MF – Unexpected Guest

You find your way home after a long day of work and are relieved to know that no one is going to be home. Everyone is away for the weekend and you have the whole house to yourself. You kick off your shoes, unbutton your shirt a few buttons and leave on your form fitting skirt and stockings. You grab a bottle of wine, pour yourself a glass and begin to relax on the couch.

All of a sudden, you hear a knock on the door; you wonder who the hell it could be. The hairs on your back stand up and there is nervousness in your stomach. Walking over, you peek through the window and, what do you know, it is Eric. Surprised and excited, you open the door and ask if he would like to come in.

It has been a long time since you have seen each other and the little butterflies in your stomach begin to flutter, your mouth begins to water, and your nipples become sensitive and harden. You haven’t felt this way in a long time and you become warm and tingly inside your lower belly as you remember the experiences of past. You ask what he is doing here and he tells you he was in the area for work and wanted to finally see your place. But in reality, Eric really wanted to see your beautiful eyes, to smell your sweet hair and touch your soft and supple skin.

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I want to write erotica and get paid

So, I discovered recently, quite by accident, that I have a talent for writing erotica. At least, I have been told that. It’s really amusing for me to write, and I know almost no limits to what I am willing to write. Does anyone know how or where I can get started with this?

I am very okay with handing out freebies to get people interested, then doing custom commission works if the demand is there.

Ideas?

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do you want fries with that ?

she traced her fingers along the buldge in my pants and with one swift move they were off. my pole slapped her across the face as pre- cum leaked out. ”omg its so big” she said with excited squiles. the stockroom in this fast food restaurant was probably not the best place to be doing this but when april said those six words, like velvet from her mouth I knew I had to have her. ”do you want fries with that” always gets me going. back in reality she just kept stroking up and down up and down and for the next few minutes it was bliss. then brought back to reality when Aprils trousers slid down her waist and onto the floor. followed by her white panties. like two corkscrews and a piece of string they fell. she turned around. placing both hands infront of her on a metal rack that housed the lettace. ”mcf*ck me” she said suductivly. I did so until my mayonnaise filled her buns. ”thanks” she smiled pulling up her trousers and exiting the room. it was a vey happy meal after all

p.s sorry I know this is terrible but I hope someone might enjoy this

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[F/M] How I fell in love with my daughter

I am in love with my daughter. No, not the “I am a carrying parent” version of it. We are a couple, since let me think, about six, seven years. We live together. Behave like every other couple. I am the old fart, she is young and gorgeous. It isn’t something to be proud of. You cannot tell anyone what you really are. So, how did it came to that forbidden relationship? Was it my dream to hammer my dick into my little girl? Never. But it is what I do. And I admit it, I like doing it. I like fucking my own daughter. And she likes making out with her father.

It all started about two decades ago. My wife, mother of my only child, and I divorced. We just weren’t made for each other. My daughter chose to stay with her mum. Like in most cases. Kids stay with mum, dad sends them money and gets them every second weekend. We arranged it that way. As long as I lived in the same area like they did. But work forced me to move out. Believe me, it was a hard decision to make. It meant seeing my daughter only when she had school holidays and could fly over to the city I lived in.

Office Hours [MF] [Oral] [Student/Teacher]

I’m a bit of a hobby writer. I don’t usually dabble in erotica, but before I met my wife I enjoyed frequenting erotic chat rooms. My job sometimes requires that I travel abroad for long stretches of times, and I started writing custom erotic stories for her to enjoy when I’m not there. The student/teacher fantasy was one that she has always had a fondness for, and I felt like it turned out pretty well. This is my first real posting of my work, so be gentle. Constructive criticism is always welcome though. I hope you enjoy!

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Samantha stood outside the open office door of her freshman English professor, collecting her thoughts. She was only 19, and could feel the butterflies in her tummy, but wouldn’t let that show on her face. She took a deep breath and knocked. “Dr. Jones?” she asked as she stepped into the room. “Do you have a minute? I wanted to talk to you about the last test we took.” She held a paper in one of her hand, waving it a little to indicate what she was talking about.

[META] A Story of a Girl… That You Know

Hello all. I’m Mandi and tonight I’m offering to write some customized dirty stories for you. Here’s the catch: It has to be about a girl you know. Friend, coworker, classmate, family member etc. Other than that, here’s what I’d like from you:

1 – Her name. Real or fake, I won’t know the difference anyway.

2 – Description of her. Reference pics (even just lookalikes) are great, but not a requirement.

3 – Scenario she’s in. Solo, MF, FF, Group etc. If you have any plot requests, feel free to share them here.

4 – Kinks she gets involved with. Your favorite kinks or just specifics on the sex in the story.

I hope I can help fulfill some fantasies and inspire some curiosity about the women you know. I look forward to writing for you!

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Mile High Pilot Story

Names have been altered.

My name is Brantley, I am a licensed pilot with my own twin engine plane. I travel all over the country, flying cargo, myself, clients, family and friends anywhere they need to go. Until one day I get a message from an old friend of mine named, Nicole, who was interested in using my services to fly to here home town during the Thanksgiving Holidays.

Nicole and I grew up in a small town and later graduated High School together. She was always such a beautiful woman. Blonde hair, blue eyes, slim waist but had a perfect ass and was busty for her size, but wasn’t to busty, perfect size for those who like a little more than a handful.

After we loaded up her luggage I helped her into the plain and told her where the wet bar was so she could make some drinks during the flight. She quickly indulged in the top shelf vodka I had. I thought to myself “she will be passed out before we hit cruising altitude. But boy was I wrong.

Threesome Fun (ffm)

I was dating a girl named Sarah who I had met at a friends birthday party. We used to love going to nightclubs to dance all night while being hit on by a seemingly endless supply of guys. It was always fun to see the look on their faces as Sarah and I would start kissing as they hit on us. Now and again we would invite a hot guy home with us to have some fun. Most guys seem to have a threesome fantasy so maybe 99% of them always jumped at the chance of fucking two girls. Sometimes it worked out pretty well and we all had fun but most times the experience wasn’t as good as we hoped it would be. Most guys think they can handle two girls but the reality is that not all can.

Fantasy Girl [MF]

My hands trembled with each clacking my shoes made across the lobby floor. “I should have changed,” I thought, but leaving from work was the only option. The elevator button light was mesmerizing while I rested so deep in my imagination, wondering what this would be like. The elevator door opening startled me out of my play-by-play and I appropriately pushed the button for floor 69.

Rapping on the door led to a soft invitation from a voice within. She requested that I hang the sign on the door knob, remove my coat and loud shoes, then sit.

My thoughts were moving so fast. I needed to feel the rush of a woman across my body and here I was, gripping the upholstery with my sweaty hands like it was a middle school dance.

She walked out of the bathroom and was not what I was expecting. I’m typically attracted to blondes and assumed, in my play-by-play, she would be blonde… but her hair was dark as the satin robe she wore. She was exotic.

Published writer who has dabbled in erotica in past years…here’s something I’m working on.

After just having landed at the Nashville airport, the road is busy exiting the airport and heading into the downtown area.

My friend and co-worker, Kelly, sits beside me and is scrolling through social media on her phone while we share a Lyft into town.

We’re both excited about the trip. At home we’re pharmaceutical representatives and we’ve just flown into town for a sales and marketing conference our company is sponsoring. Last year Kelly wasn’t part of the team and I traveled to a similar conference in Chicago with a much older, and much more boring, travel mate. That trip had been cold, rainy, and wrought with travel delays. I was looking forward to a much more exciting week this year.

Truth be told, I have alternative ambitions. Kelly and I have been friends for roughly a year; very good friends. She’s fun, she’s energetic, she’s always willing to try new things, and she does it with an optimistic flare that I’d admire. But more than that, she’s extremely sexy.

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