The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 2

That evening, Anna took his order to heart. She got home, kissed her husband deeply on the mouth, and upstairs with a bottle of wine to run a bath. The warm water felt incredibly therapeutic after the what her body had been through earlier in the day.

“I’ve fucked porn stars and princesses… I want to fuck you, Anna.” His words echoed in her head over and over. She shook her head in disbelief. Why would he pick her when he could have any woman he wants? Not that she should complain, she thought, her mind replaying how she had been fucked. A smile spread across her face as she dipped her hand under the water to touch herself. But even her own touch was too much for her ravaged womanhood. She let out a sigh, sipped her wine, and let the warm water work its magic on her many aching parts.

The next day she got dressed, tight black skirt, and a simple v-neck with a cardigan, 4-inch stiletto heels, and a necklace that hung deep into her ample cleavage. She made sure her makeup was perfect. She was no longer just dressing for work. She was dressing to impress. Quickly kissing her husband out of band she walked out the door, anxious to see her new office.

My virgin wi[f]e turned slut, Our 3rd meeting was full of surprises [cheating] [m]y turn to play

We had scheduled our 3rd meeting with Bob and Jill. My wife (Tina) and I had only had sex with each other until a drunk night together with our friends Bob and Jill ended with Tina discovering Bob’s huge cock. Our first two meetings ended with Tina and Bob having sex while Jill and I were basically left to watch and act as Bob and Tina’s toys as they felt fit.

I was hoping that in our next meeting that Jill and I would get to play and not just watch While I got really turned on seeing my wife cum like never before, I want in. I didn’t expect I would get to fuck Jill, but was hopeful that I would get to go down on her sexy body and maybe have her return the favor. Tina said she really wanted to be spitroasted and I was hopeful that Bob would allow her this wish.

[FM] I lost my anal virginity on prom night…and it was awesome

*Note: All the people in this story were 18 at the time of writing.*

On the few occasions that i’ve told this story to people, it always, undeniably, elicits a laugh. “You *what?*

“I lost my anal virginity on prom night,” I’ll repeat, laughing.

“I know, but…girl, you are brazen.”

Indeed, I am. And I was, even back that. That’s probably one of the reasons my ex, and my first-ever boyfriend—let’s call him Diego—as with me. We had *fun*, everywhere we went. Since we met in high school, we had to get creative about the places where fun was to be found. That meant parking the car at “our street,” or meeting at “our park” at night, or taking long hikes in a nearby nature preserve and hoping there wasn’t a family with toddlers rounding the corner or something much, much worse (luckily I hadn’t seen *Mindhunter* back then and wasn’t as outright paranoid as I am today).

Mentor and Mentee: Native American Exec Blackmailed Part. 1 [Oral][Free Use][Humiliation][MFF]

Rhonda marched down the hall of the thirty-sixth floor in her imposing black heels. She found no one manning the assistant’s desk for her boss Nick Coulson, VP of Research and Development for Spades International. Rhonda ratted her fingernails against the desk impatiently.

“Come in,” Nick shouted from his office. The door was open, but Rhonda couldn’t see him. She sighed and entered. Nick reclined behind his large oak desk, invited her to take a seat in front of him.

Rhonda Locklear, age 35, served as an executive directly under Nick. The Native American woman wore her black hair in a professional ponytail, and besides the heels wore a matching black pantsuit. Nick dragged his tongue across his front teeth, fishing for a way to start this conversation. He shuddered slightly.

“Everything okay sir?” asked Rhonda sternly. Nick waved his hand dismissively.

“Things will be fine. I’m sorry to call you up here a little awkwardly, but I had an item I needed to address with you. Confidential past these walls.”

Rhonda nodded affirming, crossing her muscular legs. “Where’s Ms. June at the moment?” she asked.

My 4 year affair continued. [M] 18 – [F] 36.

This is a continuation from where I left off. It contains the first time I cumed with Jenny and the first time inside her along with mutual and self-gratification.

So there we were, Jenny would be in my bed before work and we were fucking. Still, for whatever reason, I couldn’t manage to cum. No matter how long we would be fucking.

Nothing was said directly but I could tell that was getting to her. “I wonder why you can’t cum?” she would ask with a touch of disappointment. “You deserve to cum. I want to make you cum.”

But fair was fair, I wasn’t making her cum on the regular.

Whatever the issue was it was fun trying. In the meantime I took matters into my own hands, so to speak.

After fucking and I got her off as best I could. It was my turn.

I kissed her deeply and withdrew my cock and rolled next to her. Side by side we kissed. Her tender hand grabbed my cock and jerked it. I fondled her tight arse and pulled it closer so I could feel the heat from her pussy. We continued to kiss.

Sneaking Back [FM][cheating][anal][creampie]

The sun was setting and the sky was growing darker as Hellen raced through the suburbs. She hadn’t stopped thinking about the intensity of the experience of the night before. The threesome between her, her husband, and their friend Brian, had been something she had never even known she had wanted. After it happened she relished in the excitement, but something had been bothering her. The way Brian had looked at her, touched her, the thrill of her husband watching as he gave her pleasure, it was intoxicating.

When Brian texted her the very next day, she felt a tingle that she couldn’t deny. He asked her to come over that evening for some more fun, but this time, she would come alone.

As soon as Hellen arrived at Brian’s house, she felt her heart racing, and she hurried to his door. She had made sure to wear her sexiest denim mini skirt and a tight white t-shirt with no bra. Her dark hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and her makeup was subtle. She wanted to appear casual, but also seductive for her first night alone with him behind her husband’s back.

Taken Part Three

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I’m laying on the cold cement floor, my arms are throbbing from the restraints that have been on for what feels like forever and I can’t open my mouth or eyes due to the cum and piss covering them. It feels like I have been laying here for hours, they’re starting to dry. I hear the door open and footsteps coming towards me but they proceed past me. I hear water running. You untie next entirely and drag me to the bathtub and put me in. “Clean up and then we will go over a few things.”

Classroom Fuck-Circus [Mind-Control][Anal Toys][Free Use][Orgy][Humiliation]

In my senior year of high school, I stupidly enrolled in a “Writing the Essay” college prep course. The class was comprised of four guys, counting myself, and six girls, all of us seniors. Our teacher, Mrs. Floyd, droned on wearing a stupid grin about what to expect our freshman year and how important these skills would be. I paid a third of attention, my focus divided between ogling at my female classmates and tinkering at a certain device under my desk.

My step-father worked at the NSA, and always kept his work squirreled away upstairs. By happenstance, I went to look for a pen in his office and stumbled across documents pertaining to radical sound research. I took a picture of the papers on my phone and disappeared into my room. The analytics described a device that could subliminally message a massive group of people. Using my relatively strong computer skills, I devised a smaller device that would work on a select group of people, say ten, but with greater effects.

The Bosses Wife: Part Six [Busty] [Interracial] [MFF] [Straight] [Anal]

After the meeting with Tim, I came out of his office, no his work home. I had ever been in my whole life. It seemed like the board was invoking some old rule. They wanted to take all of my clients, a practice that hadn’t been used in many years.

It seemed I had also signed a paper that would allow them to do just that. Tim had told me his father had put the rule into play incase someone fell ill or was incapable of performing their duties for their clients. Since then, the board had twisted the rule into something they could do on a whim if they all voted on it.

I immediately when into attack mode. I knew they would have to call Nigel and Samuel, then they would want me to sit down with them, so they could tell me what was going to happen and when.

Juliet had a plan of attack, and the two of us stayed up most of the night and early into the morning, putting all of our ducks in the basket. If they wanted a fight, we were going to give them one.

The Heatwave Part 2 – Burning Up [FMMMMMM | Cheating | Gang Bang | Creampie | Submission]

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The last two weeks had gone by as a blur for Misty. Since that fateful day where Jason had come by to do electrical work; and her subsequent domination, her days have been filled with a mixture of anxiety and pure arousal. True to his word, Jason did call Misty the day after they first met, and she obediently went to his apartment. He used her as a toy for several hours, and once they were done she was sent on her way.

That wasn’t the only time they’ve met since, while her husband Taylor has been working additional hours late into the evening, Misty had gone out and met Jason in dark parking lots, dingy public bathrooms, and even to job sites he was working and gave him oral in the back of his van. Throughout her neighbourhood Misty was known as the perfect wife, being married for fifteen years and being outgoing within the community; nobody would have guessed she was living a double life as the personal sex slave to a muscular young man in his twenties, dominating her on almost a nightly basis.