The Hunt Pt. 1 [Free Use]

The desk woman stamped down onto the letter “Sylvia May!”

“Yes!”
She said as she walked to pick up her id badge. Sylvia walked to the middle of the lobby to wait

The orientation was a roaring success packed to the brim with new students.
Tall and anxious lanky boys alike, smushed between the occasionally stern and bulky athlete.The girls were mostly the same, mostly stark brunettes some quirky and short, others bright and bushy tailed, Sylvia being one of them. In general the UCET girls class usually outnumbered them by quite a bit at on the rural campus.They were packed tight,

A door opened with a loud smack and a flock of girls came in, loud and chatty, coffees in hand, two of them wearing graphic tees and levi shorts, others in leggings, seemed in awe at the lobby.

-Sydney stop being an attention whore!

Cassie yelled.

-He looks like my ex.

“Give me a break.” Sylvia said to herself as they walked past her.

Sylvia looked over and eyed the group.

“The out of state students always seemed to stick out, so dont feel left out.”

The Taxi [FM][One NightStand][Exhibtitionism]

The music was pounding, the club was thumping and luckily it was a relatively warm night as Ben stepped out into the smoking area. He looked around and found a space in the crowded area; he moved into it and pulled out a cigarette. Putting it to his lips, he tried to light it but his lighter just wouldn’t light. Sighing, he continued to try to spark a light from it until a hand appeared in front of him holding out a flame for him. He smiled and puffed his ciggie from it, taking a long drag and releasing it skyward he looked towards who the lighter belonged to.

“Thanks a lot” He said smiling
“No problem…”

Came the reply, Ben looked at the owner of the lighter, it was a she and what a she indeed. He looked her up and down, a slender blonde girl, poured into a tight black dress which accentuated her curves, in particular, her nice plump butt. Taking another drag, he decided to try his luck.

“So having a good night?”  
“Yeah not too bad I suppose, how about you?”
“Much better for speaking to you now”

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Mother, May I – Part 7 [Incest][Mother/Son][BDSM][Femdom][Exhibitionism][Humiliation][Pain][By and For Adults]

Dear Diary,

After our amazing night of BDSM with my girlfriends, Victor and I have started to truly embrace our dominant and submissive sides. I, of course, have taken the dominant role in the relationship and I have never felt more at home in my own body. I finally feel empowered and in control like I never have before, it’s like we both know our place and we embrace every second of exploring this new place in our relationship.

A few days ago a friend of mine told me about the club that she and her husband have been going to. This isn’t just a dance club, this was a lifestyle club for swingers. I was intrigued. She told me all about the clubs many amenities including several private bedrooms, open orgy rooms with mattresses on the floor, dance floor, and, the part that caught my attention, was the BDSM room. My ears perked when she mentioned this, I immediately knew this was something we had to be a part of.

The Beach [F Solo][Nude Beach][Exhibtionism]

Chelsea woke with a start, her phone beeping and vibrating on the nightstand next to her bed. She lazily reached across with her left hand and grab it. Through blurry eyes, she prodded at the infernal machine until she hit the dismiss button. Completing her task, she flopped back onto the bed, still exhausted. Sighing heavily, she started to rouse herself awake. Eventually climbing out of bed, she walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open. The room exploded with light as the sun streaming in. It took a few moments for Chel’s eyes to adjust to the light but eventually she could see out onto the beautiful landscape of Marseilles, France. She looked over the cityscape and ocean, she breathed a happy sigh. She had been here for a few days already due to work and finally today was a day off for her. Chelsea wasn’t sure what she was going to do with her day off, maybe go explore a little. She shrugged her shoulders and walked towards the bathroom. Her long Victoria’s Secret night shirt swooshing as she turned on her heels. Chel’s long dark hair flowing behind her as she continued on her way.

I can see you [cheating][slut wife][cuck][fmm][dom/sub] (x-post)

I knew Candice was fucking someone else. I had had my suspicions for a while now. She had been acting a bit… odd. And she had started waking me up in the morning. I’m sure most would say that isn’t too weird – a spouse waking the other up so that party is not late for work? Well, I was prone to sleeping in quite a bit since I had flexible work hours, and she never woke me up because it was “not her job”. True. But recently she had begun helping me get up in the morning. Getting woken up by her gorgeous face and lovely smell of freshly brewed coffee was great. But like I said, she was acting odd and seemed to **need** to make sure I was off to work ‘on time’.

Lucky for me, technology is about as far away from her field of expertise as can be. So after being in a suspicious mindset for a while, I decided to set up logging on the firewall for every URL associated with dating or hooking up. Her phone and her computer used the WiFi, so I knew that if she visited any of those sites or services through either device when she was at home, I’d know about it.

[FF][Blog] Date 3: The Argument

Michelle and Grace were both glaring at the check now. The two were at odds of what to do at this point in their date. Michelle had refused to pay, and Grace didn’t have the funds to.

This irritated Michelle so much that she was at a standstill. So far, she had paid for all their dates and didn’t like the feeling at all. She felt like she was dating someone who was less than her. She didn’t want to be a sugar mama; she wanted to have an adult relationship.

Grace couldn’t understand her. She had explained to Michelle that she didn’t make much money and the money she did have was used to pay bills. Grace hadn’t realized Michelle was going to bring this up during the date at all. The two were whispering back and forth before Grace finally gave in. She angrily reached into her wallet and slammed her debit card down on the table.

“Happy now? There goes some of my rent money because you wanted to have a fancy dinner,” Grace was frustrated to the point her eyes welled with tears.

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The Website [FM][Voyeur][Saints row]

It had been a long and exhausting day. Alfredo pushed the key into the lock and turned it sighing deeply. Unlocking his front door, he stepped inside, dropped his work bag by the door and closed it behind him. Taking in a deep breath, he loosened the tie around his neck and walked into the kitchen. Grabbing a cold soda from the fridge, he wandered into the living room. Slumping down on the sofa, cracking open the can and chugging down half of it. Alfredo let out a loud sigh of relief as he sat there for a moment. Grabbing the remote control from the arm of the sofa, he flicked on the TV. It slowly whirred to life as the familiar shapes of Leonard and Sheldon appeared, of course the Big Bang Theory. He threw the controller to the coffee table and reached down the side of the sofa. Grabbing his prize, he pulled it up onto his lap. Lifting the lid of the laptop, he powered it up and logged in.Surfing through his Facebook page, he liked a few statues and generally got comfortable catching up on his network of friends. After a few moments, his screen flashed up, a huge pop up appeared covering his screen.

Alexis Ren Moves Into The Neighborhood (Part II) [mf][cheating][cfnm][old man][young girl][celb]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/8fi381/alexis_ren_moves_into_the_neighborhood_mfcheating)

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I felt as if I was a teenager all over again watching porn for the first time. I was so mesmerized by her otherworldly beauty, that I nearly missed her question. “M-me? Sure.” I wasn’t expecting to have to strip in front of her like this, but there was no way I was going to decline getting in the pool with her. There was a slight hesitation in my actions as I contemplated if she would be discouraged by my body, but the thought of being in there with her overpowered everything else.

I slowly pulled off my baggy grey t-shirt as if I was strip teasing for her. My mind was racing through what her reaction to seeing me naked would be; causing a delay. You see I have what people generally call a dad bod. I don’t have a large belly, but I am not going to lie, I could hit the gym and lose a couple pounds; however underneath the small layer of fat that covered parts of my body, there is still a solid slab of muscle. My arms are also toned enough with what can be considered large biceps for someone my age.

The Writer [FM][BBC][Distraction]

The glare of a computer screen glowed out across the dark study. Casting shadows of the female bent over it and furiously typing away. The letters scrawling across the screen as she continued to express her filthy mind down in words. Sitting back for a second and adjusting her glasses, she ran her hands through her long hair and sighed deeply. Stretching her arms above her head, her joints making an audible click as she did so. The flannel red shirt she was wearing raised across her body, exposing her midriff and a sparkly belly-bar as she did so. Slumping back down, she continued to type away at her computer. This was Emma, aside from her day job she wrote erotic commissions for people online. It has been a long day at work and now she was slumped over her home computer, ferociously writing away to give pleasure to all of those fans that enjoyed her writing. She was about 1000 words into her current story, the content was about a college girl who had come home for summer and was spying on her brother having sex with his girlfriend. Emma shook her head and smiled, her fans were certainly a filthy bunch and she wouldn’t have them any other way.

The Red Light District [FM][Cheating Wife]

Walking down the paved streets of the busy and noisy Amsterdam afternoon were a couple hand in hand. Each with one hand holding the others, whilst their other hand trailed a suitcase behind them. Scouring the buildings as they walked, they were desperate to find their destination.

“Samantha…Are you sure it’s this way?”

The gentleman of the pair spoke up, he was of average height around five foot seven, brown hair, dark eyes and of an average to thin body type.  He looked across at his wife, her brunette hair held up in a ponytail, look a little disheveled from travelling but she still looked good even in jeans and a t-shirt.

“Yes Frank…I’m sure..In fact…I think that’s it”

Samantha slowed her pace slightly and let go of her suitcase, using her now free hand to point to the hotel ahead of them. ‘The Rho hotel’. Frank smiled and nodded, grabbing Sam’s suitcase with his free hand. She began to rifle through her handbag to find their passports and hotel confirmation papers. Making their way into the building, they presented themselves to reception. After receiving their welcome pack up, they were taken upstairs and shown to their room. It was a modest room, more than practical for their weekend away. Leaving the suitcases to one side, they both flopped down onto the bed, exhausted.