The Comic Store Nerd and the MILF [PART 2 out of 4 maybe?]

**Here’s how Part I ended.**

(Angela turns back, as he quickly takes his eyes away “I think I found what I’m looking for.” *She hands him the comic as he inspects it* “Oh, excellent choice. It’s a long comic though believe it or not it takes it’s time but the pay-off in the end is so worth it especially when….” *He then stops as he notices her staring right in his eyes probably confused* “Oh my bad, you were getting bored there for a second figured I’d stop” *They both have a laugh* “No it’s fine really, it shows that you care about these comics” *Angela replies as he nods awkwardly*

*”*Alright. Follow me Miss”)

Link: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvpque/the_comic_store_nerd_and_the_milf_part_1_out_of_4/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvpque/the_comic_store_nerd_and_the_milf_part_1_out_of_4/)

**PART II**

While talking with Angela, David completely forgot a customer who was waiting at the front of the cash register for some minutes.

“Uhmm, Oh I’m sorry Angela let me deal with this customer first if that’s alright and you got the time to spare” Davey says with swiftness

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

Every night, when my husband fell asleep…

I visited my son’s room.

“Honey, daddy is asleep.”

That faint scent, the scent of a man, mixed in with the smell of paint…

My son, Billy was barely a man, over 18 and a senior in high school.

Like most boys his age, he was interested in hobbies and girls. Both worried me.

Hobbies, because he enjoyed painting his models.

Girls, because he was such a timid boy, I wondered if he would have problems courting them.

But in the evening, in the middle of the night, nobody disturbs us.

It’s our time, private time between a mother and her son.

Billy, was waiting for me as usual. With expectation and nervousness in his eyes.

It was like that every night.

At first, it was just a good night kiss. I helped him with his studies and I rewarded him with a gentle peck on the cheek. Somehow that progressed to a gentle brush on his lips. I was shocked at the electricity that sparked inside me when our lips first touched.

A ride like no other

The wait for the elevator was excruciating.

We didn’t dare touch one another, but I swear people could feel our heat. She looked beautiful. Sensual. Delicious.

Her dress wasn’t made to draw attention, but I knew what was under it. No one else did, but I knew. No pantyhose. No stockings. Just beautiful bare leg leading up to some variety of satin panties. During one of our previous trysts I asked her why she bothers wearing panties. Without missing a beat she said “because then you could finger me right here.”

God, she dripped sex. And speaking of dripping, I knew those panties were stained wet with her sweet juices, the ones bubbling up as we waited. I didn’t know what I wanted to do first, but it didn’t matter. She was going to enjoy it.

We got in the elevator, along with several other people. That’s ok, because you can be just a little naughty when the object of your desires is forced to pin you against the wall. For fun, I reached under her skirt for a touch of that soft satin.

The cum fountain

When I lived in London in my early twenties, I had a boyfriend who I used to go to some adult shows every once in a while with. He used to drag me to them mostly as it wasn’t really my thing, and at some point I told him the only way I’m going is if he participated in one of the shows. These events usually had shows where audience members could participate, and they ranged from plain old bondage demonstrations to hardcore saline injections, piercings and whatnot. Anyway, so one of these was called the “cum fountain” and the only thing we knew was that there would be multiple guys and they’d receive hand jobs from the dommes on stage. After some convincing my boyfriend was up for it.

Trip to heaven after years of hell. [MF] PT2 [Creampie] [Spanking]

[PT1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvi3zu/trip_to_heaven_after_years_of_hell_mf/) PT 2

As we return from a little break. Stacey is already laying on the bed and she looks up at me with her beautiful eyes “You want some water?” I reply “Well I am thirsty but it’s not for water”. She slowly spreads her legs and sees my target as it is dripping what I have a thirst for. I slowly get on the bed take one of her legs into my hand and start kissing her toes and slowly kiss up to her knee I continue up to what I want NEED to devour. I close in as I look up, I can see the anticipation in her eyes as her moans grow louder, as I close in her smell is driving me wild its, its bring out some primal in me. I have to devour her, I have to eat her, I have to drink her as she cums, and soon it will be happening. As I approach her lovely looking pussy, I take a deep inhale, Stacey gasps and shivers as cooler air swirls and passes over her pussy.

[NSFW] Wait Until We Are Married (Chapter 1)

..Introduction:

Girlfriend’s younger sister seduces virgin boyfriend.

(I really liked w1dmg’s “Adam” series, and just felt it was too short and needed a little something more. So, with his permission, I’ve expanded and altered the story a bit, but all the characters and a few of his best lines are directly copied to try and preserve what I thought he did best. Hope you enjoy it.)

“Megan…” I groaned as I ground my face into hers. Our desperate lips caressed each other’s as our passion built and built. I was on fire and I could tell she was the same. Her soft long dirty blonde hair fluttered at my cheeks as I kissed her fiercely.

“Oh Adam…” she whispered back as my hands caressed her smooth shoulders and back as I moved my lips to the nape of her long neck and gently bit into her soft flesh. I alternated little bites with little kisses and she gasped and sighed in ecstasy. One hand of mine now caressed her long and incredibly hot bare leg and slowly slid to the hem of her short skirt then inched up under it…

Troll [MM] [Rape] [Kidnapping] [Stalking] [Forced Cross-dressing] [Incel] [Misogyny]

The throbbing in his head was the first thing Sebastian became aware of. The chill in the air was the second thing.

Something was just… off. He could tell before he even opened his eyes. The feel of the room… Was he in his bedroom? It didn’t seem like it. It felt like he was on the floor. A stone floor…

There was no stone floor in his apartment.

He managed to pry his eyes open. As the realization of his situation set in, his breath caught in his throat and ice ran through his veins.

A concrete floor. A single bulb hanging in the center of the room illuminated a few storage shelves, cardboard boxes, and an old office chair.

A basement?

How…?

Who…?

He raised his hands to his face to rub his eyes and heard the rattling, felt something around his wrists.

Chains? What…? Manacles?

He struggled against them only to realize he was actually chained to the wall. That wasn’t the only thing he noticed.

“The fuck…?!”

I Control Your Pussy Part 2 (FFM Version)

{FFM Version}

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[I Control Your Pussy Part 1 ](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hv8mpf/i_control_your_pussy/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

We rush through the door and make our way to the bedroom, making sure to drop our coats and shoes on our way. You, dragging me behind you. Just you wait, i think to myself.

You take your clothes off in record time. You lay on the bed and spread your legs instantly.

I kneel down and take your pussy in my mouth. Making sure to suck as much of it as possible.

My tongue traces your lips, tasting your juices. I tease your clit in circles for a few seconds, suck on it, then tease your little hole.

You let out a moan and grab my head. Pushing my face deeper. My tongue inside you, moving around. I can feel my chin covered in your cum.

I reach up and flick your nipple. You let go of my head and stand up, taking the remainder of my clothes off.

I crawl onto the bed, next to you.

I ravage your body.

You’re quivering beneath me.

Sister gangbang part 4

After Nitin said they were planning to fuck her outside, I asked him if its safe.He said its safe do not worry and just enjoy the show.He told me to get ready and come to the room by morning the next day and left.I was not able to sleep the whole night because I was thinking what will happen and until then I didn’t see how she was fucked.

Next day morning I got ready and went near the room.I called Nitin and told him that I have reached.He told me to wait and came outside after 15 min.He told me to keep silent and we went near the room.He signaled something to someone and told me to see what’s happening.I, through the door which was slightly open took a peak and saw my nude sister for first time.

She was fair with pinkish boobs and sexy thunder things ,her boobs were shining with the sweat from continuous sex.She was riding someone’s dick and was blowing Mohit . Her boobs were bouncing as if like air balloons and the sound of hitting her thighs while riding dick made the scene hot..I without the knowledge of myself got a boner and was forming a tent in my pants. Nitin just laughed seeing it and said ok be here and went inside and shut the door.

Coed Cumbuddies [MF] [College] [Creampie]

When I heard the college I got accepted to still had coed dorms, I was pumped. Not only because that meant I’d live close to some potentially hot girls, but also because hopefully I’d get to see them naked in the coed showers. I realize that the whole point of coed showers was to de-sexualize the human body, but to a guy fresh out of High School and with very little female experience under his belt (no pun intended) this was a dream come true.

I did all my paperwork, got assigned my dorm and moved in. I was ready to meet new people and get naked with them for what would become my most memorable, adventurous years of my life. Wild and scandalous fantasies raced through my mind faster than cars at the Indy 500. My freshman year was the opposite of that.

While the dorms were coed, and I happened to live across the hall from a pair of cute girls, they kept to themselves, as did everyone on our floor. My roommate was a sports guy and never wanted to hang out. The showers were coed, but there was an official schedule that most people adhered to. From 6am to 10am the women were scheduled for the top of the hour and men were scheduled at the thirty-minute mark. Any time after 10am was open to whoever.