[M]orning Wakeup Call [m/f] [wetpussy][true story] [nsfw]

I slip under your sheets, feeling your warm body against mine as I slowly slip off your panties. You start to wake as my tongue glides slowly up your inner thigh and my hands explore your curves.

You moan softly as my hot breath teases your clit, still half sleeping but still enjoying the sensation. I spread your legs wide and kneel between your legs. My right hand spreads your pussy lips wide as I slide my warm, wet tongue from your ass to your wetting slot to your budding clit.

As I glide from your ass hole to your clit, my tongue slips deep inside your pussy and I taste your delicious sweet pussy as it wets my lips. The wetness of you and the taste drives me wild and I grip Your ass tightly as I flick my tongue back and forth, back and forth across your clit. Faster and faster.

More alert and awake now, you reach down and press my head into your pussy as I lick you wildly. I feel your nails digging into my scalp as I tease your tender clit and it makes me go harder.

The Business Deal – Part 12 – [MF][MF][Seduction][Cheating][Non-Consensual Consent][Swapping]

Two parts today as I went over character limit for a post and wanted to give this entire chapter.

Part 12

Descent.

Tami walked into the main living room and saw the others laughing with drinks in their hands.

“Tami! Thought maybe you had lost your way for a second,” Michael said.

“No, just looking through my purse for something, so I needed a minute.”

“Well let me get you something to drink.”

“That sounds great, thank you. Whatever is strong.” Tami didn’t want to go through this sober. Maybe if she had enough the events would be a little blurry later. She was also trying hard to be Party Girl Tami, not Married to Wonderful Jon Tami. It was mostly working as Michael returned.

Michael gave her a drink and it was strong. She downed it within a couple of minutes and got another.

“Easy there girl, I didn’t go easy on that one. Don’t want to have you fall asleep too early,” Michael said.

“Then you don’t know me all that well. It will take a few of these to knock me out.”

The Trade [MF][Dom/Reluctant Sub] Part 5

All characters are 18+. Please leave your comments and feedback below! Thanks!

**P.S.** the bold and italicized text is someone, usually almost exclusively, Kate’s thoughts, but can also be external actions. Let me know if the story is readable or if more spacing or formatting would help.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkj82a/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nkzeun/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nlko16/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nm128h/the_trade_mfdomreluctant_sub_part_4/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Here is the background. This is a fictional story.

**Kate**: *F23. Main female of the story. 5’5″, b cup, slender, perfect ass. Feisty, irritable, playful at times, defensive, sexy, vanilla with subpar past sexual partners. Jen’s slightly older sister.*

**Jack**: *M25. Main male of the story. 6’0″, athletic, womanizer-type, suave, confident, amazing lover.*

**Jen**: *F22. Kate’s younger sister. 5’6″, c cup, slender, not as good as Kate’s ass. Typical, slutty, yet romanticizes too much.*

**Setting**: *Kate’s apartment*

——————————————————————————————————————————–

****Knock, knock****

Kate nervously shifted her bare feet, walking from her kitchen towards her front door to answer it. She was simply dressed in a slightly oversized gray sweatshirt with a light blue thong and a white bra underneath. It made it like as though she was bottomless, though she wasn’t. She made it to the door, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened it.

5974 Beautiful Bursts of Semen

5974 Beautiful Bursts of Semen
His love is for me,
His thick cock is for me.
His beautiful bursts of semen
and all his intense joy,
all this, my lover brings me.
When we are apart,
my sexual worship becomes digital.
God Bless iPhone technology!
Five hundred miles distant, I can see
my lover stroke his glorious erection,
enjoy him squeezing his balls,
as he moans and comes for me,
all this, my lover brings me.
And I save my best orgasms,
And I save my best joy,
And I save my cash,
And I save my ambitions,
And I save my best love,
to share with the man I love.
Do not imagine for one moment
he is the only man who comes for me.

Many boys shoot cream for me, lovely
boys
in 40 nations.

Google says I have…
5793 followers in 40 nations.
Each boy jacking his happy cock,
gushing his cream, watching my videos.
Each boy uses his imagination.
And I am all for that!
These lovely boys, all 5793 of them,
need and deserve exquisite orgasms,
just as much as my own sweet lover.
And I am glad to help.
With all these facts in mind, I
encourage
each one of my followers,
and all the homosexual men
who have no need to follow me….

Laundry Day [Oral] [Creampie]

     You are folding laundry, wearing a tank top and cute little shorts that barely cover your ass cheeks. I come up behind you wrapping my arms around your waist and begin softly kissing your neck. I whisper “I want you” in your ear before nibbling on your earlobe. My right hand moves into your short, teasing your lips and clit while my left hand moves to under your shirt to squeeze your tit and tease your nipple. You squirm under my touch, grinding your ass into me.

     You turn to face me, kissing me passionately. You sink to your knees, pulling my shorts down as you do to reveal my semi erect cock. You lift it in your right hand, licking from the base to the tip as you massage my balls with your left hand. Swiftly you begin sucking me taking half of my length into your hot mouth and pausing to lick and suck the head. It isn’t long before you have my entire cock down your throat, pressing your nose against my stomach and holding it there until you cough and gag. My hands move to your head to guide your pace and soon I am fucking your hot mouth and throat.

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2 [cuckold] [bisexual]

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 2

Disclaimer: Sexual content, including bisexual and light BDSM. Copywrite Justthesun.

CHAPTER 2

I woke up to the sound of the alarm on my phone going off, but sounding as though it was far away. I opened one eye enough to see a little sunlight streaming in through a slit in the curtains and reached over to the nightstand to turn off the alarm. My hand fumbled on the nightstand not finding it, a feeling of panic came over me as I swept my hand across the top of the nightstand then sat up. The phone wasn’t there but I could see the clock and it was well past seven in the morning, I was almost an hour late waking up.

I jumped out of bed searching for my phone as I listened for the alarm going off to try to find it, “Kim, wake up. Kim,” she opened her eyes just a smidge and yawned looking in my direction.

“Good morning babe. What are you doing,” she asked watching me, nude, dancing around flinging covers.

“We’re late and I can’t find my phone,” I said, causing her to sit straight up in bed as though her pillow had just shocked her.

(M/F) Make me

You sit quietly, listening only part of the time the conversation around yourself. You look around at those sitting around the table. Anne catches your eye, seeming sympathetic to the boredom she must sense in my expression. You cross your legs and smile back, looking down at your hand running across the napkin in your lap.

He seems intensely interested in the subject at hand. He’s not given you as much as a single glance for what seems like ages. You find yourself wishing you had stayed at home. Why bother? These are his friends. Anne is nice enough, but the other couple…you can’t even remember their names.

You excuse yourself and walk slowly to the restroom, lingering in front of the mirror, checking your lipstick and pulling at your sweater. You stand there, waiting. A group of women walk in, laughing and talking excitedly amongst themselves, and you push your way out the door as they take over the small room.

The View [stag/vixen] [hotwife]

The view is incomparable from here. I’m sitting at the
end of a king sized bed with my back against the headboard and my legs fully
extended at about a 45-degree angle to each other. My wife is laying on her
back between my legs with her head resting on lap. Her expression is one that
is difficult to express in words. I wish I could show you a picture. As she
gazes lovingly up at me, I can sense her passion, her love, and her complete
trust. As I look down into her eyes, I smile and she mouths the words, “I love
you.”

Her face contorts just a bit. She arches her eyebrows,
closes her eyes, bites the right side of her lower lip and releases a short,
soft moan. I slowly look up and my eyes take in the quickened rise and fall of
her B-cup breasts as her breathing cadence accelerates. Her areolas, normally
the size of half dollars, have shrunken up to the size of quarters and her
nipples are firmly erect. Looking up a little further, I note that she has
arched up her hips to meet the tongue of my one of my oldest and closest
friends from college. Her legs are spread inside of mine and her feet are flat
on the edge of the mattress, giving her the leverage to lift her soft, rounded
ass off of the bed and press her untrimmed pussy against his mouth.

After a long time [M/F]

You’re home alone and you ask me to bring food, we haven’t met in a long time now, and we both are longing for each other, but neither of us wants to admit it. I just sit and admire you from a distance while you carry on with your chores. After a while you come to me and ask me for a hug, we hug and I feel it. Your phermones enter my head and make my brain foggy, you ask me to hug you tighter and now I can feel your soft tender breasts, against my chest, the sick sweet smell of your hair mixed with the smells of your body make me go crazy, all I can think now is of stripping you naked and giving you the fuck you deserve. You let go of me, I’m disappointed for just a split second, but I back off. You hold my shirt by the collar and pull my face down, cupping my jaw line and feeling it with another hand, you kiss me like never before. I’ve missed this, and I kiss you back deep. Lips and then tongues you make me go crazy, you make me go hard. You rip open my shirt and start caressing ny chest with your cold bare hands. I squeeze the hell out of your butt while we kiss each other passionately. I am still in the euphoria of the kiss, while I reach and cup your breasts, I squeeze them first gently which is followed by a moan, I do it again a little more pressure and see you shudder. I run my hand over your pussy and you give out another moan, see you turned on, I can’t take it anymore. I pull down your pants, and start to feel your soft warm pussy. I play with your clit, and see you clenching your teeth, the slutty eyes look at me asking for more, more than you can take it, in no time you are shuddering and calling out my name. As my fingers enter you I can feel how wet you’re, you’re embarrassed but not ashamed, you hate to agree it but you want to get off. I look at you and I put two fingers in and you give out another pleasured moan, you tell me to go faster, which I do, I increase the pace and see you reaching the climax, you pull the bedsheets with one hand, and scratch my back with another, occasionally running hand over my dick. You can see the climax and you pull me in for a kiss, but before that you whisper to me don’t stop, we kiss while my fingers continue to go in and out of you, I see your body rising and reaching the climax, your knees shuddering out of control, you give out a very sexy moan and fall back on me, I make you come and you break the kiss while you come, I admire the view and kiss you again. You suck on my fingers like a real whore, and I like it. We kiss passionately while you struggle to stand still, and just stare into each other’s eyes before we go further.

[french translation] (F)j’envoie accidentellement à mon prof (M) un texte qu’il n’aurait jamais dû lire.

Hi,

i read the story (see link) [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgtvza/i_accidentally_send_my_teacher_my_erotica_and_he/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgtvza/i_accidentally_send_my_teacher_my_erotica_and_he/) and loved it !!!

So i translate it in french for the pleasure of french readers… it’s a free translation, i addsome parts, transform some others… enjoy…

Une montée d’adrénaline !!!

Mon cœur bat extrêmement fort dans ma poitrine, alors que je tente de trouver le bouton qui me permettrait d’annuler l’envoi de ce mail…

Mais Dieu est cruel, tout comme M. Thompson, semble-t-il. Nous n’avons le droit d’envoyer qu’un seul mail pour répondre à ce TD et l’horloge indique 23h58… Cela qui signifie que dans quelques heures, il lira ma prose érotique, celle que j’ai écrite sur mon fantasme entre lui et moi, au lieu de lire la dissertation que je devais soumettre pour le cours d’histoire.

“Merde ! merde ! merde ! quelle cruche je fais !!!.”

Mille pensées me traversent l’esprit, je passe en mode panique!! Il va voir ça, il va tout découvrir de mon obsession à son encontre. Le pire, c’est qu’il va penser que je suis une dégénérée fantasmant sur son professeur, la baisant dans son bureau. Mes pensées se bousculent… Il va l’ébruiter dans toute l’université, peut-être même va t’il faire un mot à mes parents !!! Tout le monde le saura. C’est terrible, je ne m’en remettrai jamais.