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Birthday Cake Part 1 [Female POV] [Voyeur] [Bondage] [FMF]

The ding of the intercom sounded, then the headmaster’s voice rang out cheerily from his perch on the edge of his desk. “Ladies, gentlemen and students, I’d like to take this time to wish Mr. Sharp a very happy birthday!” He paused to allow the staff and students a moment to applaud. “I’d like to invite the faculty to my office at lunch for cake. Have a wonderful day, all!”

I glanced at the clock and my heart started to race in anticipation as he put down the receiver and ran a hand over my prone buttocks. Only five minutes to go. “Are you ready, Miss Dawson?” He snuck a hand between me and the desk to steal a grab of my breast.

“I am, Mr. Kenwick.” I breathed.

“I could take you right now,” Mr. Kenwick said, hopping off his desk. “But I must save the unwrapping for the birthday boy! Can I get you anything before we begin? Are you comfortable?”

I wriggled around a bit in my position, bent across his desk, stomach down, with my hands tied together in front of me so I could prop myself up on my elbows, and my legs splayed and tied to the legs of the desk. “No, Mr. Kenwick. I feel fine.” Read more »

Pleasing the Professor FINAL [MF]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i4dpcy/pleasing_the_professor/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i4kclr/pleasing_the_professor_part_2_mf_age_gap/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i4zjpn/pleasing_the_professor_part_3_mf_age_gap_cheating/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

I’m already drunk when I see the message. *35 Maple Ave, 9:00pm.* Against my better judgement, I click on the address and it opens on Google Maps. *5 minute walk*. I glance at the time on my phone. It’s 8:45 already. Rage fills me as I think of my last encounter with my professor. The way he took me like I belonged to him. The explosive orgasm he coaxed from me with just his hands. The way he practically threw me under his desk when his wife showed up. I haven’t been able to get her face out of my head all fucking week. It’s driven me here, to the graduate student bar, surrounded by drunk, sweaty, smelly strangers. I bring my glass lips and finish my vodka soda, grimacing at the shitty well alcohol as it burns down my throat.

“Another one please,” I say to the bartender who nods and hands me one more drink. This is going to be the last one, I tell myself. And then I’m going to find a cute, unmarried guy to take me home and make me forget about my professor. My phone buzzes again and I can’t help but look at it. Read more »

Morning Romp [MF] [Couple] [First Person Male]

Pretext: We’re both sitting on the couch watching the news and drinking our coffee. You’ve been turned on needing me since the night before because both of us were exhausted and couldn’t stay awake. I’ve been turned on since the night before, because I’m just always wanting you :P

You turn the tv off and turn to me, cuddling against my chest and talking to me about our day. Your hand slides under my shirt as we sit together, our usual watching tv position. My hand is resting on the back of your neck, rubbing comforitingly with my thumb the way you love. We talk about what we need to do, what we want to eat, the usual banter that gets us through our breakfast. Your hand slowly starts to stroke up and down my chest, gently rubbing my nipple when you reach it, settling deeper into my arms. Your warm sweater tickling my skin and your distracted touch start to have an affect on me. You watch me start to harden in my night boxers, aware again of the wetness dampening your panties. Early in our relationship you were embarrassed about how wet you became when turned on. I like to think my absolute obsession with your scent, your taste, and the feeling of your warm wetness gripping me when we made love has made you more comfortable with it. Read more »

Protégés and Guardians, Day 1 – First Adult School Year [BDSM, MMMMfffffffff, Maledom, Excess of Women, Ploy Heavy, Dubcon, Protocol, Objectification, Spanking, Romance, No Sex]

This August was a slightly different feeling in the air. The ceremony of the new year at the Simone-de-Beauvoir-school started as usual: The rows in the emporium of half circles were split by years, each year in two rows with the boys looking over the girls of their class. Jake was slightly overwhelmed by all the new faces and impressions. Luckily, he had already made a little friendship with Nils, the guy who was sitting next to him and who was already telling him the pros and cons of the girls in front of him, lifting one or the other secret. Proudly, he told Jake that he had trained Samantha, the black haired with the small ears, to walk properly on high-heels. Before he had taken her in his hands, she walked like a limb swan, but now she walks pretty neat, Jake will see. The blond girl to the left, with the tiny nose, Helene, is secretly in love with Mr. Peters and chumming up to him shamelessly. He felt a bit awkward to hear the gossip directly behind their backs, seeing they paid close attention. Read more »

Pay attention and throat fuck [m] [f] 25 y/o

Hey everyone, kind of new here, have never wrote but decided to share my story and hope someone can take something away from it. Sorry, im at work on my phone so I apologize if there are mistakes.

Background:

My fiance and I are 25, been together for about 7 years now. We’ve fucked a ton, and she went to school, I would visit her every other weekend or so and we would go at it like rabbits.

Since then, she’s graduated, we’ve moved in together, got engaged. Unexpectedly yet understandably, Our sex life has dwindled down a bit as we both get so caught up in work and stress that we often forget to this simple task of “paying attention.”

The good stuff:

She isn’t always up for sex. Me, I’m kind of always game.

However,

yesterday she came downstairs before I left for work and she had her makeup done and was wearing a red shirt with no pants or panties on, freshly done nails, I was so turned on but kept my mouth shut. Read more »

Cream & Coco, Chapter 11 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

[Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k1t252/cream_coco_chapter_10_fm_incest_motherson/)

Cold pizza for breakfast wasn’t exactly my idea of healthy, but I was feeling young again. I suspected my body, however, was not.

“This is gonna go straight to my boobs,” I grumbled mournfully.

“Perfect. Eat more,” Drew joked, handing me another slice.

“Drew! You’re horrible,” I giggled, lightly slapping his hand. He grinned and took a bite himself. “You know, you never answered whether you’d go to the Christmas party with me.”

He chewed thoughtfully for a moment. “Do you want me there?”

“Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”

“You’re bringing your son as a date to a party. You’re not worried about sending some kind of message to your colleagues?”

“Like I said, Mr. Valentine is bringing Cherish.” At that, he scoffed and made a face. “So we won’t be the only ones. Both of us are… I guess you could say famously single, so it *might* not be amiss to have you two there.” I paused. “In all honesty, I’d really like to pretend…”

He turned to me in curiosity, the hint of a smile playing at his lips. “Pretend to what, mom?” Read more »

The Dominant Cougar.

(Femdom/Denial/Chastity/Incest RP)

Part-1

I stood there in the bathroom excited, nervous and drowned in a mild sweet pain from the metal chastity cage around my penis. It’s really hard to pee with a restrained hard cock but today’s the day I get unlocked.

I’m in my late twenties and a month ago I met a woman, almost the same age my mother or maybe older, through an online dating site. She’s was in her fifties, but looking at her you can hardly tell. Her gleaming eyes, red cherry cheeks and dusty brown hair made her look something like an enchanting goddess. My heart skipped a beat when I first met her and I just couldn’t believe how lucky I was. A few drinks later I realized she was a very confident, mature and forward woman. We both agreed its just goin to be one night hookup and went to her place. That night I had the most amazing and bit embarrassing sex of my life. She tied my hands to the bed post and edged my cock with her heavily moisturized hands. I was always at the verge of exploding when she stopped again and again. It felt like falling down from a great height repeatedly, but never hitting the ground. I was gasping and begging her to make me cum, but I just loved and wanted to be denied again and again. Read more »

[MF] Underneath an Undergraduate

Francesca Costa leaned against the restaurant’s cold brick wall and sulked, phone in hand.

“Hello? Did you hear me?” she heard the faint, tinny voice say.

She lifted the phone to her ear again. “Okay, maybe another time?” she asked.

The voice made her excuses, tonight wasn’t good, too much homework to do this week, finals were coming up, you understand, and so on.

“Alright,” said Francesca, “well, send me a text if you’re free sometime and we can try again. If you want.” As she said it, she realized she was being dishonest. Even if her date did invite her out again, Francesca probably wouldn’t respond.

The two exchanged pleasantries, said good night, and Francesca shoved her phone back into her crowded red handbag. She felt tears threatening to stain her cheeks and wiped them away before they had the chance; she didn’t want to cry over a girl from class that she hardly knew. Maybe she would have an easier time with one of the boys?

A car lazily rolled past, the couple inside chatting away happily. Francesca could see the exhaust coming out of the muffler and realized how cold the night had grown. She pulled her jacket tighter and began a hasty walk back to her campus dormitory. Read more »

Taming the Blue-Haired Punk (A ‘Life is Strange’ Short Story) PART 2 AND EPILOGUE

The girl blushed. “I… I don’t know how…” she spoke shyly, embarrassed.

“Just do what you’ve seen in porn.”

“I don’t watch…” she started to protest, but changed her mind. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out.

He felt her warm wetness touch the head of his cock, and the thought of his step-daughter licking him almost made him cum. But he controlled himself – he was going to enjoy her for a long time before he finished.

He watched her gain confidence, and lick more and more of his cock until she was licking from his balls and all across the shaft. When she reached the head she paused again… and kissed it. His cock twitched, leaking precum, and twitched again when she licked it off.

“I thought you’d be salty, douchebag.”

“Still with the shitty attitude.” His hand moved to the back of her head and pulled her to his cock. Chloe resisted, looking up at him bewildered, but when the head was inside her mouth she gave in and pushed herself deeper. Read more »