[mf] [incest] [brother/sister] Chelsy is blackmailed into being her brother’s slut

***I wrote this a while back for a girl I met online. She had some fun fantasies she wanted to explore as you’ll soon notice. I haven’t really proofread or edited it much. Just found it and wanted to post it. Hope you enjoy.***

As Chelsy strolled down the hallway, she heard a noise coming from her step brother’s bedroom. Noticing his door was open slightly, she decided to investigate.

Her tiny 5’4 frame quietly crept towards the doorway. As she approached her dark eyes peered between the crack in the door and what she saw made her knees go weak.

She stared at a long thick veiny cock, well cut, growing more and more red as it was gripped by a large strong hand.

Chelsy couldn’t look away as she watched her older step brother laying on his bed and  stroking his cock. Her heartrate rose and she did her best not to breath too loudly. Her fingers swirled around her dark hair which hung a few inches below her shoulders.

November (Part 3) [MFF] [lesbian] [incest] [anal] [oral]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/p8sqfh/november/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pcsnjp/november_part_2_lesbian_incest_cheating/)

The sight I saw when I opened my eyes again will be burned into my memory forever. Naomi was on her knees, her head on the ground, her ass high in the air. The man, who I had forgotten even existed until that moment, was standing over her, his massive figure now completely nude. Sandy hair covered his thick muscular legs and ass. His big balls hung heavy between his legs and I could see his cock dripping thick, crystal clear precum as he held it by the shaft, pointing it downward so that it hovered menacingly over my sister’s wet holes as he squatted above her.

Not real, but it’s one of my fantasies that I’d love to try

One of my fantasies is to get a striptease and the stripper lets me fuck her. Here’s how I envision it:

Starts off with me walking into the club, and seeing this amazing goddess dancing on a pole. She wears bra and panties while wearing heels. She notices me and smiles.

“Hey handsome, what can I do for you?” she asks.

“How much is it for a striptease?” I ask. “It’s my first time here.”

“Sweetie, since it’s your first time here, it’ll be free. You can even touch me if you want.”

“Sure,” I say as I blush.

I take her hand as she leads me to a private room. I sit down on a chair as she turns on some music and starts dancing. After a while, she takes off her bra and panties. She then walks to me very seductively and starts grinding on me. I get a huge boner while watching this beauty preform. She looks behind her and smiles at my “progress.”

“You know,” she says. “You’re kind of cute. Do you wanna fuck?”

I blush. “Yeah, can I kiss you too?”

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Two young girls (22) with two older men in the hotel room

My fiancée was out with her best friend a few years ago before we met. That night they met two older men maybe in their fifties (My fiancée first said they was in their late 40s, then she improved, could also have been older. She was a little embarrassed about the age so I think they were in their 50s) and partied and drank together. The only thing I know is that the two girls were invited for more drinks in the men’s hotel room. The girls were a little tipsy and went with them. Unfortunately, I missed the time to ask more. By chance I saw a photo on her laptop (title: … hotel) of the hotel room with the girls and it’s light outside, so they stayed there overnight. What do you think, what did the two older men do with the then 22-year-old girls that night? Feel free to write a few details, what you think what was going on that night! Both are slim and in good shape, one is blonde, maybe 5’1 and 99lbs and the other is brown-haired, 5’35 and 114lbs. Perhaps you have already experienced something similar or one of the two older men tells what they did with the girls. Or one of the girls tells how the night was.

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And Now For Something Completely Different (m/f) (loving)(intimate) (L-Bombs) (eating pussy)

I’m scared.

It’s been so long since I’ve been with someone new. I look at you and my cheeks flush. My mind thinks the dirtiest things about you.

Things I want to do to you.

The things I absolutely want you to do to me.

Vanilla. Tender. Kinky. Depraved.

I know I could get everything I want with you. Every flavor. But tonight. Tonight, I want to BE with you.

I want to giggle nervously and kiss you soft and slow on the mouth. Our momentum building to passionate exploration of each other’s necks.

I want to nibble on your earlobe, and lick inside it before whispering

“I am so in love with you, my beautiful boy. “

I can tell your nervous. I am too. I take your hand in mine and just look at you. I can’t believe you’re here with me. I can’t believe you saw me, wanted me…

My hands reach up to pull off your shirt. You already know that I am aroused by the sight of you. You’re perfect for me. Your long lean frame, those intense eyes that leave me frozen in place. Your lower fucking lip. Mmm.

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Pure Ecstasy (Part 1)

My hands grab your hips firmly as I walk up behind you. I pull you closer to me until your body is touching mine. The only thing separating our bodies, is a few neatly stitched together and handily crafted pieces of cloth. You look back at me and see a glimmer in my eye. Time freezes for a few seconds, and you know what is about to happen. My one hand swiftly slides underneath your shirt. My palm glides across your delicate skin. You feel the slight friction on your skin, and you feel the warmth of my hand leaving trails all over your beautiful body. My other hand grabs onto your dainty neck, almost as if moulding around it. I pull you even closer. You lean on me with your body and feel my warm breath on your skin. I start to place soft kisses all over your neck, lingering long enough to leave a lasting sensation on your skin. I move my hand for a moment, placing kisses there too. My hand wraps around your neck again, but this time, you feel a quiet resolve as I hold you.

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Incubus P1 [MF][Set up][Tease]

I am what humans refer to as an incubus. That is not what we refer to ourselves as, but for the purposes of this it’s enough. It is true that I feed on sexual energy, but its a bit of a misconception that it’s only in the act of copulation that I can feed. I can sustain myself and my human form from physical contact with a human experiencing sexual pleasure without it being explicit. I would prefer if it did mind you, but it doesn’t need to. I would liken it to the difference between getting a meal of ramen instant noodles and a steak dinner. Both the job of satiating hunger, but one is a richer and more satisfying experience.

As I very rarely go hungry these days, I don’t have to squirrel myself away in some dark abandoned place to conserve energy to maintain my human form. I can now be a member of your society, living among you. I have found a vocation that allows me to feed, and provide a valuable service; a masseuse. Not everyone that comes to see me gets excited by my touch. Many enjoy the relaxation, or need to get the knots worked out of their bodies, but enough of my patrons do get turned on enough that I don’t go hungry often.

Letting the Uber Driver Keep My Panties!

Darcie dolled herself up quite nicely for the performance. Her makeup was working better than usual, her bright green eyes popped, and her ginger curls stopped just short of her milky white cleavage in the front and just below her shoulders in the back. She walked out of the bedroom in the sexy black dress that she had bought just four days earlier. The bottom half flared out, just a little, while the top half pushed her perfectly round breasts up and together. The creamy flesh almost begged to be released, but enough was hidden to let the imagination of voyeurs run wild. The waistline cinched tight, letting the bottom half flare out, just a bit. The hem fell well above her knee, barely covering the lacey welts of her black silhouette stockings. Darcie had an array of best features, and her outfit accentuated every single one. She sprayed a daft of her husband’s favorite perfume and walked through the mist. White lace panties covered her freshly waxed femininity. The ivory was a perfect match to the leopard and white print heels that completed her outfit. She emerged from the bedroom oozing of sex.

What We Do In Our Gardens (A part 2)

A place of solitude, my garden has never felt lonely before. The past few weeks, it has. A silence lay over the humble grounds, currently blanketed in a fine mist. My gaze was not on the promised dew hanging in the air, though. It was on the fence that partitioned my property with the house next door.

Her house. Where she sleeps, showers and exists. My mind has wandered to [THAT NIGHT](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pkjuhl/mf_the_nook_at_the_end_of_the_garden/) again and again. My hands don’t feel like her’s. It couldn’t feel the same without her. A big, cold, sigh inhaled and then exhaled served to cool me off.

Grow up. She’s just more mature than I am. Obsessing like a teenager is not cool.

“Is that my new friend I hear?” The voice called from over the fence.

The gasp stuck in my throat. Was it a miracle? Some divine wink? However it could be the opposite. Was the price my soul? Had some devil heard me begging in the depths of my soul for another chance to be with her?

“It,” I said, clearing my suddenly dry throat, “is.”

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My Sons Girlfriend

My Sons GF

Not too long ago my wife was out of town on business. My oldest daughter was away at school and my 20 year old son, Scott, was at work. I thought since nobody was home I’d spend some time at the golf club with the guys. When I got home and went upstairs to take a shower. I had my earbuds in listening to music so I didn’t hear any noise in the house. I hit my bedroom and stripped down. I turned on the shower, extra hot, and waited for a good steam to build. I got in and took a good long steam shower. It felt so fucking good to wash off the day.

I got dressed in some very loose fitting gym clothes. I wasn’t leaving the house so I skipped the underwear. My plan was to fix a drink and sit and watch some television. I opened the bedroom door and started to head downstairs. I could hear some noise from the family room. The TV was on. I could see into the room to see my son’s girlfriend, Kendra, stretched out on the couch watching a show. When I walked in I caught her taking a selfie to send to Scott. I jokingly said to her that I bet he really enjoyed the view.