Maddie Chapters 7-9 (M30/F18/F18/F18)

Chapter 7: The Game

Around 10 am, I heard a knock at my door. I open the door to find Maddie and her friend on my porch.

“Good morning! This is my friend Sara.” Maddie said, gesturing to the perky girl standing next to her.

“Nice to meet you,” I said while still picturing their tight bodies from the night before. Maddie was wearing red basketball shorts and a red t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, you could see her orange sports bra through the sleeve hole. She had her usual big smile and those flirtatious eyes. Her brown hair was up in a ponytail, and she held a basketball under her left arm. I had a basketball hoop on my garage, so I assumed they were here to ask if they could use it. Sara was wearing a pair of really short green shorts, revealing the bottom of both of her butt cheeks, and really emphasizing her long, tan, skinny legs. She had on a green Celtics jersey, and was obviously not wearing a bra, as her perky nipples held the top of the jersey out from her chest. Being taller than her, I could see down the top of her jersey to her perfectly round breasts, I could already feel the blood start running towards my cock.

Becoming [MF20s] [Mind Control] [Dubcon] [Demons]

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It was an early Wednesday morning, inside her sizeable office at the Boulder Public Library, that Sarah Joy realized the dark desires rising in her could no longer be ignored. She was sitting at her desk, her hands shaking as she tried in vain to push away the aching hunger inside her; a hunger different than anything she’d experienced before in her life.

[MF] How I almost railed the realtor

I was driving up to the house at the end of the street. Two and a half floors, a little bit of a rusty outside, but looking very solid, just like in the ad. A small parking spot in the front was inviting me, the garage on the side being occupied with two Mercedes, one offroad and the other one sporty.

After parking my car in the free spot, I put up my mask, take a look around and a deep breath, get my notepad, and off we go. This visit could be huge, the first one since the pandemic started. A chance to get out of the garbage apartment we currently lived in. A chance to get a garden, get a dog, maybe even a child. But first things first, I snap back to reality, let’s see what this house actually has to offer. I ring the bell.

[F20s/M30s] Shacking Up – Pt 2 [fiction]

[Part one](https://reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vyxz96/f20sm30s_shacking_up_fiction_airbnb_first/)

Note: non-sexy buildup until ++++++++++++

Thanks u/ComprehensiveNet4547 for the sandwich making piece and feedback 😘

“I’m gonna make us some breakfast.”

I watch as you roll up the sleeves of your shirt, place a wooden cutting board on the counter, and pull open a drawer withdrawing a knife. All of your actions so seamlessly strung together, a delicate dance as you fire up the old gas stove, arrange the ingredients on the counter, lay bacon in the pan – your body swaying from side to side, the muscles in your legs flexing as you rock back and forth.

I watch your body move as you work, how your forearms tense up when you slice the tomato and season with olive oil and freshly ground pepper… I notice the way your chest and shoulders broaden when you crack and whisk the eggs.

This is your element. I’ve since hopped up onto a barstool, hopefully minimizing risk of getting in your way. From here I’m able to get lost in your concentration and *incredibly* sexy confidence… and I almost miss the endearing smile on your face as you catch me watching you. A tender wordless moment before retuning your attention back to the pan.

Free labor [M|F|20s][Teasing][insinuation of Free-Use][Clothed]

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are over the age of 18.

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It was the umpteenth time Oliver had climbed the stairs. The image of Norah’s wobbly, clap-able ass hadn’t quite faded from his mind. Watching her lusciously thick booty, half-draped in those pink chiffon short-shorts, bouncing up and down as she climbed the stairs, was the only thing keeping him going. The day was hot and miserable. The midday sun felt like it was three inches from his face and he needed something to distract him from the fact that it was unbearably humid.

He didn’t know Norah, not really. She looked like the kind of girl he would’ve dreamt up if he had fallen asleep scrolling through his old Tumblr feed with Phantogram playing in the background. She was extremely cute, raven-haired with violet streaks, and an ass that inexplicably reminded him of those fluffy Japanese cheesecakes.

She was also a bit plucky and overly familiar despite being a friend of a friend. Hardly the basis of a relationship that warranted free labor.

Midget Martha

After a bad breakup and lots of family issues I switched schools in my third semester and ended in a bunch of random classes with no friends.

I used to seat alone in the back and talked to nobody, this was fine with me since I was in a dark moment of my life and I did not want contact with anybody.

After a couple of weeks I noticed somebody else that would alway sit alone at the back. She was only four feet tall but had beatiful hazelnut hair and honey colored eyes.

At first I could not understand why she would isolate herself, her physical condition obviusly made her different but she seamed nice and had a beautiful smile. Later I observed the way the other female clasmates treated her and it was brutal, they would barely aknowledge she existed and would constantly talk behind her back. The same bitches that spread body awarenes in social media.

Massage

A slow teasing kiss.

That’s how it starts.

After an exhausting day for both of us, it’s nice to come have a good destress. To let all of the tension and stress of the day finally be released.

You tell me how frustrating your day was. How things didn’t go your way, how slow the time moved and how unhelpful everybody turned out to be.

I know there’s not much to be done, but just listen. And stare into your eyes.

Stroke your cheek with my thumb. Brush your hair out of your face. Place my hand on your chin to steady your head as I lean in.

Electricity jolts as our lips touch.

A slow teasing kiss.

That’s how it starts.

Pulling and pushing, teasing each other as we play cat and mouse.

With our tongues rolling playfully in the bridge created by our lips.

I can sense your impatience as you start grabbing my body. But I let you hold out for at least another 30 seconds. A half minute that lasts an eternity for you as your body craves more.

Jenni’s Tale (female pov, rough sex, prostitution, oral, fantasy)

Five pieces of silver for something took all day. It wasn’t terrible pay, but it wasn’t going to get me anywhere either. Maybe if I was a better shot I suppose it’d be easier, then I wouldn’t have had to chase that wounded fox down the gully to finish it. That wasn’t going to happen overnight though. At least the farmer was happy, his chickens were safe, and I could get myself by for another day or two on this.

I slung my bow over my shoulder and began my walk back to town. The mid-afternoon sun was shining, and there was just a hint of sea breeze from the shore which was just a mile or two distant. I did my best to stay in the shade as I went, keeping cool, and delaying any additional sunburn hopefully.

After about an hour I crested over a final hill and the village of Mossyrock came into view. Just a small farming village in this generally peaceful valley. My temporary refuge as I passed through to some amazing adventures hopefully.

The watchman called to me as I neared the gate, “Finally made it back Jenni?” He asked in a bit of a snarky tone “You clear out those pests from Lyman’s field?”

Me and my wife’s friend Part 4 <public> <virgin> <drunk> <wife’s friend> <cheating fetish>

Chapter 4: Bianca

After the threesome, our married life turned for the better. We have had years of boring old sex, but Anya was now more open to try new things. And she was okay if I had sex with other girls, as long as I told her about it afterwards.

After the threesome, the next few weeks were rather uneventful. Anya and I had sex a few times, but nothing really to write about. I was hoping we could have another threesome soon, but didnt want to be too eager. In fact, I wanted Anya to come to me suggesting we do another one.

And then one day, Bianca pinged me in Messenger. Bianca was Anya’s friend from college. Her classmates called her “Virgin Mary” because, well, because she was a virgin. She wanted to wait until she was married to have sex.

“Hi, do you have a minute?” was the message.

“Sure, whatsup?” I typed back.

“How are you?”

I waited. I needed more information. Bianca likes to waste time in chats. I wanted her to go straight to the point. God, how I wish everyone was like Tamara when chatting!