My [F]irst experience with [m]y platoon leader

Little bit of background: First of all, I’m Avery. 22 years old, 5’4, petite build and proud member of the ittybittytittiecommittee. I’m in the army, and dating your hot as hell platoon leader is completely off limits. This is my story about bending….okay breaking….the rules.

We had just gotten back from like a month in the field, where I was the driver for my PL. He was gorgeous….hot…hunk of a man. Right around my age, but 6’1, all muscles and absolutely out of my league in my opinion.

Anyway, after four weeks of driving around this guy that turned out to be more than just a muscle head, but an actual decent conversationalist as well, I was hooked. Totally jealous of any woman who had the opportunity to go out with him. On our last convoy of the exercise, he casually mentioned coming over for dinner at his place to celebrate the end of the field. I thought he was just being nice, and was careful not to get my hopes up about anything actually happening when we got home.

Beach Vacation with Kate [mf]

I’ve been married for about twelve years. My wife, Kate, has always been a little shy about her sexuality. We have great sex, pretty often, but fairly vanilla. But she isn’t comfortable being sexual in any way in public. No kissing more than a quick peck, and she never wears anything revealing or sexy when we are out, even on a date. We live in a small town in northern Ohio, and everybody knows everybody, so I get it. Plus she grew up in a conservative, religious household where sex was treated as something shameful.

When we go to the beach at Lake Erie, she always insists on wearing a one-piece swimsuit with a high neck and as little leg showing as possible. I’ve tried to get her to wear bikinis, but she just won’t do it. The idea of seeing someone she knows while wearing so little mortifies her.

I have learned, though, that when we’re on vacation, away from the risk of being seen by anybody we know, her level of inhibitions lowers quite a bit. Four Summers ago, we took a week long trip to the Outer Banks of NC, and I was hoping she’d loosen up a bit. The beach we were staying at actually allowed women to be topless, and according to my research online, had a reputation as an “unofficial” nude beach.

The Comic Store Nerd and the MILF [PART 2 out of 4 maybe?]

**Here’s how Part I ended.**

(Angela turns back, as he quickly takes his eyes away “I think I found what I’m looking for.” *She hands him the comic as he inspects it* “Oh, excellent choice. It’s a long comic though believe it or not it takes it’s time but the pay-off in the end is so worth it especially when….” *He then stops as he notices her staring right in his eyes probably confused* “Oh my bad, you were getting bored there for a second figured I’d stop” *They both have a laugh* “No it’s fine really, it shows that you care about these comics” *Angela replies as he nods awkwardly*

*”*Alright. Follow me Miss”)

Link: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvpque/the_comic_store_nerd_and_the_milf_part_1_out_of_4/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvpque/the_comic_store_nerd_and_the_milf_part_1_out_of_4/)

**PART II**

While talking with Angela, David completely forgot a customer who was waiting at the front of the cash register for some minutes.

“Uhmm, Oh I’m sorry Angela let me deal with this customer first if that’s alright and you got the time to spare” Davey says with swiftness

Mothers Gone Wild – another homage to 80s porn paperbacks – Chapter Three [FF, FM]

**CHAPTER THREE**

“She’s multi-orgasmic,” Courtney said, jotting in her notebook. “I don’t think she knew that.”

Until she spoke Lucille had almost forgotten that the girl was still in the examination room and all that was transpiring. Lucille’s consciousness had contracted to a single point, the focus of her intense pleasure: Doctor Norman’s fingers. Her bare feet still raised and resting in the stirrups, her breath came in little gasps as he rolled and teased her stiff clitoris between the fingers of his left hand while tracing his right index finger slowly around the sensitive flesh just inside her open pussy.

“Oh, I think there’s quite a lot that Mrs. Aldrich doesn’t know about herself,” Norman said. “Isn’t that right, Lucille?”

Lucille’s tongue flicked over her parched lips as she tried to form words in response. All she could manage was a breathy moan. What was happening to her?

She’d watched in shocked fascination as Kurt Norman had casually crossed the room to stand between her legs at the end of the examination table. He was only the second adult male she’d seen naked in her presence in nearly thirty years. He was tall, blond, and in good physical condition for a man in his forties.

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

Giving My Son Extra Lessons – Rose Bud [incest] [fiction] [m/s]

Every night, when my husband fell asleep…

I visited my son’s room.

“Honey, daddy is asleep.”

That faint scent, the scent of a man, mixed in with the smell of paint…

My son, Billy was barely a man, over 18 and a senior in high school.

Like most boys his age, he was interested in hobbies and girls. Both worried me.

Hobbies, because he enjoyed painting his models.

Girls, because he was such a timid boy, I wondered if he would have problems courting them.

But in the evening, in the middle of the night, nobody disturbs us.

It’s our time, private time between a mother and her son.

Billy, was waiting for me as usual. With expectation and nervousness in his eyes.

It was like that every night.

At first, it was just a good night kiss. I helped him with his studies and I rewarded him with a gentle peck on the cheek. Somehow that progressed to a gentle brush on his lips. I was shocked at the electricity that sparked inside me when our lips first touched.

A ride like no other

The wait for the elevator was excruciating.

We didn’t dare touch one another, but I swear people could feel our heat. She looked beautiful. Sensual. Delicious.

Her dress wasn’t made to draw attention, but I knew what was under it. No one else did, but I knew. No pantyhose. No stockings. Just beautiful bare leg leading up to some variety of satin panties. During one of our previous trysts I asked her why she bothers wearing panties. Without missing a beat she said “because then you could finger me right here.”

God, she dripped sex. And speaking of dripping, I knew those panties were stained wet with her sweet juices, the ones bubbling up as we waited. I didn’t know what I wanted to do first, but it didn’t matter. She was going to enjoy it.

We got in the elevator, along with several other people. That’s ok, because you can be just a little naughty when the object of your desires is forced to pin you against the wall. For fun, I reached under her skirt for a touch of that soft satin.

The cum fountain

When I lived in London in my early twenties, I had a boyfriend who I used to go to some adult shows every once in a while with. He used to drag me to them mostly as it wasn’t really my thing, and at some point I told him the only way I’m going is if he participated in one of the shows. These events usually had shows where audience members could participate, and they ranged from plain old bondage demonstrations to hardcore saline injections, piercings and whatnot. Anyway, so one of these was called the “cum fountain” and the only thing we knew was that there would be multiple guys and they’d receive hand jobs from the dommes on stage. After some convincing my boyfriend was up for it.

The Diary-Chapter 2

The Diary-Chapter 2

After that night, Mollie went back to her bed, but she couldn’t sleep. Rushing through her head were thoughts of what had just happened. The pleasure rushing through her body, the passion she shared with her step-sister, her still sensitive nipples, and her pussy, still wet. Freya felt the same, but with a sense of accomplishment, because she had brought Mollie out of her shell, and had a blast (literally) while doing so.

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A week had passed since their little ordeal. They never spoke about it, but occasionally looked into eachother‘s eyes, and giggled, blushing when they remembered what happened, but neither had forgotten Mollie’s last words that night. It drove Freya insane.

One day, just like any other, Freya was getting ready to hop into the shower. She left the bathroom door open, aware that her step-sister was around, but not bothered by it at all. Shower time was one of her favourite times to masturbate, a time when she had peace, so she made the most of it. She stripped down slowly, watching herself in the mirror like a private dancer. She removed her crop top, leaving just her lingerie, which she always wore to keep herself a little spicy. She was wearing a hot pink bra and thong set, which complimented her ample tanned tits and ass like a goddess. She slowly unclipped her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, and slipped out of her thong.

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Trip to heaven after years of hell. [MF] PT2 [Creampie] [Spanking]

[PT1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hvi3zu/trip_to_heaven_after_years_of_hell_mf/) PT 2

As we return from a little break. Stacey is already laying on the bed and she looks up at me with her beautiful eyes “You want some water?” I reply “Well I am thirsty but it’s not for water”. She slowly spreads her legs and sees my target as it is dripping what I have a thirst for. I slowly get on the bed take one of her legs into my hand and start kissing her toes and slowly kiss up to her knee I continue up to what I want NEED to devour. I close in as I look up, I can see the anticipation in her eyes as her moans grow louder, as I close in her smell is driving me wild its, its bring out some primal in me. I have to devour her, I have to eat her, I have to drink her as she cums, and soon it will be happening. As I approach her lovely looking pussy, I take a deep inhale, Stacey gasps and shivers as cooler air swirls and passes over her pussy.

[NSFW] Wait Until We Are Married (Chapter 1)

..Introduction:

Girlfriend’s younger sister seduces virgin boyfriend.

(I really liked w1dmg’s “Adam” series, and just felt it was too short and needed a little something more. So, with his permission, I’ve expanded and altered the story a bit, but all the characters and a few of his best lines are directly copied to try and preserve what I thought he did best. Hope you enjoy it.)

“Megan…” I groaned as I ground my face into hers. Our desperate lips caressed each other’s as our passion built and built. I was on fire and I could tell she was the same. Her soft long dirty blonde hair fluttered at my cheeks as I kissed her fiercely.

“Oh Adam…” she whispered back as my hands caressed her smooth shoulders and back as I moved my lips to the nape of her long neck and gently bit into her soft flesh. I alternated little bites with little kisses and she gasped and sighed in ecstasy. One hand of mine now caressed her long and incredibly hot bare leg and slowly slid to the hem of her short skirt then inched up under it…