Seven Days of Pleasure, Chapter 17 [teen, m/f, M/f, m mast]

Back again with the next chapter. Links to previous chapters are in the comments, if you're interested.

This story is purely fiction.


Chapter 17

Day 7 (Port Day), afternoon (teen, m/f, M/f, m mast)

"Shhh! Someone will hear us!" Adam shushed Rachel as they hid in the closet.

"Sorry, I can't help it, I've been horny all day and you're making me moan with that huge cock of yours," Rachel repled, reaching down and giving Adam's naked hard-on a squeeze. "I just can't get enough of this thing."

They were currently naked in a housekeeping closet. Earlier, they had bumped into each other at the pool that afternoon, and as usual, teenage hormones took over…


The two teens were lounging in the pool in a private little corner. Under the water, things had gotten a little heated, mainly because Rachel had slipped her hand into Adam's swim trunks and currently had wrapped it around his hard cock. In return, Adam's hands were conveniently located on Rachel's tits, where he was playing with her nipples, which he knew drove her wild. Her face was flushed with lust, when…

"ADAM!" his mother all but shouted. "Can you hear me?"

Laundry Day [M/F] A surprise visit (PART #2)

Continued from Part #1, this is the rough draft for the second piece.

I think if I tried to wait until I was satisifed with a story I'd likely never post anything, so I'll post these rough for now with the intention of cleaning them up at a later date. This is as much as I had outlined from the get-go, so I'll have to get back to working on the conclusion. I do have some ideas.

I hope you folks appreciate my writing. Comments and critique are welcome and encouraged. Let me know what you think.

I wonder… how long does it take other folks to write stuff like this? Only a few paragraphs here, incomplete and rough as hell and I still have a few hours into it. Makes me wonder how folks get good enough to write a whole novel, and even though I don't have one, I have a new found appreciation for editors.

Enough of my blather…

Laundry Day [M/F] A surprise visit

I've always had this silly idea in the back of my head, that maybe I should be writing more than just forum posts and rants on facebook, that maybe I might have more to say, or share, than I've been allowing myself.

So, within that vein of thought, I sat down, and through a mix of two things that really did happen to me, along with some embellishment and other imaginings, I put the following partial story together.

I have no idea what to expect from this, good bad or indifferent, but If you take the time to read it, please share your thoughts / critique. Writing like this is experimental for me and I'm going even further on the limb by making it erotic… and know that I know, that this is rather rough. I've gone over it a few times, and I think I could continue to edit, just this tiny piece for ages.

Point is, I know I'm a newb, and have a long way to go before I might be 'good'. So be honest, but also respectful please. Advice, points, a direction… all welcome.

An intro to my story, tell me what you think. [MMF, bimbofication]

Tress was still skeptical at why her boss would send a 6 month intern on a 2 week business trip to England, let alone the fact that he paid for all accommodations and expenses, as if her leisure was a financial asset to the company. She put her bags down in the closet and looked around her new room. It was on the top floor of the company's hotel, with a beautiful view of the city beyond the decorated courtyard and office buildings surrounding the glass-dome entrance in the center of the complex, where she still saw men walk and and out periodically. The room reminded her of the centerpieces in furniture catalogs, all pristinely cleaned and organized like it was meant for viewing, not using. Despite its uncanny cleanliness, Tress felt almost unusually comfortable in the room, like it was inviting her and her alone in to rest and relax. She noticed an LCD panel on the wall near the door which seemed to control temperature and lighting. Feeling a light draft from the open window across the lofty room, she pressed the "+" mark until she felt comfortable, and made her way to the mahogany desk set up adjacent to the bed.

[MF, MILF] My friends hot mom Pt.2

She puts her hands on my shoulders and slowly crawls up to where she's straddling me. She leans in and I kiss her. Her lips are so soft, just like I would imagine that they'd be. She returns the kiss, but more enthusiastically than I could have every imagined. She's good with her tongue, and the lip-biting that she's doing is really turning me on. When she pulls back from a kiss she tugs at my lips some. Not enough to hurt, but enough to be noticeable and an indicator that she wants me. She goes down to my neck, kissing and working on giving me a hickey or two. Wow…it feels so good. Incredibly good. The whole time that she's doing this, she's working her way closer and closer to me. She's already in my lap, but she works her way up to where we're chest to chest. I fall backwards (with a little help from her), and things seem to be getting hot and heavy quick for her. I'm usually the kind to take my time and tease, but there's no time for that it seems. She lifts my shirt and keeps kissing on me, working her way down to my pants. She undoes my belt and unbuttons my pants. Wow, straight to it, huh? The recent shortage of blood to my brain has me still just laying there like a deer in headlights. She's unzipping my pants and pulling them down now. I can feel the warmth of my cock against my leg, ready to do whatever she wants to do. She pulls my boxers down and her face lights up at the site of my happy little soldier gladly standing at attention. "Oooh, gimme gimme…" she says in almost a whisper as she wastes no time in wrapping her lips around the head of my cock and starts sucking.

A Mild intro, but does it set a good tone? [Str8] [Mdom]

Feel free to leave any thoughts you have, but I want critique. Did it turn anyone on? Is it well written? Does it have a good tone? I will continue it if there's enough interest…

I am so fucking frustrated. It's quickly approaching the one year mark since my last sexual foray. I've heard of worse, but a hardship is a hardship none the less. Why so long? It is definitely unusual for me, having had a steady stream of relationships since turning 18. I'd have to blame it on the change of scenery. Now that I have a job and I'm not going to school, I can't effortlessly surround myself in young, available women. Data shows that was apparently my only strategy, since I've seemingly been dropped into this sexual wasteland.

So what now? I wish I knew. What I do know is that I am brimming with sexual energy. I think about sex constantly, and find myself getting aroused in places that I probably shouldn't be. The girls I see around me instantly become a part of my fantasies, doing things for me that my ex-girlfriends weren't kinky enough to even imagine trying.

A MILF, a Teacher, and a School [mFF, Str8, anal, exh, oral]

As an 18 year old guy, I usually have a hard time concealing boners wherever I go, but the day of my first swim meet of senior year was especially tough. It happened to take place a little over a week after my orgy with my best friend, his mom, my English teacher, and the two MILFs that I have been fucking for quite some time. I hadn’t had the chance to fuck any of those incredibly attractive older women in the days since, so I had nearly a perpetual boner, which was only soothed for brief periods of time after my frequent masturbation sessions. Unfortunately, I couldn’t just slip away in the middle of school to stroke my dick. I’d have to until I got home after the swim meet to get off. Or so I thought. As I was walking out of English class that day, Mrs. Robinson stopped me and brightened up my day.

Seeking readers

Hi there, I am looking for some good betas who would be interested in helping me by reading my work, and provide constructive criticism. I need someone who is positive in the way they phrase their critique. Looking for character thoughts, how believable it seems, feelings expressed, grammar, etc… I appreciate anyone willing to addition to helping me to perfect my erotica. I used open office to write, but also saved in doc. format. Please message me if interested.

Plot Callie has never had a boyfriend or even been kissed. She often feels like a third wheel with her friends due to her shyness, especially around boys. That is until she meets an older man with whom she takes an immediate interest in. As she begins to explore her sexuality, life doesn't seem so bad after all. (All characters are 18 or older)

Alyssa and the Professor [MF] [oral] [sexual dominance]

Hawthorne Academy is a school for temptresses. They are enrolled, or seek it out so that they may master their already impressive skills. This story was acted out in a chat room by Alyssa and Professor Parker… but both were enjoying themselves too much to consider saving any. But a good story is always worth retelling.

If you are interested in learning more or joinino the group Of redditors whonare playing these out pm me

*Alyssa, a student a Hawthone, is a shy petite redhead with piercing green eyes. Her petite frame is highlighted by her perky breasts, round little ass and shock of red hair. She is a shy girl until aroused. Then she becomes insatiable. Her quietness hides her ample skills at bringing anyone, man or woman, to their knees. *

Professor Parker is the Professor of Oral instruction. He stands at 6'2 with short, meticulously kept brown hair, flecked with grey around his temples. His grey bleu eyes are only a shade different than his tailored suit which perfectly fits his thin, athletic frame. He is a stickler for precision, takes his work hands on, and delights in offering one-on-one instruction

Puddles Adventures: Chapter 5 – Picture Perfect [MF]

Puddles Adventures: Chapter 5 – Picture Perfect

The sun was just starting to make its presence felt in the sky as Puddles opened the front entrance door at her apartment block and made her way to the train station. Whilst enjoying herself in the shower earlier that morning she heard the radio presenter saying today was going to be a scorching day. With the weather in mind Puddles dressed for work in a crop top that allowed her playboy piercing in her belly button to be visible to anyone who cared to examine her figure in greater detail. To match the top half she wore some hipster jeans and leather boots. As Puddles reached the station, people were starting to queue for the train, keen to get a decent seat she pushed her way past some of the people, a task that was easy with the men as she just let her tits rub across their bodies and they were only too happy to let her through. What's a few cheap thrills if I get what I want, Puddles thought to herself.