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I caught my breath and turned towards Angela.

“Really? Oh, I mean…maybe we should get off the road.” I stuttered. My hands were shaking, the thrill still burning in my veins. Angela ran her finger nails teasingly down my arm and caressed my hand, calming me.

“Mm, don’t worry sweetie.” She bit her lip seductively and rubbed my thigh. “Why don’t we get into town and find a nice quiet place to get more comfortable.” She pressed her supple lips against against my cheek and I shivered. Those lips were addictive and all I wanted with to feel them around my throbbing cock again.

A couple of cars passed by and I got a bit nervous. This was the last thing that I wanted to be caught doing and all I could think about was getting to a private place with this gorgeous creature. We straightened ourselves up and got back on the road.

Her first squirt. Poem

Her First Squirt – True Story

On our bed her body lay atop a sheet,
on her back is how she’ll meet,

my throbbing cock and all its glory,
so pay attention as I tell this story.

I stand afoot beside our bed.
Her feet in air beside my head.

My toes grip the carpet floor.
I thrust into her like a slamming door.

She rubs her fingers across her clit,
as I press my body against her slit.

Her moans I hear getting higher pitched,
the sounds she makes becoming more enriched.

I knew she’d cum like the thousand times or more,
but what happened next was nothing like before.

Her voice got louder, this is nothing new,
but against my body something did spew.

I pulled away and let her spill,
her juices onto me with no ill will.

I’d finally seen what I’d been dreaming,
a beautiful orgasm, my wife still creaming.

I saw her quake as her load was spent.
Her legs trembled, shaked and bent.

She giggled after, her body zen,
We’ll try this tomorrow, I want to see it again.

“Here We Go-gan” — A Pete’s Dragon 1977 Buttonsack Fanfic

*This short story is a work of fiction intended for entertainment purposes only. All characters portrayed in this piece are of legal age. Any resemblance written characters have with real-life individuals is strictly coincidental.*

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Pete dashed around the corner with Dr. Terminus following closely on his heels.

“He’s in there! Come on!” Terminus pointed toward the large warehouse doors ahead.

“Elliott! Elliott!” Pete exclaimed as he shoved the doors open and burst in. Then he froze, uncertain by what he was seeing.

Within the warehouse was complete and utter chaos. Shouting boat workers – about fifty of them – were laying out layers of nets and tarps that were connected to pulleys attached to the ceiling above. Judging by the thrashing that was happening under the tarp, there was an obvious malfunction of some sort that they were trying to figure out.

What was even more peculiar, however, was the absence of the large green dragon that Terminus had told Pete would be here.

Terminus looked at the flailing tarp with the same bewilderment that Pete expressed.

“Did you say the primary was really the tertiary?” Hoagy asked nonchalantly as he walked up to Terminus and Pete.

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Years ago I was browsing on literotica and came across a story that for the life of me cannot find again. I don’t remember a lot about it, but I know that it was about a tranny masturbating in the woods, and she came all over her blanket but decided she wouldn’t wash it because “who doesn’t like a little spunk in the morning,” or something along those lines. If any of you have read or know of this story’s location on the internet, let me know

The Sadistic Tale of Hansel and Gretel. Part II

Mature Audience Only. Very graphic. Keep in mind this is only fantasy, I’ve seen worse on cable.

Part Two:
Gretel stands up shedding her loose rope as she walks over to the kitchen counter. She swipes a rag from the counter top and shoves it into her step-mother’s mouth. “Shut up Bitch!” She declares. Gretel grabs her step-mothers hair from both sides of her scalp and slams her face into the table busting her nose. Gretel grabs a piece of short rope from the floor and ties it around her step-mothers head and between her teeth. Her step-mothers mouth gag becomes impossible to spit out.

Hansel unfastens his belt, his pants drop to the floor around his ankles. His step-mother’s muted screams only confirm to Hansel that his pain will be felt. Hansel looks down at his step-mothers hairy, tangled up mess. An impenetrable weave of hair rests between her thighs. Hansel looks around the kitchen for an answer to his problem. Spotting the dirty dishes of his step-mothers breakfast he swipes his fingertips through the congealed pork fat left over from fried bacon and slaps her crotch hair full of the aromatic white creamy grease.

The Sadistic Tale of Hansel and Gretel. Part I

Mature Audiences only. I wrote this several years ago and have only posted it in one other place.

Hansel and Gretel never recovered mentally from their ordeal with the old hag in the woods. The siblings, throughout the years, resented their father for losing quickly the fortune they brought to him from the witch. Their evil step mother ran off with their fortune never to return. Their father grew tired of the constant ridicule and tricked the pair, leading them into the woods, abandoning them and leaving then alone to fend for themselves. Forsaken by their hapless father, the teenage siblings Hansel and Gretel were forced from their home…again.

Gretel bemoans, “We’ve been walking for hours, you’re so stupid. You have no idea where we are, I’m tired of walking.”  For which Hansel replies, “Shut the fuck up, you never shut up, I’m tired of your shit!” They pass familiar territory and Hansel began to remember these woods from the last time their selfish parents left them. Gretel states, “I can’t believe that asshole father left us in the woods, again.” “Yeah, I gotta quit trusting that bastard,” Hansel replied. As Hansel looks around he recalls from his memory, “I think that old bitch that tried to eat us lived over there.” Hansel points toward a rocky hillside seen from a few miles away. “It shouldn’t be long Gretel, we will at least have shelter, maybe water.”

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My ex boyfriend and his ex girlfriend

You stood there looking at me with those soft blue eyes of yours, then over at her. She softly sipped on her drink, noticing your attention on her. I looked back and forth between you two as I sat to your right. Her on your left. There were others around us, one of my friends tried talking to me but I was too caught up in thinking about what was going to happen later. We finished our food and drinks. I attempted to focus long enough to chat with my friend as you and her talked briefly. Then we grabbed our stuff to start heading back to the train which would take us back to the hotel. You led the way, she walked beside you holding your arm and I walked behind you two with my friend chatting away about something random that I pretended to care about. My panties started to get wet thinking about what would happen once we were alone in the hotel room.

[MF]Software Testing Inspired Porn Story (off askreddit thread, feedback appriciated)

https://old.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/8u8fqh/a_porno_is_being_made_about_your_job_how_does_the/e1eh16f/

A porno is being made about your job. How does the sex start?

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“Diana, I need to talk to you about a bug”

I approached her slender form and crouched besides her chair.

“I raised work item 6937 about it, check it out…”

I repro the issue for Diana as we both notice everyone else has gone home for the day.

“wow, there’s no one left. Why are you working so late anyway?” I asked, setting my hands on the desk next to the tablet.

“Oh, I’ve had to let the plumbers into my house this morning, so I came in late. I’ll be getting off in a few hours anyway” she said, putting her hands closer to mine.

She looked like she hadn’t slept for long this morning, or any morning for the last 10 years. She had a bob, sunken eyes and a quirky foreign accent.

“I’ve just been getting a little sauced off the beers in the fridge and lost track of time. Why don’t we try to reproduce this bug together on your debug build?” I suggested, as we both reached down for the USB connector and inserted it into the tablet together.

Erotic Chat Fiction?

I’ve been reading the stories over in /r/sextstories and I really enjoy the format, but there’s really just one writer posting there and I’ve pretty much made it through all the content. I know there are a couple of related subreddits but they’re for links that I’m not super into.

Does anybody know of other places I could find this type of content? A website or subreddit, or even an adult oriented app similar to Yarn or Hooked?