collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
In the year 2023, due to declining populations in the country, President Joe Biden used his executive power to create what is now known as “The Roll Tide Proclamation” which allowed for men to intimate sex with a woman at anytime, with no repercussions as long as it was unprotected. All female birth control was also banned.
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A few years ago I had a friend suggest to me that I get out of my normal social circles and date people outside my league. I thought she was full of crap but I gave it a try and made some new friends outside my normal group. When I was in the fire academy, some people were idiot savants with rope – I was just an idiot. I can barely tie my shoes on a daily basis and I had a really rough time getting all my knots figured out. There are six I was required to know by state law and I had figured out maybe two of them.
That’s when Lisa offered to help me. I didn’t know this but Lisa is totally into rope. Like…..sexually. With her help I got all the state knots figured out and then some. She taught me how to tie up women and little did I know, WOMEN APPARENTLY LIKE THIS SORT OF THING! Like our mutual friend Amber. It’s been a few years since I started talking to Amber and I have been too shy to say anything other than hey and sup but recently things changed a bit. She’s always laughed at my jokes even though I didn’t think they were too funny she’s said over and over that she thinks I’m cute and I smile and think she’s being nice.
Of course. I finally find a prospect for the threesome I’ve wanted for a while now and it’s one of my employees. I can’t become involved with someone when I’m their boss, yet there I was finding myself much past involved. I was never a very confident flirt, but I guess there’s always exceptions. I felt like I *needed* this. I guess maybe I did. Either way it happened and honestly I don’t regret it at all.
I remember being introduced to the new guy at work ages ago. He was “new,” as in he had worked there before me and left for a while. I was annoyed at the pointless introduction. “Hey, come meet Derek.” Ugh. I said hi and wandered off to ignore the guy. I wasn’t interested in meeting new people. As a manager maybe I should have been a bit more friendly, but it just wasn’t my thing. Eventually, Derek and I ended up being friends though. Things were pretty simple between us. We gamed online after work sometimes. He gave me rides to work when needed. It was nice to have an easy friendship for once.
He gazes up at her as she burns. Irresistible. Impossible to look away.
Her fiery eyes stare at him, hungering for his hardened body. At once smooth and defined, rough and untempered.
The air burns around them as they reach for each other. Her hand touches his face and it sears her into his mind. His hand touches her hips and runs up her body, drawing sparks as it traces her curves. Finally, his fingers sink into the back of her neck and she is energised, leaping into his arms. Their lips lock and the flames on her head grow wilder and brighter. The air grows more turbulent, the twisting and turning of their lips, their tongues, their bodies, building a heated tornado of anticipation.
She throws him down and the ground itself shakes. Her knees weaken. She falls on top of him, her inner light dimmed for a moment. Rock cracks under her. He gasps.
She softens as his thrusts mould her, just as her searing heat blends into his rigid body. Flame; mountains rise within her. Fire; she melts into him. White Hot Light; nature groans and writhes with them as they build and build.
I’m a professor at a university. At 29, I’m a bit on the young side for that but I had some nice breaks in my research career. So here I am: upstanding, involved with students and constantly worried about the makeup of my future tenure committee. I’ve been teaching since I was an upperclassman in undergrad and I never would have thought of being inappropriate with a student. Until I met Lisa.
Lisa came to me in October ’15 to ask for a spot in my spring semester class because she wanted the course content on her transcripts before her graduation in May. I was immediately impressed by her go-getter attitude. Contrary to popular belief, most college students are not all that engaged with their academics. Mostly they’re doing what their parents told them to. I was also not blind to the fact that Lisa was gorgeous: just 21, 5’3″ and petite, with perky little B-cup-on-a-good-day breasts but surprisingly striking, shapely legs for someone her height. She had green-gray eyes, not emeralds at all, but still arresting. And her long brown hair was salary held up with barrettes or pushed back with a headband or ribbon. The other thing that caught my eye was that she was dressed to the nines in a purple vintage-looking A-line dress, tights and oxford pumps. If it seems like I noticed a lot about her clothes, well, that will be clear later.
This short story is part 2 of the Middle of Nowhere series. This is my first attempt at writing and releasing a story. All feedback, good, bad, insulting, and fun is welcome.
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Part 1 is here: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/7mqxrh/buzz_in_the_night_f/
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I stared at my phone for what could have been hours.
or seconds.
After skipping more than one beat, my heart exploded in a mad race, my head spinning slightly. I attacked the phone, trying to pry whatever information it knew from it… the number–not on file, no idea who it might be. The message was just a text. no status, no photo, no nothing.
“Had fun?”
Had someone been watching me all this time? Someone… who? Nobody lived nearby…
The phone buzzed twice.
“Still there?”
Suddenly, I felt a chill. Even the rain seemed to feel the sudden cold, falling slower, heavier. I dug myself a nest under my plump duvet. Was I warming myself up… or shielding myself from the prying eyes of god-knows-who?
I… wasn’t so sure.
Shivering, I reached for my phone, checked if the messages were still there–they were, of course–and without almost realizing what I was doing, I hit reply.
I moved to NYC recently after a breakup and was looking for something casual so I started using Tinder. After a few disappointingly vanilla dates and hook-ups I started talking to Paul. We agreed to meet for a drink in my neighborhood.
Paul was 6′, big brown eyes, lots of muscle (he’s in the Marines) and a huge goofy grin. My kind of guy. We had a couple of drinks and found out we are both from the DMV area. Clearly we were hitting it off so at the end of the night, he invited me back to his place.
Now to go back a little, his profile did mention he was into kinks. We hadn’t talked about it yet though but I was excited to see what he meant by that. In the uber back to his place, he put his hand on my thigh, high enough that his pinky occasionally brushed against my crotch when we hit some bumps. So I was already turned on by the time we got to his place.
His apartment was small studio with a big leather couch. We almost immediately started making out on his couch. His tongue moved in intricate patterns all over mine and I started to imagine how that tongue would feel on my body.
On New Year’s Eve, I was staying with this married couple Jill (32F) and Sam (34M). I’ve had threesomes with them multiple times in the past. I played with both the wife & husband. Jill liked watching her husband fuck me, and got off on the idea of him fucking me when she wasn’t in the room. Anyways, so my friend Mary (32F) hit me up on Facebook suggesting a 5way with Jill, Sam, and her fiancé Hunter (33M). We have done it once in the past, right before I moved. I was visiting for winter break and we wanted to get it in. Jill & Sam decided to plan it for after they put their kids to bed & after they should have been asleep for a while. So they set the time at 9 pm.
Anyways, so Mary and Hunter arrived with drinks and the five of us started out drinking and talking in the kitchen. We all flirted, but didn’t get into it immediately. I took (fully clothed) group photos with them and posted them on Snapchat. I got off on the fact that all my friends on Sc who saw these photos had no idea that I fucked everyone in the picture. Mary was wearing a top that cut out in the center & I told her I liked her top.. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I grabbed her boobs. Eventually, we made our way upstairs to Jill & Sam’s bedroom.
Obligatory disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
A little about me: I joined back in July, and I have been deactivating a couple throwaway accounts. This is actually my third account, and I plan on keeping this one. However, I recently had a scare when I noticed a group of residents from the vascular team eyeing me at work. I am not sure if the second year resident I hooked up with told about our Saturday night together. A little about me, I am a Filipina girl (I consider myself Asian, not Pacific Islander) in my late twenties with tan complexion, dark brown hair and eyes, slim and petite (5’6”), with a small but toned ass and perky brown breasts that love every attention. Actually, breast play alone can make me cum. I am an ICU registered nurse at an academic hospital, and I work with a lot of residents and medical students. It has been such a joy people watching/checking out the handsome men at work, and it is such a turn on that they are intelligent. Trust me, there are residents who are handsome but look like they are either hangover or stoned or sleepy. It is not attractive when they do not know what they are doing.