Illicit (MF, infidelity)

It takes all of sixty seconds.

I park my car next to yours in my driveway, and turn off the music. Silence reigns for a moment when I shut off the engine. Then a rush of sound and scent as I grab my briefcase, and open the car door. The summer sounds – a whirring maelstrom of cicadas, chirping birds and wind rushing through the branches of the oaks. The ticking sound from your SUV’s cooling engine lets me know you arrived only moments before me. As I pass your car, I glance inside at the contents. CDs, scrunchies. Sunglasses and a compact umbrella. I take in everything, feel the glancing familiarity that comes with knowing one has seen something before. It isn’t the clarity that comes with daily routine. I’ve only been in your car a few times – and whenever I’m in it, we’re usually busy fucking each other’s brains out. Read more »

Meeting the hottest girl I had ever seen…with a pink surprise [MF]

It was a tough day at the pharmacy. After filling multiple prescriptions, dealing with insurance, calling doctor’s to verify, and handling all the unpaid claims, I was spent. I was over this Wednesday.

Once I got home, I had a gameplan. Change into sweatpants, eat a sandwich, and watch some Netflix. I was just about to change when I got a text from a friend.

“We’re meeting at Brokes tonight after 9. You down?”

Brokes was a somewhat fancy bar where I lived. It was classy but also had a lot of good beer and food. There was always a lot of hot people there. I was tired but I’m 28. Mine as well act my age and go.

“I’ll meet you there.”

One of the advantages of being a pharmacist is that I worked for a small town drug store. This means I worked from 8am-6pm 4 days a week, and Thursday was always my day off. So I planned on doing some drinking. I got out of my work clothes and into something more relaxing but casual. A polo and some dress shorts. While changing I realized I had a dad bod. I mean yeah I had a little (okay a lot but not huge) stomach but at least my arms, legs, and face looked good. Not bad for a 230lb guy. I looked down at my lil guy and was happy with him. He was never long but he was thick, and he never didn’t satisfy anyone. Read more »

The Inspection: Part 2 [D/s] [MDom/femsub] [SM] [Sens Dep] [Control] [No Sex] [HUML] [Costumes] Feedback Appreciated!

(The Inspection: Part 1 can be found here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c2gjnx/the_inspection_part_1_ds_mdomfemsub_sm_sens_dep/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c2gjnx/the_inspection_part_1_ds_mdomfemsub_sm_sens_dep/))

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**The Inspection: Part 2**

*“Are you ready to be inspected?”*

The tiniest of sounds escaped her mouth. She wanted to say yes. She croaked a “yes” out loud and felt terrible. **Actually, I want to scream, Yes! Yes. Yes, yes! As loud as I can, yes! because the sound of your voice makes my skin crawl in such a delicious way. Crawl like my feet are stepping on broken glass. Crawl like I’m so interested in pushing the pain.** **Crawl like I need you and I need the things you want to do to me. Crawl – yes. Because I’m yours, you love me like this and I need you to…** She flexed her calves and pointed the toes on her right foot. The lack of vision had made all her other senses come alive. He stroked her hair, softly.

“What do you want?” – he whispered in her ear. ***I’m so into you, but I need you to say it. Please, please say it for me, liebling. I can’t do it without you, you know that. Don’t make me wait, don’t disappoint me.*** Read more »

I [F] had sex with my “stepbrother” [M]

My mom started dating this guy when I was 14. He had a few children and one of them was a boy the same age as me. I had not previously known him because we went to different schools. I started going over to their house and nothing ever went on between us at first. We were just like friends, sometimes we even argued like siblings. I used to go into his room and just hangout and watch tv with him. One night, we were both lying in bed under the blanket and he put his hand on my thigh and slowly moved upward. Basically we ended up fooling around a bit (fingering, totally consensual), nothing too serious but this was my first sexual experience ever. Over time, we fooled around more and more (kissing, oral, fingering). We couldn’t get enough of each other. We eventually moved in with them so boy was that exciting. There were many nights of “going to the bathroom” aka sneaking off into his room. The excitement of being secretive and sneaking around was so thrilling. He took my virginity at 15, and he says I took his but I’m not sure if I believe that. Out of every guy I’ve ever been with to this day (7) he has had by far the biggest “member” of them all. Like, huge. He raised my expectations highly for every guy after that lol. I was young and dumb but part of me actually thought I loved him, and he told me the same. Over the next few (I’d say 4) years we fooled around under our parents and siblings noses. We were horny and very stupid teenagers. We almost got caught so many times and I actually think our parents suspected it. I have so many crazy sexual encounters between us that I wish I could share. We even had a few pregnancy scares (yikes—I know). He mistakenly told 2 of his friends about us and soon enough half of our graduating class knew the “rumor”. It ruined my senior year but honestly, I can’t say I regret what we did. I learned a lot about myself and I’m glad I got to explore sexuality with someone I was comfortable with. Hearing people call me “nasty” and “incestual” hurt so bad. I know it felt wrong but was it really though? We weren’t related at all, our parents didn’t even get married. After people started talking, I tried to cut him off, but he was obsessed, he would constantly blow up my phone wanting sex, saying I was the best he’s ever had, even when he had numerous girlfriends, it was always me he wanted. Eventually, it stopped. We are both 21 now with significant others and our parents have since split (they never married). We haven’t fooled around since I was 18. So yeah, that’s my deep dark shameful secret.

Not your secretary anymore but still yours [mf]

I hadn’t been in the office for a long while since I had to quit working. We kept in touch some but not like we used to. I was trying to behave. He’s married, I’m married. He had a new secretary, and I tried not to think about what they might get up to together. I wish I could say I dropped in on a whim, but anyone who saw the low cut dress I was wearing would know I had carefully planned this visit.

I was disappointed when I stopped in and another former co-worker was there with the man who used to be my boss. As I made small talk, I kept my eye on my ex-boss. He was a bit withdrawn, but I hoped he was putting on a show for our small audience of one. The other guy headed out, and we were finally alone together.
Some comments were thrown my way about how long it had been. So, the stand-offishness wasn’t an act. I felt guilty, but I didn’t try to explain. He knew all of my reasoning anyway. I was starting to think nothing was going to happen between us, and I should just head out when he approached me and tightly pulled me to him. I melted against him. It had been so long. He allowed me a moment of pleasure pressed to his strong chest before pulling back. He looked at me seriously as he told me that it was wrong of me to stay away so long, and there would be consequences. As he walked me over to the bench seating, he explained that I would need punished, a spanking. I tried to hide my excitement that a fantasy I had let him in on was going to come true. Read more »

DPed my gf with my best friend [MFM]

I still can’t believe this happened so quickly. For some context, I have had a hotwife fantasy for a long time. My gf used to sleep around A LOT before me and has had plenty of threesomes as well. Although she was into the idea of sleeping with other guys, her biggest fear was that it would fuck up our relationship. So while there were a few times when she came close to fucking someone, she never went all the way through with it. I tried convincing her for almost two years before I just decided to drop the whole idea. I didn’t want to keep pestering her about it anymore. We went almost a year without talking about it (although we would still talk about her previous experiences) and then out of nowhere, a few weeks ago while we were in Hawaii, we met a guy that she really hit it off with and it happened: she fucked him while I watched. That’s another story for another time, but that provides the context for what happened last night.

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When You Speak A Foreign Language

It seems so long ago now, thinking back to when I first met you. That version of me would have never admitted what I’m willing to now. But, the truth is that version of me, she knew. She was intentional in her interactions with you; hoping you would notice her, notice anything about her really. She seemed to be the epitome of innocent yet anything but even if she wanted everyone to see her that way. It’s a lot easier to have secrets when people see you as the goody good, the girl with the smarts and good grades, the girl who goes to church and has good friends, and who doesn’t bat an eye at sex, drugs, or rock and roll. On the inside she was screaming for your approval, funny how you’d never now until now how much. She liked when you would talk to her or laugh with her, even in her weak attempts to be a rebel. You never saw her that way and you never would. I wonder what if, what if you were able to look past her counterfeit exterior to realize she wasn’t so hollow inside? Read more »

The Hunt Part 5, Clean Up

Recap: The Hunt is an invite only BDSM event where couples and singles find new partners for the event by playing an adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time where I have just left the Hunt with my newly captured prey, a beautiful curvaceous redhead with tribal tattoos and pale skin, leading her by my collar and leash.

The Clean Up

We walked back into the main area after checking in with the Game Warden to record the capture and to grab a few bottles of water. The Game Warden marked down my name and camp location as well as her number. This leads to me realizing as we walked away from the hunting grounds I still didn’t know the name of the woman now mine for the night.

“What’s your name?’ I asked as we walked.

“Whatever you want it to be,” she replied. Her voice was low and smokey but sweet like sultry desire draped in innocence. Read more »

Knight’s Vengeance II [FF] [Fantasy]

When she came to, Veronica Kalm kept quiet and calm. The rustling of a horses carriage kept a consistent sound, but she couldn’t see a thing. Nor could she move. Struggling ever so slightly, the knight-errant found herself bound wrist-to-ankle behind her back and head covered with what smelled and felt like a coarse burlap sack. What a way to get caught.

As reality seeped in, she felt the tingling swell of pain on the back of her head. Really, *what a way to get caught, Veronica,* she thought to herself. Sensations snuck to her senses, as she felt it was cold, probably still night, and someone was speaking.

“Really, what a way to get caught. I can’t believe we had to ride all the way out to Perish to catch her. Really, was it worth it?” A male voice said, disembodied to the knight.

“Are you really asking if this was worth it?” Another answered. Neither voiced had Veronica heard before.

“I mean, why not let her just, you know, go? Soldiers desert all the time.” The other said, cracking the reins of the horses. Read more »

[M]y Daughter’s Fiend Wanted a [F]acial

# I had originally posted this on another sub but think it’s probably more appropriate here. I suck at the internet because I’m old. Hope you enjoy.

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It was ridiculously hot for an April afternoon. The sun was shining directly into the window of my office where I sat finishing up on some documents for a loan I was processing for a local landscaping business. It was around four p.m. on a Friday afternoon and the bank I worked in downtown was dead quiet and still. The calm before the storm of workers coming to cash their company checks. The spring had just entered full swing, though the temperature outside was so high that you could have convinced me that it was already late June. We had broken 80 yesterday and in North Carolina there is no such thing as a dry heat. The humidity is the absolute worst part of living down here. Read more »