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[MF] [affair] THE RENTER – an erotic story of innocent intention and seduction that ends in romance and love. A true alternative rent boy story.

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I had placed an ad in the paper to rent a room. Having to pay all of the rent for such a large house was draining my resources. Besides, a guy of 18 who had moved away from his parent’s watchful eyes, needed to show them that he was self-sufficient!

The ad said, “Wanted, male, 18 to 24, to share 2 bedroom house, with same. Rent, $200 per month. Call.” And the number was listed. I had the ad running for a few weeks and a number of guys came by to look. The house was a typical bachelor pad, with sparse furniture, and no-frills. It was located in a quiet neighborhood and far back far from the street and other houses. I was

renting from a couple who had moved to Florida and wanted someone to take care of the house.

I guess that either the house was too far away from civilization, or my housekeeping was atrocious because I had no takers. My money was starting to run low and having no extra income as I had planned, was getting to be a real drag. Then I got a phone call from Julie. I hadn’t considered renting the room to a girl, as I thought that it could cause some complications Read more »

An Ode to the Quiet and Shy Ones [MF] Chapter 2: Insatiable Needs

She’d gone back and forth for the past twenty minutes or so. Texting a few keys…only to again hit the back arrow. This rang of the obvious. She was being too transparent, she thought. Not to mention the butterflies kicking around. Was she a bit in over her head? She knew this was getting into something she might quickly lose control of. He was every bit mature but she knew from even just a bit of experience not one controlled by the same little tricks and tactics. She was opening a door that even just the *thought* of brought a flush of craven excitement and a pit of dread. The perfect roller coaster of emotion.

So she quickly finished and hit send. It was too late now. It was off and done. The text *itself* harmless. Simply reading, “You live close. Anyway you could stop by and help me with a problem?” Read more »

Off-duty officer pulls me over – CNC

Story

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I have to be to work by seven in the morning, so I leave my house at 6am. In the winter especially compared the majority if not all of my drive is in the dark. I take backroads most of the way. This morning, I had my dress and boots on. I had my favorite playlist on and my coffee in a to-go cup. I was feeling pretty good, considering it was already Thursday. I got onto the backroad highway. I was happy to see no one was on the road, so I was able to enjoy the road all to myself. Read more »

[M/f-teen] [reluc] [oral] [mast] [cheat] I FUCKED YOUR HUSBAND – You ladies all know me. I’m the babysitter you trust to keep your kids safe while you and your hubby go out and have fun…

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You ladies all know me. I’m the babysitter you trust to keep your kids safe while you and your hubby go out and have fun. When he takes me home late at night, you briefly fantasize about him having sex with me. But then he’s back home soon and you realize that he would never cheat on you with a girl like me. Hee, hee. Oh, you poor woman.

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You think about it, don’t you ladies? You have a romantic dinner with your husband; go and have a few drinks, then come home anticipating sex. Yes, you know the kids will be in bed because you have a wonderful babysitter. Still, when you have him drive me home, there is that tiny doubt in the back of your mind.

You know he’s horny all the time and I am a sexy little vixen who has caught his eye more than once in your presence. So, what will happen when I get him alone? You worry, don’t you? Check the clock several times as you Read more »

[MF] [reluc] [mast] [cheating] BANGING BRITNEY – Twenty-one year old Britney and her boyfriend come over to play cards with a married couple. Opportunities arise and are taken advantage of by two of the four.

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Do you remember the character “Marsha” from the old Brady Bunch show? Well, that’s what Britney looks like. Only 21, she was a smart and hard-working spitfire who had joined my company recently.

Being 40 and a married man, I had no designs on flirting with her. She came to me eager to learn about the business, and I taught her all that I knew. She absorbed it quickly and was already in line for a small raise based on her productivity. We got along well on a personal level also and enjoyed talking about our lives over lunch every day.

Soon Britney and I began to hang out all of the time. Meeting before work for coffee, enjoying lunch, and always walking to our cars together after work. Of course, this led to some office rumors, but there was nothing going on between us. As a matter of fact, Britney and her boyfriend David had invited my wife and me to their apartment complex for a swim in the pool, and all four of us had hit it off. Read more »

Rebecca: Becky [Gentle Mdom] [Short story] [Hypnosis] [Fingering] [PIV] [Virginity] [First Time] [Build up] [FM] [Arranged Marriage] [NSFW] [Strangers to Lovers] [Sequel] [Ongoing Story?]

This is the follow up to a short story I wrote some time ago. If you haven’t ready read the first part, I encourage you to [check it out.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/docovt/rebecca_false_magic_gentle_mdom_short_story/)

**Rebecca:**

**Becky**

“You think you’re so clever, don’t you?”

Rowan only smiled, sitting opposite her on the bed. “It’s good to finally hear you, Becky.”

“Is it now?” she replied, her voice taking on an almost acidic pleasantness. “So you’ve gotten me to talk. Does that make you feel good?”

Her voice was a little rusty, deeper than Rebecca was used to. Only minutes before it had been impossible to consider speaking like this. Her words had stuck in her throat and chocked her for so long, every thought strangling her, and now…

“Fuck you.”

He laughed. “Well, fuck you too.”

She glared at him.

“Come on Becky,” he said, his voice soft, “tell me what’s on your mind.”

There was a beat, a silence as they stared at each other, the fire in Becky’s eyes burning hotter and hotter until; “I wasn’t ready for this!”

“For what?” Read more »

[FM+] Daddy’s Little Moneymaker (Pt. 2)

“Pia why don’t you help me out with my cards,” Jeff beckoned, waving a couple fingers for me to join him at the table. I stood and adjusted my [too-small top](https://www.reddit.com/r/Piabunnyx/comments/j4qnbp/gorgeous/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) back over my soft brown nipples, before clicking over to the table with the drool from Uncle Benny’s blowjob still on my chin.

“Your pop always deals the cards s’damn far from my reach, think he just likes watchin’ me suffer,” Jeff shot a teasing glance at my dad over his thick spectacles. He was the oldest of the bunch, pushing 60 with the gray hair to match. Jeff was by no means frail, just tired of stretching over the table, and preferring to watch me do it.

Daddy looked me over, then shuffled and smoothly tossed the cards in front of each of the men. Jeff’s cards did land surprisingly far from his side of the tabletop, and I pressed my thighs against the edge to lean across and collect them for him. Across from me, Hank’s deep brown eyes looked like they might fall out onto the table as my tits brushed the green felt of the table and I slid Jeff’s cards over to me. Read more »

The First Lesson in Masculinity [M/FtM] [con, public, gym, cunnilingus]

Note: In this story, FtM refers to gender transition, not gender transformation.

My arms were already starting to ache when I took the plates off of the bar. I’d finished up just in time. In half an hour, men all over downtown would come here for their after-work workouts.

Maybe one day I’d join them, but for now, I was happy to exercise on my own. I was still getting used to going into the male locker room. Having other guys there would be weird.

Turning on the shower, I let myself relax. The hot water soothed my muscles. I stared at the tiles so I didn’t have to look at my own body. Testosterone was slimming my hips and my chest, but there was still work to do.

The door creaked open. Fear shot through me. I ran to my clothes. Even though I wasn’t dry, I needed to dress. My packer refused to sit properly. I kept trying to shove it into place.

“Kid, chill.” A man laughed.

I looked up at him. He was tall. His body was muscular despite a soft middle-aged pudge. Stubble adorned his chiselled face. His dark brown hair was peppered with streaks of gray. He looked like my goals. Read more »