The Blue Viper Files Part 4 [FF] [MF] [BDSM] [Hypnosis]

**Chapter 4: lyubimaya**

**Betsy**

*You feel her tongue gliding over your tummy, her hot saliva cooling you as the tongue trails down, down, down. Down to your palace, to your heaven, to your pussy. You arch yourself, all of you opening, you bloom at her touch, unfurling on the bed. Legs spread. Arms sprawl. Head tilts. Moans escape. There is nothing left in you other than what she puts inside. You are empty, and she is everything. You are a desert, and she is a garden. You are parched, and she is wet.*

*The first slip of her tongue is creation itself. It’s lightning and rain. It’s green upon green, your garden ripe and running with juice down your legs. For years your body has been a barren place, a place of pain and coarse sand running down your spine. Now your pleasure is a waterfall. You found an oasis with a blue viper, but it led you to Eden. Eve is waiting for you.*

*Or perhaps she’s Lilith.*

My older professor [M] ate my pussy and ass [F] In his office in exchange for a good grade

While in undergrad, I ended up in a necessary phylogeny course that was incredibly difficult. I was a good student but this course was well known to be very hard to pass unless you spent a lot of time studying. About half way through the course, I started to struggle as my grade worsened so I emailed my professor to see what I could do to get on a better standing.

This particular professor was about 15 years older than me (I was 20 at the time) and was incredibly intelligent. He was actually a professor of ornithology but ended up taking on this particular class as a favor to another professor so he had a huge class load that particular semester and couldn’t possibly know all of his students.

He was about my height, had long thick dark hair that was always up in a disheveled man bun and a nice thick beard/facial hair to match. He had a lovely dad bod but was incredibly strong and radiated confidence. He was goofy and approachable yet I hadn’t spoken a word to him since the semester started due to how big the class was.

Date Night Threesome

Jeff and Nancy stopped by their local bar for a nightcap after the movie they just enjoyed. It was a romantic comedy with a very steamy love scene in the middle of it. Jeff had his arm around his wife at the time and he could feel her starting to stroke his leg and move up to his hardening dick. Obviously she was enjoying the scene as well. She loosened his zipper and reached between the layers of his underwear to reach the prize: A nice, stiff dick. She gently stroked it and watched intently.

A new hotel opened close to their house. It was considered a five-star hotel and catered to the upper class in their large city. The hotel was also known for a spectacular bar and restaurant. They sat at the bar enjoying wine for her and a good bourbon for him. They looked around and admired the very nice woodwork and interior decoration. They recognized several famous people.

As Nancy looked around she noticed a very attractive woman across the room sitting by herself. She giggled from the effects of the wine and nodded toward the woman. Jeff looked over and smiled. Nancy breathed huskily, “Now there’s the type of woman I wouldn’t mind doing it with.” His erection returned immediately.

The Wedding Night [FF] [Romance] [Intimate] [First Time] [Long]

I’ve waited a very long time for this. Almost too long. But every second was worth it.

I met Linda through a friend of mine, and we’ve been together since a few months after then. It’s been three years, and now I was going to marry her.

We’re both virgins, but not the oblivious kind. At the time we met, we were both open lesbians but had never had any interest in sex with some random women. Just saving it for the right time I guess.

Well, the right time was tonight, and we were both severely sexually frustrated the entire day. This had been happening in the previous months leading up to the wedding, but we “took care of it” you could say. We often masturbated on the phone with each other to soothe our sexual needs for the time being. It didn’t exactly count as sex, as we didn’t really dirty talk to each other. We talked about spending nights together, falling asleep in each other’s arms, cuddling. And after these phone calls, we talk. About anything. Work, family, friends, movies and tv, etc.

Clementina, Part IX [erotic horror, body horror, monster, tentacle, anal, lactation, MFFF, incest(m/s,s/s)]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY SEX, EXTREME ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION AND MORE.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

This story assumes you have read all previous eight parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

I appreciate all your comments and feedback in the comments section and read every one of them. Thank you!

This story begins immediately after Part VIII ends.

Thanks.

Clementina, Part IX

Chapter 2: Symbiosis (continued)

I was awakened the next morning by a knock on the hotel room door and the thickly accented call of “housekeeping!” Clementina still lay beside me, her head on the pillow, her hair on my chest.

I sighed. I was content. Clementina had succeeded. I did love her in a very special way.

Beg for Your Job | [MF] [Degradation] [Blackmail] [Handjob] [Blowjob] [Anal] [Anal Creampie] [non-con]

*hey guys! this is my first time posting a story, I hope you all enjoy it! if you like it please upvote or leave a comment, or even message me if you wanna chat or have ideas for another story.*

*TRIGGER WARNING: This story does contain some quite brutal subject matters, such as misogyny and forced sex. Please do not read if these topics make you uneasy or upset. Every character is over the age of 18 and I do not condone the acts portrayed.*

‘Hey, Michelle. Can you come up to my office for a sec?’ I smiled. ‘Gotta sort out some issues with your payroll.’

The brunette looked up from the reception desk, puzzled. ‘My payroll?’

‘Yeah. There’s been a glitch in the system. IT are fixing it as we speak, but I just need to sort out your details.’

She didn’t move. She had been in a conversation with another woman, a blonde bimbo now awkwardly looking at her feet. Sofia? Sara? Sasha? Fuck it, I couldn’t remember her name. All these bitches looked the same to me.

‘You *do* wanna get paid on time this month, don’t you?’ I said, ‘C’mon. I won’t keep you long. I promise.’

[Cuckold] [bi] I crave my wife’s first husband’s cock

*Tl;dr: I am a bi-curious married man. My wife is aware. I have not cheated on her and she knows that, too. But my urges are directed at the man she most detests – her abusive ex-husband. And my urges are growing harder to control.*

When I was a young unmarried man I had sexual experiences with other guys. Frequently. I began dating women in college and eventually married a woman, began living as straight. I do not now think of myself as gay despite my history. I do, I admit, have sexual fantasies that involve other men, mainly of a cuckold nature. I avoid gym showers because I become erect around other naked men.

My wife was briefly married (and divorced) before she met me. She describes her ex as aggressive and abusive. She has confided in me that sometimes when he wanted sex and she didn’t, she was the victim of marital rape. She never told this to anyone else; their divorce was “amicable”. Fortunately they had no children. He’s still in town and I have met him a few times. He has no animosity toward me. I was never his competition – they broke up before I appeared on the scene. But he doesn’t respect me, either. I am visibly, and by reputation, a soft, gentle man, not half the macho jackass he is.

[MMF] The Annoying Little Sister (part 2)

You can find part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mew0mc/mmf_the_annoying_little_sister/)

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Tyler sat on the bed next to Jacob’s little sister, Sadie, as she gleefully batted her eyelashes at him. He had just seen her and Otto fooling around, his hands on her bared breasts and now it seemed like she had turned her sights on him. He tried to ignore her but he could feel her eyes boring into him. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore and confronted her. “What?” He said in an unamused tone.

Sadie giggled at his reaction. “Well~. I was just wondering. Are you an ass guy or a boobs guy?” Tyler’s eyes went wide and his face went wide with embarrassment at the sudden lewd question. It reminded him of the eyeful of her breasts that he had just gotten.

“*Ahem* Shouldn’t you be more modest about that?” He replied and tried to look stern but failed spectacularly.

“Come on~ I’m just curious.” Next to him Sadie’s elbows began to touch and squeezed her breasts together until they threatened to spill out. She shook her hips from side to side, wiggling her cute little butt like a cat about to pounce on its prey. Tyler noticed every one of these little actions and figured that if he didn’t answer she would probably get more bold.

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 3] [M][F]

This is the 3rd part of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the other two parts if you haven’t already because the story picks up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I was holding her in the air in my arms, her legs wrapped around my back and my hands clenching her legs. I made my way towards the same backroom where I caught her playing with herself weeks ago. I knew damn well this girl was just trouble, but that didn’t stop me. The smell of that rose perfume and her constant whispers of how wet she was were enough to send my body on autopilot. While I held her, she wouldn’t stop giggling. It was sexy and turned me on even more. She kissed my neck and played with my hair as I made my way to the backroom. The hinge squeaked loudly as I kicked it open. I ran through and heard the door shut behind me. I immediately lied her down softly on the folding table in the room. As she lay there she stared at me with those deep blue eyes like she did many a time, but on this instance, she was seducing me.