Weekend Away Part 4: What Happens After Dinner (MF)

After a quick shower, we headed out to a nice restaurant easy walking distance from where we were staying. Whereas we arrived here tense, stressed, and (in my case) backed up, Katie and I felt at total ease as we made our way to our table, ordered some Italian food, and a good bottle of wine.

We dined and drank, dispensing with everything outside of our vacation and casually flirting with each other. I deliberately wore a slightly tighter shirt, causing Katie’s eyes to pop out as she traced the outlines of my chest and shoulders in the shirt.

I wasn’t alone in wearing teasingly tight clothes. Katie’s navy blue dress closely hugged her body and pushed her boobs up to display a sexy amount of cleavage. Her legs looked sexy and her ass high and tight with her heels.

Once safely back into our room, I grabbed Katie’s tits from behind and pulled her close to me. I bit down on her neck and slowly freed her boobs from the dress. One hand climbed up to her neck. “Do you like when I grab you like this?”

PUNISH ME WITH YOUR DICK! [MF]

“Punish me! Punish me with your dick!” I screamed.

Indeed, I had been a naughty girl and needed some discipline. Mike kept ramming me from behind as I groaned and gritted my teeth. I was caught looking at big veiny dicks on PornHub and Mike wanted to show me he could use his better than my mind could have imagined.

“I’m going to FUCK YOU harder than you’ve ever had before you dirty slut!” He exclaimed.

He had me in doggy style, grabbed my biceps, and pulled my arms back. He suspended my upper body off the mattress and I could not brace on to anything. I had to take his dick as hard as he wanted to give it to me.

“Please…fuu…..ckkkk..me…. I need it! I’m a baaaaad…. girl!” I stuttered.

His dick was enraged and I could feel the difference. He wanted me to feel pain and he wanted me to beg for forgiveness.

“I can feel your pussy getting so tight. Are you about to cum?! You’re not allowed to cum yet. HOLD IT IN!” He ordered.

My favorite canoeing trip, or, how my husband and I fucked our sexy friend on the Crystal River…[MFF, Exh, Nature, Cumslut]

“This is not my idea of romantic,” Juli sighed as she sipped her coffee.

“Oh c’mon!” My husband encouraged rubbing a hand against her knee in the backseat. “It’s gonna be great!”

I knew there was no talking him out of it. He had his determined face on, at five in the morning. Starbucks hadn’t even been open. We were forced to get coffee from our house as Chris strapped on the canoe.

“The sun isn’t even going to be up for another hour,” Juli moaned, “so why are we?”

“How ’bout you shut your cute little mouth and drink your coffee? We’re here,” Chris winked.

“Cute little mouth isn’t getting anywhere near your cock with comments like that,” she grumbled, pouring herself out of the car in a sleepy huddle.

He’d already begun to unload the canoe on the boat ramp. Being a local was beneficial. We knew the only ramp on Crystal River that wasn’t gated during off hours. We’d done this before. We would Park where everyone else would hours later and go canoe to watch the sunrise.

I was used to it. Juli wasn’t.

Underhive: A Soothing Sansation

And there it is, after several months, here we have it, Underhive: A Soothing Sansation.
Now, what is Underhive?
My dear friends, Underhive is an almost 63,000 word erotic novel describing the day to day life of Bee Sans, the highlight is the deeply developing lore and highly detailed graphic sex scenes.
Due to its size, it simply cannot fit on Reddit, which is why you must use one of several links to access it (Website, Subreddit, Discord), currently only the website has it but I’m working on the others.
A small preview of the beginning:

You look at yourself in the mirror, as always, an outcast, your origins unknown, always treated differently.

The bees of the hive accepted you as you are, welcomed you as one of their own, but you were always differently.

While growing up some of the other bees wouldn’t even talk to you.

The only thing you’re ever certain of is that you are indisputably Sans, the one unique bee of the hive.

“Another day” you hum as you leave your lonely bed, “Doesn’t even feel different anymore.”.

Networking, Part II [MF]

[Networking Part I is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hekx3n/networking_part_i_f_sexual_tension/)

Mia’s presentation went off without a hitch. She relished in being dressed up in front of the crowd, sharing her research. The rest of the conference flew by. Though Mia found the sessions interesting, it was that evening events that made her excited.

A select few young professionals were invited to a wine and cheese networking event hosted by a top firm. As a presenter, Mia was invited. She had a feeling Julian would be there, given his popularity and success. He seemed to know everyone.

After the daytime events wrapped up, Mia changed from business-casual attire into a slim fitted skirt and flowy tank top in the conference centre ladies’ room. She dusted herself with dry shampoo and refreshed her makeup, adding a conspicuous shade of red to her lips for the evening.

Hot for Teacher [FF, Fdom, NC, MC] (part 4)

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Michelle was led by Kim naked down the steps into a basement area that Susan had converted into her private play room. Instead of a traditional den or recreation room, Michelle gazed at the sights before her. There was a variety of chains hanging from the ceiling as well as padded benches and a shower in the corner.

The older women had not accompanied her downstairs as Kim busied herself with the task of preparing her young lover.

The teacher made no comment as she was taken to a spot in the room and leather restraints again placed on her wrists as they were fastened to two chains hanging from the ceiling. Similar restraints were placed on her ankles and a bar was placed between her outstretched legs which kept them spread and they were fastened to the ankle restraints.

Her arms were pulled up and apart and the tension actually lifted her until the soles of her heels were barely touching the floor. Michelle had never experienced anything but light bondage with her boyfriend Kyle as he had occasionally tied her up, but nothing compared to the treatment she was now receiving.

Step Mom’s Secret: Enticed [F4M][INCEST][STEPMOM][STEPSON][EROTICA]

**- Maggie -**

Maggie hated herself in that moment. So much so that in her thoughts when she cursed herself, she called herself by her given name of ‘Margret’ instead of what she insisted everyone else call her, Maggie. She laid there with tears swelling in her eyes but refused to allow one tear drop to fall down her cheek.

*You’re so stupid, Margret. You’re not going to cry. Not in front of your stepson. You’re a grown woman and your sobbing like the stupid child you are!*

Maggie took slow and steady breaths through her mouth because she knew if she sniffed through her nose the wet stuffy sound it would make would alert her stepson she was crying again. And he was laying right behind her in the bed.

Taking a deep breath, Maggie cleared her thoughts. She had managed to calm herself down ever since going inside her stepson’s hotel room, but now as she laid in the darkness trying to find sleep, all of her thoughts swelled back to the fight she just left in the next hotel room over.

Hot for Teacher [FF, Fdom, NC, MC] (part 3)

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All three women were famished after their early evening of lovemaking. Lisa had earlier prepared a light meal of chicken salad on a bed of lettuce capped off with a chilled Sauvignon Blanc. Michelle felt strange as she sat at the table dining with the two women, totally nude as they required, while both Kim and Lisa donned the kimonos they had on earlier in the day. After a while she became relaxed as she enjoyed not only the refreshments but the conversation.

Lisa seemed genuinely interested as she asked probing questions about how Michelle had decided to become a teacher and in particular what her day was like with her sixth grade students. Lisa and Kim listened intently as Michelle talked about her students, the school, her best friend Denise, and even her relationship with Kyle.

Switching gears Lisa asked about other interest she had. Michelle appreciated art although she didn’t consider herself much of an artist. She enjoyed music and loved to dance.

“Dance? What kind of dancing do you like,” Lisa inquired.

“I don’t know,” Michelle replied. “I like going out to the clubs with my boyfriend. You know, just dancing,” she smiled.

Romantic dinner together

I come to your house, dressed up for our dinner date. I’m in a nice dress shirt and pants, and by special request a neck tie. I ring your door bell and you come out looking stunning, your make up all done up, new nails, the whole shebang. Also the dress you’re wearing is really short but just long enough to tease anyone walking behind you. The neck line is really deep plunging cause you love how distracted i get by you cleavage. During the drive to the fondue restaurant we talk and flit with each other heavily, it takes all my will power not to let your cleavage distract me as i’m driving.

We arrive at the restaurant, I get out of the car and run to your side to open the door like the gentleman I am. As you step out I see your beautiful, sexy legs and I compliment you on them. Once out of the car i wrap my arm around your waist and pull you in for a deep, passionate kiss. Then I lead us into the restaurant. They seat us at a little two person both where the seats are next to each other. This is perfect because i plan to tease you throughout dinner . We order some wine and our food and quickly settle into deep conversations. My hand slowly makes its way to your leg, moving slowly up your thigh as we’re talking and flirting. You make a point to flash your cleavage at me every once in a while, especially when out waiter comes to the table. You know how much I love you being a tease to other men.

The teacher

Classic I know, but I wanted to write something that turned me on and this is what I managed, please let me know your thoughts.

Teacher 

It was a day like any other. My students came into class, I gave a lecture, they left. It was the same cycle I’d lived for twenty years. And it was always the same mundane cycle, except for one detail, Maisie Bloom. She was an ‘a’ grade student, top of her class, but that’s not why she made my day better. Maisie was an angel. She was short but curvy, her thighs were like caramel, smooth and thick. Her breasts were barely contained by her button top. Her hair curly and brown, hung down over her shoulders, perfectly framing her angelic innocent face. Her tan skin looked like silk. She was the most perfect person I’d ever seen. The only problem was that she was my pupil.

I’d taught her for years and she was about to graduate. Id always managed to control myself around her, no matter how short her skirt was. After all, it wasn’t worth risking my job over. But today I felt different….