An evening of temptation: While she sleeps. [F/M] PT3

After all the fun of the evening, it was no good I just could not sleep so I got up to pop to the loo leaving Steph fast asleep.

The hallway was dark for a slither of light coming from a room further down the hallway. Handy I thought as it lit my way to the toilet. I quietly walked towards the toilet knowing that Steph’s parents room is at the end and I had no intention of waking them!

As I approached the door that was slightly ajar I could hear Steph’s sister Vicky. I wondered what on earth she was doing up this late, so I softly tapped on the door, it opened a little; no reply. I tapped again, still no reply as the door opened slightly more.

So I popped my head around the door to see Vicky sitting in this very cool gaming chair, headphones on and soft LED pink lights around her gaming rig.

She was wearing a short pleated skirt in soft pink tones, a white short-sleeved top and white stockings. I could not take my eyes off of her legs, Vicky had wonderfully long legs and I have a huge thing for white stockings.

Getting caught in the act [cheating] [footfetish]

Adam stood in the dark hallway leading to his marital bedroom and watched his friend Eden’s tongue slide between his wife’s toes ravenously. He clenched his fists and jaw, the sight of his wife laying on their bed with her legs in the air while allowing another man to stand at the foot of the bed and worship her feet infuriating him. He tried to take a step forward but felt himself stuck in place, only to realise his rage was rapidly being converted into something else as the sight of his wife in such a position sent blood flooding into his cock and felt it tense aggressively against the fabric of his pants.

“Fuck, your feet taste so good!” Eden stated through laboured breath.

“I’m glad you think so, but don’t talk so loud…your wife and my husband are just outside.” Adam heard his wife whisper, her response making him shake with anger and arousal simultaneously as he couldn’t believe that what he was seeing was actually happening and not just some porn video on his computer or a fantasy in his head.

“Sorry! I’m just a little too excited, your feet are really sexy!” Eden whispered his reply.

What do you want? (F thoughts)

Tell me what you want daddy.

You know I don’t judge, I only listen and obey you…

You want me to go down on you, while you rest your head back and enjoy the sensations?

You want me on all fours? My ass up, ready for your use? To enjoy my warmth and wetness? Or my ass? Or both? You can have both daddy, you know that.

You want to go slow? Or ravage me?

Mark me with your bite marks, slaps and cum.

I know what I want…

I want you…

In any way I can…

So come and take me…

Please…

The Sexorcist Part II: A sticky situation [MF] [BDSM]

I am an exorcist who uses unconventional means to get demons out of women. I get the demons to show their true forms, then make love to them, banishing them with my blessed cum. The Vatican knows who to send when there’s a possession that drains the sexual energy form mortals. They send The Sexorcist. They send me.

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Today’s call was a house call. A young man’s wife had brought a few friends over for dinner about five days ago, and at some point during the night they had disappeared off to the bedroom. When the young man had opened the door with a heavy heart, expecting to find his wife being spitroasted by his two friends, he had instead seen a hellish sight he refuses to describe. So, he naturally called for a priest. Given the demon’s penchant for luring in young men, I took this one, after giving the demon a few days to get desperate with hunger. I walked up the snowy steps, and rapped on the door. The man opened it a crack, looking me over nervously.

“You’re… the priest?” I took out my cross, touched it to my forehead, then tucked it back into my shirt. He nodded slowly, and let me in.

My friend’s daughter turned 18 [M/F]

I was scrolling through Instagram late Monday night, liking occasional posts, watching a few videos and preparing to go to sleep. That’s when I saw Vinny’s post. He was wishing his daughter Jennifer, a happy 18th birthday. I liked the post but ignored the essay he had written, presumably saying how proud he is of her and all she has accomplished. I would have thought nothing of it until I accidentally tapped the image again, revealing Jennifer’s account.

*Don’t do it, just ignore it, don’t be a creep!* My dick won over my brain and I tapped again to her account. My eyes must have doubled in size and my dick certainly tripled at least. I tapped the most recent image. I gawked and stared at an image of a laughing 18-year old Jennifer standing on the beach with one hand in the air and the other on her hips, her right leg bent halfway. Her dirty blond hair shined like the crystal clear blue water behind her, but it was the C cup tits nearly popping out of her pale pink bikini top that my eyes couldn’t resist.

Become familiar with Your Place

A/n: Yo. What it be or whatever? So I somewhat composed this or something to that effect. So read it. Or then again don’t. You can gaze at the title day in and day out. I couldn’t care less. Yet, assuming you truly do understand this and like what you’ve perused, consider getting a story for yourself. I take commissions and in a real sense compose anything. I have no restrictions. Message me assuming that you’re intrigued.

It has neither rhyme nor reason. It simply appears anybody can get an educator’s certificate these days. What sort of individual is amateurish that they quit right toward the finish of the school year? Particularly a senior class? It’s such a disgrace. Instructors truly don’t care a whole lot any longer. Presently we have this weakling who can’t have any kind of conviction in her voice in apprehension about getting spoken harshly to. At the end of the day, she’s adorable and all, yet that is not getting her anyplace. This is so moronic. Be that as it may, whatever. Only another seven day stretch of this trash and she can be an issue for these youngsters one year from now.

Choose your own adventure erotic journey – extremely sexual (m/f)

Hey all,

This is my first post. It is a choose your own adventure where you choose between three different women. It’s park adventure, action, fantasy, comedy, but all housed in erotica with the goal of sex with a woman. Because of the choose your own adventure format, I had to host it on [itch](https://itch.io) which is a video game platform. I’m very open to feedback, like i said, this is my first attempt at erotic fiction.

Here it is: https://nocturnaltransmission.itch.io/fantasy

A Father’s Struggle 09 – Lie (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

I drove around our fair city trying to figure *what* enhancement I could do to the house that sounded believable **and** would explain why I needed the girl’s out of the house.

I kind of went through all the *enhancements* in my head that I had done to the house that seemed plausible that needed an upgrade.

The water heater?

Na I had that upgraded three years ago and even installed a big ass water tank with a filtration system because the water system in our state is so hard that when you shower in it it’ll knock you out….I know it’s a joke but it is that hard. So when it rains, or like now, the weather is changing and will be snowing shortly my house will keep warm to where it will change from snow to water and trickle down into my big ass quad 150,000 gallon tank system that’s underground so it doesn’t freeze.

Yeah that took four months to dig and install before the weather changed and we only had a three month window after the ground thawed to actually dig up the soil just so the tanks could be added.

Daisy Dukes and a Red Bikini Top [MF]

>I jump in my shiny new red Mercedes convertible — the boys have to pay to play, so I get a new one every year — and head down to the local muscle beach. The car purrs as I head to the best beach, where the boys are hot, only semi-gay, and there are lots of semi-private spots to fly your freak flag.

[https://redemptionmagazine.com/daisy-dukes-and-a-red-bikini-top-3580b7357318](https://redemptionmagazine.com/daisy-dukes-and-a-red-bikini-top-3580b7357318)

Rogues New Beginnings: Prologue

Name: Aria Voiceless

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Weight: 44 kg

Height: 152 cm

Crimes committed: Arson, degradation of a noble, decapitation of a noble, exposing herself in public, identity theft, rape, …

Aria sighed reading the list.

Despite trying to stay calm, her eyes were filled with panic. Even the slightest touch would be enough to give the poor girl a heart attack.

“Half of those are bullshit!”

She protested, slamming her hand against the paper. She was a petite girl who seemed to have no strength, but despite that, a loud thud echoed through the room. She was no little girl but a skilled rogue.

Across her was sitting a handsome man whose face looked somewhat concerned. He was wearing a simple dark cloak and a white shirt underneath. His shoulders were broad and despite not being able to see it, his build surely was muscular. All that and his shortly trimmed beard with shoulder-length, blond hair made for a pleasant sight.

His name was Lucas.

“That’s what you get for messing with nobles… Do you know what it all means?”

This time he was the one sighing.