Welcome back, Chell – Part 2 (Portal 2 sequel, spoilers)

[Link to the much tamer Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6xq9cu/welcome_back_chell_part_1_portal_2_spoilers/)
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Chell walked into the 2nd test chamber with a bit more hesitation. Her legs still shaking from her ordeal in the first, she had a hard time holding herself up, almost as if gravity was still set too high.

“We are not going to waste time with this one, Chell. We’re doing portal testing. But this test is more about how much of a dirty whore you are. Is that the right use of the term? I’ve never spoken those words before. But look at you. I’m sure it’s fitting.”

“The last test gave me a lot of footage of your ecstasy. But I didn’t get to see you in action. You are going to pleasure yourself this time. And I am going to do a little more than just watch.”

What looked like half a bed lay in a small walled space not much bigger than the half-mattress itself. A pillow lay on one end, with a block on the floor on each side of where one’s head was supposed to rest.

Nightly conference calls [MF]

This story happened somewhat of a year ago – it is a little bit longer (roughly three pages – the fun starts at the hashtags). I’m not a native English speaker, so I am happy about any comments.

Back then, I was a senior associate in a management consulting company. The kind of company, where everything was just second to none. The people, the offices, the hotels, the travel, the invoices sent to clients etc. I don’t try to brag, I just want to give you the feeling what it was back then. The company advised mostly in the sphere of mergers and acquisition (so if you read American Psycho, you get a hint of the typical character of my colleagues). We worked long hours, mostly leaving the office past midnight and start again the next day around eight. Most of my peers were around 25, some younger, some older, I was 25 back then. We all had an excellent education, expensive clothes and were mainly driven by our career and the money we earned.

Even Wolves Get Hunted – Part 1 (MF) (Teasing) (Edging)

From the beginning of dating one thing Katie and I really enjoyed was That I liked to watch the attention she got when we went out. She was a blonde bombshell, great body, gorgoues smile and the softest blonde hair I have ever felt (I have a thing for soft textures as will become apparent later).
I would love sitting at the bar and see her walk around and get stares and hit on. See the guys buy her a drink, that sexy smile and laugh as she flirted knowing I was watching. Making playful eye contact with me often to see that she still had my attention.
Even see her dancing with another guy for a bit. See her get closer and closer, slowly, watching him and his attention in her body….his intensity growing. Watching as his eyes would close for a split second when she would brush her fine ass up against what was slowly becoming a denim prison to his hardening cock. Watch as she leaned back into him finally as his dancing with her was drawing to a close as she grinded into him and lifted or tossed that gorgeous blonde mane across his face. He looked like he was in heaven.
She would even show me a few moves while we were dancing together to watch out for while I was spectating. The back of her hand seemingly accidentally brushing across his stiffening dick through his pants as she turned around toward or away from him. Her hands starting on his knees and frustratingly slowly raising, never high enough for his satisfaction. Grabbing on his belt the tips of her finger just past the barrier inside his pants, for the lucky guys that was far enough In to graze the tip of their dick as the intensity of their hard on would be blazing at this point. I loved watching his face as he was falling in love, and hers playfully knowing my enjoyment.
The ride home from the bar was always so intense. Finally leaving, not being able to keep my hands off her as she would playfully start running and tracing on my thigh very giggly recounting the events I had just watched. Filling in details such as things they said, names, what she felt or heard as reactions to her teasing.We would always go home and have the most intense fuck session as we did recounting the things that happened on that nights playing.
It was great!!!! I couldn’t have imagined how it could possibly go wrong and how much this little seed of a playful game could turn Katie into the most seductive, dangerous, and wicked vixen I have ever met, and ruin me as a man.

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2 girls. 1 night. [M]y Ex + Girl [F]rom Work.

SYNOPSIS: This story picks up where my last one left off. The girl from work is unaware of the intense hookup my ex and I had the prior evening. Both will end up in my bed before the night ends.

I strolled into work at 5:05pm, the dim lighting of the upscale restaurant helped to hide my unshaven face and the bags that were forming under my eyes. The two other people who were tending bar with me had already arrived for their shift. I was hung over but in decent spirits. After all, there was no photo evidence of my mistakes from the night before. I might actually be able to weasel my way out of the love triangle I had created. I should have never touched me ex, it was stupid, but hopefully the girl from work would never find out… I spoke with my fellow bartenders, and informed them of my rough night and asked if I could be cut first. They didn’t contest. The summer was winding down and they were bound to make good money on this busy Friday night. The girl that I was falling for would be arriving for her shift in a few hours and I needed to run damage control.

Teach Me Something [Mf]

I’m a new teacher, and you know that. From my first day of teaching, you’ve had a crush on me. Recently, your grades have been slipping, but there are a couple reasons for that. For one, you have been having a hard time paying attention to me because of your sexual day dreaming. You dream about everything from sucking my dick in the exact chair you’re in to having me bend you over my desk and even to having sex in your bed with me.

You don’t mind the fact that your grades are slipping because I’ve been giving you a bit more attention. You also plan on coming in for “extra credit” soon.

It’s the Thursday before spring break when you finally decide that you’re going to have me. You come to school in a short skirt and a tight tank top. Underneath, you’re wearing a sexy pink thong and lacy bra. Your bra straps are showing, as is some of the side of your bra.

Since you knew your outfit was not school appropriate, you wore athletic sweats and a matching jacket over that until it was time for my class. You ran to the bathroom to change before my class, making it a point to walk in late.

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[MF] Semi public sex on the beach

Now this is an old one, happened about 12 years ago with my ex, lets call her K. Now the relationship K and i had was mostly sexual. She was in her early twenties, 5′ flat philipina, with perky little b cups, and a pussy with nice big lips that were still tight as fuck. When we would fuck, those lips would grip on to my cock, staying wrapped down my shaft as i pulled out. Truly beautiful. I was also in my early twenties, six foot, decent build from building houses. At our apartment i would toss her around like my little fuck doll and she loved it.

For this particular story we road tripped out from our apartment, got on the ferry boat a drove to the west coast of Vancouver Island. Keeha beach. Of course, as we drove we stoppped a few times for little quickies. One i remember was after she had reached down into her panties and started diddling herself as i barrelled down the highway. Pretty sketchy doing 120kph down the highway, with a rock hard cock, as my slutty gf talks about how she cant wait to jump me in the tent later. Pulled off, found a gravel road , parked and jumped her. Her pussy was already so wet and she came almost the minute my dick filled her little tight hole. A couple pumps later , i pull out and shoot my seed all over her belly and the top she was wearing, then it was back to travelling.

Mountain enjoyment [fm]

Molly

This is about the coolest chick I’ve ever had the pleasure in being around. I started out liking some pics on her Instagram because of her tattoos and how hot she was, plus I knew she was a gamer. Long story short we started playing games together, she randomly sent nudes and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was, but from their we started a friends with benefits relationship.

Megan was this short chick with dirty blonde hair and a don’t give a fuck attitude with some sweet tattoos. Heavy drinker that for some reason to me oozed sex appeal with an exhibitionist side. She had a nice big booty, with an extremely nice rack and a face that was pure perfection. The first time we met she was pretty shy, never having met a stranger and just diving into sex we took our time, played some games, drank some and then had sex. I’ll never forget the first time she let me cum in her mouth, I was fucking and when I told her I was about to cum she slid off of the bed perfectly onto her knees and it was so hot that I came so fucking hard. But that’s not the best part and the main part of this story.

[FM] Once upon a time, there as a guy named Winston.

At least, let’s call him that.
I met Winston through a friend of mine. John and I were in the beginning stages of exploring our sexuality. I was having drinks with my friend, someone I knew I could trust. I asked him if he knew anybody that might be interested in a threesome.
Turns out, he did. Winston met my friend and I for drinks that night, and he couldn’t keep his hands off of me. We spent the evening playing darts and pool, and I discovered how easy it was to distract him simply by standing too close. I won a lot that night. He ended up buying me a lot of drinks to make good on the bets we made.
The entire time, I kept sending texts to John, telling him exactly what was going on, exactly what I was doing, and exactly how Winston was reacting. I described in detail how his hands kept creeping ever so slightly towards to hem of my dress, but how I kept teasing him by reminding him that we had a game to play.
He had no idea how true that was.
After drinks, I asked John if I could take Winston to a local park. He agreed, if I sent pics. Which, of course, I was more than happy to do! So, off we went. We made out in the grass, me on top. I kept grinding against him. He’d been hard for hours, it wasn’t difficult to see or feel. At just the right moment, when his moans became loudest, I stopped and asked to be taken home. He looked stricken, but I was having too much fun teasing to stop.
(This affair continued for several months, so there are plenty of stories. Do you want more? The pic posts tend to be where John and I focus, but we’re definitely open to text-based ones if you guys like them.)

[MF] Testing Out Tinder Pt. 2 – The Hotel (fun)

We wearily walk across the long lobby entrance, the same two employees following us with their eyes. I’m sure we look a mess. We get into the hotel elevator, I press the button for the top floor and she wraps her arm around mine to pull herself close. Had it been 6 hours ago, I would have pressed her against the glass and passionately explored her body, but it’s past 6am and I am fully expecting her to walk straight to the bed and pass out. The elevator opens and I lead her down the long hallway to my room with a beautiful view of the city and the water, lit by the sun rising behind the hotel. She goes straight into the bathroom and closes the door.

I kick off my dress shoes and sit on the bed. After a while I start to wonder if she’s okay, but the sound of the faucet puts me at ease and I walk towards the bathroom to use it myself. The door opens and she walks past me, darting her eyes at mine, and giggling as I enter. I see what she’s giggling about – her panties are sitting on the counter next to the sink. I use the bathroom, check myself in the mirror, thoroughly wash my hands, and head to bed with a big smile on my face.

[MF] Testing Out Tinder Pt. 1 – Back Story

I was traveling abroad after a recent breakup and figured it was the perfect opportunity to try out Tinder – a service not available the last time I was single. I put together my profile with the help of some close female friends and turned it on a few days after I landed. I had no concept of Tinder in the US, but where I was, very few profiles had info, and many of the photos were pretty bad. On top of that, I was dodging descriptions that included pricing. After some mindless swiping, I was matched with a cute woman a year older than me (30s). We started exchanging simple messages back and forth and I suggested drinks on a Tuesday night. She asked if I spoke Spanish – not really. I asked if she spoke English – very little. I suggested that we could use Google Translate (GT) on my phone to communicate and she thought it sounded like fun.