Meeting my neighbor [part 1] [mF] [cheating] [college]

As a freshly minted college junior, I finally had the chance to live off campus and really experience freedom. A few friends and I went in on a house in quaint New England town our little school called home. Within a few weeks of moving in, we turned a once decent family home into a complete bachelors pad. Posters were haphazardly tacked to the wall and beer cans adorned every corner. It was perfect. The hot New England summer was fading, and we decided to have a cookout to finally meet our neighbors, for fear of their itchy fingers dialing the police every time we had a party in the future–fear of underage drinking arrest is certainly real at that age.

We knocked on doors all around the neighborhood, and were met with smiles and non committal responses. Our next door neighbor wasn’t home, so we walked back into the house. It was getting to be late Thursday and our fake ids begged for a test drive at the local bars. As I came downstairs and waited to leave, I noticed the lights on in the house next door. My roommates were all getting dressed upstairs, so I hollered that I’d go invite our neighbors to our block party extravaganza. I let myself out the front door, walked the few yards down the sidewalk and rang the bell next door.

[MF] Stalls

“Hi, yes, my name is Katherine Bennett — I have a 4:15 to see Jess.”

“Of course, Ms. Bennett. Right this way. Jess is just wrapping with another client. May I offer you anything? Tea, juice, a sparkling water?”

“Oh, nothing for me, thanks. Could you please let Jess know I’m in a bit of a rush? I’m meeting my fiancee in Marylebone, and need to be on my way if I’m to make it on time.”

“Certainly Ms Bennett, thank you so much for your patience, I’m certain she’ll just be along.”

“Thank you.”

I hate to be the posh demanding bridezilla — especially as a result of my own poor planning — but if they’ll accommodate me out of my own mistakes, I might as well take advantage. I’m certain Pippa would understand, even though she’s not about today. Hopefully no one says anything to her; I’d hate her to think me a bitch. She’s a sweetheart, and it really is a lovely shop.

“Kate! It’s so good to see you again. Ready for the final-final-final?”

Shameful, Secluded Ravishment [Anal][Feminization][MM][Humliation] [xpost from a /r/dirtywritingprompts request]

I’d just turned eighteen the day before my flight crashed. Brett, the boy I crashed with, was nineteen. The flight was nearly empty and we’d been the only two in the back of the plane; it had broken free of the rest and we’d somehow glided and crashed in water. There had been a storm. It was deep wilderness. We had no idea where. We walked for seven days without finding the rest of the plane or anyone else. It seemed like we were maybe somewhere in Alaska–mountains and verdant forest stretching across what seemed like the whole world. We survived on water and very little food. On the seventh day we found the cabin. We figured it was some wealthy hunter’s cabin. The place was stocked with food, drinks, fuel, toiletries, a generator. It had pretty much everything you’d need to survive in the wilderness–except a functioning radio, any maps, or a compass. We settled into waiting it out for someone to find us in the cabin.

[Meta] A Collection Of My Works

I normally post on r/erotica but wanted to share my work with this sub as well. Rather than reposting each story, here are links for them all. Feedback is welcome on any story :)

#Adventures of Barrie Guild

1 – [Aria’s Escape](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6ai8et/mf_oral_adventures_of_barrie_guild_arias_escape/) [MF] [Oral]

2 – [Caught In The Rain](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6baf4b/adventures_of_barrie_guild_caught_in_the_rain_f/) [F] [Solo]

3 – [The Blacksmith’s Wife](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6desh8/adventures_of_barrie_guild_the_blacksmiths_wife_mf/) [MF]

4 – [Turning the Tables](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6fzbno/adventures_of_barrie_guild_turning_the_tables_ff/) [FF] [NonCon]

#Longtime Friends

1 – [An Old Friend](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6frx3g/an_old_friend_mf_some_feet/) [MF] [Some Feet]

2 – [Blackmailed](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6h7f4w/blackmailed_mf_feet/) [MF] [Feet]

#Maintaining Friendship

*[MMMMMF] [MMMMMFF] [MF] [FF] [Gangbang] [Reluctance / NonCon] [Humiliation] [Anal] [DP] [Deepthroat] [Cum]*

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6q829l/maintaining_friendship_pt_1_mmmmmf_mmmmmff_mf_ff/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6q82sw/maintaining_friendship_pt_2_mmmmmf_mmmmmff_mf_ff/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6q82zg/maintaining_friendship_pt_3_mmmmmf_mmmmmff_mf_ff/)

#One Offs

[Legend of Zelda: Two Sides of Courage](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6c8um4/legend_of_zelda_two_sides_of_courage_eu_mmf/) [EU] [MMF]

[A Couple And A Friend](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6fcca0/a_couple_and_a_friend_mff_feet_hypnosis/) [MFF] [Hypnosis] [Feet] [Transformation (Breasts)]

[The Legend of Korra (Alternate and Deleted Scenes): Welcome To Republic City](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6iq45o/the_legend_of_korra_alternate_and_deleted_scenes/) [EU] [FF] [NonCon]

[Your Latin Wife At The Glory Hole](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6jlbfa/your_latin_wife_at_the_glory_hole_mf_oral_voyeur/) [MF] [Oral] [Voyeur]

[Dirty Pants](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6jlqgj/dirty_pants_mf_clothed_public_tease/) [MF] [Clothed] [Public] [Tease]

[Three Short Stories](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6lchkv/three_short_stories_first_mf_doggystyle_second_f/) [MF], [F] [Solo] [Voyeur], [FFM] [Domination]

[Maria Makes Do](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6nuoxy/maria_makes_do_f_solo_insertion/) [F] [Solo] [Insertion]

[Squad Mates and Squirt Mates](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6qum4i/squad_mates_and_squirt_mates_ff_squirt_anal/) [FF] [Squirt] [Anal]

Grandma jones (F/f)

“Oh hi grandma jones” said her mail lady Nancy as she inserted the mail into her mailbox sexually.

“Oh hi mail lady” she said, almost knowing what would happen next.

“Grandma jones, I have a real hankering to fuck you in the ass I do” she said in a seductive lady like voice. Without missing. A beat grandma jones said “well you just come up here and get fucked”

The mail lady walked into grandma joneses house and the smell hit her, the smell of old people. It made her horney.

Grandma jones ushered the overweight middle aged mail lady into her room. She removed the blanket from the bed, which she proudly made her self.

“Well, I didn’t bring you in here to my room to talk! Hurry up and strip dagnabbit” and the mail lady did as she was told. She removed her large blue XXL US Postal service jacket and placed it on top of grandma jones hanger. She could tell it turned grandma jones on. She then took off her bra as her breasts tumbled out.

Gardener

In the humid summer night, within her hidden garden her flower blossoms.

With the careful attention and loving touch of a dedicated gardener her flower comes into full bloom.

Her flower’s silky petals, glistening with dew, part slowly, almost reluctantly, revealing the prize within.

Her flower releases its heady scent into the humid night, intoxicating, unforgettable.

Her flower begs to be appreciated, her petals slick and silken as they release their nectar.

Nectar so sweet, designed to be desired, devoured. In the Humid summer night, when each breath feels like it is stolen from the very air.

I will never forget her flower

It was a long day without you…

“Where​ ​is​ ​Jay”,​ ​she​ ​said​ ​out​ ​of​ ​frustration.​ ​She​ ​had​ ​spent​ ​the​ ​entire​ ​day​ ​fantasizing​ ​about​ ​him​ ​in​ ​his​ ​Papa​ ​Johns​ ​uniform.​ ​The pineapple​ ​pizza​ ​wouldn’t​ ​be​ ​the​ ​only​ ​specialty​ ​he​ ​was​ ​eating​ ​today.​ ​“Should​ ​I​ ​text​ ​him​ ​again”,​ ​she​ ​wondered.​ ​She​ ​pulled​ ​out​ ​her phone-​Where​ ​the​ ​fuck​ ​are​ ​you?​ ​I’m​ ​so​ ​fucking​ ​horny.​ ​The​ ​only​ ​thing​ ​on​ ​my​ ​mind​ ​is​ ​your​ ​mouth​ ​sucking​ ​on​ ​my​ ​clit​ ​and​ ​your​ ​hot​ ​dirty hands​ ​pinning​ ​my​ ​legs​ ​open.​ ​​No​ ​reply,​ ​again.​ ​She​ ​heard​ ​bangs​ ​from​ ​downstairs.​ ​“Open​ ​this​ ​door​ ​right​ ​now!”,​ ​Jay​ ​yelled.​ ​She​ ​ran downstairs​ ​holding​ ​her​ ​tits​ ​from​ ​spilling​ ​out​ ​of​ ​her​ ​lacy​ ​red​ ​lingerie.​ ​Fuck.​ ​Fuck.​ ​Fuck.​ ​He​ ​sounded​ ​pissed.​ ​She​ ​unlocked​ ​the​ ​door​ ​and let​ ​Jay​ ​in.​ ​He​ ​grabbed​ ​her​ ​and​ ​pushed​ ​her​ ​against​ ​the​ ​wall.​ ​“What​ ​did​ ​I​ ​say​ ​about​ ​teasing​ ​me​ ​while​ ​I’m​ ​at​ ​work?​ ​My​ ​boss​ ​almost​ ​saw me​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​your​ ​photos​ ​with​ ​a​ ​hard​ ​on”.​ ​“I’m​ ​sorry,​ ​Daddy”.​ ​Her​ ​legs​ ​had​ ​wrapped​ ​around​ ​him​ ​and​ ​she​ ​was​ ​quivering​ ​at​ ​the thought​ ​of​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​inside​ ​of​ ​her.​ ​He​ ​pushed​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​against​ ​her,​ ​teasing​ ​her.​ ​A​ ​small​ ​moan​ ​escaped​ ​her​ ​lips.​ ​“I​ ​love​ ​it​ ​when​ ​you dress​ ​up​ ​for​ ​me,​ ​baby​ ​girl”.​ ​She​ ​smiled.​ ​“I​ ​love​ ​it​ ​when​ ​you​ ​put​ ​your​ ​cock​ ​in​ ​me​ ​and​ ​stretch​ ​me​ ​out”.​ ​He​ ​unzipped​ ​his​ ​pants​ ​and​ ​pulled her​ ​red​ ​lacy​ ​panty​ ​to​ ​the​ ​side.​ ​He​ ​put​ ​his​ ​head​ ​against​ ​her​ ​pussy​ ​lips.​ ​She​ ​bit​ ​her​ ​lip.​ ​He​ ​proceeded​ ​to​ ​to​ ​gently​ ​push​ ​her​ ​lips​ ​open, just​ ​barely​ ​enough​ ​to​ ​tease​ ​her​ ​pussy.​ ​“I​ ​want​ ​to​ ​fuck​ ​your​ ​tight​ ​little​ ​pussy”,​ ​he​ ​said.​ ​“Then​ ​fucking​ ​do​ ​it​ ​already”,​ ​she​ ​moaned.​ ​He grabbed​ ​her​ ​ass​ ​and​ ​pulled​ ​her​ ​in.​ ​His​ ​cock​ ​pushed​ ​hard​ ​against​ ​her​ ​pussy.​ ​“FUCK”,​ ​she​ ​screamed.​ ​His​ ​cock​ ​filled​ ​her​ ​up​ ​and​ ​she lost​ ​control​ ​of​ ​her​ ​entire​ ​body.​ ​He​ ​thrust​ ​faster​ ​and​ ​faster.​ ​He​ ​put​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​her​ ​breast as​ ​he​ ​leaned​ ​in​ ​to​ ​his​ ​her​ ​neck.​ ​“Get​ ​on​ ​your fucking​ ​knees”,​ ​he​ ​said​ ​as​ ​he​ ​pushed​ ​her​ ​down​ ​on​ ​her​ ​knees.​ ​She​ ​whimpered,​ ​as​ ​he​ ​slid​ ​his​ ​cock​ ​into​ ​her​ ​mouth.​ ​Her​ ​mouth​ ​was watery.​ ​He​ ​had​ ​made​ ​her​ ​crave​ ​him.​ ​She​ ​began​ ​by​ ​licking​ ​the​ ​tip​ ​gently,​ ​sucking​ on ​it​ ​occasionally.​ ​Daddy​ ​loved​ ​the​ ​tease. He grabbed her head and thrust into her mouth. She gagged, but that didn’t stop her. The idea of pleasuring daddy was too exciting to stop. Her mouth moved up and down rhythmically. The texture of his velvety cock aroused her, the veins of his cock pulsated in her mouth. She still hadn’t came, and her body was squirming and clenching at the idea of of him being inside of her. Hot sticky cum trickled down her throat and on her mouth. “Your turn, baby girl”. He carried her to their room and pinned her down onto the bed. His hands pressed against her thick inner thighs, keep them down. She couldn’t stop them from moving herself and he didn’t her legs to wrap around his head…just yet. He pushed his tongue against her small pink clit. Her breathing intensified. His tongue trailed down in a teasing manner, reaching her opening but stopping just short of it. She reached for his head to push his tongue in. “Don’t fucking do that”. She loved the way he told her what to do. He began to suck on her clit, her fists clench the bed covers as she moaned. “I need something inside of me already, daddy”. He took his finger and slipped it in. She felt stuffed. She moaned loudly. “Do you like that baby girl?”. She nodded unable to make words. He rubbed her clit with two fingers, circling the shape of her clit. He licked it occasionally until she was drenched in her own cum. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum”. He stuck his tongue in her as he played with her clit. She came, and her pussy clenched his tongue. “Did you like that baby girl?”, he smirked.

Lake Fantasy [MF][Public]

It’s fitting that my journey has taken me back here to this place. In many ways, the lake has been the place where I have learned so much about myself. But that’s a story for another day. Today, the story is sitting right behind me on my jetski as we race down the water’s smooth surface. The story is wearing a tiny little pink bikini and a ski vest and has her arms wrapped around my waist while holding onto the buckles in the front of my ski vest. I’ve always loved the feeling of having the wind in my face when I’m screaming down the waterway, but today the wind is the second best feeling I am experiencing. The best feeling is her arms around me and her head pressed into the base of my neck between my shoulder blades. Every once in a while I’ll feel a strand of her long blonde hair strike me in the cheek or jaw like a little stinging whip. I can smell her shampoo. It’s a sunny day without a single cloud in the sky. The springtime coolness has given way to summer warmth, but it’s still early enough that there’s no grimy humidity, so the air produces tiny goosebumps on our flesh as we barrel down the shoreline. The late afternoon sun is shining straight into my eyes, but if I squint, I can make out enough details among the coves to help me find my way. I’m looking for something. Not exactly some THING, but some situation. She’s going to help me live out a fantasy today.

Tickle Torture

This was a very specific commissioned story and I hope everyone enjoys it!

Tickle Torture(Selena Gomez, Kay Perry, Taylor Swift)

I woke up in a fog with a splitting headache, I had no idea where I was or what was going on but I could feel an unmistakable sensation of itching around my wrists and my ankles. Finally, when my head started to clear and I opened my tired eyes I could see two shadowy figures, they were standing in front of me surrounded by various studio equipment. There were studio cameras, a computer and microphones set up all around me and I blinked, struggling to clear my vision and make sense of what was laid out before me. I heard giggling and talking, women, two of them, laughing maniacally and repeating my name. Then I heard a voice that I could have recognized even in my sleep, it was Katy Perry.

[MF] I always knew there was something between me and my friends mom.

My name is John Hill and I have been friends with Dan Miles for as long as I could remember. When I was a child the Miles household was like a second home to me. His father, mother and sister Greg, Sarah, and Lucy were like a second family.

It was the summer before my freshman year of college. As my summer days were coming to a close I started spending a lot of time at Dan’s house to hang out with him before college started. A lot of the times I would crash on the couch in their living room. I would usually be awaken by my friend’s mother in the morning when she started watching her morning TV. Dan and Greg would often be out of the house before then as they went to work together.

The particular morning started like any other. It was just about a bit after eight when I heard the TV get turned on. I slowly forced myself to wake up. “Good morning John.” Sarah said to me, smiling as I stood and stretched.

“Morning.” I forced through a yawn.