collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
An alien sex fiend comes to visit in this story by [Marie A. Rebelle](https://marierebelle.medium.com/)
>Something cold curls around my thighs and pulls me down until I’m on my knees on the bath mat. The towel isn’t big enough to cover my cunt — naked and open.
[https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/the-mist-89482b8e56ed](https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/the-mist-89482b8e56ed)
Sharp bronze rays of sunlight reflected off the tall glass and steel city buildings down into an empty parking lot in front of a Costco, placed between them like a pimple among tense hairs on a woman’s arm. Her concrete skin was awash with veins of cracks and fillings and tattooed with yellow parking designations. Confident pigeons walked about her body in search of crumbs, unphased by the footsteps of vacuous customers on their way back to their cars. The December air was thin. Neon signs waited to clock in for their shift as the sun packed its bags to leave for the night. Puddles of melted snow littered the asphalt lot like blemishes. It had been a warm winter.
Rob stood out back at the loading docks passing the time. Men in bright orange and green vests passed by one final time before they too were done for the day, only to return then next morning and do it all over again. Their small talk and chatter kept this dead world lively, Rob thought. He took a sip of the hot coffee in his hand and burned his lip. He lifted his wrist to check the time and his watch stared back at him, telling him he had twenty-eight more minutes to kill. He began making mental notes about what he needed to do once he got home. It was almost the end of the semester and finals were steadily approaching, and brought with them nothing but stress and anxiety.
**I choose to not use vulgar language or bring in alcohol into my stories. I want the stories to be straight forward in nature.**
Her house was empty. Her friends in the pool. She called me into her bedroom dropping the towel she had wrapped around her body. She wore a small black lingerie outfit that didn’t really fit her. Her small breast nearly falling out of the outfit yet clung to her thighs. I was completely and utterly shocked at this. She softly kissed my lips.
I was completely nervous. She knew I was still a virgin and now she was ready to have me. She Removed my shirt and then my pants. Standing fully erect, she laid on the bed, telling me to get on top of her. “Spit on your hand and slowly stroke yourself before sliding inside me.” Her sweet innocent words only made me follow orders without question.
Once I was inside her, her hands wrapping around the back of my head and pulling me to her lips. “Fuck me baby.” The slow long strokes were awkward but so fun. My tongue sliding in her mouth. I couldn’t hold my cum for to much longer… I pulled back and accidentally slid out. Spraying her legs and lower belly. She happily smiled at how much I had covered her body. “Lets go swimming.”
Kala spun, twirling her dress playfully. It was pale red and woven through with delicate desert flowers, as was the tradition in Camor. She turned to her mother, who was beaming a proud smile at the young woman.
“I still can’t believe you’re getting married.” The older woman said, dabbing at her tearful eyes with a handkerchief.
“Believe it or not mother, you need to hurry or we’ll miss it!” Kala said, jokingly shooing her mother away. Before she had a chance to turn, Kala reached out and planted a kiss on her wrinkled forehead. They shared a silent smile and then her mother was off.
Camorian weddings were simple affairs compared to the lavish parties held in other countries, but there was still a great degree of ceremony to them. Kala’s heart fluttered as she opened the door, stepping out into her garden. She was careful not to drag her dress across the sand as she approached a large cactus plant, blooming with bright purple flowers.
Check part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!
**Guests**
Sydney’s own outfit was stripped down to her tight g-string, pasty covered nipples, and those super cute knee high boots she had found. Each of the guys flanking her had another piece of her outfit in one hand and their own shirts in the other, all of them seemingly in the midst of a frenzy to fuck when they stormed in.
After a moment of awkward looks from all sides, Sydney dove down on top of me screaming and hugging me, “Elle where have you beeeeen??!!” We laughed and I introduced Misty while the two boys waved and introduced themselves. Eric was the taller of the two, lean with longer hair, Alex was shorter and more solidly built, with thick hair on his chest and face. Both were down to their shorts and sandals, both looking timid all of a sudden and like they wanted to put their shirts back on.
For parts [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) and [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfmjl/festival_weekend_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!
Misty
I don’t know how long I stayed there, tears running down my face as the breeze picked up. The bass rumbled behind me, muted and forgotten in my shock and embarrassment. I thought he knew! How could I have been so stupid?! I smoked a cigarette, letting it mix with the lingering effects of my roll, calming me down a bit. Suddenly I felt someone coming up behind me, “hey, are you doing alright back here?”
I stamped my cigarette out and wiped my eyes, “sorry,” I croaked out before heightening my voice again, “I just came back here to chill for a bit, I’ll leave.” I folded my arms, keeping my head down as I began to walk back towards the front of the stage.
“No wait, I’m not security or anything,” she laughed. It was such a warm sound, and I stopped and felt the tightness in my body loosen a bit. “Didn’t I see you dancing earlier, in the front row? You and that guy were really gettin’ it girl!” She laughed again, and this time I smiled and covered my face, groaning and giggling sheepishly.
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Check out part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/cdstoriesgonewild/comments/rgfe5o/festival_weekend_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)!
**Misunderstanding**
He’d been dancing behind me for at least a half an hour. Occasionally I’d twirl around, and had caught his eye a few times. He was very cute, a little taller than me, light stubble on his face, and toned shoulders stretching his vibrant Hawaiian shirt. At first we were just having fun, pressed into the front row as the DJ guided us along. But as my breath began to catch and my heart began to race, my movements became more and more suggestive, and our little dance floor got smaller and smaller.
Now I could feel it, so unmistakable, a hard cock through tight pants, moving along with the gyrations of my ass. Not invasive, but persistent, his pelvis began to press around my rear, and soon I felt a hand resting on my hip, now seeming to hold on to me as my movements intensified. I arched my back, pressing into his crotch, his cock now comfortable between my cheeks. I could tell how thick it was, and how much he wanted to keep it right where it lay. As the mood of the music began to soften, I let my torso lean back into him. With our arms raised, our bodies latched together like coiled serpents, and I let out a deep sigh at the connection. We began to dance dreamily, my mind beginning to race and churn.
**Intro**
My stomach had been fluttering for months now. A girlfriend of mine, Sydney, had told me about this music festival that was very exclusive, not in the snobby kind of way, but you had to know someone involved in order to learn anything about it. It took place out in the woods in the foothills of a large mountain peak that loomed over the whole campground. The scenery was amazing, especially as the sun began to set behind the mountain, casting a shadow over the entire festival. The music was a mixture of electronic DJs on the main stage, lit by one of the most amazing light shows I had seen for such a small stage. Another, small tent was tucked away in the woods, where guests had to remove their shoes at the door and could lounge on pillows spread throughout the area while the DJs played much more relaxed and mellow vibes.