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“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Three of eleven [MF. MMF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER THREE**

The LED sign in the main parking area at Oakmore Valley Resort read “Oakmore Welcomes the Regional Broadcasters Conference.”

The convention had already been in full swing when Tom Jacobs had arrived this morning. Nearly overwhelmed by the logistics of jumping into his new job with so little preparation, he was relieved to find that Amber Harvey, the resort’s events coordinator, had everything well in hand.

Tom was surprised that at just twenty-three years of age Amber was able to execute the responsibilities of that job with such confidence and efficiency. On a personal level, he was delighted that she was also a knock-out: tall and slender with long, shapely legs and silky auburn hair which tumbled down past her shoulders.

“Are you finding everything you need, Mister Jacobs?” Tom looked up from his desktop monitor to see Amber standing in the doorway of what now was his office.

“It’s a lot to take in all at once,” Tom replied. “I’d have liked to have had some kind of hand-off from Stewart. You’d think the man was running late for a space launch or something.” Read more »

My Dom is getting more stern with me, spanking, and an incredibly wet pussy

>Pre-note, skip if you want the juicy stuff:I have been in non-monogamous relationships since 2014. Am now 34, married, swinger and I like to write. Most of the stories are my experiences, wherever I can I’ll try to alter them to make them better. And maybe I get inspired to write about my fantasies.

**Setting**: I met a nice Dominant at a munch. It clicked and I had a very steamy afternoon with him, more about that here: [Rope and pain, exploring how kinky I am](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ilfx3c/rope_and_pain_exploring_how_kinky_i_am_fm_mild/)

This was the third time I went to his home and he’s getting more in his dominant role and starting to be more stern towards me.

He opens the door and I expect the usual greeting: A hug and just a swift kiss on my lips. Nope! He just leads me through the door with a slight smile and I feel a bit like an idiot for trying. I do not feel too bad about it, I’m feeling more comfortable around him and even dare to look him in his steel blue eyes. (I’m terribly shy) Read more »

This Feeling (part three-the end) [MFF threesome is all I’m giving away here.]

I don’t know what I was expecting when I walked her up to her dorm room, partying in the hallways, half-naked girls prancing around the halls, perhaps? But, what I saw was definitely not the expectation I had given how ridiculously sexual Victoria was. The halls were quiet, guys were lying in the floor studying, questions were being called out from one room to the next, girls with glasses and furrowed brows were sighing in exasperation and biting on pen caps.

Victoria stepped over and around them and no one even looked up as we made our way through the halls, “I thought you said your ex lived here too?” I asked as I looked around.

She nodded, “He does, he’s a few floors above me,” she said quietly, so as not to disturb anyone around us.

We traversed our way to her room and she pulled me inside rather than letting me go. Her roommate was holed up on her own bed, raven-black curls contrasted sharply with her, very naked, pearl-like skin. I averted my gaze from her soft tan nipples that sat just below the central swell of her breast. Victoria seemed oblivious to my discomfort at her roommate’s lack of attire as she started kissing me and guiding me over towards her bed. Read more »

Symbiosis | Chapter 1 | The Job | [FF] [OC]

**Credit: The following fictional story was inspired by u/lilliamber9. She gave me permission to use her post about her fantasy as writing prompt along with the use of her photos as images in the fictional story below. If you want to show her some love, please visit her page.**

*This story is fiction and although the likeliness of the female MC is based on a real person, no accounts of this story is true. The likeliness of other characters in the story are coincidental if any. Please do not harass u/lilliamber9 in regards to this story or the premise of the story.*

This story is posted on r/eroticliterature, r/literotica and r/sexystories (image links disabled due to subreddit rules. Visit the other subreddits if you want to see the visuals as well)

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###Chapter 1 – The Job

In Too Deep [FF] [MF] [Mind Control] [Free Use] [Body Writing] [Oral] [Non-Con]

**In Too Deep**

**Disclaimer: This story contains characters from my series, “My Best Friend’s Girlfriend,” but you do not need to read those earlier stories in order to enjoy or understand this story.**

Somebody grabs Sandra’s hand. She doesn’t look at his face. It doesn’t matter. He leads her back, past the stage, to one of the back rooms. Sandra doesn’t need his help. She knows the way better than him. She knows the way better than anyone.

He chooses the glass room. That’s fine. Sandra’s been there before. Her owner once brought Sandra’s favorite high school teacher to watch her there. Sandra wouldn’t be surprised if her parents showed up outside the glass door one day.

The room has two layers. There is the outer room, for spectators. The inner room has glass walls (or some durable plastic). There is a door into it, but you need the password to get in. There is a bed in the glass room and a chest full of toys. Men never went for the toys. Around the room are holes for the eager cocks of spectators hoping to get sucked. Sandra will suck them if they appear. At least four of them. Read more »

How a Hotwife behaves by day. Coffee and cream. [MF]

**Photos included to help…stimulate…your mind. They are of us, included here with her consent.**

Since Sam granted Aly and me permission to play without his being present, we’ve had no shortage of dates. Until March 2020, we were seeing each other three or four times every couple of weeks. Not solely for sex. We called them our “Day Dates” (*Daytes?*) and we got into a routine of visiting a nearby café to hang while we did work. Sometimes afterwards we’d head back to her place for some fun, which we often felt we deserved for getting off our asses and getting shit done.

It’d been a week since I saw Aly, when I woke up one morning in January. I was absolutely bouncing off the walls. I felt electric with anticipation. I arrived at their house to find that Sam had left the door unlocked for me as he’d left for work. I thought I’d find his wife still asleep, but she was awake, waiting. She was also naked beneath the covers. I climbed in and she worked me out of my shirt as we kissed each other for the first time in what seemed like several weeks. Then their dog woke up and started pacing either side of the bed. We took doggo outside and decided she’d better get dressed so we could head out. Be productive. Read more »

Symbiosis [FF] [MF] [Cheating] [Teasing] – Part 2

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**Credit: The following fictional story was inspired by u/lilliamber9. She gave me permission to use her post for material along with the use of her photos as images in the fictional story below. If you want to show her some love, please visit her page.**

*This story is fiction and although the likeliness of the female MC is based on a real person, no accounts of this story is true. The likeliness of other characters in the story are coincidental if any. Please do not harass u/lilliamber9 in regards to this story or the premise of the story.*

This story is posted on r/eroticliterature, r/literotica and r/sexystories (image links disabled due to subreddit rules)

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### Chapter 1 – The Job (continued)

Naughty Magic: Angie pt 2

I wake up with a start, the ritual jolting me awake like a bad dream. I’m in my bed, a little warmer than I’d like under my comforter. Looking around my dorm room I notice a few, subtle changes. My picture of… Bret? Brad? What was his name? His picture is gone, replaced by one with me and my roommate, Clair. Wait, was she my roommate before? A few different nick-nacks around, unsure of who they really belong to, but everything else seems the same? I shift under the heavy blanket, my naked body mildly dripping with perspiration from the heat, and uncertainty. My roommate stirs in her own bed, curly brown locks cascading around the pretty features of her face. I absentmindedly bring a hand between my legs, wrapping my soft fingers around the firm shaft under my covers. I stroke myself, thinking of her riding my thick cock, and I bite my lip in my arousal. My hand slides up and tickles at the sensitive skin just under the head of my cock, and I pause – breath caught in my chest. Read more »