Black Queen Takes White PAWG [FF][NonCon][Interracial]

Kaydee’s amber eyes scanned the club, looking through the crowds. She casually sipped her drink, looking from one girl to the next. Then she smiled as her gaze fell on a pretty blonde white girl, looking very out of place in the mostly black club. She was sitting in a booth with some other girls, all black, who Kaydee guessed most have dragged the blonde along. Kaydee licked her lips and continued to watch, the girl’s obvious nervousness getting her excited.

After a bit, the blonde scooted out of the booth and started heading for the bathroom. Kaydee slid off her bar stool and made her way steadily through the moving mass of people to follow. Entering the bathroom, she saw the blonde at a sink, and could see shoes under the stall. She took in a moment to take in the white girl’s slender figure before moving to the sink next to her. The blonde was leaning over and just breathing.

“You ok?” Kaydee asked sweetly, pretending to check her caramel skin for blemishes in the mirror.

The blonde jumped a bit but then smiled shakily. “Yeah, just needed to get out of there for a sec.”

(M/M) Bored Husband Fantasy

I’d love to come to your place. Standing in the middle of the living room I strip down to only my tight white underwear. While your friend watches from the chair, I walk over to you sitting on the couch. My cock twitches, filling my tighty whities.

I get down on my knees in front of you and reach for your zipper and belt. I take off your clothes and your spread your legs in front of me. I reach for your growing cock and begin to slowly circle my tongue around the tip. I ease it into my mouth and slowly down my throat.

Because I’m new at this, I choke and gag a little as you bob in and out of my hot, wet mouth. You seem to enjoy that as your reach down and grab a handful of my hair. Guiding me to move faster, deeper. I love this and take your instruction well. I begin to taste your pre-cum and hear your breathing speed up. I know you’re close. Being a gentleman you warn that you’re about to go off. I move in, speed up and end up swallowing your entire hot load. I clean you up with my tongue and look up at you with a smile. Your cum still dripping on my beard.

[M/F] [incest] [str8 sex] [breeding] The limbo of thoughts (Part 3)

*Follow-up to https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aowf6r/mf_incest_masturbation_the_limbo_of_thoughts_part/*

She spoke first. “Do we have to talk about it?”. It was morning now. The night had given way to yet another warm sunny day. And the lust had given way to the shame. “No”, “not unless you want to” I said.

What words could we say? I was ready to explain, even though I had no explanation. But I wasn’t about to make her say or do anything she wasn’t comfortable with. She wasn’t at fault. If anything, I was the one who should have known better.

We hardly saw each other after that. I cleaned the house. My wife was coming back home the next day. “Sometime after lunch” she said. I wanted her to find a nice cozy home. It was sullied on the inside. But she wasn’t going to find out. The walls, the countertops, the table, everything would look immaculate, as if to compensate for the sin that had transpired.

That evening, after dinner, I was sorting old paperwork, shredding bank records long past their useful life, when Lisa knocked at the door. She was ready to talk, she said. She had spent the entire day collecting her thoughts. And now she wanted to discuss them.

Novel length?

Where can we find some novel length maybe incest themed erotic lit in ebook format. Going on a little vacation and hoping for some fun novel length material.

I’ve searched on literotica and haven’t found a lot in that formatting.

Gorgeous Woman, This Is For The Lurker In You:

[Is this you?](https://gr8mouthreecee.files.wordpress.com/2019/01/fb_img_15494259362921867277026.jpg)

Stop all that damn lurking, and get at me then:

That’s right; I’m the pussy-and-ass devourer. I accomplish the task with my mouth. And have no fear, I’ll lick and suck at the clitoris until completion–until your orgasm sprouts forth like spring leaves.

Do you have one of those PUSSIES that has never got off to a mouth? Don’t worry; I have a plan in mind for that cunt, too. All it takes is a bit of skill, and before you know it, my eager beaver, you’ll be among your peers that’ve cum to that illustrious oral manipulation. 

Oh, and don’t forget: I EAT OUT ASS, too. I’m a despicable creature, and I’m not ashamed of my hideous schemes. See, I’m in love with the thought of opening up your rump–whether it’s a small, medium, large, or gigantic one–and just gorging away at the inhabitants that’ve rested in captivity for quite the eternity. That asshole needs to be free and running wild. That tail and I should be galloping to each other’s raunchy tune, don’t you think? You should be spreading open those flaps and wholeheartedly wading around in my ass dabbling. This is some kinky shit, my dear. There’s a lot of dudes out there that think what I’m doing to the rump with my mouth is a sickening act. That’s cool with me; that’s more of your backdoor loving for me to chow down on. Don’t you hold back those screams; let that shit out! Embrace your daring side, and roll those hips and press that ass against my face tightly until I’m bringing forth a grimace of delight.

Emilia’s Exorcism – Part 3 (a stranger’s fucktoy for the night) [MF][Mdom][Fsub][blowjob][exhibitionism][magic][masturbation][pics]

# Emilia’s Exorcism – Part 3

**Text by malsagulo**

**Photos and Inspiration by [u/soft-n-slow](https://www.reddit.com/user/soft-n-slow)**

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[image](https://i.imgur.com/mt4pcvi.jpg)

*A cold wind blew through the alleyway. She shivered and pressed her hands further into the pockets of the leather jacket. Maybe still just a little too chilly for this outfit. Oh, well. She’d be warm soon enough.*

*She turned right out of the alleyway and walked down the street. A SUV pulled up at the corner as she approached, right on schedule. She popped open the passenger side door. “You my ride for tonight?” she asked.*

*”That’s right.” The middle-aged man inside the car leered at her. She opened her jacket wider to give him a better view of the goods. All she wore beneath the coat was a skimpy red bikini, the top straining to keep her assets in place, while her legs sported a pair of fishnet stockings and fuck-me heels. Not exactly the greatest fashion statement, but still the best she’d been able to cobble together on short notice.*

*Her new acquaintance certainly didn’t seem to mind her choice in clothing. “Come on,” he said. “Get in.”*

Quiet Submission [True Story][M,F][Vanilla-Friendly]

Years ago, back in my early 20s, I use to work crazy hours chasing as much overtime as I could get. I would work sixteen hours shifts, sometimes over nights and other times long days. When overtime wasn’t available, I would be out with co-workers, partying a whichever local hot spot had the best drink specials that night until it closed down before shifting to someone’s apartment for some after hour partying.

 

All these crazy hours and shifts in schedules eventually took there toll on my sleep cycle completely throwing it out of whack. After working an early morning shift I was struggling to fall asleep, to get few desperately needed hours of sleep, before I needed to be back to work for my regular evening shift.

 

Understanding my need and without being asked, she quietly stripped before me, at the foot of my bed. Her clothes fell in a pile, at her feet, on the floor. She stood there, pausing briefly, to let me soak in her beauty, slightly embarrassed, as I start to realize what she had in mind, before crawling across my bed.

 

The Doctors visit, part 3

The doctors visit, part 3

Note: i did steal an idea from Mrs Opal for this story. See her work [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/TheHouseOfOpal/).

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With her hand still on my chest, she again adjusted the table I am laying on, but this time pays particular attention, moving me up and down a few times to align me to some
unperceived (as far as I could tell) height.

“Well Mr Smith (obviously not my real name), there are a few more tests I’d like to get through today” she says as she walks to the foot end of the bench.

While she moves, she replaces her right hand with her left, and drags it down my body, never losing contact with me as she speaks.

As she rounds the end of the bench, she asks me to “lift your feet up please”.

She never pulled the extention out so my feet have been hanging off the end for some time, and raising my feet up is a relief. Her hand traces around from my knee, to the back of my thigh and now with both hands on each leg, she helps push them up high enough, which for a brief moment is actually very comfortable.

Key on the String (m/f)(semi public)(light roughness)(light restraining)(reader x celeb insert)

(( Copy pasted from my AO3:: Celebs name changed for flexibility:: choose your fave celebrity))

If it were not for the vintage rug beneath your feet, your heels would clack loudly against the original hardwood, announcing your approach. You were nervous, after all, you’d been tasked with delivering the room key to a celebrity who was staying in the hotel and it wasn’t just any celebrity; it was your celebrity crush.

Once at the double doors you reach out and press your hand against the solid wood and push while your other hand turns the cool lever. The deep creaking sound gives you away and he turns away from the row of windows to face you. His eyes glance you up and down and a smile creeps across his face.

“I thought you got lost.” He jests as he seems to idly roll up the sleeves of his button-down. Your eyes follow his movement, his strong fingers nimbly working the crisp white fabric. The muscles in his arms shift visibly beneath his oaken skin.
You don’t realize you’re staring until his hands rest on his belt. When you lift your eyes you find him silently chuckling in amusement at your adoration.

Unscripted (m/f)(reader x actor insert) (teasing) (light restraining)

(( Copy pasted from my AO3: Actors name changed/omitted for flexibility: choose your favorite actor ))

You lift pillows and throw aside loose pieces of clothing then you check the bunched up sheets on your bed in case you set it down and it had gotten covered, but the script was nowhere to be seen.

“Shit.” you hiss to yourself then you turn in place scanning your immediate surroundings. Maybe it was in plain sight this whole time.

No such luck. You backtrack and try to think of where it could be. When it hits you, you sigh in frustration. It was all the way back on set, probably. It had to have been there. It wasn’t in your trailer, so where else could it be?

You look at yourself and assess your outfit; a cotton band t-shirt that nearly hid your snuggly fitting shorts which were just long enough to cover your ass and the soft crease where it folded into the back of your thigh.
It would be good enough. There was no need to get redressed just to run and grab your script from the set.