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My Potions Partner – Part 1 – (A Hogwarts Erotica)

It started innocent enough – our relationship was strictly platonic at first. I was talented in many areas but studying hard was never my thing. Thats when I slowly became more and more aware of you – the cutest girl in my Potions class and the one who knew the book inside and out.

Over the next few months I chatted you up whenever I could, trying to get your help with each subsequent test. Learning about how different ingredients had different properties and why. Just a few questions in class slowly became study dates back in one of our dorm rooms without our house.

Today’s study session though, was about to go much differently than I ever expected….

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We sit at the old wooden table in the corner of my large bedroom. Despite its small doorway in, the spacious area I had for my living quarters was magically expanded than it seemed on the outside.

Since my talents were strongest in Conjuration and Alteration magicks, I continued summoning up snacks for us to eat that tasted better than anything youve had prior. We continue diving deeper into our most recent lesson, as I listen to your deep insights on our most recent lesson. Read more »

Lost Bet [MFF]

Darkness was falling as Marie entered the club. Her stilettos and miniskirt sparkling as the lights glinted off of the rhinestones. Her stepbrother asked her to meet him here. The card he had given her got her past the doorman. Once inside she handed the card to the Hostess. The Hostess dressed in a black dress so tight that it made Marie blush just smiled and said “Let’s get you ready for Justin”. She led her to a room and indicated she undress…put on the robe behind the door. “But…isn’t this a dance club?” she stammered. “No, but Justin will explain…just do as we ask…we are doing what he requested.” And the Hostess left.

Marie looked around and realized that this room had multiple lockers so it must be common for the club to have guests change. She put on the robe and everything was in the locker. “Hello, I am Agnes and you must be Marie. Follow me please.” Agnes turned down the hall and led Marie into a room with mirrors on all the walls. “Please stand on the pedestal. Would you like a glass of wine?” Agnes asked. Marie nodded her acceptance and went to the pedestal. A team of people swarmed in and her robe disappeared. Marie tried to protest but they kept saying this is what Justin requested. Finally, she just let them groom her. She had never had anyone trim her pussy before or massage scented lotion into her skin. She noticed that it left little sparkles. Her hair and makeup was redone. By her second glass of wine, she was relaxed and used to having hands touch her. Read more »

Sex with my gas station co-worker [Part 2] [M][F]

This is part 2 of the original story posted on my profile. Check out the 1st part if you haven’t already because the story will pick up right where we left off. Otherwise, enjoy!

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I was greeted with quite the eyeful when I creaked the door open. It took a moment for both of us to register what was going on. Ashley initially froze with fear, her finger still halfway in her pussy, dripping with juice and leaking onto the base of the chair she was sitting on. When she realized the situation half a second later, she immediately closed her legs and pulled her top back down, in an attempt to cover herself up. Her freckled cheeks were flushed red. I quickly stepped out of the backroom, practically falling backwards as I swung the door closed. “Holy shit!” I thought to myself, as a I leaned on the outside of door, now knowing on the other side Ashley was sitting with her lacy thong around her ankles. I had walked into something I really shouldn’t have. I’ve practically never said a word to this girl I see everyday, and my first actual interaction with her ended with me walking in on her playing with herself! If she didn’t hate my guts before, she certainly does now. Read more »

Can I Call You Daddy? [21F/42M] Step-Father Seduction (Part 1)

The country road was dark with not a street lamp in sight. A quick look at her phone told her it was just past 1AM. The light helped to illuminate her path, so she kept it on. She’d just spent the night out with her girlfriends, and they’d dropped her off down the street from her home since everything easily woke up everything else in the rural silence.

She had just come back from college to stay with her mom and her new “step-father”, which was kind of a joke. She hadn’t even known about him until her mother called her just a few days before returning home. “I finally met the one, Carly!” She’d said it as if she should be happy for her, as if she were expecting some kind of congratulations. But all Carly could do was think about how long this one would actually last, despite the quickie marriage.

She tried to stay quiet as she opened up the back door of the home, a loud creak still coming through despite her slow efforts. Once the door was closed, she turned to start tiptoeing her way through the kitchen and into the living room to the stairs and to her room. The floorboards in this old house were not helpful in her efforts to remain stealthy. Read more »

Just roommates, right? Part 6 [MF]

After an intense few days with my roommates, I decide to head to my girlfriend’s for a reprieve. She wont be back from work for an hour or so but said she was happy for me to chill out there. I was hesitant as I really dislike her housemate. She’s one of those fake people who have no discernible talent, but feel entitled to judge others. When she goes on one of her pretentious rants I can’t help but look back at her in derision. My girlfriend reassured me she’d be out for the night, so I was happy for me to enter with my spare key.

I get in after an average day at work, and leave my bag in my girlfriend’s room. I head into the bathroom to shower and freshen up, but just before I can turn the tap on my phone buzzes. It’s L messaging me on snapchat.

*I’ve missed you over the last couple days. Buuut I have been keeping busy :P* Read more »

“Not Proud of Banging the Forbidden”

All of my stories are written and posted with the inspirations approval. This is for you, Princess.

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Every woman has a slut inside of her waiting to be awoken. For you, it took nine months of dating your boyfriend, Mark, and considering yourself fulfilled until you realized you were only content. Settling, instead of thriving.

But everything changed in one night. All it took was hearing your friend and roommate, Lisa, in the throes of her own orgasms from the room across the hall. Her boyfriend, Andrew, was over that night, and up until now you hadn’t thought much about him. He was your boyfriend Mark’s best friend, who you had set up with Lisa a few months previously. You never thought anything sexual about him, but tonight it felt like a switch got flicked on your brain. A little voice that whispered in your ear “Why does she get to moan like that? Why didn’t I make those sounds just now while having drunken sex with my boyfriend?”

And once your hand found it’s way to your clit and you felt how wet you were, that right there was the moment your inner slut woke up. Read more »

(Story Request) Girlfriend throws me a surprise party..with a big surprise!

Hey everyone! I hope this is okay, but I’d like to request a story in case anyone is looking to write.

The story prompt is that my girlfriend happens upon my secret Reddit account full of hotwife and girlfriend sharing porn. Instead of confronting me about it she decides to surprise me by indulging it. Later on, she throws me a birthday party (or something, up to you) with all my best guy friends. She dresses a little more revealing than usual and as the night goes she gets more and more flirty and brazen. You know where it goes from there!

I hope someone finds this interesting, shoot me a message if you do.

Mom’s Birthday Gift

“Morning mom,” Alex called out as he came down the stairs entering the kitchen.

“Hello sweetie, how’s my little birthday boy?” She said looking back to him from the breakfast she was making. He was dressed in a blue sleeveless shirt and some running shorts, a typical “lazy day” outfit for him.

Alex stood in the doorway, forgetting to answer. He was stunned to see that his mom was dressed in a tight white T-shirt and jean shorts that were much tighter, and shorter then he ever remembered seeing her in before. Linda had a slight bend to her, just enough to really make her ass the center of attention as she looked over her shoulder and watched him stand there frozen.

“Earth to Alex?” She giggled

“What? Yes?…or no….good?” He stammered looking for an answer to a question he didn’t remember hearing.

Linda giggled softly again, loving the effect she was having.

“Have a seat and try not to hurt yourself, breakfast is served.”

They sat and ate together while talking about the days plans.

“So I know that Jess had her biking trip this weekend so she’s gonna miss out my ‘birthday festivities’, but wheres dad at?” Alex asked. “I didn’t think he had to work today.” Read more »

[F][NB] Met a stranger at a gas station and let them fill me up…

I hadn’t anticipated how difficult it would be to leave my ex-wife’s bed this morning, but it was. I had woken up at 6AM, my eyes immediately alert to the rising sun, body flushed with anxiety. It had taken hours to fall asleep the night before, but I wasn’t tired. Anticipation will do that to you. While I stared at the ceiling waiting for a more appropriate waking time, my ex-wife slept soundly, dirty blond hair fanning around her cherubic face. The soft fuzz on her cheek glowed in the morning light, and I was tempted to stroke it with the back of my fingers, as I had so many times before, but I didn’t.

We hadn’t shared a bed since we decided to amicably separate – me sleeping in the guest room, her in our bedroom. Formerly our bedroom. At first I thought sleeping without her next to me would be difficult, even though we hadn’t been intimate in years, but I adapted quickly. I did, at times, miss her heat. The night before I moved across the country seemed like a good time for a small ask; one last shared night in our (her) bed. I would have enough time to sleep alone. She, angel that she is, of course obliged me. It is her nature to be kind. We got dressed in our pajamas separately, forcing an undoing of our previous unabashed intimacy. Read more »