My boyfriends dad gave me foot and leg massage while I had no panties on
Hey all! I’m glad so many of you enjoyed my last confession. I just wanted to give you an update on how far things have gotten. I hope you enjoy ?
Category: eroticliterature
Enki’s Puzzle Chapter 2 [MF] [inc] [cheat]
*I’ve written this story through chapter 7. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search my name on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*
Previous chapters:
[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/la43a4/enkis_puzzle_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/)
“Goodness gracious, Nicky.” Kate pushed her son away from her. “Ew. You … kissed me with your tongue.” She slapped him across the face. “That’s so, so far beyond the pale.” She watched him turn and run upstairs. “You’re lucky your father isn’t home.” She called after him. Her husband was out with his buddies watching the game. Kate shook her head. What was she going to do with her troublesome eighteen-year-old son?
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I wrote a fantasy about fucking my friend at university while my Dom watches… [FFM] [BDSM] [PART1]
I sat at the table in the library, stretching and sipping on my coffee. Tucked away in the corner on a small table was peaceful and private to revise.
My friend Sasha sat opposite me. She was wearing leggings and a baggy wooly jumper, stretched around the neck showing a hint of her ample cleavage. I looked away and tried to hide my blushing. We were friends in the same course, but she was beautiful with short brown hair and pale skin and I’d had a few fantasies about her, my mind flitted back to a memory when I’d been thinking of her as I’d stroked myself last night. I felt my pussy twitch and knew that if I kept looking at her, my knickers would get very wet.
My phone buzzed and I saw the message from him. He knew I was here with her. Sasha saw me blush and asked who text me. I told her. She let out a little laugh and sat up from her work. She knew all about him, she asked what he wanted.
She leant over and swiped my phone before I realised what she was doing. I tried to act causally and laugh as she read out the text.
Getting caught by Mommy…
The boy always got excited when Mommy went to take her shower each night. He had a little peephole through the door and he could watch her the entire time while playing with his cock.
And just like clockwork Mommy goes to take her shower so being the Pervert that he is the boy proceeds to peeping at his naked Mommy as she showers.
The boy loses his balance and his head hits the door making a loud noise so mommy jumps out of the shower to investigate and catches him in the act with his hard cock hanging out and everything.
The boy blushes and is deeply embarrassed and starts apologizing. Mommy Just Smiles and takes one of her perfect and sexy little size 4 footsies and presses her toes against the boy’s cock and starts stroking it really hard and fast and the boy quickly prematurely ejaculates all over his belly.
Mommy giggles and goes back to her shower…
A first time encounter
A
Stepping out of the cab to my place you are surprised at how nervous you feel. Excited? Yes. Horny? Oh god yes but nervous too. Maybe it’s because this is your first time coming to my place, maybe it’s because you’ve spent so much of today teasing me by text, maybe because I promised “to fuck your brains out”. You know just how horny you have made me today. A series of texts starting at flirtatious and finishing with a pic of your soaking wet fingers has me straining to get to you. So here you are, walking up the path to my house in the outfit I asked you to wear. The towering heels and gorgeous seamed stockings that disappear under your long coat. Only your tiniest, laciest bra and open crotch panties are on and they cover almost nothing. It was a turn on knowing that you could have made the taxi driver’s eyes pop with only a slight parting of your knees but it’s anticipating my reaction to you dropping that coat that has you shivering with excitement. I open the door with a smile and bring you in, stopping to kiss you and inhale your now familiar perfume. The scent of it brings memories flashing back to me of you pressed against a doorframe, skirt over your hips, my face buried in your neck and my fingers deep inside you. You drop the coat with a cheeky smile as I step back to admire you. God you are sexy! I run my eyes up you from the heels that lengthen your slender, stocking clad legs up to those tiny lacy knickers, your dark, trimmed bush visible through the flimsy lace. Up over the gorgeous curves of your hips and waist to your pert breasts, so inviting, your nipples are clear though the bra. Up along the curve of your neck to your wicked smile and bright eyes. I stand for a moment drinking you in, the hunger for you written all over my face. This is what you wanted to see, my desire for you. I tell you to stand exactly where you are and walk to the other end of the hall. As I do you notice I’m holding something black in one hand but can’t quite tell what. I beckon you over and smile as I enjoy watching you sway towards me, your hips swinging. As you approach you can see what I’m holding: a blindfold. I see you notice the blindfold and smile, then I whisper in your ear
[30F] Just imagine this
Imagine this.
Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.
Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?
Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.
Now imagine one week, you’re going over to one of their houses to do this again, just like you have every week for the last 10-15 years. Nothing at all is out of the ordinary.
Farmer’s Daughter goes to Breeding School Ch. 1 [MF] [Breeding] [Exhibition] [Orgy]
Chapter 1: Marci
“What the fuck?” Marci muttered to herself as she looked at the local private-school website. There among the bland, cookie cutter web page was a video displaying a classroom of attentive schoolgirls taking notes while wearing nothing but sheer white micro bikinis. She just stared in total disbelief, thinking for a second that she mistakenly found a porn website.
Marci gazed at the tiny strips of cloth covering the girls’ breasts and groins. The sheer cloth was totally see-through, and the tops weren’t even wide enough to fully cover some of the girls with larger nipples. Marci noticed across their faces was a plethora of varied emotions. The room ranged from expressionless, wide-eyed curiosity, to obvious stress and despair.
They were all watching a twenty-something man fucking the most beautiful blonde girl Marci had ever seen, curled up like a pretzel and getting fucked on a cot set up at the front of the class.
She was looking up to him desperately and pulling him into her. The projector screen behind them was displaying an active sperm sample, and the whiteboards next to the screen were crammed with diagrams and notes about the male and female genitalia.
Family Fun part four (incest, brothers/sister/cousin, funny)
Part 4
As their parents slept in their bedroom that night, the boys decided they wanted to have some fun. Emily was laying in her bed playing with her vibrator. Pumping it in and out of her tight cunt when the walked into her bedroom.
As Greg was walking over to Emily he tripped. Falling onto her bedside table made of glass. He fell onto the ground with the glass stabbing into the tip of his cock. Forgetting his clothes he ran out to his motorcycle and drove himself to the ER. The nurse trying to hide her giggles as she pulled the glass out of his bleeding cock.
Meanwhile back at the house. Ken and Coby cleaned up the glass. After making sure all the glass was cleaned up they started kissing all over Emily. Coby grabbed his little cousin by the throat while taking a taking a long hit of his bowl of weed. Slowly blowing the smoke into her mouth while chocking her.
How do I even stop?
I had a lot of fucked up kinks, and it just feels like I continue to add to them with time. New People, more desires, more wants. But there is one thing that was a saving grace – whatever I do with a girl, to a girl, I’ll do it when she is awake. When she is conscious. When she can make sense of what is happening. Even if she is drunk, at least she knows. And I’ll never do anything if she passes out. I’ll fuck her in the morning when she wakes up, even if I have to force her, but not when is out of it.
The one saving grace, that I could be brave enough to resist.
She had been this high school crush who I could flirt with once I reconnected with her when we were both in our different colleges. Flirt. Flirt. Flirt. Flirt sexually. And it became more fun to talk to her. She could be fap material, and she was that for a long time. Before she became a virtual fuck buddy, that one night when I turned her. And we sexted the entire night. It didn’t matter that she had a bf, it didn’t matter that I had a gf. We sexted, and I got to know she had rapekink.. and she was irresistible. Four years, an on again off again virtual fuck relationship with her, disappointing that I could never be where she was when we were on.
Step Sister Corruption Part 88 – Day 49 Birthday Snack (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
*Gabe*
Summer called out allowing me to not delve onto what had transpired. I looked over my shoulder, “Huh?”
Summer not looking back as she cooked the bacon on one side of the oven and Kel was on the other side cooking. “I asked what would you like with your bacon and hash?”
I barely heard her watching both girl’s asses shake as they cooked.
Focus Gabe.
Breakfast…..hmmm.
I answered, “Whatever you think will go good with it. I’m not too picky.”
Summer spoke, “Omelette it is.”
I got happy hearing omelette. Can’t remember the last time I had an omelette. Or breakfast for that matter.
Usually on weekdays we’re out the door hauling ass towards the college…..after a coffee stop or stops seeing how we’re usually using MY car. We used my car for the simple reason…..my car was newer compared to Summer’s nearly ancient hand me down sedan.
The only time Summer used her car was when she had to go to work or had plans like go see Morgan or go get groceries.