Gentlemen of TER,

covered missionary

But I'm pretty sure they are all more than 500 words. Sorry.

Purely fiction, of course

You can't make a condensed Reader's Digest version???

Greetings  
Freshen up shower
Lfk
Dfk
Groping.  
Clothes. Off.  
Daty in various postions.
Clean up on aisle 12! New sheets.
69
Cover?
Doggie
Mish
You on top  
Im gonna blow
Recovery bbbj
You back on top
An O for you
Did someone say greek?
Doggy prone  
Slow at first.
You look back and ask for more.
I give more.  
Rcg anal.
I blow from the view.
You squirt and hit the wall  
Maybe some atm?  
Cuddles

From reviews, I'd love to see this provider, but she's not in my area, and she's probably out of my budget.

if you are paying, but the prizes for best scenario are free sessions.  Your budget is moot in this situation.   She's not asking for fiction.  She wants to know what you plan to do to/for her during the free session if you are the winner.  Describe you fantasy and if the voting members are titillated enough to help you live it, you might win.  

Clean up on aisle 12! 🤣

Not quite Hemingway.

Correct on every point!

lower case had me thinking e e cummings  
up so floating many bells down

I enter a coffee shop in Midtown NYC after a business meeting. I’m wearing a business suit with a blue shirt and blue tie. I lock eyes with you, a beautiful woman wearing a red dress and a devilish grin. You seem slightly familiar. I can’t shake the feeling that I recognize you from somewhere. You’re working on a computer but I also notice a few books in a bag beside you. There are erotic lit novels, as well as a few non-fiction guides like “The Ethical Slut” and “The New Bottoming Book.” I order my coffee and make my way over to your table. Our eyes lock again and I introduce myself and ask if I can sit down. You say yes, and I skip the small talk. “I noticed you’re a bit of a bookworm” I say. You smile and reply “a lady needs to explore her boundaries.” “Reading and leaning is great, but practice makes perfect,” I say. “Well my hotel room is around the block, if you’re willing to lend a hand.”  
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We get to your hotel room. As soon as the doors close our hands are all over each other as we start making out. I’m licking your earlobes and kissing your neck and you do the same to me. Our hands and lips are moving all over each other as we start taking each other’s clothes off. You’re wearing an incredible set of lingerie. I also notice at this point your coffee table is covered with all sorts of sex toys, neatly arranged. There are floggers, paddles, restraints, dildos and butt plugs of all shapes and sizes. We make our way to the couch. “You are such a naughty, nasty slut. Daddy needs to make sure you’re a good girl” I say. “I want to be the best girl” you reply.
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I bend you over my knee and your ass is in the air. I pull your panties down. I grab a paddle and start spanking your ass, slowly at first to warm you up but with increasing intensity. With each slap you let out a mixture of yelps and moans. Eventually I grab a butt plug, lube it up and put it in your asshole. “I’ll come back to that later, but first I need you to help daddy” I say. We arrange you to be on your knees, facing the couch. I put handcuffs on you with your hands behind your back. I start fingering you while your moans intensify. Then I sit down in front of you, pull my underwear down and put my cock in your mouth. You instinctively start sucking, bobbing your head up and down with impressive control despite being restrained. My cock grows increasingly firm. I then stand up and start face fucking you. Spit starts dripping out of the corners of your mouth until I am rock hard. “Daddy’s ready now” I say.  
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I arrange you, face and shoulders on the floor with your ass sticking in the air. Your arms are still cuffed behind your back. I tease you by eating your pussy from behind. You’re going crazy and squirming until you beg “please fuck me.” “No topping from the bottom,” I say with a joking smile. Eventually I start rubbing my cock on your pussy until I plunge it in, and you respond with a shrieking moan. I start fucking you, slowly at first and increasing the speed until we find a good rhythm. However, before I can cum I stop and say “one more hole.”  
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You still had the butt plug in. I pull it out, I lick your asshole for a bit until I think you’re ready. You can’t stop moaning and squirming. I apply some lube and plunge my cock into your asshole. At this point you’re losing it as my cock goes in and out of you. I keep fucking you until I can tell I’m close. I get one last big, deep thrust and cum deep in your asshole.  
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“Thank you for making daddy cum, now it is your turn to be rewarded,” I say. I take off the restraints and we lie on the couch. We make out as I finger your pussy deep, hitting the G-spot. Then I grab a vibrator and stick it on your clit. The combination of making out, deep G-spot stimulation and clitoral stimulation sends you into a spiral. Your moans increase in volume and frequency. Your body starts to shake. “I’m about to cum” you say. I don’t let up, my fingers are pressed firmly against your G-spot until the squirms intensify. Finally you let out on last scream and your body starts bucking and shaking. Our lips lock in one last deep, intense kiss as you orgasm intensely. We’re both exhausted. I take the cuffs off of you and help you up. We’re botj drained so we collapse into each other’s arms on the couch. We’re cuddling each other for a few minutes, trying to collect ourselves. I gently kiss your forehead. You look up to me and say “you were right, practice does make perfect.” I smile and our lips meet again for a soft, lingering french kiss. We go back to cuddling and are about to pass out in each other’s arms. However before we pass out I whisper into your ear. “You’re such a good girl, next time I’m going to introduce you to some of my friends. I expect you to be as kind to them as you are to me.” You look at me and smile, before resting your head on my chest and nodding off to sleep.

-- Modified on 3/10/2026 9:58:12 AM

Tough to beat 420s ideas. I have to give him credit here as his was a great read. It was actually fantastic! I just voted for his  plan.

He began with a true sentence

comprehensive 500-word read I have ever seen.  Lol   Nevertheless, I couldn't stop reading until the end, but I will hold my vote and see who else takes a shot over the next several weeks.  

I asked admin if I could edit since I caught typos. They deleted so I could repost. Welp, lol. I guess that works. But I lost the upvotes and comments I had. Here it goes.

I tried my best. Pandora is incredibly creative and obviously very intelligent. She definitely proves that the brain is an erogenous zone. Sometimes intelligent people are the kinkiest, most creative lovers. I tried to match her energy!

I turn 70 in a few months. I should have been dead for a long time since my first and truest love was a beautiful but capricious and deadly Heroin. No tis not a misspelling, this doll’s mother Opium unleashed her onto humanity. On many occasions she left me on the precipice of annihilation, and still I craved her love.
Facing far too much time locked away I cut off that bitch and lived clean. Though occasionally dreaming of sucking some of that perfidious bliss from her loins.  
All in all things got better and I nearly forgot about her. Alas, nearly.  
I realized some years ago I experienced an inopportune awakening. I turned off all the noise and read only classic literature and philosophy. And then I saw what a despicable and pernicious lot mankind is. Especially the fact that we still have a clause for sanctioned Murder.  
Now I live in the Tower of Babel Alas I think it’s time to checkout, I am sanctioning my death. I shall put a call in to my sweet Heroine.
I drove to DTLA and past Fentanyl Row and thought I needed a drink first. I went into the Stile Hotel and the bar was filled with hipsters There was an open seat at the bar next to a ravishing young morsel . She was sipping on a cocktail with her glamorous red lips lingering on the rim. Here I was on my last day and nature is still tempting me. Was she clairvoyant or an angel, because she turned and caught me staring at her, " my name is P____, hmm, is that a dirty look in those sad brown eyes?" I laughed. Two drinks later she whispered in my ear "excuse me but I feel my bed upstairs is quite sad." I paid the tab and after a brief conversation of commerce we went to save the bed.  
I briefly explained my plans and she was delighted to be part of the my last chapter, but with the caveat that she may do a rewrite. P____ quickly pulled me towards those juicy lips and my whole world quaked. I lost track of my plans, succumbed to her powers. I was now possessed and needed to take everything I could get. I lifted her and threw her onto the bed and undressed her as if her clothes were on fire, rending this, pulling that. Before me was a work of art. My intentions were to remove its luster but instead she screamed with such pleasure as I kissed, bit, sucked, licked and spat upon every inch her.
"Fuck my mouth boy!" I did and her eyes teared and when I reached between her legs she was dripping juices that I needed to savor. I did. Then I dragged her to the floor and warned her that her ass was going to get a lashing and she yelled No, but then laughed and laughed as I crammed my rock hard cock up her. Glory glory Hallelujah. I want to live I want to live.  
She said fine but you owe me a couple of grand. Haha, I am now awake again, fucking bitch. Cash is King and mankind is shit. I paid her and she told me I had more to do and to go home and sleep it off. I kissed her and went to the elevator. I looked at the buttons and I chose the one that said Rooftop. What a fucking life.

I find her outrageously sexy so it was a hot read. Again, well done!

You can edit your own posts. Just click on the subject of your post, it is a link. There will be a blue button at the bottom that says “Action.” Just click on it and a drop down menu appears. If it is your own post the option to edit will appear.

That only works for a limited amount of time after the post is made. (3 hours?)

I set up a meeting with Pandora at some mid-Manhattan coffee shop for a little “get to know you” banter.   I was there on business, so I couldn’t do a “full meeting”.  I had previously flipped through her weird, neverending website, her self-ingratiating Trystlink dissertation and her nasty reviews.  Nice on the outside, evil on the inside.  Perfect.

Yeah, I use that often. I posted it at night before going to sleep. I noticed the typos when I woke up the next day. By that time the edit option was gone since time is limited. Thanks for trying to give advice though. I enjoy these more than the silly arguments like the last time. Good luck!

turns off.  Then you have to plead your case to admin.  It's discretionary on their part whether they are convinced that it needs editing for some reason.  

Part 1
The envelope contained only one instruction.

I swear I was right in the room with you! Your pacing and rhythm is exquisite.

Dancing fingers… 😍

There is a short film nominated for an Oscar called The Singers, about a bunch of down and out low-lifes in a dive bar.  Someone offers a prize for the best singer.  Watching them rise to the occasion is moving. This reminds me of that.   Go see the film

The conference room was quiet except for the faint glow of a projector and the soft rhythm of a voice presenting slides. I had barely stepped inside when I saw her—my slender secretary, poised at the front of the room, already midway through the presentation.

Now you’re just making me blush on purpose 🥰

Who are you calling a lowlife? 🧐

We’ve been trapped in the elevator for 10 minutes, just the two of us, somewhere between the seventieth floor and infinity.  We are silent and restless.  You shift.

I walk up to girl on street. She give me boner.
I say, "I have money. If I give you money, can I put my penis in your vagina?"
She says, "Si."
I reply, "Also mouth?"
She says, "Si."
I ask, "Where?"
She says, "Een alley. En bajo."
I say, "Good. How much."
She says, "Twenty for just in boca. Forty for in vagina."
I hand her forty. We walk into alley.
In alley she squats in front of me and pulls out penis. Then girl puts it in her mouth. I notice she had condom in mouth and put it on penis with lips. Smart girl.
After five minutes she stand up, faces wall and pulls down pants. Also under pants. Very smart girl.
I put in penis.  Push penis back and forth. Feels very, very good.
I shoot load in bag.
Girl pulls up pants. Leaves alley.
That's it.
OK, I know I won. Now where Pandora will let me put penis in her vagina. Maybe in DuPont Circle? Is that what Pandora calls vagina?
Nick cracks self up.

I aim to please!!

The door opens and you're already on your knees on the carpeted hotel room, hands clasped behind your back, no bindings needed; you know what your role is and need no restraints. I enter and shut the door quietly. Within seconds, I have stripped and I walk right up to your face - your jaw opens instinctively, saliva building. Slowly, you gather my cock into your mouth, until I am engulfed by your red-painted lips, growing quickly inside your warmth. Yet I'm not here to please you. Rather, you are subservient to me in this moment. With that in mind, before allowing myself to become fully erect, I relax, and let loose a flood of urine into your mouth, flowing gently and continuously down your throat. You swallow every drop, staring up, barely breathing. After I'm finished using you as my human toilet, I begin to fuck your face to such an extreme degree that not only is your makeup smeared, but your eyeliner is running down your face, spit and pre-cum sliding down your chest to your clit. You aren't even thinking: not a single cell in your brain is processing anything but your desperate need for cum and filth. You see I'm still wearing my shoes, and you take my cock out of your mouth, strings of spit hanging from it, and you lick my shoes clean...because, of course, I need my shoes to be clean, don't I?  
Now fully naked, we move to the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed, and you mount me. My legs are spread, you face away from me, and ride until you...well, I don't need to say anything: you know you need to wait for permission. I don't give it. I watch you squirm, and writhe, until you fall off of my cock and crumple onto the floor. I stand over you while masturbating until you recover and take my cock in your hands, taking the condom off. It's slick with your spit. You deepthroat me over and over again until I lock your head in my hands and erupt in your throat. You don't even feel it, nor do you need to: it's just to feed your insatiable lust. You gulp over and over until I'm drained.
I smile at you, and you smile back, heaving with bated breath while you wonder, "What next?" I invite you to follow me into the bathroom. Into the shower we go, you taking my hand and stepping in delicately. Starting at each other, our faces inches away from each other, breathing hot breath into each other's mouths, you fondle me while you unleash your own bladder on my crotch, almost like a coulis on my cock, a perfect sauce that only makes you salivate more.
Our bodies blend together in an erotic embrace. I cum again in your hands, you cum as my fingers tickle your swollen clit. We collapse as water pours for hours, gently washing us until dawn.

-- Modified on 3/12/2026 12:07:15 PM

A much more detailed version that has been well received, I have to post in two parts due to the length. I hope you all enjoy

Part 2
I take the ends of the silk from your hands, tightening the knot with precision, then lay you back against the sheets.
Your legs fall open as I bind each ankle to a bedpost, spreading you wide, exposing the slick, glistening folds of your sex.
Your breath hitches.
My fingers trail down your inner thigh, avoiding where you want them most, your hips twitch, a silent plea.
I pick up the clamps.
“Anticipation is a kind of pain, isn’t it?” I don’t wait for an answer.
The first clamp closes around your nipple, a sudden, shocking bite that makes you gasp.
I watch your face, the way your eyes widen, the flush that creeps down your chest. The second clamp follows, and now you have two points of exquisite, focused agony.
I give the connecting chain a gentle tug, the sensation arcs through you, your back arch off the bed.
“Are you ready to surrender?”
Your eyes dark and unfocused, flutter shut, your only response is to lick your lips with a slow hard swallow
One hand moves to cup your breast, thumb circling over one of your clamped nipples, while the other slides down your stomach, through the neat triangle of hair, to part your slick lips.
Your breath becomes deeper, more prolonged as my fingers explore the depth between your legs, feeling how incredibly wet you are, how your entrance clenches around the one exploring finger.
“You must be very excited,” I murmur, my own voice growing rough with desire.
I lean down, taking the other clamped nipple between my teeth, not biting hard, just firm, possessive pressure that sends a jolt straight to your core.
You moan, a raw, desperate sound.

One month in the contest remaining! Let me be clear: the prizes I'm offering are very, very real.  

There is a clean, sharp pacing to this that works very well. The transition from public, intellectual teasing in a coffee shop to strict private authority is a dynamic I never tire of.

I am glad you took the time to fight with the editing window and repost this.

Exhibitionism mixed with strict professional composure is a very difficult balance to strike, and you managed the contrast beautifully. The idea of holding the attention of a room while completely surrendering out of sight is an elegant, thrilling power dynamic. The juxtaposition of business metrics and unlacing silk is wonderful.

The hot water cascades over our tangled bodies, washing away the evidence of my total debasement. I lean my heavy head against your chest, my mind completely blank, feeling nothing but a queesy and happy gratitude. Circles traced on wet skin. Fingertips. I'm waiting silently for your next command. A perfectly hollowed vessel, ready to be filled again.

I assume the 500 word limit has been lifted.  

500 word limit makes it easier for everyone to actually read the stories, subscribe to the core ideation and participate in the fantasy. Respectfully, I encourage you to stick to it.

I’m glad you liked it. I only wish there was a way for them to not have deleted it. I had two likes and pretty sure I only gained yours back. The other got lost in the wind.

So according to photos and reviews Pandora is a hot and extremely sexual woman, or perhaps she's too good to be true. She posted this contest to win a couple of hours gratis with her.All you need to do is write a short story/fantasy about a session with this  submissive.  
So far about 10 guys Including myself took the time to write up a story. What's really odd is there's a couple of dozen guys that basically live here and get involved in countless threads with nothing in return.  
So why aren't there more guys interested in spending a wild time with Pandora for free?  
It seems that many of you would rather spend hours upon hours writing about nothing and ignoring the possibility to win a $2K wild ride.  
Just seems odd to me.

We meet at the quiet hotel bar in the corner booth, the low lights catching the ice in our drinks. You’re in that tight black dress that hugs every curve, and I can’t stop staring at the way your lips wrap around the rim of your martini glass. We make small talk—work, the drive here, how fucking good you look—but the air’s already thick with it. My hand finds your thigh under the table, fingers tracing slow circles higher until you shift and press your legs together, trapping my hand. You lean in, breath warm against my ear: “Finish that drink. I need you upstairs now.”
We barely make it to the elevator before I pin you against the wall, mouth crashing into yours—deep, hungry kisses, tongues sliding, your hands yanking at my shirt. The doors open; we stumble down the hall, laughing and groping, keycard fumbling until we’re inside.
I kick the door shut and back you against it, dropping to my knees. I hike your dress up, shove your panties aside, and bury my face between your thighs. Long, flat tongue strokes along your outer lips first—teasing, tasting how wet you already are—while you try to grind your clit onto me. “Not yet, baby,” I murmur against your slick skin. I suck each plump outer lip gently into my mouth, tugging softly until your fingers knot in my hair and you shove my face right where you need it.
A few fast whisper-licks on your swollen clit and you’re gone—body locking, hips bucking hard as you scream my name. I clamp down, sucking strong while my tongue flicks relentlessly through the convulsions, milking every shuddering wave until you’re trembling and dripping down my chin.
I slide up your body, exhaling hot breaths over your nipples, making them diamond hard. My palm stays firm on your soaked pussy, keeping that steady pressure as I wedge my knees between your legs and kiss your neck—soft, teasing, then nibbling your earlobe. I lift my hand just enough to graze your outer lips; you’re drenched, hips rolling up to chase my fingers. I spread your wetness everywhere—four fingers gliding up and down your slit in rhythm, filthy wet sounds filling the room. You thrust shamelessly against my hand, moaning my name.
I’m rock-hard, aching. I shift higher, nibbling your ear while I keep the four-finger glide. Then I slide the thick head of my cock between my ring and middle fingers, letting it join the slippery tease—rubbing your clit, dipping along your entrance. You’re air-fucking me desperately now, hips snapping. Each downstroke I press deeper, popping the head in a quarter-inch before pulling back. You gasp, beg in broken whimpers.
Your ankles lock around my waist—you yank me down, forcing me inside in one deep thrust. You gasp halfway in, walls clenching tight around my 7.5 inches of girth as you adjust. Slow half-thrusts ease me deeper until you moan long and low as I sink balls-deep, filling your pussy completely.
We fuck hard and primal—your drenched pussy slurping around my cock, skin slapping, my balls smacking your ass. You rake my back, legs squeezing, hips meeting mine in frantic rhythm. You come again, pussy clamping like a fist, milking me as you scream my name, gushing around my cock while I keep pounding through it.
But we’re not done. I pull out slow, slick with your juices, and flip you onto your stomach. I spread your cheeks, tongue diving back to your tight hole—slow circles, probing thrusts, getting you dripping and relaxed again. You moan into the pillow, pushing back for more. I lube us both generously, then press the head against your ass. You breathe deep, arching as I ease in inch by inch—stretching you wide, filling you completely until I’m buried to the hilt.
I start slow, then build—deep, steady thrusts that make you gasp and whimper. Your hand slips between your legs, rubbing your clit in frantic circles. The room fills with wet sounds, your moans turning desperate. I grip your hips, pounding harder, feeling you tighten around me. When you come again—shaking, crying out my name—your ass clenches rhythmically, pulling me over the edge.
I bury myself deep one last time and unload—hot, thick spurts flooding your ass, pulsing inside you as I groan your name. We stay locked together, my cock twitching through the last waves, your body trembling under mine. Finally I ease out slow, watching my cum leak from your stretched hole, dripping down your thighs in creamy white trails.
We collapse, sweaty and wrecked—fucked each other’s brains out, just like we wanted.

My god, I could kiss you right now.

This is wonderful

Geez finally something good to read !

I hope you enjoyed it! Alas I don't think I'm going to win. C'est la vie. Still a fun little exercise!

I have *no* idea how this contest will turn out, but it’s far too early to count yourself out.  

I swear mine is exactly 500??

Great! I honestly haven’t yet counted.  

Since the winner is to be decided by a vote of the membership, I can count on one hand the votes I even have a longshot at getting if I did my best writing  There are much larger number of members here who I have offended in one way or another (mostly by exposing bullshit posts) over the past 18 years that would not vote for me even if my story won a Pulitzer Prize, so the only way I would spend the time on this is if the result was determined by a random draw, which is still no good because you want the best story to win.  

I would have written a tale that reads like my reviews but that would have been boring.

"down-market" for you, but I know you do go to CR for pussy.  I understood, but let's just say, "I wanted it to be real" because it's an adventure OUTSIDE the norm for guys like you and me.  Lol;

The other thing that surprises me is why people aren’t voting! It’s going to be hard to judge the winner!

their submissions in hopes of a submission by you and an emission by them.

Very clever -- and spot on. Yes, a submission for a submission. The natural order of things, hehe.

Opened condom for sale. Never used.

-- Modified on 4/11/2026 9:58:55 AM

I stand eye to eye with Pandora. The belt comes off, immediately around her neck,  just tight enough.  

better!

A note on your windshield. "It's time. Enter the Void." An address underneath. The heart leaps, libido consumes you.

You arrive at my hotel room, the door opens slowly, the moment you step inside, there’s no greeting only a sharp, stinging slap across your face. I call it guidance. Before you can process, another strike lands, your head snapping to the side as my hand grips your jaw, forcing your mouth open. I spit into it without hesitation, watching closely as you swallow. This is your first test, take what you’re given without question and you obey.

The clacking of heels on the marble floor heading to the elevator barely registered as you replayed dinner.  He was an objectively handsome man, fit well dressed, one of many such people. Why did you feel this way? Why were you so anxious? Despite being a forgone conclusion, you were unsure what was going to happen next, this was closer to eagerness.  Your breath became shorter as you approached the elevator. It was a strange sensation to be around someone with such calm strength, no ego in it, no machinations to assert it, simple strength like the tide coming in, whether you stayed on the shore and let it wash over you was your choice; it did not matter.
 
 
So lost in this thought you did not even notice the elevator doors open. His hand against the bare small of your back broke daydream so suddenly you could not quite catch the spontaneous gasp, with the requisite goose bumps down your arm and flushing of your cheeks.  Whether he noticed it or chose not to react to it you will never know, he simply led you into the elevator, 1 step closer to what you were craving.  
 
 On the ride up the you were certain you needed this man to fuck you, feel his strength take your body. Why was this elevator ride so long?  That look was plainly on your face when the doors opened and an older woman looked you both up and down, grinning knowingly.
 
As you approached your suite he leaned in, put his hand over yours on the handle, his lips so close to your ear you could feel the warmth of his breath.
“Only your body has a voice in this room.”
Your nipples were fully hard poking through your silk blouse. At the thought of surrender your clit was throbbing as you opened the door.
 
You turned to put down your purse; his mouth was on your neck sliding up to your ear lobe.  His warm lips on your neck sent a shiver through you. As you turn to face him you don’t even realize he has scooped you up pinning you too the wall, one hand squeezing your ass as his other reaches over you, grabbing both arms holding them above your head as he explores your mouth. His tongue flicking over yours.  You can feel his thick hard cock against you as you grind your hips
 
Clothes come off with no regard for order or method, zippers are pulled and buttons are popped as your mutual desire takes over.  You are carried over to bed. This is your first chance to see his body, long lean with a throbbing hard cock. He kneels at the foot of the bed kissing his way up your thighs to your wet pussy and clit.  One hand is exploring your breasts.  His other hand is circling your clit as he licks it.  You are so close to an orgasm you blurt out “fuck m….”.
 
The response is shockingly quick, the sound of the slap registered before the pain/shock, before you can take a breath his thick wet cock is in your mouth, slick with precum his balls resting against your cheek. You realize this is the punishment for not speaking with your body. He begins to thrust back and forth, your eyes begin to water, you start to pull away to catch your breath, but his hand is there pulling your head deeper and harder. You hear him moan.  Knowing how good he feels using you like this is incredible. He reaches down and starts to rub your clit, you can feel the orgasm building as you raise your hips in response.  Just before the edge as your legs begin to tremble, feeling lightheaded from having his cock so far down your throat, he pulls out, as you take a huge breath, he flips you over grabbing your hips as he slides into your soaked pussy.  You feel every inch as it slides all the way in. long deep thrusts his balls slapping up against you clit he pounds deeper, you can feel his cock start to twitch inside of you. He reaches forward, pulling you back to him by your hair exposing your neck, you have never felt so vulnerable and so wanted before. He lets go of your hair, hand sliding down your stomach rubbing your clit as he thrusts. The orgasm comes in a giant wave, as you come his hands slide up around your neck, his thrust becomes frantic. You feel his cock twitch and the sensation sends you over the edge as you come. Quivering but unable to move as he holds tight feeling the pulses of his come deep inside you.  
 
He doesn’t let you go but stays inside you as he lays you down, kissing the back of your neck rubbing you stomach and dripping wet pussy.  you turn to say something, only to have his mouth cover yours.

-- Modified on 4/13/2026 11:25:10 AM

THESE ARE SOOOOOO GOOD!  You writers are outdoing yourselves.

If she doesnt turn on some porn, is this even possible with the ed?

at the expense of my own tale, I have to give you props here for writing from her perspective. nicely done.

Thanks for the kind words, i have enjoyed reading and participating!

Hi Pandora, to keep things interesting  why don't you post  your top 3 , 5 , or 10 best  prospects or stories ?  

I stepped off the elevator on the floor Pandora had given me, my pulse thrumming in my ears like a heavy bass line. As I turned into the corridor toward her room, the anticipation of the unknown—of finally meeting the woman who had promised to be my playground—sent a surge of adrenaline through me. I knocked, and the door creaked open as if it had been waiting for my touch.
Pandora didn’t wait for introductions. She greeted me with a searing kiss, her presence immediate and overwhelming as her tongue explored my mouth without warning. Her hand found me instantly, engorged, pulling me to her. No words were exchanged; her gaze was a challenge, a silent invitation that she maintained as she slowly led me toward the bed.
The room was a curated gallery of desire. Spread across the furniture were various implements of pleasure: silken ropes, heavy cuffs, and leather whips. A whirlwind of excitement flowed through me as Pandora leaned in, her breath hot against my ear.
“I want you to do whatever turns you on,” she whispered, the words vibrating through me. “Your only limit is your imagination. Tonight, I am yours.”
The declaration broke the last of my restraint. I pulled her into a deep, commanding kiss, my hands moving upward to trail along the line of her throat. Pulling he away I spit into her mouth, I wanted to see how much of this fire she could handle. As the session intensified, the room blurred into a haze of sensation and command. In moments her mouth was wrapped tightly around me. Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes smearing her makeup and she forced herself deeper.
I moved her toward the headboard, securing her wrists in the cuffs. The metallic click echoed in the quiet room, marking the transition from play to absolute focus. I wanted to test her resolve, teasing her with a slow, methodical pace. Using a small vibrator, I brought her to the very edge of release, only to pull away the moment her breath hitched.
"Please," she rasped, her eyes searching mine.
I didn't answer with words. I dialed the intensity upward, watching as her composure began to fracture. When I finally allowed her the release she was begging for, her body convulsed in a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure that drenched me with her squirt.
She didn't stay down for long. Within moments, she was moving against me again, her hips working with a frantic, renewed energy. The connection was mesmerizing; looking into her eyes felt like falling into a storm. As the tension reached its breaking point, I felt the world narrow down to just the two of us. Without warning I was cummings inside of her as we collapsed against each other, our breathing synchronized in the sudden silence of the room.
Pandora looked up at me, a mischievous glint returning to her eyes despite her exhaustion. "Ready for round two?"

I thought I might try my hand at the contest.

HeHits has been DM'ing a bunch of random people and asking them to vote for him. That's why his vote totals suddenly spiked today. I think he should be DISQUALIFIED!!!!!

I'm not going to take up the board with a big debate about this either. I'm more than happy to discuss with Panda if she wants.

Don’t worry dude I don’t care either way. You wanted it you earned it have fun.

Admin and still had to tamper with the vote.  Noted for the future.  If it's any consolation, I liked yours better and you only needed one try.  I will also applaud your sportsmanship.  Classy move on your part even though it was undeserved.  

He sent a DM to me. He sent it to my other handle that I use to write reviews. I don’t post on the board with that handle. I’ve also never talked to him before with that handle or exchanged any messages. That’s why I know he was just spamming random accounts. I think its dirty but there were no rules against it so… whatever lol.

I'd say such events are amazing in terms of customer interaction and community. It even got me to pick up a pen in the process.  

Of course TER has rules against sending Spam through email.

Spamming that uses the TER message system is not allowed.  Anyone (including you) who receives message you believe is spam and being blasted to a bunch of random recipients can report it to admin and they will investigate.  I get a lot of messages from providers, and it's easy to spot the copy and paste spam messages from providers that are random.  I often report them.  If it's a legit message, I will usually respond in a timely manner.

Thanks so much, you have no idea how much that means to me!

I've been kicking around this community block for quite some time and I can honestly say THIS  is one of THE best interactive ideas that I've seen come across this board. Congrats to you Pandora, the egnts who participated and a big old YAWLP!! and YOHOO!! to the, winner!
THANK YOU Pandora for turning our attention back to what matters. Sexy time!

Gentlemen,

The Likes count is at the top of the post, or in this case story. First thing you see, all the way on the left, is poster’s username. Then to its right you see how long ago it was posted, could be hours, days, months. Then you see number of reads. That’s how many people read the post. And, the last thing, all the way right, is number of likes.

If she does not have VIP status she cannot see it.

Never realized seeing Likes was a VIP only thing. Can providers read and send DMs without VIP?

Per TER:

To piggyback on what Robert just outlined.... a Provider may also get unlimited VIP access. One way is to purchase it which many do. The other way is to be gifted VIP days from another member which is very common.

Ah, that explains it.

I do not have VIP status and I can see likes. They are viewable on all accounts. hehitshewins gave helpful advice to address Pandora's confusion.

She has VIP. I asked admin to transfer VIP points to her. They wrote back and said she has more VIP days than me. So, idk.

A quick update for everyone watching this thread.

I wanted to ask how was your session with this gentleman?  Lots of likes and hoping this wasn’t a scam

lol. Come on.  

I’m going to certify the results AS-IS so as not to instigate a TER constitutional crisis 😂 This is all for fun.

I met Pandora yesterday and she is every bit of amazing as her reviews suggest. I'm so thankful for this contest and her following through. A truly amazing woman! My review has been submitted and should be approved and viewable sometime next week. For the first time ever, I had to edit down my review because I reached the character count max. But hot damn, she is worth more than the amount of words allowed!

Congrats to you for the victory, AND the prize that went along with it, and an additional shout out to Pandora for keeping her word! True professional! Hat tip to the both of you!!!

And here it is: https://www.theeroticreview.com/reviews/detail/pandora-dupont-review-by-hehitshewins-2824977

http://www.theeroticreview.com/reviews/detail/pandora-dupont-review-by-hehitshewins-2824977

Congratulations again, JIMJOHN737777, on your story AND thank you again for a wonderful date. His review begins:  

Very nice!  Congratulations!

Thanks for pointing this out. I had no idea. Admin unapproved it and I had to write them to find out why. I’m now waiting to hear back.

My GUESS is that admin read this thread and decided that since the encounter was not paid for, it wasn’t “P4P” and therefore not reviewable. That’s pure speculation on my part. I’m not suggesting anything shady or review manipulation, “tit for tat” shenanigans between you and Pandora at all. Just saying that might be how they see it.