Naked project day 2 saved by the bell end NSFW

Samantha clutched her stomach as she walked in line towards the gym with the rest of her class.

She was still fuming at the college asshole, mr Gregory, for stopping her using the bathroom before class because of her recent tardiness,
marching her towards her lesson her stomach growling for relief all the way there.

“Hey you ok Sam?” Richard whispered from behind her, snapping her out of her fantasy of kicking Gregory’s ass, the line was so packed she could feel his half hard dick rubbing against her leg as she bent double again trying not to shit.

“Get me outta here” She whispered desperately, her grip on her ass slipping letting out a small fart.

“Ok” he said he said eventually his eyes looking at the line of students in front of him before spotting the one he wanted.

“get ready to run” he whispered before subtlety sticking his foot out in front of the girl in front of them, making her fall head first onto mr Mathews, both landing on the floor in a heap of tits and limbs, the rest of the class crowding round to help them up.

Response to a Redditor [MF] [Erotic Pen Pals] [Age Gap] [Daddy]

**Date:** May 15, 2020, 11:00 PM

**Location:** Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

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***Dear*** u/cleopatrascunt,

A simple thank you seems incredibly inadequate after reading your [powerful letter](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ggo5il/erotic_letter_to_a_redditor_1_hopefully_of_many/), but I’m struggling to find a better response. I’m in Vancouver this week, attending a retreat for our senior executives. I’m chuckling right now because your letter arrived at a less than opportune moment. You couldn’t have known, and I’m to blame for not having any restraint. I should have waited until I was alone to read your latest post, rather than savoring your powerfully erotic words in a ballroom filled with 75 global colleagues. Oh well. Fortunately I’ve been able to enjoy your work in private a few times since.My life has been quite stressful of late. I’ve come to this erotic fiction forum to find an escape. I’m delightfully stunned to have found someone who wants to escape with me. I hope this world of fantasy is one we can continue to explore together.

[MF] Return of Sud: Part 2

This is where we were. I was standing in front of a kneeling Sud. Her hair was open. All she had on was the black silk stockings and the stilettos. There was a wide expanse of naked flesh with nothing on it. There was the leather collar and the chain. Sud waited for my move. She was looking up at me. Her nipples were erect in arousal. I tugged on the chain twice.

Me: Remove my pants.

Sud unbuckled my pants and peeled them off slowly. I helped her by raising my leg alternatively. My boner was at its full glory. All the anticipation, watching Red with Sud, making out in the kitchen and then watching her turn into my little pet – I didn’t need any more impulse. The head of my cock was well beyond peeking out of my underwear.

Sud saw it and proceeded to pull my underwear down. She hissed loudly as my cock now stood erect pointing at her. The moment she took off the underwear, she lunged at my cock making another hiss. I tugged on her chain to stop her. She was puzzled and in angst. She wanted it.

Stuck and Fucked (FemDom)

One tyre change, and a few scratch repairs. Austin looked up at the blue sky and nodded to himself; the job should be over pretty quick and then it was on to the beer garden to celebrate the long weekend properly – early finishes were one of the many perks of being your own boss.

Austin’s clientele were all wealthy, and almost all of them were regulars. He was struggling for appointments, but when this guy had phoned up about his Range Rover and offered to pay double, it wasn’t an offer to be refused. Now there was just the added pressure to seriously impress.

The superficial scratches were gone in a blink after a bit of TLC and remover, but still unsatisfied that his customer would be impressed (the rich folk never are) Austin pulled out the wax.

Quite quickly he realised it wasn’t his wisest decision considering the beating sun, and five minutes into his quest to have the car shining brighter than a diamond Austin was sweating.

[MF] I paid her $15 for a blowjob

So, this was a fantasy my partner brought up. We had a super horny drive where we fooled around and made each other super horny.

On the way back, we picked this one fantasy to implement. We drove to this place by the beach, where I’d known hookers hung out in the past. We parked. I paid her, and then she was mine to use. I touch her tits, grabbed her face, and pulled her towards her rightful place – my cock.

I was super hot from the drive, and it didn’t take long for me to explode in her mouth. At first she didn’t want me to, because we didn’t have water around, and she only wants me to cum in her face if she can wash the taste later. But I had paid for her, and took what was mine now. We both had a good time.

Then, as we were cleaning up – a hooker opened the car door and told us “not to do this here”. It appears the place was filled with actual hookers … I had no idea. When quickly closed the door, locked up, and drove somewhere nearby, where my partner reached her orgasm, riding me. It was a night to remember.

[M]y [F]irst and only time cheating, and my gf was in the house.

This is one story that I don’t often share. In this story, I am not a good guy, I did not make good decisions, and I had a lot of fun.

I was in my senior year of high school when this story takes place. I went to high school in a rich suburban area and most of the attractive girls were either athletes, stoners, or drinkers, or some combination of the three. My girlfriend who I had been dating for 3 years was all 3. At this point she was blonde, huge tits that she had breast reduction on, but still D’s for sure, a little chubby and not that great of an ass (not that wide of hips). She carried herself in a very “pop-punk” stoner girl way, but really she was pretty basic and it led us to break up some years later.

I am a 5’8 boy with long black hair that is always messy, chubby from getting home from school and smoking away my life.

Due to my school being full of rich and snobby kids, me and my group of friends were not really popular. We were the type of kids the cool kids bought there drugs from.

The Work Trip Predicament [M/F] – Part 3

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g03wpw/the_work_trip_predicament_mf/) – Part 2 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gg2uii/the_work_trip_predicament_mf_part_2/)

They hurried downstairs with their bags, Alina hadn’t had much time to sort herself out, so quickly rummaged through her bag in the elevator down, trying to find some tights as none had been provided. Whilst she had certainly worn some the other day, she couldn’t find them now in her bag. Most of her belongings were there, including her laptop, work papers and toiletries, but her underwear, tights and more conservative clothes were missing. The sick bastards didn’t want her changing. She felt uncomfortable baring her legs, usually dressing more conservatively at work. She shoved everything back in her bag, and blushed as she stepped into the blue high heels.

Looking in the elevator mirror, she barely recognised herself, but she really did look excellent. The sheer dark fabric suited her and was undoubtedly expensive, potentially designer. Despite rushing out of bed, her hair wasn’t too wild, and with a dash of lipstick she would look really quite professional. Mike on the other hand looked a little disheveled and seemed to have noticed. Whilst she had been rummaging around, he had been tucking in his shirt and tidying his hair. He was also wearing a new suit, it was a pale grey-blue and it really suited him, a flattering cut that sat well on his square shoulders. It was perhaps the best dressed she had ever seen him, and her heart fluttered a little as he buttoned his shirt cuff and smoothed his suit jacket over his torso.

A couple fantasizes about a friend [MF]

The weekend had begun. For Arun, that usually meant a house party with his close friends. But this particular week, each and every one of his friends were either out of town or were too busy to meet. But Arun wasn’t complaining. Because he could spend quality time with live-in girlfriend which on a Friday night usually led to sex. Arun was already very horny, so this was just perfect.

“Let us watch a movie.” Preethi shouted from the back. She had just finished a long shower.

Arun cursed under his breath. A movie at this time meant both of them would be too tired for sex by the time it ended and they would end up sleeping. Arun was about to complain but then Preethi emerged from behind.

Preethi stood in front of him, her head tilted on the side. She was drying her curly hair with a towel. She wore no makeup, But her round face was radiant as ever. Her comfortable baggy pajamas and t-shirt couldn’t hide her curvy body. They has been dating for a year and living together for 6 months. Her presence always had a calming effect on Anil. She was just perfect for him.

What’s My Job? 2 [affair]

The next few days, Bill wracked his brain, trying to figure out how he was going to “work for it.” He decided he would send her flowers to her apartment. It was a Thursday and she was not subbing that day. Olivia got her flowers and read the note with them:

‘Not sure what I’m doing or why, but I’m giving it a shot. Will’

Olivia smiled. She took a picture and sent it to him saying ‘It’s a good start. ;)’

Bill read his text and gave a small smile.

‘Btw. I like the nickname.’

During Thanksgiving break, Bill texted her.

‘I’m going to a conference next week in the cities. Would you like to come?’ he asked.

‘But the school is paying for it and there will be other administrators there,’ texted Olivia. ‘Isn’t it kind of risky?’

‘Yeah, but there’s no other admin from our school and no one will know you’re here with me.’ he replied.

‘Am I going to be hiding out in the room?’ asked Olivia.

‘No….you don’t have to.’

‘Are you sure it’s not too risky for the first time?’

Storm Child part 18

When Mitchell and I disengaged ourselves from the lust fueled body of Sierra, we flopped down in a tangle of arms and legs. I saw that everybody had been drinking their fill of the spectacular sight, and everyone cuddled in with us.

Sierra blushed a bright red, as she whispered, “Oh my god, I didn’t think I’d be so loud. I must have sounded like some kind of sex pervert!”

Maya made her way in, and holding Sierra close, she cooed, “Nothing of the sort. Fantasy really gets the juices rolling, one of my friends told me she needs a rape fantasy every time, to make her cum. Just because you use it as a fantasy, doesn’t mean you want it to come true. A fantasy helps you control the action, and decide how far your mind wants to take it.”

That relieved Sierra, and she sighed with pleasure.

I noticed that I was still rock hard, damn, that Viagra really works well.

Jenna saw this, and cooed, “With daddy still so hard, let me show you my fantasy!”