Seranna’s Awakening – Part 2 [mf]

[Part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/esmgxc/serannas_awakening_mf_oral/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

We enter yet again. Centuries lost to time.

Seranna discovered that blatantly slaughtering every man she encountered became rather noticeable unfortunately quickly.

She also discovered that repeat customers pockets were far deeper than deceased ones.

This afforded her a living, now within a modern day apartment within the centre of a thriving city.

She did not need much in the way of space. Her luxuries came in the form of vintage clothing and occasionally indulging in fine wines.

Of course she still had to indulge in the occasional soul. Meaning a low profile was mandatory.

Modern weapons could not hope to damage her but a life on the run was not the quiet and sensual life she desired.

The few run ins with towns people with pitchforks still managed to give her a hellish headache.

Today was a simple one. Doll herself up.

Perfecting her form to the preference of Sugar Daddy #1.

He liked, youth. She hadn’t bothered with morals in regards to herself since her change, but the concept of the specifics of his lust made her glad to be his current and only fixation.

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Fucking My Best Friend’s Boyfriend

I’ve always been a bit promiscuous. Ever since I first discovered sex when I was 15 years old, I just wanted it. Over and over and over again. The feeling of a guy inside me, expanding me, splitting me open, fuck, I don’t even have to cum, that alone feels just fine. But cumming, my god. The best is an eye rolling orgasm. When a guy fucks me so hard that my eyes just roll into the back of my head and my body loses all control. It’s fair to say, I FUCKING LOVE SEX.

Even more than sex, I like fucking men that are taken. It’s just so naughty, so taboo, and the feeling I get….that I satisfy them better than their wife or girlfriend, it’s just amazing. I am not trying to steal their man when I do this, not at all, I just want to have fun with him. And for him to have fun with me. The more taboo, the better. The riskier, the better. When the stakes are raised, everything becomes hotter.

My forbidden guy Part- 1[MF]

Every girl has a guy in her life, whom she deeply desires, but stays away. She forbids herself that guy for two reasons:

1. She knows he is bad for her
2. She is with someone else and can’t break it off

He was that guy in my life and I stayed away from him because of point no 1, although point no 2 was also there but I could care less. Both of us were in long distance relationships .I knew that doing anything would only complicate matters but such was my thirst.

We were in University hostels and used to roam around freely in each other’s rooms, mostly I used to go see him. We were great friends, used to work together on projects, but there was a weird tension between us always. He could never say no to anything I asked of him. His smile was the ultimate seduction for me. I have always liked lean guys. He was much taller than me, had a small frame but his abs and biceps told me he worked out. Everytime I touched him, it was like electricity.

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The City in the City – A Freeuse Series – Part 1 – Judge & Jury [Freeuse]

“Would the defendant please stand.”

Cathy felt her stomach clench but did as she was told. She looked over at the jury, their eyes were all locked on her. She knew this was only going one way. Pulling one strand of forlorn blonde hair behind one ear, like she always did when she was nervous, she awaited what was to come.

“What is your verdict?” the judge asked.

The fat man who was the head juror looked straight at her.

“Guilty.”

The judge nodded.

“We thank the jury for its service and reconvene in one hour for sentencing,” the judge said, letting the gavel fall.

Cathy’s heart sank. She knew her chances had been slim to none with the all-male jury, but she had at least hoped.

“All rise.”

She stood up and felt her lawyer’s hand on her shoulder.

“The DA wants to talk to you, if you agree to.”

“Why?” Cathy said looking at her lawyer.

Sally was a middle-aged woman that had kept most of her charms and dressed almost as a young woman with that ample cleavage.

Marriage

The words flow from my finger tips like the ash that blew from my Mount St. Helens. Never ending, a blur of passion and anger. I am captivated by the glow of my screen and the words echoing in my head.

He comes behind me and smells my neck as he slowly traces his tongue along it. This tickles, he knows that, but does it anyway. My taste is like ecstasy to him. I fight the urge to squirm away and laugh. Inwardly cursing my my life long affliction of being overly ticklish. The scent of his breathe fills my senses. God he smells exactly the way he did when I kissed him on our wedding day. That smell has rarely made its appearance since. But I cherish the times he smells like this. It instantly sends me back to that day. The day I thought love would be easy. When I thought we would be together forever, never hurting each other. Oh but we have hurt each other, many times over the years. My mind is distracted by his scent and the memories that flood my brain. If I close my eyes, it’s our wedding night again. His lips seductively tracing my neck, his tongue flicking my ear lobe. He knows I hate this but he can’t help it and I want him to feel every bit of pleasure he can so I don’t pull away.

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I find out the milf next door likes me (MF) (longread) (first time post, feedback welcome)

My favorite thing about spending time at my friend Chris’s house was always his neighbor, Kim. Chris liked her, too, but she didn’t drive him wild quite like she did me.

I was never sure how much older Kim was, and I liked not knowing. I wasn’t sure if the right term was milf, cougar, or just girl next door. She wore tight skirts that clung to her curves. My favorite was when she would run in the mornings. She wore spandex shorts and a sports bra that kept her breasts in place and did a very poor job of hiding her nipples. I could watch her run all day, her hair swishing in a ponytail, her smooth legs churning, her ass cheeks bouncing left, right, left, right, and her nipples poking through her top. I get hard just thinking about it.

I met her when Chris bought his house and Kim stopped by to introduce herself while we were moving his stuff. She brought a homemade pie which we devoured, and I fell in love with her at that moment.

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2:17 – A Forbidden Tale [taboo][daddy/daughter]

**This is strictly fantasy and based on an actual role play I have done. This is in no way condoning actual incest**

I hear a rustling and feel the bed move, pulling me from my slumber. I lift my head, the room mostly dark, only a faint glow from my alarm clock. It’s Amber. I look at the clock, 2:17 am. I turn my head toward her “Amber sweetie, is everything ok?”

“I had a bad dream daddy. Can I sleep in here with you?” Her whisper soft with a nervous quiver.

“Sure sweetie.” My reply quickly met with her crawling under the covers and snuggling up to me. Amber has been attached to my hip ever since her mother basically abandoned us 6 months ago. I suspect she is suffering from a touch of separation anxiety. That compounded with the stress of her senior year, it’s no wonder her nightmares are more frequent.

I wrap my arm around her and pull her to me, letting her know she is safe with her daddy. “Daddy is here princess”

“Thank you daddy” she whispers, placing her delicate hand on my chest, her head tucked into my shoulder.

First time with Emily [FF]

Writing prompts didn’t like this at all, maybe I should write here? Maybe the writing isn’t very good? Let me know!

*****

It was late night or early morning. Just two of us were awake. She sat on the couch one cushion away. Everyone at school new she liked girls. She was pretty proud of it. I wondered if she would hit on me. I wondered what I would do if she did. I had a boyfriend. I shouldn’t. She wouldn’t. Was that disappointing?

We were looking down at are phones. She’d make a little amused huff and show me her phone. I’d laugh. A little forced. I want her to like me.

Her leg stretched out and her toes where now touching my thigh. I froze. Play it cool. I don’t even notice it. We’re just hanging out. She’s barely paying attention to me. Just her phone.

Her red tousled hair. She’s wearing a black cami and grey shorts. Kinda pajama shorts. They’re loose. Oh fuck. I can see down there. Look away. Definitely no panties. Can I still see it? I can. Can she see me looking? She’s not even looking up. I look away. My heart is pounding in my chest. I look back. I can see folds of skin, soft dark hair, not red — I feel fingers on my hand.

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[MF] Nerdy Girl from Algebra, Part 4

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8yv3p/mf_nerdy_girl_from_algebra/), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f938y5/mf_nerdy_girl_from_algebra_part_2/), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f9hwrh/mf_nerdy_girl_from_algebra_part_3/)

I arrived in at Algebra class and sat down in my usual spot, but the nameless nerdy dom girl never showed.

I scanned the lecture hall the entire 50 minutes the class lasted, but could not spot her.

When lecture ended I rushed to the door, and by that I mean I literally ran down the stairs to beat everyone to it. Then right before I would have left, suddenly pretended to have to look for something in my bag right by the only exit, so I’d be sure if she was in the room she would not escape me. I didn’t care if everyone else in the room thought I was some idiot – they would be right, I was an idiot for ass.

But all I proved as the room emptied out was that my great expectations were a giant bust.

I even hung onto false hope and waited outside the room, incase she would show up later. I don’t remember how long I waited, maybe an hour, before I finally admitted to myself that what had happened was indeed too good to be true.

Just some thoughts…

I’ve Lowkey been craving dick… Just to get fucked sooooo roughly with a vibrating bullet against my clit until I’m screaming and shaking violently… I just want someone to slowly fuck me roughly, so hard and so wet? I want hickeys on my neck and shoulders, my ass slapped and grabbed hard, my nipples sucked until there’s a wet popping sound before lips to start to kiss mine… Ughhhhhh???

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