[M]y Sister In Law (SIL) [F]oot Fetish Fantasy

My SIL is a 60 year old Filipina MILF. She has shoulder length hair and a light brown complexion that looks best without makeup. My favorite feature is her petite feet. She has soft feet with curvy arches and nicely pedicured nails. She is single and often travels with me and my wife.

My fantasy is that my wife and I plan a trip with my her, but my wife has to back out at the last minute. My SIL and I travel together and stay in a one bedroom condo. We relax by the pool and I offer to massage her beautiful feet. As her feet rest in my lap I “accidentally” brush my hard cock against her soles. I’m playing the long game, so that’s as far as I go for now.

I turn up the sexual tension by having her catch me come out the shower without a towel. I brush my hard on against her as I pass by her in cramp spaces. I share a blanket with her and allow our bodies to touch as we watch TV.

Late-night Intruder [MF] [Femdom] [Gentle] [Non-con] [Male Victim]

I’m startled from a deep sleep due to a sensation in my lower region.

I blink my eyes open, my mind hazy and foggy. Confused, my eyes trail down to see a small hand wrapped around my cock, jerking it up and down.

Horror rips up my spine, and the terror makes my stomach churn, putting my brain in a frenzy. I scream, but not much comes out because of a gag. Further panic arises, and I immediately shoot my arms forward to attack the intruder, but that’s cut short when my wrists automatically snap back. Pain registers from a rope burn, but I don’t stop fighting to escape, running on adrenaline.

A voice cuts through my scrambled mind.

“Shhh…” My attacker begins to rub my head, making me struggle even more. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you.” I barely process her words because I’m too preoccupied trying to escape. My arms continue to painfully tug against the restraints, legs kicking.

Her arms embrace me, startling me and wrapping me in her warmth. “I’m just going to make us feel good, okay?” Her voice is oddly soft. Affectionate. Loving. But it doesn’t do anything to alleviate my panic.

My Dad’s Cleaning Lady and I Made a Huge Mess [M/F] [Milf] [Free Use]

A few months ago when my dad was trying to make my mom jealous, he hired a drop-dead gorgeous cleaning lady to come by only when my mom would need to come by his house for something. My parents are divorced, though I’m pretty sure deep down they still love each other … they just have a weird way of showing it. I live with dad. In reality, I have the whole house to myself most of the time since he’s a workaholic who often falls asleep at the office.

The cleaning lady’s name is Brenda, and she has done an amazing job of keeping our bachelor pad spotless. (My dad and I are notoriously messy, something my mom likes to bring up often.) Recently, dad has moved on to other evil-mastermind plans to make my mom jealous and somehow win her back, but I convinced him to have Brenda continue visiting once a week. Just not when mom’s here.

Now, I admire Brenda for a few reasons. As I already mentioned, she is *stunning* in an understated sort of way. She doesn’t wear a whole lot of makeup on the job, but she honestly wouldn’t need to anyway … she has full lips, long eyelashes, and a nice tan. Natural blond hair. She’s probably in her late thirties but she could easily pass for late twenties.

Colleagues with benefits Part – 2

Katie collapsed her head in his lap. “Marcus, can we have dinner first? My flatmate might be home soon, we can then go to my room and I will drain your balls empty”

“Oh you don’t live alone?” asked Marcus.

“No, I am saving for a home tho. I will move out when I am capable.”

Marcus pulled her face up and licked the cum off the sides of her lips with his tongue. “I really am hungry, so let’s get it over with. Lemme know the things you like in bedroom and then we can have fun all night long”

Katie and Marcus discussed their sexual preferences while they had dinner. Katie was putting the dishes in the sink when she felt Marcus’ bulge poking her ass crack from behind. He grabbed her tits from back and started kissing her neck. Katie was trying her best not to show how much she was enjoying it. “Should we do it here Katie, I have never had sex in kitchen.”

The blackmail [MF] PART 3

Reading this message, I started feeling dizzy. I could not believe my eyes. How could this be possible!? I begged for him not to do this to me but he did not change his mind. Instead he proceeded to tell me how much of a bad slut I had been and how he had only one desire; to punish me. He started calling me all kinds of names. Slut. Whore. Cunt. This was the first time I ever saw him angry. I was really scared.

He video called me. At first I did not want to answer, but he threatened me again. I had no other choice. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I was angry, desperate. I wanted it to stop but instead he told me to take off my clothes.

I had absolutely no say in the matter. I was wearing a tshirt with no bra underneath, tight shorts and panties. At first I try to reason with him. Telling him that I was sorry and that I would be a good girl from now on but this did not help my case. He told me to shut up and take my clothes off.

My beautiful blonde plaything [MF] [Mdom] [Part2]

[Read part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p48d8j/my_beautiful_blonde_plaything_mf_mdom_part1/)

I placed my hands on Minna’s thighs and spread her legs apart. Then I moved my hands to her buttocks and spread them a bit wider. I wasn’t too heavy-handed, but I didn’t spare her either. I knew my plaything liked it rough. I moved my other hand between her legs. Her inner thighs were wet already. Her pussy was eager to be touched and I teased her by inching my fingers closer and closer. I felt the warmth and wetness and I could hear in her breathing how she was anxious for my touch. I placed my other hand on her front and grabbed the small patch of hair on her pussy. I held her there for a minute, my hand on either side of her and my lips near her ear. “Is this what you like, is this what you want?” I asked and she whimpered a response: “Yes, please, do it to me, please..”

But it wasn’t going to be that easy for her. “On your knees,” I commanded and pulled my hands away. I saw disappointment on Minna’s lips, but she obeyed immediately. Good girl. A perfect little plaything.

[Incest] [Brother-Sister] Wife’s Incestuous Family Ritual Ch. 01 (Final Part)

[Previously…](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p461k5/incest_brothersister_wifes_incestuous_family/)

After dinner, Ayush and I got comfortable in the living room, watching a movie. The lights were switched off with most of the illumination coming from the TV screen. Ayush relaxed on the multi-seater sofa. I sat apart on the single-seater. We did some casual chit chat as we waited for Ananya, who had gone to freshen up.

Few minutes later, she came to the living room wearing a tank top and the shortest skirt she owned. She settled on the multi-seater sofa next to her brother, her skirt just about covering her upper thighs. She wasn’t wearing a bra; her nipples poked out through the fabric. I also suspected she may not be wearing any panties under that skirt.

I saw Ayush’s eyes dart from his sister’s breasts to her thighs. And then our eyes met for a brief moment. He immediately averted his eyes and focused on the TV screen and I did likewise. It was awkward for both of us, since we knew what was about to happen.

My husband and his 3 new friends. [FMMMM, NonCon, Reluctant]

Me and my husband get stranded after a party on island, we have been drinking, dancing and we had a great time, but we lost track of time and were to late for the buss driving back to the resort. I was really miffed and kept bitching at my husband, the walk in high heels would hurt.
I realise I did that a lot lately, bitching and nagging and knew he was tired of my shit.

Suddenly 3 men our age popped up, they are asking if we are lost, all with wolfish grins.
I’m apprehensive and stepped closer to my husband. We are out numbered and it could easily turn out to be a bad situation, especially for me. But he seems to trust them, so when they invites us back to their cabin to wait while they call us a cab, he drags me along.

Whiskey Chick

They say some women are worth killing and dying for. I used to believe only fools felt that way. Then I met her. She wasn’t worth killing and dying for, though; she was worth lighting the world on fire just to watch the flames dance in her eyes.

A vision of pure beauty, long, athletic legs with thighs that reminded me of a sculpted caress, eyes like brilliant emeralds, breasts so supple and pouty, lips full and perfect, skin smooth as freshly fallen snow, and a posterior that a man could cup with both hands and still never fill his lust.

I took a draw off my whiskey, reminiscing about our last kiss. She was a bonfire of passion, and buildings have burned to the ground with less intensity than her lips poured out. I tasted her lipstick as it stained my lips, felt her tongue pulse alongside mine, and felt the sharp jolt of pain and pleasure as her teeth bit my lips teasingly.

My Girlfriend’s Mom Is Trying to Cockblock Me in the Hottest Way Possible [F/M] [MILF] [Free Use] (Part 2)

*(*[Here is the original post](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p414k8/my_girlfriends_mom_is_trying_to_cockblock_me_in/)*. Thanks for such a great response in this sub!)*

I was honestly afraid to hang my jacket back up. Mainly because I was trying to hide my massive erection from Vivian, who was currently completely naked, face down, ass up in the middle of her living room floor. My girlfriend’s mother was presenting her tight, pink holes to me.

“I said put your coat back and come sit back down on the couch,” she repeated. “Unless you’re not interested in my offer to fuck me whenever you want, in which case you can leave right now. I’m not stopping you.”

“There’s nothing wrong with just sitting there and hearing her out,” I thought to myself. “It’s not like I am about to fuck her. Not in a million years.” I placed my jacket on the peg by the door and sat back down. “Vivian, this is crazy. I like *your daughter* … I am *dating* your daughter.”

“And yet here you are.” She looked back over her shoulder to smile at me and used her fingers to spread her pussy lips. “This has nothing to do with ‘liking’ or ‘dating.’ This is about *needs*. Right now if you’ve been respecting my wishes about not sleeping with my daughter, you are probably full of cum.”