* I’m gotten myself into *Dungeons and Dragons* for two reasons. The first being a way to improve one’s writing skills along with a great way to make some friends. So I get myself the Dungeon Master’s Guild and Player’s handbook and read them religiously.
* While reading one of these books at lunch, I noticed a random guy come over to me and ask.’ You’re into *Dungeons and Dragons* also?’ I tell him yes, and he tells me he’s been writing a single-player campaign and wants to get the ball rolling. I’m instantly interested and ask him what the campaign is? He tells me that it’s about a generic sword-wielding badass going on crazy adventures.
* I tell him I’d love to play that type of campaign. All I’m going to need is a time and date were going to start. He then writes something down on a piece of paper and hands it with a written address, time, and date to begin our campaign. The day arrives. I head over to the house address on the piece of paper, go up to the main entrance door and give it three knocks. Nothing happens at first, and then the door opens, revealing a chocolate goddess on earth. The woman in front of me had giant tits that could feed a nation in a pink t-shirt and skin-tight sweatpants that showed off her wide hips that would put those venus figures to shame. She also had an amethyst pixie cut that dropped to her neck. Before she could notice me staring at her body, I looked at her face to see she was looking at me with her beautiful brown eyes with an enthusiastic smile on her face.
* ‘Are you Ethan’s friend?’ I told her that i was Ethan’s friend and I was here for a game of **Dungeons and Dragons*. ‘*Oh, that’s wonderful; come on inside.” the woman said. I followed her into the house while gazing at her double-checked-up ass. She gave me a quick tour of the place, told me her name was Vanessa and stopped in front of Ethan’s say to say to him that I was here. Vanessa then asks Ethan and me if we wanted some food and drinks. We both say yes, and she disappears into another room. After that, Ethan sat me down at the table he set up in his room for our campaign, giving me a simple backstory about my character and the world he inhabits.
* After a monster-slaying campaign and being an absolute badass, Ethan took a break from it to recharge. I head into the kitchen, getting myself something to drink from the fridge, and low and behold, Vanessa happens to be in the kitchen as well and asks me, “How’s your game with Ethan going?” A bit hesitant, but tell her that campaign’s going great so far. Vanessa says she’s happy Ethan and I are having fun and asks me how I got into *Dungeons and Dragons.*
* Tell her that it helps socializing with people and a tool to improves one’s writing. “You’re a writer?” Vanessa asks, “What kind of stuff do you write?’ My face lights up as I tell her I’ve started writing erotica. A bit perplexed, Vanessa asks me what type of erotica I write. I tell her they’re scenarios between a young man and an older woman (basically Milf erotica), which are consensual, along with keeping them to myself. Vanessa tells me that she once read some adult literature in her kindle or a novel and said she’d be interested in reading my work. I sent them to her email, and we part ways.
* Days later, I’m jogging through the neighborhood only to see Vanessa in a plain white t-shirt and blue yoga pants on her porch reading a novel happens to notice me running around the area and calls me over. I head over to the house, leaning on the fence, sweating bullets to say hi. ‘I didn’t know you were into jogging.” Vanessa said, ‘I go out for a good run every day of the week. Do you do it too,’ I asked her? She tells me that she’d occasionally go out got a jog whenever it was nice out. I know that it’s a perfect day to go out jogging and asked her if she wanted to go out for a run with me. Vanessa says yes, gets on her running shoes, and we start heading to the local park.
* Vanessa and I are at the Park and start jogging down one of the many paths. When running, it was nearly impossible not to notice Vanessa’s huge tits bouncing up and down as she ran through one of the park’s heavily forested pathways. Hours later, we decided to rest on a conveniently placed park bench. While sitting down, catching our breath, Vanessa tells me that she liked the erotica I sent to her a few days ago. I tell her that I’m glad she liked them. Vanessa then tells me that she’s thrilled that Ethan has been making friends, especially after a messy divorce. I wince while saying to her, “That’s horrible what Ethan had to go through. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy.” Vanessa talks about Ethan being in a dark place since the divorce and how I helped him.
* I tell her that I’m glad I made a positive impact on him. She then leans and kisses me on the cheek. My face turned red, and I got an erection so hard I thought my pants were going to rip. Vanessa was shocked to see that I was erect but not at all put off by it. “Oh my goodness, you’re so hard right now, and it’s pretty big too.’ Vanessa puts her hand on my cock and strokes it while telling me. “while reading your erotic, I noticed that you have a thing for older women, despite housewives that want a young bull deep inside them, and I’m one of them.”
* Vanessa then pulled down my shorts, revealing my hardened cock to the whole world. (Luckily, there was no one around to see this happening.) Vanessa then tells me. “The thing that turns me on? It’s fucking in public. the freedom felt when allowed to fuck wherever and whenever you want is so fucking hot.” Vanessa tells me as she begins sucking my cock and fondled my balls. The dick-sucking continues for a few minutes while doing my best not to nut instantly. Vanessa then uses her tongue to lick the tip of my dick like an ice-cream cone making it even harder not to cum. I place my hand on Vanessa’s head and force my cock down her throat. I keep this up while Vanessa makes noticeable gagging noises, and I finally nut in her mouth. Vanessa took my dick out of her mouth, showing me a mouthful of cum and saliva. Vanessa than gets takes off her shirt, unveiling her huge tits, puts them around my cock, and starts tit-fucking the shit out of me. ‘You like my big tits around your hard throbbing dick?’ Vanessa asked. “Yeah. I love your huge tits around my cock, and I want you to continue tit-fucking me. The tit-fucking continued until I climaxed for the second time but on Vanessa’s tits instead of in her mouth.
* Vanessa gets off the bench, turns around, and says to me, “You can’t keep your eyes off this big juicy ass.” She then tells me to lay down with my back on the bench seat and begins to pull down her yoga pants, showing me her naked ass, then gets on the bench and sits on my face along with sucking my dick a second time. I grab Vanessa’s ass licking her pussy like there was no tomorrow. “Oooh baby, you eat that pussy up so good. Please keep it up.” Vanessa said in a lustful tone. Vanessa got off the bench, turned her body around, and positioned herself that her pussy would align with my cock. Our genitals merged, made a noise on par with string macaroni, and Vanessa made the most heavily moaning noises I’ve had the pleasure of hearing. “Oh god. it’s deep in me.” Vanessa said as if she said while shuddering. I noticed that Vanessa began shivering slightly. I asked if she was alright? Vanessa tells me that she was ok just that she hasn’t done this in a while. She then slowly rides me with the faint huffing and moaning, but over time the riding got a bit faster, more intense and Vanessa’s moaning get louder with each ride until I shot a hot load into her womb. I then start pounding Vanessa doggy style on the bench. The sound of wet flesh hitting wet flesh filled the air as she moaned. ‘Oh yes, keep pounding my fat ass with your hard cock.” While thrusting, her pussy got tighter and tighter as if she wanted me to cum inside her another time, and I finally do just that. Shooting another warm load into her one final time, she moaned, ‘Oh fuck!’ as my children filled her womb. Cum starts dripping on the ground. Vanessa is shivering a bit but is satisfied, says to me, “Oh baby, I fucking love you.” and gets on her knees one final time licking off all the cum off my dick like it was melting ice cream. Vanessa then says to me, “we should defiantly do this again.” “Yeah, this was fun. I’d love to blow your back out like that again.” I told her.
Category: eroticliterature
Sexican Beauties Part 1: The Contact [FF] [Series] [Lesbian] [Action] [Espionage]
Hey guys! I’m trying out a new series and I wanna know what you guys think. If this does well, I’ll continue on with it. If not, then oh well.
Let’s begin.
Plot: Rachel, a white American woman, is recruited as part of an all female Mexican spy agency whose goal is to take down the most dangerous criminal in all of Mexico, codenamed May. She feels like an outsider among a group of well skilled individuals, as she doesn’t share their culture, but finds later on that they’re not so different from her.
Sleeping your way to the top has never been easier…
Part 1
Living in Washington my whole pre-adult life, I had gotten used to the wetness and cold of that place. Mexico was quite the opposite, and it was miserable. The best part? I was gonna be here a while. Perhaps the rest of my life if this got dangerous enough. I wasn’t going to let that happen, however. Although I always carried a gun on me, as required, I never planned to use it. I’ve been told I have a certain sexual charm that I intended to use. Sure, people like money, fame, power. But people will do the craziest things for sex. Me among them.
Maid of honor gets revenge on bride by fucking groom during reception [MF] [cuckqueen] [blowjob] [facial]
Cynthia wants a memorable wedding. As the maid of honour, Jessica intends to make that happen. Jessica has been planning for months on how to make her best friend’s wedding unforgettable, and the day has finally come. Sitting in her chair next to the bride, Jessica can hardly contain herself. She has to sit through Cynthia’s dad’s speech first. She couldn’t help but wiggle in her chair. Her panties were tight enough to rub against her clit when she moved her hips. When the father of the bride was done with his speech there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. The groom then stood up and took the microphone, shaking his father-in-law’s hand with a look in his eye that promised he would love and cherish Cynthia forever. The groom’s speech was more whimsical but ended with a heartfelt declaration of love to his bride. As he ended his speech, Jessica sprung up from her chair.
“Don’t sit down yet, Michael,” Jessica says to the groom as she takes the mic from him.
A bit confused, Michael whispers, “Right here Jessica? In front of everyone?” Jessica nods yes to him.
Imaginary Fuckbuddy, Part 2 (MF)
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James took a deep breath, trying to calm his still racing heart. Just minutes before, he had had the best sex of his life, and was still trying to recover. However, there was one problem: the woman he had just fucked wasn’t real.
Instead, she was made up, a figment of his incredibly bored, lonely, and horny mind created to try and alleviate his stress and general negative outlook on his life as it was. He had initially been terrified when she showed up, thinking at first that she was a person trying to rob him, and then a hallucination from some bad food.
However, she had convinced him (or rather, he had convinced himself) that she was just a product of his idle and lustful mind, made to fill the void in his life until he could find some friends or a girlfriend to fill it more permanently. She was simply a stop-gap measure, in a way. However, he couldn’t wait for her to return.
My First Nightclub [18F] [FFM] (Part 1 of 2)
I was eighteen and I had just graduated high school. I could do whatever I wanted. That was what I thought. I was free. Finally, after being under the thumb of “adults” and the tight belt of rules and regulations. I was done with all that, I thought, of any sort. I would do anything and everything I wanted now. But, I didn’t exactly know what I was inviting in when I took on that mindset, especially when it would be combined with my girls on that particular night.
At the corner store on a perfectly warm summer weekend evening, I met up with my best friend who lived nearby, Jessica. Neither of us had a car yet, but in the city it didn’t really matter. Public transportation was like second nature, stepping on the subway, riding the rails, zigzagging through the deep mazes of the underground. Once you got past the smells and the very strange types of people to wander through the cars, it was great. In many ways, it symbolized my freedom.
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.1
I smiled as I saw my childhood pal Don Heaton drive past, going to his evening part-time job, just as he should be. I checked the tablet I had with me again. Yep, my little video was still there. The other day I saw Don’s mom, Amanda Nicole Heaton was at home, and the man I got her kissing at the front and going down on, complete with tits out, was NOT the man she lived with, of that I was sure. Amanda Nicole Heaton’s common-law ‘husband’ worked 2nd shift he wouldn’t be home until midnight, and her child, Don, would not be home until about 9:30PM. PERFECT.
I mostly hung out with Don thru high-school because had a big house, generous ‘parents’, & his Mom was utterly gorgeous. Some of the guys say his mom was 15 or so when she had Don, so Mrs. Amanda Nicole Heaton couldn’t be over 40. We were 18 now, so my personal bet in our cash pool for her was age 34. She was maybe an inch shorter than my 5ft. 8”/173cm frame in those heels she always wore, with dirty-blonde hair, big breasts, thicc hips and a flat tummy. Amanda Nicole Heaton had a sexy MILF body I intended to enjoy.
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.2
2
“well based on the lingerie I see, you and the hubby certainly have an active sex life.” I said with a lewd grin. Amanda Nicole Heaton was topless but still wearing her yoga pants. “Oh look, wet spot.” I said, pointing at her crotch. My prey blushed, so I tossed the satin and lace Cami PJ’s I dug out on the bed between us and said “Change into those, I want a little fashion show.” And moved the chair over, having a seat.
If Amanda Nicole Heaton didn’t feel embarrassed and humiliated before, she certainly felt it now. After all this, she was being made to parade in front of her torturer like some damn piece of meat. But again, she knew she had little choice. The Cami PJ’s were skimpy and she be blushed as she stood, twirled, and bent over in front of naked torturer. She noticed that his dick was getting erect again, and that could only mean one thing.
Seeing the MILF pose for me in lingerie was nice. She was currently bent over the bed, one foot on the floor, one knee on the bed, looking back at me. I stepped over, and tugging on the bottoms I said “let’s keep the top, but trust me you won’t be needing these…”
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.3
3
I woke up Wednesday with a severe boner, apparently from anticipation. Noting that it was nearly 10AM, I texted “Clear your late afternoon, you’ll be busy after 4” and then sat down to a leisurely breakfast.
Sarah was thankful her phone was on silent, as she had been enjoying having her man spooned up to her, and it wasn’t until he got up to make breakfast for her that she saw the text, spoiling her mood. She decided she was going to enjoy her day and deal with that later, damn him, and deleted the text.
I figured on no response, so I sent another that I knew would get at least a reaction. “Something in a box for you on back porch. You’ll be wearing it later.” I had spent the day off doing more than making her send pics, as Sarah Connor was about to discover.
Sarah Connor almost exclaimed “Oh Shit!” aloud before catching herself. Thankfully the BF was not in the room. She made an excuse to keep the shades closed, and after an admittedly great breakfast of eggs and bacon, she was just able to see thru the window the corner flap of a box.
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.4
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It was nearly 10PM and I was finishing up some online school work and a university app when I got the text. ‘Danny…this has to stop.’ It read. ‘when did u plan 2 stop with lover-boy?’ I sent back.
Amanda Nicole sighed. Don was in his room, doing schoolwork, and her boyfriend wouldn’t be home for another hour. “Danny, please,” she texted, “You know this must end, I’m begging you.”
Acknowledging she was right would give her power, and that wasn’t going to happen, yet I knew I had to give her a glimmer of hope, because she was getting very desperate. ‘tomorrow’ I simply texted, and tossed the phone aside.
***
Amanda Nicole’s boyfriend gave her a quick kiss and was out the door. He was off to the gym for a morning workout with his guys, and he would meet her for lunch. She was having real pangs of guilt as of late. It was one thing to be forced to give up her body as she was doing, but it was something altogether worse to be enjoying it. She hadn’t offered herself to him for more than a week, and it was all due to her own personal greed. But she kept a good face for him, letting him squeeze her butt and breasts before he left.
CONSEQUENCES, Pt.5
Pt. 5
I smiled at how she cracked the door at my approach. She was anticipating me, just as I had hoped. “Open that door wide, and don’t move” I said. I then held the door as this gorgeous fully naked MILF stood there waiting on me, totally blushing. Yet her nipples stood erect. “Cold in there I see.” I finally said.
“Danny…” Amanda Nicole whined. It was embarrassing to be made to stand there like meat on display, which she was. Thankfully, after a moment more, he stepped in. She felt trashy and aroused, but pushed the thought out, at least as much as she could. Amanda Nicole found herself suppressing a smile at what was to come.
Was it me, or did I almost see a smile? I briefly thought. Normally I would ask, but ‘the little head was doing thinking’ at t the moment, so I waltzed on in. If this was to be the “Last She-Bang” then I was dressed for the occasion, that being a nice pair of pleated pants, properly tucked button down shirt and the like. “OK woman, glad to see you understand your place. Now undress me, and fold & place those clothes properly.”