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Chapter 2: Passing Grades [OC]

In case you need to know how we got here [Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvegaz/school_daze_or_whos_in_charge_part_1_of_a_series/).

The evening finally ran its course. Having brushed my teeth, washed my face, and pulled on my comfy flannel pajama pants, I was ready to settle into our evening ritual. Since our wedding night, Anne, the widow of a deceased Army Ranger Captain, and I have made it our habit to snuggle in bed and talk through the events of our respective days before reading or playing ourselves to sleep. Anne is finishing her daily debrief with her 18-year-old daughter, Honey, who is a senior at a private all-girls high school. While I waited, I picked up the paper and turned to the crosswords.

“Whew,” exhaled Anne as she whisked in and closed our bedroom door. “Let me out of these clothes so I can hear about your day.” She disappeared into the master bath. I heard her happily humming over the running water. After about 5 minutes, I heard the water turn off and she emerged from the bath with a “Ta-da!” She was wearing the barely-there white nighty I gave her for our wedding night. She is radiant as her garnet-colored hair reflected the soon to be extinguished overhead light. As she crossed the room to the switch, I couldn’t help studying her. Her firm muscles each flex as she swiftly crosses and flicks off the switch, leaving just the light shining outward from our nightstands. It made her almost ghost-like, but I could still see her amazing shape reflect through the sheer white fabric. Read more »

He was Perfect

He stood over her, and demanded she opened her legs for him. As she spread herself wide…his hands began opening her lips and bringing her clit to life…blood rushing making it throb. He could watch as she got wetter the longer he fingered the folds of her flesh.

He leaned down to meet her face and demanded she kissed him. She followed the orders given to her…she pressed her thin pink lips to the thickness of his own…her tongue danced beyond his lips and wrestled with his with passion. He pulled her body into his. His arms wrapped around her, pressing his hardening cock into her while their mouths met.

She pulled away to breath…he had all of her breath. He slid down her body and spread her thighs far apart and buried his face deep in her fat wet pussy and sucked her clit hard. He went back and forth between gentle licks and hard sucking until she was shaking under him and soaking his beard in her juices.

When her quivering subsided, she begged him to shove his dick down her throat. She got on her knees and lapped at the precum dripping from the tip. Once she sucked every drop from him she brought his thick black
Cock deep down her throat…gagging on its girth. Read more »

A letter for her soldier 1

I was inspired by a recent viral post about a woman who found some racy letters from the 40s … Hope you enjoy part 1.

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Hello Thom

I do miss you, dear. I’m so pleased to hear you and the boys are safe and staying strong. When I received your letter last night, I had to write straight away to tell you about my own adventures (I have to report, I blushed at Loews ps. in your last reply—I feel so contented that the boys are enjoying my stories).

As you know, Sam has been deployed—he left just last week. I’ll miss him (his light touch was divine), but I’m being well taken care in his absence—Brown brought Archer by yesterday; I was surprised, Archer didn’t seem the type—small and spindly, but Brown assured me he could keep up.

The sun was still setting when they dropped by, so we sat on the porch for a little while, just chatting— Archer mentioned his dog just had a litter and showed me some photos he had taken on a polaroid. It turns out that Archer is quite the photographer (outside of his little pups)—he actually has his own darkroom! Imagine—such an interesting fellow! I had him take a picture of me that I’ve enclosed, but I’ll tell you about that later. Read more »

The Time of Cherries (Part One) [MFF]

As soon as I shut the door, we were kissing passionately and her clothes were off. She threw herself on my bed in just purple panties and a bra. I pulled my shirt over my head, pushed my pants and boxers to the floor, and crawled onto the bed after her, kissing her as she crawled backwards towards the pillows. It occurred to me at that moment that I had not even showered since having sex with Purvee, I could still smell the scent of her sex on my body. I’m sure Lauren could as well, but she didn’t hesitate.

It began in France in 2005.

I was sitting in a wicker chair in the cool air of an outdoor Parisian café reading a French newspaper when I first heard her voice, and her unmistakably feminine, American-accented English. I put my newspaper down on the small circular table for a moment, sipped my espresso, and glanced to my right to get a look at her.

She had a slender, petite figure and chin-length straight blonde hair parted down the middle. Her lips were thin and her mouth was parted wide in a broad smile. She wore a blue and white-striped long-sleeved shirt, a brown puffer vest, and a pair of skin-tight designer jeans tucked into knee-high black boots that reached almost to her knees. Read more »

Tentacled Mirror Chapter 5: Running Out The Clock [Tentacles][Creature][F][Masturbation]

Finally, the clock hit 4:30 and as luck should have it Stan was too busy to meet with me again. It was probably for the best since I doubt I could have held back the burning lust and desire inside of me that the creature had both created and spread the flames of. I popped the top off of my travel mug to ensure that the slime was still there. The residual slime from this morning was still safely stored in the mug.

I began to pack up my things at my desk. When I reached to unplug my laptop from its dock, a wave of euphoria crashed over me. The creature was toying with me, it had to be. My mind became clouded with a red hot desire that I knew that I couldn’t satiate on my own.

I braced myself on my desk and hoped that the remaining employees didn’t notice me. I don’t know that I even had the mental faculties right now to make a coherent sentence let alone a believable excuse. I could feel my legs becoming weak under me as it seemed like my brain was not processing anything that didn’t have to do with the pleasure. Read more »

School Daze or Who’s in Charge – part 1 of a series [OC][blended family situation]

After my client canceled our afternoon meeting, I headed home to make a nice dinner for the girls. Cooking always relaxes me. I stopped at the market for some fresh vegetables to go with the steaks I’ve been aging for a night like tonight when I have to unwind.

I closed the front door and put the groceries on the counter in the kitchen. Noticing music coming from the family room, I walked to the back of the house to see who’s home.

“Do it harder,” I heard from an unknown voice, “Better. Now harder and faster.” Peeking around the corner, I saw purple and pink pom poms on the floor by the sofa. Then I saw the bottoms of some shoes. Leaning in around the door further, I noticed that the feet belong to my stepdaughter. She’s still in her school uniform, mostly. Beside her shoes, I saw the white knee socks and plaid pleated skirt, but she was nude from the waste up, her hair was a mess, and she was sobbing. In front of her on the sofa was the girl belonging to the strange voice. Read more »

Whistling “Don’t worry be happy” part one.

One bead of enlarged sweat slowly trickling down pass your brow in between your eyes over the left side of your nose. Grazing your nostril over the side of your lip resting against the back of the duct tape. Instinctly your lips part your tongue failing to find the small sample size of saltiness. You shake your head from side to side in a effort to rid your forehead of any potential beads. The thick basement air glued to your naked and vulnerable body. Your eyes trolling back and forth from the grainy and damp unfinished concrete basement floor to the exposed metal and copper pipes above your head. The sole source of light a small night light pluged in beside the robust grey and dented water heater. The only sound to break the silence once the air shuts off is the faint drip of water from the dull, cloudy faucet into the chipped paint splattered utility sink. Your sense of hearing heightened your shoulders becoming fatigue, your wrist handcuffed over your head, the small chain scrapping the thick black pipe. The balls of your feet collecting the wet mug debris attempting to relieve the pressure off your wrist. You inhaling the stale, damp and old aroma of the basement with each breath. Your nipples hard from the occasional cool draft sneaking across the backs of your legs and up the center of your back. “How long have I been down here?” You think to yourself. Squinting over at the small painted over window to see if it’s night or day. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 41

Anna grins at Bruce as they climb into the car, his hand resting on her thigh. All she wants is to fuck him all day, but business calls, more meetings and phone calls are scheduled.

“I hope you are okay with what just happened, sir, ” she says, innocently..

“If I weren’t okay with it, I’d have stopped you,” he replies, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, planting a kiss on her forehead. She smiles and rests her head on his shoulder, content and happy.

As they arrive at the office, Anna is surprised to find Monique’s desk has been cleared away already, but it makes her happy. Clearly she’s not coming back for a while. As much fun as she was, Anna is ready to have Bruce’s full attention again. Anna takes her seat and starts to work, but notices Bruce standing outside of his office door watching her.

“What is it, sir?” Anna asks with a smile.

“I’m just watching you, Anna. I like watching you,” Bruce replies with a mischievous grin before turning and closing his office door.

Anna laughs to herself and sets to work, organizing the calendar, making copies, putting files away, when all of a sudden… Read more »

Closing Time! (F26) (Double Blowjob) (3some)

The bartender rang his bell, last call! he yelled out loud.

Yep, I’m closing the bar again. The bartender was doing that circling finger motion he always does at the end of the night. I just wanted to drink more, work has been stressing the shit out of me, the feeling of warmth running down my throat just releases me from the hold my mind has on me, and fuck it! Friday nights was the only night I can wear my clothes that don’t have my company logo on it.

I raised my finger asking the bartender for one more round.

“Lady, I said last call 15 minutes ago. You’ve passed out over there. The door has been locked, we just don’t have the heart of kicking someone like you out the bar at this time.”

Not again! I thought in my beating head. But it’s not enough, I need a few more shots.

I remember pleading for one more drink, and him laughing while declining. I wanted more, I needed to feel free from stress a bit more… Read more »