Category: Erotica

The interview was the hard part, now to cruise along and enjoy my new job. I started working at a company that works on making products for monsters and humans.

Oh yea, monsters exist. And they’re kind of cute. Ever since the unification a few hundred years ago, monster people and humans have lived in relative harmony.

And today was the day I got to work around a bunch of them. I’m something of a degenerate if I’m being honest. I find all kinds of monster girls to be my personal taste.

I walked into the sky-high building after scanning my new badge at the gate. An orc dressed in security garb waved me through.

“Nice to meet ya Micheal.” he said without looking up from his screen. “Office is on the fourth floor. Danica is your new supervisor.”

“Thanks, mister…?”

“Call me Orza.”

“Thanks, Orza.”

He gave me a nod and I made my way to the elevator. I hit the button and waited. After a moment the door dinged open. I stepped in and hit the fourth-floor button. Read more »

There was a party happening at one of the frat houses, and of course I couldn’t pass up the chance to be a stupid slut there. I was wearing a two-piece ‘dress’ that really just consisted of a bikini top and a skirt, kind of like this. Fortunately it was warm out so I could wear it without needing any extra layers. I went to the party with a few members of a sorority I know and one of my other friends. The party was in and around one the house, and soon after I went in, I saw the guy I wanted to fuck. He was pretty tall, a bit muscular with short brown hair. He had a pretty big dick, which I knew from the fact that one of my friends I came to the party with had fucked him the week before. Normally at a party, after making it clear I wanted to fuck, I would take the person back to my dorm or maybe his dorm if I knew him. But tonight, my roommate was using our room for time with her boyfriend and I didn’t know this guy well enough to go into a locked room without anyone else close by. Read more »

**Force Fucked By The Cop**

“Step out of the car please, ma’am.”

Nicole was in deep shit.

Moments earlier, her now ex-boyfriend dropped ship.

Note to self, never date jobless pot smoking losers ever again, even if they’re fun and exciting at the time.

Slowly, nervously, she wound down the window. “Is there a problem, officer?”

Even though it was dark, she could make out the heavy muscled contours of his body, straining tightly against his shirt.

Her question was met with silence and a steely gaze. Without much choice, she exited her vehicle. She was glad that they were in a side street, at least no one was around to witness this debacle.

“Are you aware that you’re driving with a broken taillight?”

She totally did, but she didn’t have the time or money to fix it. “No sir, I did not.”

“Do I smell narcotics?”

Fuck

“I’m going to need to search you.” His voice took on a stern tone. “Step over to the police vehicle.”

Shit shit shit. Not only did Brad ditched her, he truly fucked her over this time. Read more »

Bali is a place where men are men and women are women. It is a place where women are respected and have their own agency. This is the first thing I think of when I hear the word BALI. I don’t know why it reminds me of home so much.Maybe it’s the sound of the ocean. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m a sucker for anything that has to do with the sea. Maybe There is something about the smell of the sea that makes me want to cum. Even thinking about it makes me want to cum. My body remembers how it felt the first time I did it. It was exhilarating.I was a virgin when I did it. It was the first time I had ever felt anything. I was a fish out of water. I was “Oyster card please.”

A man in his mid-thirties hands me an oyster card. I hand him my passport and take the seat next to him. He is well groomed and speaks good English.His name is Boris and he is from one of the wealthier families in Bali. His family owns a number of hotels and resorts. He is here to meet a girl for marriage. “Marriage is not my style,” he says to me. “I prefer women who are free and independent.” I smile because I know what he means. “How do you feel about marriage?Do you want to get married?” I ask him. Read more »

I felt my boss press against my back, pushing me up against the table, his hand sliding around the edge of my hip and down onto my crotch. When he cupped me there, tugging on it, I gave out a low gasp. But I remembered what he’d taught me; I focused on my work, sorting his documents, as he continued to rub his hands over me.

His other hand slipped in between the gap of my shirt buttons as I felt his fingers on my chest, lightly tugging the ring piercing on my nipple. When he’d pull on them with one finger he’d cup my chest with the other, the pleasure at the tip combining with how good his kneading of my small breast felt.

I felt him take off my belt, undoing the latch of my pants and lowering them halfway to my knee. He picked the clothes I was allowed to wear at work for me, and he made sure they were modified for these moments; easy removal and reapplication, whenever he had a whim, while not revealing much to the unassuming eye. Read more »

Just a little bit of a taste – shall I continue?

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I was quite tired from the weekend spent caring for a good friend as she recovered from surgery. As I drove home, all I could think of was our comfy bed and getting a good night’s sleep. I was hoping I wouldn’t be alone there but it was likely for at least one night. You had taken the opportunity to go hiking with the guys and weren’t planning to return until tomorrow midday at the earliest. My plan was some dinner, a warm bath and then bed.

As I pulled into the garage beside your car, I got a little thrill thinking you were home already but then remembered your buddies had picked you up on Friday morning. As the sound of the closing garage door faded, I could swear I heard water running. Like a lot of water. My momentary panic over an imagined water leak was eased when I heard you singing in the shower. Ah….he IS home, I thought. Home and naked. That put a smile on my face and an idea in my dirty little mind. I greeted the enthusiastic dog and the sleepy yawning cat on my way upstairs. I hoped I wasn’t too late to join you or at least watch you finish. Read more »

I (23m) got back home from work early one day. No one was at the house except my sister (18F). When I entered I kept hearing noises so I went upstairs to check it out. As I got close to the door of her room I heard her moaning. I immediately got hard when I realized she was probably getting fucked by some guy. Curiosity really got a hold of me, so I decided to quietly open the door. That’s when I saw her, legs wide open, head tilted back, headphone on, and my boxers in between her legs.

If I’m honest, I actually left those boxer in the bathroom on purpose. I grabbed a pair of boxers I had and jerked off until part of them were covered in my cum. I left them in floor in a way that she could see my pool of semen. I wanted to see what she would do. I checked and they were missing. My sister was masturbating with my cum stains.

She isn’t the only guilty one, I’ve also stolen some of her used panties and done plenty of things with them…
I love her smell and the grool she leaves in them. Read more »