Remembering a holiday fuck [MF] MILF ANAL YOUNG/OLD

Browsing through Facebook and I saw the profile of a woman I fucked probably 16 years ago on My last holiday with my parents in turkey.

The resort was one that appealed to all sorts of people, families, couples and groups of friends.

The first week went by. Uneventful but enjoyable but into the second week I started to notice I was getting some attention from two older away just the two of them.

I was twenty. Full of energy and confidence and so happened across the pair around the pool and struck up conversation with the younger of the two.

Yvonne must’ve been 45. She told me she was a beautician and you would believe it. Her skin was smooth, her nails manicured on both her hands and feet. She had long blonde hair, was slim and had a nice figure. She wasn’t beautiful but she was pretty enough and very flirty.

The conversation lasted 20 minutes and ended with her telling me that her and her friend were off out that night into the village for cocktails. They’d be in the Karaoke bar from 10.

My Big Titty Goth GF and I Are Vampires [lesbian] [blood-play] [threesome] [satire] [erotic…horror?]

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hev8el/my_big_titty_goth_gf_is_a_vampire_lesbian_virgin/)

I blinked.

I blinked again.

I took in my surroundings. The torchlight was flickering. My neck was aching. I didn’t see Miranda.

I didn’t see Miranda!!!

I jumped to my feet, and immediately fell on my face. Luckily, it was into the pile of throw pillows scattered around the quizzically massive sewer tunnel. My limbs were weaker than I’d ever felt. Exhaustion pumped through my veins, much unlike my actual heartbeat.

A touch on my back.

A gentle voice.

“Sam.”

“Miranda?” I stilled completely, every bit of nervousness dripping out of me. Her hand traced up and down my bare back, and slipped slim fingers down my panties.

As her fingers traced the dripping flesh, she whispered, “You know that’s not my name, my beautiful one….”

“Mistress….My Mistress,” I moaned, lifting my hips to aid her as she tugged my clothing off of me. “I feel so–”

“Shhh. Sh, and let me touch you, my pretty one….I will sate some of your hungers for you, pet. Just roll over for me, and let me touch you….”

The Arena of Loads [MF] [Fantasy] [Beast] [Exhibition] [Public] [Excess] [cum] [Oral] [Second person?]

Forgot to put this in the title, but this also includes **degrading and humiliation** so don’t read if you’re not into that. **The reader has the pov of the girl in the story.**

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The Arena of Loads

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Warm lights hit your face as you approached the gate. A doorway to the infamous arena. This was a place of much significance to the society you found yourself in. An ancient, holy place. A place for men to sate their lusts.

The smooth, dark marble that the entire structure was constructed of felt cold under you naked feet. You were in an underground hallway leading to the main stage. The arena itself was a round structure surrounded by elevated seating arrangements for an audience.

This place was built as shrine for release. A building with the sole purpose of letting out men’s most depraved needs. To enter its arena was a great honor, though once you were inside you’d be greeted with no politeness or respect.

You had been selected for today. Secretly it had been a fantasy of yours for years.

Knock, knock…no [MF] [oral] [tease]

The housing situation at my university was based mostly on the assumption that students would escape the dorms once they were free to after sophomore year. Though upperclass students did live in the dorms, they were rare. My roommate, Matt, and I were among this rare breed senior year. We had lived off campus briefly, but decided it wasn’t worth the hassle- shopping and cooking for ourselves, having to get up earlier to commute into school, remembering to pay rent monthly, etc. By then we were of legal drinking age as well, and didn’t have to worry about enjoying adult beverages in the dorms as we did as underclass students. The dorms seemed like a good choice.

We chose one of the more sedate dorms, not wanting to deal with the usual freshman/sophomore rowdiness. Because we also did a work study job for the university housing facilities department, we were able get rid of extraneous furniture in our room to make space for a big couch and decent size beer fridge. Overall, we had a pretty sweet set up. We pretty much kept an open door policy in our room and got a lot of visitors from the floor, especially among the freshmen on the floor who wanted to get to know and understand these odd creatures called seniors. They were harmless for the most part and provided a distraction and some entertainment.

The Nurses, Chapter 10 [NSFW]

Chapter 10

Adam was in a daze the rest of the drive back to his house. I’d never given him road head before, nor had we even discussed it as part of our “have you ever” type convos we’d had so far. When we pulled into the driveway he threw the truck into park and turned to me, the cab lights dimming slowly until we sat in darkness. 

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“That was really good. Like, really good,” he wasn’t even grinning or smiling, he just looked like he was in awe. 

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“Thank you,” I motioned a partial bow towards him and smiled. He ran his fingers through his wavy hair and then rested his hand on his knee. I could tell he was building up to say something but I really didn’t know what it was.

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“Were you jealous that Angela, well, you know, is Angela. Or did it kinda turn into some mild foreplay watching her try and get my attention?” he wasn’t sure how’d I’d react to this question, I could tell in his body language; he fiddled with the knee of his jeans a bit when he spoke. I laughed at his nervousness, though I did deep-down find it to be pretty cute that he didn’t want to upset me. What a good boyfriend.

A teacher blackmailed – MILF’s descent into lust (Part 1) (Forced)

*This will be a long story to make the build-up that more interesting. Let me know in the comments or chat what you think. if you have suggestions or a request for a new story, you can let me know as well.*

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Laura was a normal woman, a single mom of 2, living in an average suburb neighbourhood. She was 46 years old, but her husband passed away a long time ago. Her son and daughter had already moved out, so she was now living alone. Her looks were more than average. Her gorgeous facial features always made her look younger than she really was and when she was seen with her son and daughter, she would look like an older sister rather than their mother. Her smile made people like her right away and her dark red dyed hair that just reached her shoulders made her look somewhat playful. As a teacher she knew she had to be very professional while working but after hours she really enjoyed life by going out a lot and attending parties. The times where she wanted to go out and her friends couldn’t join her, she would take her daughter and they would enjoy their nights of mischief together. Both would often get a lot of attention from men, but Laura never really acted on it. She was happy with her family as it was, even though her sex life was practically non-existent. She always was the adventurous type, but it never really got exciting in her bedroom anymore. But things could start to change soon, even outside the bedroom.

Good Morning! [MF, true story, squirting, short story]

Based on a true story, a few tiny creative liberties were taken though.

I stir awake way too early and decide to help ease him awake… I climb over to straddle his legs and he starts to stir as I kiss his stomach and whisper ‘shhh’. I pull his boxers down and put his entire cock into my mouth, half hard. Almost instantaneously, he stiffens at the feeling of my warm mouth around him. I circle my tongue around the tip a few times before taking him in my mouth entirely as he gasps into a moan. Hearing him getting so turned on I can tell I’m already getting wet before I even touch myself… I reach down and as expected I’m soaked. I climb up to his lap and ease myself onto him. He feels me gripping his dick with my body while I take this opportunity to slowly circle him inside of me while I rub my clit. I can feel it building up inside of me and so can he as I pulsate on his shaft. It’s too much for me to handle so early in the morning and I ease off my clit, but he’s awake now and won’t let that happen. He grabs my ass cheek with one hand for leverage to thrust as the other rubs my clit. My breath is getting heavier and my moans are quickening as I can’t hold out any longer and cum, squirting on top of him. Seeing me get off and feeling every tightening spasm of my pussy during orgasm he follows shortly after. I stay on top of him and kiss him deeply as I feel his warm cum running down my thighs and I nibble his ear and whisper ‘Good Morning’.

Leveling Up [Chapter 4]

I had quickly left the city after receiving the championship’s prize money and said my farewells to them. Little did they know, their precious city would become a desolate wasteland where it will age and rot. As I was leaving town I came across a very unusual creature. When ur saw me approach it it immediately vanished out of thin air but thanks to my [Tracking] I was able to locate the creature’s location and swiftly gobble it up. I gained little to nothing by swallowing the creature but soon git a skill called [Cloak]. As it suggests, [Cloak]’s ability is to disguise or cloak the user making tgen vanish like the invisible cloth in Harry Potter (don’t quote me on that as I have never read a Harry Potter book). I quickly leveled [Cloak] to Lvl. 50 that way I could get the maximum amount of time to use it. I was still passively using [Lightweight] but soon it was removed from my skills and put into my specialties. My balls and breasts were very full and needed to be milked, so I spent a whole day milking my breasts and balls. I didn’t want to let the cum and milk go to waste so I shoved my mammoth cock and breasts into my mouth, barely being able to fit them all at once. My nipples were 1/2 the thickness of my dick but still pretty thick. My cum was super creamy and delicious being a tad bit salty. My milk was more creamy and had a sweeter taste to it than my cum. My belly immediately bloated but shrank due to my specialty called [Cum Concersion: Growth] which caused my ass to swell up pretty big, soon becoming my largest asset. After milking my breasts and balls dry I would exact my plan at night that way I could move more stealthy.

Self Care Sunday [f, masturbation, voyeurism, college]

Sundays are supposed to be lazy, but I always have so many things to do.  This morning I woke up earlier than usual, and naturally, I was horny as fuck… but I needed to focus.  My math exam is only a few days away and I have to study today.  I got up and stretched my arms and a soft, little moan escaped my lips.  “Wow”, I thought to myself, “That was super hot.”  Do you ever get turned on by yourself?  I think everyone should experience that, it’s a beautiful concept.  What I love most is that I don’t need anyone else to have great sex, and it makes me feel so powerful as an individual.  

Ch 3: Claire

He finished his lunch leaning back on his chair, listening to music, recovering. He would look out out his door and occasionally catch Claire looking over, she would always look away when he noticed. The rest of the day was business as usual, he even took some time to train her. He expected much her, as she had been the best candidate for the job and came highly recommended. As the work day ends, he sees Claire begins to pack up as he gets ready himself. He walks up to her and ask if it is ok to speak with her out of the office, she looks down and away as she studders a yes, leading then to walk out together.
They reach the parking lot where he turns to her, making her blush again, she doesn’t understand why she feel like this around him, something about him makes her mind rush.
He explains that he understands that they just met, but asks her if she would like come over later tonight, that his wife wants to get to know her, he also explains that his wife has certain likes that may not appeal the general population, adding that he expects her and understand if she rejects. His position puts him in a bind as he must make sure she understands that her decision has no bearing her job, her decision must come from the realm of free will.
She hesitates looking down away from him again, she’s heard of him from Meg, she knows him and his wife are a bit wild, but not bad people, her fear wasn’t of him, it was her. Part of her knew what she would be getting herself into, and was scared but also curious, always have been. With her prolonged silence, he assumes it may become conflict her, which he didn’t want, so he startes to say good night, “Ok!” she cuts him off. He gives a chuckle before sending her a text with his address and going their respective ways.