An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 15 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 14 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Fifteen

Mirja spent the next three days trying to cram in as many hours as possible reading the book Sigrid had brought her. She had questioned the Sister about how in the seventh she had been able to get access to the restricted section of the Library, but the woman had been as silent as a Scriptomancer in training. Finally, Mirja had given up and Sigrid had left to do whatever it was she was doing at night while Mirja was normally sleeping. She didn’t have time for that now, so she drew a little extra from Jarl’s bond to stay awake all through the night.

“Mirja,” Mistress Lorelee’s voice came sharply. “Are you sleeping?”

Mirja opened her eyes and looked up at the Mistress. Next to her she could see a few of the other girls smiling.

“No,” Mirja said shaking her head. “I was just contemplating.”

“Next time you … contemplate,” Lorelee said. “I would suggest that you avoid snoring.”

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 15 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 14 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Fifteen

Mirja spent the next three days trying to cram in as many hours as possible reading the book Sigrid had brought her. She had questioned the Sister about how in the seventh she had been able to get access to the restricted section of the Library, but the woman had been as silent as a Scriptomancer in training. Finally, Mirja had given up and Sigrid had left to do whatever it was she was doing at night while Mirja was normally sleeping. She didn’t have time for that now, so she drew a little extra from Jarl’s bond to stay awake all through the night.

“Mirja,” Mistress Lorelee’s voice came sharply. “Are you sleeping?”

Mirja opened her eyes and looked up at the Mistress. Next to her she could see a few of the other girls smiling.

“No,” Mirja said shaking her head. “I was just contemplating.”

“Next time you … contemplate,” Lorelee said. “I would suggest that you avoid snoring.”

[MF] That Night (daydream, fantasy, romance, bodyworship, oral)

One night we were having a nice conversation at my apartment. We sat on the couch and talked about our goals, hobbies, and silly topics that comes to mind. Topics turned into inside jokes and we giggle and laugh. We were having a wonder evening. The conversation steers towards sexual topics while we talked about what we desire and crave. We share what we look for in a relationship and what gets us off.
We look at eachother; we see our smiles slowly dissipate. Our eyes glance at eachother lips. We lean towards eachother hesitantly going for a kiss. we stopped and pulled back; the idea seemed slightly awkward. We just became friends and barely known eachother.
Realizing its getting late, you decided to leave. I walk you out and little did we know it was pouring outside. We were enjoying eachothers company to notice the rain. We decided it was best for you to sleep over. It felt strange but, having you sleep over was the best idea during moment. You slept on my bed as I slept on the couch. A few hours passes by. The rain sounded aggressive as the rain drops violently clashes against windows. I could barely sleep and the cold didn’t make it any better. I couldn’t stop thinking about our conversations revolving around sex. I try to avoid thinking about it whilst tossing and turning. The sound of the rain was a nice loud distraction. Hours passed and couldn’t get you off my mind. I felt anxious and impatient. Feeling the apartment get colder, I get up to check on you. The rooms were to dark to see. As my eyes adjusted, I grabbed spare blankets. heading towards the bedroom, I struggle to find my way.
little did I know, you plan to do the same. Our heads bump into eachother in the dark. We were startled by eachother presences. We stood in front of eachother awkwardly then shared a laugh. We felt relieved realizing we were looking for eachother in the dark. Our laughs quiet down and we felt the sensation of our warm breaths against eachother lips. Without hesitation, we kissed roughly. Your arms wrapped around my neck while I gently grabbed your waist.
We walked towards the couch as we roughly kissed. You bumped against the side of the couch letting out a soft moan from your mouth. Our bodies pressed against eachother and our tongues explore eachother mouths. The sound of our lips, hugging and smacking, echoed through out the dark apartment. We both sharply inhaled, catching our breaths. Our eyes open finding ourselves staring into eachother. We giggled at the fact we both wanted the same thing. Our foreheads pressed against eachother as we breath heavily. We paused while processing what is happening. Our body heat and breath warmed us from the cold. Filled with lust, our bodies moved on their own and resumed kissing.
I kiss the side of your mouth, reaching down your chin and neck. I hear you breathing heavily as you let out soft moans while exploring your neck. My tongue glides against your skin and caresses your neck. I gently turn you around facing the couch. Your head tilts to the side, leaving room for me to explore.
My hands rests on your warm waist. They explore under your top, towards your stomach. I feel your warmth as my hands moves up and down your stomach. I continue feeling you till I reach the sensation of your bra. Quickly, I reach behind your back to unfastened your bra. I slide it under your top and toss it to the side. I helped you take your top off and resume kissing your shoulders. You reach for my hands and guide them. Retracing its movements from waist, to stomach, and breast. Your breast felt warm and plumb while massaging them. The sensations of your nipples, hardening against my palm, has me more excited.
You reached down the hem of my shirt; you slowly struggle to lift it up. You spunned around and quickly helped me remove it. You toss it aside and began kissing my neck. Your kisses felt like rain drops against my skin. I embraced you as I feel your kisses descending downward. You explored my shoulder and chest. My hand caresses the back of your head. I begin to stroke your hair before closing my eyes. I notice your head moving back up my shoulder and neck. Your wet tongue slides across my skin. Looking down our mouths connects and resume kissing. I guide you around the couch. As I’m gently sitting you down, I find myself leaning towards you as we kiss.
you lie down and find myself on top of you. I work my way down kissing your breast.
I feel your hard nipple while kissing your left one and massaging your right. I look up at you, seeing if you’re enjoying yourself. My tongue wraps around your nipple after I lightly bite and pull. My lips hugs your nipple while my tongue flicks. Hearing your feedback, I work my way down your stomach. I help your pants off, along with your socks. My thumb rubs against the fabric of your panties; I rub the area over your cliterous. I hear you enjoying my touch as I tease you. I help you remove it, sliding it across your legs. I wrap my arms under and around your warm thighs and strap them over my shoulder.
Breathing against your cliterous I feel you slightly quiver. My tongue wraps and presses against it while looking up at you again. My lips begins to hug it. I kiss while caressing it with my wet tongue. I suck and lightly pull using my lips.
I massage your thighs in the processes. My hands move up your stomach and back down. Your hands reaches the back of my head and your fingers run through my hair.
My right fingers lightly pinches, pulls your cliterous while my mouth moves its way down. My tongue caresses around your folds. I can taste how damped while licking and suck on your lips. My tongue teases your entrance before slowly piercing. It explore around like a snake; it reaches deeper. My head moves back and fourth, using my tongue as a rod. As I pull back you push me towards you. I can feel your thighs and legs quiver. Your feet clenches as I resume sucking your cliterous. My index and middle fingers rubs up and down your folds before inserting it in. I arched my two fingers upwards and thrust them back and fourth. My fingers gradually pick up speed while I continue to suck. I feel your walls tighten around my fingers while thrusting back and fourth. Breathing was last thing on my mind as I continue to suck and lick your cliterous.
The sensation of your hands griping my hair felt thrilling. You begin to lose yourself as I pull back to breath. you pull me in closer with all your strength. Your back arches as I hear you moaning and breathing loudly. You can barely speak as you beg me not to stop. Your words stutters. I hear your voice straining as you shout. We stare into eachothers eyes. My erected cock twitches just by hearing and seeing your feedback. Your thighs tightens around my neck as you’re close to orgasming. You heavily breath and moan and then jolt back as you climaxed. I see you closing your eyes and struggle to keep your composure. Your body leans back against the couch.
The grip from your legs and fingers loosens up as you relax. I stand up and find myself sitting next to you. I gently place your head on my lap and my hands softly caresses your face. You feel them moving towards your forehead and stroke your hair. Seeing you in a state of peace makes me smile. My hands rests on your head while my thumb caresses your forehead.

Rent Comes Due (part 3)

Autumn is winding down; I do the haying, which is so mechanized it barely counts as farm work. I do a few friends’ fields, too — I owe them for some water they sent my way when the piping got screwed up last spring, after the messy thaw.

I spend some of that time thinking about your sexuality — the rape fetish, and desire to see other girls get pushed. I don’t expect to understand it, and I’m not all that worried about it But it’s not any kind of normal I’m familiar with, and just maybe I need a little more information.

I switch off the bailer, climb up into the cab of the harvester where it’s cool and quiet, and punch a phone number I haven’t looked up in while.

“Heinrich. This is a surprise. You finally decided you wanted some adult conversation?”

“I have Willis when I want that.”

“Ha, you still name your pigs Willis. You know the real Willis died of cancer two years ago, right? You don’t have to symbolically slaughter him every Christmas anymore.”

“Yeah, but it never gets old. Was his death painful?”

“Very.”

I hook up with a thiccc married MILF at an office Valentine’s Party [MF] 19/39 [cheating]

Cherry was my coworker at a nonprofit office job. (A Part time job for me during college.) She was 39 at the time, white, long black curly hair, very curvy, very thick, sexy tho. Rosie chubby cheeks. She was married but I never met the guy. She seemed happy being married. Her personality is hard to describe, quiet but not shy, not really out going, laid back, go with the flow. She could be a bitch, usually she was nice to me, if I did something to piss her off she would just roll her eyes. I got along good with her but she was never really on my radar. Just seemed too unlikely to consider sleeping with her, me being 19.

I would be resigning soon, as I was leaving for school the next fall, and had already got a new job offer in that town. I could work until classes started up (i was only part time online college at the moment). I would be leaving, and my awesome boss Len was going to throw me a “retirement party”. Two birds one stone because the date of the party would be the 14th of February, Valentine’s day. My manager, Len is truly an awesome boss, short Joe Pesci type guy, very funny. Car Salesman personality. Always on, aggressive type A.

Married cop [M] drop his load in my [F] office

I opened my phone to a text message from Brad last night. “I found a guy on the internet who offered to milk me and I’m halfway tempted to take him up on it.”

Brad (name changed) is a married cop, who has been messaging me on and off for years. Teasing me with the idea of meeting for coffee/bending me other the hood of his patrol car, and yet never actually pulling the figurative trigger.

While I’d written him off long ago as the quintessential tease, I still found myself intrigued by his dark, brooding nature and raw sexual energy, not to mention his beer can sized cock I saw in a photo some years back. He’s the kind of guy who revels in saying dirty, horrible things to me and then disappearing, which I’d grown to respect, knowing he was choosing to stay faithful. Normally I steer clear of married men, but I couldn’t resist playing his game.

“You’re switching teams on me, before I’ve even had the chance to fuck you?” I ask the former marine, as if the cop fantasy wasn’t enough.

“Let me come over,” he says.

Breaking in the office. Including her boss’s desk. [MF]

Jenni was without question the most sexually insatiable woman I’ve ever encountered. Day and night, she was as horny as a 15 year old boy. She loved all aspects of sex. I’ve never met a woman who enjoyed kissing and petting as much as she did. Never experienced anyone who craved giving and getting oral as much as her. And sex, holly shit… I thought all-night or all-weekend sexathons were just figures of speech, or shit people wrote about in crummy porn, but Jenni taught me otherwise. 4-6 times a day, day after day, were not uncommon. She just loved it and could never get enough.

I’ll start off by giving a bit of background. Jenni was my 4th partner and I had been coming off of a major heartbreak. I had been head over heels in love and was sure she was going to be my wife. It had taken me a full year to recover. I wasn’t sure I was ready for love again, but I wanted to at least put myself out there.

The first time I shared Cassie [fm]

It was Cassie and I’s first time at PlayHouseLV in Las Vegas. We decided to go on a Friday night, which allowed single men. It’s always been a fantasy of mine to see my Cassie get fucked while I sat back and watched. Cassie is 25, Latina, about 5’6 with gorgeous (and brand new) fake 32DDs, and a 44 inch ass. It goes without saying that I was confident my fantasy was going to be fulfilled.

Cassie and I have been dating since we were teens, and have always been adventurous. We’ve recorded ourselves having sex, had sex in public, had sex on webcam – now, we were dipping our toes into the swinging lifestyle. Thus, a weekend trip to Vegas was born, with PlayhouseLV as our destination.

Now that you’ve had some backstory, let’s dive into the good stuff. PlayhouseLV was filled on this hot August night with beautiful people both young and old. It also had a fair amount of single men. Cassie and I received a lot of attention. We talked to a few men without much success – my Cassie has a preference for big dicks, six-packs, and confidence. Eventually, we struck up a conversation with Robert. Robert was a 6’4, 225 pound brickhouse. More importantly, he was a gentleman. Him and Cassie quickly hit it off. Soon, more flirtatious behavior developed. Before I knew it, Cassie looked at me and said, “I think he’s the one. I want to fuck him.”

The most common sexual fantasy among Americans is a threesome [r/findingerotica]

The most common sexual fantasy among Americans is a threesome. The reasons why vary wildly; most cited is the desire for ‘novelty.’ Another reason is what one researcher calls ‘altruistic sex’: the desire to please your partner. Yet another is the fact that many individuals in long term monogamous relationships are bored. What are your thoughts on the subject?

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My Guilty Pleasure: The Parking Lot – MF, Incest, BS

A while ago I posted the first 3 chapters on this subreddit and now I’ve finally written the fourth part!

[https://ferotica.com/story/my-guilty-pleasure-the-parking-lot/](https://ferotica.com/story/my-guilty-pleasure-the-parking-lot/)

For those who haven’t read it yet, here is part one:

“”Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my Soul to keep,

If I should die before I ‘wake,

I pray the Lord my Soul to take.”

It was rather odd, but even now I as I was 19, mom still expected me to say my prayer every night. As soon as I was finished she kissed me on my forehead and left. Man, I just wish I could leave this place for once and for all but considering I was still studying and mom and dad paid for my study, I had no choice.

I grabbed my phone and opened the media player, in our household mom and dad turn off the wifi when it’s bedtime. So naturally I download some good porn whenever I do have wifi so I can masturbate at night. Mom would kill me if she figured out her good christian boy was watching porn. I put in my earbuds, clicked on a video and released my dick from my briefs.