Unexpected

**One morning I woke up panting, a very hot and heavy dream I knew exactly who that was in the dream. About him? It has been so long. Why now? I am not so sure, but I will have to reach out to him. Right after I tell my husband….**

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Alice’s Closet Part 5 [nosex, incest]

**If you missed [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/926y4t/alices_closet_mff_inc_mast_voy/), [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/92f875/alices_closet_part_20_mff_inc_mast_voy/), [part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/933eyw/alices_closet_part_3_mf_inc_mast/) or [part five](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/93cxae/alices_closet_part_4_ff_incest/) click the links provided to read them first.**

“That was amazing,” Alice muttered nestled against her mother’s chest.

“I’m glad,” Mom said softly as she kept stroking Alice’s hair with one hand while her other roamed over Alice’s curves.

Looking up at Mom, “You’re not mad at me for losing my virginity at sixteen are you?”

“Of course not sweetie,” said Mom kindly. “I was having sex much earlier than that.”

“Really? How old were you?”

“Fourteen.”

“Fourteen,” Alice exclaimed before sitting up.

“Yeah,” Mom replied sitting as well up next to her daughter. “As you can imagine, I developed quite early which got me a LOT of attention from boys. I loved it. Some would call me a slut but I like to think of myself as a free spirit.”

“You must be if Sam is your ex-boyfriend.”

“What’s that supposed to mean,” Mom asked feeling offended.

“It’s just that,” Alice stammered. “Sam isn’t very… attractive. You’re way out of his league.”

“Why? Is it because he’s chubby? Bald? Short?”

“All… All of those things.”

The Aching Tease

It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other. Both of us aching for the others’ touch. We kiss passionately, almost as if it was the first time we ever did. You pull me onto the bed and I climb onto you reverse cowgirl. I lower myself onto you, as you slip tightly into me. My silky wetness glistens up your entire length. It glides in with ease since I was wet before you even arrived. You suddenly pull me down onto you so my back is flat against your chest and stomach, you wrap your arms tightly around and hold my body still. You start to pick up your pace, but at a torturously slow rate. You go faster, then grind slow….so, so slow and deep. I’m starting to plead. You’re gauging my moans, pounding me harder, my face fading into desire as a strong orgasm builds. I try once to fuck you back, my orgasm nearly hits but you reach around and give the side of my ass a hard slap and force me to hold still. “You don’t cum without my permission…” you demand in my ear. I moan in response as you pick up the pace again. I’m absolutely shuddering on you. You flip me over onto my back and throw my knees apart. I hardly have time to take a breath and you’re inside me again, missionary now. We lock eyes as you pound into me, and I’m quickly on the edge again. I notice a glimmer of an evil smile in your eye and I cry out in frustration. You love watching me go crazy for you. It’s so good but it drives me crazy at the same time. My pussy is red hot, and I need to come on your cock more than anything now. You’re at the perfectly deep angle, my legs are spread wide and extended at the knee, I’m holding both of my feet open with my extended hands, spreading myself so wide for you. I feel like my swollen hole is swallowing your cock…your depth in me in unbelievable. I hear your desire and feel the burning roar inside me again, every breath I take opening me up more and more for you. It’s building in me again and this time stronger than ever. My hands quickly release my feet. I bend my knees and wrap my ankles tight around your waist. I want you so bad. I reach up and firmly grip your neck for leverage. I gasp. It’s so good. My mouth drops open and my eyes beg directly into yours. Between each of your thrusts now I helplessly whisper “fuck me, please make me cum.” My raspy, pleading voice shows I’m completely at your mercy now. Your evil smile suddenly fades away, desire floods your heavy eyes, you tighten your grip on me and pick up the pace one last time. My jaw drops as we peer into each others eyes. I feel the initial flutter of my pussy clamping against your cock. “Yes that’s it…you encourage, “…cum all over my cock”. Your words of permission are all I need to hear and I begin to cum hard. My facial expressions make you lose control. Your cock stays deep inside me as my pussy pulsates around it repeatedly. “Please fuck me through it…cum with me,” I beg. I’m still coming for you as you feel your balls tighten and your orgasm hits. I see your reaction and squeeze around your waist with my legs to keep you tightly inside me as you drain yourself inside me. We moan together and hold each other tight as the last remaining pulses of our orgasm fades away together. You collapse on top of me. We lay there soaked in sweat, you’re still inside me as we exhale deep, and joyfully catch our breaths..

Some Very, Very Fresh Air

It’s the weekend and we’ve just finished waking up with some sweet hot coffee on my porch as the morning sun and cool breeze greet us. The long, long winter has ceased and the beautiful spring weather has finally returned. The fresh air, sunshine, new life blooming all around. I refill our coffees as we chat. General banter, easy, pleasant conversation peppered with flirtation. With breathing in the fresh air and feeling the sun upon my skin, I’m suddenly overcome with the feeling of arousal. Released inhibition flows through me as I observe you from across the table. My attention as been averted from the conversation and redirected at your physical presence. I unconsciously bite my lip and my eyes go a little heavier as arousal overcomes me. You notice the change in my facial expression and general demeanor as you suddenly become extremely aware of what’s on my mind. Yet, you pretend you don’t notice and continue the conversation, knowing how much it will tease me. But I know what you’re doing…I smile devilishly, take one more sip of coffee and then stand up slowly. I come around to you and sit on your lap, straddling you. Neither of us speak as I stay close to your face, holding your head in my hands looking into your eyes. You reach your neck up, inviting me in for a kiss. I hold off for a moment…a tease for both of us now. Finally our lips lock and our sexual desire completely takes over. Soft kisses turn into passionate kisses, heavy breaths turn into moans. You reach up behind my head and tightly grab a fistful of my curls at the base of my neck, gently yet firmly yanking my head back. I moan from your aggression and the tingle on my scalp, and you kiss my neck and down into my cleavage. I’m aching for you at this point and remove my shirt, pressing my bare tits into your face. You suck and bite my nipples as we consume each other. I reach down to find your cock. That sound of your belt buckle unclasping turns me on, every single time. That hard cock releases from your pants and bounces upward at me. I can’t resist any longer and take it in my hand as I elevate myself above it. I close my eyes in pleasure as I begin lowering myself, when you pause me and say, “look at me when you fuck me”. I moan from your request as I open my eyes and see you looking up at me. I sink myself completely onto you. Every inch of your cock fills my pussy and stretches me so deep. I take in the feeling of you inside me, as I grind my hips to lock myself hard onto your entire length. You moan as I put my arms over your shoulders, holding onto the back of your chair for leverage. I begin rocking myself on you, you’re so deep in me and my clit is grinding against your pelvis. It’s so good. Within mere seconds I know it’s going to make me cum if I continue that motion. I look at you again with pleading eyes and you know I won’t last long this time around. But neither of us care. You wrap your arms around me and pull me tight into you as we continue our passionate, deep, grinding motion. Your cock is so good. I’m nearly shivering in arousal as my orgasm builds. I work my pussy so slowly on you, and your thick cock pulses just once inside me as you feel your cum tingling in the base of it…neither of us will last long now. You look up at me with a pleading look that drives me absolutely wild. I look down at you again as the electricity between us builds and the tightness becomes overwhelming. “You’re gunna make me cum so hard like that.” I whisper through my moans. My sounds ignite your animalistic drive to cum as you gyrate your hips hard into me as I continue rocking against you. Our rhythm is an orgasmic recipe that hits us like cum train. You abruptly spank my ass hard, knowing the stinging bite will send me over the edge. And oh, how it does. Instantly, I explode and uncontrollably clamp hard against you from inside as I feel you pulsing and shooting your orgasm deep in me. The intensity is incredible. Our mouths open as we cum hard together, yet somehow we remain in near silence; nothing more than the occasional gasp escapes our lips. We hold each other tightly as we cum, and our grinding doesn’t stop until every last drop of you is drained up inside me. Your orgasm subsides and I grind myself again one last time on you, intentionally making you twitch from the sensitivity. You moan and I smile and we finally catch our breaths. I kiss you and slowly stand, releasing your exhausted dick from my soaked pussy. “I’m sorry…you were saying?” I joke, and you laugh. No time to get back to the conversation now though… I take your hand as I lead us to the bathroom. Because…shower time. ?

Alice’s Closet Part 4 [Ff, incest]

**If you missed [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/926y4t/alices_closet_mff_inc_mast_voy/), [part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/92f875/alices_closet_part_20_mff_inc_mast_voy/), or [part three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/933eyw/alices_closet_part_3_mf_inc_mast/) click the links provided to read them first.**

Alice woke up a just bit before Dad was about to head outside for his exciting morning of yard work. The first thing she noticed was a crusty feeling over her eyes from forgetting to take her makeup off last night before falling asleep. The second thing she noticed was how hard and sensitive her nipples were. After masturbating three times before finally falling asleep, she was too hot to pull the covers over herself. Now she was almost shivering from being bare under the cool AC all night.

Lazily, Alice rolled out of bed and rubbed the backs of her hands over her eyes to wipe enough away so she could see. With dark makeup smeared over her hands, she made her way over to her closet for something to wear. Only her top half was really cold so Alice sifted through her t-shirts until she found an overly large, black one with her favorite metal band’s logo plastered across the front that she mostly used as a sleep shirt. Her body trembled a bit as she pulled the fabric down over her sensitive, erect nipples.

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Slowly…you awaken to total darkness. Unsure if your eyes are truly open, until a candle slowly flickers to light. One at first, then another, and another, and another. Each lit by a silhouetted figure slowly walking around the room, but you can barely see with the fog of sleep still heavy on your eyelids. The room is not small, but hardly large from what you can tell, and no door is in sight. You are standing somehow, still a little asleep, but you can feel warm stone beneath your feet. You begin to realize that your wrists are cold and achy, but you cannot move them. You manage to look up and see shackles on them, not painfully tight but you are certainly not going anywhere. Not soon anyway…

You recall your last vivid memory, a night of passion with your lover, but you cannot remember their face. Only you saying, “I wish you could just take me away…”, and a voice responding with “But for what?” You slowly remember yourself saying “Anything…” as you fade into darkness once more.

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[MF] [BDSM] A Master gets a new toy.

*This is a work of fiction. I do not condone the behaviour in this story. Themes of non-consent, rape and sadism.*

She wakes up in a small cell, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. Her breathing quickens as the panic sets in. She’d met Lucy for dinner, she had walked alone back to her car, and then her memory just stopped. Desperately she tried to cling to that final memory of pressing the unlock button on her car, but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn’t remember passed that.

She closed her eyes, and counted to 10. She was smart enough to know her predicament, but willed the chains around her hands and ankles to disintegrate, to just be a vivid nightmare.

“I know you’re awake” the voice cut through the silence like a knife. She started to cry, cursing herself internally, she knew there was no point crying yet.

He was calm, collected, as he sat watching his new toy acclimatise, he loved how each one reacted differently. His hopes were high that she would be his favourite so far, the quiet panic was far preferable to the hysteria he normally had to endure from his play things before he trained them.

Alice’s Closet Part 3 [MF, inc, mast]

**If you missed part [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/926y4t/alices_closet_mff_inc_mast_voy/) or part [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/92f875/alices_closet_part_20_mff_inc_mast_voy/), click the links provided to read them first.**

Alice closed the door to her bedroom before slowly walking towards her closet with her corset and skirt tucked under her arm after the events that had just occurred in her parents’ bedroom. It still didn’t seem real. It felt like it all started right here at her closet where she first put on these slutty clothes to sneak out in but instead of a cute college boy taking them off her, her own mother did.

As Alice hung her clothes back up in the closet, she felt her insides start to throb. She couldn’t stop replaying everything that happened over and over again in her mind. It was a very taboo thing that happened between her and her parents, but that only seemed to made it more erotic.

However, she was snapped back to the moment when she turned around and saw the notification light blinking on her smartphone that she left on the bed. “Oh shit,” Alice groaned as she swiped her phone off the bed and turned on the screen. Fourteen missed calls from Megan. She pressed the call back icon on the touch screen before pulling the phone up to her ear.

Personal Space [ff][masturbation]

The first time I was in her house, I only stayed for an hour. I was flushed and nervous. I filled her space with my presence and breathed deeply, the air she left behind. My shirt was stuck to my back by the time I left, soaked with nervous sweat – my panties sodden with the excitement of it all. I already knew I was going to do it again.

It took many weeks for me to grow comfortable- to take my time. I knew I was breaking the rules; trespassing in so many ways. I stayed longer and longer, getting to know her through the inanimate objects she’d touched and chosen to surround herself with. Eventually, I began planning my whole day around being there; staying the morning and working in the afternoon. I knew her routine and entered through the back as she left for the day. Locks clicked into place as my feet crept silently over the threshold.