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@BellaCooperBks

It's a girl's night...
They were going to a hen party. Just as your wife got into the car, she flashed you, to show you she wasn't wearing panties. #medium #shortstory #steamy #romance #erotica #indieauthor #flashfiction #getmeoff Your cock got so hard... 🧵

But she has messed with you before. She's been a good sport about teasing you since you came out with it that you wanted her to cuckold you.

The last party she went to had a stripper. He was hung like a god, his dark skin in contrast to your wifes would have been hot. She took a picture and sent it. She had it in her hand and let you smell it when she came home.

@BellaCooperBks

You know you can....
When you see my video's the ones I post. Does it make you hard? Do you jerk off? I know you're my stepdad, but, do I turn you on? #medium #shortstory #steamy #erotica #indieauthor #flashfiction #getmeoff You know you don't have to just jerk off. 🧵

"You know I'll pose for you. That you can even touch me Daddy," I said wathcing the sweat form on his brow.

"Are you hard right now? Take it out, let me see."
He's conflicted, but obeys.

@BellaCooperBks

He rocked her back, an open mouth kiss. Nothing had ever seemed so sensual to me than this. Watching my wife succumb to the young man's touch. His kiss... #medium #shortstory #steamy #romance #erotica #indieauthor #flashfiction #getmeoff The kiss of her stepson 🧵

We met my son at the restaurant, he slipped into the booth next to her. She blushed as he gave her a full kiss. Then looked at me and smiled.

We had discussed another child, but I'm snipped. We went to doctors, but we needed a donor. My son volunteered.
"It would be part of our family that way," he suggested.

She didn't take much convincing, I thought it was because we had also considered swinging at one time.

@BellaCooperBks

I agreed to free use Friday because I thought it was just a way for my husband and I to fool around. But when he started having guys over on Fridays, I figured he had forgotten about it. #medium #shortstory #steamy #erotica #indieauthor #flashfiction #getmeoff. Or did he?

Then one Friday in the pool, David, his coworker untied my top, kissed my neck, and grabbed, well, everything...
"Oh, god, what are you doing?" My skin was on fire wherever he touched.
"Just what your husband said. Using you. Freeuse Friday, right?"

"Oh, ok. Yes, please. So, he knows?"
"I didn't ask," he said, and pulled down my bottoms. Then he was inside me. Deep. I loved every inch. The new cock feel, I came within a few strokes.

@BellaCooperBks

We love to hate each other. #medium #shortstory #steamy #romance #erotica #indieauthor #flashfiction #getmeoff but I can't help notice my stepbrother is a hung hunk when we share the bathroom. It was just a matter of time... (Can you imagine? Keep reading)

It's been a long time coming. We are too old to share the shower. It's too tempting, both married. Our spouses in the house. It's complicated. But he came in, rock hard, and we kissed.

I sank to my knees. I had to taste his cock, but he pulled me back up and turned me around. Getting me ready. Ready to take to only safe hole we have. I want his cum, deep. God this is so good.

Your hypnotist straddled you, pinning you to the bed. “That’s it toy. Feel me. Feel my power over you. Feel it washing over you in an endless tidal wave of bliss, of pleasure. Unmaking your body and unravelling your mind. Turning you into my good, sweet, obedient toy.”

Your eyes had rolled back into your head as you felt each and every sensation they described. Feeling their control taking hold of your body and mind. It felt incredible. They laughed down at you. “Such a good toy for me. So ready to give in. So easy to obey.”

Their hands dragged down your chest, taking a moment to tease, to toy with you. You bucked at the pleasure, but their thighs had you pinned down. “Ah, ah, ah, toy. You aren’t going anywhere. Not that you really want to, huh? No, you like this too much. Good toy.”

You felt them before you saw them. Their perfume, their footsteps on the floor. The rest of the party seemed to fade away as your attention focused solely on them. To the outside world, nothing had changed. But between the two of you, your dominant was your sole focus.

You excused yourself from your conversation to talk to them. They smiled as they took your hand. “Enjoying your evening, my love?” Their breath was warm on your cheek as they gave you a soft kiss. You nodded, telling them how your evening was going.

They smiled, and beckoned you into an empty room. “Good to hear you’re enjoying yourself, but how about we knock this on the head and get going before too long? I’ve wanted to play with you since we got here. You should wear that outfit more often, toy.”

“Oh, you poor thing. What’s wrong? Can you feel your thoughts leaving you already? I haven’t even switched the headset on yet, silly toy.” You felt your dominants hands securing your restraints. Holding you into the brainwashing chair. They laughed.

“Is that comfortable? It’s about to be even more comfortable, when there’s nothing but my voice in your silly, empty brain. Are you ready? Are you excited?” The headset began to hum, on, but with nothing running. “Because I am. I know what comes next.”

With a flash, spirals span before your eyes, and you had nowhere else to look. Copies of their voice were overlapping, overwhelming you, so very easily. You had nowhere else to be, and as your thoughts fled you, you stopped wondering why that was…

“Have you really thought this through, toy? I know, I know, we talked about it. You’ve asked, practically begged for this. But have you really considered what comes next?” Your hypnotist smiled, not fully paying attention to you as they fiddled in a drawer for something.

“This is a lot of control you’re giving me. Power over your orgasms. Over your arousal. And whilst you can safe word, or talk about it anytime, I just want to make sure that you’ve thought it through. After all, Your control might not be so easy to get back. So, are you sure?”

You took a moment, thinking. This was going to be a lot. They had promised that the freedom of pleasure you were used to experiencing would change. But you were sure about this. You trusted them. You nodded, took a deep breath, and finally said. “Yes. I’m sure.”

You felt footsteps on the carpeted floor growing closer. You could sense your hypnotist behind you, but it didn’t matter. You couldn’t take our eyes away from the spiral on the TV. The headphones were still playing their voice on a wonderful loop.

You felt their hand trace up your back, to your neck. You squirmed at the pleasurable sensation that their touch brought you. In your ears, their voice was saying “Just letting go of what you don’t need to remember, so you can focus more deeply on the pleasure I bring you.”

Then the headphones stopped. Your hypnotist was now speaking directly to you. “Good job toy. You’ve done so well, letting me brainwash you. I’m going to bring you up now, okay?” Your head gave the slightest nod, and they smiled. “Okay. One, two, three, and awake!”

“Come on now toy, don’t disappoint me. I know, I know, you’ve been edging for so long. But you can last a little longer, can’t you? What if I help? What if I made your brain feel all blank, and empty. Nothing but the pleasure.” Your hypnotist smiled.

“That’s it, good toy. Just focus on the pleasure for me. Let everything else leave your mind. You can give me your thoughts. You don’t need them, not right now. I’ll give them back, when we’re done.” You felt their hand caress your cheek, and squirmed at the sensation.

Every part of you was bursting with pleasure. You had long ago lost track of time, and now you were losing what was left of your thoughts. “Awh, my sweet toy. Have I made it harder? Is there nothing left but pleasure now? It’s okay. Don’t worry.”

“What comes first, my love? Do you reach the edge? Or does your mind shut off before then?” Your dominant laughed as you teased yourself, moans falling from your lips as pleasure threatened to overwhelm you. They leant down, their hands joining your own.

“Let’s start with ten. Feeling the pleasure rising, just as your thoughts, and your mind, become a little slower.” You felt a burst of pleasure deep in your core. “Nine. The two intermingling, mindlessness is pleasure, and pleasure is mindlessness.”

Your hands were more insistent, more eager now. “Eight. Feeling so good, so blank, so blissfully empty, aren’t you, toy?” They stood, towering over your weakness, your helplessness. “Seven. And I’m the one in control, even without touching you.”

Ok, I like you. Waiting is lame, so here goes nothing. Just going to get this out as quick as I can.

#Sizetwitter #Splatoon3 #Erotica #NSFW #Gore

Your head spun. Everything hurt. Your body felt unbelievably sore. You could hear your heart beating in your ears. You couldn't remember anything. Where were you? Who were you? Why were you here? As much as you wanted to answer these questions, you wouldn't have time for that.

"Ooooh, Shiver look! Another tiny!"

A booming peppy voice rang out, sending a shudder down your spine.

"Ugh, another one? You can have it, I dealt with the last one..."

Another loud voice followed soon after the first, this one cold and unenthused.

Your hypnotist smiled down at you as you yawned, the ache of tiredness washing over you. “Having trouble napping, toy?” they asked, wrapping one arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close to them.

You nodded, softly grunting your confirmation. You were so very sleepy.

Their hand brushed through your hair. “Would you like a bit of help with it?”

Again, you nodded. Words were hard right now, but your brain felt so full of thoughts. Of energy. Your body and your brain were in disagreement, but you knew that you wanted to rest, even temporarily.

They let you go, gently lowering you to rest on the bed. “Okay sweetie, then let’s work through that busy, busy, mind of yours, yeah?” Your nod was almost automatic, as their voice slipped into that soft hypnotic tone that you love. You felt your mind beginning to unravel.

“How long has it been pet?” You were barely aware of their voice, amongst the pounding pleasure that thrummed through your body. “Minutes? Hours? Do you even care anymore?” You let out a soft moan at their caress, not stopping your hand’s motion.

They laughed. “I don’t think you’re capable of caring anymore. All you can do now is feel the pleasure as it overwhelms your mind, sweeps away your thoughts. Leaves you empty. Ready, for me. Doesn’t it feel so good?” It did. It felt incredible.

Each motion of your hand felt like you were letting something of nature bloom through you. Taking your energy. Taking your power, and storing it, ready. And then there was their hand, wandering, almost causally, across your bare skin. Water feeding the roots of your pleasure.

“Okay, and that’s my problem why?” Your hypnotist smiled down at you, mischief etched into every line of their face.

“But – but -” Your words were silenced by a single finger, pressed to your lips.

“But what, you want to cum? Is that it?” They yawned.

You nodded, and they laughed. “Well too bad, toy. You agreed to give control over your orgasms to me. And I’m deciding that you don’t get to cum. Not today.” They stood up from the chair, and as you knelt on the ground before them, you felt their power over you solidify.

“No, you don’t get to cum. But you know what you can do?” Their hand grabbed your chin, pulling you up to look into their eyes. Their gorgeous eyes.

“What’s can I do?” You asked.

They eyes were locked onto yours. “You can begin to drop, can’t you?”

So I had an interesting idea. Usually when I write microfics, I'm focusing on the character in question. But what if I didn't do that? Going to give that a shot, lemme know what you think!

#Sizetwitter #Feet #Gore #Erotica

The first stomp only lasted an instant. To her it was no doubt the most simple of actions. A mere lowering of the leg to snuff out an insect. To you, however, it was as far from simple as could be. The moment the soft foot began to descend, you had been flung into hell.

You raised your arms in a pitiful instinctual attempt to defend your life. It was utterly meaningless of course. The foot was utterly undeterred, shattering the bones of your arms like they were made out of twigs. You could only stare up at the fleshy ceiling as it drew close...

New microfic! This story was written as a birthday gift for my friend @HietoReth. I hope you all enjoy it! I tried a slightly different style so definitely let me know your thoughts.

#Superstrength #Gore #Erotica

Her appearance was sudden. Who could have expected it? Out of nowhere, a random woman had appeared. She had descended from the sky like some sort of angel, her eyes closed and lips curled in a serene grin. How were they supposed to react?

The answer was with fear.

Moments passed after her feet daintily touched the earth, the deafening still silence hanging in the air. Until, suddenly…

BOOOOOM

…An explosion sounded as the woman vanished, leaving in her spot a cloud of dust surrounding a deep crater.

I had an idea that really wouldn't leave my mind, so I figured I'd try and write a microfiction for the first time.

CW: Extreme cruelty, gore, and general grossness.
#NSFW #Erotica #Gore

You fall to your knees, the Pokeball in your hands clattering down onto the sleek floor. After having come so far and defeating every trainer in your way, you’d been utterly defeated at the final stage. It was immensely frustrating the ease at which you’d been destroyed.

Cynthia, the champion of the Sinnoh league, had barely even tried during your battle. How was she so strong? These questions ran through your head, but the clack of Cynthia’s heels snapped you out of it as she walked towards you.

Quinn Blueheart, ✍️ of smut

“My feet are cold,” she declared as they lay in bed together caressing each other.
“What do you want me to do about it?” Her boyfriend, Hank sounded slightly annoyed.
“Get me my socks?” Kim asked with a slight pout.
Hank perked up. “Which socks?” 1/
#FlashFiction #Erotica

“You know, my sexy socks.”
“I was hoping you’d say that!”
Hank walked across the room naked in the cool fall air. Reaching the dresser, he pulled out a pair of long wool socks. He quickly returned to bed with a huge smile. Kim took the socks and gave Hank a quick kiss. 2/

She giggled as she briefly disappeared under the covers with the socks. Hank’s dick grew firm as he watched her curvy form wiggle under the covers putting on the socks. He expected her to emerge any moment. But instead the lump under the covers moved in his direction. 3/

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“Awh, honey, what’s wrong? Don’t you want to touch me?” Your hypnotist smiled as they taunted you. Your body, frozen to the spot, was filled with desire, with arousal, with lust. “Am I being mean puppet?” You considered, you could answer… And they were looking at you, waiting.

Finally, you spoke. “Y-Yes.” The timid answer made them titter.

“Oh, pet, if I’m being mean, why don’t you try to resist my control? Try to move. Do it.” Their hand brushed down your arm, sending a tingle of pleasure running through you at the soft touch.

And you tried. But no amount of effort would move you, not even an inch.

“Awh… sweetie. Is it too hard?” Their hand had moved, caressing down your bare chest. “Is your body all stuck? It’s okay. I like you like this. I think you like it too. Don’t you pet?”

What – what had you been doing? You had just walked into the room and now you were struggling to remember what for. You turned around, thinking to retrace your footsteps, when your partner called out. “Hey, babe. What’s wrong?” You stopped, and turned back into the room.

Had they always been there? Sat on the sofa? “I… Forgot.” This had been happening more and more frequently recently. Just walking into rooms, and forgetting what you were doing there. It didn’t trouble you. It felt a little soothing, for some reason.

Your partner stood from the sofa, and came to you, taking your hand. Concern on their face. “Awh, pet… Do you forget a lot?” They pulled you close, holding you tight. You could smell their comforting scent. Your body relaxed into them. “Are you sure you weren’t made to forget?”

“Hey, toy, stop moving. I know it feels good, but if I want you to squirm, I’ll tell you, okay?” You tried to focus, to distract yourself from the pleasure they were delivering to you that made your toes curl. But you couldn’t, not as their mouth descended once again.

It felt so good, and sure, their suggestion to be so much more sensitive than normal wasn’t helping, but even without that, they were always capable of making you feel pure ecstasy. And then the sensation was retreating, and they were looking up the bed at you, brow furrowed.

“What did I say toy?” Their voice was full of menace. Their eyes were locked on yours.

“To- To- To stop moving.” You tried to look away from their eyes, in shame, but you couldn’t, no matter how much you tried.