Alone at Work Ch 7 [mf]

My routine was starting to return to normal, sleeping during the day and working nights with Richard, then our schedules had changed, and I did not work alone with him on Saturday nights anymore. When I wasn’t sleeping, I was texting and talking with Jon who had been really sweet, and I was looking forward to our upcoming movie date.

Randomly on a Wednesday Jon called and asked if I felt like meeting up for coffee when I got off work. I told him I was, and we spent the next few hours drinking coffee and chatting. Afterward, he came back to my place. I invited him in, and we talked a bit more. He put his arm around me then leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back and we started to make out on my sofa. It was hot and Jon was a great kisser. Things were getting heated, and in the moment, Jon slid his hand up my shirt cupping my left tit in his hand rubbing his thumb back and forth across my nipple. I moaned into the kiss and bit his lip. It felt so good, and I started to reach for his belt when I suddenly heard Richard’s voice in my head calling me a slut. I broke the kiss and pulled away stopping him.

My Boyfriend and His Bud Ch. 9.5 [MF]

It had been just over a week since my boyfriend and Pete had their playtime and we were all getting pretty busy with work and life in general. My boyfriend and I were both working lots of overtime, and it had been at least 5 days since we’d last fucked. I was horny and in desperate need of relief. To keep my mind off my frustration I decided to try to stay busy. I had been doing things around our apartment and very quickly I ran out of things to do. So I went out to run some errands. I was wearing some plain black yoga pants, one of my boyfriend’s Brütal Legend shirts with a knot tied in the back, and some black Chucks.

While I was out I decided to stop at Best Buy and I was browsing the gaming section when I was surprised by a text from Pete.

Pete: “Hey sexy, what are you up to?”

Me: “Just out running errands. What’s up?”

Pete: “Are you my slut?”

Me: “You know I am ?”

Pete: “Prove it.”

Me: “What do you want me to do?”

My Boyfriend and his Bud Ch.9 [MF] [MM]

It had been a long and busy night at work and I was dead tired. I’d plan to fall into bed next to my boyfriend and sleep as soon as possible. So I was surprised when I found him awake and waiting for me when I got home.

As I walked through our bedroom door he met me wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply. His hard cock pressed against my belly as he pulled me into the kiss.

“Wow! What was that for? Why are you awake and so worked up?” I said reaching for his hard cock and stroking it slowly.

He told me Pete had come over. I was surprised because they had both been busy with work and hadn’t had time to hangout.

I told him I wanted details and stripped as quickly as possible. As soon as I was undressed my boyfriend picked me up and threw me onto the bed. He pounced on me pinned me down and pressed the head of his cock against my slit. I moaned as he slid his hard cock into my already wet cunt. He pumped his cock in and out of me a few times before holding it inside me and looking down at me.

Alone at Work Ch.6 [MF] [Forced]

I had the weekend off after Richard spent the day at my house using me and proving to me what a slut I truly am. I was still recovering from what happened, so it was nice to have some time to myself. The last few weeks have felt so hectic and draining mentally. I spent most of my Saturday running errands and taking care of things around my apartment.

While I was out picking up groceries I ran into a friend from school named Jon, that I hadn’t seen since we graduated. He told me he’d broken up with his girlfriend recently and was finally getting out of the house and trying to get back to normal. I told him I was sorry and if he needed anyone to talk to that I was here for him. I gave him my number and told him to give me a call, he said he would and we parted ways.

When I got home I got into some comfy clothes, put my groceries away, cleaned up a bit, and settled on to my sofa to relax and watch a movie or something when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number so I didn’t answer it. A few minutes later I got a text from the same number.

My Boyfriend and His Bud Ch 8 [MM] [MFM] [MF]

It was a brutally slow night at work, the kind of night where you wonder if the clock is broken because it hasn’t moved it what feels like the last hour. I was struggling with staying awake when I received a text from my boyfriend.

“Pete just showed up, we’re going to have some bud time ;)”

I replied immediately, “Keep me updated! I want all the naughty details!” Unfortunately, after that, he was pretty much radio silent except for a few updates here and there

“We’re about to jerk each other,” and then, “Pete is sucking my dick”.

After a few minutes of not hearing anything, I started getting antsy and decided to surprise them with a pic of my cleavage and me biting my lip. My boyfriend replied immediately asking for more and told me that they were stroking each other again to what I sent. I pulled my shirt down exposing my bra and snapped another pic, sending it to them.

The Bet [MF]

Things in my life have been crazy as of late, but crazy in a good way. My boyfriend proposed to me at San Diego Comic-Con and is now my fiancé. We bought a house and moved from our apartment. We both recently received promotions at work, and we’ve both been crazy busy with work because of it. We both have weekends off now and we spend as much time together as we can. Our sex life is amazing as always. Pete still joins us on occasion, but with all of our schedules, it’s not as often as we’d all like.

My fiancé and his brother are huge MMA fans and love to watch the fights. There was a big pay-per-view coming up and they had made plans to get together at our place to watch it. They had both invited a few friends from work, and it was looking to be a good time. During the week I’d cleaned the house, did the grocery runs to make sure we had all the supplies we’d need for the get-together. I basically did all the things a good wife would do when her husband is hosting a get-together.

Krossroads Inn Finale [Ghost Story, MF, Ghost Sex]

[Continued from Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf4sbm/krossroads_inn_part_2_ghost_story_mmf/)

Laura’s sleep was restless, and she tossed and turned in her bed. She was asleep for a few hours when a cold feeling settled upon her. The cold moved along her alabaster skin, lightly leaving a trail of goosebumps and making her warm flesh tingle. The feeling became more substantial and felt as if ice cold fingertips were tracing their way along her body. Not fully awake, Laura could not fight the effects the stroking was having on her, and she felt the warmth growing between her thighs which caused her to let out a moan in her sleep. Suddenly she was literally jerked from her sleep when her body was forcefully pulled down towards the foot of her bed. Her eyes flashed open in panic and she tried to get up, but was instantly pushed back down by an invisible force. Laura looked around the room panicked. She was completely alone, but she could clearly feel hands on her body.

Krossroads Inn Part 2 [Ghost Story, MMF]

[Continued from Part1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf4pml/krossroads_inn_part_1_ghost_story_masturbation/)

Laura immediately felt her face flush and she felt like she wanted to run away.

“Was something wrong?” Laura asked nervously.

“It would probably be easier if I just showed you.” Tony said, “I have it cued up.”

Laura followed the boys into their room, which was an exact copy of her room next door. There was a laptop set up on the dresser with a still image of Laura asleep in her room on the screen.

“Watch this,” Tony said and he hit play.

There didn’t seem to be much movement on the screen except the barely perceptible movement of Laura’s breathing. Laura watched herself asleep, lying on her side facing the camera, and thought there was nothing out of the ordinary happening, until she noticed the dresser in the background. A candlestick slowly slid from one end of the dresser to the other and then back again. Laura gasped at first, but then breathed a sigh of relief. She was pleased that that was all they saw. That’s a huge catch, but at least it wasn’t her half naked with her tits out. She started to speak when Hernan cut her off.

Krossroads Inn Part 1 [Ghost story, masturbation]

Built in 1803 by pagan settlers, Krossroads Inn has been responsible for over ten thousand untimely deaths. Rated the number one haunted location in the world, according to the spirit guides. Rumor has it, that the consequences of spending one night at the Krossroads Inn will result in death or even worse.

She read the pamphlet again and again as the Greyhound bus hissed through the pre-dawn darkness.

Laura had always been obsessed with ghosts, ghost stories, and the supernatural. Growing up with that obsession made her an outcast in school and as a result, she didn’t have many friends growing up. When she graduated high school she was relieved. When she moved away to college she was excited for a chance at a new start.

As she thought back to the events that lead to this trip her eyes drifted from the pamphlet to the window and she watched the road pass. It was her first week at school and she was still getting used to dorm life. He roommate Mayra was a nice girl from Texas with an accent Laura found cute. Mayra was quiet and shy, much like Laura, and they had a lot of other things in common as well. Laura imagined they would get along great and looked forward to getting to know her new friend. It was as she was lost in thoughts of the fun things she and Mayra could do together in the coming year when the bright green flyer posted on the bulletin board in the dorm hallway caught her eye.

One Other Time [MF] [Forced]

This story happened less than a year after the events with Richard ended.

I was at a club a few years ago. I don’t go to many clubs, I’m just not a club girl. I’m more of a “pub girl,” or if I’m going to drink, then I’m a “drink at home with friends girl.” This night I was dragged out by some friends who wanted to party, so I begrudgingly went out to the club with them.

I was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt. One of my friends said I needed to get into the clubbing spirit and made me change into a short skirt she loaned me and a low cut top. I felt awkward, but whatever. We get to the club and we start drinking and dancing. For the most part, it’s just the girls. A few hours later, the group is starting to dissolve, with a few of the others being asked to dance and so on. I get asked to dance, so I start dancing with this cute guy. He seems a bit aggressive, but I chalk it up to the booze.