Melony and Alex: Staying the Night? [M/F] [20s-30s] [Couple?] [Face Riding] [Cunnilingus] [Condom] [Biting] [Sweet] [ADHD Discovery] [Grumpy Cat (not the meme one)]

Sequel to [Melony and Alex: Back to Her Place](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/1000q9u/melony_and_alex_back_to_her_place_mf_20s30s/)

Melony and Alex: Staying the Night?

Melony was a born procrastinator. She told herself that she was eventually going to try and do something about it but kept putting it off. That’s why she waited until Thursday night before start to do any cleaning in her apartment for when Alex was coming over in less than 24 hours. She might have even got it all done, if she was able to push through, but kept stopping to listen to her playlist. She did finally remembered to move Lizzo over to her sex playlist to join Lovage’s cover of “Sex (I Am)” and VNV Nation “Cold” (the r-rated version). It had never really occurred to her to actually play the list during the deed, she just found sorting songs into various lists relaxing. She’d wasted numerous weekends engrossed in the task and always felt guilty afterwards.

Thicc Big Titty Goth Girl Loses a Bet [M30s] [F20s] [Enemies to Lovers] [Lost Bet] [Foot Rub] [Massage] [Hotel Sex] [Creampie] [Short Girl]

Thicc Big Titty Goth Girl Loses a Bet

Abby may have been a little *too* drunk when she made a bet with some random guy at the bar who, earlier, she had caught checking out her prominent back side. She wasn’t really in the mood to be ogled, having just broken up with her dirt bag boyfriend after finding him rifling in her purse for loose cash. Deep down, she knew it wasn’t the first time he’d done it, but actually witnessing the violation had been too much for her to take. Big cock or no, that was some serious bullshit and even though he stood 10 inches over her 5 ft. (maybe less) body, she’d gone after him like a rabid raccoon charging a mastiff. The raccoon analogy was somewhat apt because at the time she was wearing a thick application of eye shadow and liner, having just gotten home from doing her best to make her parents uncomfortable at the family dinner.

Phone Phuckery [M/F] [20s] [Friends to Lovers(?)] [Long Distance] [Phone Sex] [Mistress] [Puppy] [Mutual Masturbation]

Phone Phuckery

((Buzz buzz))

“Hello?”

“Hey, what are you up to.”

“Whatever I want, it’s a free country. For white guys anyway.” Jarred said while yawning.

“So, nothing as always.” Responded Mary with a faux scold.

“Like I said, whatever I want.” Jarred was, in fact, on his way to his kitchen to grab a drink after finally getting himself to clean the junk that had been building up on his desk. “What are *you* up to?”

“Just got back to my room from my last class. The professor spent the entire hour telling stories about his escapades across the globe, *again*, instead of actually teaching us anything.” There was a thump as Mary collapsed on her bed.

“Isn’t a life lived the greatest lesson of all?” Jarred said wistfully.

“The greatest lesson is how to not die broke and homeless.” Retorted Mary, “And I need these credits in order to hopefully not do that. If I fail this class because that old fucker can’t be bothered to do his job, I’ll find his car and set fire to it.”

Melony and Alex: Back to Her Place (M/F) (20s-30s) [Second Date] [Making Out] [Oral] [Self Pleasure] [Deep Throat] [Throatpie] [Multiple Orgasms] [Disproving Cat]

Melony and Alex: Back to Her Place

Melony started to unlock the door and then stopped when she realized something. “Uh, my place is kind of messy… Just giving you a heads up.” When she’d asked Alex if he wanted to come back to her apartment and talk more, the state of it hadn’t really come to mind. The invitation itself had been kind of an impulsive idea that arose when after they were leaving the restaurant on their second date and he said he really liked spending time with her and wanted to see her again.

Alex and Melony had met at her friend Sharon’s birthday party. Sharon and Alex worked together and Melony had been her friend since they were in high school. They were both able to survive the party when they realized their mutual interest in The Mothman. After bouncing theories off each other all night (Alex said it was a time traveler in a super suite and Melony thought it would be better if it was some kind of faerie creature) he finally asked her for her number.

Play Night Part 6 of 6 (Alternate) [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Bondage] [Daddy Talk] [Rough Play] [Deep Throating] [Face Fucking] [Gagging] [Swallowing] [Aftercare] [TRIGGER WARNINGS] [Intense Emotions] [Lots of Crying] [Talk of Severe Childhood Trauma] [Mention of Sexual Trauma]

Authors note:

This alternate ending was originally a part that would have been either after part 3 or part 4 but I ended up taking it out because it kind of made the guy less sympathetic and more sleazy based on where the original ending ended up going. I was thinking about just putting it out as a deleted scene but decided to rework it (quite a bit, maybe almost entirely) into an alternate ending rather than just say “Glad you read this far, but oops sorry this ending isn’t for you so bye.” It ended up still having some talk of abuse, but it maybe has at least a little less to do with sex? There isn’t really a barometer for measuring traumatic events out there since the effects depend entirely on the biological, emotional, and mental state of the individual. Again I am not a licensed mental person and anything in this story should not be taken as advice, and apologizes again if you don’t feel comfortable reading either ending. An additional apology for the length of this one as well. It also seems to have gotten away from me.

Play Night Part 5 of 6 [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Bondage] [Tied Down] [Gagged] [Spanking] [Rough Play] [Fingering] [Vibrator] [Forced Orgasms] [Aftercare] [TRIGGER WARNINGS] [Talk of Self Harm] [Intense Emotions] [Lots of Crying] [Accidental Peeing]

Part 5: Painful Lessons (No Broken Rulers This Time)

You find yourself being strapped to the foot stool that had, earlier that evening, been used to prop up your aching feet when you had gotten home from work. Back when your ignorance of what was going to happen was just blissful excitement.

After being firmly secured, making it hard for you to even budge, you find that your naked backside is exposed and defenseless. In fact, your whole body, inside and out feels open and vulnerable to attack. You can’t help but shiver, partially from the coolness of autumn outside creeping in and gathering against your skin, and partially from the growing anxiety behind what might be about to happen. Next he brings out something you would never would have guessed was even in your home, a red ball gag.

Lastly, after patiently securing the gag around your mouth, you hear him behind you as he goes into the closet and gets something. “Since your sweet ass broke the last object I used to spank you, I figure for next time I’d upgrade a little.” You hear him say as he moves around you and shows you what he means. In his hands is a simple, sturdy, black leather bound paddle, designed specifically for one thing.

Play Night Part 4 of 6 [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Masturbation] [Bondage] [TRIGGER WARNINGS] [Dissociation] [Panic] [Stress Responses] [Intense Emotions] [Self Loathing] [Kind of a mid story downer near the end]

Play Night pt. 4 of 6 (probably): Cumming Down (Oops, You Did It Again)

The two of you lay on your floor, spent. You on the towel and him on his side, turned away. You’re so cum drunk you barely even notice the vibrator still violently humming in pulses against your leg. From his breathing you can’t tell whether he’s just as out of it as you are or asleep (or even conscious). After turning off your toy (wondering if you should give it a new name or smash it with a hammer), you groggily roll over and sit up slightly, gazing down at the mess between your legs. Between the gallons of his cum leaking out and the buckets of your juices soaking a third of the towel your shocked that the two of you aren’t both dried out husks, driven to mummification by mutual lust.

Your fingers begin idly sliding through the flow dripping from you, scooping up a gob and putting it in your mouth. Fuck we tastes good. The both of you mixed together in such quantities is intoxicating and the smell of sex still heavy in the air. Your fingers slowly move, pulling more of his seed out so you can play with it as your mind still swims in the post nut bliss. You casually notice your shorts and panties are drenched and think that the flannel’s probably seen it’s last butt (RIP P&F).

Play Night Part 3 of 6 [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Aftercare] [Spanking] [Teasing] [Dirty Talk] [Shaming] [Edging] [Slippery Slope] [Punishment] [Daddy Talk] kind of [Forced Orgasm]

Play Night pt. 3 of 6 (it’s looking like): Escalation (That’s a Slippery Slope)

You didn’t realize how sore your legs and arms had become when he finally lets you lay on your back. The knee high socks helped a little, but all the normal sensations come rushing in. Your shoulders beginning to ache, your knees screaming from having been on all fours for so long. You are a little surprised when he brings you your water bottle filled with cool refreshment. Realizing how much moisture you must have lost in the last hour, you gulp down the water greedily. Or hour*s*? You can’t actually tell how long it’s really been since it all started.

“Don’t want my girl passing out from dehydration now do we?” He gulped from his own glass and set it near his side of the bed. “Here…Come here.”

Play Night Part 2 of 7(?) [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [MDom/FSub] [BFE] [Spanking] [Teasing] [Edging] [Denial] [Punishment] [Name Calling]

Play Night pt 2 of (still maybe?) 7: Discovery (Sure Hope Mom Doesn’t Find Out)

You were expecting some kind of costume or uniform, but the outfit he hands you to put on fails to offer any additional clues as to what’s going on. After he leaves the room, saying he has to check on something, you change into a soft light gray tank top that’s a little tight on you, no bra, panties that almost matched the shirt, slightly darker loose but fairly short flannel pajama shorts that seem to only half cover your backside, and thigh high socks (all extra soft and warm and smelling like fresh Bounce sheets due to the fact he apparently had time sneak them in the dryer for a few minutes without you even noticing). He comes back in wearing his usual (but you notice also freshly dryered) boxers and t-shirt and carrying a rolled up towel as you stand in the middle of the room like he asked before he left.

Play Night Part 1 of 7(?) [M/F] [20ish-40ish] [Roleplay] some [Shame] mention [Intro/Setup]

Play Night pt. 1 (of 7?): Friday Night

“Hey sexy,” you hear as you finally get the lock to click and open the door, all while juggling your bag, keys and the drink that you got on the way home.

He pauses the game he was playing and gets up as you drop the weight from your work day that seems to somehow have built up entirely in your purse on the coffee table along with your fist of jingling keys. It almost feels like he lifts you up a little bit when he wraps his arms around the middle of your still coat covered body and presses his face into your shoulder. His clean smell and the soft heat radiating off of his shirt contrasts with the chilly wet-smelling outside minefield of bad drivers and occasional sirens that you had to trudge through to get home. “How’d it go today,” he mummers into your neck as his arms move up and down like he’s trying to rub you back to life.