Friends Mother Pt 3 [MF]

Friends mother Pt 3 [MF]

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hm0ado/friends_mom_pt_2_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

It had been only a day since my last encounter with jacks mother, and I already missed her. This time I was going to call her.
I found her contact in my phone and listened as the phone rang, she answered and said “what’s up?”. Then I uncovered a problem, nothing was up I just wanted to be with her, have sex. “Nothing” I said unsurely. I had to make something up on the spot. “Want to go… get something to eat?”. “Sure, when will you pick me up?” She said. “Right now I replied with excitement”. I said bye and hung up before she could rethink. On my way there all I could think about was what always happens when I’m near her.

He didn’t see that cuming. NSFW. MF. Rape theme. Trigger warning.

He saw her stumble on roadway and catch herself before falling as she tried to appear sober while crossing the empty street. She stopped for a moment on the other side to remove her shoes, leaning heavily on the gate post, before continuing down the path and onto the beach. He waited a few minutes, scanning the remaining faces at the bar to see if anyone else was watching her. No one was even facing the street. He finished his drink, checked his phone and set off after her.

Your Body Will Become a Vessel | Sci-fi, Tentacles, Forced, Impreg, Teen, Birthing, Non-con, Anal, Blowjob, Horror… kinda

**Hey guys. Something** ***very*** **different today, as you can see from the tags. I really enjoyed writing it, which surprised me, ‘cos I’ve never done anything like this before.**

**The idea comes from** [**u/nothingisnothing1**](https://www.reddit.com/user/nothingisnothing1/)**. She was super helpful, and gave me butt-ton of kinky ideas to work with. I hopefully will get some more story suggestions from her soon.**

**And, yes, this is another story where the main character is based off Margot Robbie.** [**Can you blame me though…**](https://s2.r29static.com/bin/entry/d25/x,80/2231315/image.jpg)

**ENJOY.**

Margot hated coming to the city. Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, watching the concrete monoliths roll by, she wished she could be at home tucked up in bed and reading a book.

Her Mum was driving, occasionally swearing under her breath at the congested Friday night traffic.

‘Yes, go on Mister.’ She snapped sarcastically at a passing car. ‘Overtake me in your stupid SUV. Christ, makes you wonder how some people pass their driving test.’

Margot didn’t reply. Her head was resting on the cool window, looking at a young couple arguing with each other outside a bar. The girl was storming off down the road, struggling to walk in her high heels. Why do girls wear them? She thought to herself.

Networking, Part III [MF, cons]

Networking [Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hekx3n/networking_part_i_f_sexual_tension/) and [Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgb7wx/networking_part_ii_mf/)

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It was early December and Mia was at the industry year-end networking social. She had butterflies in her stomach, which she calmed with red wine. She wasn’t sure if she would run into Julian tonight or not.

They hadn’t seen each other since that night in Montreal. It was probably the most exciting thing to ever happen to Mia. It hadn’t been a mistake, it was just a fun romp. Tonight, Mia was both desperately hoping to see Julian again, and kind of hoping he had gone home for the holidays already and she could avoid being tempted by him again.

In any case, she wore her favourite little dress. It had three-quarter length sleeves and a high neckline, tapered at the waist with a zipper down the back. It was too short to typically wear at the office, but she wore dark nylons that made it passable as professional while also making her legs look damn good. Her hair was done in loose curls that swept the top of her shoulders elegantly.

[Poem] – Roses and Honey

She came to me in the dead of night

Like a vision of unrecounted beauty

With earnestness on the air around her like a cloud

She barely pressed a finger under my chin and it was enough to get me to my feet

She raised me till our lips met

Lips of roses and honey

Soft and sweet

I followed the path, tracing the intricities of her jaw,

To the outline of her chin,

To the delicateness her neck,

Past her chest,

Without word to greet her thighs

I am her toy

There I sang

I sang of love

I sang of lust

I sang of sin

I could taste passion like a fine wine

I cradled it in my tongue as she sang softly

Sweeter still

Her tender voice riles me, begging for more

Now she is mine

Her legs quake and the stars move

Her air of earnestness now a demanding storm

I can feel her scratches across my back

Her hand grip at my hips

Begging

The Elves of the Wood (Part 3) [MF] [Long] [Fantastical]

This is the third installment of an ongoing series. I posted the original two in r/dirtywritingprompts but decided to switch over because the story continues to grow.

[Here is Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/ha604l/pi_the_elves_of_the_wood_part_1/)

[Here is Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/hbqwc4/pi_the_elves_of_the_wood_part_2/)

Part Three

His guarded escort led him across the outskirts of the village in silence, their torches burning brightly in the early twilight. Two guards marched before him, while two more brought up the rear. Their shiny metal helms glinted softly in the torchlight as Drinnen trod along, wondering why so many had been sent to shepherd him.

“Am I a prisoner?” he asked no one in particular.

“Of course not,” one of the guards answered. “You may return home at any time. But you cannot travel onward until your task is complete.”

“I understand that,” Drinnen said, indignant. “But why have they sent four of you to parade me around? Are you afraid I’ll try to rob you of your sticks and rocks?”

“For ease of passage,” the guard answered coolly. “Many of our folk have never had the chance to lay with a man. You would never make it to your destination without our help.”

The barista

7am the bus pulls up at the stop on time to the second. I look over to the main entrance, Starbucks is open, I can get my daily dose of a ‘pick me up’. I step inside and slowly look around. It’s too early and there’s barely anyone inside.

I see the barista, our eyes meet and as usual, I smile, his nearly black eyes looking at mine. “How are you?” I ask him, like every morning and he responds as usual. “I’m ready, to take your order.” He’s tall, his eyes so deeply dark, his smile cute, his hair a bit too short. Why does he not let it grow a little longer, use a little more gel?

Yes, some other men are looking at me as longing at I look at him. But I don’t care about them. All I care about is this dark-haired, tall and handsome barista. I would not be here if it was not for him.

Does he know that I will bite my lips not to say his name later tonight as I push my vibe up between my legs? Does he know that I think of him when I take a sliver of toothpaste and spread it in my wetness to increase the sensitivity of my skin when I dream of him?

Long Distance Changes Things [Part 4] [MFF] [anal] [oral]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h8ijce/long_distance_changes_things_part_1_mf_peeping/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc0zfy/long_distance_changes_things_part_2_mf_oral_anal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/user/undercover_tiger_/comments/hhnmr8/long_distance_changes_things_part_3_mf_oral/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

*As a few more days pass, you notice a small change. In what, you can’t totally be sure, but you think there’s something off with Tanya. She’s always been very flirty with you, but Elyza warned you that she is just a very flirty person. But for the last week or so, Tanya’s been extra flirty with you, and maybe even with Elyza too? “Maybe I’m just overthinking things, feeling a little guilty” you think to yourself. Tanya has not relented in sending you raunchy snapchats, and Elyza has been real close to seeing a few of them. “Whatever it is, I’m not gonna let it ruin my last few days here,” you finally decide, before meeting up with some old friends while both Tanya and Elyza are in class…*

20:54

I wish you were here lightly grazing my thighs while you kiss me slowly. Making your way up, start by just rubbing around my lips, teasing me a little. Bringing your face up to suck on my nipples as you stick one then two fingers in with a curve facing up to focus on my clit and g spot. Biting down on my nipples to play with them a little more, feeling my pussy start to get juicy. Then sliding your dick in, stroking til you feel my legs start to shake. Holding me down as you stroke deeper seeing your dick get all creamy. Giving me those long daddy strokes til your balls deep. You pull out as you see my back arching and eyes rolling back.
You lean in to kiss me gently, starting from my lips and kissing down my body to my pussy. Moving your tongue just the way I like. Spelling your name out to let me know this pussy is yours. Speeding up as you feel my legs start to tighten. That’s when you hold down my legs to keep the pussy spread – it’s an open plate for you. Going faster and faster, focusing on the left side because you know it’s what gets me there. And baby that’s your only mission tonight. Holding me down tighter cause you feel I’m trying to move. That’s when I can’t take it anymore. You know it’s coming, you feel me squirt in your face. You love it, mission accomplished.