The Deal Part 1 [Free use][Cheating][Thigh Fucking][Creampie][Blowjob][Anal][Handjob][Facial]

**The Deal**

Part 1

Tags: [Free use][Cheating][Thigh Fucking][Creampie][Blowjob][Anal][Handjob][Facial]

**Summary:**

*A woman named Steph decides to accept a ‘sexual free use’ lifestyle in return for living rent-free at her friend’s place. This is a collection of the day to day events in Steph’s life with her new deal.*

All characters are 18+

This is my second time writing erotic short stories, I’m still new to writing in this form, however, I do have experience writing erotic scripts on Reddit.

[https://www.reddit.com/user/gowonzu2/comments/jz5pum/script_masterlist/](https://www.reddit.com/user/gowonzu2/comments/jz5pum/script_masterlist/)

I was experimenting with this idea of telling a lot of little scenarios/stories in one. So apologies if this comes off as a little disorganised.

I had to split this into two parts because of the character limit.

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At first, I couldn’t believe it. Here I was, straight out of university and already I was offered a cushy high-paying job. But the best part of the whole shtick was the all-expense-paid apartment that came with it, I was officially the luckiest guy in the world.

It was a large apartment, the living room was spacious with large window doors to a small balcony, it was connected to the kitchen via a bar table, a master bedroom with en-suite included, and finally a second smaller bedroom that was converted into a study.

“Her” P2 {Longer}

It’s only been 4 hours since what happened, I can’t get her off my mind but I decided I would need as much energy to stay awake for what Gabby had planned for me in a couple of hours.

I only slept for a good 6 hours. It was almost 1:00 “Kai mom and dad already left so me and Jeanie are going to go hang out with some friends. We will be back in a couple of hours” Anne said while yelling through the door thinking I was still asleep, The first thing I did when I got out of bed was take a shower because I wanted to smell nice for me and Gabby’s get together.

I hopped in the shower cleaned up but, while washing my hair I started thinking about Gabby and what she had planned for today. “AH FUCK” I yelled because I got shampoo in my eyes I jumped out the shower to get a towel after all that happened my vision was a little bit blurry so. I

Submissive Serenity…

As I knelt naked and vulnerable I awaited his return. The anticipation overwhelming. My heart racing. The room is lit only by a candle. The scent of bergamot fills the air. The red rope binding my wrists behind my back, restraining me.
I hear a key, looking directly at the door I see the handle turn.

He walks in, footsteps direct and dominant.

I do not speak.

As he walks towards me, I can feel his heat. The desire in his eyes makes me nervous. He slowly walks behind me, inspecting his prize. His hand runs across my shoulders sending a shiver down my spine and tingles throughout my fragile little body.

I can hear his breathing and this makes mine quicken.
From behind he grabs my throat.
‘You must stay silent, do you understand?’
With this instruction I do not speak. His voice smooth as freshly ground coffee. My heart racing so hard it feels like I could pass out. And in that moment it goes dark.

He blew out the candle!

My girlfriend likes incest, and I like hotwifing (2) [MFM]

PART TWO

(I **strongly** suggest reading [Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ohrlp3/my_girlfriend_likes_incest_and_i_like_hotwifing/) first)

I studied my Dad as he stood from his end of the couch and began to unbuckle his belt. My girlfriend Anastasia had, after all, just bid him to do so; she watched with total focus, her green eyes almost comically wide on the television screen which the Skype video call was displayed on. He unzipped himself and undid the button, hands shaking slightly as he pulled down his boxers to free his fully erect and fairly stout cock.

Anastasia nearly cooed in delight. “That is so perfect! I adore him, Nick! And it looks like he needs some attention, pronto.” She started to remove the remainder of her shirt with a shy expression, before stopping abruptly. “But I’m so far away! What do you think we should do, Jake?” she asked, here eyes flicking over to me.

“You’re what, 45 seconds away by car?”

Sexting you at work [MF] [Cheating] [Humiliation]

*Another fictional piece I’ve been working on. Please send me a message and let me know what you think?*

You have a lot of work to do today. It is the end of the month and things get a little manic at this time. Even though you know you need to focus, you can’t help but pick up your phone when it pings the familiar sound of an incoming message. You’re slightly surprised to see it’s from me, normally I would just call, but you open it. It’s a photo I appear to have taken of myself in a mirror. In it I am wearing a tight fitting black lycra dress which shows off my figure nicely. My breasts are pushed up into a welcoming cleavage which is visible in the low-cut, square neckline. The hem of the skirt is a little above mid thigh but has risen slightly giving a generous view of my toned legs. It has risen up because I have one hand up behind my head to emphasise the curve of my back in this slightly side on view, my long blonde hair lying neatly down my spine in a lazily held together ponytail, the tips of the longest strands reaching the small of my lower back. I am smiling a friendly smile for you, and you can tell I’ve taken time with my makeup.

Possible novel, need opinions on whether or not I should continue! (M/F, non con)

She stepped off of the bus and felt the fading sun hit her face. The heat touched her skin and in that split second She reveled in the sun. Refocusing and suddenly hyper aware of just how dirty She truly was. Her ponytail was dusty and matted from repeated removal and application of her batting helmet. The white Jersey was covered in sweat, dirt, and mud. Her black pants and blue socks were the worst. Having slid into bases, dove for balls, and at one point just flat out sat down in the mud. The result was a giant rip in the left legs of her favorite softball pants and a dirty crusty layer of dried mud. The rip didn’t show much thanks to her sliders but the dirt certainly had taken advantage of the access to her bare skin.

She hefted the full draw string bag she held further onto her shoulders. Then stepped away from the bus and took in her surroundings. They had never stopped at this mall to eat before but it didn’t matter because there was a lot of food options and a bathroom…. The bathroom, She had to pee. She had to pee so bad. Moving like a mad man for the restrooms and calling over her shoulder to anyone in ear shot. Leaving the rest of her team stumbling off of the bus and a few following her lead toward the restrooms.

The boundary between pain and pleasure

This story line starts here: [Training a personal slave](https://www.reddit.com/user/jennifer-klein/comments/o1xmsf/training_a_personal_slave/).

After encountering [an innocent observer](https://www.reddit.com/user/jennifer-klein/comments/o9oguu/an_innocent_observer/), we both wordlessly walked fast to the car, almost running but trying to keep our cool. My boyfriend’s eyes radiated some mix of fear, shock and excitement. I, on the other hand, was really turned on by the whole situation and excited to continue my day of fun.

As we came to the car in an empty parking lot another idea suddenly came to my mind. I opened the trunk and pointed at it. His eyes opened wide and he opened the mouth to object but hardly made any sound.

“Get in and I’ll consider letting you cum today” I said, “Or do you want to call it off?” I asked, watching his face getting red. I knew perfectly well that he could do anything but not back off. And indeed he slowly got into the trunk.

“Mistress will be back in a minute, don’t go anywhere” I said as I shut the door and returned to the mall and headed to the sex shop. I thought about the girl we met in the changing room, smiling and really hoped I’d run into her again. Sweet memories rushed into my head of an innocently beautiful lover of mine from the previous life the girl reminded me of.

Midnite Vienna: Chapter Eight[MF/MM/FF]

Chapter Eight: The Whistler

(Warning: Heavy Themes of Mind Break and N*n-C*ns*nt)

Reilly sat outside of the Captain’s office, Amy doing her best to cheer her up with a shoulder rub. It was nice, but Reilly couldn’t stop wondering how Watson was doing. He seemed too strong, too kind to somehow be turned into sex loving slave of some sort. Reilly was determined. She had seen Laine like that, and she didn’t want to see another friend fall to Calvin’s power.

Agent Lily had consoled her on the drive back, saying “By the sounds of it, over two dozen officers disappeared today. It’ll take time for Calvin to get through all of them. We still have time to save some of them, including Watson”

The door to the Captain’s office opened, and Lily waved her inside. Amy stayed outside while Reilly walked in, and sat down on one of the chairs in front of the desk. The captain was smoking, and the ashtray on her desk appeared to be overflowing. The captain put out the cigarette and smiled. “Lily here was just telling me you want to help with the raid on the Midnite Vienna”

Our Honey[M]oon Massage [F]UN Part 4

It felt like an eternity, but in reality it was a few seconds. Bianca and Nathan both stopped and went over to the sideboard, where the oils and lotions had been kept, they spoke softly in Bajan Creole to eachother for a couple of moments. I snuck a glance over at my wife, but her eyes were shut, a blissful look upon her face, her lips parted ever so slightly. I glance further back and see her towel had been folded up so it only just covered her ass, her legs slightly parted her back dipped low so her ass pointed up just a bit.