The Landlady and Her Daughter [FM][oral]

When my co-worker, Annabelle, invited me to join her and her friend on a pub crawl, I jumped at the opportunity. New in this dusty little town, on a temporary tech job at a small college, I was renting a room in a house run by a somewhat trashy landlady, Sheila Sinclair. She has frosted blonde hair and bubble gum pink lipstick nails, but she also has a tight tanned body, sparkling blue eyes, toned legs and big peach tits. Still her flirting made me hide in my room so a night out bar hopping with a crowd of people my age was just what I needed.

I showed up at the bar where Annabelle spotted me across the crowded college bar and beckoned me over. I was introduced to Courtney, a a curvy blonde who drank sodas and Brianna, a geeky girl with a page boy haircut and heavy black rimmed glasses, Vivian, a slender woman with long red hair and Bonnie with nice boobs on display as well as big beautiful pale blue eyes. They were all definitely fuckable. Maybe my three month dry streak will end tonight.

babygirl is used by her Daddy [BDSM] [D/s] [M/F]

“Alright babygirl, lift up your hair.”

babygirl looked up and into Daddy’s eyes. “Sir?” she questioned, knowing Daddy loved to play with her hair and comment on how it looked each day. She was mildly worried about what he’d be doing to her hair, especially after already stretching her limits.

“Lift up your hair. I won’t repeat myself.”

As babygirl raised her arms to grab her long hair, chains shifted. Her nipples had been clamped not minutes before to an X-chain on her pussy lips. Still watching Daddy, she noted that his eyes drifted momentarily from hers down to her tits.

Her hair up and grasped in her hand like a ponytail, Daddy reached behind him and grabbed a ring-gag. He placed it in babygirl’s mouth and tightly secured it. As babygirl released her hair, Daddy grabbed her chin and pulled her face up to look at him. “Kiss me,” he demanded.

babygirl stood and reached her arms up to wrap around his neck but Daddy was too fast. He slapped her hands away. “Use nothing but your mouth and tongue. By the time you come up for air, I want to be hard.” Daddy’s voice had taken on it’s Dom-husk and babygirl grooled, her pussy already leaking in anticipation.

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Her Uncle’s Party [MF][dominatrix][collared]

A deal was struck between the champagne blonde dominatrix and her uncle Remy: he won’t sell the business where Shae Lynn’s ‘dungeon’ is located and she’ll throw him the party he requested – an S&M themed masquerade party at his house in Paris for him and his friends complete with pretty young women who are willing to do anything. And now, here she was, brushing her hair into a top knot ponytail at a vanity table in one of her uncle’s upstairs bedrooms as she readied to entertain her uncle’s well-connected friends. She stood, looking at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale against black lace panties and bra on her trim frame. She slipped on her black lace mask and five inch black high heels, then picked up her riding crop. Time to start the party. She gathered the ten young escorts she’d dressed in the same black lingerie from their waiting room on the second floor and lined them up awaiting her grand entrance cue.

Uncle Remy, his high ranking friends and Shae’s boyfriend, James walked out of the study where they had played poker for hours. Content and pleasantly drunk, the seven men shuffled into the foyer.

Need help finding a specific story!

I’ve lost my favourite erotic story. It was told from the male teachers perspective as he slowly gets seduced by a female student over a few weeks. He sees her at the gym, at a restaurant, and he eventually gives her a ride home and such… can provide more details if necessary. Can anyone help, please??

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Does anyone know stories similar to this one?

[Story](https://www.literotica.com/s/breaking-her-in-4)

I love stories where the woman/girl initially resists the male’s advances but then comes to accept them and even love them. That’s what happens in this story. If someone knows of stories in which something like this happens, please do tell.

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Steampunk Erotica Author Seeking Readers and Reviewers

Hello all! I find myself in search of readers and reviewers interested in dark romance, steampunk, and who love an old-fashioned Beauty and The Beast, Jekyll and Hyde sort of story.

If anyone knows of good places to request reviews (social media, blogs, etc.) I’d be eternally grateful for a heads up.

Yours Most Sincerely,

Vincent Cross

(And for those who want to read a free sample of the work in question, the title is [The Uncanny Resurrection of Abraham Carver](https://www.amazon.com/Uncanny-Resurrection-Abraham-Carver-ebook/dp/B01M1JD7QY/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&qid=1475073509&sr=8-12&keywords=Vincent+Cross).)

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Little Red, Riding Hood [Shape Shifter, Modern Fairytale]

Hi. My name is Farah. I run Play Farah Publishing, a little erotic publishing house out of Las Vegas, NV. I am not an author, but I wrote this story to promote one of my authors and ended up being really, really proud of it. I’m posting it here because I want people to read it and would be interested in your feedback. I’m going to post a link to this same entry from my blog in the comments, but only because I commissioned a painting from a friend of mine to go along with the story, and she ended up doing a really amazing job.

Ummm…thanks! and I hope you enjoy.

I lay beside my big bad wolf, hands buried in his downy fur. Sometimes I stroke against the natural grain of his hair then smooth it back down. Other times I clutch at him for dear life. For now, I just keep my face pressed against his warmth and feel my head rise up and down with each deep breath, and I reflect on the truth that fairytales really do come true, just not in the ways that we expect.
As I drift, I picture the old man’s face—a grandfather in my story, not a sweet old granny—as I danced on his lap. Danced is a generous term. I stood in front of him, grinding my lacy red panties into his lifeless crotch and looking over my shoulder to see if anything was registering on his face. Nothing. He just stared past me, black-faced, not even looking at the stage. I was blocking his view. He was just staring through me.

Inspired by my current situation, need to let off some steam…

[Sorry if my writing is really rusty. It’s been quite a while since i’ve written any kind of fiction. I just needed to get this temptation off my chest.]

I was staying with my oldest friend, Brittany, to get back on my feet and find a job. She was to be my maid of honour. My fiancé was finishing his last week of work before moving to the city with me and I was feeling restless, trying to keep busy by investing all of time into searching for a new job. I wasn’t concerned about that, though. This was my town, and I could get anything I wanted here. I hated to admit to myself that it was nice not working for a week. It was a well-needed break.

I sat sipping my coffee at the kitchen table. It was almost noon. My friends two older brothers were staying there as well so I was enjoying the rare moment of solitude and the cool fall morning. There were few places that I truly felt at peace, but this place was one of them.

Help finding an old story from here

A while ago, I remember reading a series about this big-titted 18 y/o girl. She was like really into her teacher and I think fucked some cops and her step brother. Anybody got links?

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[Incest]Me and my mother have had a sexual relationship for about a decade now. I’ve never told anyone until now.

So a little background. My mother came from a wealthy and prominent family in Scotland, her father actually held the title ‘Baron’ and we are also descended from one of the Stuart Kings (I think Charles II). When my mother was 15/16 she began a relationship with a student at a local college, who was 20/21, at age 16 my mother became pregnant with me. My grandfather was obviously very upset but the thought of abortion never seemed to cross anyone’s mind, probably because of their staunch Catholicism. My mother had me when she was 16 and soon after moved in with my father, they lived together for 2 years until he suddenly died from a brain anyeurism. My mother was of course very upset, she moved back in with her father for 2 years until she told him that she couldn’t stand to live in Scotland anymore and wanted to move to America, she told him she would find a job and support herself and I, but while her father was hesitant at first but he eventually gave my mother his wished but he asked that she not work and instead he would buy her a house and give her a monthly income on the premise that she’d find a husband. My grandfather did not think this would be difficult as my mother is very beautiful, she had curly ginger hair, with milky fair skin, green eyes, lucious red lips. She also had a beautiful figure, she was 5’6 with a long neck, curvy, with 32DD breasts.