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I hypnotized my sister to be oblivious while I fucked her – PART 2 [INCEST] [DUBIOUS] [UNAWARE]

[Link to part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tsym1q/i_hypnotized_my_sister_to_be_oblivious_while_i/)

I had made out with a few girls before. Mary, Alana, Phoebe, that one girl I had a one-night stand with.

I loved the one-nighter the most. I couldn’t remember the woman’s name, but she had possessed curves my ex-girlfriends didn’t, and her lips tasted sweet as cake.

Lina’s lips made the one-night stand obsolete. Sad, almost.

Holy fuck, her lips felt divine. They were soft, plump, wet, and best of all, they tasted like fucking peaches.

How the fuck can she taste this good? Was my dream woman living under my nose the whole time?

And this was just her lips. I almost came thinking about how her pussy might feel.

I was aggressive with her. All thoughts about how wrong it was to kiss her, how disgusting it was to take advantage of her in this situation… all those were washed away as pleasure ripped through me.

I tackled her mouth and pushed her against the pillows as I sucked hard on her upper lips, then her bottom. Her fruitiness exploded in my taste buds, making me moan from how addicting she tasted. Read more »

Welcome Home Part 1/2 [Maledom, femswitch, malesub]

[Pet Play] [Chastity] [Cuckold] [Mfm] [Switching] [Blowjob] [Spit] [Creampie]

I chuckled, hearing pup whimper on the other side of the door. Surely he was eager and hoping I’d let him out.

“Oh hush, Luc,” I call out to him, trying not to laugh too loud. Poor little thing. So neglected…

“I’m coming, I’m coming… Needy little thing.” I mutter to myself as a grin splits my face.

I slip the key into the lock and turn it, drawing it out just for the drama. I really oughtn’t tease him like this… But damn if he wasn’t cuter the more desperate he got.

I open the door slowly, but it doesn’t save me from being nearly tackled by the 6’2, scrawny boy who launched himself at me. Never mind him being three years older than me, I could never see him as anything more than a good little boy. A sweet little pet.

I laugh, partially from relief of not falling on my ass.

“You know, pup. We really should train that jumping habit out of you…”

I pet his hair affectionately. The grin on my face hasn’t budged, and my heart picks up a beat at the way he nuzzles my thighs. My voice softens, filled with love. Read more »

The Betrayal [MF]

It’s my wedding day. I’m sitting in my dressing room, all dolled up, in a few minutes the ceremony starts and I have to go down the aisle. I’m a nervous wreck right now, that half bottle of wine didn’t help me calm down, not even a little bit. I’m struggling with the insecurity, the ‘what if…’ questions, the fear of missing out.

The sound of the door opening pulls me back from my thoughts. You step in, your eyes taking in my whole body. I’ve known you as long as I’ve known my fiancé, you two were inseparable best friends since childhood. But the look in your eyes wasn’t something I’ve ever seen from you. That hunger, that pure lust made my stomach drop and I felt the same lust wash over me, making my body aching to be satisfied.

You don’t even bother to close the door properly behind you, without a word you cross the small room, grabbing my throat and kissing me agressively, forcing your tongue in my mouth, biting my lower lip. Read more »

An Uber Home

Hey guys. I’m new to this, let me know you think, and if you’d be interested in a part 2.

A short sigh of frustration escaped her lips as Addy sat into the back seat of an uber, closed the door, and adjusted a short black skirt beneath her. “Heading home miss?” The driver asked. “unfortunately..” she replied. The driver gave her a soft empathetic smile through the rear view mirror and pulled away from the curb. She hadn’t planned on leaving alone, but her husbands behavior at the bar was inexcusable. What intended to be a couples night out with friends quickly turned into an uncomfortable and insulting evening. As she starred out the window into the dark, although busy, streets. Anger welled up within her as she decided how to approach the situation with her husband once he came home. “Why can’t men just keep it in their, pants?” She interrogated fiercely, startling the driver. “I uh.. I’m not sure what to tell you miss.” He hesitated. She sighed again, “I’m sorry, I’m just… I don’t mean to take it out on you.” Again, he offered a broken smile through the rear view mirror and briefly caught her eyes. The street lamps periodically illuminated Addy’s face, catching the drivers interest immediately. Long brown hair, framed a lightly glittered and narrow face. Deep hazel eyes contrasted a fair complexion with beautiful natural make up. Read more »

Ten feet under (Cardiophilia, BDSM, electro play) [Commission]

The door creaks when she opens it. Sometimes she thought he let the doors rust on purpose, to give it a sinister touch. Part of the protocol, of his foreplay. She would never fully understand that man. His hands stuffed in the pockets of the white lab coat, the stethoscope hanging from his neck with that serious air, his black eyes did not shine behind the crystal of his glasses. Dark lust and condescension in that unintelligible expression, she wasn’t allowed to hesitate or back down.

He holds out his hand, the long, thin phalanges pointing toward the white leather-lined stretcher. Handcuffs on her wrists would be exciting, it wouldn’t be the first time he had requested it; In this white-tiled room that had seen all the consensual abuse, between the four underground walls, in this man’s basement, which perfectly mimicked his professional zone… Joelle couldn’t understand the importance of protocol. That was his way, his modus operandi… she wasn’t allowed to question either. Descending into the dungeons of his home was an unspoken agreement between the two of them, in which she became a guinea pig with no chance to protest; her screams wouldn’t be heard ten meters under the ground, lost and intertwined between the violins and the romantic opera voices that composed the ideal melodies for those lunatic ears. Habanera played with lukewarm intensity in the cold air, it doesn’t take long for Joelle to be sucked into that time and space of dreams. Read more »

Stacy Dresses Up Part 2 – The Uber Ride [MF][Cons][Fingering][Female Orgasm][Exhib][Uber][Fishnets][Tight Dress][Seduction][Tease][Burlesque]

If you want to jump directly to the the sex scene, [you can find it here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tqdcb9/he_brings_her_to_orgasm_on_their_uber_ride/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3). :-)

“Honey! What time did you say the Uber would be here?” Joe called down the hall.

“In about 10 minutes,” Stacy replied from the bedroom.

“OK, I’ll start locking up. Please let me know when you’re ready to leave the apartment.”

Joe made one last circuit around the apartment to make sure he hadn’t missed anything before heading out for the night. As he was pulling on his jacket, he heard Stacy emerge from the bedroom. He turned his head to look at her, and his jaw dropped.

Stacy was wearing an off-the-shoulder black dress. The tight-fitting bodice lifted her breasts, presenting the perfect amount of mouth-watering cleavage. The dress hugged her hourglass figure over her waist and hips, running smoothly down her thighs to just below her knees.

The most tantalizing feature of this gorgeous garment, however, was a slit running from the hem of the skirt up the middle of the front to mid-way up her shapely fishnet-clad thighs. Yes, beneath this dream of a dress she was wearing fishnet tights which encased her shapely legs all the way down to the three inch strappy heels. Read more »

Ok so this is a story of the time I cheated..

This was about 5 years ago, I was still fluid at the time and only a few people in my circle were aware, and one of those was a women I worked with called Emma. She was married to a guy on my team so I knew her casually mainly until she was seconded on my team, & we always got on well but working close with her seemed to awaken some chemistry between us..
so one night after we’d had a tough week I texted her a gentle little “have a glass of red and enjoy your weekend” which became a little regular chat over the next couple days, it very quickly turned flirty, we talked about turn ons and kinks and she was very open so I told her I was fluid and she seemed so interested.. to my relief. We would talk about all sorts of things like wanting to go out in a new city and both pull a couple of men to fuck I’m out hotel.. and we’d talk through the whole thing from teasing the guys by dancing seductively together in the club to blowing them in the toilets to getting railed and swapping back at out hotel.. it was so hot. Read more »

Alice Needs a Getaway [MF]

This will probably be a mukti-part series as well. Thanks for reading!

Warning: CNC elements and rough but mutual sex.

Picture message received from Alice. Screenshot.

“Hey, girl. I have a favor to ask.”

“What’s up?”

“I have had a really rough week. I don’t want to unload all of it on you. But I need a break. I need my mind to shut down for a bit. Can I borrow Nick for the weekend?”

“I missed you too.”

“I know. It’s a pretty big favor. Please?”

“You will have to ask him yourself. But it’s fine with me. But you do owe me one.”

“Oh, thank you, baby. And a very big one.”

Well then. My day just got interesting. So I asked her what she wanted. She just told me she needed to be able to stop thinking. However I wanted to do that. She told me where her spare key was to her house and when she would get off work. And we set a safe-word.

I started planning. I talked with Amy for a bit, coming to a few agreements and packed a weekend bag and went to Alice’s house. Read more »