New Adventures in Quarantine Chapter 1: Shooting Your Virtual Shot (MF) (FACETIME)

After a couple weeks of social distancing, I was getting antsy. Out of habit, I picked up my phone, but was sick of my normal apps and started scrolling through my phone when I noticed Riley. We had met at a bar months ago and met for drinks a couple of times, but nothing more.

I figured “what the hell”, and shot her a lame ass wyd text, and to my surprise got a quick response. We started chatting about how bored we were and realized we both were a potentially contaminated flight away from our family, and left with phone calls with friends and family.

After a number of texts we agreed to a FaceTime happy hour. When the video came up, I was treated to a cute dirty blonde with a bottle of wine. I cracked open my rum and began chatting again.

On the first glass, I became aware of how much I missed being around sexy girls. Her little shorts were riding high up her legs and her tight shirt cupped her perky tits. In her comfort, her bra-less nipples poked through her shirt mesmerizing me.

Around the second glass, she admitted how horny she was.

Camping with Mrs. Lawrence

Holy fucking hot!

“I think she’s out,” Joshua said, and this time, he did so at a normal speaking voice.

“Yeah,” said Bobby.

“You want to jack off together for awhile?” asked Joshua.

That was when my heart skipped a beat. I was locked in a cabin alone with two young men who were going to jack off in the dark together. I thought at that point that maybe I should stop them, but I stayed silent and discreetly continued rubbing my crotch in spite of myself.

“Definitely!” agreed Bobby. “Should I climb up there?”

The takeaway: Summer camp leads to a hot hot bisexual three way between a camp councilor and two campers!

[https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/camping/camping-with-mrs-lawrence](https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/camping/camping-with-mrs-lawrence)

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 2 (MF) (Toys) (Oral) (Office Play)

That evening, Anna took his order to heart. She got home, kissed her husband deeply on the mouth, and upstairs with a bottle of wine to run a bath. The warm water felt incredibly therapeutic after the what her body had been through earlier in the day.

“I’ve fucked porn stars and princesses… I want to fuck you, Anna.” His words echoed in her head over and over. She shook her head in disbelief. Why would he pick her when he could have any woman he wants? Not that she should complain, she thought, her mind replaying how she had been fucked. A smile spread across her face as she dipped her hand under the water to touch herself. But even her own touch was too much for her ravaged womanhood. She let out a sigh, sipped her wine, and let the warm water work its magic on her many aching parts.

The next day she got dressed, tight black skirt, and a simple v-neck with a cardigan, 4-inch stiletto heels, and a necklace that hung deep into her ample cleavage. She made sure her makeup was perfect. She was no longer just dressing for work. She was dressing to impress. Quickly kissing her husband out of band she walked out the door, anxious to see her new office.

How my girlfriend collected on her debt (long) [mmff] Pt 5

[Part 1] (https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g820ja/how_my_best_friend_and_i_became_more_than_that_mm/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g7k32h/how_my_best_friend_and_i_started_fooling_around/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g89rjf/how_my_best_friend_and_i_showed_off_to_impress_a/)

[Part 4](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gao4f6/how_my_best_friend_and_i_became_indebted_to_my/)

Soon after my girlfriend and I talked, I hit up Ell. We had kept in contact generally speaking even though we were no longer at the community college together. She was working part time doing tattoos while looking for steadier work. It was very Ell. She had helped me find weed hookups more than once. After shooting the shit for the socially acceptable amount of time, I told her we were overdue to get together. She agreed. Then I made it a little clearer, referencing the time we partied with Chris. She immediately got flirtatious and excited, more so when I mentioned my girlfriend. Ell had no idea what she was in for.

Friday evening. Chris and I are hanging out; he knows we’re partying that night and agrees to stick around. When Sarah gets home, she stops and angrily glares at Chris. He stutters out a greeting. She storms up to him, as if our recent tryst had deeply offended her. Chris looked like an animal going through flight or freeze panic. Of course, Sarah busted out laughing. Relief and embarrassment washed over Chris as he turned red and chuckled. Sarah simply shook her head, kissed him on the cheek warmly and said she was glad he was there.

How my best friend and I became indebted to my girlfriend… (short) [mm] Pt 4

[Part 1] (https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g820ja/how_my_best_friend_and_i_became_more_than_that_mm/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g7k32h/how_my_best_friend_and_i_started_fooling_around/)

[Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g89rjf/how_my_best_friend_and_i_showed_off_to_impress_a/)

So this whole story started senior year with my friend here and continued here. Later on, we realized our fantasy of a threeway for the first time here. But honestly, we had no idea what was coming.

I was two years into college and transferred to a nearby university, the same one my best friend Chris was attending. It was there that I met my long term girlfriend Sarah. The attraction was strong from the outset and us getting together alone is a tale of its own. But that’s not the story we’re here to tell today. What is important is that we’ve been together many, many years and we were always very open together. This extended to our sex life, where we tried any and everything the other was game for. It made for some very interesting memories.

After about a year together we ended up renting a place together. Naturally, we got more adventurous. We started entertaining the idea of a threeway. At this point I hadn’t been specific, but it felt relevant, so I told her about my past partners. Specifically, I mentioned Chris and Ell. She was equal parts surprised and excited. She had known Chris for some time now and had always found him attractive; she admitted to fantasizing about us together. She had never met Ell but something told me she wanted to.

Self Discovery, I Toy With You Not… (f), masturbation, vaginal & anal play, fact or fiction?

Recently I purchased 2 sexual pleasure toys with a gift certificate I won from Bellesa. I managed to buy myself a couple toys with that. One was just this pretty little anal plug, with a sparkly blue gemstone at the base. The other was this.. double Satisfyer thing. Basically shaped like a U, one end a bit bigger than the other. So the point here is to slide the smaller end inside me, and let the larger head rest over my clit.

Read on at your own risk *kissy noises*

Soooo yeah I got them out and of course tested the strength of the vibrator. Both ends vibrate, which was a whole different kinda wow. Instructions said to slide the small end in, and tbh I’d been contemplating playing for like an hour so I was already wet. I laid on the bed, got comfortable. I was almost shaking with something. Excitement? Need?

I turned it on, highest steady setting, and slid the little end fully inside me. And it’s shape is fucking genius. The big head part? Legit lays right on my clit. I wiggled for a second, getting used to the feel.

The Breeding Machine (Chapter 3 – 4)

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

If you’re new, you can read Chapters 1 – 2 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g55ozi/the_breeding_machine_chapters_1_3_oc_incest/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g55ozi/the_breeding_machine_chapters_1_3_oc_incest/)

# CHAPTER THREE: WEEK ONE

And so, here we are.

I look across to you, resilience in my eyes. We’re sitting there, on our bed, on our first week of the chamber. The air is still, and warm, but your hand feels cold. I see the worry in your eyes.

“Hey” I whisper “It’s gonna be ok, we don’t have to do anything. We’re gonna be fine”

“You don’t know that” you reply, without turning your head. You just sit there, facing forward at the large metal door, wishing you had the key. And you were right. I didn’t know any of that. Running your fingers through mine, you turn to me.

“I’m scared… that…” you falter, pursing your lips and shaking your head before continuing “I’m scared that we’re going to give in”

The thought had crossed both our minds. The rules were simple. Just play by the rules, and no one gets hurt. But disobey the overseers, and we’d go hungry for days.

First time in an underground parking lot [First time] [MF]

Heavy rain slaps hard against the pavement as we quicken our pace, searching for shelter. The droplets feel warm on my skin, reflecting the July heat. I glance at my phone for the time, noticing the glowing moon bouncing off the rain puddles as we pass them. It is far too late and I know I should be getting home, but all I can think about is hiding from the rain.

We dance in and out of shops, restaurants, gaining shelter for moments before moving on. Most of the shops on the strip are closing, and the restaurants too upscale to allow two wet teenagers dripping inside their doors.

Continuing on, we laughed out loud in the quiet streets as we splashed through dark puddles, yearning for a dry cover.

We finally approach a large building, grey and looming. A parking garage. With few cars in sight, we hurry inside, running down the slanted drive into an empty underground lot. Spotting a small door at the far corner of the lot, you grab my hand and pull me towards it. We slip inside, pulling the heavy door tightly shut behind us. Now safely enclosed in the stairwell, our bags fall to the ground and I shed my sweater, flinging it at the bottom of the staircase. You sit on the concrete steps while I brush the soaking hair from my eyes and bend over to squeeze the water out.

Visiting Anna – 02 Requests and payments

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/)

“I think you need another glass of wine before I tell you more!” She stood up and went to get a bottle from the fridge, poured generously and sat back down.

“So let me tell you a little about what I was thinking, and a bet I have going with some of my friends.”

I was already feeling a bit tipsy after finishing half a bottle of wine, so it took a moment for me to realize Anna had undone the top of her blouse. It was not just the first few buttons, but half way down her shirt. The fabric was only loosely covering her breasts now, and I could clearly see her cleavage.

“So…” Anna started as she leaned forward to place a hand on my leg. Her breasts pushed forwards, opening her blouse even more. I looked down to see that her nipples were just barely holding onto the outer ends of the fabric.

High Off Cock [MFM] [Freeuse]

Peg took another swig of her wine glass while she looked for the perfect song. She wiggled in her dress. Although she loved dressing up and feeling sexy, she only did this every so often, and with her new challenge this evening, she wanted to look pretty for the occasion even if she felt a bit uncomfortable through it. Any time she would make out any sound coming from the bedroom, she would feel tempted to touch herself. But she didn’t. She wanted everything to go perfectly. She had planned and saved for this moment for weeks, and she had always pictured herself calm through her fantasies.

She heard the doorbell ring and she picked up her glass and drained it before smoothing out her dress. She could make out her reflection in the microwave, and she used it to check her lipstick before strutting to the front door to open it.

Typically, Peg didn’t like how she looked. She didn’t like her curly, brown hair. She didn’t like her dull brown eyes or her coffee complexion. She also didn’t like how her tits stuck out so far compared to the rest of her body. If given enough time and energy, Peg could probably find a million things wrong with her body. But when it came to events like this, she didn’t feel ugly. She felt amazing. She felt sexy. She felt unattainable and slutty all at the same time.