This gorgeous femdom dating fantasy is written and read beautifully by The Barefoot Sub, and originally appeared on her website. Note that it contains pain, spunk-milking and pegging.

Dating, what a nuisance it is. Or maybe it’s the looking for a date that I find so awful? Having to network, usually online, initially before meeting for a coffee at a neutral location. So much posturing, posing, preening. Being vulnerable and allowing others to see the real ‘you’ appears to be actively discouraged. So very far removed from who I am, not to mention being the opposite of what I want in a partner. That all changed when I met you.

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1. It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked anyone with a strap on, so there’s an element of novelty. I’ve half forgotten how it feels to slide inside. I’m keen to remember.

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This gorgeous strap on fantasy is written and read by Euphemise This, and originally appeared on her website. 

She had waited excitedly for the postie to arrive and, now that the parcel was in her hands, thoughts of her upcoming hot date became incredibly vivid in her mind. She had selected next-day delivery so that there was time for testing before use, and couldn’t hide her smile as she signed for the package. Taking the tissue-wrapped treasures out of their box, she realised that the alone time necessary to test everything out definitely couldn’t wait until the evening.

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This fabulous pegging erotica is written by Molly Moore, and originally appeared on her website. It is read here by Matt Johnson.

It was there on the bed when I got back from dropping the kids at school. It’s been placed very pointedly on the bed. A message left for me.

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This stunning kinky threesome erotica, with two submissive women and one dominant guy, is written and read beautifully by The Barefoot Sub, and originally appeared on her website. 

We arrive in the usual way. Well, usual for me. Heels, skirts, no knickers, bare legs. Not getting noticed in the lobby and slipping through his door after I take a deep breath in and out. As we settle I unpack the items he has asked me to bring. The wand, my strap on, my coir rope and some cotton lengths too, along with some of my impact toys. Satisfied that they are all there (not that I didn’t check them over thee times before taking my bag to the car) I take another deep breath and turn to you. Feasting my eyes on you one more time, the salacious grin on my face mirroring the one plastered on yours before we break eye contact.

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