The Estate: Part Four – The Studio [MF][F][Voyeur]

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/goy94e/the_parlor_fmm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gp42hi/the_parlor_part_ii_interlude/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three A](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpls57/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_mfff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three B](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gqqh3w/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_continued/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part Three C](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gr5xan/the_estate_part_iii_c_the_cottage_concluded/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Part Four: The Studio

Chapter One

I licked my husband’s cum from Jessica’s neck and gratefully kissed her a few times before peering up at the Roman. In hindsight, this would have been the perfect moment to remove my mask and reveal to him the woman I had become. After all, the objective of Katarina’s plan was to propel our relationship into open liberality.

Selfishly, I let the moment pass. Yes, I couldn’t be sure how he would react, but rather hypocritically, I was not prepared to forgo the freedom of my own anonymity. I longed to be fucked by the tattooed Horseman the way I had in the Parlor. Yes, I ultimately wanted to do this with the knowledge and consent of the Roman, but how could I be sure he would let me? Showing him that I was willing to be a Cuckquean was not exactly the same as forcing him into cuckoldry.

[MF] woman uber driver watch me stroke

I was 30 at the time and it was just a routine uber pickup. The driver that picked me up was a mmoddle age hispanic woman, maybe 40-45, and she looked great for her age, her tits looked great in her top.
This has never happened before, not like this, but I started to get hard, my jeans were bulging, it was obvious. And other day I would have dine anything to hide it, but today I didnt. I leaned back and made it more obvious, then i moved over more towards the middle, acting normal but flexing my dick, which was totally hard now… anything coulda happened, i was nervous…. then I saw it, she looked… she saw it and looked away. Didnt take long for her to look again, but she didnt look away her eyes in the mirror seemed curiousand she moved her mirror down, this was happening. She said nothing the entire time. I started rubbing my cock thru my jeans, while she drove and watched.. I decided to just go for it, my jeans opened up and I pulled out my 7 1/2 hard dick, for her, and she was locked on it. I grabbed my dick and started stroking slowly, for the uber driver gir maybe 10 minutes, my ride was almost done. We were about to arrive and we met eyes and she smiled, i put my dick away said thank you for the ride, and got out.

The Estate: [3/3] [MF][F][Voyeur]

[[1/3]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gr6jmw/first_submission_here_the_estate_12_its_a_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[[2/3]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gr6lp1/the_estate_22_mmfcuckoldffffmcuckqueanfemdom/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Part Four: The Studio

Chapter Twenty-Two

I licked my husband’s cum from Jessica’s neck and gratefully kissed her a few times before peering up at the Roman. In hindsight, this would have been the perfect moment to remove my mask and reveal to him the woman I had become. After all, the objective of Katarina’s plan was to propel our relationship into open liberality.

Selfishly, I let the moment pass. Yes, I couldn’t be sure how he would react, but rather hypocritically, I was not prepared to forgo the freedom of my own anonymity. I longed to be fucked by the tattooed Horseman the way I had in the Parlor. Yes, I ultimately wanted to do this with the knowledge and consent of the Roman, but how could I be sure he would let me? Showing him that I was willing to be a Cuckquean was not exactly the same as forcing him into cuckoldry.

As the kindled fireplace began to smolder, Katarina wrapped the delicate belted dress around Jessica. I draped mine over my forearm and followed the two temptresses down the stairs; leaving my lacy back the last image in the Roman’s eye. After nearly twelve hours of both deprivation and ecstasy, the exhausted man fell into sleep.

Daddy’s Dirty Girl [incest][dad/dau][taboo][forced][revenge]

Ainsley woke up horny again. Despite how beautiful she was, she lay in bed alone, her forbidden dreams scurrying off to the darkest corners of her mind. Ainsley’s juices flowed for one man and one man only – her father John. It had always been him.

She lay in bed wearing an oversized t-shirt emblazoned “Daddy’s Girl”, her panties heavy with her secrecy. She began thinking of the times throughout her life that she had tried to get her father to make her a woman. She remembered the time at 15 when she came down to breakfast wearing nothing but a towel.

John sat at the breakfast bench drinking his coffee dressed only in his boxer shorts.

“Are you out of clothes?” He asked as she sashayed past him.

“My jeans are in the dryer still.” Ainsley answered knowing full well that wasn’t the reason she was dressed like this.

She opened the fridge and bent over to look in the bottom drawer. She knew that this would expose her naked ass to her father, her plump pussy framed between her thighs.

“Don’t we have any fruit?” She asked looking back over her shoulder.

[FM] Post quarantine fun

So, with quarantine restrictions slowly being lifted I decided it was time to get back to my slutty ways, and boy have I ever!

The first guy was early in the week. We matched on tinder and hit it off pretty quickly. After messaging back and forth for a few hours I invited him over to my apartment for dinner and a few drinks.

He showed up around 8 with a six pack and take out. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little disappointed. His tinder pic must have been a few years old. He was 2” shorter and about 30 lbs heavier than he had claimed. While not exactly what I had expected he was still cute and I was horny.

We ate, had a few beers and began chatting. We chatted and chatted and chatted and chatted. Even after the beer was long gone he continued talking. I began to grow impatient. After three months of quarantine I was horny! I didn’t want to chat. I wanted to fuck. I had even taken the time to do my make up, hair, shave my pussy and put on a cute top.

[MFM] with my girlfriend and her best friend

One of my first attempts at writing..

In college I had been dating this girl, Tracy, for about two years and things were going so-so. To be honest, I had contemplated breaking up with her at least once a day but felt too bad to actually go through with it. We lived together, and although she was a complete bitch most of the time her family was extremely kind and, coming from a broken family and experiencing that kind of family love for the first time,

Tracey was an exotic looking 5’4″ girl with short hair, tanned skin, and a hard little body with rock-solid B cups. When she wasn’t making my life a living hell we would have sex on occasion, very vanilla: mostly missionary or her on top or the very rare doggy style session. Things rarely went beyond that. Tracy enjoyed drinking but only at home and was such a lightweight that it rarely ever led to sex (she would get too wasted) and if it did result in hooking up, she would complain that my cock was too big. My dick is 5 inch long and about 2 in girth at full length.

[FM] My wife is encouraging me to explore crossdressing.

One day last summer my wife and I were enjoying a three day weekend away at our family cabin in the woods. We had been enjoying some sexy time, catching up on hardcore fucking, and just generally enjoying being away together. At some point in the early afternoon on Saturday, she sat next to me and playfully asked if she could put lipstick on me after reapplying her own.

I resisted at first, but she was insistent. She was not being sexual, more like playfully mischievous. I finally relented and my wife painted my lips a dark red. When she finished she looked at me, and I saw her shift from playful to sexual in an instant. She told me to close my eyes as she closed hers and we very slowly began light tender kissing, each tentatively exploring the waxy feel of one another’s lips. Before long we were fucking, but I was slower and more deliberate. And we talked a lot.

My wife and I are both vocal during sex, we like fantasizing about dirty nasty things when we fuck. But this particular day all we could talk about was me cross dressing. She was impossibly turned on and my cock wouldn’t quit. We fucked hard and came several times that afternoon into evening.

Tipsy Friday Night

Warm and tipsy, we staggered to the nearest hotel. Checking in swiftly, we only wanted one thing. Hands over each other, caressing and touching, we went up to our floor. The row of room seems to be curved instead of the usual straight rows. Kisses and giggles exchanged as we walk unsteadily to our room. Tapping in the was no going out until it is done.

Roughly he kissed me as his body pin mine against the wall, hands roaming around from my shoulders down to my ass. Sucking on the nape of my neck, causing me to lean forward, pushing my body against his. Enjoying the power he had over me, he carried me over to the bed and laid me down.

Stripping his clothes like a beast, he walked back to the bed and undressed me. One slick move both my panties and shorts were off me. Gliding his palms upwards from my stomach, he moved my shirt over my head.

Kneeling between my legs, he roamed his eyes over this prized possession, leaving my body bare and on display for him. I feel the blush creep up on my face but I’m too flushed from the alcohol for anyone to tell. One hand on my face, his lips on mine as we moved in sync. I could feel his length on my abdomen, all hard and throbbing.

The time I let him fuck me raw [fm]

Thanks to covid putting my sex life on a back burner I’ve been reliving past experiences to stop myself from climbing up the walls in sexual frustration. This time is definitely not my most wild adventure but is one that I keep coming back to as the chemistry was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I hope you guys like it as much as I’m enjoying thinking about it.

This was about two and a half years ago on technically Matt and mines first date. However it wasn’t our first time as we’d gotten a little carried away texting the previous weekend and had a very spontaneous booty call. Matt is just shy of 6ft, light brown hair, beard, tattoos, cheeky smile and sexy deep voice. Seriously his voice turned me on so much. Our date was pretty casual, dinner at a local restaurant on a week night but I wore a cute mini skirt and low cut top to show off my cleavage, this might sound mean but I do life to be a tease and watch a guy struggle to not look on a date. To paint the picture I’m 5’1, curvy, big boobs, blonde, green eyes and freckles.

The Body Surfer’s girlfriend part 1 [MF][Inc]

Cassandra and me are really close, a relationship which goes beyond just a girlfriend and boyfriend. We’re companions, comrades and cohorts. We’re a synced unit of mayham. Simultaneously engaging in what others would see as disagreeable behavior. It helped us get away with a lot of shit but it was eventually going to catch up with us. We knew this but it did not stop us.

It was both our faults when we break into that lab for kicks and I got stuck in that chamber. I think we shorted out the lights trying to get me out cause that room was going nuts for a moment and everything went dark. Fortunately this meant the door finally unsealed and we both booked it like crazy. A week later in the news it was reported some equipment in an air pressure chamber had malfunctioned around the time we broke in and all electronics had been fried. It would be a huge expense to replace it all and they were thinking of selling the company now to keep research going.