The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 9 (MF) (Oral) (Vacation Sex)

The boss leads Anna outside and down a paved path. There are people all around. An occasional hat, pair of shorts, or thong scattered throughout but largely it is acres of bare flesh of all sizes and colors. As they walk a few people call out to him. He waves, exchanges pleasantries, and introduces Anna to a few people whose made up names she won’t remember. This is all so easy and familiar for him. Anna just hopes no one notices her wide eyes and blushing face.

When they reach the restaurant, he calls for a table for two. The restaurant is small, with tall tables and high chairs and low tables with padded booths. At one such booth sits a very fat, very bald man smoking a cigar while 6 women sit around the table, each one blonde, young, tan, and small breasted.

“Bill, you certainly have a type,” the boss calls out to the fat man as they pass by.

“A man should know what he likes,” the fat man calls back, laughing.

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Blonde cucks boyfriend [fantasy] [cheating][(f)mf]

So one of my biggest fantasies would be being the other guy to a girl secretly meeting her amd hearing how much better I’m than her boyfriend.
I’m in a new relationship with a great girl but somehow this fantasy keeps coming back to me.

I’m black and I love blondes. I have a loving and caring gf and hope that I can stay with my girl forever
Yet secretly I long that this fantasy can come through one day when we break up.

So how would it look like.

Amy the shy petite

I’m going out with my friends and I see this really hot blonde petite with long blonde and curly hair. She’s wearing a mini Black skirt with a white shirt. Her appearance was a little bit reserved and she was dancing a little bit awkwardly.

I approach her and with a simple hey would you like to dance.

She stares at me and stutters yes sure.

So after dancing for a while I ask for her name. Amy she says and we talk about our interests. She tells me she likes to stay at home and cuddle with her bf under a blanket. I tell her damn of course the hot blonde is taken.

A teaser’s payback [MF][NC][Impreg]

You wake up in what looks like a well-lit, fancy bedroom. The bed is huge, soft, the sheets’ touch is pleasant to your skin. But that’s where the pleasant feeling stops: you find yourself [tied to the bed’s posts](https://i.imgur.com/s2joDnD.jpg), spread-eagled, naked. In a house that is not yours and with no recollection how you got there. Or when. Or with whom. Your nips ache, they are hard as concrete. You don’t feel cold and the thought of being aroused in this situation is bothering you. Can it be? Tied? Naked? At the mercy of an unknown man, maybe men? In what will probably end in rape?? Oh yes, you understand now it can. All your dark fantasies coming to life at once: being used, abused, hopefully by an older man, bred! You feel your nips getting even harder and your pussy tingling…

You have no idea how long you were awake, but at some point, you hear steps getting closer to the door. You see the door handle turning and the door opening. You look, tense, to see who is coming through it, if it’s your captor or someone there to save you. Or maybe both: save you and make that rape fantasy a reality!

Play With stepmom

It is fun playing with stepmum [MF] [lift carry]

My stepmum was always „mum“ to me, and I never knew any other. She was in my eyes, the perfect woman. Tall, slender, dark haired and gentle in every way. We used to have days, weeks and months to ourselves, as dad was always gone on travel, and when he was home, his preference was at the here it is:

When I was a boy, my favorite comics were Conan the Barbarian and the Incredible Hulk. I liked them very much indeed, because they would inevitably save at least one lady in every comic, and they always were scantily clad, and likely over their shoulders, or in their arms. My fantasy developed as I saw these beautiful women carried like dolls by strong but gentle brutes, and I longed for the same.

One day, my mum and I were watching a movie together on the sofa as we ate popcorn. The movie was called “My Man Godfrey”. It was about a homeless chap who began working for a rich family.

Laundry day tomorrow [mf] [futa] [fantasy] [sleeping]

This is my first attempt at a nsfw story, so cut me some slack I guess.
Drachene, basically elves with dragon tails and scaly arms and legs. Fiore, fancy fantasy word for futa.

A soft winter breeze fills a spacious living  room, a pair sleeps against each other in a warm embrace. A young elven man and a drachene fiore lay together, both dressed in oversized hoodies with the elf wearing a green plaid boxers and the drachene wearing a loosely fit pair of pajama pants.

The drachene’s violet arms wrapped around the sleeping elf in a loving embrace. A T.V. sits in front of the quiet duo, still showing what the couple put on mere hours before they passed out.

The drachene unconsciously pulls the elf closer, leaving very little space between the pair, but not leaving them uncomfortable. Her mind filled with lewd dreams, the fiore’s legs and waist slowly shift, pulling her pink leaf pajamas down to her knees, revealing her growing member. She clasped her wrist and pulled the elf even closer, her tail wrapping around the man’s thigh. The drachene’s rigid shaft found itself right next to the elf’s soft rear. A soft “Hui” escaped the drachene’s lips, as her hips gyrated and her girth rubbed against the elf’s clothed cheeks.

The Parlor [FMM]

Chapter One

One evening I opened my husband’s laptop to look up a recipe. I had just entered “Re” when the search bar autopopulated an obscure subreddit for swingers. The url was obvious enough to cause my heart to suddenly drop. Our sex life was as vanilla as it could be. My husband had never hinted at an unfulfilled desire… let alone the suggestion of swinging.

I couldn’t help myself. I clicked through the url and found that this thread was more than just a casual discussion of swinging. Rather, the thread was a sophisticated coordination for an elaborate swingers’ party in a nearby Connecticut suburb known for its affluence. It didn’t take long to find my husband’s comment. His username was anything but creative.

Where my heart had dropped before, it now ached as I read his introduction and his desire to attend stag. I couldn’t bear to read any further and abruptly closed the screen before running off to the sink.

Shared by my bf and his hot friend – my first threesome [MFM]

I’ve been a long time lurker here and this lockdown got me thinking of all my own stories I had to share.

I’m Megan, I’m 33 years old and I’ve been with my husband James for about 8 years. We’re both quite active so generally quite fit (humble brag I know). About a year into our relationship, we’d been living together a few months and got talking about what it’d be like to open up our relationship. We had always been able to talk honestly together and of all the things we talked about, a threesome was what we we became most curious about.

It was James who initially brought up the idea of me being with another man. While he watched. At first I was kind of repulsed. It just kind of felt wrong. But then I found myself wondering…

Probably a week later he mentioned during some foreplay. This time I let him talk about it a bit more. The idea of him watching me play with another man’s cock, and playing with both of them at the same time. Sucking the other man. Letting him have all of me. It sounded taboo but so hot. As he ate my pussy, I got off thinking about him and another guy sharing me, using me. I never thought it would happen.

On Display [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

On Display

I should preface this fantasy with explaining the set up of my apartment building. It’s one of those super tall high rises, with a four story parking garage at the bottom. Floor to ceiling windows and balconies for every apartment. The building itself stands a bit a part from other buildings, so no one could get a view into an apartment from another building.

I live on the fifth floor, meaning my view is of the roof of the parking garage, and in theory I could climb over my balcony and walk around on the roof. In the time I’ve lived here, I’ve only seen someone on the roof a few times. Usually someone from maintenance cleaning up any trash that inevitably gets stuck up there. Due to this fact, and my tendencies not to care if any one sees, I masturbate openly all over my apartment, typically with the blinds up.

Now onto the fantasy…

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 21 [MF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 20 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Jarl looked up at his stepmother. No. Not stepmother any longer. Wife. She was his wife now. By the seventh, how he hated that. Her large breasts were bouncing up and down as she rode him. He did like her tits though. Reaching up and grabbed one in each hand and massaged them.

“Yes. Yes,” Else moaned. “Harder.”

Jorn pinched her nipples hard. She squirmed and moaned louder. Jarl sighed. It wasn’t any fun hurting her when she just enjoyed it. He didn’t mind pleasing women, quite the opposite, but with his stepmoth-. Wife. By the Gods. Wife. How hard should it be to remember that? With his *wife* it wasn’t true. If it hadn’t been for his cock being almost eternally rigid, a side effect from his work with the Mistresses, he doubted that he could even have performed with her at all.

“Are you done soon?” he sighed.