The Quiet Girl in the Library has an Oral Fixation, Pt. 3 [M/M/F, Facefuck, Titfuck, Public]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u1pogj/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u63set/the_quiet_girl_in_the_library_has_an_oral/)

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Well, it was bound to happen at some point. We got **caught**.

After that second time, Aly and I settled into a kind of rhythm. We would both be in the basement stacks of the library on the same day at the same time a few times a week. Without fail–and often with virtually no words exchanged–Aly would slip out of her seat, fall between my legs, and suck me off.

Some days it was a slow, sensual blowjob. I would recline lazily, spreading my legs while Aly worked that magical tongue up and down my shaft. Other days I felt more dominant and rough. I’d grab her dark brown hair and pump that wet little hole hard against my pelvis. She seemed to particularly enjoy the intensity–if her choked moaning was anything to go by.

I suppose you could say we got too comfortable. We stopped paying much attention to our surroundings. It was always so *dead* in the bottom stacks. She became noiser and I did too, which only made her moans grow louder.

[MF] My Sister Sucks My Cock During Our Camping Trip Part 9 [Incest]

“Bro, I can’t believe you ate your sister out!” Carl said as we walked in the woods to pick up some wood for a fire. We had all left the beach and driven to another part of the woods to set up camp. Janey, Liz, and Josephine were setting up their tents as Carl and I picked up some wood.

“What do you think about that?” I asked him.

Carl laughed. “It was definitely a surprise! Your sister is hot, like really hot! I had no idea that you two were…hooking up.”

“It actually started on this trip,” I said. “Last night, Janey snuck in my tent and gave me a blowjob. She said it was an apology for being such a brat to me all these years.”

“No shit! That is crazy!” Carl said. “I mean she has been a pain in the ass to you for years. You’ve always complained about her to me. Were you weirded out that she wanted to give you a blowjob?”

“No. I figured that she had to be drunk because that seemed like the only possible reason for her wanting to suck me off,” I said. I grabbed some wood from the ground and tucked them under my arm. “But, she was so adamant about doing it and I knew she was serious.”

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRIT SEEKERS: A WEEKEND AT ASMODAL 2/3 [trigger warning][emotional][ptsd][coping][bdsm][haunted][hotel][exhib][alcohol][raw][visceral][orgy][ffm][mf]

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRIT SEEKERS

CASE: A WEEKEND AT ASMODAL INN DAY 2 OF 3

[Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ubdkf3/paranormal_underground_spirit_seekers_a_weekend/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Author’s note: This story is primarily about Joel learning to cope with new realities. PTSD is near to me since I am a combat vet. A lot of the things that Joel experiences are my own… Granted, not in such a sexy environment. No, I am not Joel, I’m Paul… not my real first name.

NARRATIVE:

There’s something about a thunderstorm that reaches into us and touches the deepest, most primal parts of our humanity. The full fury of mother natures wrath on display in all its beauty, at least for most. In his younger days, he would love to sit and watch and listen to natures fury. Now though, he had witnessed, first hand, man’s fury against man after man had learned to harness natures power, giving him no control over either. His heart pounded within his chest and his skin prickled and sweat poured from every gland, every flash of lightning, every crash of thunder, detaching more and more of his reality. His control over his world and over himself slipped away into nothing.

Group Projects are awesome Pt.4.2 (MFF) (teaching a virgin)

I entered the Room again, my hair was wet, I just quickly showered. Water dropplets running down my sixpack.

I saw Moira and Elise, they were passionatly making out. Moira was under Elise, who fingered her.

I watched them, and felt my dick getting hard. Them making out, had something hipnotic to it.

Elise looked over and noticed me, her eyes wandered down, to my dick. She broke the Kisss with Moira. She then rolled on her back, and lifted Moira off of her a bit.

Elise looked at me: „come here, now is my turn.“ While she said that, she guided Moira up, and started kissing down her body.

I grabbed another condom, and walked over to the Bed. Elise already was spreading her Legs, Moira sitting on her face. Moira was moaning, grinding herself on Elises Face.

I knelt between the legs of Elise. The area around it was still wet from her juices. I put my Hands on her knees, and started to let them travel down the indside of her Leg. I felt her legs tremble from the sensation.

I heared Moira´s moans grow louder. Elise seemed to be quite good with her tounge.

You are my canvas

I am the painter, and you – my blank canvas; made from the finest fibers- you’re so smooth in texture and so tightly stretched around my wooden frame. Naturally a masterpiece, you’re fit to bear nothing less than my greatest creation. As I look at you, naked and innocently begging to be touched, I’m losing my mind at the infinite possibilities of what I may to do you, how I may do it, how precious you will feel, and the story that, together we will tell. The world of opportunities you present me with is boundless, and my twisted mind takes my visions for you in all directions.

As your artist, you must know how much I cherish every element of your elegant structure. I need to use you, and in doing so make you my own. For you are the only means in which I can express myself and release the bursting bottle that contains my emotions— I am reaching my boiling point. My body feels warm inside and is buzzing. Excitement. Anger, Lust, Vice, Love, Rage; Chaos. I can only resolve these explosive emotions, through transferring them onto and into you. Only you. Only you can conjure them within me, and only you are fit to receive my gift.

64 [F4M] – Older woman and DPP newbie looking for some fun with athletic men

Hi!

After recently finalising my divorce, I have been looking for new outlets for my sexuality. Here I hope to find a place, in which unrealistic sexual situations can be realised online.

In the roleplay, I will be the wife of the coach of your sports team. Even though you respect and admire the coach for his athletic achievments and seniority, you cannot help but be enticed and enthralled with his beautiful wife, who will soon experience ferocious power of your life as an athlete. Not only will our relationship – after an intense period of getting to know each other and tender flirting – lead to even more intense fingering, fisting and fucking sessions, one or two of the athletes will also fall in love with me. I want there to be a true romance in our roleplay. Love will bloom again!

Her unconventional customer service (FF)

I walk into the lingerie store nervously. It has been a long time since I entered a place like this, but after losing some weight and building my confidence, it’s about time I get myself new underwear. I see the clerk working down the back of the store, and walk up to her.

“Uh…excuse me?” I say quietly to her back. She turns to look at me and I am struck by her beauty. My breath catches in my throat as I take her in, slim but with curves in all the right places, perfect sized breasts, stunning blueeyes and dark hair. Her skin is smooth and looks incredibly soft. ‘Stop checking her out! You don’t even like women, remember?’ I scold myself.

Her face brightens into a beautiful smile that lights up her whole face, and I see her eyes quickly dart up and down my body, a little spark ignighting in them. I ignore the look she is giving me, thinking surely she is just sizing me up as she works in a lingerie store, and knows I don’t look like the other women that come in here.

“How can I help you darl?” She says, her voice friendly.

A very short story [M]. (Male masturbation)(hiking)(precum)(nonfiction)

Sometimes I just get this uncontrollable urge. I was on a hike, recently, and it suddenly hit me. I wandered off trail a ways and found a nice sunny spot near a little trickling stream. I dropped my pack and took off all of my clothes except my wool socks and boots. By the time I got to this spot my mind had been wandering long enough I had leaked a significant amount of pre cum I didn’t even need lube. I stroked my hard cock in that sunny wooded spot until I came hard. It was pure ecstasy spilling my seed naked, in nature. I felt very connected to Earth in that moment. I used the little creek to wash up and cool down before heading back to trail. Just a short while later I passed a couple and politely waved and said hi like nothing had happened 😊

The Test[First Time][CarRide][Hand Job]

Here I was again at another speed dating events and there was the last chime of the bell. And again, I had not had one decent conversation amongst the twenty or so women I met. I was just too into my head, I was so nervous that I could barely complete a sentence, at least a coherent one anyways. I don’t know what it was with me, talking to women in every day life wasn’t an issue, but once there was even a hint of flirting and my brain turned to mush.

At least this event was kind enough to hold it in a restaurant with a pretty nice bar. So I moseyed my way to the bar and decided to drink some of this demoralizing feeling away. All the while muttering a vow never to do one of these again, as was my ritual. I found an empty stool at the far end of the bar and called the bartender over, which happened to be a woman, but of course I had no issue ordering or just making small talk with her. When she left after setting my drink on the bar, I shook my head, thinking why couldn’t I just do that at one of these stupid events.