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Bi Hooker, Bye Crook Part 3 [MMF] [Blkmail] [Sextape]

It was the usual boring Monday for Helen. The reviled one had left customarily early with the usual lack of any attempt at communication. The house and time were her own to do as she pleased. So why did she feel like a prisoner in this multi-million dollar mansion? Time, she sighed reminding herself and routine, too much of both. She’d met a young, handsome, passionate politics major out to change the world and ended up with a jaded, right wing office robot, content to mete out the days in comfortable party anonymity, free to take on multiple meaningless corporate directorships that took him all round the country and out of her life.

The spark had died years ago but they were comfortable in their distanced marriage. Dinner and sex on special occasions only and they got on with their lives in their own way. Safe in the financial security that his position bestowed and the public image of a stable married family man. She knew he fucked around on his “business trips” and she screwed whoever she felt like when he was away. The unwritten rule was not to rub it in the others face. Read more »

Bi-Hooker, Bye Crook part 2 [Blackmail] [MM]

That brought a happy end to George’s latest Vegas trip. He’d paid Clarissa for their wonderful evening together. She’d seemed keen to leave following the sex, he’d half expected her to forget asking for the money! No such luck but it was the best grand he’d spent in a good long while. He’d returned home to the usual frostbitten reception. Joyless and suspicious wife, not the least bit interested in the details of his trip, nor in his amorous advances; situation normal. The weekend had passed as they usually did with any excuse to get the hell out of the house.

It was on Monday morning that life once again became interesting for George. He arrived at the office building at the usual time, zoned out with the routine of making his way from the car to the elevator. Looking but not seeing, the myriad of people on their way in and out of the always busy Federal building. This morning was a little different however, a tall, good looking blonde guy had fallen in step with him from out of nowhere and he gently murmured something inaudible causing George to stop and engage.

“I’m sorry? What?” Read more »

Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 5 [MMMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Aly had never been happier to be stressed out about exams. It meant she was finally getting back into the groove of being at school, and that her Spring Break drama was so far behind her that she actually had room in her thoughts to stress about things besides showing her tits to strangers and letting them cum all over her naked body.

“Aly, please. Let’s not pretend you didn’t ace that final,” teased Lena, Aly’s new friend from study group. To replace the sorority sisters who’d spurned her after her Spring Break sexcapade, Aly had returned to the type of people she was friends with in middle and high school – the smart kids who wore buttons downs, ballet flats and tight ponytails.

Even she had adopted the style this morning, donning a cute shift dress, cardigan and ballerina bun. Aly giggled.

“I mean, I think I did okay, but that doesn’t mean I’m not nervous still,” she said, sipping her iced latte. They were sitting at her favorite coffee shop just outside campus. They roasted the best espresso beans and, well, the barista/owner of the shop was absolutely gorgeous. His name was Ryan, and if Aly wasn’t mistaken, he gave her the eye every time she came in, but unfortunately, never spoke to her. *Just come and say hi already,* Aly groaned inwardly. Read more »

Revenge Is A (Naked Cumsoaked) B*tch, Part 3 [Mf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

Despite saying she’d visit Bryce, Summer didn’t show up at the office the next day. Evan smirked at his desk, listening to all his coworkers lament the fact that they didn’t get to see their “lunchtime sunshine.” Ugh. Their worship of Summer made him kind of nauseous but at the same time, it gave him an odd sense of pleasure because the girl they bowed down to bowed down to him.

With his footage of her dirty bachelorette night fling, Evan had Summer literally on her knees. He could tell her to do anything — maybe kneel under his desk and deep-throat his cock while he pretended to work. Or maybe sit on his lap and let him play with her pussy while he continued his online search of where to go on vacation.

Evan could do whatever the fuck he wanted to Summer.

But before that, he needed her to at least show up to the fucking office.

“Wait a goddamned second,” Evan muttered to himself, realizing his own sheer idiocy.

He had just blackmailed his boss into keeping him on the payroll. He had just blackmailed Summer yesterday into jerking him off topless. Why the fuck did he still think he needed to play by any sort of rules? Read more »

Bi-Hooker; Bye Crook [MMF][Blindfold][blkmail]

As taken from my blog: s.c.mauthor.kinky-blogging.com

Meet Kristoff and Clarissa. A stunning blonde couple relaxing and enjoying a late and light lunch, before the work planned for the evening ahead. Everything about this couple stands out. They’re both gorgeous specimens of health and beauty. Immaculately dressed, manicured, pedicured and both sporting real golden tans and brilliant white smiles.

Lets look first at Clarissa, mid twenties, athletic build, dressed and shoed in a chic Gucci evening dress ensemble; coloured subtle shades of deep red. No jewelry on slender fingers or bared collarbones. Just a simple and understated pair of diamond studs glinting out from the curled blonde locks. Prominent cheekbones are softened by full pouting lips but accentuated by large ice blue eyes, curled lashes and modelled brows. Very much dressed to kill but smiling and laughing at ease with her counterpart sat opposite.

Now Kristoff, the easiest way to describe him is “Viking in a business suit”. Well over 6 feet with the same curling blonde hair but not styled, just falling effortlessly and perfectly down his long strong neck, reaching out to his broad shoulders. Chiselled, hawk like features with piercing deep blue eyes. A strong and clean shaven jaw moves laconically as he swaps small talk. His hands are at odds with the clearly well toned body beneath the light grey business suit. Flawlessly manicured and soft with deft fingers where one would expect to see coarse fat digits. He’s never done a day’s manual labour in his life. Read more »

Riley – The Family Slut (Incest, Anal, MMF)

Riley – The Family Slut

By Ariel L’Amant

Prologue

Daddy had already left my room, but his sperm was still dripping from my pussy. I scraped a little bit of the white liquid onto my finger and smeared it on my tongue. It was still warm. I loved the taste of my Daddy’s cum. My heart was racing from the orgasm I had, but it was a close-call as well, because Mom decided she wanted a late night snack. Just after Daddy had unloaded inside me we heard her footsteps in the hall. I hated rushing, but the sneaking around was a lot of fun.

I pulled the covers over my naked body and just laid there for a while. The last thing I wanted was to run into Mom on my way to the bathroom, so I just played with the sticky cum against my pussy lips, enjoying the moment. The thought of drifting off to sleep came to mind, but my bedroom door creaked open again. This time it was my twin brother, Matthew.

“Riley, are you still awake?”

“Jesus Matt, don’t you know what time it is? What do you want?” Read more »

Don’t Flash Your Tits At Strangers, Part 1 [MMf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

It was stupid but simple: she wanted to fit in with her sorority. And they were in Malibu for break, so they pretty much knew nobody here – right?

Aly heaved a big sigh. It bounced her breasts and only made the crowd outside their window cheer louder. They were in the fancy, indoor pool that Hannah’s dad bought them access for, and there were a bunch of guys in their twenties and thirties outside, egging them on to flash their tits. From what Aly understood, they were rich and people her sorority wanted to impress.

Which was probably why everyone else had shed their tops by now except for Aly – who arguably, was the only one the men really wanted to see. All the girls in her chapter were cute and fit but Aly had the kind of body you saw in comic books, according to her stepbrother. She had beach blonde waves, boasted a pinched little waist and the most spectacularly round, firm breasts. Extraordinarily bouncy, they ranged from a large C to a small D – depending on the day. Her stepbrother said the best part were her nipples. Perfectly rosy and constantly hard. “Like strawberries and cream hard candies,” he said. Read more »

Revenge Is A (Naked Cumsoaked) B*tch [Mf] [blkmail] [huml] [reluc]

**This is Part Two**

*lol that prick fired you? that’s rich considering the dirt I just dug on him and his little miss america gold digger*

Evan stared at the text from his former coworker, Nick, who had recently transferred to the finance department. Having spent days wallowing in anger and self-pity, Evan finally sat up on the couch, kicking his empty can of beer aside to type a hasty reply.

*dude. What the fuck did you find out?*

***

God, he was getting hard just looking at the receipts.

*Note to self: Don’t ever be a dick to your employees,* Evan thought as he marveled over the fact that this information would’ve never been compiled if people didn’t hate Bryce and his spoiled fiancee so goddamned much. Long story short, Summer had recently gone on a vacation in Miami with her sisters, and they’d gone all out in terms of lodging, shopping, spa dates and clubbing, racking up a whopping $113,000 bill in four days.

All on the company’s dime.

Evan flashed his eyebrows. “What is this?” he asked as Nick brought up a video on his phone. Read more »

(M)y Big (F)at Gypsy-Mother Throatfuck

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2wzet4/my_big_fat_gypsy_titwank/

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xat2i/my_big_fat_gypsy_assfuck/

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2xprwf/my_big_fat_gypsys_sister_and_her_secret_sex/

Part 4:
“Tell your mother about me.” Those were my parting words the last time and, true to form, those good gypsy girls, Darla and her sister Della, did just as they were told.

Three hard raps on my office door signalled her arrival the very next morning. She wasn’t hanging around.

The door was open before I could respond. In strode a tall, slim woman in her late forties, dressed smartly like someone who set out that morning meaning business.

She wore a figure-hugging dress, cut short and well above the knee. The outfit exuded executive class. Not your typical Gypsy-Mother.

You would forgive me for thinking she bore no relation to her daughters, Darla and Della. She presented herself as a classy broad whereas the girls were all denim, hair-bands and gold jewellery.

Two things helped me to make an immediate connection between the woman in front of me and the women I had violated just yesterday. Read more »