Being new in a small town is hard, no matter how self-sufficient you think your partnership might be. Faye had been making every effort she could manage to inject both herself and her partner Alex into the local community, attending events and social gatherings wherever possible. She was pushing herself slightly outside her comfort zone to establish their position in the community, bubbling and flirting her way into conversations with many of the prominent members. As much as he would have liked to keep up to her intensity and drive in this endeavour, Alex found this kind of work exhausting. Observing the two of them as a fly on the wall, you could see the extroverted Faye power up as an evening of socialize wore on, while Alex waned until he collapsed in a corner with a drink, sulking. Faye hardly noticed when Alex left the conversation this time, she was unabashedly flirting with Cody, the head of police, for the third event in a row. She was frankly fairly fucked-off with his moody antics, as she was working her ass off for their social position and didn’t need him being a repeated downer on her progress.
Category: eroticliterature
Deep Penetration
As he worked his hands down my body, his cock followed, dragging itself down the length of the table until it stopped by my hand. I knew it was large from when I had glimpsed its outline earlier, but I could feel how thick it was and that made me excited and nervous. I had toys, even large toys, but I had never been with such a well-endowed man. Occasionally my husband and I use toys to satisfy that particular itch whenever it arises and I had fantasized about maybe having the real thing, but before this moment I had never wanted to pursue it. It existed in a fantasy world, and that is where I had intended for it to stay.
I knew that all I had to do was rotate my hand and my fingers would be on it. Wrapping around it and feeling it throb and pulse between them. I could imagine slipping it out of his pants, and I didn’t think my hand would be able to fully wrap around it. All of these thoughts had me squirming on that table beneath his touch. There was no strength left in my body to keep my legs shut and I lay there with them slightly spread open, my pussy exposed to him and dripping onto the massage table. His hands moved from my thighs, to my upper pelvic area in a little dance. Playful. Painful. Ridiculous.
Trophy Wife to Homeless In Just 24 Hours. [MF][Cheating][MFF]
Stacy meet Brian at the law firm she was clerking for the summer before her sophomore year at college. Brian was a new Junior Partner for the firm and was doing his utmost to make a name for himself. Brian not only worked 60 to 80 hours a week, but he also mentored college kids who wanted to become lawyers. And that summer, Stacy was his mentor. Stacy instantly became infatuated with Brian. He was a smart dresser, had money and was on track to become full senior partner within 5 years. The only downside was that Brian was almost twice her age. In fact, he was only two years younger than her father.
Brian was very attracted to Stacy from the first day they were introduced. She was tall, blonde, had big tits and a very firm ass. Every Partner in the firm was eye fucking Stacy every morning as they walked past her desk. Since Stacy was paired up with Brian, it allowed them to become very close. That, of course, turned into fucking; and fucking turned into a relationship. Although Stacy wasn’t looking to become a trophy wife, that is exactly what happened. By the end of her Senior year, the two were wed. Stacy had to sign an prenup with an iron clad extra marital clause. However, she didn’t care. Stacy wanted for nothing. And Brian, gave his new bride every free minute he had after work each and every day. He was very much in love.
Learn Your Place [fm] [teacher/student]
A/n: Yo. What it be or whatever? So I kinda typed this or something. So read it. Or don’t. You can stare at the title all day. I don’t care. But if you do read this and like what you’ve read, consider getting a story for yourself. I take commissions and literally write anything. I have no limits. Message me if you’re interested.
It makes no sense. It just seems anyone can get a teacher’s degree nowadays. What kind of person is so unprofessional that they quit right at the end of the school year? Especially a senior class? It’s such a shame. Teachers really just don’t give a damn anymore. Now we have this pushover who can’t even have any type of conviction in her voice in fear of getting snapped at. I mean, she’s cute and all, but that’s not getting her anywhere. This is so stupid. But whatever. Just one more week of this garbage and she can be a problem for these juniors next year.
Speak of the devil, here she is. Ten minutes late. Oh, that’s not gonna be well received.
“Hello, class,” she starts in her soft voice, “Sorry I’m late, I w-”
Is sharing always considered “NTR” or whatever?
I’m currently building a fairly big but vanilla story with emphasis on love and trust between a group of people. (2 families)
However, I want to include several male characters, and I wonder if sharing the main love interest with them is going to fuck up the story in your opinion?
It’s essentialy only best friends who get to do stuff with the main girl, and there is no jealousy or anything attached to it.
Basically, wholesome gangbangs. Is it possible or nah?
Ellie Confidential Chapter 1 [FM] [Noir] [Detective] [Public]
A few years on the job made anyone a cynic, insensitive to the horrors people were willing to inflict upon others. A few more years and each case had been there before. Maybe slightly different details, but the same nonetheless. They lacked the shock factor to keep working days and nights, sleep in squad cars and cut off another of Medusa’s heads when it was obvious two new ones would grow right away.
Most couldn’t handle it, turning to alcohol and drugs in a worthless attempt of numbing the pain and filling the void once no pain was left.
The chosen few who stuck around and stayed disciplined found their own ways to spice up the routine. Some bent the rules as much as possible, riding so close to the edge that only another solved case prevented the Captain from firing them. Others took upside jobs as corrupted cops, and for others the work on the force became the side job.
Open Mic Night – Ch. 01 MF – with another F looking on. Budding comedian gets opportunity to impress.
The crowd was howling with laughter. I stood there, mic in one hand, beer bottle in the other and examined them. I had the biggest of grins on my face. I couldn’t see much with the lights in my eyes and the audience in darkness but their laughter, bending double and slamming tables told me all I needed to know. I had used up all my good material so I decided I would just duck out. Always leave them wanting more, you know?
“My name is David Andies and you guys have been a wonderful fucking audience!” I shouted into the mic as I reset it in the stand. I stepped off stage and the crowd burst in to applause and whistling.
Mandy, the MC, was standing just off stage. She looked at me, her mouth wide open.
“Honestly dude, I did not expect you to be so fucking funny!” she said. She was just staring at me, not blinking.
I hadn’t been to many open mic nights but none of them had gone like this. I could feel the adrenaline just fucking pumping through me. My heart felt like it was going to burst through my chest. I needed a piss, badly.
An evening of temptation. [F/M] PT2
Steph quickly rolled off me and we both whipped the covers over us! As hard as my cock had been just moments ago it was now as flaccid as a deflated balloon!
The door opened and slowly a head peered around the door. It was Steph’s sister Vicky; she looked annoyed. “Steph what the fuck are you 2 doing, you’ll wake mum and dad?!”
Steph and I looked at each other, blushed and told Vicky to get out! It was no good, she knew what we had been doing, the flushed red cheeks gave it away.
“Alright, alright” Vicky said. “But ffs keep it down!” Vicky left and closed the door behind her. We both burst out laughing, more so in relief it was not Steph’s parents than anything else!
We decided it best to keep under the covers before we continued, quickly ripping off each others remaining clothes. I reached over Steph to drop her clothes on the floor, she slapped my bare arse full force. Shit that stung!!
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 170-172) [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.
## 170: Begging Fox Girl (18++)
Beatrice couldn’t tell how long her orgasm lasted, how long she kept pumping the fox girl full of cum, though it felt like an eternity. Only after Beatrice withdrew from Rafaelia’s throat and cunt and shot a few more loads across the beastkin’s face and tits did Beatrice vaguely recall that she, at some point, enhanced her Semen Skill, greatly increasing the volume that she let out with each climax. And even if that volume grew smaller with each consecutive orgasm, it still was far greater than any single man could ever hope to unleash into a sexy nymph’s tight pussy.
And as Beatrice stood above Rafaelia who was now barely lucid and breathing hard, trying to recover from such merciless spit roasting, she watched an endless stream of semen leak out of Rafaelia’s overfilled pussy.
Tied up and tormented with hot wax, and multiple [3] orgasms [M31] [F29] [bdsm] [orgasm torture]
I pulled the restraint to check that it was firm. She was laying in my bed, arms and legs spread apart, completely naked. My God she’s beautiful. She’s a sweet girl with a strong but soft heart, and an incredibly dirty mind that I’ve had the honor of helping her discover.
Soft Velcro cuffs were restraining her wrists and ankles just tight enough to allow some room for her to squirm. And seeing her body squirm and writhe under my touch is one of my favorite sights.
Once they were secure I walked over to my dresser where I had three candles burning. She watched me in anticipation as I walked over to them. By now I had introduced her to the fun of wax play, which she told me she absolutely loved. But as usual I hadn’t explained to her what I had in mind for the night. I dipped two of my fingers into the pool of liquid wax accumulating in the tall, slim, red candle. While I’m extremely conscientious about how much pain and discomfort my partners feel, when it comes to my own well being I can be quite the masochist.