Th(e girl) Next Door

It’s been 2 weeks into the fall semester in his Sophomore year. Freshman year was filled with nerves, filled with anxiety, filled with surprises that have all now become an experience Carlos is using as confidence for his second year. Celeste, a girl from the middle school he went to just so happens to share the same physics lab class with him. He had a small crush on her back then but seeing her now, it struck him differently. She had beautiful pearly skin, soft set eyes, and her body had developed well. Her well fit jeans sucked his attention dry, and her cleavage wilted his will to pay any attention to anything else in lab. Her friend Maria who he also knew from their middle school was in their class as well, she sat next to her across the table of four. Carlos knew that he had it in him this time to manage to talk to a girl, especially with someone in his class and that he knew for some time.

“Next lab class that’s it, i’m gonna fucking do it. I’ma go in there and just tell her or talk to her or whatever.!” Carlos says to himself as he laid down on his bed phone in hand.

My House is Your House (Part 1) [threesome, cuckquean]

“I can’t wait for Alyssa to get here!” I squealed at my husband, peeking out the window again. My best friend was moving to the area from across the country.  Over the last 10 years, we had only seen each other 5 times. We connected almost daily on Snapchat and Facebook, but it wasn’t the same. She was planning on staying at our house until she found a place of her own, and spending the next month or so hanging out on a daily basis was more than I could ask for.

“Really? I couldn’t tell.” Jake joked.  He was probably tired of hearing me talk about all the fun we would have once Allyssa was here.  We had been planning for months. Actually, we had been planning for years, but while she was going through the divorce we got serious about finding her a job and the funds she would need for the move.

At that moment, Alyssa pulled into the driveway and I ran out to meet her.  Jake followed.

“Rose! I can’t believe I am finally here!” Alyssa cried and she threw her arms around me, waving at Jake over my shoulder.  “Hey handsome!”

The Nerd Girl Experience – (mf) (PIV) (oral) (tease) (dom) (sub) (domination)

Let me start by saying, I’ve always been the nerdy looking girl throughout my life. The low ponytail, the glasses and my nose in a book, that’s always been me and I’m good with that, you know who else is good with it? The popular guys, the ones that date the bombshells. When they’re on their own, away from their friends and stereotypical girlfriends, they’re looking my way and finding excuses to talk to me expecting me to bow to them and be grateful for their attention, what they don’t expect? The bored tone, the annoyed look and being dismissed. Most run away in embarrassment at being turned down by someone they consider lower than them, but there’s the rare few that stick around and put more effort in, when alone of course. 

That’s why Finn was in my coffee shop for the 3rd day in a row, walking along the back wall and looking at the shelves of books. He wasn’t paying attention to them though, his eyes kept flicking to me. He’d wait for the last customer in here to finish his latte and leave, that’s what he did last night too. He’d asked for a “date”, but what he meant was me locking the door, making a couple of coffees here and he’d try to charm me enough to fuck him. Same shit, different day.

Nikki’s birthday surprise [MFM][BBC][rough]

I was messing around online one night looking at people looking for escorts. I came across an ad that said “petite escort needed for 60th birthday party”. It was so weird. I decided to reply with a picture of my 5’3 97lb skinny body in my favorite bikini. I got a response almost right away. The person said they were looking for someone to do a strip tease in front of a group of people celebrating a 60th birthday and then willing to have sex with multiple men. I said yes to two hours for $6000. The person agreed and we made arrangements.

I took an Uber to a very swanky mansion up on Camelback mountain. I was wearing a very slutty club dress that left little too the imagination. I rang the doorbell and was surprised when a very pretty older lady answered the door. I thought I had the wrong address but she said “Glad you made it Nikki”. I walked in to see the most beautiful house I’d ever seen. In the huge living room was about 12 women that looked to be between late 50s to late 60s. All dressed in expensive designer clothes. It was like an episode of the Real Housewives. In the middle of the living room where a large coffee table should be was a small twin bed. Next to it was a huge bottle of lube and a dildo. This wasn’t at all what I expected.

Spycraft Lessons Part 2: Field Work ASSignment [M/F, F/M/F, BDSM, Seduction, Threesome, Cheating, Rape (just in case)]

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cs2xln/spycraft_lessons_sexual_interogation_fm_bdsm/)

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“Come on, you have to give me more to work with,” I said, pleading. At the current moment I was sitting on a bed in the dormitory of one of my TA’s. By “sitting”, what I really meant was that I was laying on my back, my legs positioned indian-style vertically against the wall. My head was dangling over the edge of the bed, my hair hanging down.

I’m not usually prone to fidgeting, but dealing with Tyrone was starting to get to me. He had an almost robotically polite way of interacting with people. Friendly enough, but he didn’t react emotionally to anything anybody said to him.

He was sitting at his computer, his fingers danced across his keyboard like he was conducting an orchestra, the light from all three of his monitors reflecting against his glasses. Without stopping, he said, “I’m sorry, but that’s really all the details I can provide for you at this time.”

“This is dangerous business, Tyrone,” I replied, rolling over. “I could get killed, or if I’m discovered, I could get expelled. I need to know if you have my back on this.”

The Summer Moon Challenge [MF] [PIV] [Romantic]

It started off as a dare. Years ago, a young couple was dared by their peers – who might have been drunk, depending on the version of the story – to put their love to the test. At the time, it was dangerous. If they failed or were caught, then they would’ve been in big trouble. However, if they succeeded, then their love would endure for the rest of their lives.

According to the story, the first young couple succeeded. They then went onto get married, have kids, and stay married for over 50 years. Since then, it became known as the Summer Moon Challenge. Other young couples attempted to match their feat. Carrie Burns and her boyfriend, Derek Dryer, were just the latest.

“It’s almost time,” she said as she anxiously watched the clock. “God, why does time have to move so slow?”

Carrie paced restlessly in her bedroom, hugging her shoulders and glancing out her window every other second. It was ironic. She used to laugh at the couples who attempted this strange, yet adventurous challenge. More than one couple had been caught and a few had failed in hilarious ways. She never thought she’d be the kind of girl to try it.

Pokegirls, Gotta Fuck ’em All! (Part 3: Wish Wish)

As I woke up feeling the late summer sun on me, I looked to my left and saw Anisa snoring lightly beside me. Her cheat rising and falling slowly as the sunlight made her perfect body glow golden.

I sat up, looking at my Pokegear, “Oh crap!” I shouted, accidentally waking up Anisa.

“What is it?” she asked sleepily.

“It’s five o’clock, we’ve been here for almost 6 hours!”

We rushed to get our clothes on and sprinted back to town. We agreed to meet again at her house tomorrow morning.

“Bye Stevey, ” she said as she pecked me on the cheek.

As I entered my house, the fresh smell of Pecha berries wafted through the air. I sent out my Torchic and got it to follow me to the kitchen.
There it was in the oven, a Pecha berry pie, my moms best dish. I noticed some leftover Pecha berries we’re placed beside the sink, and i grabbed one. Who knows when I’d use it?

“Mom I’m home!” I shouted.

“Be right down, dear,” she said.

When she got to the kitchen, she immediately noticed my Torchic and came over to check it out.

Woody’s Bar – Part ONE – (mf) (PIV) (edging) (tease)

It felt like I spent my life at Woody’s bar when I wasn’t working here, I was still here helping and drinking. I’d known the owners my whole life, Glenda used to babysit me and Woody taught me how to drive when I was 14 when my legs were finally long enough to reach the pedals. And when I turned 18 they gave me a job, started out as a pot washer, then a busser and when I was old enough to pour the drinks I’d become a bartender. It wasn’t a glamorous job by any means but I loved it, the customers made me smile, the staff made me laugh and the owners made it feel like home. And now that their son was back, I had someone to moon over. 

We’d been crib buddies when Glenda babysat me and he was a sort of friend through school. He’d moved away at 16, led a wild life, too wild sometimes and then he came sauntering back through those doors 3 months ago. He was tending bar alongside me, for the most part I wasn’t complaining, the customers loved him, he was great with everyone that worked here even me most of the time. My only complaint? The bar was too damn narrow, when we passed each other we brushed up against each other and on more than one occasion he’d noticed my body’s reaction to him, he’d have to be blind not to see my nipples turn to bullet tips. 

Nikki’s foursome [FMMM]

The Twin Peaks I work at is very close to the Phoenix Open. So every January we are slammed. It’s great for tips. I make so much money. This year I was serving these three guys from Atlanta. They were nice average middle aged guys visiting for the tournament. They told me that had a suite at the tournament and had tickets for me and a friend of we wanted to join them. If you’ve never been, the Open is a booze fest party with some golf in the background. I was excited to go. The suites have free drinks.

Nikki’s doctor [FM]

Dave and his friends where regulars at the Twin Peaks that I’m a server at. Especially during football season. I always enjoyed getting their table. Dave was a good looking guy in his 40s and a really good tipper. When he started requesting me I was happy because I knew I’d make money that night.

I’m flirty by nature and he definitely responded even though he had a wedding ring on. He’d always say “I wish my wife was as sexy and petite as you”. I’d laugh and say “I’m too wild for you”. I’m 5’3 and 97lbs and look really young. Younger than the 22year old I am. After about 6 months of waiting on him he leaves me a $500 tip on a $100 bill one night and writes his phone number on the bill.

When I got home I wrote thanks Dave on a piece of paper then took a naked selfie with it. I have b cup boobs that look much bigger on my small frame, a hairless waxed pussy, and I’m very thin so my ribs and hip bones and prominent. I received a text back from him almost immediately. He asked if I’d meet him Monday night at Talking Stick Resort and I agreed.