Anyone know of stories where the woman cheats next to or close to unsuspecting bf/husband whether at party, club, bbq & so on. Maybe even where friend(s) know & help keep him occupied? [This one is great](http://sex-stories-xxx.com/5010_ok-but-just-one-drink-wife-s-view-of-thi) and there’s the husband’s version, but there has to be many more out there.
Category: eroticliterature
The rich bitch gets fucked by the hired help. Pt. 1 [MF]
I’ll spare you the sob story of how I got here, but suffice it to say that this wasn’t the high point in my life. My family used to live in a neighborhood like this. Fenced community, had to have your name on the list with the porter, perfectly manicured lawns that the owners have never once cared for nor used. I get the type. And frankly, I used to be this type. And now? Now I’m the one man wait staff for someone’s fucking dinner party. The temp agency told me that Mrs… what was it? Glassgow I think. Mrs. Glassgow’s normal waiter tested positive for covid last week and they needed someone. It told me a lot that the chef wouldn’t walk food 100 feet from the kitchen to the dinning hall.
Getting Creampied and Spanked in Public [F19][College]
“How much for a bag, Jenn?” Hunter asked the blonde.
“Two-hundred,” she casually replied.
“Holy shit! You’re ripping these fuckers off! I’ll give one one-twenty,” he pressed.
“Why would I do that… and you’re right… the market price is set and some of your brothers have WAAAAAY too much cash,” Jenn smiled.
“Well, I don’t… besides, I’ll share it with you,” he winked.
“One-forty… and yeah, I’ll do a bump with you,” Jenn winked back.
Hunter counted out the girl’s money and she handed him the bag.
“Lemme do a nipple bump?” he asked confidently.
“Yeah, ok,” Jenn agreed, then hauled one of her massive tits that was already bursting out of her top.
Hunter carefully tapped a small portion onto Jenn’s puffy pink bud, then got close to snort it. After he consumed the white powder up his nose, he licked the remainder several times more than necessary until he was sucking on the blonde’s nipple.
“Oh my God… are you… are you lactating?”
“Yeah,” Jenn smiled.
“Are you pregnant?”
“Of course not! You know it’s a natural thing that happens if you just keep sucking on them,” she explained.
Part 2 of my domination series
Hi everyone, i’ve just finished part of my fetish series “Lola and Pandora (my brothers girlfriend)”
[https://www.deviantart.com/sweetaspie903/journal/Lola-and-Pandora-My-brothers-Girlfriend-Part-2-888278048](https://www.deviantart.com/sweetaspie903/journal/Lola-and-Pandora-My-brothers-Girlfriend-Part-2-888278048)
Let me know what you think
(Interactive Fiction) Monster Girl Farmer v0.18 released! More artwork, more dog girl, more farming mechanics!
# About this release
Hello all! I’m happy to report that there is a new Monster Girl Farmer release. This one focuses on farming mechanics, scenes — both random and focused on your pet monster girl — and some brand-new artwork.
Regarding the new artwork, there is a new logo for the game featuring Eva the dog girl as the center of attention. And let’s not forget a new image of Sophie where she is the centaur of attention.
There is a new scene when you unlock the ability to use your field, and there are over ten new scenes to discover while you explore the forest.
Some of the scenes give you seeds which segues nicely into the major gameplay mechanic of this release: you can now find seeds scattered throughout the world and plant them in your field. When they grow into crops, you can sell them for money or gift them to monster girls to gain their affection.
In addition, you can now enrich your field with soil you purchase at the general store. This’ll give you a status effect that increases your crop yield.
My Father-in-law (Ch.03) [F/M]
Chapter 3 [(Link to chapter two)](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p194wj/my_fatherinlaw_ch_02_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Jake´s mood improved after our session on the couch, which only served to fuel my guilty conscience. That whole afternoon we spent by the pool, basking in the warm summer sun, swimming together, kissing each other more often than we had in months. All the while, I felt the guilt and shame over what I had done gnawing inside my stomach, eating me from inside. But all the guilt in the world couldn´t erase the memory of how excited I had felt as I locked eyes with John, his son´s cock deep inside of me. Every time I tried to think of something else, distract myself with other things, his steely grey gaze rushed into my mind, blowing everything else away.
I wanted him to see me. I wanted his eyes to devour my skin, to wander over my body like a man dying of thirst spotting an oasis in the distance.
After party
Hi Tina,
The meeting can be scheduled for Monday morning at 9 AM. We need the reports by then.
Thanks and Regards
Alex
Friday, 5:30 PM and the last mail for the week was sent.
“Phew!!! This was one hectic week” saying so Alex closed his laptop off. On his way to the car he gets a call from Jaby “Hey man! We’ve got tickets to a local concert. It starts at 8
“Oh that is so awesome. Just what I wanted. Will be there man.”
This boosted the mood for Alex. This was the best thing that could happen so far this week. He rushes back home. He goes for a simple look with a round neck tee, the classic blue jeans and white sneakers.
At the venue
Alex: “Hey!! You couldn’t have found this at any better time!”
Jaby: “These are just some local bands man….don’t know much”
Alex: “I am here for the fun man. That’s all. Where is Joe.”
Jaby: “He is caught with some work he said”
Keep it Coming [m/f] [long] [Just A taste installment]
Keep it Coming
My legs are still weak from the earth shattering orgasm Wyatt gave me just moments ago. I don’t know how it’s possible, but just listening to him talk about pushing me to new limits has my pussy hot and twinging with excitement. The look on his face is heart stopping. There is a certain mystery behind his eyes. The smirk on his lips tells me he’s enjoying every moment of this as much as I am.
As I stand there studying his face, he reaches over and lightly brushes the hair that has fallen out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. He run his fingers lightly down my jaw and stops at the tip of my chin. He lifts my face just slightly and looks deep into my eyes. “Are you sure you want this? It isn’t too late to back out.” The question catches me off guard. “Why would I back out now? The fun just started.” I answer with a smirk. “Huh. You’re right, but I need to make a few things clear. I have a very primal nature. I like to take control and push limits. I want to make you cum more times and harder than you ever have. I want you to beg for my mercy. I want you to beg for my cock. I will decide what you get and when. I will push you to the very edge of more than you think you can take, but you have to have complete trust in me. We set a safe word. The second you utter that word, everything stops, no questions asked. After, we do whatever you need, whatever that means. We can lay there and cuddle, watch a movie, talk, whatever. It’s important that you know you have just as much if not more control as I do.”
Daddy’s College Slut [M/F, D/s, Spanking]
Olivia had just finished her freshman year in college. She was home for summer break, enjoying the familiar suburban backdrop and the time she had to spend with her mom and stepdad, Ray. Ray had been in her life for long enough that she called him “Daddy” and they got along quite well. He was stern in all the right dad-ways and forgiving and humorous when appropriate.
One day, while Olivia was laying on her bed, reading some trashy mystery novel, Ray walked in.
“Can I talk to you, princess?” Ray asked from the threshold.
“Sure, Daddy.”
Ray walked in, wearing his typical attire of blue jeans and a flannel, sleeves rolled up around his muscular forearms. Olivia was on her stomach, propped up by her elbows. She was comfy, in small, navy cotton shorts and a grey t-shirt with her university’s logo. She was a petite girl, maybe just shy of 5’ 2.” She had a small chest, but her rear made up for it. She had her light brown hair in pigtail buns, with a few strands falling along her cheeks.
Going to the Metro (Fiction)
She can’t tell if the chills are from the temperature or anticipation. She’s standing in her bath towel, looking at the outfit on her bed. She can’t remember the last time she wore something like this. Maybe once or twice with Paul, but mostly before they even began dating.
She looks at her phone one more time, hoping for another text from “Guy.” Nothing shows but the last message she received: “get on the orange rail heading north, board the third car from the front.” Just re-reading it is enough to give her butterflies.
The towel drops to the floor before she chickens out. She used to love the feel of lace on her skin, but of course years of dating and marriage molded her into craving comfort over style. Yet as the lace climbs her thigh, that old tingle returned. It only intensified as she donned the mini-skirt, professional enough where no one would say anything, yet hot enough where they would look. The perfect balance. Once the top and shoes were on, she was out the door before she could change her mind.