Please Comment: Part I of a series of stories about Meghan (MF)

Please share constructive comments. I have posted parts of this elsewhere, but I would like more feedback before I post more chapters.

PART I

My wife, Meghan, was raised in a small religious sect/community in Oregon. Sex was not discussed, and if it was, it was to call it the devil’s work except in marriage. Even dancing was not allowed in this community. But as we all know, this kind of attitude often just makes kids more curious and eager to rebel in various ways.

At some point (everyone is legal age BTW), the church youth group including my wife and her older sister went on a camping trip in the Pacific Northwest somewhere. Boys and girls slept in different areas, but were together doing activities and prayer during the days. The boys actually had their tents on an small island in the lake to make it hard to mix at night.

There were church youth leaders there, but they were 20 somethings and probably not too interested in teaching the evils of the flesh to these kids.

I miss my old job…

I miss my old job… it was fulfilling in more ways than one. As a medical massage therapist at a pretty swanky boutique medical office in downtown Manhattan I was getting paid very handsomely and had the autonomy to hone and practice my skill to perfection. I was well loved by my patients and had a reputation for giving the most painful but most effective massages.

A great paycheck and freedom to practice my work unencumbered was an amazing thing but I do miss some of the other perks of the job… The plethora of beautiful, athletic, and professional women that would come in for treatments. This medical office catered to the wealthier class of NYC…all of our patients had great careers that let them stay in shape and come in for therapy multiple times a session. In fact it’s here I met my beautiful wife, but that is a story that deserves its one dedicated post.

I have had my fair share of flings in that office…great flings that filled my life with wild experiences…all from married or otherwise romantically attached women…hell my own wife had a boyfriend at the time. This is where it all began for me…the mix of business and pleasure… It all started with Carolyn.

My wife, her mom & sister are all my responsibility – Chapter 5

It was a wild day, my balls had been drained by Natalie & Laura but I was surprised at how quick I regained my stamina and sperm reserves.

I made my way downstairs back into the living room, my wife was decorating her large cake in the kitchen and I somewhat felt guilty about having sex with her mom and sister behind her back. though she already knew I was dicking down Natalie, her younger sister, I didn’t know whether she had any idea how I ravaged her mother’s mature cougar body.

I used her like a condom. I didn’t know what was going to happen next.. but I felt like whatever happened, my love for these women will never change.

I just finished my dinner by myself watching some TV and then made my way into the kitchen and helped Danielle with the dishes, mostly some plates and vessels she used to make cakes with.

after this long silence between the both of us, I decided to break the ice and be honest with her. that’s the least I could do to my wife after all the things she does for me everyday.

Boss of Me – Part 3

(Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kg192n/boss_of_me_part_1_nsfw/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kg192n/boss_of_me_part_1_nsfw/))

(Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kj0cov/boss_of_me_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kj0cov/boss_of_me_part_2/))

I can’t help but whimper as your words from a moment ago play through my brain again. “And that makes Two, Brat. Five more to go.” I’m not sure I can take even *one* more.

“Pl…please, Sir.”

You arch a sardonic brow. “Please what, Brat?”

My cuffed hands twist uselessly behind my back as I squirm. “Please no more for today.”

Laughter echoes in the air as you caress my sticky face. “You’re getting just as much peace today as you gave me this week. What’s that you’re always saying? Turnabout’s fair play.”

I let out an annoyed little snarl. You know how much I love twisting your own words against you—and how much I hate you doing the reverse. “Now you’re just being mean!”

“Not at all,” you correct with a smirk. “I’m being extremely fair-minded and thorough.”

My mouth opens to argue, but you are already prepared and stuff my silky panties, which I never noticed you ripping the rest of the way off, into my mouth. I widen my eyes and try to spit them out, but you place your hands around my throat with a stern headshake. “The panties stay put until I remove them, minx, or I add that eighth round after all. And an extra one for good measure.”

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My wife, her mom & sister are all my responsibility – Part 4

“M-mom ? is everything alright ? ” I asked apprehensively, seeing Laura in a state of sorrow, I could see it in her eyes that she missed her husband. she was longing for love that only a man could give her.

It was strange to see Laura wistfully smiling even though she was feeling something she thought was wrong for her at her age. so she tried to suppress these feelings with her big rubber dildos, but they did not give her the same satisfaction and emotional orgasm that she needed. mature women want more than just a giant black rubber wildly thrusting and making a mess of their hairy veteran pussy.

I could feel a strong emotional connection with Laura that I couldn’t find with her daughter. though I did love all 3 of them equally. my love for Laura was beyond taboo, it was forbidden by her motherly love and my devotion to her as a son. but her scent leaking from her splayed butterfly wings that hung like shrivelled udders reached my nostrils.

I could see her thighs shudder in excitement as my eyes lustfully ogled my own mother-in-law like a predator… she felt so vulnerable.

Alien studies part 2

Trussed up in the closet, her arms and legs securly cuffed and her own ball gag stuffed in her mouth with the sticky tape plastered over it, Dominica was propped against the back of the closet. Her pussy was still tingling from the orgasm she had just enjoyed, her mind was spinning. She was going to watch her boyfriend fucking that creature, thinking it was her. Dominica knew that there was nothing she could do but watch.

The creature had left the bedroom, and in a minute, she could hear the doorbell chime. She could hear nothing but low murmurs from her boyfriend as he stepped in, a minute later, she led him in, pulling him towards the bed.

“Oh you are so eager, so ready baby!” Larson growled.

Her voice an answering growl, she said, “Fuck, I am more than ready, I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard, I need to get fucked, and fucked well!”

Larson was suprised, she was usually coy, teasing him before ending up in the bedroom. He just chalked it up to her added excitement of winning the Wimbledon title, and yanked his clothes off.

Take a hike, visit the cabin

Imagine yourself trecking through the snow in the mountains. You run across this little cabin with smoke coming our of the chimney. You decide to stop by and knock on the door. I answer and invite you in. I take your coat and hang it up and offer you a seat on the sofa in front of the fireplace. You sit warming your toes by the fire and I return with a cup of warm cider for you to sip on. You take it and I continue to drink my ice water. I whisper in your ear how beautiful you look with the light of the fire dancing across your face. As I do this I gently bite the bottom of your ear. This sends a warm tingling sentation through your body. I reach over and wrap my arms around you. You hug me back as our lips meet in a soft wet kiss. As our lips message eachother’s you feel my hand slip under your sweater and start caressing your back. My fingers dart up and down your spine sending tingling sensations through you. My hand swings to your stomache and makes little circles around your belly button. My fingers push up twords your breast but I am very careful not to touch them. My hand wanders around to you back once again and my fingers outline your bra. Gently slipping my finger under the strap in back I run my fingers all over your shoulders inder your bra. I take my hand back and grab the bottom of your sweater and start inching it up off of your body. I raise it above your head and toss it to the floor. You start to remove your bra and I shake my head. I start to carress your back once again. When my finger reach your bra I unhook it in a flip. I do not remove your bra though I just run my hand up and down your back there your bra used to be hooked. My hand wanders and starts caressing your stomach again. My lips venture from yours and I start kissing your cheek and then move to the side of your chin. I start to gently lick the soft spot of skin under the back corner of your jaw. Drawing little circles with my tongue. My lips move up to your ear and my tongue traces the outline of your ear as my finders trace the outline of your loose bra around your breast. You can feel my breath in your ear and my finger make your bra dance off of your shoulders and fall to the floor. I sit back and just look at your magificent breasts. Your nipples are standing errect and asking to be kissed I lower my head to your chest and run my breath over your breasts. Being very careful not to touch them I warm them with my breath. I run my finger between them and circle them forming a figure eight on your chest, still having not toughed your breasts. then my tongue traces the same line that my finger just make. Every so often on the path you feel my teeth brush up against your skin. Then my tongue strays and stars a spiral honing in on yout left nipple. The circles keep getting smaller and smalller until I reach that perkey nipple and i rest it between my lips and gently suck. As I suck your breast my hand starts me message it forming a wave motion twords my mouth. I can hear your breathing getting hotter. I continue to do this as my other hand find the button on your pants and losens it. I stand up and remove your pants and panties. My fingers start to spiral up the inside of your thigh. They can feel the heat from your pussy as they approach. I lightly brush you swollen clit with the tip of my finger as I undo my pants and my cock springs out. I take my hands and push apart your legs and my penis hones in on your pussy. I begin to thrust in but only to the tip of the head. I repeat this over and over just inserting the head into you. You get frustrated and grab my ips and pull me full into you. This first full thrust alone is enough to make you climax. I fill you completely with my shaft. I gyrate my hips in a circular motion as I keep pumping you in and out. You begin to feel my penis swell even more that it already has. Then with one final deep thrust you feel me explode into you, my cum filling you. I kiss you and we fall asleep infront of the fireplace.

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My wife, her mom & sister are all my responsibility – Chapter 3

After the shower with my sister-in-law, I went to my room and got dressed in a loose fitting casual vest with no arms and shoulders.. the ones bodybuilders wear to show off their muscular sides and upper body and cargo shorts with jockey boxer briefs that breathe very well.

I was living my dream, working out and helping others achieve their body goals and feel better about themselves.
I liked to look at people when they smile and one person in particular had a smile that could give me a hard-on. it was my mother-in-law.

I was already hard from Natalie relentlessly teasing my cock and I had cum twice already, and I had another raging hard-on. I tried to take my mind off of that by having a nice dinner.

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Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 4) (MF) (Wholesome)

This is part 4 of my series “Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch” I’m not sure how much longer this series will be, I’ll probably keep going until it the story doesn’t flow naturally anymore. As always, I appreciate all criticism and hearing if you enjoyed it. Previous parts are listed below.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/klkdkn/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_1_wholesome/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kmw6tl/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_2_wholesome/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/korx9n/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_3_mf_wholesome/)

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 4)

I drove all the way home from Caitlyn’s house on autopilot, I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. We were supposed to be having lunch, now I’ve kissed her and we’re in a relationship of some sort? I was happy though, I mean this is Caitlyn we’re talking about, she’s great, I didn’t think this would ever happen with her.

When I walked into my apartment I glanced at the clock, it was 4:30. It takes 15 minutes to get to her house, so I needed to leave at about 7:40. She was expecting me at eight sharp, I didn’t want to get there late. I grabbed my backpack and emptied the contents onto my bed. I picked some things from my closet and stuffed them into it, I was bringing two days’ worth of clothes, just to be safe. I filled up the remaining time with some housework, a shower, and I did a load of laundry.

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My wife, her mom & sister are all my responsibility – Chapter 2

It’s been a while since we started living together as a family. My mother-in-law & her two daughters, they really admired me for reasons normally one wouldn’t understand unless they’ve known our history.

You see, I’m finally taking care of the woman who I’ve always been fantasizing as a child, she was the perfect woman in every which way and I tried my best to get her attention.
But she was 15 years my senior and she was married at that time and now I’m married to her first daughter & I did not realize fate would play it’s part in helping me realize my childhood fantasy and more…

when her husband passed away, Laura was afraid for her youngest, Natalie was still in college and she was a daddy’s girl. Not only did his death affect them mentally, but financially they weren’t in a good place either.
Robert’s cancer treatment had left them in severe debt and Laura hadn’t told me about that at all. she was always looking out for others even if it meant sacrificing her own peace of mind.