Shoulder Tappers (XX-Rated Comedic Erotica)

Shoulder Tappers

As I walked into the liquor store I spied two fresh barely legal females, a slender late teen, and her stocky friend,they were approaching random people , clearly they were shoulder tapping. I went and got my four pack, a pint of rum, and rolling papers.

As I exited the store the two moved into an area were they would intersect my path.

“Mister?”

“Yes young lady.”

” We’ve just about given up on finding someone generous enough to get us some supplies to take to a back country party.”

“You need a booze buyer?”

“Yes we do, beer, schnapps, wine cooler, and Jagermeister.”

“Well I just might be your broker today young ladies. Just what’s in it for me?”

“You could keep any change… ”

“I’m fine for money Miss. So I’m willing to put myself into a position to get arrested, and fined for buying booze for minors.”

” Hmm Um… ” The strawberry blonde started . ” Well what would be sufficient to persuade you to help us Mister?”

” First, my name is Earl. Second… just how bad do you want supplies?”

The dark fantasy of homely graceful wife (submission)

Shalini is a middle aged housewife with a child and lives with her husband. Shalini’s life is totally sorted, good husband , obedient children, good night life and no financial issues. But as shalini is getting matured day by day, her secret desire of being dominated is catching up fire. Though Shalini’s husband never fails to satisfy her but still there’s a small void in Shalini that has a desire of bdsm and domination. Shalini knew it’s practically impossible for her to fulfil her fantasy. Everytime after the $exual intercourse shalini would decide to express her deep desire of submission to her husband but as soon as she would see sweet innocent face of her husband the only thought that would crosses her mind is that her husband is not that mature to dominate her and handle her like a cheap $lut making shalini drop the idea of expressing her k¡nk to her husband and then somehow shalini would try to drift to sleep with dismay in her heart.Shalini would often drop various hints to her husband that she wanted to talk something serious but her husband failed to catch them. One day shalini is scrolling through facebook, when suddenly a page advertising gig0lo service popped up her feed. Though shalini wanted to avoid visiting the page but she wanted to explore whether the real gig0lo really existed or not. As shalini surfed through page, seeing the ratings and experience of customers, her heart began to sink and she knew this is her only chance to complete her fantasy. With trembling hands shalini typed a message introducing her and sent it . Soon the chat began and venue of meeting is decided. Shalini reaches the venue half an hour before the decided time. As shalini sits in the room, her heart was racing and here hands still trembling and every passing minute, seemed like an hour. While shalini is waiting, her husband calls her up . After shalini’s husband hung up the call, shalini’s mind began to wobble in a dilemma that whether she should be a loyal housewife or she should cheat her sweetheart husband. Though shalini’s brain shouted to go for the first option, but the inner voice of woman of shalini overpowered the brain and made shalini wait for the guy. As shalini’s mind is still confused whether to cheat or not, suddenly she is brought to senses by a knock on a door. Shalini checks from the door hole who it was and sees a young confident guy standing in front of gate with a bag in his hand …
Shalini (in a nervous voice) : “Who?”
Varun (in a calm voice) : ” I am Varun.Shalini is that you behind the door?”
Shalini turns her back towards door and rest her back over door, takes a deep breadth as her heart is still pounding very fast, and proceeds to forward the door. As Varun enters the room, sits on the bed and keep the bag beside him, he signals shalini to sit beside him. Varun starts to scan shalini from head to toe and as he see shalini tightly clenching her fingers as they are being rested on her thighs , he clearly understands shalini is a bit nervous. He takes hold of shalini’s hand and to calm her down and warm her up, starts to move his face bear shalini’s face. Shalini’s heart begins to sink and she closes her eyes as she could feel her breath getting mixed with Varun’s breath and soon shalini lips are feeling soft pecks being planted by Varun. Suddenly shalini breaks the kiss and tries to move away Varun by keeping her hand over his chest,
Shalini : ” I… I… Wa… Want…”
Varun (interrupting shalini in between by keeping his finger on her lips) : “I know what you want but first we have to make you get rid of your hesitation to make things work.”
Saying this Varun just starts to rub his finger over shalini’s lip and then pushes his finger inside shalini’s mouth and orders her to suck it. Shalini starts to suck his finger with hesitation and as shalini is doing this, Varun leans towards shalini’s face and begins to kiss shalini’s luscious lips. This time Varun is kissing shalini a bit more intensely and as Varun starts to smooch shalini, the whole room is filled with the sound of smooching. As Varun feels shalini is into smooching he keeps his one hand behind her head and pushes shalini’s face so towards his so can smooch her even harder. While smooching Varun takes out a short cloth from his pocket, holds down shalini’s hands behind her back and tie them. Within a minute shalini finds herself in centre of room with her hands upright and tied to the ceiling by a rope. Varun now starts to put an eye mask over shalini’s eyes to which shalini objects…
Shalini(in a purring) : “i want to see everything…”
Varun (puts eye mask over shalini’ eyes and grabs her by her hair and pulls her closer and whispers in her ear) : “I don’t care for your opinion…”
Saying this Varun starts to kiss over shalini’s neck.As shalini could feel subtle kisses being planted on her neck, she begins to moan…
Shalini : “uffff,, ssss,, phewww,,, aahhhh,,, ssss,,, uhhh”
Varun moves lower down on shalini’s body, holds her saree pallu and slide it sideways to expose shalini’s navel. Varun starts to plant small pecks over shalini’s tummy. This is making shalini even wetter and now she is biting her lip as Varun plants small kisses over her tummy.Shalini’s breathing rate starts to increase as she moans…
Shalini : “aahhhhhh,,, sssss, uuhmmmm,,, sssss,,, ahhhh,,,”
Varun just pulls down shalini’s pallu and shalini could feel her pallu getting unfolded. As shalini’s smooth curvy get rid of her pallu, Varun starts to proceeds the direction of kisses upwards. Shalini is getting even more turned on by thinking that she is standing just in her sleeveless blouse and petticoat as she receives subtle kisses from a man she never met before. Soon shalini could feel hot air at her cle@vage followed by kisses which further could be felt on her bare cjest exposed from saree.
Shalini ( in the heat of moment) : ” mmm baby,,, ssss,,, ahhh,,, do it harder”
Suddenly shalini is surprised and confused as she stops feeling kisses on her body and could hear the sounds of Varun walking around her. As shalini was wondering what was gonna happen, she hears some sounds of metal clinking with each other. Before shalini could figure out, a strong wave of intense pain followed by pleasure starts to take over her body, making shalini quirm and clench her fingers over the rope as she felt Varun smashing his belt at her fat @ss.
Shalini : “aaaaaag hahaghgagagaagaggagahhhhh ,,, ssssss,, hhhhhhuuhhhh”
Shalini is breathing heavily as the pain still subsides in her @ss even after few seconds, Varun walks near to shalini and grabs her by her hair…
Varun ( in a dominant voice) : ” Rule number 1- you never tell your master what to do and what not to do. Am i clear???”
Shalini is still recovering from the strange feeling going through her making her feel a lump in her throat. Shalini just nods her head…
Varun (being more harsh grabs shalini’s hair even more tightly) : ” speak up you dumb@ss wh0re, am i clear? ”
Shalini just gulps down her saliva…
Shalini ( barely managing to mumble out and nodding her head) : ” mmmgmmmm yes… Sss…yes,,,sss”
Varun swings his arm completely backward and again gives tight lash lash of his belt shalini’s @ss…
Varun (shouting) : ” Say it louder and complete b¡tch, Ammm iii clearrrrr?”
Shalini (just trying to grasp breath as waves of pain and pleasure conquer over her body) : “Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhahahghgahgagagggahaggagag,,,, uughguhghhghghughhhh,,, hhmmm, yesss,,, uhhhh, yesss, yessss, you are uhghgh clear master… !!!

Taste of Quidditch

“we won, Hermione,” Harry said to me, returning from the quidditch game.
We were alone in the Grayfindor common room. I was busy finishing his homework so i couldn’t attend the game.

“Thanks for doing my homework,” he said heading to where I was seated. “With all the quidditch practice, I couldn’t have done it myself.”

I stood up. Sweaty and smelly, he towered above me. Suddenly I felt so aroused by his smell that I drew close to him. He looked down at me. A drop of his sweat fall on my face. It burned a hole where it fell. Passion flared up between my legs. My girlhood overpowered my brain. As if in a trance, I tiptoed to pull myself up and licked a streak of sweat running down his face.

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Shared (part 1)

The taxi dropped us at the front gate. My lips were still tingling from the deep and passionate kisses we had all shared on the journey. The man held the gate open and the woman skipped off a little ahead, opened the front door and disappeared inside. I still didn’t even know their names, but names didn’t seem to matter at this point.

I’d been waiting at the rank in town for a taxi when this couple arrived and started waiting too. They spoke together in low voices for a few minutes before the man came up to me and asked me whether I wanted to share a taxi. They were heading for the same part of town as me so it seemed like a good plan. I had no idea at that point just how much we would be sharing before the night was over.

I followed the man into the living room. The woman had gone upstairs ‘to change’. The room looked like any other suburban sitting room; a brown velour three piece centred around a glass topped coffee table and facing a coal-effect gas fire with a TV off to one side. The man motioned me towards the sofa and I sat while he fetched us some drinks.

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The new coworker

So where I work is a year-round job for me, but summer help is hired. Typically high school graduates or close family friends of the business. In the 4 years I’ve worked here a lot of faces have come and gone, but my boss hired someone pretty interesting this summer.

His name was Derek. He was 18, a senior at a local high school, drove a pick up and honestly had the most sultry bedroom eyes I ever saw. He as a shy kid, he usually just laughed at other people’s jokes but I tried to talk to him. I have to admit for being 18 and me being 24, he was incredibly attractive. I couldn’t help but try to get his attention. Walk by him more frequently, joke and smile a little more. It seemed to work as he began coming to me for tasks and jobs and talking to me a little more. He really was a sweet kid.

Now I didn’t expect anything to happen, I was in a dead bedroom relationship and he was 18, come on. I figured a little harmless workplace flirting, he would leave after this summer and new faces would replace him next year.

After a long day

It was a long day for us. Too long of a day, usually after work we would make plans together but I didn’t have it in me. He said he would come over and we could just relax for the night.

I ached from work. My legs ached, my back ached and everything felt so tense. I tried to get comfortable on the couch but it just wasn’t working. He asked me if I needed a massage, I would never outright ask him for one but I wasn’t going to say no.

I laid face down, flat out on the couch. I was only wearing my shirt and shorts from work. He came over and put his knees on either side of my hips and sat on the back of my thighs. The pressure actually felt good. He began at my waist, working his way up my ribs to my shoulders and my neck. His touch always felt so good. He he rough and strong hands.

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NEW POST Office Politics/Blackmail – Chapter 39

Chap.38 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bence2/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_38/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bence2/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_38/)

Jono lay there,on his back, getting fucked, truly enjoying his lot in life. HIS Personal property/pussy was riding him, and it was a sight to see. She would lean forward, and Jono would cup her beautiful breasts, Enjoying her long blonde hair hanging down while toying with her nipples, then give her a push, and she would sit upright, where she currently was. His property was currently not bouncing his Dick. He knew better. He knew from pussy spankings that his property loved to have her clit stimulated by bouncing or spanking, so he would only let her grind her hips in circles, or move them in a slow ‘twerk’ motion. Making her sit up meant her clit was no longer in contact with him, making it that much more agonizing. She was constantly making a moaning whimper of a sound, and would periodically very quietly say “sirrrr……p-p-pl-please…..” asking to cum, to which he would tell her “NO” and force her to ride more. A glance at the clock told him she had been at this for a solid 20 minutes. Her face was red and contorted from the sexual stimuli, and he knew she was slowly breaking, impressed she had gotten this far.

NEW POST Office Politics/Blackmail – Chapter 38 – Almost there!

Chap 37 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/becj4g/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_37/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/becj4g/new_post_office_politicsblackmail_chapter_37/)

Jono took from his pocket a small ‘bullet’ type mini-vibrator. He told his property “You seemed to like getting filmed today. Lift your skirt, and..” He checked traffic and took a left turn onto the city’s bypass, then continued. “Sorry change of direction. I want you use your phone to film yourself using this vibrator. But…do not use it on the clit, and do not fully insert it, *yet*.” He slowed, and made another turn onto the old highway that lead from town. Gripping her knee hard he added, “And woman, whatever do, you damn well better not cum, understood?”

Sherry was beside herself. Here she was, totally without shame. Her skirt lifted, feet flat on the dash, and using a vibrator to play with herself…*and not allowed to cum.* The cruelty of that was unreal! She had felt her Master’s cock pump her multiple times today. She had carried little metal balls in her pussy today, during a business meeting, yet. And now, in the presence of her Master once again, in the underwear, clothes, and car HE provided…and *not allowed to cum*?

How to Say Goodbye

*’I must be crazy’*, she thought *’ This is the worst idea I have ever had…’* It had been weeks since she last saw him, and that was a teary eyed affair as she told him goodbye. But here she was, about to knock on his door. *’Maybe he isn’t here. MAYBE if I knock quietly, he won’t hear.’* Torn between sending him mixed signals, and filling the craving that she only trusted him to fill, she slowly raised her knuckles to rap on his door.
She waited for a count of three, but as she began to turn away to make her escape, the door opened. There he was, freshly showered, dressed in a tshirt, and sweats. It was if this unexpected visit wasn’t such a thing, until she saw the surprise in his eyes.
He opened his mouth, and stammered out a “hello!” before she placed one single finger to her mouth, signalling she needed him to be quiet. She then untied the belt to her overcoat, and held it open for him, so that he could see she was only dressed in her shoes, thigh highs, and the collar he had once given her.
He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the leash to the collar, and pulled her inside. The second she heard the deadbolt slide home, she was roughly spun around, and pinned against the wall. His mouth was on hers in a flash; tongues sparring and dancing, as they kissed.
“God, I have missed y…”, she cut him off, with a finger on his lips, and dropped quickly to her knees, coat splaying open around her. Her hands, as always, placed palm up, on her lap. She said nothing. She wanted no words. She simply opened her mouth. The anticipation was killing her, and making her wet. He looked down at her, realizing what she was asking, and dropped his sweats a bit. His now free cock was still growing stiff, as she hungrily sucked it into her throat. She could feel it getting harder as she took him deeper, gagging on it.
*’This feels like home’,* she thought, but immediately chastised herself for it. This was just a means to an end; a cure to her hunger. At that moment, he pulled her up, leading her by the leash to his bed. He tugged the coat from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He left her standing there for a second, as he quickly retrieved his flogger from a dresser drawer. He pulled the leash, forcing her body to bend in half as she settled her hands on his mattress her ass up in the air. She tensed, waiting for the sting, but he was toying with her; merely trailing the leather strips of the flogger against her backside. She refused to speak, though. Even to beg, so she whimpered slightly, and was swiftly rewarded with the sting of leather striking ass.
He swung the flogger maybe a dozen times in total. Each impact coming harder, each bite of leather on flesh a bit more shocking. As quickly as he started, he stopped. Dropping the flogger, he began to gently rub the cheeks of her ass; his hands absorbing some of the heat from the angry welts that were already appearing. Then he swiftly spread her cheeks apart, revealing his favorite place to fuck her. He spit on her asshole, she was going to hate and love him for this tomorrow, before shoving his cock against it. Slowly, pressing it inside her. She gasped as he slid home, filling her up, and making her orgasm. He never failed to make her cum less than a dozen times when they would have sex. He wasn’t going to start now.
And then he fucked her. **TRULY fucked her.** All the anger, pain, sadness, hope, love, compassion, and every other emotion he had towards her came to the surface, as he pounded in and out of her spit lubed ass. She quickly lost count of her orgasms, as she could no longer tell where one ended, and the next began. It may have lasted for hours, or days, or merely minutes. She was beyond caring enough to try to tell. But she could sense his mounting orgasm. That is when he did the unexpected. Suddenly he pulled out of her ass, twisted her around and forced her to her knees, in one smooth motion, and let out a loud growl as he shot his sticky cum all over her face. She instinctively opened her mouth, but was a bit slow in doing so, and only was able to catch the last bit on her tongue.
He let go of her and sagged back, falling into his desk chair, clearly spent. He was smiling, and sweaty, and still smelled good. Those things stuck out to her, as she grabbed her coat, and stood up, quickly pulling it on to her shoulders. She reached up to her throat, and unbuckled the collar; the collar she had been so eager to earn from him. She stepped to him, his cum still dripping down her cheeks, and dropped the collar and leash into his lap. He stared at it, then at her, as she tied the belt to her overcoat, and without wiping off her face, or even saying goodbye, she left.

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Inner dialogue of a Dom

*I can’t believe she is doing what I tell her!*
*Don’t smile. Gotta look super serious!!*
*OMG!!! She is going to suck my cock! This is amazing!!*
*DO NOT SMILE!*
*She is so good at this!*
*Did I smack her too hard? Not hard enough? Just right?*
*Jesus H. Christ, she actually loves this!!*
*QUIT SMILING, DUMBASS! YOU WILL RUIN THE MOOD FOR HER!!!!!*
*I will not cum yet. I will not cum yet. I will not cum yet. I will not cum yet…*
*She is so damn pretty!*
*Fucking hell, this is hot! The hottest sex I have ever had!*
*Do not let her see you smile!*
*Did she just smack MY ass?*
*SHE DID! ON PURPOSE!*
*Don’t laugh! Act mad!*
*How do I act mad??*
*Yeah, pin her arms down! Make her beg for it*
*Why am I making her beg for it? I WANT her to have it!!!*
*You smiled again!!! Stop doing that!*
*Fuck, she is wearing ME OUT!*
*Can’t stop. Don’t stop! Keep going!*
*Dammit… I came too soon*

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