Tales of Erodale – Chapter 6 – [Fantasy, Threesome, Rough, Creampie, Fingering, Sexual Interrogation]

Previous Chapter – [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fh3lp4/tales_of_erodale_chapter_5_fantasy_fxmimic_rough/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fh3lp4/tales_of_erodale_chapter_5_fantasy_fxmimic_rough/)

“Cadence!” The named was called out with a sense of rage and anguish. The sound bounced off the dark-stoned walls of the castle but the woman who had uttered the noise didn’t care. The powerful sorceress named Rose had been unable to figure out any way to reunite with her friend Cadence, the spellslinger with brown and purple hair.

Part of her knew she shouldn’t, but she was kicking herself for not having kept a closer watch on Cadence. ‘She should have known better.’ Rose thought with a bit of anger, but she still wasn’t about to do anything less than to find her friend. Alas after ten minutes of running her hands all along the stone and using every spell she could think of to open up a passage, it had all been for naught.

The lovely sorceress finally admitted defeat, letting her back fall against the thick stones of the wall. The young woman was frustrated and a bit sad. She was alone and still had a job to do. Worse, she did not believe that she would be able to save Prince Belind without the help of her capable spellslinger friend.

Commute [M/F]

This is a second story from my past venture of writing erotica. Amante, I dedicate this one to you.

Commute

Sam Sheldon preferred to ride the city’s MetroRail system to and from work. The commute was only forty-five minutes one way. The railcars were often filled to the hilt with people, and the cleanliness was sometimes questionable. But the expense of maintaining a car and parking it in the city made riding the public railway system the most economical and sensible way to go.

The MetroRail had become more than a means of transportation for him. Each railcar became a mobile temple where he could meditate on his mundane life, and hope to find some sort of enlightenment. He thought about his marriage and his wife, who was emasculating and sexually distant. He thought about his two teenage sons, spoiled by the privilege of living in the suburbs and not having to work for the material things they wanted. He thought about his home with its overwhelming spaciousness and expensive décor. He thought about his demanding boss at the architectural firm he worked, and the clients who were unrealistic and unyielding in their deadlines.

The Bosses Daughter [M,f][Revenge]

She was sweet and innocent, the apple of his eye. Her pictures placed strategically around his office. There she is, top of the class, there on the honour roll. His perfect little girl. The CEO took every opportunity to brag about his perfect little girl. Sometimes it was hard to tell what he loved more, bragging about his daughter, or complaining about his staff.

The Christmas party was no different. He stood centre of attention. The booze only fuelled his ego. He ridiculed the staff while placing his princess on a pedestal. He’d brought her here tonight, just to show her off. Like he was oblivious to her skimpy outfit, or maybe he thought that she just couldn’t do any wrong.

But, tonight, James, just another shitty employee’, had had enough. Tonight was too good of an opportunity to miss. James was going to get back at his boss.

James watched her through the night. He paid close attention to the amount of alcohol she drank when she needed a refill. And before long, the CEOs perfect girl was drunk. And the boss himself, to wrapped in his own stories to notice James.

Him

“Now down on your fucking knees bitch hurry up about it you have 10 minutes” he yanked my hair hard as he buried my head inbetween his legs,

“Tell me does it feel good to know your my dirty whore” before i got chance to answer I felt his belt sting my bum cheeks but that didn’t come anywhere close to the burning i felt in between my legs

The tears flooded from my eyes gagging on his cock every inch of him filled my mouth he was the best thing I’d ever tasted

“Harder now little girl suck it harder i need to cum in that whore mouth”

Dribble drenched my thighs,his eyes rolled back and the sweet moaning left his mouth,with a final grunt my mouth was filled with my favourite drink

“Until next week Melissa see you the same time here don’t be late and don’t message me I’m working from home,So i will be with the wife and kids this week,and another thing i need your used panties the red pair don’t forget”

My Old Harry Potter Fanfic

Made this for a friend because she liked harry potter erotica
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HxH
Hermione was tense, she was 16 now and everything in Hogwarts was getting harder. She had found her crush on Ron to be one of the harder things to deal with.

Sifting around her room she searched for her cat, eager to head off to class.

The sun sifted through the drapes, casting a shallow white array along the old wood floor.

Harry POV•

Harry itched at his scar, where was Hermione ? She was never late to class. As him and Ron made their way down the winding halls of the school he stopped.

“What is it?” Ron inquired. Harry fixed his glasses higher on the ridge of his nose.
“I’m going to check on Hermione, you go on” He said.
Ron made a face but nodded and walked on. Harry turned and rushed with a flurry through the other students.
“Hey!” Called some.
“Ouch” Called others.

One harry got to her room unseen, he knocked tentatively on the door.

Hermione POV•

A knock distracted her and she retracted her arm from under the bed and coaxed her frizzy hairy down in a hurry.

My fantasy of stripping for a group of women…. [MFFFF]

As I travel a lot for work, I find myself in a lot of hotel bars.

I’m 45M, slim and attractive, with a shaved head, and well dressed and well spoken. I’m the nice that women meet, then chat with for a while and realize I have a little bad boy in me too.

I notice you and your girl friends having a drink at the hotel bar as well. It’s not hard to notice your group. You are all attractive women, loudly having fun, and obviously celebrating something.

After a couple of minutes, we catch each others eyes. There is a smile shared between us, and I stand to come say hello.

I introduce myself to the group, making sure to hold eye contact with you. You are obviously the leader of the group and appear to be the wilder of your friends. We smile at each other.

“What are you celebrating?” I ask.

“Just a girls trip. Nothing to celebrate other than friendship” you reply.

“Perfect” I say, and we begin to make small talk as a group.

My (F) Step-cousin (M)

My father’s sister remarried after her husband died when I was about 10. Her new husband had a son, Zack, who lived with his mom but would visit his dad for either Thanksgiving or Christmas each year. Both of our families would spend the holidays together somewhere fun like a ski resort. When we were younger, he and I would spend a lot of time watching movies and generally just goofing around. He was two years older than me and we had a lot in common.

As the years moved on, we both grew into ourselves. I was thin but muscular from playing a lot of sports with decent size tits and an always shaved pussy. He played football and was solid everywhere. The year I was 16 and he was 18, our families went to a resort in the Bahamas. The house we rented was huge. The parents each had the two master bedrooms on either side of the house and he and I each had our own room with a shared bathroom off to the side of the house.

My neighbor Part 2

[see profile for part 1]

I honestly didn’t think he would show up. He looked bewildered and a little freaked out after our first encounter. I headed to the spot a little before our agreed upon time. It was drizzling slightly and a bit chilly so I wore a running windbreaker and nothing underneath. As I waited for him to arrive, I unzipped the jacket so my tits were in full view. I was getting really worked up during the wait so I leaned myself against the tree and played with my nipples.

Before long, I heard footsteps. I noticed a bit of a swagger in his walk, one I had never seen before. We locked eyes as he moved directly in front of me. I knew he was waiting for a command and I didn’t make him wait long.

“Pull down your shorts and stroke”, I said softly. Not surprisingly, he didn’t have underwear on and was already hard.

“Give me your right hand”, I commanded a little more sharply. I could tell he was loving my domination so I went with it.

A Big Wager (transformation, gender swap, genital transformation)

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[MF] Hospital Lockdown Part 3

Gracie and Aaron.

Gracie couldn’t believe what had happened that morning. Aaron had fucked her on the counter. And she had loved it. They had been hot and fast. Afterwards he stayed around for some coffee and they chatted about the virus and the quarantine that seemed neverending. Aaron needed to go check in with the ER but promised to meet her that night.

Gracie has been to the Emergency Department a few times that day but her and Aaron were both busy with their respective work. They also seemed to have a mutual understanding that no one should know about their encounter. So they tried to remain as indifferent as they could. Gracie had met his eyes once as he was assessing a patient and she had come in to draw labs. The patient was complaining of chest discomfort, like bad acid reflux, and though he seemed okay and was coherent it’s better to be safe than sorry. Aaron asked her to run the patient’s troponin levels to check for any signs of heart muscle damage. He would add it to the order as soon as he could. She nodded her head and agreed. He winked and said “Thank you”. Before he ducked out of the room.