Muze vs the superhero [femdom] [villainess] [hypno] [comicbook] [Fm]

Prologue: [https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-prologue.html](https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-prologue.html)

Part1: [https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-ch1.html](https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-ch1.html)

Part2: [https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-ch2.html](https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-ch2.html)

Epilogue: [https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-epilogue.html](https://muze-archives.blogspot.com/2020/05/muze-vs-super-hero-epilogue.html)

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A Haze Of Insecurity [FemalePoV][FF][ENF][Dubious Consent][Masturbation]

I strode away from the Dean’s office, his words still ringing in my mind. Too many fuck-ups, too many skipped classes, too many ‘flagrant displays of disrespect’; one conclusion. I had too much time on my hands.

His ultimatum had been clear. Join one of the university clubs, attend every event for the entire semester, throw myself into something productive. Be a *good* girl. Or get kicked out. Permanently.

Expulsion wasn’t an option, so I pushed my way into the student centre, charged up the stairs to the activities office, barged in and found myself staring at a small man sitting behind a cheap looking desk. A nameplate in front of him read: Jeffrey.

“Name?” he said. His voice was high pitched and nasal. I wondered if something about bureaucracy caused that. Maybe it just helped you get hired. Cause and effect could be so difficult to pin down.

“Elizabeth.”

“And why are you here, Elizabeth?”

“Clubs. I need to join one.”

“My my, I’m afraid we have little left at this late stage. Already weeks into the semester, yes? Everything is full, see?” He indicated a stack of papers with his hand, as if it proved a point.

Tales of Erodale – Chapter 8 – [NSFW, Fantasy, Futa, Rough, Creampie, Domination, Magical Sexual Torture, Cum-Swapping, Oral]

Previous Chapter [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gbqv4h/tales_of_erodale_chapter_7_fantasy_futa_rough/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gbqv4h/tales_of_erodale_chapter_7_fantasy_futa_rough/)

“Cadence, I’m so sorry.” Rose said slowly. Even that much was a stress on the redheaded girl after she had been viciously fucked by Ariela and her magical cock. Cadence shook her head. She gave her friend a brave smile before setting her sharp blue eyes on the Raven Queen.

“I made my choice to come with you, Rose. Just remember, we will bring this bitch down. I’ll blow up this whole damn castle if I have to.” The spunky spellslinger declared before Ariela chuckled and motioned to her guards.

“Take Rose back to her cell. I want her rested for next round.” Two guards moved in and grabbed Rose’s arms. “Don’t worry my dear. You’ll be close enough to hear everything I do to your dear friend.” Ariela said with a dark smile. Rose struggled as the guards in dark black and purple armor pulled the young sorcerous away by her arms. Cum from Ariela’s cock was still spattered all over her bare ass cheeks. An even greater amount of thick white spunk slowly spilled out of her soiled pussy. Rose would have enjoyed the sensation normally, but it was being picked apart steadily as her knees and legs were dragged along the stone floor. Another guard opened up a heavy door to take the defeated woman away. As she turned back, her damp crimson hair moved slightly as she fixed Cadence with a stalwart look.

The Text (Pt. 2) [mf, cheating]

Here is the link to part 1 if you missed it!

[The Text (Pt. 1)](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gwqp6t/the_text_pt1_mf_sexting_cheating/)

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I hungrily scooped up Jason’s phone the second his car left the driveway.  He was heading to the gym, so I had at least an hour to dive into his chats with Rachel again.  It had been almost a week since I had access to his phone, and I was dying to delve into his chat history again.  Last night after Jason had fallen asleep I’d unplugged his phone just enough so that it wouldn’t charge, knowing that he was planning on hitting the gym first thing this morning.  If his phone was dead, he’d leave it here to charge.  I felt a little guilty, but I figured if anyone should feel guilty it should be him, right?

Anyway, I sprawled across the bed, Jason’s phone still plugged in to charge, and found the text message chain between him and Rachel, scrolling back to pick up where I last left off.  Rachel was texting first.

*Hey, Sexy.  Just saw you walk by.  Where are you heading?*

*Out to grab some lunch.  Want me to pick something up for you?*

The Hitchhiker with Three Nipples [M/M] [oral] [ass play] [paranormal] [rural]

I was out driving my truck around in the country one morning, meant to be meeting my buddy Harland over at his place to remove this big bastard snappin’ turtle that had bedded down in Harland’s neighbor’s pond. Harland bred show turtles, he’d done that for I don’t know how long. He’s still got a whole mess of them in these tanks all over his house. Some of ‘em are real nice. Well anyway, he ended up canceling on me, again.

I decided to go drive around anyway, since I was already out. So, I was taking my time on the old roads, corncob pipe in one hand, newspaper in the other, when I saw this hitchhiker, thumbing me down for a ride. I decided to stop as I wasn’t in any hurry, and this dude had a nice look about him. That of course means he had a bulge in his crotch I could see from a mile away. So, I pulled over and he threw his backpack and gear into the bed of the truck then hopped in beside me.

Staying Entertained During Work Zoom Calls (MF)

Yet another yawn inducing zoom call… I was growing weary of all these pointless video meetings. And this one was just a team check-in. I had already given my portion, but I was expected to sit silently by and just listen.

Just off camera, my girlfriend had finished her meetings and decided to mess with me, knowing I was on camera. She was a curvy Latina with big tits that she knew I loved. Standing behind my laptop, she began swaying seductively and pulled out those luscious tits which bounced pleasantly in their freedom.

I tried to keep my face composed on camera, but she knew I was entranced. Below the table, my pants started to tent while I watched her tease me. She noticed with a wicked grin.

Onto her knees, she climbed under the table and carefully pulled my dick out of my shorts. It immediately sprang to attention as I adjusted to camera upward to be safe.

Teasingly, she kissed and licked up and down the shaft. I sat tensed, trying to maintain some professionalism on camera. When my girlfriend slowly took my head between her lips and eased me down toward her throat, I blinked my eyes and sighed peacefully.

Imprisoned in Paradise Ch 2

Link to Chapter One:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/gtnhe7/imprisoned_in_paradise/](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/gtnhe7/imprisoned_in_paradise/)

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Cleanup and “redressing” is distant and quicker than usual, as Dr. Janet seems to be in a massive hurry. The more I question her about the surprise guest or *guests* the less attention she pays to me. No usual teasing or taunting, just emotionless surgical procedure. Ahhhhh, cold, cold. She presses freezing washcloth on my most delicate area, which is far more sensitive than it normally is, post orgasm. I shake all over and watch the shrinkage take it’s toll immediately. It’s the only way to fit me back into my cage, but there has to be a less invasive alternative. Normally there’s some taunting and tease, but nothing today. Like I don’t exist anymore.

As Dr. Janet presses against me, struggling to undo my arm straps, jostling up and down, I can feel her taught body. She may be trying to ignore me, but her arousal is still very evident.

Ouch… The familiar sting is back. That’s the problem with a ruined orgasm, physically the pressure resides but MENTALLY I am more turned on than ever.

[MF] Two friends who really shouldn’t meet up, yet do

It happened again, the two friends who should not meet… have met again.

The last time these met up, Tony was on a work trip and Mia was meant to meet up with him with her husband, however for one reason or another, the husband couldn’t make it. So it gave a chance for Tony and Mia to catch up, have a few drinks, remenis about college years and stumble to Tony’s hotel room and well, Mia was reminded of Tony’s huge cock.

Now, Tony is in town again, however Mia was a little reluctant to attempt to meet up. While on one hand, she missed Tony and wanted to catch up, the other… she knew it was bad and that just made her confused… and wet. So, she decided to go ahead, this time dragging her husband along. After discussing the arrangements with Tony about what restaurant, when and some flirts here and there, it was time for them to meet up again.

The restaurant was a nice little place along the high street, nothing too extravagant, just a bar & grill. Conversations are flowing just as you’d expect, catching up, banter and talking about nerdy stuff between the guys, poor Mia was say between us.

The Roommates, Part 10 [NSFW]

I read the text aloud to Kelly and we both just looked at one another in silence for a minute. I wasn’t scared of Brock but I wasn’t eager for him to go through what he was about to go through. With that said, the ball was already in motion so it was pretty much unavoidable. Unless Kelly had some major flaw and I found out in the next day or so, it was unlikely we were going back now. Hell, I already put down a first and last month’s rent and a security deposit on the house off Pacific. “Let’s just get it over with now,” I said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. She scooted to the edge next to me and rested her head on my shoulder, something she’d only done handful of times but I loved it. “I just think its crazy how all these years I’ve wondered about you, thought about you, had like, you know, butterflies in my stomach around you, and now out of nowhere we’re like, dating.” It was crazy but then again, 2020 had proven to be pretty crazy so far. “You had butterflies in your stomach for me?” I nudged her with my arm and could see she was blushing a little bit. My phone went off again and snapped us out of our moment. It was Brock again. “I should be the one to talk to him,” Kelly said, “but from my phone.”

One Girl’s Hell… [NonCons] [Tentacle] [Futa] [Cumflation] [Lesbian] [Unnatural]

My entertainment for the night comes down from his orgasm, panting heavily with his still half erect cock lodged in my throat. I’m laying on the bed, saliva and other fluids from the rough face fucking spilling from my open mouth, dripping up my inverted head and dampening my hair. My back is pressed into the mattress, his hands firmly pushing me down throughout his climax, squeezing at my exposed breasts. One of my legs arches up, foot buried in a tangle of blankets, the other spreads across the bed dangling off the other side. The panties still covering my aching pussy are soaked, one of my hands beneath the silk material, two fingers buried inside the warmth. My other hand hangs loosely at the huffing man’s side, not really reaching out for anything in particular.