[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 3)

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They’d taken the underground from the train station, her fingers curled in his as they’d walked. She’d leaned back against him hard as they stood on the train. Her ass bouncing against him with every lurch of the train. He’d felt himself getting harder and he knew she could feel it, too. Once, briefly, she’d put her hand behind her back and grabbed his cock through his pants. Pulsing gently and then letting go as he’d gently dug his fingers into her hips.

Up the escalator and out in the street, he’d left her standing in the gently pattering rain as he’d run into a tiny shop and emerged with a cheap bottle of champagne.

“Surprise!” He’d said, proffering the bottle, “and congratulations.”

She’d thrown her arms around him then, smashing her face to his.

Three blocks later, they’d kissed hard against her her front door in the dying evening light, one thigh exposed to the street as she’d lifted it high against his hip as he’d pressed into her. Then through the door, up the stairs, and into her one bedroom flat, her hands trembling as she’d bent to turn the key in the lock and felt him press against her.

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 2)

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“What about you? What brings you to this train?” He asked, tearing his eyes away and looking back up to her face.

“Do you want the real version or the romantic version?” She asked, reaching down to pull off a heel and to massage the back of her ankle. Nathan glanced down at the movement and found himself staring at her cleavage again, the top of her dress falling open as she bent down. He tried to look away quickly, but when he looked up she was watching his face. He reddened. Embarrassed at having been caught and aware of how his pants had started to bulge a bit at the look she was giving him.

He cleared his throat. “The romantic version, naturally.”

“Lovely!” She said, still bent over rubbing her ankle staring up at him. “I ride trains day in and day out looking for the most handsome, charming man I can find. Preferably one who names his cock.” She said on a giggle. “And I do my best to seduce him.” As she said that, she bent a bit lower, her breast now pressing gently against his arm.

The Tutor 4: Caught In The Act[MFMMMM][Str8][gay][cuck][cuckhold][forced gay][creampie][cheating][orgy][anal][facial]

Lorna sipped her glass of Chardonnay with a giggle, her face almost as red as her cocktail dress. She was surrounded by people, men, and something about being circled by these strong, dominant older men made her feel comfortable. She felt at home. It had been a few months since the Christmas party, and Lorna had procured herself a reputation. Suddenly every student in her class needed tutoring, and every student’s father took a sudden and keen interest in their child’s education.

Lorna decided to throw a cocktail party and invite all of the parents of the children that she tutored. Or at least, all of the fathers. Lorna’s husband was in favor of this idea, after all his wife’s job was very important to her and he would do anything to facilitate the relationship between her and her students. Little did he know, she was a little more involved than he had anticipated. While Lorna entertained the dozen or more men at their house, Max had been sent out to pick up a couple bags of ice that Lorna had conveniently forgotten to get before the party. She was sure this would give her enough time for some risky, dangerous fun, but the truth was that she didn’t care if he got home before she was done. This was her new identity, this was what she wanted. She wanted filth, risk, degradation, and most of all, she wanted to get caught.

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 1)

The trees made green streaks past his window and the sky was streaked with gray. The train swayed away from the station, trundling towards London. Nathan watched the landscape blur from the last row of the carriage. He’d had the row to himself since he left Leeds. This suited him well as he could spread out his full 6’2” frame without pressing his knees against the seat in front of
him or try to tuck his feet back under his own seat. His shoulder bag was down near his feet and hand was on it, getting ready to put it on the seat next to him when he caught a hint of vanilla on the air and a voice said “Do you mind if I sit here?”

Looking up, he immediately checked himself. Trying hard not to stare, he shifted unnecessarily, making no more space at all, but putting on quite a show of rearranging himself and his things. She was stunning. In her early to mid thirties, she had on a clinging, but office-appropriate burgundy dress, dark stockings, black high heels, and trendy cat-eye glasses still dotted with rain water. Her hair was a dirty blonde pulled up in a messy bun. Raindrops were still clinging to some of the strands that had come loose from the bun and had fallen around the sides of her face. He wanted desperately to look closer. He didn’t.

/r/sexystories was banned

Not sure if this is the correct place for this — but just as FYI to the community /r/sexystories was just banned by reddit for being “unmoderated”

I don’t know if this is the final end of that subreddit or not, but i’ll be sad to see it go.

Herminoe and Ron in the Library [M/F, fanfiction]

It was another late night in the library for Hermione. She was sitting alone at a long table near the back of the library. The library was completely empty at this time of night, but even if it wasn’t, the other students by this point knew to leave her alone while she studied, having almost bit off the head of the few who had dared interrupt her while she was preparing for her exams.

She only had another four weeks until exams and she was completely unprepared, or at least that’s how she felt. As much as Harry and Ron were her best friends, she just didn’t understand how they could be so blasé about sitting for a test that would determine what they would do for the rest of their lives. It was like they didn’t even care.

It was late and she was tired, and despite her commitment to knowing the material better than her professors, her mind was beginning to wander. It was only a week or so ago when Ron ingested that elven mead in Professor Slughorn’s office and ended up in the infirmary, and the memory of Ron mumbling out her name and squeezing her hand still rang a deep cord of desire within her. Every time she thought about Ron, she felt flush, her hand felt warm where he had squeezed, and heat rushed down to her panties. She kept distracting herself thinking about Ron’s body against hers and what he might do to her.

Caught Watching Porn [Roommate] [Masturbation] [MF]

Back when I was around 28 years old I shared a place with some 26 year old roommate. We two got along with each other before we made the decision to move into the same apartment. Nope, we weren’t best friends of anything: More just friends of friends that ran randomly into each other at some parties.

The main reason for the two of us moving in together was: We both had enough of our old places, our old roommates, we talked about it at a party and the next day we texted. A few days later we went out to find some suitable flat. We went apartment hunting. After two months we finally found something suitable. A large place with two equal sized rooms, a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a toilet. t was within our budget. We shared rent and utilities. Each one of us covered one half.

Then we moved in. We decorated the place in our style. We luckily and totally coincidental had the same taste regarding interior design. We turned it into our cozy home. A home, that non of us would see that often in the next year or two.

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 293-295) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 293: The Special Prize

*Another volunteering?* Beatrice remembered how the last time worked out for all but one of the volunteers. She around and wondered who’d be stupid enough to fall for the same trick twice.

“Come now, don’t be shy! Two on one, three on one, ten on one—all perfectly legal! You have but one opponent! If Number Forty dies, everyone who fights against her advances to the next round while also keeping the weapon of their choice. And the one to deal a killing blow will win a special prize: one night with princess Mary!”

“*WHAT!?*” Ruby exclaimed.

Gossip instantly spread through the crowds.

“I know, I know, it’s a little hard to believe,” the announcer nodded and snickered. “After all, why would a princess lower herself to contact with some commoner rabble? Especially if she was already promised to one of the High Priest’s sex cultists. But worry not!

Dark CNC Fantasy

Picture an open office space, one of those fancy ones you see in movies. I’m seated at my desk, surrounded by mostly male and some female coworkers.

Suddenly a man with a weapon, usually a gun, enters the office and demands everyone line up with their hands in the air before being handcuffed.

The bad guy then pulls me from the lineup and degrades me in front of everyone saying, “You let this teen slut wear these tiny skirts and you don’t brutally fuck her everyday? There isn’t a mark on her.”

He then rips my panties down and shoves them in my mouth. He uses my tied up hands to push me down across a desk and moves my skirt up enough so everyone in the room can see my wetness dripping down my thighs.

With one hand holding my hands across my back with his gun, he uses the other to undo his belt and free his cock. He says, “I’m going to claim every inch of her for myself.”

He then slams his cock inside me without warning. I yell out. It’s dead silent except for the sounds of my wetness and moans. I desperately try to free myself, but can’t help cumming on his cock in front of everyone.

Amber’s Initiation – Part 1 [All female] [Oral] [Sorority] [Hazing]

“There is only one rule: You do as we say.”

Amber felt her cheeks flush as the tall blonde turned to look at her again. She felt vulnerable, exposed, unsure of what the next few days would bring. Up until now she hadn’t been particularly concerned; she had heard the rumours, of course, but she was determined to join Alpha Kappa Alpha. Now that it was time, however, she felt a expectant tingle somewhere in her lower abdomen.

“Is that understood, pledge?” Brittany asked sharply.

Fuck. Had she been supposed to respond? Amber cleared her throat and nodded.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s Mistress Ma’am to you,” Brittany snapped, and the other girls giggled.

“Yes, Mistress,” Amber replied, biting her lip.

She felt Brittany’s gaze on her like a burning sensation in her skin. The blonde looked her up and down, her face unrelenting, as if she had yet to decide what she would demand of her pledge. Brittany was beautiful, in a menacing kind of way. Light blonde locks framed her sunkissed face, sharp features matched by piercing blue eyes. Her clothing was tight, revealing a body you couldn’t help but notice; her legs were impossibly long and her frame athletic, yet somehow curvy, with DD cups hovering over her taught stomach. Amber felt like a grey mouse in comparison.