That shy, “girl next door” type at work? She’s a buttslut… (F)

You know the one I mean. That receptionist chick.

What’s her name again? Amy? Anna? Sarah? You asked her once but forget soon after, as is often the social custom. She dresses in a *Library Chic* style, most of the time. Knee length skirts, sweaters, tights. Her makeup is normally fairly casual too, *at most* a bit of foundation and eyeliner. Brown slightly wavy hair falls just past her shoulders, often tied up in to a messy bun (*which you imagine she puts in a little more effort to than she may let on*).

You’ve seen her at work parties and events too. You’ve gotta admit, she can dress to *impress.* It wasn’t the sluttiest dress you’ve ever seen, but definitely showed off an impressively slim figure, modest breasts, but a surprisingly curved butt. There was one thing which was consistent across her two styles – Some rounded, medium rimmed glasses which nicely complimented her pointed face.

All in all, she was cute. She wasn’t really the type that you’d expect to be a freak. Shy but friendly. Quiet, but chatty on occasion. Hell, maybe you should ask her out!

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I had this dream last night…

I’m dancing at the club and you are dressed in a well-fitting suit starting at me. You stare at me openly without looking away and my heart is beating so fast. I try to ignore you staring but it’s unnerving. I turn and dance with my friends and when the song ends I peek over at you but you aren’t there any more. I’m sad but also relieved, no one just stares like that. I head to the bathroom and I’m surprised as you cut me off and pin me up against the wall …. You say…

“You can’t imagine what I’m going to do to you”

I’m shocked and stunned. You had been staring at me like you wanted to tear my clothes off and devour me where I stood but I wasn’t expecting anything like this. I stand there motionless with my mouth agape. You push up hard against me and I can feel your belt digging into my skin as you move your hand along the wall behind me, pinning my arms above my head with your other hand. I turn my head slightly an inhale the scent of you and you bury your face against my neck. I can feel your breath hot on my skin. You face scratches me all the length of my face and neck as you slide your face down to very lightly run your tongue the length of my collar bone.

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My gangrape fantasy pt3

[CNC][Tied up][gangbang]

Here we are! Sorry if this part is a bit shorter than usual…But maybe you can help continuing it ;)

I am still tied up, my hands over my head, my legs tied apart. I feel cum slowly leaking out my pussy, ass and mouth. But they seen to have grown bored of me.

Every now and then someone comes by and slides his cock inside of me. While they fuck me, they tell me what I am supposed to do to satisfy them. Some of them want me to moan, some want me to cry. Others girls coming with them, they like to watch and give me directions and orders.

But for the most part, they have moved back into the other room and forgotten me there.

That’s when my owner comes into the room. “Don’t you feel like the party needs to be revived a little?” I want to say fuck you but what comes out is “yes, please”. I feel my hips moving a bit towards him: being ignored gets my pussy needy.
With a devilish smile, he pulls out something from his pocket. It ha sa familiar shape. I open my eyes wide in fear and excitement. It’s a metal cylinder, about the size of a finger, attached to a leather belt. I know what this is for.

A day on the lake [mf] [father/daughter, swimsuit, erotic massage, masturbation, cheating] [longer story] Pt. 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/l6992s/a_day_on_the_lake_mf_fatherdaughter_swimsuit/?)

From his perch, Richard reached into the cooler and cracked open another can of beer. He knew he would probably get dehydrated from drinking too much on the open water, but he didn’t care. He needed something to numb the thoughts running through his head.

He wanted to pretend like what just happened was his imagination, but he couldn’t. The image of Callie’s tight body was branded in his mind. Her short, curvy frame. The way her breasts pressed against the cups of her bikini top, spilling out from both sides. The ratio of her full chest to her even wider, unbelievably broad hips and thighs.

For the first time, he understood why his daughter was so adamant about covering up every inch of her body. She had the figure of a woman twice her age, with the tight skin that could only be found on someone young and barely lived.

“Are you watching me?” Callie called, bobbing up from underwater near the nose of the boat.

“Laser pointers!” he pointed to his eyes and pointed back at her. Callie smiled, and dove under once again.

A day on the lake [mf] [father/daughter, swimsuit, erotic massage, masturbation, cheating] [longer story] Pt. 1

To read the beginning of Callie and Richard’s story, start here: [Teaching my [45M] daughter [20F] how to love her huge ass [MF] [anal] [creampie] [daddy] [cheating] [longer story]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kawq5v/teaching_my_45m_daughter_20f_how_to_love_her_huge/)

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“Richard, can you forward me that email chain from George? I can’t find it in my inbox. Hey are you even listening to me Richard?”

Richard started, the sound of fingers snapping in front of his face pulling him from his blank stupor.

Before him stood his colleague, a young guy maybe half his age with adult braces. The kid was fresh out of grad school and far too excited about his job, something that Richard found obnoxious.

“Are you alright?” The horn-nosed kid asked, curious concern wrinkling his brow. “You seem a little out of it.”

Richard blinked.

“Uh, yeah. Sorry,” the older man said, pasting his best fake-friendly co-worker smile across his face.

The truth of the matter was that he had been daydreaming…again, completely unable to focus on the growing pile of papers on his desk.

His mind was far away replaying the afternoon he had spent together with his daughter Callie two weeks ago.

Jerking Off To My Roommate Part 1 [MF]

Beverly had been my roommate for over two months and I still had a difficult time not getting hard around her. I had known Beverly since high school and have always been good friends. After we graduated, we both wanted to leave our parents’ house so we decided to share an apartment together. We were both excited to be living on our own and not having to hear our parents’ constant nagging.

We moved our limited stuff into a two-bedroom apartment. It was fun buying all the little stuff to make our apartment feel like home. Beverly was great with interior decorating and I left it up to her. The living room came together very well and I was happy with the artwork and photos that Beverly hung up on the walls.

It wasn’t until that first night in the apartment did I notice just how sexy Beverly was. The sun had gone down and we were both tired from the long day of moving. Beverly took a shower as I arranged my room.

Tales From a Pervert Redditor Part One

Tales From A Pervert Redditor Part One

He is a pervert. He knows it, and hides it well. Multiple accounts for his different tastes. His wife and children don’t know about his need for constant stimulation of his need for nudity and porn. By day, he surfs the dark corners of Reddit to fulfill that need for for attention. He wants desperately what he can’t have from his wife or even doesn’t want from his wife. The sheer taboo of it all of talking and sexting other women is the thrill. A dirty little secret hidden in the back of his mind that he bears alone. This is his story of when things go from fantasy to fulfillment in the flesh.

How many times to married people chat to each other just to have conversation drop off over boredom or ghosting each other due to seeing that first picture or chasing the next direct message. What happens to the dog chasing the car when he finally catches it?

(BUY) Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual/Straight Erotica. No Taboo/PI. Name your price + profit share agreement.

Hey, my name is Shawn and I run a book publishing business. I am looking into buying people’s old erotica stories. At the present moment, I have several stories that I have purchased and I’m always looking to add more to my collection. In attempt to find more opportunities, I thought I would contact authors on reddit. Are any of you looking to sell any of your stories that are currently published or unpublished? I’m interested in buying them for whatever price you’re looking for + we can also discuss a profit share agreement where you get a % of the revenue generated from your stories. Thanks.

Looking for a specific kind of erotica

I don’t know if this is the right sub to ask but here it goes. I’m looking for sex stories based on hindu religion. Googling it barely yields any results, you could maybe find one or two. It’s difficult in the first place to keep such stories I think but if someone can point me in the right direction, I would really appreciate it. I’ve already tried the usual sites like literotica, asstr

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Sisters, Sex Party continues [FFM] [Plus much more]

You will need to read my other Sister’s Stories to find out how this story connects. To refresh you, I am in a home theater with Eddy the hostess for this event, sitting in reclining theater seats, talking. Eddy suggests another smoke, she suggest another drink so we leave the room and go to the bar. On the way, I run into Abby who asks me, Are you having a good time? I tell her I am that Eddy is entertaining me, Abby says OH, OK. Eddy and I get our drinks and head back to the theater, when we sit down I asked Eddy does anyone here know about this theater, she says no but they know they are on camera in each room because we let them know it is for safety and security purposes. You told me that everyone here was vetted but I told her I wasn’t. Eddy tells me that I was, the second smoke starts to kick in and I am feeling mellow. I asked her how was I vetted, Abby furnished me the basic information and we took it from there. When I sat with at the table. I knew where you from, where you worked, that you were divorced and much more. We know all about Abby’s sister Denise as well. I have to make sure a person attending this event is not an activist, part of law enforcement, part of government on any level or part of the media to ensure we are not publicly humiliated or spread all over some newspaper. That was one of the reasons the sponsor hired me. Eddy was a logistics engineer, graduated from Vanderbilt University, lived in Nashville, was in charge of all the special functions for the sponsor. She had set up a fishing trip for the sponsor and some of his clients on his yacht sailing to the Bahamas and on the return trip to stop by his place in Miami, a total of 10 days which he was on now. All the people here are financially obligated to the sponsor he knows all their little secrets. There are 38 guests here, 60 invitations sent out, 12 here without partners, 6 females and 6 males. Abby, Denise and I are counted as without partners. The remaining 26 all have partners, some are married and some are not.