The tiled floor was cool under Cassia’s bare feet as she carefully made her way down the dark hallways of the monastery. The stone halls were lit only by the subtle light of the moon and the occasional lamp carried by the vigilant Nightsisters who guarded the halls at night. Cassia did her best to avoid them as she made her way towards the southern dormitory. It was quieter now than it had been as it was near the end of the initiation week, with Cassia being one of only a handful of initiates left. While she had made plenty of friends during her training, one in particular had been especially friendly. Lilianna, a quite tall and lean girl, had first caught her eye a week ago when they were both changing after sword practice. Cassia had found herself drawn to staring at Lilianna’s glistening body as they cleaned themselves up, but she had the distinct impression that Lilianna had been doing the same to her. Playfully she’d joked about them being more physical with each other to test the waters, but what had started as gentle probing quickly became flirting whenever the two were alone together or among trusted friends. Whilst the Holy Sisterhood frowned on any kind of physical relationship of any kind a union between two members was particularly taboo. They barely tolerated members taking care of themselves in that regard.
Category: eroticliterature
My Life As A Host To A Slime Monster 19 – Voracious Lover (fiction, F19, supernatural, monster)
After the *bizarre* scene thinking I had **one** daughter out of me and only had **19** more to go I looked over at the daughter’s donor….Sir Henry.
Who was currently passed out and was snoring…..loudly.
I smirked at him thinking I would snore too after having my nuts drained of **every** morsel of cum that resided in them too.
I had the momentary thought before I rolled my eyes and *tried* to get up hoping I wouldn’t fall after having been freshly fucked.
I somehow was able to get off AND keep my balance if only barely as I took one last look at Sir Henry.
*What **was** he?* I thought hoping Prime would be able to give some answers but didn’t hear anything as I imagined Prime was probably too busy after feeding on my brain from the multiple orgasms I endured.
I sighed as I made a mental note to ask about Sir Henry later and moved to take my first step, nearly falling as I caught myself.
*Ok I can stand but apparently walking is still a ‘challenge’.*
Weekly visit to FBW leads to an unxpected threesome [M40][F45}[EroticRomance][eroticfiction][nsfw][love][oralsex ][adulterotica][romanceadult][interaacialsex][sexylingerie][nsfwromance][mutiplepartners]
Philippa – Two Plus One
“I’m parked outside on the street.”
“Good evening, my darling, drive to the end and turn left, you’ll come to a gateway, I’ll meet you there.”
The line went dead. He started the engine of the ute, turned on the lights and pulled out. 50 yards around the corner was a gateway and he pulled up the ramp. The headlights picked out a short but curvaceous figure moving to one side of the gate. There was an impression of long legs and a short dress. The gate slid open and he could see it was her. The long legs were clad in black stockings and what he had taken for a dress looked to be a silk housecoat, belted at the waist and pulled tight, emphasising the curves of her ample breasts.
He drove into the complex and stopped to wait for her. The passenger door opened and she slid in. As she sat down the housecoat rode up, revealing a length of leg and a glimpse of stocking top and suspender. He could feel his anticipation, which had been building all evening as he’d driven toward the city, turning to arousal and hunger. She always had this effect on him. No matter how much he tried to stay away, she’d ring and he’d be at her beck and call. This time it had started with a call.
Out For Dinner Part 3 [25F+/27M+] [d/s, cons, humil, exhib, voy, bdsm, group, free use]
I watch as people come closer, I feel myself get wet with excitement. I did not expect to enjoy being fucked by strangers, or exposed to a crowd like this. I guess me being tied down put others in action as I hear a woman moaning on the other side of the room behind my slowly growing crowd.
“Who would like to go first?” Sir asks the crowd. “She is a very skilled slut.” He announces, and I kind of feel proud for a moment. A man walks up to me from the crowd, he had a dad body, but has stunning blue eyes. I watch him come over to me, unzip his pants, and step up onto the booth. Before I’ve even processed what he looks like, his cock is in my mouth.
Oh, this? This is nice.
While he’s fucking my face, someone steps next to him and inserts their cock into my hand. I stroke the cock gently before suddenly, something is being shoved inside my pussy. I gasp around the dick in my mouth. Whatever it was was cold. I feel the hard texture press up against the inside of my pussy. It’s a glass dildo! Whoever is holding dildo pulls it out and gently glides it back in.
The Tutor, Parts Four & Five [F20/F18] [Domme/sub] [Role Reversal]
**PART FOUR**
“Come, Meredith.”
I had mixed feelings about being spoken to in such a way; especially since Annabelle had said it twice. It was demeaning on the surface, but I also couldn’t sense any malice in her words. She was being so nonchalant, where I’d normally expect such a phrase to be used in a bitchy or bratty way. The girl was certainly confusing, as she was friendly and entitled at the same time. Maybe that’s just what happens when you grow up with wealth.
Ultimately, I decided not to say anything about it. This was our first tutoring session, and I didn’t want to come across as difficult before we even opened a notebook.
Following Annabelle around a corner and up a wide flight of stairs, I was led to a door at the end of another long hallway. I still had my bearings, mostly, but it was baffling how big the house was. Seeing it from the outside hadn’t been enough to get a good grasp of the size, especially when I stepped into Annabelle’s ‘room.’
Trying to find an erotica I read a while back any help would be appreciated
I can’t remember the name of the erotica but this is the general idea of what I remember it being about:
BF and GF in school together they are both long time partners and are both virgins, a new student comes to the school, this new student seduces the gf (helped by the gfs best friend encouraging it) eventually the BF GF and GF’s best friend hangout with the new student the gf gets fucked by the new student in another room while the bf listens and ends up fucking his GF’s best friend.
I hope that makes sense if anyone can help find it that would be appreciated
Birthday Spankings (M40/F32 BDSM, anal, true story, wax play and more)
It was the night of my 40th birthday, while my wife showered, I prepared things in the bedroom. Chains hung from anchor points in the ceiling and on the headboard. On the bed leather cuffs, anklets, thigh straps, and collar were laid out next to other lengths of chain and rope. On the dresser there was a selection on vibrators, butt plugs, a bamboo rod, riding crop and paddle. I lit candles around the room and sat in a wooden chair waiting. She entered the room not long after, pausing in the doorway to take in the scene that awaited her.
The lights from the hallway silhouetted her body, the tight firm C cup breasts, the widening of her hips and swell of her ass. I gestured at the floor in front of me and she sat between my legs facing away from me. I grabbed the hairbrush from the nightstand and became to brush out her still damp hair. I slowly brushed her hair, working the tangles free as the scent of her shampoo filled the air between us. After it was all brushed out, I braided it all back in a neat single braid, waist length hair was a lot to manage, and I enjoyed taking care of my pet. I looped the braid around my hand and gently pulled her head back, I kissed her on the forehead and asked if she was ready to begin, she nodded that she was.
The Man at the Dining Table (M38, F26, noncon, maledom – 724 words)
**THE MAN AT THE DINING TABLE**
Story by All These Roadworks (2022).
*For avoidance of doubt, all characters in this story are aged 21 and over.*
Liza wakes to find herself in the thrall of a strange man.
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When Liza woke in the morning, there was a man she had never seen before at the dining table, sipping coffee. She crept out to confront him wrapped in a bedsheet, because for some reason all the clothes were missing from her wardrobe.
“Hello Liza,” he said to her calmly. “Drop the bedsheet, you won’t be needing it.”
She did not drop the sheet. “Who are you?” she demanded. “What are you doing in my house?”
“Liza,” he said, as if explaining to a child, “you are naked and unarmed, and there is a strange man in your house. Do you want to make him happy, or unhappy. Drop the bedsheet. In fact, why don’t we go into your bedroom?”
He led the way. Liza unhappily followed. When he motioned for her to sit on the bed, she did so, leaving the bedsheet on the floor. She blushed at his gaze on her naked body.
That Massage Place Everyone’s Talking About, pt. 1 [F38/M25/M25] [Massage] [Toys] [MMF]
*This is a story I originally posted on Literotica a little while ago, but which was a little over Reddit’s character limit and so which I never posted here. However, after having a bit more luck with posting another story in two parts, I’m going to try the same tactic with this one. Part 2 will be up in the next few days- or, if you’re interested, the full story can be viewed here:* [*https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage*](https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage)
*Anyway…*
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*‘This town in England has its own WILD massage parlour!’*
*‘They do WHAT for massage clients?!’*
*‘They say it’s just a spa, but… ’*
“Oh, for goodness’ sake.” May closed the browsing window and shook her head wearily. “It’s popping up everywhere, Charlie.”
Her assistant nodded gravely, though she could tell he was suppressing a smile of amusement. “Perhaps it’ll blow over. Internet clickbait, you see it all the time. People might just scroll on past.”
“And what about these?” May gestured to the screen, which was now showing the latest arrivals in her email inbox. “*Our town’s reputation… sordid little enterprise… as Mayor, it is your responsibility to safeguard our values…*” She called up one email and pointed damningly. “Look. These complaints aren’t going anywhere. If anything it’s gotten worse since they won the court ruling in June. Our popularity’s tanking-”
Wrong Questions: 21+ [M28/F26] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Cleavage] [Pool Sex]
“Seriously again?” I asked as I looked at Lorraine, my girlfriend.
“What?” Lorraine responded.
Lorraine was the queen of selfies. She was aiming her stupid phone at herself every chance she got and taking a picture.
Lorraine’s social media pages were filled with pictures of her, what she was doing, where she was, and what she was eating. It wasn’t a surprise she wasn’t able to hold a job.
Lorraine was adamant that one day she would be the perfect model, the next Instagram model to hit it big. I always laughed it off. She didn’t have much of a following, but that didn’t stop her.
Lorraine was, as some would say it, plain. I hated to admit it, but there were times when I caught myself wondering why I was with her.
I was no catch either. I wasn’t pulling in all the women but compared to Lorraine. I was the better half.
Lorraine had blue eyes, which, if I have to say, was her best feature. She always plastered her face with makeup and dressed like she had it going on body-wise.