Detention [Mf][Male Teacher][Blowjob][Schoolgirl]

I realized I forgot to tag this as reluctant/nc?/blackmail, so just be aware that is also a quality of the story.

Danielle was nervous as she walked down the empty halls to Mr. James’s room. She didn’t know what she was doing, that’s what she was going to say. She was stressed, she didn’t have any time, she would never do it again. She rehearsed it in her head, even said it under her breath a couple of times as she approached his door. The door was open and she sheepishly entered. Her eyes were on the ground but when she felt Mr. James gazed at her, she couldn’t help but look up at him. Their eyes met and for a second they took each other in.

Mr. James was in his 30s, maybe 40s, and always wore a button up shirt and black slacks, held up by a belt, to school. He height was average, but anyone who’s seen him knows he can intimidate people much taller than him. He was also fit and coached the long distance running teams every year, but this wasn’t the main reason he was intimidating. He had sharp green eyes that were practiced in glaring, and his brow was stiff and strong. His stumble made him look like a tough character, but his shaggy black hair revealed his normal self. He was often kind and had a dry humor, but getting on his wrong side meant trouble. That’s why Danille was so scared.

Getting Physical [MF][Male Doctor]

I finally got back from volleyball and was dying to touch myself. I couldn’t wait to hop into the shower and give my sex the attention it needed. I was almost shivering just imagining how the water would feel as it ran over my body and I tried to hold in my moans.

“I’m going to go shower dad.” I called, walking to my room.

“You don’t have time. We have to leave in five minutes for the doctor. Go get changed.” He said. I had forgotten about that.

“Okay.” I tried not to sound too disappointed.

My pussy still throbbed, asking for attention. As soon as my door was shut I stuck a hand down my pants and rubbed myself. I stood there, uncovering my clit and rubbing it too. I almost moaned out loud and had to put my hand on my dresser to balance myself. I rubbed myself and humped my hand, my eyes closed in pleasure. Rationality overtook me, however, and I started to get changed. I took off my shorts, which was a shame, because they did some favors for my ass. To keep that feeling going for a bit, I put on some black leggings that highlighted my legs. I changed out my sport bra for a more comfortable one and put on a simple t-shirt. I couldn’t help but give my pussy one more quick rub before I opened the door.

Bath Time [Mf] [Nurse]

One of the characters is named Nurse Joy, but I did not intent them to be in the likeness of the character from Pokemon. This is the first part of 2, and I hope you enjoy.

“Time for your bath, Mr. Slightbower.” Joy said pleasantly.

I didn’t know how to feel about getting bathed by someone else. I felt like an old man who couldn’t do it himself, and while I indeed couldn’t do it on my own, it wasn’t because of my age. I was in my early forties, so I knew I was halfway to that, but right now all that was wrong with me was two broken arms. Since the casts go to my upper arm, I can’t bend my elbows rendering me unable to do various tasks including bathing myself. Before today this subjected me to being bathed by a middle aged Asian man. But today I had a different feeling, almost a powerful feeling. Gone were the rough, uncaring hands of Nurse Toni and now Nurse Joy, the nurse in training, was to bathe me. I felt akin to a James Bond villain to be bathed by a young and attractive woman. And let me tell you, Joy was attractive.

Parting Gift [mf][innocent]

My name is Marc, and this is a story that happened more than 20 years ago, when I was 18. After years of having this in my head, I decided to write it down in this journal to immortalize it. I don’t think anyone will ever read it other than me, but if you are reading, and you’re not me, then I hope you enjoy.

Rebecca and I became an item over time, and very few knew about us. Our close friends and my parents were starting to realize something was up, so I thought it was better to just tell them. Why it is so secretive, I’ll tell you later. Rebecca had long, curly dark brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She has smooth brown eyes that I just can’t help but stare at. She is on the smaller side, maybe 5’4” and thin. Her hips show some shape to them and so does her chest, but they only tease what is to come. Also, she is very conservative. That, you can blame on her parents.

A Crowded Bathroom Part 3 [mf][sister’s friend][massage][sneaky]

Part 2 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gseh6q/crowded_bathroom_part_2_mfsleepoverquietsisters/), and from there you can find Part 1.

To my disappointment, the phone rang. There was only twenty minutes until I was done with my shift, and I had already said I could cover for the other masseuse so she could go for a date. I didn’t think anyone would show up since no one ever does this late. But apparently, the person on the other end of the phone doesn’t like me. I picked it up.

“Welcome to Infinite Waters Spa, how can we help you relax?” I said in my rehearsed customer voice.

“Hey, you can get us a family discount, right?” My sister Jane’s voice came out the other end.

“Well, I can just say you had a coupon or two.” I said quietly. I doubted anyone would fire me for it, but its still not something you would yell out.

“And you guys are open until eight, right?” She asked.

“Well, yes.” I replied.

“Okay, we’ll be there soon, see you.”

“Wait-” She hung up. Who did she mean by we? Does she know I’m going to be the one massaging her? Why couldn’t she have come earlier?

Crowded Bathroom Part 2 [mf][sleepover][quiet][sister’s friend]

The first part is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gj1rfo/crowded_bathroom_mf_shower_sex_sisters_friend/). Thanks for the support on the first part.

As I drove, I knew what I was doing was in stark disobedience to my sister Jane’s instruction. Ever since Jane caught Micaiah and I’s hookup, she separated us like bleach and vinegar. Micaiah’s visits to the house decreased and Jane wouldn’t leave Micaiah and I in a room together for ten seconds. As much as I wanted to see her and do the deed again, I had to cooperate with my sister. She had a bargaining chip above me; our parents. If I didn’t, in her words, stay away from Micaiah, she would simply tell our parents that we fucked in the shower. That was a wrath I did not want to invoke, and though at times I was tempted to bear their punishment so Jane couldn’t hold it over me, I was worried that they might cut me off from Micaiah. So, in the end, if Jane told me to leave the room, I left the room, and if Jane told me to get lost for the night, I did just that. The latter of which was her instructions for the night so she could have a sleepover. And that was just the instruction I was about to break.

Business Escort [Mf][Office][Age Gap][Cheating]

As I walked past the offices of my former colleagues, now those of my workers, I felt a bit of nostalgia. It had only been a couple days ago I sat in those very desks, but knowing I would never sit in them again felt odd. I had advanced to my position faster than most, although that didn’t mean I was young. But I didn’t regret my haste for a second. I was overjoyed when they said I got a promotion. My job was a distinguished one now, something that anyone would respect. In fact, if I left, it wouldn’t be hard now to find another great job. Not that I would leave, however. This job was what I wanted, and though it was hard, it was well reimbursed. With an impressive salary and relaxed policies, it would be more than easy to be happy where I was. In fact, there were even some ‘special privileges’ that I got, which is why I was here after hours when the place was a ghost town. Other people who have these special privileges talk highly of them, although never talk about the specifics. In fact, I had no idea what to expect as I turned the corner to the hallway containing my office. It was curious; they told me to dress business casual, which usually means something informal. Maybe that was why they hadn’t said anything yet. Either way, I was ready for a pleasant surprise.

Daddy’s Journal [Mf][Daughter][Quarantine]

Matt pushed the cotton blanket aside to sit on the edge of his bed. The only light still on in his room was the small lamp at his bedside, and it cast a soft glow about the room. Clad only in his boxers and a light pair of pants, he grabbed his journal and his pen and started writing. Ever since he was a kid he wrote in a journal every day before bed. It was his way of unwinding, of getting things off his mind so he wouldn’t worry about them when he went to sleep. And he wrote everything in the journal. He wrote about how he felt lonely in isolation, but was happy that his daughter Julie was accompanying him. He wrote about how hard it was to find a girlfriend now, and how he wanted a woman in his life. In fact, he felt so depraved, his dreams had started to reflect that. He dreams almost always were about a girl; dating, kissing, holding, fucking. Last night, he dreamt about having sex with a girl, but not just any girl. In his defence, it was the only girl he had seen face to face in the last month, but that didn’t comfort him. It was his daughter, Julie. But as disturbed as he was, he still wrote down the dream. In fact, he wrote it in great detail. He detailed what Julie was wearing and what she did. He wrote how he dreamed her curly blond hair would lay on the bed, how her dark blue eyes would be closed shut, how her slender legs would wrap around his neck. Of course, he dreamt about her body too, the feel of her round c cup breasts, the look of her pink shaven pussy, and the curve of her small but round ass, but that was harder to imagine. After all, he hadn’t really seen those things since she was a child, and they had grown since. All he had was the outline of her clothes, but his imagination was able to make them seem real. So real. He could almost feel her, but alas, he woke up too soon, and to souled pants. He stopped writing and wondered. Was all this too real? He wrote. Julie was his daughter, albeit beautiful. It was this quarantine, he decided, it’s not his fault. He continued to write about the rest of the day, but failed to write anything consequential. He ended the diary entry with ‘Father’s day is tomorrow, and possibly the loneliest one I’ve experienced. Now, more than ever, I miss Sandra.”

Crowded Bathroom [MF] [Shower Sex] [Sister’s Friend]

Any feedback is cool, this is just a short story, I plan to post more longer stories later. If enough people want a sequel I’ll write one. Hope you enjoy.

I tilted my head back and let the shower wash the shampoo out of my short brown hair. The water rushed down my athletic body, making me feel energized. I was fit thanks to playing tennis, which my height also lended to. I was attractive, at least I think, but evidently it wasn’t enough to get a stable girlfriend. But old righty had been going strong as of late, and I was relying on it again today. I already had a boner, the kind of boner you know is going to feel really good. I grabbed my shaft and simultaneously heard the door open. My hand flew from my shaft as I heard footsteps coming in.

“Hey Jane.” I greeted my sister, trying not to sound surprised. It wasn’t very unusual for her to go to the bathroom while I showered, after all, we couldn’t see each other, but I was surprised she was up so early after her sleepover party last night.