An Ordinary Day at the Library [Fantasy, Supernatural, Analingus]

At the circulation desk, Miss Prue shifts on her stool until she’s comfortable again. Since 10 am she’s dealt mainly with borrowings, returns and renewals – perhaps not tasks worthy of her station, but it’s a small library and she has precious few staff at her disposal. She doesn’t mind though – being stationed at the front of the house is an opportunity to see who’s reading what. And naturally, you can learn a lot about folk that way, especially when it comes to discerning their possible openness to the secret ways of the library. Miss Prue’s adept at spotting such potential – her high success rate proves it.

Take the lass now making her way to the desk – Miss Sandie of Barrow Lane. She’s one of the more likely candidates – if she shows one more positive sign, Miss Prue will broach the subject, and hopefully, conversion and initiation will soon follow. Miss Sandie’s reading choices certainly have been moving in the right direction. She began, as they so often do, with philosophy – a popular subject now days. It’s a good sign, but not too helpful in itself – armchair philosophers can go either way. But happily, the lass has progressed to mythology, ancient history, somatic alchemy, aeronautics and the like… yes, she’s reading like she’s onto something – maybe even pursuing the greater mysteries.

How Things Change – Chapter 2 [Incest] [M/S] [M/F]

*This story is a work of fiction. All characters are 18+*

*First, before we get going, I’d like to take a moment to thank everyone who read and commented on the first part of this story. Your kind words were motivating, and what criticism I received was very helpful.*

*If you have not read the first part of this story, I recommend that you do so. It can be found* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hzc6qw/how_things_change_chapter_1_incest_ms_mf/)*. Anyway, enough rambling. Onward with the story:*

After what felt like an eternity, I pulled up my jogging bottoms and underwear, headed upstairs and went to bed myself. I walked past my mom’s room as quickly as possible.

To say that I struggled to sleep would be an understatement. I lay in my bed, tossing and turning until the early hours, running the events of that evening through my head again and again. Eventually though, I must have got to sleep, as I awoke to the sun beginning to stream through my blinds.

Poker Night

*It all started with a Royal Flush.*

Naomi grins at him like the Cheshire Cat.

*No one ever gets that hand. Ever. The odds are so slim. But somehow tonight Jake managed.*

Naomi, the girl he’s spent the last ten years spoiling, is no longer grinning at him.

She’d told him before he left that she was going to meet the girls. She’d been giddy with excitement all day. He’d said that was fine, he was playing poker with the boys.

*He should have seen the way they smirked at him. “Sky’s the limit,” is what Paul had said.*

He looks down at his knees. It’s the easiest thing to do. It’s bad enough hearing the laughter.

*He thought there was a chance to win big money. He thought Brad might even put his watch on the line.*

*He had been so very wrong.*

A hand grabs his chin and lifts his face.

“You’re missing the show,” Jake frowns as he holds Tim’s face firmly.

Tim tries but he can’t roll his eyes enough to avert his gaze. Naomi is dancing around on the rug. Paul, Brad and Liam are sitting on the sofa cheering her on.

A Helping Hand Pt.2

Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hzazl7/a_helping_hand_pt1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

This is a story about the time I visited my best friend Daisy who I met in college.

A few days past after our evening encounter, and everything seemed normal as though nothing happened. My time was shared between babysitting her one year old Alex while she went shopping for the holidays, playing games together, cleaning up, and painting/decorating.

It was early afternoon, I had just put Alex down for his afternoon nap and went to find Daisy to see what she was up to. I could hear some commotion in the utility room which was recently decorated, so guessed she was adding some finishing touches. I walked into the room and there she was bent over the counter trying to reach something. Today she wore just a long t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, and no bra. She hadn’t bothered with her super short shorts either, instead as she bent over, her t-shirt had risen to reveal a pair of soft cotton white panties with pink dots clinging tightly against her ass cheeks. Wow she had such a beautiful ass, pert but not to small neither too big. I stood there admiring the view with all kinds of wild thoughts running through my head, I was almost getting hard.

A Douchebag Gave Me[F19] My First Orgasm

So to be clear, I can make myself orgasm, but for a long time it felt impossible to cum with a partner. During one summer I was sleeping around, enjoying different partners, and I was hooking up with someone from Bumble. Right off the bat I noticed his dick was pretty girthy, definitely thicker than anything I had ever taken before. So we started off with oral and it was so fun to give him a sloppy blow job because he stretched my mouth a ton. Feeling my lips get tired so quickly was pretty hot, it made me want to try and make him cum with my mouth.

By that point he was moaning so much, he was definitely the most vocal partner I had. He kept calling me a ‘good girl’ and told me how sexy I looked with my hands around his shaft. Soon we switched to a position where I could ride him and this is where I had my first orgasm with a partner. Even though he had made me wet he kept using his spit to rub on his dick which was so sexy. He would even ask me to spit too!

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Strawberry Lipgloss. (F/F)

In her bed, I watched as she frantically unbuttoned my jeans before slowly sliding her hand down them. Gasping at her touch, I thought, how am I already this wet. As if she read my mind, she smiled and teased, “Aw, do I excite you?” her index finger slowly gliding down my clit. I laughed, slightly embarrassed. She sensed this, because immediately she leaned in, her dark hair falling over her shoulders, and whispered reassuringly against my mouth, “I think it’s so fucking hot”. I felt her fingers slide inside of me, a soft moan escaped me. She then pulled my jeans a little further down my hips, giving her hand easier access. With her other hand she pulled my breast out of my tank top, gave my nipple a swirl with her tongue. I bit down on my my lip, watching her. She moved her hand further down my panties, pushing her index and middle fingers in and out of me…slow at first and then a few quick, strong thrusts, eliciting a fuck from my lips. Now that her fingers were soaking wet, she started making small circles on my clit. My head hit her pillow, eyes rolling back. She was very skilled, the pressure was just how I liked it, and without guidance, she was so very close to that sweet spot. Right before I was about to guide her hand directly to it, almost intuitively, she moved her fingers ever so slightly to the left. “Right there?” she said. “Fuuuuck, yes, just like that.” I watched as she looked down at her hand, watching it move between my legs. She then looked back up at me, clearly enjoying me react to her touch. Her mouth was so close to mine, I could smell her strawberry lip gloss. I leaned up and kissed her, gently biting her lip, grazing my tongue across hers, tasting her. I moaned against her mouth in ecstasy. She broke apart from me just barely, and whispered “I wanna watch you cum”, sending a tickle down my spine. No reason to hold off, I closed my eyes. I focused in on the sensations, focused on the pleasure, allowed myself to be consumed by it. I opened my eyes to see her watching me, her breath in sync with mine as if she were on the edge of cumming along with me. Without looking away from me, her mouth searched for and found my nipple. She gently bit down and I came undone. My back arched, I saw stars exploding behind my eyes, pleasure crashing all over me. I couldn’t stop the guttural moan that escaped from me if I tried. I gripped her bed sheets tight as intense waves of pleasure washed over my body, one, two, three, maybe four times? When it suddenly became too much, I closed my legs around her hand, trembling. She giggled, giving my nipple one more hard suck before letting go. She slowly pulled her glistening fingers from between my legs and put them in her mouth, locking eyes with me. My jaw dropped at the sight. “Oh, you want a taste, too?” she said. I laughed, in awe of her boldness. “You are delicious. Here, open.” My mouth parted at her command and she gently put her fingers on my tongue. Tangy, sweet. I realized I had never tasted myself before. I reached up and grabbed her hand, holding it in place so I could lick every last drop of me off of her fingers. Now it was her jaw that dropped. I continued to lick and suck them, moaning as I did, looking into her dark brown eyes. Then, with her fingers still in my mouth, I climbed on top of her. Straddling her, I took both of her wrists in my hands, held them in place above her head. I leaned down, kissing and biting her neck, then whispered, “My turn.”

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Slipping in at the Waterslide [M/F, Public, Wetting]

It was hot. Reclining in a beach chair and sipping ice water should have been enough, but being in direct sunlight was brutal. There were chairs at the water park in the shade, but this spot offered a particular advantage. Especially with proper preparation.

I word wiped sweat from my brow and adjusted my sunglasses, then untied my board shorts. I’d need some extra room today.

Sitting on a bridge over just the end of the Big Dip, the chairs were in the splash zone of the largest water slide in the park. It was meant to add to the thrill, the big drop curving underneath and then up and around the bridge was a rush in and of itself. But because of the constant screaming and splashing, not to mention the direct sunlight, the chairs were rarely used.

What they did do, however, was offer an up close view of the sliders. First as they crossed the bridge, occasionally stopping to view the sliders on their way down and providing an excellent display of their backside – particularly from my lower viewing angle.

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The Heatwave Part 2 – Burning Up [FMMMMMM | Cheating | Gang Bang | Creampie | Submission]

**Check out Part 1** [**here**](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hw5jpk/heatwave_mf_cheating_xpost_from_reroticliterature/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

The last two weeks had gone by as a blur for Misty. Since that fateful day where Jason had come by to do electrical work; and her subsequent domination, her days have been filled with a mixture of anxiety and pure arousal. True to his word, Jason did call Misty the day after they first met, and she obediently went to his apartment. He used her as a toy for several hours, and once they were done she was sent on her way.

That wasn’t the only time they’ve met since, while her husband Taylor has been working additional hours late into the evening, Misty had gone out and met Jason in dark parking lots, dingy public bathrooms, and even to job sites he was working and gave him oral in the back of his van. Throughout her neighbourhood Misty was known as the perfect wife, being married for fifteen years and being outgoing within the community; nobody would have guessed she was living a double life as the personal sex slave to a muscular young man in his twenties, dominating her on almost a nightly basis.

M4F. Unbearable vulvar itching

I’m looking for a girl who is interested to chat, or build a story, about a girl/woman affected by an unbearable itching in her privates.

Something like this:

“It would have been a wonderful day, and also an interesting morning at the university. She liked what she studied, and to frequent those lively spaces, those classrooms full of expectations. And then that enormous possibility of meetings, acquaintances and frequentations.

But that damned itch …

Sara was tormented that morning, since waking up, by a cursed, tormenting itchy vulva … something that the ointment bought quickly in the pharmacy had not been able to alleviate. An itch that flooded in her outer and inner labia, penetrated every fold of her vulva and reached the area of ​​the clit. Something to go crazy, to cry.

She couldn’t miss today’s conference, or at least she didn’t feel like staying at home without even trying to go out.

– My kingdom for an icy wash, or at least for a scratch -, she thought desperately, with clenched teeth. Yes because the problem, of course, was that she couldn’t – no, she just couldn’t! – scratch her privates in public. Too embarrassing.

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Mothers Gone Wild – links to all chapters in r/erotica [FM, FF, FFM, FMM, Incest]

Thanks.

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hwd721/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hwfkjy/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hwleyx/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Four](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hwyo29/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Five](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hx4e3a/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Six](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hxkw4f/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Seven](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hxpfbo/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Eight](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hy50sm/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Nine](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hy7wch/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Ten](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hypeak/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)

[Chapter Eleven](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hyv6ko/mothers_gone_wild_another_homage_to_80s_porn/)