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He Mistook Her for a Shy Girl. Part 3: Raising the Stakes. [Mff] [Mast] [FMast]

For those who missed it: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/enlgbn/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_mforalcheat) [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eo2uyf/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_part_2_the_slippery)

**Part 3:**

Chris’s feeble defences had been broken. He wasn’t able to fight against the emotional and sexual weapons in Chloe’s arsenal. He became distracted, his work on his book slowed to a crawl – he was behind schedule and lacking sleep. How could he ignore his foe, when she was a regular visitor in his home and his daughter’s best friend and crush.

The pictures continued to be delivered to his phone unabated. He couldn’t stop himself looking, if only they were to be deleted immediately after. He thought of going to Tammy a few times and coming clean. But he didn’t want his wife to know that his sexual curiosity for a woman 20 years his junior was the trigger for this calamity.

Jess and Chloe became ever closer – he was pretty sure his daughter wasn’t gay but there was no doubt she was finding joy in the experimentation of bisexuality. This seemed to totally pass Tammy by, but even without the unwanted pictures that Chloe had sent him the signs were obvious: the hand on the bottom as they waited to cross the road, the entwined fingers as they watched a movie, the exchange of tongues in a stolen kiss in the swing seat at the bottom of the garden. Read more »

Under The Bed [MM] [NC] [RAPE] [MONSTER]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1iI3WqYhLEuoQzUd9NZSkGsk0PPgwaubTzaqGkgCu7YM/edit?usp=sharing

I hope it’s okay to post this like this, I like to use color and images in my stories. I am still new to posting my work out in the public.

The further adventures of Frank and Karen [Part 5] [MF] [MM] [Spanking] [BDSM]

“Oh my god Frank, it feel so naughty and wicked to be walking around nude on a train as it winds it’s way home.
What would it be like to do this if the train was filled with people.
All of them looking at my naked body as I wandered though the aisles.
Just imagining the shocked and lustful looks I would be witnessing.

“Well Mr. Frank, I see you are just hanging around doing nothing.
You know this is the first time I really had the upper hand.
Hum I wonder, what shall I do.
I have a naked man here who is unable to do anything.
Well let’s see what I have in my bag, shall we.”
as Karen rummaged through her bag she kept up a running commentary of the things she could do with a naked bound guy.
“Ah, just what I was looking for.
Now don’t look.” She said.
Walking around behind me she began to spank my bottom.
There was nothing subtle about her spanking.
As her hand landed the first blow I had to jump.
Blow after blow, each hit landing in a different spot on my bottom.
Each spank stung and stung like hell so why was my cock hard as steel and dripping?
After about twenty hits she halted her assault. Read more »

Strangers on a Train pt 5

Work was exceptionally terrible that week and Emily had no desire to be there. She was grateful when it was Wednesday as that was the chat night for one of her reddit groups. What she didn’t plan for was how emotional she was. Against her better judgement, she joined the chat on her phone and participated as she waited for the train. She vented a bit about her struggles with the lack of communication with Micheal but obviously didn’t use his name.

After being given some tough love, she excused herself to the bathroom and cried for ten minutes. She knew why she was being so emotional this week and everything was irritating her and the smallest thing would make her cry. Not only was there a full moon, but she was supposed to have gotten her monthly visitor. It decided to skip this month but she still got all the lovely symptoms she usually did. The only benefit this one week of every month had was that she had less patience and ability to deal with bullshit. It was the one time a month she’d stand up for herself. Read more »

Strangers on a Train pt 4

Over the weekend they only talked a little. Micheal didn’t see her on the platform but he didn’t worry until the train was moving and she wasn’t next to him. He caught a glimpse of her as she walked past him a row and sat on the other side of the train.

‘Hey,’ he texted her, but she didn’t respond. He sighed and looked out the window, figuring she was feeling guilty, until he heard sniffling from her direction ‘You ok?’

He heard her stifle a sob. He grabbed his things and moved to sit next to her.

“Go away,” she managed to say, but didn’t look at him.

“What’s going on?” he asked, keeping his body turned towards her. “No need to share if you don’t want to.”

“Rough weekend and I don’t feel like I mean a damn thing to anyone,” Emily said, using a tissue to dab her tears away. “And I’d like to think I mean something to you but I feel like I don’t.”

“You do,” Micheal assured.

“Thank you,” Emily said.

“I enjoy talking with you,” Micheal said. “Sharing things with you and when you share things with me. You’re an intriguing, passionate, beautiful person.” Read more »

My Office Crush, Part 3 [Long] [MF]

The next week passed by with excruciating slowness.

After we had finished up on Friday, and after we discovered that he had accidentally ripped my dress, we decided that this couldn’t be something that interrupted our daily life in the office. My job was too important to me to become someone that got caught screwing around during work hours, even if the idea excited me beyond reason.

When we came back to work on Monday, things seemed normal. We discussed our weekends and the upcoming week, made jokes as we ate lunch with coworkers, and generally seemed to ignore each other while we were actually working.

Of course, I wasn’t actually ignoring him. I was acutely aware of what he was doing: when he went to the copier, when he was clearly browsing social media sites instead of working, and when I felt him looking over at me. This little game was interesting. If I caught him looking at me, he would purposefully take his time moving his eyes down my body; by the time he would make it back up to my face, I could feel myself blushing.

On My Knees, Insatiable [FM] [oral] [swallow]

“Drop your pants.”

As much as I wanted my fiancee to walk around my family’s wine and liquor room and see what we’ve been fermenting and storing for the past decade, I had bigger plans; including, but not necessarily limited to; my mouth sucking every bit of cum from his cock and balls that I could, then savoring and swallowing the sweet results. He perks up when he hears the unmistakable sound of the door being closed behind us.

Nothing here but space and time.

“Oh really now, Madison?” he smiles, “That, ‘hey baby, help me carry some wine upstairs’ was just a bunch of bullshit?”

“What the fuck do you think it was, Alex?”

I’m too busy raking my hair back into a ponytail to cut my eyes at him. We don’t have much time before someone at the party upstairs notices we’re gone, and I refuse to have my mission be all for naught. “I’ve been slaving all day taking orders from Mom like this is my fucking function, and I will die if I’m not in control of something. Now drop ’em!”

“Say no more baby.” Read more »

[F] [light teasing I think] Horny stoner college girl (engineering:)) Yeah, that’s as many keywords as I have, hope you like it!

As I said, I’m a college girl and I’m also a stoner. I started off cuz it went well with my medication (anti depressants and sleep meds). I just do it now cuz it helps me work more efficiently while functioning like a healthy human. Another thing to note is that I discovered masturbation as a young girl, maybe when I was in 2nd grade. It was a random discovery which has made my life so much more exciting. Since then, I’ve been masturbating let’s say….. regularly…
Anyway, today I wanted to do something different. I’ve been masturbating every day cuz I was gifted a mini vibrator (maybe more on that later). I’m on a general sexual high these past few weeks. So I just want to milk it while it lasts.
So basically I’m gonna read erotica in public places and get myself all riled up and then release it all at night, multiple times. So far I’m just high on a couple of gravities from a Pepsi bottle and bucket bong. Not many girls choose to live this lifestyle and I’m not judging anyone, it just means that there aren’t many “weed hubs” in the girls hostels. So I’m usually in one of my guy friends rooms. I’m at his room right now with more friends around and I’m sitting on the bed, and it’s my turn. I just read a bunch of sexy stories while pressing my thighs together lightly once in a while in an attempt to quench my thirst for a heavy, juicy orgasm He’s got a bean bag and I sat down on it and bent over the bucket. The beans readjusted and sat snug against the length of my labia as I sat froggy style (xD) to inhale all the smoke in one go. There was a rush down my throat and up my clit, leading to a pretty cool sensation.I’m good with it now, I’ve had a lot of practice so I’m confident in my skills . The weed I mean, not the froggy sitting :P I’m also very full of water at this point, healthy regimes and shit. Usually when my bladder is full, I feel more aroused and I also cum a lot faster. So yeah, I’m pretty horny right now as I’m trying to carry on a conversation with my friends and write this piece while I sit on a bean bag whose beans seem to know just where to go.
I think I’m gonna head back to my room and get ready for the next phase of this evening…. drinking!! I gotta get ready fast so I can go back in public and get horny. If this post gets a couple of views, I’ll probably finish telling the story tomorrow, after a hangover cola (yes imma get turnt tonight!).

He Mistook Her for a Shy Girl. Part 2: The Slippery Slope. [Mf] [Voy] [Mast]

In case you missed it: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/enlgbn/he_mistook_her_for_a_shy_girl_mforalcheat)

**Part 2:**

It was two weeks since their previous encounter and things appeared to have returned to relative normality. Chris had initially feared the worst, now he knew what Chloe was capable of. Yet, the imminent threat of repercussions for his careless actions seemed to have subsided, despite his gut telling him that he hadn’t entirely been let off the hook.

Chloe had not been in the house without his daughter, Jess, there too, so there had not been chance Chris to talk privately. There certainly had been no way to get hold of Chloe’s phone number without arousing Jess’s suspicions. Chloe was all too aware and in control of her little game. She sensed his weakness and his role in this game was to be exploited for her pleasure.

Chloe was happy to play the innocent college girl, all smiles and pleasantries in front of the family, but in the fleeting moments they were alone, or if their eyes met, she would bite her lip, suck wantonly on her finger or playfully fondle one of her breasts. Each action would prompt that illicit feeling from deep within him. Read more »