I work at a pretty busy office in New York and occasionally we use office temps. Recently I needed an administrative assistant to fill in for two weeks. I received a all from Ms. Cavin who heads up the temp agency I always use. She’s a nice older women who’s sent me secretaries before. The’ve always been competent but never much to look at. “Hi, Tom I’ve got a great addition to your staff. Her name is Beth and she’ll do a fine job.” Ms Cavin said. “Good, I’m looking forward to meeting her.” I said distractedly, as I was busy doing a million things at once. “There is a problem though” MsCavin said. Get on with it I thought to myself. “A big problem really”. she said. “You see when Beth interviewed with me she was dressed somewhat appropriately but he was wearing a tight sweater and she’s rather well-endowed.” Hold the phone I thought I am a busy man but a good businessman always prioritizes and this looked like it needed top priority. “I told her there was no way she could dress in a tight sweater around the office. Between you and me there is no way anybody would get any work done.” she laughed. Up to this point I had always liked Ms. Cavin but she was about to take away one of my favorite fantasies “The Busty Office Temp.” “Anyway I told her to wear business suites and oversized dress shirts to work and not to draw any attention to her obvious endowments.” “Okay’ I said I can’t wait to meet her.” As my cock stiffened. I just hoped Ms. Cavin’s idea of well-endowed was the same as mine. Either way I was looking forward to work on Monday for the first time in a while.
Category: eroticliterature
Cherry on Top, Chapter 4 [Mf] [Incest] [Father/Daughter]
[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l2qe9p/cherry_on_top_chapter_3_mf_incest_fatherdaughter/)
***LEON***
I rapped my knuckles on the top of the divider to Colette’s cubicle. She turned to look up at me, probably seeing the state I was in.
“Colette, could you see me in my office?” I murmured, almost in a rasp. She must have seen the distress on my face and nodded wordlessly. I walked back to my office while she said something to her cubicle neighbor Jasmine. When she entered she closed the door behind her.
“I should start charging by the hour,” she joked, and I chuckled once before my smile slowly faded. “So… You look miserable today. How is it that we talk about finding happiness, and two days later you look like this?” She regarded me with sympathy and worry, and I sighed.
“It’s not really related,” I explained, rubbing my brow. “Cherry broke down yesterday, wanting to know more about her mom.”
Colette stared at me, then blinked in incomprehension. “I’m sorry for being blunt, but what’s wrong with telling her? I mean, what was she asking to know about?”
I gulped. “Her name. How I met her. How she died.”
Just a [F]antasy
Just a fantasy… [public]
It was a beautiful Tuesday afternoon, the sky was clear, the air was warm, and the dildo pressed ever so sweetly against my insides.
The car pulled to a stop, making me tense, pushing the vibrator up my clit.
I shuddered…
This is just the parking lot…
My lover smiles next to me chuckling darkly, they parked hard on purpose.
I feel the vibrator change patters as I attempt to unbuckle my seat belt, the new pattern sends a rush south as a neighboring vehicle begins pouring out passengers. I wait as they each depart. The driver makes eye contact with me, and I smile and give a small wave wondering if they see the lust in my eyes.
The car door shuts next to me sending a shock through the air, snapping me out of my stupor, the other passengers had long departed.
My Love has already left, no doubt enjoying the way pleasure fogs my reflexes and thinking.
I stand and manage to bite back a small moan at the shift in my underwear, the dildo and vibrator working in unison as I stand and walk.
Futanari Moon Act 1 [FF] [Futa] [Multiple Orgasms] [Fantasy]
Mayu, first daughter of Tetsuro—the famed Silent Swordsman—awoke to find her naked body splayed out across a straw bed.
She startled and gasped, reaching blindly around for clothing, a rag, a blanket—anything to cover herself with.
When her frantic hands returned nothing of use, she resorted to covering herself up rather poorly using her arms.
Thankfully, she seemed to be alone. Alone in a place she did not recognize.
It was a small room, cold and dark, with only one source of warmth. A small fire blazed away in a metal brazier at the center of the room. It was a makeshift hearth, surrounded by several wooden buckets filled with various unidentifiable grains and granules.
Looking upward, Mayu noted that the wooden ceiling was crumbling. The faint light of the stars leaked through cracked timber boards, but none of the rays reached her sitting on the straw bed. That was for the best, she decided, as it meant the amethyst moon was unlikely to reach her here.
As though struck with a sudden revelation, Mayu realized she must be inside the old digger’s hut.
[OC] Cumming on her hijab (MF) (anal) (oral)
It was late in the night about 1 A.M. in the morning, you were still at work. You decided to order something for yourself. No, it wasn’t a latte or some fastfood junk but a whore. The past couple of decades had been rough for the economy, after the COVID-19 pandemic subsided the population had exploded because people had nothing better to do in the lockdown. Due to some reason there were more women born and many of them were jobless. Sites like OnlyFans became overcrowded and really competitive, porn sites also had a flood of women, and so, a new app was developed where women could sell themselves. You decided to order someone, lately you’ve been having a muslim and hijab fantasy so you start filtering out the girls.
Finally, you settled upon a girl with green eyes, espresso coloured hairs reaching upto mid back length, light brown skin, 34D breasts, a petite waist with a sizeable butt. She would cost $15 an hour but you put in some extra requests hiking the cost upto $35 an hour. You requested she wear a dark grey hijab, wedding ring and act like she was married. She soon arrived at your office.
On the search for something
I’m on the search for a few storys:
1. A female being drugged til unconscious and consequently being raped by one or multiple males maybe in public.
2. A female being sold into sex slavery of any kind
Where do I best find stories like this?
Which Playbook Book is the Best?
Hope this is ok to post here, can’t find a better page for this kind of thing.
Recently I’ve been getting into playboy and I want to purchase one of the collection books. The one’s that have caught my eye are 50 years, 50 years of pictures and the centrefolds 1953-2016. If anybody owns any of these books and want’s to leave a review that would be awesome. I’m trying to find out exactly what the content of each is!
Thanks
Fucked while asleep…. part one.
My dreams are vivid and realistic and often include people from life. I wake from them often still feeling what was happening in the dream. Heart pounding. Out of breath. It can be fun, tragic, amazing, any gambit. I woke up in the middle of the night from my dream gasping. Sobbing. Upset. Teddy left me for another woman, who is having his baby. Yes. I knew once I woke up that it was a dream and Ted didn’t really do any of those things, but I was still hurt. I slapped at his body as he sat up to see what was going on. I told him how awful he was. How he had to get out of our bed. Now standing, he left the room; only to return with a glass of water.
Ted handed me the water and crawled back into bed with me. Wrapped me up in his arms and said, “Tell me what happened, baby.” I walked through what I could remember. Surprisingly, he wasn’t upset that I was taking Dream-Ted’s actions out on my real Teddy. He reassured me that it was okay and that my dreams were so real he understood.
Step Sister Corruption Part 67 – Day 27 The New ‘P’ Girls (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
Well it’s another day off and honestly I’m fucking sore.
Earlier this week the contractor told my dad that we were close enough that we could finally move in or at least start putting in appliances while he put in the final touches.
I’ll admit the contractor and all his people that he brought in worked their asses off. Their main focus to finish first was the house and do what they could to expand the studio on the side. But he had everyone working non stop from early as fuck to late as fuck at night.
There was so much noise over the last couple of weeks I’ll admit it was so noisy that even I was irritated. And made sneaking Summer and Kelly around was difficult. Summer was easy but adding Kelly was the difficult part.
Even my mom was getting irritated with how much noise there was.
And my little sisters weren’t exactly happy with the added noise. But they eventually got used to it and it became music to them easily putting them to sleep.
February
It feels like I’ve been planning for this day for years. but now that I think about it I’ve probably been planning it ever since I met her.
I planned out a nice dinner and a bunch of other shit. But it’s ruined now. While I was out, I don’t know where I was passing by but I saw her. I saw her kissing someone else. Kissing another guy.
I pulled over and I threw everything out. Flowers, groceries, candles. I threw out everything. I’ve been sitting on this couch for the last three hours waiting for her to come home. Thinking back to my car ride home I remember I could feel the tears pricking the sides of my eyes. I can vividly remember the feeling of how bad my nose was burning.
It felt like I’d been stabbed in the chest. In my heart. It’s valentines week… a few days before the date. I can’t believe she’d do that, there has to be an excuse but I’m so angry I don’t think I’ll give her the chance to explain.