself, barely, gasping for breath as Emma’s body clung to him. 

Exhausted and dazed they stumbled into the bedroom, collapsing onto the bed together. 

He wasn't finished with her, not yet.

Today is the penultimate day of introducing myself, and yes, I love any excuse to use that word. Today's story is one that I wrote for New Years Eve. I am planning to post the full story to Literotica if anyone is interested in reading the full story.

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He gazed at Emma, unable to pull his eyes away from her intimate act. He knew it was wrong to be watching her, but he found himself trapped by the irresistibility of the female form. He observed her face, admiring how her delicate features were arranged into a display of pure bliss. Noting how her eyes were closed and she seemed to be biting her lip to keep herself quiet. Those mewling whimpers were the only evidence of her indisputable enjoyment.

He looked at the exposed, inviting ivory flesh of her neck, at the water cascading down her long auburn hair and dripping down the centre of her breasts. James could feel his pulse racing, his face flushing as he watched her. His breath caught in his throat as he studied her breasts, nipples hardened, begging for attention. Swallowing thickly, his eyes shifted downwards, travelling across her toned stomach before pausing to watch her skilled hands. Emma had one hand on her clit while the other was plunging deep inside of her.

She was thrusting into herself frantically, releasing such desperate little moans.

Dear god, she was stunning.

Emma shifted her position slightly, grinding herself harder against the shower wall as she spread her legs wider. From this position James had a full view of her exposed pussy, the pink folds were swollen and glistening with more than just water. He watched as she plunged her fingers into her body over and over. Rubbing her swollen clit, desperately trying to bring herself to orgasm.

James felt himself stiffen, his cock stirring at the erotic sight before him. Yet he knew that he was never meant to see Emma in such a vulnerable position. Breaking free from his trance, he tore his eyes away and examined the floor. James took a deep breath and cleared his throat, alerting Emma to his presence.  

The moment he did, those emerald eyes shot open and fixated on him.

Finding the courage to make eye contact, he watched her face turn from one of pleasure to panic.

She hid her body with her hands, trying to conceal what she had so obviously been doing. 

“Emma, I am so sorry, I heard your cries I-I- thought you were upset after tonight, I’m so sorry, I will leave I –“ James mumbled, rushing through his words and turning to leave as he spoke desperately trying to escape the situation.

As he opened the door to leave he heard Emma’s timid voice beckon him, “wait”.

He turned back to face the shower to see Emma had returned to her position against the wall, hands moved to expose herself once more.

James gawked at her, she was showing herself in her most vulnerable state, willingly.

“Emma, I don’t-, please don’t think you have too just because–“

“James” she cut him off.

Gazing into her green eyes, he saw how relaxed she looked, how comfortable she seemed in his presence. She licked her lips hungrily, eyes filling with unmistakable lust. 

She was inviting him in. 

James moved towards her, acting upon instinct. Still, he removed his clothes slowly, giving her time to rescind the offer if she changed her mind.

She didn’t.

Instead, her eyes followed his every movement.

Eventually, James stood before her wearing nothing but his briefs. He watched as Emma bit her lip, watching the obvious bulge grow. Feeling flustered, he adjusted himself, blushing as a notable wet patch appeared where he had touched. His throat felt thick. He couldn’t deny how incredibly exposed and vulnerable he felt, having Emma study him like this.

Although, since he had been doing the exact same thing just a moment ago, he couldn’t really complain.

Unsure where to go from here, James waited for Emma’s command.

“James”, she said, her voice husky, “take them off.”

Obeying, James reached down and tugged off the final barrier of clothing, allowing his cock to spring free. He didn’t miss the soft gasp that Emma released upon seeing just how hard he was, knowing it was all for her.  She smiled, reaching to open the shower door before stepping out. As she did, the scent of her filled the air. James closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. She smelt so fucking good, his cock twitched in response. She stopped a few steps away from him, never breaking eye contact as she spread her legs and returned to touching herself. Spreading her pussy lips and rubbing her clit she showed him exactly what she wanted.

“Kneel” she said simply.

Without question, he obeyed. Dropping to his knees as he maintained the intense eye contact, heart thudding in his chest. Emma replaced her hands with his own, inviting him to pleasure her. James took over, stroking the soft folds of her pussy, feeling her wetness spread across her labia and clitoris as he did. She was gorgeous and her smell up close was even more intoxicating.

When Emma bent down to run her fingers through his dark hair, he couldn’t help but moan her name.

For Day 3, I wanted to share with you some of my reviews from previous custom stories.

Review 1 - Echoreid did an AMAZING job!

Review 2 - Got like 3 works before and hasn't disappointed one! Echo is an awesome writer that I can't wait to use again!

Review 3 - Their adaptability to the brief and eloquence in delivery were top-notch. Plus, their politeness and proactive communication made the whole process seamless. 

Since I couldn't do a post without giving you anything fun to read...please enjoy my recollection of my first sexual experience.

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A friend and I had been flirting for weeks.  We were both new university students, just two virgins testing the boundaries of a new relationship. On one of the first nights we spent alone together, we ended up talking about masturbation, my favourite topic. I asked him how often he jerked off and he gave some bullshit answer about not that often.

Just imagine the look on his face when I described making myself cum daily. The look in his eye was pure unadulterated lust. I could feel him watching me as I spoke, the change in breathing as he swallowed thickly. I giggled, explaining that I most definitely did not have the self control to abstain for a day, let alone a week.

He started bragging about his self control and it didn't take me long to decide to tease him a little. Everything about him screamed submissive, and when I offered up a bargain that was too good to be true, he jumped at it.

I lent a little closer to him, biting my lip as I spoke, "I bet I can make you loose that self control. I bet I can make you hard".

He laughed, blushing as he shly accepted my deal.

The next few weeks were some of the best of my life, erotically charged conversations and lustful glances with me dropping innuendo's and stealing subtle touches wherever possible.

I was determined to win.

Eventually, we end up alone in my bedroom.

I don't remember even what the conversation was about, I am sure it was unimportant. What I do remember was how it felt. I could feel my entire body flushed with anticipation, desire, fear. In that moment I had realised that I had known all along how to win, I had just been too nervous to do it. Before I could talk myself out of it, I decided to do it. 

Without warning, I straddled him.

Easing myself onto his lap in one swift motion while simultaneously removing my t-shirt.

There I was. Topless, straddling a man for the first time in my entire life.

Within an instant I felt him harden, the rigid denim fabric straining against the pressure. I can only imagine how it felt for him, having a warm hot pussy directly over his sensitive, inexperienced cock. I couldn't help the intuitive way in which I started grinding my hips. Without hesitation, his hands moved up to my hips, caressing my curves, touching me in placed I didn't know I needed to be touched. It was as though we instinctively knew how to move in synchrony in that moment, like puzzle pieces slotting together.

A wave of insecurity had me looking into his eyes as I spoke, "Is this okay?"

The growing pressure I felt beneath me meant that I already knew that but hearing him say it out loud, I couldn't help but smile. His voice was timid, laced with just a hint of embarrassment as he said, "Well, you won."

I am not sure that I will ever find the words to describe the power I felt in that moment. Which, as a writer, is really saying something. Even today, my heart thuds uncontrollably the moment I straddle my partner. There is something so purely possessive about that position. After this first encounter, I learnt that I liked being in control, having the ability to anticipate their bodies reactions, their needs.

Perhaps one day I will tell you all about training my submissive to cum on cue.
Now that, is a story. 

Good evening, here is my second short snippet for you all! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it (perhaps a little too much...). 

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Day 2: Good Boy

I open the bedroom door to find you exactly where I instructed you to be, on your knees at the foot of the bed, eyes downcast. I walk into the room, closing the door behind me before locking it. The little whimper you let out as I turn towards you doesn’t escape my notice.

“Hmm, good boy”, I moan softly as I stalk towards you. I can feel you tense at my presence, but you don’t dare look up at me, not yet. Each step is agonisingly slow, the tapping of my heels against the hardwood floor the only sound besides your panting breaths. You watch the accentuated sway of my hips as I walk. I am intoxicating. I know it takes everything in your power not to break my command and look up before you have my permission. 

Finally satisfied I have made you wait long enough, I say your name, the word leaving my lips on a breathy moan.

Given permission, you finally look up at me and I can’t help but smirk as you take in my appearance. I don’t blame you, my skin tight dazzling jumpsuit in my signature shade of red is enticing after all. The way it clings to my body, highlighting the gentle curve of my firm breasts.

I turn and grab a strawberry from the bowl on our bedside table. Never breaking eye contact as I part my lips, placing the red berry between my teeth and biting down, hard. Swirling my tongue across my lips as I savour the juices, using my tongue to lap up those dripping down my chin. I briefly glance down at your pathetic cock before meeting your eyes again.

We both know you are imaging my lips around your cock as you watch me.

I do love how easy my slut is to tease; I don’t even have to say a word.

You look up at me, lust written in your eyes. I lick my lips before speaking, “Well, well, well. What do we have here?”. I aim the words directly to your crotch, where a sizable bulge has formed in your briefs.

“Do I make your pitiful little cock hard, sweetie?”

You nod your head slightly, humiliation turning your cheeks a deeper shade of red.  

“Show me”.

Unable to disobey my direct command, you tug down your shorts, exposing your most vulnerable part to my withering stare. I lick my plump red lips as I order you to touch yourself, my melodious voice soothing your soul.

I watch as you wrap your hand around your cock for me, grasping the firm skin as you slide your hand along the shaft. Moving up and down rhythmically. You are already so hard for me, a bead of precum drips from the tip of your cock as you stroke yourself. I watch as you slide your fingers across the tip of your cock, shuddering beneath a wave of pleasure. 

“Good boy, touch yourself just like that for me”.

Your eyes light up at earning my praise and you increase your pace.

I can’t help but notice how you watch my mouth so intently. Never passing up an opportunity to tease my good boy, I chuckle darkly.  “I wonder what you are thinking about right now”, I posit. “Are you thinking about how kissable my lips are?”

“Or perhaps how badly you wish they were wrapped around your throbbing cock right now?”

You start thrusting your hips in the air, desperate to act out that dirty little fantasy playing in your head as your hand moves frantically up and down your shaft. Gripping your cock harder as I tease you. The sound of sex fills the air as you whimper for me, struggling to contain your desire.

As your breathing grows shallow, I taunt you again, “Hmm, is my needy little boy going to cum for me?”

This story always makes me think of the first time I ever kissed a girl. We were 16 and in a school bathroom. The entire time, I was terrified that someone would walk in and discover us but she was just so alluring that I couldn't resist. 

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Day 1: The first taste

Her dress billows in the light breeze as she sways lightheartedly. I lick my lips, eyes darting instinctively to her plunging cleavage. I can't tear my eyes away as a bead of sweat rolls down her moist flesh and disappears beneath her breasts, my mouth goes dry. 

She blushes and looks away, giggling as she notices me watching her. 

Fuck. 

Part of me didn't even realise I was doing it but my god, she is gorgeous. Even as a woman myself, I don't think I will ever find the right words to truly capture the ethereal beauty that women exude so effortlessly.

But this girl, this girl is something else. Auburn hair cascades around her petite shoulders, soft features highlighted by the countless freckles decorating her skin. The innocent, shy smile that she gives reassures me that she wasn't deterred by my obvious eying her.

She continues dancing, but inches closer and closer to me until her body is just millimeters from mine. She takes my hand and places it firmly on her hips before moving her own hand down to my ass. The entire experience is so overwhelmingly erotic that I can feel myself tingling with desire. I close my eyes again, getting lost in the music and the feeling of her touch. When I open my eyes a moment later, she is right there. Just like with Lucy, I tower above her, the height difference forcing her to look up into my matching emerald eyes, merely centimeters from her own.

No women has ever made me feel like this before, she is simply...magnetic. Looking down at my mouth before meeting my eyes again she bites her lip gently, a silent question forming on her lips.

My heart is pounding in my chest, my breathing shallow.

Yes.

Yes. I want her to kiss me right now, right here in the sweaty crowd of strangers as she grinds against me, I need this girl to kiss me.

Looking at her innocent smile, I know she won’t make the first move without my consent. I nod firmly, whispering yes in answer to her unspoken question. Without hesitation, she moves her mouth to mine. The moment her lips make contact, I am certain, that I am not straight. The way my heart pounds, my body tingling everywhere. And I mean, everywhere. I feel my arousal heighten as wetness moistens my cotton panties. My flesh feels like it is on fire in every single place she touches my body. I know the feeling is mutual as I feel her body shift, a flush blossoming over her exposed chest as her breathing becomes shallow, desperate. I kiss her back, harder. Pulling her towards me, hips meeting as I advance my tongue slightly until I am finally inside of her mouth, exploring frantically as we kiss. I can't help but notice how she tastes of strawberries, sweet and delicious. 

Lips pressed firmly against each other; she moans into my mouth. The vibrations that follow are exhilarating. We stand together, kissing and softly grinding to the music for a moment before Amy takes my hand and leads me back towards her tent. 

She lays down on the double camping bed before holding out her hand, inviting me to join her. I waste no time in clambering on top of this stunning girl, my hands exploring every inch of her body. Still not quite believing that I am finally kissing a girl. 

She un ties the bow on my halter top and removes it, exposing my breasts, nipples erect and just begging for attention. Giving me no time to second guess my decision, Amy leans upwards from her position on the bed and gently places my breast between her lips. She kisses gently at first, before shifting to sucking rhythmically. A wave of pleasure courses through me as she nibbles at my flesh, no man has ever touched me like this. 

Her hands caress my body while her tongue flickers across my chest. She bites harder and I squirm helplessly beneath her touch. The gentle nibbles became more and more aggressive as she leaves marks trailing across my skin. The sensation overwhelming my mind, I moan louder, pushing her further onto my breasts. For a moment she continues to make my body explode with pleasure, before releasing my breast gently and moving to kiss my swollen lips. My breasts are so tender, flesh red and raw from her mouth.

I grind my crotch against her thigh as I straddle her in the bed, whimpering in pleasure. 

I need more. 

 I am still learning how all of this works, please patient with me. 

I would like my page to be an interactive environment where my subscribers have a say in the content I produce. When I get a hang of this, I will be releasing stories on a consistent basis. 

Anyone in the secondary tier will have the chance to vote on polls to choose the new fetish that we will explore together! 

Stories for all tiers will be released on the 28th of the month.