Monica closed the door behind her and let out a sigh, that familiar feeling of relief that she gets weekly taking hold. Some people see a therapist to unload their baggage. Their therapist knowing more about them than their most intimate friends and family. Not Monica. Monica has been giving confession right here since she was a kid. She was baptized, confirmed, and married, all in the same church. There sitting next to the confessional kneeler was Father Egan. He sat in his robes waiting patiently for Monica to approach the kneeler and give her confession like she had for hundreds of Sundays in the past. Father Egan knew everything about Monica. He knew her parents. He knew her husband. He knew her kids. He knew the first lie she ever told. Well, not the first, but the one she told him at her first confession. That she lied about where she had gone one day to her mother, telling her that she had gone to the park on her bicycle, but that in actuality she ridden into town, which she wasn’t supposed to do because there were no sidewalks to ride on and it was much too dangerous.
Category: eroticliterature
Lurking in the Shadows [CNC][Female victim]
Mysterious shadows giggle as you feel your arm painfully being pinned behind your back. Everything about your situation is screaming bad, wrong, and evil to your senses.
Thunder booms overhead and across the rooftops. The rain dampens your school uniform turning your school uniform from a tasteful tan color to a dark, murky brown and turning the white translucent.
Fingers trail, feather-light, over your body. The swirling sensation sends shivers up your spine, simultaneously disgustingly wrong and desirable, like a bad drug trip. You can feel your arm as it is hitched up higher, forcing you to gasp in pain and terror.
Fingers inch around you as the swirling stops. There is a feeling that starts at your waist, but begins to move its way further up. At the same time, you feel hands forcing you to the ground, using leverage and prods to force you to kneel in front of these creatures. The cold pavement of the alley is hard and rough on your knees.
You try to fight and keep your feet under you, but it’s futile. You only succeed in scraping your knees along the ground, tearing your stockings and leaving painful gouges in your skin from the dirt and gravel.
Don’t just look Part Three. M/f step-dad
18+
Consent is key.
I moaned as I rubbed my vibrating dildo all over my cum-soaked pussy. I still couldn’t believe my step-brother had lost control and used my puffy little slit to rub one out. I kept imagining his hot veiny cock popping into my tight needy fuck hole. As I brought the head of my cock-shaped dildo to drenched needy opening there was a knock at my door. I panicked for a second, looking down at my body. My large tits were out of the top of my dress and I had pinched my little nipples into thick swollen hard peaks. My pussy and ass were exposed and my underwear lay somewhere on the floor. I sighed with relief as the locked door handle shook and my mom yelled for me to come help her in the kitchen.
[Incest] [Brother-Sister] Wife’s Incestuous Family Ritual Ch. 01 (Part 3)
[Previously…](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p40t10/incest_brothersister_wifes_incestuous_family/)
Next morning, I woke up to the aroma of fresh coffee. I opened my eyes to see Ananya with two steaming mugs by the bedside. I accepted a mug from her as she sat next to me sipping hot coffee.
“Where’s Ayush?”
“He went out to meet his friends. Won’t be back till evening.”
“So… shall we talk about last night?”
“How much did you see?”
“The whole thing. Till the very end.”
She blushed. “You are not mad at me, are you?”
“Are you kidding? I absolutely loved it. It was beautiful. I am guessing this wasn’t the first time for you guys.”
She nodded.
I sat up with the coffee mug in hand. “Since when? How did it start?”
She was silent for few moments, staring out the window. “I am going to share my family’s biggest secret with you. It may sound outlandish, but please hear it with an open mind. You’ve seen the Ashoka tree at daddy’s estate, right?”
The sluty friends sluty mom. Pt3
We get to Karen’s room and I shut the door behind us. For the first time, I kiss her. I grab both of her ass cheeks and give them a squeeze. I guide her to the wall and pin her hands to the wall with my hands. I spread her legs and start fucking her from behind. I start kissing her neck and she moans in pleasure.
“How do you like it Karen? Do you like to make love or do you like to fuck? I bet you like to fuck?”
“Please fuck me. Fuck me hard. I’ve never been used before. Make me your fuck toy.”
That was all I needed to hear. I fucked her until she orgasmed. I went to the bed and told her to suck my dick. She sucked it with everything she had. It was a really sloppy one and I loved it but I wasn’t going to cum yet. I wanted to fuck her chunky ass.
I told her to stop and to lay on her stomach. She did and raised her ass in the air. She was ready to fuck but was she ready for me to fuck her in the ass?
The blackmail (FM) PART 1
Hello reader, this will be quite a long one. In order for me to explain how the blackmail happened, I would first like to tell you how it all started.
It started a few months ago. I was bored out of my mind, scrolling on my phone, when I first saw his post. He was promising a good time but he wanted someone who would completely give him control.
I read the post twice, found myself typing a reply, but quickly erased it. I closed the app and threw my phone on the bed, next to me. I was a good girl, what was I thinking! This was definitely not for me! I tried to keep myself busy, but my mind kept cycling back to that post. I was too curious, so I caved in. I messaged the author, asking what he meant exactly. He replied instantly. Telling me he wanted to find a slut willing to do absolutely anything he wanted. Something about the way he said it really turned me on. I told him I was willing to give it a try, but this would be my first time. So he agreed to start slow.
Never have I ever. [FFFM, just a tease, stripped and lingerie]
We were going on a clamping trip with a few my friends, we were sitting around the fire drinking when a group of men asked if they could join.
We ended hitting it off and decided to hang out the rest of the night. Some of our friends really hit it off and disappeared off to different rooms in the cabin. But this handsome blonde tall guy and his friend stayed back. But his friend had to much to drink, so soon he was laying snoring on the couch.
Lockdown workout – MF
With another lockdown looming we all finish our last session at the gym. Walking out with Jess who joins the same class most nights we joke about how shit the next few weeks will be. Jokingly I say “it’s not that bad I just finished building out my home gym in the garage” without hesitation Jess replies “well fuck you then huh, enjoy that while I’m squatting my dirty laundry”
Half joking I ask if she wants to train at my house tomorrow, thankfully she says yes with a witting comment about keeping me accountable.
Let’s talk about gym friends for a minute, it’s strange often you hardly know them outside the gym however you feel like you know them completely. You see how hard they push, you share excitement about new PRs, experience the same soul searching workouts and see each other half naked in crop tops and shorts day after day and yet don’t know their last name, if they’re married or who they are outside that gym.
Quickly here’s what I do know about Jess: Deadlift PR: 115kg
Squat: 112.5kg
5km: 25min
Ass: Perfect
Tits: Real
Pain tolerance: high
Job: Lawyer? …I think that’s what I overheard
Devour my scars and beauty as you moan my name
He takes one look at me, ignores his nervous gut feeling and shoves me up against the car door.
Grasping my face with both hands, he pulls my face close to him and teases my bottom lip with his. With a hunger I press my lips into his finding his tongue turning me on even more, as he slides his hand down my pants and slides his finger into me. I moan.
Pulling his mouth into mine. As I crave for him to touch me everywhere.
He does it without hesitation or question.
Moving his hands up my blouse he unbuttons me one at a time, touching my nipples and licking them. Watching them grow harder as he takes them softly in his mouth. I can’t resist. I unbuckle him and pull out his throbbing dick.
I turn him around shove him up against the car door as I take him in my mouth. Looking up at him as I swallow him whole.
Enjoying how much of me you take up.
You look down at me with an intense desire, a flame that has been burning for to long.
My Girlfriend’s Mom Is Trying to Cockblock Me in the Hottest Way Possible [F/M] [MILF] [Free Use] (Part 1)
My girlfriend’s mom Vivian is really old fashioned … she has told me on multiple occasions that she expects us to not sleep together until we’re married. The crazy thing is that we’ve literally only been dating for two weeks, and we are taking things slow.
If I’m being completely honest, I think the whole no-sex thing is because Vivian hates the idea of possibly becoming a grandmother. She is obsessed with this idea that she’s a MILF, and ” giving her a grandchild out of wedlock” would be a reminder that she’s an aging widow who just so happens to have a nice body, a filthy mouth, and a crazy sex drive.
Last week she asked me to come by her house by myself to have “an important conversation.” I figured she was going to get onto me for calling her dog a “fugly mutt” when I didn’t know that my girlfriend had her on speaker phone. (If you saw the little gremlin, you’d say the same thing.)
When I showed up to her place, she was oddly … friendly? “There he is! Come on inside and take a seat on the couch,” she said as she took my coat and put it on the coat rack. “I have a glass of your favorite sweet tea on the coffee table.”