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Every One of Her [MF] [orgy] [foreplay] [romantic]

“So what are you going to do about her?” I laughed in the loud atmosphere of the restaurant. We had long since finished eating on our first date, and surprisingly we had been talking and having a really good time.

 

“I don’t know, she’s so toxic right now. I’m just glad she plays on the other team when we play soccer.” She laughed, shaking her head.

 

I could not believe my luck – to think that *this* girl is on tinder. A young college student, athlete, beautiful and graceful blonde like her. She was that special kind of girl, the one who catches your eye because of her beauty, not because of her assets. Of course she had those too.

 

“You know, I gotta tell you, this is going way better than it usually does for me.” She said.

 

“Yeah, I feel the same way.” I said.

 

She just kind of looked at me for a second, smiling. I noticed that the restaurant had quieted down somewhat. Some staff walked around, closing the blinds, and I had the weird realization that there were no men in the restaurant. I could’ve sworn I saw some in here earlier. Maybe they all left for some reason? The restaurant went dark, and staff lit candles at every table. Read more »

My Office Crush, 3.5 (Can Stand Alone) [MF]

I tried to steady my breath as my finger hovered over the small phone icon on the screen.

He had just texted telling me that he couldn’t wait until Friday to see me again, and that I should wear something that I didn’t mind having torn off. A few weeks had passed and we developed a bit of a routine: I went to his place on Friday nights after work, we had our own private happy hour(s), and I left. Generally, when I left, it was in a post-orgasmic bliss with marks to remind me that he liked it just as rough as I did.

I nervously pressed the button, and he picked up on the first ring.

“Answering a text with a phone call? Isn’t that against a rule?” I could hear the smile in his voice: I imagined the small smirk playing on his lips as I rolled my eyes.

“Well, you said you couldn’t wait. I am simply being… helpful.”

“Oh?” he said. I heard the sound of shifting on the other line as he adjusted his position. “Helpful, hmm? How do you suppose that you could be ‘helpful’?” Read more »

A sexy Valentine’s wish

A luscious woman with long curly hair, juicy red lips, and resting bitch face looks outside of a cold window on Valentine’s Day and stares into the night seeing her own bored reflection. She sees a shooting star shine through the night sky and she wishes that she could be ravaged by a strong sexy man with a big hard cock that swings when he walks.

She rests her arms on her big 44DD cups (that she was really proud of) and rests her head on her arms. She licks her plump titty and closes her eyes wishing it was that handsome man. Soon she hears a knock on the door. Startled from her daydream she turns around and says “who is it?” she gets no reply.

“I wonder” she said. She gets up, her heart racing, and walks to the door. She unlocks it. There’s a click. As she opens the door she slowly seeing the form of a solid six pack, toned chest muscles, wide sturdy shoulders, and two naughty eyes looking down at her from above.

“who are you.” she said, her heart pounding faster.

He unbuckles his pants. “on your knees.” he says confidently. Read more »

The Customs of the Kundalan people [Tribal] [Incest] [F/D] [M/S]

Kundalese Culture

The Kundalese are a very ritualistic, traditional form of people who have a social structure based upon strict rules and traditions that date back from centuries.

It is also a very sexually open culture, with sex playing an important role in the growth of a Kundalese Man or Woman,

When a Kundalese Girl becomes of Age. It is tradition for her to serve as a vessel for her fathers seed. She is prepared by her mother and endowed in ritualistic clothing and jewelry, The same clothing and Jewelry her mother wore when her father had taken her.

After she is prepared, she is sent alone to her fathers chambers. From there, the father places a traditional collar upon the girls neck. She will wear this collar for the rest of her life. The Father then attaches a Leash upon the collar. More specifically a leash that explicitly shows his ownership of her, and that he is one of the men that will be using her as a vessel for his manhood. Read more »

Strict Diet [MF] [Incest] [FD]

When Jeffrey’s daughter was born, she had a strange condition. Her body was unable to digest anything other than her mother’s breast milk. It was a condition so unusual, not a single doctor they went to had ever seen it before. In the end they came to the conclusion that there was no choice, but for their daughter to be solely breast fed for the rest of the foreseeable future.

Brittany’s early years weren’t so unusual, but as she grew older, the awkwardness of the situation started to sit in. As she entered highschool, and began to hear her friends talking about their breasts, she started to become more self aware, not just about herself, but about her relationship with her mother. The meal times became so unbearable, that Brittany eventually asked her Mom if there was a more indirect way for her to get her nutrition. Starting from then on, her mother used a machine to extract the milk, and Brittany would take it from the fridge. It seemed Brittany had finally figured her life out, but it wouldn’t last. Read more »

Molly’s first night with her new married lovers [FFM] [LONG] [VERY FUCKING LONG] [DETAILED] [THREESOME] [DIRTY TALK] [POLY] [FICTIONAL]

I met them at the company Christmas party. Max and Olivia were a couple in their mid 30s. Max was the head of finance at the marketing firm where I was doing my internship. He was tall with narrow hips and a head of thick dark hair. But it was his toned back and broad shoulders that made me drool the first time I saw him. He came up to the Marketing floor for a meeting that I would be taking the minutes for. I had watched him walk into the conference room with a smile as he greeted my boss Andrea. My jaw almost dropped. This man was tall, toned, and unbelievably sexy.

After that day I made any excuse to go down to the finance floor, just to possibly catch a glimpse of him. I once volunteered to personally deliver a final spending report directly to his office. I was sweating as I knocked on his office door and I heard a deep voice say “come in” Read more »

A start to a series I’ve been working on. (MF,)

Cole meets Nikki.

The crisp October air bit into Cole as he and his friends went into the club. Once inside, the warm air had an immediate effect on his cold face. There were about twenty people waiting to get into the main room, where the band would be performing. It was an old warehouse in an old part of town, a popular spot for local bands to strut their stuff, and a great place for singles to meet.

When they got into the main room, the three friends found a table off to the side where they could people watch all night. The downside was they had a shitty view of the stage and thus would have a shitty view of the band.

Jeff went straight for the beer line and Mark went to the can, leaving Cole to guard their table from poachers that would be coming in at the last second. This was common for this place, they would over-sell tickets and every now and then it would bite them in the ass, and they would be packed to the tits. Read more »

[FFM] Summer Trip to a Swedish Sauna [True Story][Part 2]

[Link to the first half here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/epntrq/ffm_summer_trip_to_a_swedish_sauna_true_story/)

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After a minute or so of her slowly sliding her tight wet self up and down the length of my cock, she sat down on my lap, leaving my erection lodged deep inside her, pulsing still. We were both drenched in sweat and condensation from the room, and as we sat there in the heavy heat, I felt as though we were melting into each other, one steaming form of wet hot sexuality.

Subtly, gently, and without lifting off of me, she began to tilt her hips back and forth. With each tilt, the front wall of her pussy, and then rear wall, pressed against the length of my dick. Front, then back, then front, then back, over and over, but still with a sensual subtlety. I was feeling all of her, and it seemed like that was what she wanted. Slowly but surely, the pace her pelvic tilting picked up, until she was properly grinding on my cock. Somehow, it felt as though I was going deeper still. I could now feel the tip of my dick grazing her cervix with each gyration, her perfectly round ass sliding around my slippery crotch and thighs. Read more »

Honey I’m home

I close the door behind me and say “I’m home babe” as I hang up my keys. I find you in the kitchen, going through the mail we got today. You just beat me home and are still in your work clothes. Professional, but I find it so sexy. The low cut sweater, the black skirt, and your knee high black boots.

I come up and hug you from behind to greet you. I kiss your neck and whisper how sexy you look. You brush it off with laughter. I whisper it again, but this time with one hand moving over your waist and ass, and other over your stomach and breasts, and lightly bite your ear. You push your ass against my waist and grind me, causing my cock to begin to grow.

I find the zipper to your skirt and slowly unzip it. I then slowly pull it down and reveal your tight ass, which is eating my favorite set of lingerie you own. With your skirt on the ground, I slide down to your ass as you bend over the island counter. “God bless” I say as I kiss then slap your ass. I trace the thong with my finger, gently tugging on it, teasing you. My finger traces your vagina, slowly circling your clit. Slight moans begin. I run my finger through the waistband of the thong and slowly remove it, partially attached to you from being turned on. Read more »