I (23f) fucked my dad’s intern in his office

“Your dad’s Christmas party is on the 21st this year, do you think you’ll be able to make it? You know he loves showing you off.” My mom said through the phone.

“Oh, maybe. I don’t exactly give him points towards making partner anymore though.” I joked.

“Even more reason to be there. It’s always good to form connections and you’re so grown up now… he invited one of his business friends that he wants you to meet.”

I sighed and agreed to be there. I would only need to be there an hour at most and then I could go on about my Friday night. I went shopping a few days later, finding an emerald low cut sequined dress to pair with black stilettos and semi sheer tights.

The night of, I did my makeup, opting for a Smokey eye instead of my normal nude look. I curled my auburn hair, pinning back two front sections. Underneath my dress, I put on a sheer black bra and a matching thong. I planned to head over to my friends house afterwards and knew how the night would end with him.

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Step Sister Corruption Part 51 – Day 9 A Mistress Has Been Named (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

God do I need a man right now. I need Gabe dammit.

And my main squeeze is currently off with his trollop otherwise known as Jessica.

I feel like I picked the wrong person to have fun with.

But then again I had been having fun for an awesome 2 day fun fest that I’ll never forget.

That was the only reason why I agreed to continue letting Gabe near me was because he had out performed more than any man I had ever bedded had ever done.

And that’s no easy feat to beat.  At least not until Gabe.

God I wish he was here right now.  I needed another taste of him inside my stomach and inside my intimate areas.

And here I am now in a different girls room doing the same thing I did to my best friend Kelly.

Focus Summer focus.

A few nights ago I agreed to help Gabe and his sister Kelly do an exhibition event at our local adult plaza otherwise known as the Arcade.

A night with my step sister pt 1

This is my first time doing this and I’m not the best at writing, but I’ve got a story to tell. Some of this is true, and a small bit is embellished. Just a small bit.

Many, many years ago, I went through a rough break up. I left my gf of 5 years and with my tail between my legs, returned to temporarily living with my parents. At that time, my step sister had recently returned from our of state college and was in the process of looking for a job back home, so she was also back at my parents.

My ss and I always had an odd relationship, which had been a joke of both friends and family. I always found her sexually attractive, and she always seemed flirty, but nothing ever happened. The time back together at home was stressful to say the least. I was heart broken and she was always around to hang out with and keep my mind off it. Our parents were also gone all the time as they had property out of state. We basically had the house to ourselves all summer.

Online. First Time! [F]

New to this! I’m dying I’m so horny and i LOVE turning guys on (and watching those boners grow and explode ;) hehe ??).

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Trois. [F4M]

It was just another work day. Another crowded office building. Nowhere in particular. After months of surreptitiously surveying my crush’s habitual work routine, I came to recognize–he was fated as a three; a quiet little creature that functions in triplets and has absolutely no idea how obsessed with him I’ve driven myself to be. If he sends an email, it’s broken up into three perfect paragraphs. If he has coffee, he has three cups. His desk accessories are all arranged in groups of three. You can see how I noticed the pattern.

I can’t tell you exactly when I came to my realization, but I can say that it didn’t take long for my own fascination with threes to develop. I found myself inserting them whenever I could. If we ended up in the elevator together, I’d make sure he noticed me pressing the button three times in succession. I removed and rearranged the objects on my own desk to reflect his compulsion. I began wearing three rings on my fingers, intentionally reaching in front of him to borrow various supplies. I was swiftly giving in to my infatuation with my flawless three. 

A good morning to you, Sir.. [FM] [bdsm]

**Well, hi! I’m completely new here and I’m trying to figuring out how this works.**
**I like to write little scenes and a friend of mine told me to put it out there and maybe to do something with it.**
**I’m a little insecure to post my writing, but here you go! I’d like to hear your feedback and opinions on it. And maybe even post more in the future or go another direction with it.**

**Please note that my native language isn’t English, so I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes, please point them out to me. I love to learn and get better at writing :)**

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Right now, this Sunday morning, I just woke up and I’m still in bed, my mind is wandering a little.I feel that my body and mind are longing for you, so much.

Just the littlest thought about you and me, it starts a pulse between my legs and makes my mind wander off even more. What would happen if I’d wake up in your bed, instead of mine?

Becoming the neighbourhood slut – used and reused over and over [F][28]

**Hi guys! Nina here! Here’s another part of my story. Please read the previous parts to catch up if you haven’t. Hope you enjoy!**

I lay in bed staring aimlessly at the ceiling reflecting on everything that had transpired over the past two years. Getting married, being put in a situation by my husband where I found myself having sex with men outside my marriage, then getting addicted to the very thing that I thought I would never do and making questionable life choices based on uncontrollable sexual desires that ultimately led to the destruction of said marriage, and landing me in the direst of financial situations where the only viable out was to move into a shitty apartment in a shitty neighbourhood and having a sugar daddy fulfill my financial needs.

The cherry on top of all this was the fact that just mere hours ago I got fucked by 4 guys who live in the apartment building I just moved into, guys who I knew nothing about, guys who could be in trouble with the law from what I’ve heard. I let these same guys take pictures and videos of me having sex with them, knowing full well the power they would hold over me and how vulnerable this would make me. And of course, I found out that these pictures and videos were circulated across a group chat with nearly 20 unknown guys who I had never met.

The Solandian Immersion Programme Package (Pt. 3) [Freeuse] [Cuckold] [Chastity] [Nation-Domination] [Dirty Talking]

This is ***Chapter 4*** of the series “The End of The World as We Know It”. You can find Chapter 1 (the prologue) of this story [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jq75qy/the_end_of_the_world_as_we_know_it_freeuse/), Chapter 2 (Pt. 1) [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jrfsgt/the_solandian_immersion_programme_pt1_freeuse/), and Chapter 3 (Pt. 2) [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jso3hm/the_solandian_immersion_programme_pt2_freeuse/).

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**Day 2**

Chad hated the ones that made him watch. He’d thought it would have been different this time around when he saw that it was a diminutive fellow – maybe he’d be a little more hesitant, a little less demanding, ease into this a little more slowly. But Ming settled into his role a little *too* quickly, as if he’d been planning for this for months. It didn’t help that Melissa herself was all hot and bothered from having her pussy locked up tight – courtesy of their last visitor – and she was pulling out *all* the stops to ‘persuade’ Ming to take it off. The way she spoke to him, the way she begged Ming to use her pussy and the enthusiasm at which she took his thick shaft down her throat; it reminded Robert of better days when **he** was the one Melissa would speak to in that way. But under the new administration and the Service Pact, he was now only ever allowed to have relations with Melissa if permitted by their visitors – which is to say, close to never. Chad understood, of course, how much his sacrifice was needed (or – “not that I have a choice”, he thought to himself), and so what could he do but stew?

the icy wind in my house [ghost] [no sex]

before we start, let’s get a few things out of the way.

I’m not a very good writer and I’ve never posted here before, but I hope at least a few people enjoy this.

this is the first part of an indeterminately long story. the story will progressively get more lewd, but for the first part and probably the part after it, it’s going to be romance only.
in fact, there is very little romance in this one as it focuses on exposition. **you probably needn’t read this if you don’t plan on reading the future parts.**

I’m a side sleeper so I modelled all the bed scenes accordingly. sorry if any bits seemed confusing from a back sleeper perspective.

#**introduction**

Walking up the stairs to your new bedroom, footsteps echoing through the house, you begin to feel a sense of passive fear. This rickety, old, spider-village of a house you bought the other day seems to just emanate dread. The first night in your new house is always an uncomfortable feeling, of course, but this house is just… different. There can’t be much insulation if you keep feeling drafts of cold air flowing around the house when the heat is on.