Would you like to read a free use erotic short story that’s set in a forest (ish) and includes fingering and a grassy floor fuck, between two old friends that use each other for sexual gratification? You’ve come to the right place!
Yes, we have a contract, a free use contract – but we are so much more than that.
We’re like therapy. The best therapy. The kind of therapy that actually works and soothes your soul from the inside-out. You scratch an itch that I didn’t realise needing scratching until you scratched it for the first time. From that very first moment I knew I’d never be able to give you up. I guess you felt the same because here we are, years later, still dancing our reliable, predictable-but-not waltz.
Written from a first person female perspective (present tense,) this smutty story features MF sex only.
Includes:
- free use erotica
- exhibitionism
- forest/treed setting
- public sex
- dominant male + submissive female
- friends-with-benefits
- finger-fucking
Forest Favours: Free Use Erotic Short Story Teaser:
Yes, we have a contract, a free use contract – but we are so much more than that.
We’re like therapy. The best therapy. The kind of therapy that actually works and soothes your soul from the inside-out. You scratch an itch that I didn’t realise needing scratching until you scratched it for the first time. From that very first moment I knew I’d never be able to give you up. I guess you felt the same because here we are, years later, still dancing our reliable, predictable-but-not waltz.
At 7:57pm you pull up in that shiny black car of yours that rumbles through the night.
“Get in,” you say, your voice gruff and face, as always, frowning.
I do as I’m told, careful to flatten my dress as I sit, so it doesn’t wrinkle on the journey. You like things just so; though, I’m tempted to wrinkle it for the inevitable punishment. Would you dish out three spanks of my arse? Five? Ten, but with a paddle instead of your rough, large hands? I’ll gladly accept them all.
“Are we eating tonight?” I ask.
“Are you hungry?” you ask back, squeezing my thigh hard, but not painfully. Yet.
“No.”
“No, then.”
You’re a man of few words, but you don’t need them. I don’t, either. They’re not required for this kind of therapy, but the odd “right there,” or “fuck, yes,” certainly doesn’t hurt.
The drive feels endless. I have no idea where we are, but houses and streetlights have been replaced by tall trees and dark country roads. I don’t bother to ask where we’re going; I already know you won’t tell me. Instead, I rest my hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze before lightly scratching my pointed black nails over your dark jeans. Those are your favourite nails, of course. And now, they’re mine.
“I can’t wait to fuck you,” I tell you. It’s barely a whisper.
“I need you this week,” you reply, each word dripping with seduction.
“You need me?”
You reach across to lift my dress higher and brush your fingers over my thighs. “I need to come inside you.”
The words dance around in my mind, sending butterflies soaring in my stomach. The few words you do say, are always the right ones. They speak directly to my libido, lighting the fire without so much as a single touch. You need me. Fuck, I wish you’d say it again. I’d ask you to repeat it, but your fingertips are lighting fires on my skin, and I can barely think straight.
– from Forest Favour: Free Use Erotic Short Story.
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