The Ballad of Noella – Part 2 [NSFW][M36 – F31]

The Ballad of Noella – Part 2

Link to [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yjxs7y/the_ballad_of_noella_part_1/)

**NOTE** The third and final part will be coming soon. As this is my first attempt at Erotic writing, I would appreciate any feed back you might have!

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Friday came quickly. As the afternoon ticked forward, Noella’s colleagues had started to replace work with discussions of evening and weekend plans. Noella took advantage of the climate of distraction to slip out of work a bit earlier. Stuck on a tram for the next 25 minutes, she was impatient to get home and ready herself but this gave her the time to reflect on what she had planned this evening. She had agreed to meet for dinner with a man she had met only a few days prior. There had been undeniable embarrassment but simultaneously undeniable chemistry. She knew very little about Mathew outside of his love for french literature and his athletic figure. She had been intrigued by this new face in the Aubespine coffee shop. The more she reflected on the conversation they had shared, the more doubt insinuated itself into her mind. What if she had read to much into this? What if she had taken words seriously that were only meant in jest, as a way to relieve a stranger after they divulged a glimpse into their intimacy? However, Noella’s resolve to meet Mathew was still strong, of that she was sure.

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A Species’ Survival Chapter 01

LEGAL DECLARATION:

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are eighteen years or older.

The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.

STORY:

For everyone else seated at the lunch table, it was just another day, but for Anthony Howard, it was different. He stole glances at Elizabeth Wilson, aka Liz. They had been friends ever since they were kids. Elizabeth, Margaret, aka Marge, his twin sister, James Williams and him, the group who had dubbed themselves ‘the four musketeers’, had been close friends since primary school. Anthony had had a crush on Liz for a long time.

Marge caught him looking at Liz and Marge knew that Anthony had a crush on Liz. In fact, she was the only person who knew.

Marge had been the one who had pushed Anthony to confess to Liz. Marge had planned it out, she was going to hold James back after the lunch, so that Anthony and Liz could walk back to the class together. She had told Anthony to ask Liz out at that time.

My new girlfriend is an exhibitionist. It was fun at first, but now I think I’m in over my head. [EROTIC HORROR]

I was longing for some spark in my life. I swiped on her on Tinder, tags like **“looking to try new things”**, **“soul-searching”** and **“adventurous”** setting off mini-fireworks in my head. I had previously gotten out of a long-term relationship, one that ended as drawn-out and miserable as watching the family dog wither away. My ex had cheated on me, and once I rode out the tide of my grief I was looking to get out there again.

Her name was Mona. Raven-black hair, pale skin covered in tattoos, eyes so hot they could start a fire. I knew she was out of my league… you could imagine my surprise when my swipe led to a match.

She messaged me not long after the fact. She was a woman who went after what she wanted, which was something I found very attractive. We messaged back and forth, something I had to reassure myself was really happening with how fucking hot she was. It didn’t make any sense to me. We texted for a bit, and when we seemed to hit it off, we talked on the phone. Her voice was smooth as silk and her compliments made my heart flutter. We talked for hours, and as we chatted into the night, we got to know more about each other.

[MF, Bro/Sis, Incest, Voy] Thin walls, close lodging Chapter 2

Eventually I started to learn the names of the people that she brought to the house frequently. Zach, Jeff, Dylan.. there are a few others but now their names escape me. Many would only come over once and I would never see them again.

If I was in the front area of the living space, which I was a lot if I was playing video games or watching TV, I would wait a few minutes until after she went to her room with her companion and then I would go into my room next door. I would listen to her suck through the thin walls and I would masturbate while listening.

It’s strange, I discovered later in our relationship that when I had full access to her body I actually got bored quickly once the novelty of sex wore off. But in these early days the voyeuristic pleasure of listening to her in her intimate moments never ceased to set aflame intense sexual desire.

Taste of You Part 1 [M40’s F30’s] [Teasing] [Oral] [Cheating] [Creampie]

We hadn’t seen each other in weeks. I had cum solo a couple times in that period thinking of you. You mentioned you hadn’t at all. That’s impressive for you, your norm is at least twice per day. We agreed to meet up, both of us breaking away from our spouses. Both of us needing the physical touch we’ve been missing. My cock was half hard since the decision to meet up, the suspense and anxiety were eating me up.

You’re coming into town on a Wednesday night, I had already purchased a room at the hotel a little ways from work so there was less chance of running into anyone that may recognize me. We met in the room around 6. I had at least three hours before my absence would be noticed by my spouse. This was more than enough time to have your cum dripping off my chin. To feel your body tense and release all the sexual tension that was built up over he last few weeks. I want to unload every ounce of my married cum deep inside you. You want my cum as deep as possible taking hours to leak out.

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Daddy needs his little girl [Daddy][DDLG][rope][virgin][Breeding][petite][Pervert]

I can’t stand her walking around my house looking like that anymore! Those short shorts, that soft white tank top that I can see her roses nipples through. She makes me so desperate for her tight little pussy. I’d probably have to have her legs cross tied to the bed spread eagle, that way I have complete access to her hole. Spend plenty of time playing with her.

Kissing her, while I’m rubbing all up and down her body. Stopping at her tiny perky nipples to rub those little mosquito bites. Eating her out and fingering that tight little hole, spreading my fingers to open up her little lips and peek at her intact hymen. Continuously talking sweetly and gently to her, reassuring her of what a good girl she’s being.

Once I’ve gotten her all worked up and wet, I pour a bunch of lube all over my cock and press the tip against her entrance. Slowly pushing myself inside, rubbing her clit gently in a circle to keep her relaxed. Feeling her stretch around me, able to feel her slightly tearing, as she whimpers and cries in pain. She’s so tight around me. Her little snatch hugging me tighter than I ever have before.

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landlord part 1

Galinda is a 38 year old single mom. She had her Son Alex when she was young and his father had left them early on for another women. She had remarried briefly but only long enough for her 2nd husband to buy her a set of fake tits. Once he left it had been a struggle for her to make ends meet. Alex worked and tried to help pay the bills but every month was still a struggle. She tried online dating but never had time to really go on dates and with her day job hours getting cut She was getting more and more desperate to earn money.

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The Step-Sister [Chapter I (Pt4)]

He watched her as she began her brief journey up the stairs, watched each step as the muscles in her legs became taught and then softened, each step giving him a more detailed view through the slats of the bannister.

He just caught a glimpse of her panties and the distinct edge of a dark outline where the wetness had soaked in.

This caused his cock to twitch again and reminded him that he needed to clean up a little and get himself presentable before Abby came home.

She got to the top of the stairs, knowing full well that she’d never been here before but that it was a two-bedroom house and finding the spare room would not be an issue.

In fact, as she walked along the landing, two doors were open except for one. The first door was to a bathroom, she’d check that in a little while. The second was clearly to the master bedroom, she intended to be in that very soon. Finally, she arrived at the closed door.

Flashing you

(This one is v definitely a fantasy I would never enact!!)

It is a hot and sticky summer day. Everyone gets horny on days like these, right? And when your husband left for work early and you slept late so had no time to masturbate in the morning? Only more so.

I see you checking out my legs as you shuffle into the seat opposite on the tube. I am wearing a short skirt and I know that is partly why you chose that seat. My legs are crossed and you are checking me out while pretending to look at your phone. I know that trick.

I imagine what you can see. I’m a 45 year old married woman, in pretty good shape. My legs are a bit short, aren’t they? I don’t think you care much about that as my skirt is so short, you can see more than halfway up my thigh. And you’re checking out my boobs now too. Do you like short women with big tits wearing low cut tops?

I know you are waiting for me to uncross my legs. Shall I? Shall I do it now? What if it’s your stop next? I guess I want you to see.

[M22/F22] Having Sex With My Wife For The First Time

My wife and I had been seeing each other for a couple months in college before we actually had sex for the first time. She was finishing school and I was a senior in college so at this point, we were starting to take things more seriously instead of little flings here and there. I had known her for a few years before we actually started talking and once we did start talking, I think we both realized that there was something special between us that we didn’t want to rush or ruin.

Anyways, fast forward a couple months into us starting to talk. Like I said, we were both taking everything seriously and had pretty much decided that the next time we hung out that we were going to take the next step. It was nice having it somewhat planned out so that neither of us were surprised and could both mentally prepare.