Setting up for Sylvie’s Party – The Chair – Part II

[Shopping for Sylvie’s Party – Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8l37iy/shopping_for_sylvies_party_part_i/)

After fighting her way through traffic Lina pulled into the driveway ready to set up for the party. It was only a few hours away until the festivities would begin and Sylvie would finally get her licking, and Steve would break his drought. She was excited to meet all of Brad’s friends, so many people coming from near and far. She had heard about so many of them, and had met a few of the locals already. She felt she knew them intimately, and what made them tick. Even knowing so many details, she didn’t know what to expect tonight and that itself was exciting.

Lina had been a good girl on the way home. Her body was mostly under her own control again, but the emptiness was lingering in the background when she sat too quietly. She thought again about how long he had denied her. The first traffic light almost did her in. It was the quiet, and the stillness amplified her throbbing, and looking at those lights, the waiting…the waiting….for red to turn green made her longing almost unbearable.

3 college sluts and the little mermaid [MFF]

It was the summer of 2012, and I was fresh out of the military. I was at a college bar outside of the university of Maryland. It was early in the night, and the crowds of students had yet to roll in. My buddy and I are leaning up against the bar chatting about life, guns, and women. My buddy, a skinny tatted up raging alcoholic, is asking me how I’m so good at picking up women. I simply tell him I’m a dick, not an asshole, but a dick. Its a fine line to walk. He calls bull shit and says women don’t actually fall for that shit. The opportunity to prove my point was about to fall right into my lap.

As we were standing there, I notice a group of sorority girls walk in dressed in their typical slutty attire of pencil skirts and booty shorts. I didn’t pay them no mind as I was deep in conversation with my buddy when out of nowhere this drop dead sexy pale skinned redhead about 5′ 2″ and a tight 110 pounds wearing a skin tight pencil skirt that barely covers her tits and ass(she was a gymnast and soccer player, picture that body) comes in between us and shoves us apart and says, “excuse me boys, I need some drinks.”

How my best friend turned me from good conservative girl to cock worshiping slut [FM]

Long-time lurker I think it’s time I finally start contributing. This event actually took place several years ago but it had such a huge impact on my sex life that it’s only right I start there.

Since this is my first story I’ll give some detail and backstory. (Skip to the middle of this post to start getting into the good stuff) I grew up in a cult and was a very devout Christian girl. I wasn’t the type who tried to rebel either, I took the fate of my eternal life in Paradise very seriously. I studied the Bible daily. This was no game, I was determined to be perfect.

In middle school I met Bobby; I can’t say we were instantly best friends. He was everything elders in my congregation had warned me about. He smoked weed, he acted out and had already fucked one of my friends before I had even thought of having my first kiss. For whatever reason he seemed as fasinated by my ‘otherness’ as I was with his. He’d tease me calling me ‘good girl’ and I’d persist in trying to convert him to “The Truth.”

Claiming Hanna Part 1 & 2 (M/F, Cowgirl, Hair Pulling, Spanking, Breast Slapping, Anal, Begging, Name Calling, Cream Pie)

Awkward couldn’t even begin to describe the silence in Jack’s car. Between her legs, Hanna’s tight shorts were completely soaked with the mixture of her own arousal and the loads the men had pumped into her. Including the one sitting right next to her, driving her back to her parent’s house. She stole glances at him from time to time as the GPS gave its mechanical directions. He really was handsome, well muscled from what she guessed was a job in construction, and his offer of a ride home was gentlemanly, despite the fact that he had just brutally fucked both her pussy and her mouth.

“So, that was kind of strange back there. I really don’t know what came over me.” Hanna said, breaking the silence.

“This may sound weird, but, did you notice if it got foggy before anything happened?” Jack had spent most of the day thinking about the odd mist.

“Um, yeah, actually I did. There was this weird mist, and when it touched me, I started getting really turned on. It’s like I couldn’t help myself.”

“And the more you touched yourself, the more intense it became?” Jack asked, glancing over at her.

A Strange Night in the Alley [NSFW] [mf] [rape]

Walking down a poorly lit alley on a rainy, cool evening after leaving the bar, her phone rings. She takes pause to dig in bag briefly to find her phone but this moment gives her attacker an opportunity to pounce. 

He comes out from behind a dumpster, wraps one gloved hand around her mouth and with the other hand stabs her in the arm with a syringe of something that somewhat paralyzed her terrified and tense body, leaving her to fall limp and relaxed in his arms. She tried to scream but just like a nightmare, no sound would travel up her throat. Her heart raced and her mind began to grow muddled.

He is wearing all black including a black face mask with holes to expose only his eyes and nostrils. He smells of cologne—mahogany and a light floral scent. “Don’t worry,” he whispers into her ear, the sensation of his lips pressed against her ear lobe sends a shiver of fear through her body down her spine, from what she can still feel.

Anticipation for tonight [FM]

So I just thought I would write a little pre story for what’s going to happen to me tonight. I’ll write a whole story about tonight’s events later.

So I posted an ad a few days ago with not very much luck. Then a very attractive man in his 30’s responded. I quickly got his kik and we started talking. He is very dominant and kinky and I could tell he was going to be a lot of fun. He began telling me what he expected me to do when we met. He wanted me to wear sexy underwear and he wanted me to worship his cock…amongst other things. He would describe to me in detail how we wanted to fuck me and how he wanted me to choke on his cock. I have a very strong feeling tonight will be even better then expected!

I’m very excited and a little nervous for tonight. Like I said I will have a follow up story to this ;)

The Date Series {FF}

I have posted the series, some parts are here and another subreddit but I decided to post them all together on wattpad and on my website of course.

**Summary:**

Follow Michelle and Grace as they navigate their relationship and sex. They will go on different dates that reveal more about each other on the inside and outside.

**Read:**

[My Website](http://www.kamarycherry.com/search/label/date%20series)

[Wattpad ](https://www.wattpad.com/story/148881710-the-date-series)

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Categorized as Erotica

Birthday Sex (Part 2 of 5) [MF]

She began toward the stairs and looked back at me.

“You coming?”

“Yes, but I wanna follow a couple steps behind.”

She knew immediately what to do. She began climbing the stairs but slowed down, arched her back, and hypnotically swayed her ass, knowing it’d drive me wild. I could see in my peripheral vision that she looked back and smiled when she confirmed I was lusting after her, but my main focus was on her luscious curves.

In our bedroom, she saw two of my ties on the bed. Intentionally sounding clueless, she asked “what are those for?”

“They’re for the both of us. Sit here,” I instructed.

She took a seat at the edge of the bed. I got behind her on my knees and began giving her a back and shoulder rub.

“Mmm…you’re so good at this,” she told me through soft moans.

The Army: Heather’s Story Chapter 2 [MF][Teacher Student][No Sex][World Building]

***Author’s Note***: *You have been warned, Reader. There is no sex in this chapter, and everything here is world building. That being said, Chapter Three is coming tomorrow or the day after, and things pick up after this. Because I cannot post links (even within the subreddit), please check out my profile for part one, then parts three and the rest until I get this figured out.*

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I teach three English courses for a total of six classes a week. *Introduction to Literature* (Eng/190) on Mondays and Wednesdays, *American Literature* (Eng/230) right after English 190, and the third on Tuesdays and Thursdays, twice a day. Heather was i*n English Composition *II, my first Tuesday/Thursday class. I don’t teach Fridays, having elected to hold office hours instead. Not this week though. After calling in sick on Thursday to fuck my student, I decided it would probably be best to stay home, so I left my office unattended, hoping my teacher’s assistant would sit in. Not that I warned her about it. What I was really trying to do was avoid Heather, though I was loathe to admit it.

[M]y wi[f]e gets dominant when she’s high [pee] [femdom] x-post from gonewildstories

Sorry in advance about formatting. This is my first ever story and I’m on mobile. This story involves Femdom, And pee play. It’s 100% true. Skip down for the actual sex, but I think the build up is worth reading

I suppose I should start with what we look like. My wife is a bombshell, just shy of 5’, a lifelong dancer with shoulder length auburn hair, outstanding D cups and an ass that I can’t even describe. I am about 6’ I’ve been told I have a “farm boy” build since I’ve done nothing but manual labor since high school.

Most nights go something like this, put the baby to bed, get stoned and fool around while some BBC nature documentary plays on Netflix in the background. Tonight was going to go differently, her mom took the baby for the night so we had the house to ourselves and no responsibilities the next day.

We sent dirty pictures back and forth and texted each other fantasies we wanted fulfilled. I texted her that I wanted her to take the reins tonight, that I love when she gets bossy with me in bed. She responded with 5 words “Done. I’ll see you tonight.” That was her last text before she went to work.