The Sexual Awakening of Polly Pinnick, Pt 2 (FM, Cheating, Risky, Ageplay)

(Part 1 can be found [here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aj5he1/the_sexual_awakening_of_polly_pinnick_pt_1_fm/))

In the end I did two rather bad things following sleeping with Nick’s brother Ryan. The first was I didn’t say a word to my boyfriend, keeping it to myself in the hope I could salvage the relationship while dealing with my guilt. The second was based partly around the first, and that was that I accepted the offer from the other university in the city we would be moving to, rather than go to the same halls as my boyfriend. He was disappointed but understood, and at least we wouldn’t be so far apart. Not really.

There was a third thing too, which was sleeping with Ryan again.

I’d not meant to, not really. Yes, I knew that Nick was out and his parents were at work. And I also knew that Ryan would probably be at home when I went round to pick up some clothes I’d left there – totally accidentally of course.

We briefly talked about nothing in particular, just general chit-chat, but it didn’t take long until I was in his arms and we were kissing. We didn’t even make it to his room this time – instead we practically tore each other’s clothes off before stumbling back onto his sofa.

Discovering Pleasure

Due to the time difference, conversations with my family back in India happen late at night. It was about 10:30 pm. As we laid on my bed watching friends, my heart was nearly palpitating. There was approximately five inches between Lexa and I. I made sure to follow her lead as we watched “Friends,” laughing when appropriate, making small talk during lapses in the show. I couldn’t believe I was alone with a person I was attracted to in my bed. *I’m definitely leaving a five star review for Bumble* I chuckled to myself.

As if she sensed my infatuation, Lexa scooted closer to me, resting her hand on my abdomen. She began to trace small patterns with her fingertips on my stomach, and I began to notice heat and warmth forming in my pants. Her soft fingertips began to trace lower, and lower, until the reached my zipper. This genital heat and warmth was reciprocated on my face as I began to blush at her advances. At that moment, my phone rang. It was my mom. Rattled from this advancement, I awkwardly mumbled, “I’m sorry I must get this. My mom will worry.” She smiled slyly and nodded, albeit not moving her fingers from the zipper area of my pants. “Hello?” I said, feigning normalcy. “Hi Chaitra! Is now a good time to talk? I know you must be so busy!”

Favourite teacher/student stories?

One of my favourite genres of erotic is teacher/student, especially those with male teachers and female students. Here’s one I like: [https://www.literotica.com/s/extra-study](https://www.literotica.com/s/extra-study). What are your favourites?

The Upside of Anger

As I lay motionless, absorbed in thought and distracted by the speculations of what tomorrow would bring. It was dark, but not dark enough to hide his silhouette as he crossed the doorway into the bedroom. 

I could smell him before he neared the bed, the sweet scent of cologne mixed with sweat from a long day. A scent that I had grown to associate with dark nights, cut by the sound of gasping breaths. 

Tonight, I knew I wanted him before he even arrived. I was wearing a nice set of red lingerie, I picked them out specifically with him in mind. I had waited, distracted perhaps but also attentive to his arrival. 

As he approached, I could sense a difference in his demeanor: something strong and dark that wanted out. It wasn’t stated, but the minute I felt his touch on my arm, I knew it was there – awaiting it’s escape and brought to life through action. 

His touch on my arm began to get firmer, more direct and intentional: the tension tightened as his fingers grasped my arm, pulling me up from my restless state. 

Banging My Secretary book – Free copy ARC review + First Story (M/F) (Oral) (Anal)

Hey Everyone! I’ve decided to release a collection of my Banging my Secretary stories on Amazon and would love some reviews of my work. I’ve uploaded an Advanced Review Copy (ARC) up on booksprout. It is limited to 20 people and you do have to sign up, but if you would be willing to write a review on Amazon for me once my book is released I would appreciate it!

Please note [Amazon.com](https://Amazon.com) has released new requirements that users must have spent $50 before they can review kindle books.

My Booksprout ARC can be found [here](https://booksprout.co/arc/31059/banging-my-secretary). I have included the link to the complete first story on my blog below!

I hired a new secretary a week ago. From her first interview, I knew exactly what she wanted. I didn’t make a move on her though; I wasn’t getting slapped with a harassment lawsuit if I was wrong.  This morning she let me know I wasn’t wrong.

As the Vice President of. No, you don’t care about me; you want to know about me banging my secretary, right?  OK, I’ll skip the details and get to the dirty stuff.

The Succubus Part 2 [MF]

FUCK, I felt the bed shift and once again, when my mind cleared enough I discovered I’m frozen in place.
I have reluctantly come to the conclusion that this isn’t normal and it’s not been a dream.

What it is I’m not quite sure.
This evening before I went to bed I set up my dressing mirror against the wall facing the foot of my bed.
This would allow me to see everything from the foot of the bed upward.
I think this was a big mistake.
As she began crawling up the bed I could see her from the rear.
As she shifted around something caught my eye.

As her shoulders moved from side to side there was a shimmering that became visible only when the light and her body were in the right position.
Squinting my eyes what I saw was a pair of wings.
They were as thin and transparent as those of a cicada.
I didn’t stop to wonder why I could only see them in a reflection and then not very well at that.
As I looked at her this evening she seemed to have taken on a more substantial more solid appearance.
There was less of a wispy nature to her.

Futa Barbarian. [Futa on Female] [Oral] [Cum]

“I need a dick.” 

The statement resounded throughout the luxurious room. Or rather, what was once a luxurious room. Most of the extravagant furniture had been shoved into a corner, leaving only a bed and nightstand to take up most of the cavernous room. 

The speaker, a gorgeous woman in tight clothes, sighed, sinking further into her chair. She tall, white haired, with gleaming blue eyes and a messy haircut. Her clothes were of fine make, if somewhat used and modified, speaking of someone who preferred practicality over looks. 

Sitting on a mound of cushions in the corner, the succubus yawned and replied. 

“You do.” 

“See, even you agree with me. How can it be so hard to get laid? It’s not my figure or my face, that’s for sure.” 

She was right on that. Blessed with bountiful hips, straining breasts and a perfect face, she was a sight to behold. Muscles were visible on her and and her belly was fit and toned. Neither were to the degree where they became too obvious, lending a well toned and taut look to her already perfect body. 

Again, the succubus sighed. 

Invisible No More [M] [F] [BBW] [Creampie] [oral]

I’m not a man that asks for much. I love my steaks medium-rare. I like my women big and curvy. I like my music loud with the bass up.

I realized big beautiful double D’s and soft, plump asses were just something I was into during my four years of undergrad. Yet, the more my friends talked about the girls they liked, the surer about my own preferences I became, that I wasn’t in some phase.

See, they preferred tall and thin, with small, shapely tits and ass, with a flat tummy and slender legs. Essentially, your traditional model. Their dicks perking up at a carbon copy template. Don’t get me wrong, I could certainly appreciate the work required to maintain a slender figure and a tight tummy. It just wasn’t for *me*.

I needed a large, spankable ass to fuck, with some big tits to kiss and grip. And plump lips any day of the week. Nothing is more satisfying than a big, beautiful woman under me and watching her tits bounce in rhythm while we fuck.

Daddy’s Journal – Chapter 2 [MF]

**|Date: June 27th 2015|**

I had just arrived at HOYTS: Melbourne Central and I was early. I didn’t expect you to be around, so I grabbed myself a drink as I waited for you. My hands were very sweaty, and I was incredibly nervous.

Tonight would be my first proper date since I split with my ex-girlfriend and I wasn’t sure what to expect from this date, but I was excited.

It was now 7:57 pm and all of my hopes for tonight had gone out the window. I finished off my drink and gathered my things as I stood up and started walking towards the doors to leave the cinema.

As I was making my way there, I heard a small yet loud voice yell out “Ryan” from across the floor. It was you! You were waving as you said my name again “Ryan!” this time louder.

I waved back and smiled as I watched you quickly weave your way through the crowd of people that were between us. You were a lot shorter than I had imagined, but I had no complaints.

Innocent cuddling, evolved into fucking. (Part 2) [non-fiction]

I had an amazing encounter with a girl who had a crush on me recently. This is a wild update, to what happened after that. Go [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f8du6n/innocent_cuddling_evolved_into_hard_fucking_with/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) to check that out.

For the sake of convenience, let’s call the girl from last time Rachel, and I’ll name a few more people along the way too. (None, their real name.) And even though all of the following happened at one stretch I may divide it in two parts, if it gets long.

I hadn’t spoken face to face to Rachel after that day. Only a few texts, had been exchanged, and we didn’t bring up, what happened last time between us either in them. I still wanted to talk about it though. Movie night was at her place this time. It was perfect. I called her and asked if I could come a bit early to talk. She agreed.