The Broken Girl (Story #1)

Emily was a simple girl. A cute dirty blonde that usually found herself going with the flow. She was always easy to persuade and never was one to really say no. Emily was a slut. She would never admit it, nor would she ever allow herself to consider it. She was a carbon copy of her mother, and that sort of bred in her a certain level of denial.

We worked at a large employer in a small town. I worked in the IT field and therefore as the site’s System Administration I was considered management. It wasn’t that I had to be completely hands off with the employees, I just couldn’t get caught up in the daily gossip mill or scandals. It was during one of our meetings that our big boss was outed for banging Emily’s mother. This created a bit of unknown conflict because the second in charge had actually hooked up with Emily’s mom a couple weeks before. We all knew because they wound up in a back room at my friend’s house. Scandal and gossip ensued.

Best Friend Betrayal (M/F/F) (Free Use World)

This story is set in the fictional Free Use world I have created for all of my stories. Below is what could be a typical occurrence in that world with a misunderstanding between two good friends. Enjoy!

**Betrayal by Best Friend**

The tears in Katie’s eyes clouded her vision. She had just gotten home when she had gotten the message from a friend. Her best friend Karlie was betraying her. Despite the upbeat look of her university cheerleading uniform, her emotions flooded her brain and she simply wanted to be with her family. Specifically, she wanted to be with her stepdad, Mark. Mark was always supportive and understanding. Katie calmed down enough to stop crying and brushed the light brown hair from her green eyes. She tucked it behind her ear and entered her house.

The Dad and The Sitter: Taking Her Peach

(For parts 1-3 check my profile)

“We have to use protection” she said with a little frown on her face. It was more of an “i’m sorry” and not a demand. I frowned back. “I haven’t worn a condom since I was your age.” I said back, jokingly but it wasn’t too far from the truth.

My 18 year old sitter was currently informing me of her situation. She had been prescribed antibiotics for 10 days after a dental procedure and her pharmacist had warned her that they may interfere with her birth control. It was a low risk, and the thought of cumming in her tight little pussy with the chance she could get pregnant did give me a little bit of a thrill, i can’t lie, but I understood her concern and promised we would be safe until she was finished with her medication. She thanked me for understanding and promised she’d make it up to me. “How are you planning to do that?” I asked and she said it was a surprise.

The Locker Room

We had been dating for almost a year. We are both in our twenties and in great shape. He is 6’0, 185 lbs and a six pack. I’m 5’6′ 105 lbs with medium length red hair. Yes it’s natural.

We usually had great sex. He was a little Dom and we had long ago started doing some light bondage. This night, I was tied to the bed when he crawled into a 69 position. I instinctively started sucking his dick.

Without warning, he slid a dildo into my wet and wanting pussy. It felt great. I started giving him everything I knew he loved. I was getting him close when he blurted out, “I bet you wish this was a real dick.”

His hard cock was still in my mouth when I moaned “mmmhhhhmmm”. He started pushing me harder as he came in my mouth. I swallowed it all right before I came.

I was screaming as I came to the dildo’s relentless pounding. My arms and legs pulled against the constraints but I could not escape his continued thrusting.

About the time I had a One Night Stand! [Fm]

***This happened*** several years ago now when I was engaged to be married. I don’t know exactly why it happened. Maybe it was because unconsciously I knew that the engagement wasn’t right. Or maybe its because I have a horny pussy that needs to be fucked hard and I just wasn’t getting what I needed. Most likely it was some of both.

I was out with a work friend at a downtown bar. I don’t remember if we knew that the guys we met up with were going to be at the same bar or if we just ran in to them there. They were professional hockey players enjoying different degrees of success at that point in their careers.

What I do vividly remember is two of these hockey players chatting me up, standing really close to me, and trying to convince me that leaving the bar with the two of them would be a fun idea. Gawd I was tempted. The idea of being taken by two young athletic men was very appealing and has to this day fueled an ongoing fantasy in me of two eager male energies focused on my pleasure. I could feel the tingle of my lubed-up clit in my jeans (I like to lube up a little when I go out because I think it feels sexy) as they flirted and pressed up against me. The only problem was that these guys knew people that I also knew and I was afraid that the story might come out.

[FM]Spontaneous Footjob [foot fetish][cheating][sneaky]

The sun was bearing down on the poolside tile, and Casey sat in a reclining pool chair as he sipped from the amber liquid in his glass. His wife, Jenn, laid next to him, sunbathing in her string bikini. The air was hot, and Casey had been glad to lounge by the pool for a while in peace since his wife’s friend had somewhat invaded their home for the weekend.

“So Scarlet is definitely getting some work done inside right? It’s not that I don’t like having her around, it’s just that it feels like we haven’t had much privacy or time alone since she’s been here.” Casey asked, hoping his wife wouldn’t take his comment the wrong way.

“Yeah, don’t worry, she’s inside doing some writing. We have the afternoon together alone out here until dinner time. It’s not so bad having her here right? I mean she’s really fun! She’s such a spontaneous, free spirit.” Jenn kept her eyes closed, covered by sunglasses, as she allowed the sun to bronze her skin.

“Really? Spontaneous how?” Casey inquired, sipping again at the beer that was slowly warming under the summer heat.

The Sorority Party Pt.2 [reverse gangbang] [wife age 50+, me age 40+, multiple girls age 20-25]

More and more of the girls gradually drifted over to the cop. I couldn’t blame them, really. He was a slim, attractive looking black guy with an obviously larger dick than mine.

After he drank the blue drink, he was practically enormous.

I guess I should have been jealous….but honestly, I was really more just…..tired.

The girls had finally forced me to cum, edging me with their hands and their mouths until I spilled out wave after wave of milky white semen, all which they eagerly lapped up.

I got up, and the cop glanced my way, a nervous look in his eye even as the girls continued to crawl all over him.

I recognized that look……a cry for help mixed with a desire for it to go on forever, not really wanting me to intervene, but still worried the girls would drain him dry, that he’d never be enough to satisfy them all.

I considered staying for a moment, just trying to take some of the pressure off of him, but then a big, blonde girl sat on his face, buried him inside her twat, and there was nothing more I could do.

Fulfilling Her Calling

It was a night like any other, except it wasn’t. She was standing there in the bathroom touching up her lipstick and taking one last look at her lingerie in the mirror. It was a beautiful shade of red which matched her lipstick just so perfectly that when she saw it in the store the day before she knew it was meant to be.

She looked down at her phone and it blinked 7:58 PM. Her heart which had already been racing picked up the pace and her hands began to tremble. Thank god she thought that this happened now and not a few minutes ago when she was applying her makeup.

She knew that when that clock struck 8:00 PM that her life was about to change forever. She made her way down the stairs and waited by the door on her knees like they had fantasized so many times before. They had talked about this day for so long and finally it was happening, she was about to fulfill her calling. She was about to be bred. She had yearned to be a mother for as long as she could remember. Most girls dreamed about their wedding, which she did too but she also dreamed about the day she would start a family with her man.

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Don’t Move Part 3 [M 40] [F 35] [BDSM] [D/s] [Sir] [Princess] [Oral] [Blow job] [Deep Throat] [Blindfolr] [Restraints] [Nipple Play] [Teasing] [Orgasm Denial] [Degration] [Praise] [Kinky] [Dominance] [Submission] [Punishment]

I sat on my heels hands behind my back, just the way Patrick liked. I slowly opened my mouth and heard his chuckle.
“Now, I didn’t say for your to open your mouth just yet did I Princess?” I felt his hand on my chin lifting it up slightly, “But you are so very beautiful when you’re ready to please me.”
The sound of him unzipping his pants tugged at the core of my essence. I wanted him, I needed him, and I was going to do anything to make sure he knew it.
Gathering my hair in one hand I felt the head of his hardness circling my lips before he dipped his cock slowly in my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip as I licked it hearing him moan. Nothing turned me on more than hearing him moan because of me.
Placing my tongue at the very tip, I began to suck. His hands wrapped around my hair tightly as he slowly forced himself further inside my mouth. I felt his hardness grow as he began fucking the back of my throat.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I gagged. His moans filled the room and it became my only focus. Nothing else mattered but his pleasure, his moans. Not the wetness between my legs, not the lack of oxygen, not the slight sharp pain as random strands of my hair were pulled out of my head. After the nice gift he gave me at dinner it was the least I could do for him. Abruptly he pulled himself out of my mouth and I gasped for air as he did the same.
“God Princess, you are such a hungry little slut aren’t you?”
“Yes Sir,” I said before he shoved himself back inside my mouth. I knew he was close to orgasm, he was fucking my throat harder and faster. I gagged louder, but soon his moans of pure ecstasy drowned out any other noise in the room as I felt his warm cum fill my mouth and drip down the back of my throat. His taste was indescribably delicious as it always was.
“Wow, that was amazing Princess! You are such a good girl, when you want to be. Now get on the bed.”
I jumped up with eager anticipation and laid face up on the bed. Patrick took my blindfold off and looked deep into my eyes as he rubbed my cheek gently with appreciation.
He placed the blindfold on the nightstand and made his way around the bed locking me into my restraints.
“Now this is how I’m going to guarantee you don’t move.” A sly smirk swept across his face as he sat next to me on the bed. Moving his hands across my body, I gasped as he kissed my breast before giving my nipple a flick of his tongue.
While his mouth was giving my nipples much needed attention, his hand made it’s way down to my slit and I felt his fingers slide effortlessly in. A rush of warmth filled me and squirmed as he kissed his way down my stomach.
Patrick stopped before moving past my navel and looked at me, “squirming is moving Princess, keep still.”
He and I both knew it was an impossible task. The way he touched me was too good for my body not to respond. Patrick stood up and walked to the foot of the bed where he kneeled smiling.
“I felt how wet you were, but now I can see it for myself. I think if I touch you there’s no doubt you’ll cum. But remember you were a bad girl and I’m supposed to be punishing you.”
He kissed his way up my inner left thigh before pausing, skipping over my pussy, he kissed his way down my inner right thigh. I groaned with frustration and I heard him chuckle once again.
His hands began to trace my outer lips, I couldn’t stand it, I needed it, I needed to cum.
“Please!” I shouted out in annoyance.
I felt his finger lingering at my entrance, swirling around the opening making me more wet. I tried to move down towards his hand to help his finger enter me. But my efforts were in vain.
“My little wanton whore. I might just leave you here to think about what is it you just tried to do. Remind you who is in charge in this room. In fact I think it will do you good to think about the consequences of your actions while I get ready for your next punishment.”
Patrick stood up and walked out of sight, even though I could still hear him close by. I let out a loud frustrated sigh and tried to center myself. My ass was slightly sore from the flogging, my pussy dripping wet with anticipation, and my face covered in my ruined makeup. My mind began to wander as I heard him shuffling and sifting through drawers and the opening of cupboards.
After what seemed like a half hour, he reappeared in my line of sight with a bottle of water and my favorite wand. I smiled and giggled knowing what was about to happen.
“You’re pretty pleased with yourself aren’t you Princess?”

I nodded my head vigorously, “Yes Sir, I always am.”

My gym crush Pt. 2 [MM] [femboy] [20s] [masturbation]

[Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)

>Hey, I saw your gym post. I’m pretty sure we both go to the same college. Go Wolves, lol Ps I think you’re cute

His hair stood on end. For some reason, he never thought someone from his own school would visit these subs. This person didn’t seem quite as pathetic as the others, and the fact that they went to the same school excited him. Even if he wasn’t interested in getting with them, the idea that someone nearby wanted him turned him on.

He wrote back, “Yeah? That’s crazy. Have you seen the comments on that post. A lot of people lining up to suck my cock haha You wanna join them? I could move ya to the front of the line”

“Hmmm.. Send a pic so I can see what we’re dealing with ;)”

Dylan had posted dick pics on Reddit before, but no one had ever asked him for one. He pulled down his waistband and smushed the mound of his pelvis with his left hand so that his shaft would look extra long.

“What do you say?”

It was excruciating waiting for a reply.