Caught in the Act

When I was nineteen years old, I was caught having sex by our maid.

My parents had a wedding function to attend far enough from home that they planned on spending the night. I looked forward to that night because my boyfriend and I were going to have sex for the first time. The thing is no one in my family knew about my boyfriend.

When my boyfriend showed up, our maid answered the door. She called me over to where my boyfriend stood.

“Who is this boy?” she asked.

“This is a friend from school. I forgot to tell you that he was coming over to study with me.” I told her. I tried to sound as innocent as possible so the maid wouldn’t become suspicious.

She let my boyfriend in, and we went to sit on the couch. We made some small talk for a while. I was afraid that the sexual tension between us would stand out like a neon sign.

After some time passed, I stood, “So, the notes we need are upstairs in my room.” I made sure our maid heard me say this.

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A Mother and Her Son

Tommy picked his mother up in his arms and silently carried her to their bed. He laid her down and quickly stripped and then he crawled onto the bed next to her. Kissing her lips, he slowly slipped the straps of her dress down her arms until her breasts were bare. He worked his lips down her neck to her heaving chest. He sucked one nipple and then the other into his mouth, bringing a moan from his mother. Then he turned until his head was between her legs and his penis was close to her mouth. He heard his mother moan as she took him in her mouth. His lips covered her hole and he began to suck. They worked each other to a fervor before stopping to strip Sue’s clothes off.

Tommy pushed his mother back on the bed, took a pillow, and placed it under her hips. He knew that this would get the deepest penetration. He knelt between her legs, his hard penis pulsing above his mom’s waiting hole. Their eyes locked together.

“Tell me Mom, tell me what you want,” Tommy said holding his swollen head near her equally excited hole.

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Innocent Tiffany loses her virginity

-Heya diary, Tiffiny here. Today’s the big eighteenth birthday, spent it at the holiday camp as standard. Gotta say the instructors, y’know Tommy and Gary, were extra nice today as it’ll be my last time here. They said they’ll get me booze, first time hah, for my lil party with the group. Okay gotta go, they’re calling me for my afternoon swim.

-Wow omg! Gary told me I could change with him in the staffs changing room cus I’m an adult now. It’s so much better than in that mayhem, he helped me put on my one piece and I just kinda blushed. He told me it was fine, we’re both mature adults and could see each other like this. When we came out the pools I accidentally walked in on him in the shower, it wasn’t his dad bod or hairy chest I can remember but his down below. It was the first one I had ever seen up close, first time I’ve seen one so hard as well. It’s not even like he hid it after, I could literally see it’s print grow in his jeans when he glared at me changing. It’s just a typical boy thing, gonna head to sleep now.

Personal Fantasy

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My biggest fantasy is to be raped. I’m ashamed to say that because it’s not something a woman should admit.

My reluctance to say it out loud stems from a conversation I had once with a friend’s boyfriend in a pub. We were chatting about fantasises (you know the type, sex in public, Britney Spears in *that* school uniform) when he suddenly announced that it was every woman’s fantasy to be raped.

I thought it was the most misogynistic thing I’d ever heard because at that time, I saw rape as a woman being forced at knifepoint to have sex with a stranger in a dark alleyway somewhere. So why would any woman in her right mind want to endure that humiliation? No woman *wants* to be hurt and degraded like that.

But his words stayed with me and I was determined to prove him wrong in every relationship I had after that.

Every man I have been with knows that I’m no victim. I’m in control of all aspects of my life and I certainly don’t let anyone dictate to me what I should do: everything is done *my* way, especially sex.

Office Crush and the Morning Rain // A Letter (X-posted)

This morning, as the rain pelted the windows, I felt your breath against my neck, your eyes piercing mine as you lay next to me, those dark brown eyes that melt me, I felt your finger on my clit, slowly massaging it, enjoying that control you have over me, as you do. And I woke up too quickly, but kept myself in a dream state as I brought my own fingers to my cunt and pretended it was your hand there, on me, controlling me, as the rain continued to pour down against and beat against the roof top. We were both happy there, unafraid, and wanting. I closed my eyes and for the next ten minutes imagined you torturing me, pulling away each time I was about to come, just watching me quiver and then shake as I couldn’t take it anymore. I swirled my fingers over my clit and imagined so hard it was you, until I exploded and squirted all over myself, moaning and biting my lip, holding myself in the warm and wishing it was you there holding me, and maybe stealing a kiss or two or a thousand, instead of being alone here listening to the rain.

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Guesthouse O

One winter, we found ourselves looking after an incredible chalet overlooking the mountains with no one for a hundred miles around when there were no guests. Not long after our first tour we’d scoped out the furniture that looked like it could perform under pressure.

We were used to fucking all over the house, but the fact that guests would be sitting, sleeping, and probably also fucking on this furniture within hours of us gave us the first tiny taste of deviance. Little did we know how far that would take us.

I knew the guesthouse had to be cleaned. The guests were arriving at 3pm.

But I was horny. And not the type of horny that would be satisfied by a cum dump.

I was also anxious, because we were only just starting to dip our toes into our sexual exploration and I definitely didn’t feel like i deserved to have my needs met just because I asked. Lil, however, had been not-so-subtly hinting that she wanted me to take control in a big way, so I shoved my self consciousness deep down inside me and and focused on the fact that she wanted it this way.
‘Can we go up to the guesthouse now?’ Lil asked me, clearly dreading the prospect.

Have sex with me all the time. I will pay you good babe’

One day, my boss called and told me that a venture investor was going to visit our office from Colorado and that he was going to assign me as his PA for a week. I was very happy that there was something new to work with for a week. On the next day, this investor guy landed. My boss introduced me to him and we began working.

This guy was in his 40s. He was handsome, charming with sharp eyes, and I actually fell for his looks. He looked like the most perfect man any girl could imagine for. Nonetheless, I tried my best to work with him professionally, as I was his personal assistant during his meetings and office hours.

On the third day, we were working late at the office and he told me that we would go for dinner and that afterwards, he would drop me off at my apartment. He took me to a lavish restaurant and we had an awesome dinner. After finishing up, it was 10 PM and we were inside the car to go back to our places, but I was feeling horny and romantic, and he knew that I was into him. I kept my hands on his thighs and didn’t say a word. He just drove on and took me to his hotel room.

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The thin line between love and hate: Part 2 [OC] [MF] [Public] [Sex at work] [Power dynamics]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebg0j5/the_thin_line_between_love_and_hate_mf_tease/)

Mid-morning the next day, Braden strode into my office. Clearly on a mission, he shut and locked the door, and then yanked a cord next to my office window, sending the blinds rattling down.

“What… what are you doing?” I asked, taken aback by his unexpected forwardness. I hadn’t even come up with a clear plan on how to avoid him for the next few weeks, given our encounter the previous evening. No matter how smug I may have felt about taking back a small amount of power by leaving him horny and wanting.

“Well… based on how hard you came last night, you clearly have unmet needs. So I’m going to meet them,” he replied, his voice heady and determined. He turned and moved slowly toward me, his gorgeous, wavy dirty blond hair shining under the bright office lights. “Despite what you may think, I actually thought it was hot as fuck that you used me for your pleasure and then left me. I’ve been hard since you walked away from me.” The look in his eyes was predatory, and I don’t think I imagined the quickening pulse in his neck. I felt the tight pinch of my nipples as they hardened under his unyielding stare. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

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A small shower story (mf)

After a long drive we’re together, both exhausted, but happy to spend time together, we toss our things onto the floor at the foot of the bed and sit together. I pull you onto my lap without effort then I kiss your forehead as I hold you, my arms wrapped around you. You lean your head into my shoulder and let out a soft sigh, “how about I give you a quick massage, then we shower and go to bed?” I ask innocently. You agree and you roll off my lap and lay on the bed. I pull your shoes and socks off then help you take your shirt off, I undo your bra and begin to work my fingers into your shoulders and back.

I lean down pressing my fingers deep into your skin, as I do I move my face to your head and softly kiss the side of your neck before biting and kissing your ear. I listen to you moan and gasp in response, and I choose to continue working my fingers down your body and keep kissing your ear. I move my thumbs into your hips as I continue to massage your body, I then roll you onto your back and slide your pants off and to the floor. I grab your ankles amd slide youd down the bed to the edge then bring each of your legs over my shoulder as I lean forward and begin to kiss your thighs before licking my way up to your already wet pussy.

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