Author’s note: I wrote this story in 2008, during the presidential campaign between the late John MCain and President Barck Obama. And we thought those were heady days! :-)
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Category: eroticliterature
The Virgin Priest Pt. 10 [MM]
“What brought you to Luke in the first place?” Samael asked. Lily looked at him, confused.
“Uncle Beelzebub,” she said, “He told me you wanted me to go after him.”
Samael laughed, “Beelzebub sent you after the priest? How interesting. No, Shynra, I did not give you any such assignment.”
Lily shrugged, “I always got my assignments from him. I did notice that he was sending me to a lot of virgins, but I didn’t think he was sending me in search of Luke specifically.”
“I think you’re wrong,” Samael said, “Our favorite Prince of Gluttony has always been in favor of my reign. He obviously knew something about your priest that we didn’t. He sent you after him with a purpose, I’m sure of that.”
Lily thought about that. Beelzebub was the most ‘innocent’ of her father’s brothers, the fourth in line to the throne. He didn’t have any aspirations for it, however. He seemed perfectly content living his life the way he was, in the amount of excess you would expect for a demon famed for his lavishness. She wasn’t sure it was exactly right to call a demon prince innocent, but out of all her father’s brothers, he fit that bill. She always got her assignments from him.
Spa Surprise (MF, Oral)
My wife and I were taking in some of the clothing optional resorts in Colorado. One on the western slope is nestled in the middle of the beautiful Rocky Mountains. We were only going to stay for the day, but some of the activities encouraged us to spend the night.
Mid-afternoon my wife and I were sunning on the grass. We laid out some towels and plopped down on our stomachs to let the sun warm our back sides. After a few minutes, I noticed a couple engaged in a little play. The other woman was a small oriental woman laying on her stomach with her feet toward us. Her partner was fairly tall European descent. He started with rubbing sun lotion on her back, butt, and legs. As he worked the lotion in, she spread her legs slightly giving us a beautiful view of her wet pussy. The man occasionally looked our way (and at the others sunning) to make sure he wasn’t getting caught–explicit behavior can get you kicked out of many clothing optional resorts.
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*this is a rough copy,, it hasn’t been edited yet *
The Career Part 1: Selection Day [Fiction] [Dystopia]
A bit of context before you begin to read this. This story takes place in a dystopian future United States called Nevia. You will begin to learn more about Nevia as you read through the stories. Anyway, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted. I haven’t had the same motivation that I did for writing. I’m hoping that this story will help me get back into it. Warning: This story does not have any NSFW content, but is rather a lead up to the eventual future parts.
“Andy!! Are you almost ready?! It’s career selection day!”
Career selection day is a big deal in Nevia. On the 25th of January the year after one’s 18th birthday, they must go to a huge event in which the government assigns every 18-year-old a career that they must be in for the rest of their life. I turned 18 last June, and this was my day to be assigned a career.
“I’ll be down in a minute, mom!” The clock ticked in the background as I rushed to put on a casual outfit: jeans and a simple graphic t-shirt. As I rushed downstairs, I saw my mom waiting for me, staring deep into my soul.
Keeping it in the family
We had known each other for about fourteen years.
I was married to his wife’s brother.
Both of our marriages were miserable.
We had some casual conversations over the years but, nothing more than that.
One hot August night my husband asked me to phone him.
They were going to be doing some kind of work together the next day and he wanted me to confirm the time.
As always, I followed the directives of my husband.
I dialed John’s number and we both acknowledged the meeting time.
A few moments later, I received a text from John.
I’m sorry “ he said.
“ How are you doing “?
that simple ,short text message began a hot and wild ride.
We started texting and talking on the phone as frequent as we could without being discovered.
Finally he asked me if I could get away for a little while.
I came up with some excuse to go out and grabbed my keys.
My husband just nodded and mumbled “ ok” eyes still fixed on the television.
I rushed to my car and drove towards my destination.
I was so nervous, so excited!
I felt like a teenager again.
Sister’s Mister [Dub-Con] [Incest]
She was his big sister. Always has been, the law of nature you see. That’s why she always thought of him as inferior, worse than her in everything. Younger in age, dumber in studies, younger in looks obviously, duh. Worse than her in sports. Even in height and of course in maturity. This led her to automatically assume that he was poor in every department and all he was, was a pain in the ass.
At this moment of life, she was in college. She was proud that she had timed everything in her life so perfectly. She picked up the cigarettes at the right age for example. She took the right subjects at the right time, made the right friends, made out with a guy at the perfect moment, and then the pandemic came and fucked everything up.
She was in her final year and still a virgin. She still lives with her parents and sits in her room while her brother has turned 18 and is horny all the time. Many times, she can hear sounds of aggressive porn coming from his room. She had tried to catch him in the act so that she could finally tell on him, but the bastard never got caught.
The Bookstore…[M/F]
So we went to the book store. You had a book in mind we could read together. While we were walking around because you just love to browse the aisles, and would pickup a book and read the synopsis. I playfully would kiss your neck, as you started to get into a book. You would let me suck on it for just a second, only to playfully tell me to stop. Ever since I met you, I have been madly in love with you. I would come up from behind you and put my head on your shoulder and whisper, what is this one about. Then I would listen to you, tell you how it sounds interesting, but not as interesting as your ass in front of me, as I put them down your jeans…
[MM] My best friend is a femboy? Part 2
Welcome to the second part of my first story, thank you to the people who liked my last post. Well be picking up right where we left off, my best friend had just asked me to be his boyfriend and I said yes…
“Of course.” Those words spilled out of my mouth before I had the chance to think…
“Thank you.” His words came with a flood of tears. He had never felt this way about anyone before. Not to mention the physical attraction Sam has to his best friend. He was tall and strong and his smell was intoxicating. Sam felt safe in his arms as he always did, even when they were kids Gabriel was a safe space for Sam.
I ran my fingers through his soft blonde hair. It was long and a little messy, almost a pixie cut. His eyes were beautiful and blue. He was short and naturally cute. Before now I hadn’t noticed these features, I didn’t recognize him as this.
Sam sniffs and backs up with a smile. His big blue eyes shining with confidence. “You like my outfit?”
The Babysitter, pt 1 [M/F][Age Gap][Breeding Kink][Creampie]
The date ended sooner than expected, leaving me with a bad taste for the online scene. My “match” was just as pretty and friendly as she’d led me to believe, but was part of a married couple looking for their plus 1, not something I’m interested in. Especially as I’m just getting back into the dating process after finally convincing myself it’s what my late wife would have wanted.
I return home with a confusing mix of disappointment and relief, prepared to work out the pent up frustrations by myself after checking on my kids and dismissing the babysitter, Andrea. Both kids are in bed, sleeping soundly as they usually are when I get back from whatever distracting adventure I may be on, Andrea greeting me from the living room with a start. She hadn’t expected me back so soon, probably thought someone was breaking in. Poor thing. Not that she’d be completely defenseless in that situation, I reckon she could take down most intruders.