Quarantined Quartet: These Walls Have No Limits (slow burn) (sensual)

Seventeen days pre-quarantine

Ashley

I lay on my back, looking up. My eyes are drawn to Will’s chest, the definition of his pecs. He’s no doubt a grown man, but his chest hair is still slowly filling in. My gaze continues down, to his hard, big cock, about to enter me. His strong hands lift my legs, my knees spread to the sides of my body, inviting him in. I reach down to grab hold of his firm ass cheeks and pull him in, feeling his girth fill me inch by inch.

Will has learned what I like. He has memorized my angles, and knows how to find my g-spot. I let out a shutter when he reaches it, even though I know it is coming. He rails into my spot over and over, and I squirm under his hard body. “Uh, uh, uh! Ohhh, yes. Ugh!,” I allow my pleasure to escape my body, knowing it won’t be long before our lovemaking will need much more discretion.

Hot Lady Boss, Pt 3: My Boss Uses Me (OC) (MF) (femdom) (romance)

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[Part 2](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B085VJ68G8)

Sunday

Jonas

I wake up to the sun’s rays peeking through the thick hotel shades. It is early, and Sabrina is beside me, stirring, but still asleep as far as I can tell. My mind goes to last night. The intensity of the sex was beyond anything I’d ever experienced; or thought possible. My body is a little sore and achy from using muscles I don’t typically use.

When she opens her eyes, I try to hide that I’ve been adoring her while she slept. “Good morning,” she says, her voice cracking from dryness. Her lips curve into a smile, and strands of her thick, wavy black hair have fallen over her face.

“Good morning,” I say back.

We share a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes, feeling the authentic connection we’ve forged this weekend. Then, her face straightens, and her eyes return to the lusty look I’ve grown to appreciate. Except it looks a little different. It takes me a moment to realize that she’s morphing into her dominant self. My heartbeat quickens in an instant.

Quarantined Quartet: Kinked, Act II (MFF) (pegging) (femdom)

Ashley
I think it’s Wednesday. The days fade together at this point. I’m grateful for the morning sunshine that fills the south-facing windows. Will and I sit at the table, drinking coffee and chatting about the day. We have a breakfast spread of toast, yogurt, granola and fruit. We’ve been able to hear the work Cade has been doing on Veda all morning. It has been captivating, and Will and I are eager to talk with them about it. We reflect on how much Cade has transformed lately, and how profound it has been to observe. If I’m not mistaken, I think I hear a bit of yearning in Will’s voice as he talks about Cade.

Cade’s confidence has emerged in a whole new light over the past ten days, and especially the past three. He has tapped into a domineering, assertive, powerful side, and I have never been wetter for him. Apparently, Will has noticed too, and is able to appreciate the massive transformation that has taken place. Finally, Cade emerges from the hallway with the bedrooms, in baggy basketball shorts and no top. My eyes go to his chiseled pecs and abs. His carved V-shaped lower abdominal muscles create sight lines going straight for his groin. I see Will check him out, too. Behind him, Veda walks slowly to the bathroom from the bedroom. She’s naked, holding a towel. None of us bother to hide nudity any longer.

Quarantined Quartet: Kinked, Act II (MFF) (pegging) (femdom)

[Act I](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fqiljb/quarantined_quartet_kinked_act_1_mf_domsub/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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Ashley
I think it’s Wednesday. The days fade together at this point. I’m grateful for the morning sunshine that fills the south-facing windows. Will and I sit at the table, drinking coffee and chatting about the day. We have a breakfast spread of toast, yogurt, granola and fruit. We’ve been able to hear the work Cade has been doing on Veda all morning. It has been captivating, and Will and I are eager to talk with them about it. We reflect on how much Cade has transformed lately, and how profound it has been to observe. If I’m not mistaken, I think I hear a bit of yearning in Will’s voice as he talks about Cade.

Cade’s confidence has emerged in a whole new light over the past ten days, and especially the past three. He has tapped into a domineering, assertive, powerful side, and I have never been wetter for him. Apparently, Will has noticed too, and is able to appreciate the massive transformation that has taken place. Finally, Cade emerges from the hallway with the bedrooms, in baggy basketball shorts and no top. My eyes go to his chiseled pecs and abs. His carved V-shaped lower abdominal muscles create sight lines going straight for his groin. I see Will check him out, too. Behind him, Veda walks slowly to the bathroom from the bedroom. She’s naked, holding a towel. None of us bother to hide nudity any longer.

Quarantined Quartet: Kinked, Act 1. (MF) (dom/sub)

Day 10 of Quarantine

Veda
Cade has me tied down and sprawled out. My limbs each point toward a corner of the bed. He uses an ice cube to draw a line down the center of my body. I can feel the melted water pool in my belly button. I’m naked. The chill of the ice sends instant goosebumps all around my body. My nipples feel razor sharp. The ice reaches my pubic mound, and the chilly melt dribbles down my awakening pussy. Despite the coolness, I can feel my blood flow shift to my pleasure organs.

He has been working me for a while now. He’s brought me up and down several times already. He has a new, full ice cube, and places it at the top of my opening, just above my clit. I start to tug at the restraints, my body reacting to the unusual but erotic sensation. Cade looks focused, determined. He takes the corner of the cube and just grazes my clit; the harmony of the cold and having the sensitive nub touched is maddingly arousing. He applies more pressure, the ice melting faster from the heat between my folds.

Quarantined Quartet: Two Hot Couples Expand Their Boundaries (MFMF) (exhibitionist)

Seventeen days pre-quarantine

Ashley

I lay on my back, looking up. My eyes are drawn to Will’s chest, the definition of his pecs. He’s no doubt a grown man, but his chest hair is still slowly filling in. My gaze continues down, to his hard, big cock, about to enter me. His strong hands lift my legs, my knees spread to the sides of my body, inviting him in. I reach down to grab hold of his firm ass cheeks and pull him in, feeling his girth fill me inch by inch.

Will has learned what I like. He has memorized my angles, and knows how to find my g-spot. I let out a shutter when he reaches it, even though I know it is coming. He rails into my spot over and over, and I squirm under his hard body. “Uh, uh, uh! Ohhh, yes. Ugh!,” I allow my pleasure to escape my body, knowing it won’t be long before our lovemaking will need much more discretion.

The Incubus Senator: Primary Season. (Sneak Peak) (MF) (kink)

Chapter 1

The dark haired senator wrapped his strong hands around her rear, and carried her onto her desk, displacing her stacks of papers. She felt weightless as she flew through the air, as if lifting her caused him no strain. He kissed her assertively, one hand behind her head, pulling her closer to him. Her desire burned hotter than it ever had.

The man was Seth deGrom, the junior senator from Wisconsin. He was the cliche image of a perfect man. Tall, dark, handsome; piercing, hypnotic blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean, strong physique. His hair was dark as night, and always perfectly in place, like a good politician. His lips were nearly equal to his eyes in their ability to lure in the opposite sex. They were full, plump, and seemed magnetic to the pleasure zones of influential women. Seth’s dark five o’clock shadow felt rough on her delicate skin.

The woman was Kendra Wallace, Executive Director of the Wisconsin Nurses Union. Her mid-30s body was fit and curvy. She had tan, almost olive-toned skin, with rich, chestnut colored hair that flowed easily just past her shoulders. For the campaign rally tonight, she wore a blue skirt and blazer, both professional, but unable to hide her near perfect figure.

The Corporate Goddess: My Boss Used Me to Fulfill Her Sexual Fantasies, Part II. (MF)

Saturday

Jonas

The day’s scheduled activities begin at 8:30. Sabrina and I decided to meet up at 6:30. We meet in my room this time. My room is already less tidy than hers, with clothes and random items scattered about.

She’s still in her silky pajamas, and hops up on my bed, next to me. I’m in my black boxer briefs and no top. I figure shit’s about to get really intimate, so no use bothering to cover up. I offer her a coffee, which she gladly accepts.

In our early morning fog, we sip our coffees and exchange lists of forbidden sexual acts. I am immediately struck by how short her list is. I peek over and realize that my list is short, as well.

“Okay, I can get on board with this,” she says. “What do you think?” She looks over at me and asks. She turns her head to look at me, and I feel my throat sink into my belly. The sight of her, in her purest form, ignites a firestorm in me.

The Corporate Goddess: My Boss Uses Me to Explore Her Deepest Fantasies, Part I. (MF).

It looked so cliche. The large, oval shaped table in the middle of the conference room, outlined by men in ties and women in power suits. Several shades of gray adorn the floor, walls, and window treatments. I sit at the back of the table, one of the minions, my voice doesn’t count. I’ve been at Sabre Marketing for two years. My job title is the same now as when I was hired; co-associate. I feel numb being another shade gray in this sea of monotony.

The regional Assistant Manager, Sabrina, is about to enter the room for her monthly report. She is the one perk to keeping this job. I am nothing to her, but laying eyes on her once a month is the highlight of my time here. She enters, walking briskly, holding folders and papers. Her heels clank against the hard wooden floor.

Sabrina is incredible, her black hair always tied neatly back, not a strand out of place. Her pants and blazers always form fitting, but professional. Today, she wore white, which complimented her golden brown skin, and contrasted her black hair and eyebrows. Her figure could not be contained by her business attire. Her waist narrowed dramatically, giving way to her healthy, fertile looking hips. Then there is her ass. Perhaps the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen. It is round and shapely, but it is clear that she takes care of her body.

The Yoga Goddess, Part II: The Goddess has a Name. MF, casual encounter, sensual

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f05mdm/the_yoga_goddess_mf_intense_sensual_casual/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Part II: The Goddess has a Name

Several weeks pass as if nothing had happened. We continue attending the same, 7:30 night class, but with no extracurricular activities. We make eyes once in a while. I try not to lose focus staring at her, but my efforts are futile. Her round, perfect ass is highlighted so perfectly by her skin tight spandex. When she wears her sports bras, I admire her belly. It twists and bends effortlessly. It has a softness to it, yet I know it is strong and limber. I trace her legs, from feet, to calves, and up her toned, thick thighs and curvy waist. Her rounded shoulders give way to her feminine, toned arms. Then there’s her ideal chest. Her cleavage shows, her bra hugging her body tightly. I recall her kneeling before me, fucking me with those tits. I daydream what it would be like for her to have on that sports bra, and to slide my cock between those mounds. To feel the tightness, the resistance, and her breasts bouncing together with my thrusts…