The Lexcapades – Chap. 1 JJ…The Secretary [f/f] [fiction]

JJ…The Secretary
1/1/2017 14:15pm
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“Happy New Year to Me”

My boss is a bastard of a man. He’s also drop-dead gorgeous beyond reason, but most of the time I’m wishing he would just be that title without the gorgeous attached to it. He knows that his looks and body are a woman’s wet dream and his arrogance knows no bounds. He propositions anything with a humanoid form that he thinks is worthy of tangling with the almighty swerve of his hips. Unfortunately, I seem to make that list of potential, worthy conquests. I have a file of about six months worth of sexual harassment notes for a very easy case, but for some reason I haven’t decided to go to HR or hire a lawyer yet. I can admit that I am attracted to what I see through the glass walls of the office I sit outside of throughout the week. Although, that attraction went to an extent of only when I could watch him on mute. As soon as he’s within earshot he becomes the ugliest person in the world spewing his chauvinistic, slightly racially prejudiced banter.

My Lonely Grandma [M/F]

Yes, we all love our grandmas. Yes we all love spending time with her. They tend to be a nicer, older version of our mom. So was mine too. And due the fact that mom and dad were working full time, grandma had to look after me. And she loved doing it. She loved having someone else around. Because her husband, my grandfather has already passed away. Years ago.

Reason for it, grandma married a wealthy older man. She hooded up with a 60 year old when she was 20. She spent two decades with her husband until he died of a heart attack. While he ate lunch with his wife. It broke my grandmas heart. She really loved her old man. But well, soon after she had me to take care off. And taking care off, was her thing to do. She was practically raising me. While my parents were earning a shitload of cash.

After I was grown up, grandma and I stayed close. We became friends. Told each other everything.

Small Problem with Wanting to Bang my Teacher

Oh, my God. No, not now. I felt my dick get harder as my heart raced and mouth dried. Sweat formed on my hairline, and my breathing got deeper. This can’t be happening now. It felt like a repeat from high school when I did a speech in front of the class and then ran out. The embarrassment stuck with me throughout the years and made me avoid my peers but not the hot teacher. Even then, I wanted to bang my teacher.

The faculty members looked at each other as I continued the presentation. I glanced down and saw that I had an erection. Thinking about it made me lose my train of thought, and the sweat on my hairline slid down my forehead. I licked my lips and wiped the sweat with my sleeve. For some strange reason, I always got an erection when I was nervous during public speaking.

“I, I…Um…I don’t know…Where was I?” I asked.

“Mr Wolnick, would you like to recompose yourself and do this again on Monday?”

“Yes, professor. That would be great,” I said, turning to my side and hanging my hand next to my groin.”

Step Sister Corruption Part 183 – Day 103 Thanksgiving Pt 6 Unsealed (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Well Kel’s tape didn’t last long as it damn near fell off after I gave her the same treatment as I did with Summer by lightly massaging her clit through the tape and activating my *cheat code* through a series of my mouth and tongue movements on her nipples.

Mind you she didn’t squirt it off.

More like her pussy juices just over powered the tapes natural grip on her lower lips and a fat trail of juices just leaked out of the binding onto the floor before the tape just naturally fell with the grool.

Summer’s tape however was still firmly in place….sort of.

Ok it was on the verge of falling off as her juices were leaking out the sides and onto her thighs.

Granted she needed more stimulation for her *seal* to be broken.

With our *test* concluded and finding out that both girl’s natural lubricant had indeed been enhanced we moved onto the next *test* or should I say **torture**.

And I’ll give you one guess who was being tortured.

That’s right. **My** damn ass.

Letting two different guys creampie me [F18][College]

Jenn rolled her yoga pants and thong down, stepped out of them and threw the clothes on top of her stash. With her clothes and drugs carelessly put away, Jenn dropped to her knees and coyly lookup up at the erect, pot-bellied mobster as he strode closer, angling his prick into the blonde’s mouth.

Jenn gripped his cock firmly as she took his head into her mouth and pulled the mass of skin along the shaft forward while she concentrated her suction. Alexi was uncircumcised and the loose skin extended further than Jenn wanted forcing her tongue to push against the progress of her hands, covering his fleshy knob. With the head in her mouth, Jenn put the slightest pressure onto it with her beautiful, white teeth. She could feel Alexi’s heartbeat in his cock as she constricted it more with her tightly gripped fingers.

Then, suddenly, she felt a long drool of semen drip out of her spread pussy lips. Jenn had completely forgotten that she and Candy had been in this very room thirty minutes ago where one of her clients had inseminated her while Candy held his balls. It all seemed impossibly long ago as so much had transpired since.

[M4F] Let me write erotica for you

Hello.

As the title suggests, I’m male looking to write erotica for a female. This is at no monetary cost to you! I’ve been writing erotica for many years and it thrills me to have someone to write about.

What I want from you…

I’m looking for someone that wants to be my inspiration. That means a number of things. I want you to be open with me about your desires and fantasies. I want to hear about you. What makes you tick, what turns you on, what type of sexual being you are. I want to see what you look like. If you’re extremely shy and aren’t interested in sharing much about you, including what you look like this isn’t going to work. Having said that… If you’re shy IRL but happy to be open with me here, you are the ideal candidate!

CUM-SPURTING SAINT OF ANTARES CAUSES INTERGALACTIC ORGASMS

CUM-SPURTING SAINT OF ANTARES CAUSES INTERGALACTIC ORGASMS

[Android Susie](https://drive.google.com/file/d/1H7uZRQTvLYkHGF0t5RhGFmNnjL27YGks/view?usp=sharing)

**Saints of the Gospel of Sacred Jizz often have trouble adapting** to the throngs of vagina-wet groupies and wild adulation which goes with their Holy Job. The Semen-Pope offers little advice to his new saints. The Semen-Pope will often shrug his shoulders and say, “Let the pretty ones suck your cock. Finger a few well-scrubbed vaginas, and let the other girls have fantasies.” Truthfully, Brother Berthold, the Saint of Antares was not at all comfortable with 11-year-old girls pleading with him, with deep affection and tears in their eyes, begging him on their knees, **laying prostate at his feet, begging desperately to suck his cock.** Wherever he went groupies would gather, human females mostly between the ages of 8 to 50. 96% of these females where there, hoping with every fiber of their being to suck Bro. Berthold’s Sacred Member. **As if each of those females would Attain Buddhahood with one blast of hot, Holy Jizz in their mouths.** Their fantasies were complete nonsense.

The Devil Within

There she was again staring straight up at me, tempting me, forcing me to lust. What a she-devil she was, she knew exactly how to get underneath my nerves. I would dress code her, and force her to wear a sweater, yet she would still corner me against the wall dissecting my mind. Forcing me to step away from God and to give in to my unholy desires. She knew it too, I could tell in her eyes, the way she would look up at me, the way she would twinkle her eyes lashes, I couldn’t force her to stop wearing makeup, or to stop looking at me the way she does, or any of it. I was stuck. I was stuck sinning at night and I couldn’t escape it. Well, at least she won’t be passing, even though she aces all her exams she’s lazy, and hasn’t handed in one assignment to date. Tests alone are worth only forty percent of her grade, the other sixty percent are assignments. I just need to get through this last month and I am free of her.

Dear Neighbor (M/F)

Dear neighbor,

Sometimes I wonder: do you think about me in ways I don’t think about you? When you come to mind, for me, it’s “I hope they didn’t use our trash bin again,” or “why do we keep getting their mail” or “Didn’t they move?”

Is it the same for you? Or is it… different? More? I often wonder, dear neighbor, if you watch me in my yard; when I take the dog out and don’t bother to tie my robe all the way closed, or rush to cover the lawn chairs when it starts to rain and I forget a shirt.

Do you think of me, standing in your doorway? Water pooling at my feet, dripping of the long curling locks of dark hair that frame my face, broad chest heaving slightly having run to you for shelter? Of how the dampness might cause the thin grey fabric of my house pants to cling to my skin, letting you steal a glimpse at the outline of my cock when you think I’m not looking?

Do you touch yourself to me?

My Mom, My Sister And Me Pt.2 [M/F/F]

[*Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qv203v/my_mom_my_sister_and_me_mff/) *over here. Just in case.*

The morning after was a usual morning for me. I woke up alone. Mom always gets up earlier. To head to work out of town. After opening my eyes, I went over to the bathroom. Taking a shower, brushing my teeth, getting dressed up for the day. And there it stood. On the counter of the sink, a used, unwashed dildo. Probably a present from mom. She liked to fuck herself in the morning, before she headed out of home. And as a present, a turn on for her own son, she just put the dildo in place for me to find.

And I, had to touch that thing. Had to smell it. And had to lick it. To lick it clean. And jerk off while doing so. Relieving my morning wood. Putting out some pressure. But this time, it tasted different. And it hit me hard. It must have been my sister using the dildo. And not cleaning it, putting it away. Put how? Needless to say I cleaned that thing. And shot out my first load of the day.