collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
EDIT TO ADD NEW CHAPTERS AFTER POSITIVE FEEDBACK
[Hi all, this is my first attempt at something like this so I really appreciate the feedback, please DM me if this turned you on at all, would love to roleplay with a woman who takes Brooke’s roll]. Looking for contributors to help write the next 16 chapters in a planned 20 part series.
It was our [F26/M30] anniversary and so I was hoping the boyfriend would take me out. I hoped he’d planned something. If not, I’d make my own fun though and so I was getting dolled up. Five o’clock came and went and I was growing impatient. He could at least tell me he was going to be late. At 5:15 I heard the front door open and him talking with a familiar voice. Who was it though?
I went downstairs to meet them. Feeling a touch displeased and bratty I left my perky DD tits popping out of the tank top they were in while I was getting ready. A tight pair of booty shorts clung to my ass as well.
“Hi, babe. Who are you talking to?”
“Well perhaps I should be talking to you about those tits,” growled Ben.
“Don’t you like them?” I retorted as I began rubbing my hardening and very visible nipples.
“Very much so, and I think our guest will also enjoy them.”
“Hi Jen, how are you?” came a voice from behind me.
*This is all a fictional fantasy. Headcanon fantasies are different than real ones acted out. Don’t assault women thinking they’ll be into it. They won’t! Trust me. Enjoy reading and fantasizing, but don’t actually try this.*
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It had been happening all evening, to be honest.
Getting front and center in Plaza del Sol for Madrid’s New Year’s Eve means accepting a bit of groping. Especially when you and your friends are all in sexy little black dresses. There just wasn’t much between my body and the world.
It was a problem, but also a benefit. It was assault, after all. I didn’t consent to a one of them. It was disgusting, but also surprisingly arousing. Untold numbers of hands had felt me, and I couldn’t even assign a face to most of them.
The crowd pressed closer as midnight approached. The Coronavirus problem had kept us separated for so long; now everyone seemed to feel the need for connection, for contact. I had to hold tightly to Jeanne’s hand and I hoped she was doing the same to Marta. It would be impossible to find each other if we got separated.
I am looking for a writer who can Bring my fanfic Fantasy to Life. I know this is not a place to ask but I had been waiting for months to read an erotica written on my favorite celebrity. I am seeking pleasure.
My kinks( R@pe, intense throat fuck, cnc)
Going to a female massage therapist is more comfortable. I lift heavy and regularly in the gym, so I get work done every few weeks.
Today, I got my glutes done, which usually means I wear just a thong or g-string. I didn’t think, but I was wearing grey underwear.
I’ve gotten wet a few times when she’s massaged my hamstrings and glutes, although this time, I’m certain she noticed the wet patch, since I placed one knee higher with my foot pressing against my inner thigh.
I wouldn’t say I’m overly attracted to her, but her touch and me being in just my underwear and going through moderate pain makes me feel submissive. It builds fantasy while I have work done and I’ve fantasised about light BDSM scenarios.
You can’t fight how your body reacts when stimulated..
A follow on from my first story, Chris 40 is Sarah 25 manager. First chapter here [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zwntqm/the_beginning_mf_m40f25_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Chris woke in the morning his wife was still in bed when he got up to jump in the shower. As he washed himself his mind drifted to the meeting later today with Sarah, he found he was washing his cock a little more than normal. He leant back in the shower and thought of Sarah on her knees before him, taking him in her mouth. As Chris enjoyed the feeling of the hot shower and his hard cock he could feel that it wouldn’t be long before he orgasmed. All of a sudden there was a bang on the door “what are you doing in there,hurry up”. Chris was quickly pulled out of his fantasy world and straight back into reality. He quickly got out the shower shaved and threw his shirt and suit on, no tie and grabbed his work things to head out the door.
As Chris walked in the office he was equally excited and nervous. Was this all in his head, she can’t really like him, anyway he can’t do anything he is a manager what would HR say.
I’d always been very sexually submissive, and my wife had always loved pushing the boundaries sexually. Our sexual kinks began with small penis humiliation, and progressed to me eating her pussy in public and sometimes wearing panties. And I loved all of it! But recently my wife took my submissiveness and her boundary pushing to a new level.
She had decided that for the upcoming weekend that I was going to be her “complete sissy slut”. We were laying in bed when she told me. She had just finished riding my face, and her pussy juice was still running down my face and my little dick was so hard it hurt.
She started to rub my freshly shave ball sack as she explained more. “This weekend you will be my sissy sex slave”, her hand on my balls felt so good and I was already feeling submissive after the face sitting that all I could do was groan, “yes”. “This weekend, you will call me ‘mommy”, she replied, “is that understood?” “Yes mommy”, she said as her hand smashed my little dick into me. As she covered and smashed my dick her hand was still able to grab my balls causing me to yelp in pain. Her rubbing my dick so aggressively was a little concerning but also made me feel even more submissively horny.
It was the last day of December and Emma was the only one at the office. All of her colleagues had taken the week off for the holidays, but someone had to be present, just in case of an emergency.
Emma didn’t mind, she had no plans on the days between the holidays and she’d be home in time today to celebrate the new year. She’d also earn a hefty bonus for volunteering to work this week, not that there was a lot of work to do.
Most of these lonely days at the office, Emma kept herself busy by reading a book she’d brought, watching movies on her laptop and if she did any real work, it was updating the office computers to their latest software.
Like previous years, no real emergencies occurred and by the end of the week, Emma was quite bored as she wandered through the main office room. It was a large open area shared with her colleagues. She had already spent her time cleaning up everyone’s desk, watering their plants and snooping through their belongings.
There was one place she hadn’t been yet however, her boss’ office across the hall.
Previous years her boss had often come by the office to see if anything needed to be done, but this year it seems he’d finally began to trust that Emma could handle things on her own. He hadn’t shown up once.
This had given Emma the opportunity to snoop through her boss’ office for once, but she had resisted the urge thus far. Today was the last day however, her last chance. So shortly after her lunch alone, when she could not think of anything else to do, she made her way to her boss’ office.
Just to clean a bit and water her plants, she told herself. But her main reason was to snoop around.
My wife, Alessia and I have been married for seven years. Our sex life is great, but now, in our early thirties, I have gotten into the idea of her showing off her body. At first, she was reluctant to agree to the outfits I would request, but over the years, she has opened up more sexually and her body has blossomed as a result of her efforts in the gym. She has grown more confident and willing to display her hard work.
She started off by leaving her bra at home when we go out. The looks and attention that she got allowed her to enjoy the exhibitionism and it would always leave me incredibly aroused. She used to be self-conscious about her 34D boobs and how vulgar they looked without a bra. Her nipples always stand out when she wears a tight shirt which ultimately is what drove all the looks and attention she would get.
Over time she grew bolder in what she would wear and she started getting into the exhibitionism, making sure her nipples would slip out or show in the right angle.
**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**
**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**
**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**
*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*
**DISCLAIMERS**
In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.
This is more PORN than PLOT.
All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
**FETISHES / WARNINGS**
-Non-con
-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism
-Incest
-Bondage
-Butt plugs/ anal
-Food fetish
-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat
-Breast milk
-Squirt
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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree (part 2)**