The Assistant 3 [affair]

He offered his arm to her and they went to dinner which was a bit more relaxed this time.

Kylie’s mind was confused. Was he really telling the truth about not fucking his other assistants? And why would he make an exception for her?

Like the night before, Anthony pulled Kylie’s chair out for her and sat next to her. She listened to him converse with those around them. After dinner they socialized like the night before while soft jazz played. Kylie diligently followed Anthony but had considerably less women to fend off which was good since she wasn’t much in the mood.

Since she didn’t have to keep the women away, Kylie made her way to the bar. She watched Anthony as he mingled and flirted. She rolled her eyes as she watched chatting up a skinny brunette.

“Just his type I’m sure,” she said to herself. She scoffed as she saw him take the woman out on the dance floor. She finished off her drink and the bartender poured another.

“Jealousy doesn’t look good on a woman,” came a deep voice as it sat next to her. The bartender filled his glass.

Having Some Brie, Chapter 8 [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Sister]

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/idp8qw/having_some_brie_chapter_7_fm_incest_brothersister/)

Brie didn’t wake while I mopped up the strip of floor between our two beds. If we never got around to cleaning this area, pretty soon the smell of sex would permeate the rest of the apartment. I couldn’t even remember if either of us had the chance to wash away the ejaculate I’d shot onto the floor. Regardless, I was getting to it now.

My sister was still asleep on my bed, the covers draped over her almost naked form. Her hands unconsciously ran across the mattress where I would have been, making my heart ache. I smiled before returning to the kitchen to deposit the mop in its usual place. I ran into mom as she came out of her room.

“Good morning, Stef,” she said with a wide smile.

“Morning, mom,” I returned, scratching my head.

“You kids turned in early last night,” she noted, walking past me and starting the coffee machine. I floundered for a response. Both Brie and I were usually bit of night owls, so it was out of character.

“It was Fair Day yesterday. I guess we were worn out.”

[mf] Audrey is a little tied up at the moment

I had a week off work due to a coworker getting COVID. I mostly work alone, so there wasn’t any risk, but decided to self-quarantine with Audrey when I wasn’t looking at houses. Her lease is about to be up and it was decided that we should be roommates so I could put my money towards the downpayment and we could use her furniture so I’d only need to get bedroom furniture and her rent would help cover that.

I actually put in an offer and it was accepted on a house near Sam and Ellie, so I could use the rest of my week to begin helping her pack. Though I didn’t have much, between my ex kicking me out and taking me off the lease, I had just enough time to sneak in and get my clothes and what little furniture that was important and would fit in my 92 short bed F-150, and to also get that off the property so both of my cars would be gone.

Audrey and I had become really close. I joked about her chest being flat (trust Me, it’s very suckable) and she would make fun of my dad bod or off color remarks about that guy she dated who was so big it hurt her. Nothing humiliating, just in fun.

Secret Fun while Parents are Sleeping

Her body lay partially on top of me as her hips ground into mine under the warmth of my comforter. In and out of the slippery warm opening between her legs my stiff penis slid. I had to hold her panties to one side to slip inside her, my other hand gripping her clenched butt cheek as she drove her pelvis against me over and over. I loved how her feminine curves felt all over me, the freedom she gave me to touch her anywhere. She was intoxicating. Her hair covered my face as I felt her hot breath in my ear. Soft, sweet sounds of pleasure were muffled by the pillow. Her neck lay flush against my mouth, perspiring lightly as we fucked while our parents slept in the next room.

Chastity is two years older than me and broke up with her first serious boyfriend at the beginning of the summer. They’d been having sex for about six months. He was her first and she loved it so much she decided she couldn’t go without it. A few weeks after the breakup, she woke me up in the middle of the night with her hands slipping inside my gym shorts to stroke my woody. I was shocked at first. But, she’s really beautiful and has a great body, especially since her tits have started to grow.

My [F] 28 first time fucking an older man [M] 42

*I’ve included the back story so the post is quite long, jump to the third paragraph if you want to skip it*

I first met “Sam” in a hotel lobby. He immediately caught my eye. He was gorgeous, a fair bit older than me, had piercing blue eyes and silky grey hair that makes you just want to run your hands through it. We were both there for a conference and kept bumping into each other over the course of the event. I flirted with him a little at the bar, but Sam didn’t seem interested. I left the conference with a new connection and a little bit of a crush.

Fast forward a few months and I was on vacation driving through the town where Sam lived. I decided to drop him a message to see if he had any local recommendations. Sam was out of town for the weekend but sent me some local spots to visit. After giving me his recommendations, Sam was keen to keep texting and started outrageously flirting. I knew I shouldn’t flirt back, but I couldn’t resist him, there was something about him… I had to have him.

Breeding Stock Part 2 ( M+F, noncon, pregnant, lactation, abuse, gangbang, anal, Writer X Reader)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ihbfll/breeding_stock_mf_noncon_kidnapping_forced/)

**8 Months Later**

After months of abuse, I hit a point of pleasantly numb. I knew what to expect from you, knew when your moods were going to be particularly dangerous for me, when to be quiet. You were a lot nicer to me after my belly started to swell.

I was disgusted when I missed my period. I knew exactly what it would mean, and I didn’t want it. I didn’t want your baby. I didn’t even want to be a mom in general! But you were so happy. You caressed my stomach and it was the first kind touch I’d had in the month you had me. I hated myself for craving more of it.

For 8 months, you fed me, washed me, made sure I rested between you fucking my holes. You were careful, and I realized too late that it was all a false sense of security.

You took me out to the shed again. I had been so good for you, so good, I didn’t even think anything of it, but when you opened the door… Everything had been moved to the edges of the room, replaced with a mat that covered the floor.

Steven and Emily: The Babysitter Fantasy [MF]

Sorry for the delay in posting, but work has been ridiculously crazy for both of us lately. We’ve hardly had time or energy for anything, but when we do we make it worth it. Hope y’all enjoy our latest adventure.

Now that school had resumed, so had an influx of COVID cases. The hospital was preparing and changing schedules, and giving people a few days off in the process to prepare for long shifts. Emmy was one of the lucky ones and ended up with a four day weekend, giving her a chance to fulfill one of my fantasies.

My work was finally slowing down as people weren’t preparing for their final summer trips and actually had a Friday of mostly routine stuff, so I didn’t come home worn out, but our manager quit and I stepped up to help the owner so I still got home late

When I walked in the door, Emmy greeted me with a smile. She had her hair in pigtails, a tight t-shirt and short jean shorts. She honestly looked much younger than she is. I didn’t even realize at first what she was doing.

“You’re home early, how was your date?”

Having [f]un in my car over my lunch break

I’ve been working from home, so lately I’ve often been wearing just a top. That’s enough for video calls! It feels liberating and a bit naughty :)

Today, I was wearing just a hoodie and nothing else.

Usually, when I go outside to get lunch, I put on pants, but today I thought… what if I get in my car like this? My hoodie is pretty large for me so it’s very unlikely anyone would be able to tell (even as I walk to me car).

So I did it. I walked to my car with just my hoodie on, sat with my bare butt in the driver’s seat. That was pretty exciting. Adrenaline rush and anticipation.

I drove about 10 minutes and got in line at a busy drive-through. Unsurprisingly, I was already wetting the seat. I rolled down the window, and I started touching myself in the drive-through line with the window open. My left hand was busy while I ordered at the mic. Doing this while surrounded with people, no one being able to tell what I was doing right below their line of sight, that was an incredible feeling. Excitation and fear and raw pleasure :)

I stole my tinder dates panties [M]

Since everything is closed and can’t really go out, my tinder date decided to meet up at her apartment. She made some good chicken and okra for dinner. After we finished eating we were chatting in her lungs room and I had to use the restroom. I asked her if I could use it. When I finished, I saw her laundry basket under the sink. I couldn’t resist opening it up to find her panties. I found a pair of blue lace panties and I got so hard smelling them I started to rub my bulge. Before she could get suspicious or worried, I stuffed them in my pocket and went out to continue where we left off.

I’ve been edging while smelling her panties and I get so turned on but I hope she doesn’t notice they’re gone.

Returning to the theater for a second time [FM]

It was another Saturday night, several weeks having passed since our first trip [First trip](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i9esjg/first_trip_to_the_adult_theater_f/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) to the theater. The night before had been full of lessons and punishments…. my favorite having been placed naked in front of the big picture window facing the road, dressed only in a pair of heels, my collar and the leash. There was a glow from inside of the house and the curtains were opened.

I was feeling playful and had changed into a new outfit.  It was a tiny black leather minidress, encompassed primarily of string.  There was very little material, in all actuality to the “dress,” if you wanted to call it that.  I made sure that my black thigh high stockings with the lace at the top completed the look as I slipped on my high heels and we headed out of the house.  I was ready for another “try” at the theater.