Train ride to heaven part 2 (FF)

Two weeks after the eventful train ride, I had finally called her. I didn’t even know her name and she didn’t know mine, but I plucked up my courage and called the number she had written on the note that she had given to me. After the initial surprise that I had actually called, she had sounded happy and excited to talk.

I discovered that her name is Gloria and that she lives about half an hour away. We decided to get together for a drink on a Friday night to get to know each other and we’ve haven’t stopped meeting since. She’s told me about her job as a nurse and that she had moved to the area after her studies, preferring the quiet over the city noise just like me.

Today was our 4th date and we were telling each other about our lives and what had been going on. Summer was in full swing and we were enjoying our glasses of wine on her terrace while the evening sun shone its golden light upon our faces. I leant my arms on her table after putting my glass of wine back down and enjoyed the view of her backyard. She had a willow tree in the far corner and a small pond with a little waterfall with a few fish in it. A big outdoor daybed was next to it, with an umbrella to provide shade against the sun and a few side tables.

Rainy Lazy Day Neighbor Part 3 [MF]

Today was not a nice sunny day. In fact it was raining and dreary. There was nothing to do and nowhere to go. Good day to stay in bed and catch up on Netflix. I gathered up a few snacks and drinks and went to my bedroom. Switched on my twinkle lights and cracked the window. At least I could enjoy the fresh air.

I hadn’t seen my neighbor in a while, I wondered if he’d been working more or if maybe he started dating someone. I turn on the tv and start scrolling through my options. Documentary, comedy, serial killers, romance… the usual. I pick a random movie and start to get bored immediately. This is crazy. I need something to do. I look out the window and guess who I see? Neighbor is looking out his window toward my house. I wave my fingers and he waves back. Hmm this could be fun.

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Part 1: just a innocent foot rub

He had stopped by to bring me some new flowers for the week and we ended up shooting the shit. I rolled something while he drove around and eventually we parked over by the river. We kept talking and started to pass the blunt back and forth. He’s so easy to talk to. Even when we have differences of opinion I can tell he appreciates the passionate debates we have. After talking about life and work, I started feeling really comfortable. so I kicked my legs up so he could rub my feet. He immediately obliged almost innocently rubbing his thumbs deep into soles of my feet. We kept talking and laughing. Talking about stupid pop culture nonsense. No matter what came up the conversation was so enjoyable. So I’m not sure when he started kissing my toes, but I tried to keep my focus on the conversation. It felt so good. He was focusing on one foot moving his hands around firmly enough to give me relief. so I used my other to massage his dick through his pants. I felt it grow under my toes as he started to sniff and lick the sole of the foot he held. My pussy was getting so wet. The weed had definitely hit me now that I was breathing hard. I wanted him to climb over and kiss my clit through my panties so I started to lean my head back to the window and spread my legs open so he could see the tiny thong just barely covering my clit. I passed the blunt back to him as I parted my lips and flashed him. He looked at me with pure lust. I was an object to him in this moment, his now prey and I had the audacity to taunt him. Tease him. And feed into his primal instincts. I know what I’m in for. And I’m smiling inside.

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Edging inspired Erotica

I woke up horny as usual. I scroll Reddit now instead of Facebook. I only follow sexual subs so my feed is full of naked bodies and people exploring their sexuality. This makes me even hornier. I have a little vibe (turned off) that I put against my clit in my underwear.
As I get up and move around it rubs against my clit and I get wetter and wetter as the day goes on. If I can find a private moment I’ll pinch and rub my nipples or rub my hand against my vibe which in turn moves against my clit sending waves of pleasure through my pussy.
Each time I go to the bathroom I spent a minute or so rubbing that vibe against my clit so I’m closer to the edge. I enjoy being on the edge, the longer I’m there the naughtier I feel. It’s barely even lunchtime and I already want to cum.
My clit is pulsing and I keep clenching my kegels which is sending a wave of pleasure through my pussy that makes it hard not to moan out loud. I desperately want a cock in my pussy. Trying to decide if I want to put my plug in just to feel something inside of me. I finger fuck my pussy just to feel something inside. I’m already feeling naughtier because I desperately want to put my plug in. I lube it up and it slides in easier than it ever has. When I walk I keep my legs as close together as possible so my clit rubs against my toy while the plug rolls around in my ass. It’s keeping me very turned on. Trying to do my house chores and I’m very distracted. I find myself rubbing against the counter to feel more sensation on my clit and every time I clench I can feel my plug as well. When I walk with my plug in I move my butt from side to side as much as possible. I can feel every movement and it’s a huge turn on.
When I can’t touch myself I’m fantasizing about all of the raunchy, dirty things I would do or let be done to me. The more turned on I get the dirtier the fantasies get. I can feel the dampness moving past my underwear and down my legs. As I was finishing up my chores for the day I was working on a plot line for my first piece of erotica.
A gangbang but with a spin. The woman is tied down and blindfolded. All the men focus on pleasuring the woman in an attempt to win her approval. The one she picked would get to fuck her. Her husband sets it up for birthday and documents the whole thing. Do you want to hear more?

Bite-Sized Morsels: One Big Step, Chapter 3 [fm] [Step] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11euf1h/bitesized_morsels_one_big_step_chapter_2_fm_step/)

***DREW***

I wandered down the hallway, moving between classes as I thought back to yesterday. Cherry had called me an arrogant dickhead, and she wasn’t exactly wrong. I had just never been in close proximity to somebody who was so bothered by it. Probably for the best to cut down on our interactions as much as possible, until we headed off to college. We were off to a poor start, and I was almost certain she was starting to hate me. It bothered me more than I expected. The only people whose opinion of me I cared about were people I cared about; everybody else could fuck off. So… did that now include Cherry? Weird.

And speak of the Devil, I was just passing her in the hallway. She was cornered against the lockers by Lauren, cunt extraordinaire, and her bitch friends. Being bullied again, most likely. None of my business. Didn’t wanna butt in, especially if Cherry wanted nothing to do with me. Brie was sure to come along soon and stand up for her, and besides, what was I gonna do to Lauren? It wasn’t like I could hit her or anything. Girls knew how to deal with girls best. But for some reason I stopped, lingering nearby to listen in. Very uncharacteristic of me, to say the least.

Cowgirl treatment facility pt.1 [Hucow] [lactation] [iq loss]

Ai had been feeling swelling in her breasts for two weeks when milk first began appearing, leaking from her breasts from time to time, espicially when babies were around. Her first thought was that she was pregnant, wich scared her a lot. She wasn’t ready for a third baby, and neither was her husband. Or even their home, it was just too small.
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Taking a pregnancy test revealed her fears to be true : positive. She discussed with her husband what they should do, and came to the conclusion that she needed an abortion. So, she went to the doctor to discuss her options. However, when she arrived, the waiting room was full, full of women from ages 20-40. After a while, the doctor came out of his room. In a stern voice, he claimed :
“None of you are pregnant, if you’re all here to talk about the swelling, i would suggest you go to the ER without delay. I don’t know why this keeps happening, but most of the ladies here today have had hormonal inbalance for weeks. You need to go and get your blood drawn.”
That sentence concerned Ai a little, as she understood she was part of the group. Of course, hormonal inbalance made sense, as she had been incredibly horny for as long as she’d been having these symptoms. Her husband enjoyed it, as he could finnally have his way whenever he wanted, but the thought of being seriously sick scared her even more than pregnancy.
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When she finally arrived to the ER, the same scene repeated. Dozens of women from her neighborhoods, all with their husbands or families, worried and quite frankly, annoyed by the wait times. Ai began panting and feeling tired when she entered the crowd. The wait time was long and exhausting. Seeing the EMTs bring in some wounded from time to time, deeper into the emergency room, to get surgery. Her name was finnally called on the intercom, she entered the exam room with a nurse inside, her head full of worries.
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The nurse spoke in a calming tone.
“AI, is that right ? I see you’re here for the same reasons as many of our patients today. Don’t worry, we’ll get to the bottom of this.
-thank you, sir. I’ve been having these symptoms for a few weeks now. My breasts are swollen, i’m lactating.. and my libido has skyrocketed.
-yes, we understand that. We’ll get your blood sample here and the results should be here in an hour.
-what’s to be expected ?
-we don’t know for sure. We think there may be something, an environemental factor pumping estrogen levels up. What we don’t know however, is why prolactin is here. Normally, that happens after childbirth. But clearly, no one here was pregnant.”
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The nurse inserted a needle in her skin, wich had become softer. her arms had grown in diameter a little because she had gained weight. Or rather, reached a regular weight from being so skinny. Ai then waited as her blood was drawn by the nurse, who she couldn’t help but fantasize a little about. She stopped her daydreaming and waited for the results.
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The same nurse came back with a sheet of paper, quickly explaining that the numbers weren’t surprising. He then went on telling her that to reduce her estrogen levels, she could try to stop alcohol, excercise more… He then mentionned that her estrogen levels were so high she was at risk for cancer, wich addmiteddly scared her even more.
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Back home, After googling her symptoms, she found out about an ad for a treatment center for people who shared the same problem The ad stated :
“Having hormonal problems recently ? You may be suffering from a drug resistant parasite present in water systems. Please, contact us for removal and treatment.”
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A week later, she couldn’t take it anymore. Half of the neighbors had already left for the treatment, and she constantly fought with her husband, but couldn’t do much anymore. She was lying on the couch, drooling a little. She had stopped eating meat and turned to a vegetarian diet. After another fight with her husband, she decided to leave.
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Quickly after calling the number, a white van appeared to her doorstep. After waving goodbye to her son, daughter and husband wich she couldn’t stand anymore, she got in and fell asleep during the ride, only to wake up in a hospital room, with barred windows. A leaflet on the table read “thank you for choosing white home pharmacieuticals ! You have been transported to a terminal care facility. If you have any questions, our staff is dedicated to helping you. In the meantime, don’t forget to take your medication if there is any.
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And there was. A small packet of pills. She took one in hopes of curing herself. She didn’t know yet, but this was a sign her resilience was strongly affected. Normally, she wouldn’t even have come here, but now she even took pills without a thought.
She laid on the bed until a man in a white coat opened the door.

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Indian girlfriend turned slut – Part 1

Her office lover invited her home with specific instructions. She was to wear the leather straps choker set and the long furry tail butt plug he bought her when she came to his home. She was to cover her bare boobs with a white tank top and waist down just a denim skirt and nothing else.

She knocked the bell at around 9:30 PM on a Friday with the exact outfit he bought her.
He was pleased to see the furry tail wiggling out of the short denim skirt she was wearing. His hands fondled and pinched her nipples through the tank top making their presence felt poking through the fabric. Immediately he introduced her to his flat mates who were watching TV in the living room. The boys couldn’t help notice the erect brown nipples pokies and the wiggling tail of the butt plug. After the pleasantries he quickly escorted her to the bedroom.

EST: The Outlaw, Chapter: 3 Eating Under the Golden Arches Part 2 of 2 (MF FF Violence)

I stared at Maria. “What do I think about it” tumbled over my lips. “I, I.. dun know, Umm” how much of this expedition does she know about me. Does she, could she know about my dreams, my hallucinations? “I think” wanting to exit this car even though doing seventy three would be suicide. Would it actually be worth it if I confessed? “I think it is possible under the right situation” perfect found the bullshit answer I was looking for. “Why?”

When the professor answered with a question, somehow I knew that what she was saying hide some kernel of truth. “What if I was to say that I, totally hypothetical, was having these visions or even hallucinations. Now this is all hypothetical because yes, I am horny pretty much every second of everyday butt I would never” feeling the sweat building the more I talked. Wishing I had never broached the subject.
Finally seeing my one chance to escape. My one chance to remove myself from this awkward situation butt doing it with grace. “Guymon is cuming up and this beast needs food” yes I was talking about the CJ7 and myself as well. Touching my stomach which growled in response. Then realizing how close my hand was to my pussy. Just inches away from my clit if I could just, the dash lit up telling me that my masturbation will have to wait for another time.
Why did we just cross Oklahoma again? Why did we cum to the one place that we were called away from the last time? When with today’s interstate system we could have probably already been at the museum. Something was calling me, us back to this location. Something that happened back in forty sex.. forty six around this very town. Call me crazy butt even Mai accepted this destination.

EST: The Outlaw, Chapter: 3 Eating Under the Golden Arches Part 1 of 2 (MF FF Violence)

“Any one?” Looking out over the class. “Who should I pick” I mumbled to myself. My eyes dancing over the faces of all the college students that have attended my class. Finally, spotting the most silent amongst them.
“Cindy. What was happening in the United States in 1846?” Asking this shy little princess would be like finding a mammoth sitting in my class. I could also see Maria practically jumping out of her seat with both hands raised. Starting the jeopardy theme music, soft at first butt generally growing stronger.
“Bradley, can you help her? I will give you a hint. Your answer will save Cindy’s grade from a pass to a fail if you have anything to say?” Watching him try to slip lower in the amphitheater seating.
“Saved by the bell. Read your text books people. And to be more specific read up on the Kansas Territory. Cindy can I see you after class. The rest of you, have a productive week.” This was the time, surrounded by 74 students that I shine. Granted teaching was not my initial calling. Butt in this age, with the price of everything going up this post helps me focus on what I would consider my career.
“Cindy, I am employing you to transfer out of my class. Your last test” laying the F down on my desk. “I know what this class means and I also know of the staggering amount of events that happened in that seventy five year period.” Brushing my dirty blonde lock back over my left ear. “If you want to thrive in this class then you will have to get curious about the land that you walk on. If not then I would strongly suggest a transfer to another class. Book learning will lead the way to field work, you must know what you are looking at before any worthwhile archeologist would grant you the right to dig beside her.” Guess you could call this a blushable moment for I have stepped out of the male patriarchal society. Trust me when I say that the whole archaeological society took a much needed breath when I laid down my leather hat and picked up a book. Lol, talk about putting a stain on the US and Mexican relationship with all my requests for the Baja of California requests to dig. I even heard the presidents, that’s right two, United States and Mexico were discussing my annoying buzz that I had in President Enrique Peña Nieto ear the whole time.
Butt during that time I had discovered a long lost tribe of… right back to the matter at hand. “Cindy, can I get an answer from you? Or are you just going to stand there. Okay, you can go now. Bye-bye” giving my blonde little praise.

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Felicity

As I stood there I quickly realized what I was doing and how I must’ve looked standing there like a wild person. My uncle broke the ice and looked at me and said

“Wow, looks like someone is ready to eat!”

He joked and laughed which made everyone laugh. I moved toward the table to the only available seat which was of course next to Vikki. I sat and wiped the sweat from my forehead as they bowed their head to say grace. I got Vikkis attention and told her about my suspicions while they chanted. She looked very unconcerned by my news and just whispered

“I don’t care about that right now, you’ll handle it. I want your dick after dinner though.”

She said that in front of everyone at the table obviously so quite a recorder wouldn’t’ve picked it up. I was so turned on I couldn’t eat but I forced myself on the mashed potatoes just so I could look normal. Conversation flew across the table as I stay silent and incognito trying to pass the time by thought alone. To no avail. My aunt randomly asks me about school which led to her real question about girls.