Tag: G-spot

Being Watched [BJ][Fingering][Voyeur] PT3

[PT1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hxznhe/being_watched_solovoyeur_pt1/) [PT2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i01bdk/being_watched_mutual_masturbationvoyeur_pt2/)

I wake up and go about that regular “adulting” on a Saturday. Around midday my phone goes off and its Jane.

“Hey, Tim. Hope you are ok ?”

“lol Hey Jane, and yeah right now :P I am,” I think and start with another “Hey, do you want to meet up? Grab some coffee and walk around the park?”

“I was just going to ask you the same thing, and YES, meet at 30mins at the coffee house?”

“You bet I will meet you then.”

So I start getting ready and peer out my window to see if I can see my own “guest watchers.” Without much thought, I go about getting prepared to meet up with Jane.

As I walk around the corner, I already see Jane, in a sundress, almost see-through, OMG, HOT.

I approach and almost stutter as I opened my mouth to speak but was able to hold that composure.

“Hey Jane, wow, you + that sundress = gorgeous. Either I’m overdressed or underdressed.” Read more »

The Heatwave Part 3 – Date Night [FINAL | MMF | Cheating | Cuckold | Creampie | Public]

[Read Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hw5jpk/heatwave_mf_cheating_xpost_from_reroticliterature/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Read Part 2 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hzezxk/the_heatwave_part_2_burning_up_fmmmmmm_cheating/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Misty felt an excitement in her chest she hadn’t felt in years. Putting on her sexiest dress and makeup, she had planned to make date night special. Tonight was the first night that Misty and her husband Taylor had off together in months. Coming into the tail end of summer, the pair wanted to enjoy a nice dinner together one more time before the cool fall weather came.

The end of summer marked a second event in Misty’s life. The last two months have been a whirlwind of passion for Misty, as she had been having an affair with Jason, an electrician she had met during the hottest day of the year. He had seduced her the day he fixed their homes air conditioning system, and since Misty didn’t have the money to pay for his services, she became his personal toy. Over the following months, they met almost every other day; whenever Jason was in the mood he would text Misty and she would come running like an obedient puppy. Read more »

Lynn’s Dungeon Adventure- Roleplayer is shown how sexy the dungeon can become with horny monsters. Part 2

Athylla soon finds the bedroll and pack that belonged to the orc. She finds a green potion that she realizes is a potion of lust reduction and pockets it. Then she takes the dilknife and puts it in a sheath on her leg. The small plug she slips into her pack wondering what use it might have. She takes a last look around the cave and then heads out the down the passageway in the far wall dilsword in one hand and a torch in the other. She continues down the passageway and then it open up into another cave with a small pond in the middle of it. The torch doesn’t light all the way to the walls as she starts into the room. She sees a small pack next to a bedroll next to the pond. She walks over and starts to bend over and look in the pack but then realizes that there wouldn’t be a pack here without an owner. As she starts to turn she sees something come over her head from behind. As she tries to understand what it is the person behind her yanks it back seating the gag firmly in her mouth. Athylla drops the torch and starts to claw at the ball gag that is forcing her mouth open as she feels the strap pulled into the buckle behind her head and locking in place. Her eyes wild as she spins around already feel like she is having trouble breathing. The female thief is in a leather bikini that is set off with her blue harness and seven inch violet strapon that is bobbing slightly as she draws her two dildaggers. Athylla reaches behind her head trying to get to the buckle while watching the smaller woman. She says, “Oh honey it isn’t coming off until after the fight is over. It is part of its magic that and it will make you pant not letting you draw a deep breath until we are done.” While panting a bit already it wasn’t a problem yet but Athylla knew once she started to get aroused it would make the lust soar that much faster. Athylla stepped forward with a long slash across at the woman’s breasts. With a deft step she parries the blow wide with first one dildagger and then the other and then stepping in close swings in a counterattack. While it failed to hit Athylla’s breasts it caught her pack and pulls it open scattering the contents over the floor. Athylla turns swinging again high and the nimble thief ducks the shot and thrusts a dildagger at Athylla’s pussy. Athylla twists and the dildagger instead hits the base of her strapon. Athylla moans as she steps back batting the follow up attack away with her dilsword. Seeing the plug laying on the ground the thief picks it up as she advances on the retreating Athylla. Athylla feels the pleasure rising as she pants around the ball gag. She watches the thief pick up the plug as she says, “Oh I think we are going to stuff another of your holes with this. I bet you enjoy that don’t you?” Athylla having regained a bit of composure advances thrusting her dilsword for the thief’s mouth hoping to silence her with it. The thief sidesteps and then pulls on her arm pulling her forward and off balance. Athylla feels the dildagger thrust into her left breast right on the nipple and she feels her knees buckle slightly from the shock of pleasure. The thief jumps on Athylla’s back and Athylla falls face down to the ground. She manages to stay on her hands and knees panting like a dog on all fours as the thief is on her back legs wrapped around her stomach facing her ass. Athylla feels the legs squeezing as she tries to get enough air her pleasure almost overwhelming her. Then her ass feels the cool air of the dungeon and Athylla’s fogged mind tries to understand what is happening when she feels the plug pushed into her asshole with one hard push. The lust and pleasure is a mounting wave threatening to swamp her as she pants. Her strapon bobbing like a ship in a storm. She moans breasts heaving feeling so full from the plug now firmly seated in her ass. Read more »

I[F] was a free-use party prop [bondage] [D/s][group][spitroast]

I was tied up naked, gagged and suspended from the ceiling with my legs spread apart. My boyfriend invited his guy friends over for a casual party. There was beer pong, poker, football on tv, and snacks put out. And then there was me, off to the side by the wall just there, completely vulnerable and helpless. My boyfriend would come over and check on me here and there, give me a kiss and tell me i’m a good girl, but I wasn’t a guest at this party. I was a prop. And I was considered free-use to anyone who felt inclined to use me. The men payed little attention to me, carrying on with their games and casual banter- reacting when a big play happened on the tv. Then just as casually, one of the men would come over to me, grab my breasts firmly, slap my ass and then slip his fingers into my pussy- working them in and then shoving them in and out harder. He held a beer in his other hand, as he distractedly fingered me he yelled across the room to chime into one of the conversations. He finger fucked me aggressively for only a minute until I whimpered and came. My body quivered. I heard one of the other guys yell “Hey thanks for warming her up for us” They laughed it off. After some time had passed, my boyfriend’s best friend walked over toward me. He had just crushed a beer and looked at me with a devious smirk. “What a good girl you’re being today” he said as he pulled my hair and kissed my forehead. “You deserve a reward sweetheart. Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you want” he grabbed my hips from behind as he slid his hard cock into me. I moaned at the first insertion. He thrust into me slowly and my muscles went weak. I breathed deeper and my eyes rolled back. Then my boyfriend comes over and starts unstrapping my gag. He takes it off me and kisses me deeply. Then he unzips his pants and places his cock in my mouth. “That’s a good girl, that’s my baby,” He says as he glides in and out of my open throat. His friend is pounding me harder now. His cock smashing into my g-spot making my clit feel numb. It’s hard for me to breathe now. I’m panting through my nose because my mouth is filled with dick. Sweat drips down my forehead as my head is continually yanked back by my hair. Both men fucking me at full strength it hurts my spine to endure this much impact. I don’t care I like the pain. I manage to open my eyes enough to see that the rest of the guys have seated around on the couch watching us go at it. Getting fucked in front of an audience definitely adds to the excitement. I cum hard but my screams are muffled by my boyfriend’s cock still blocking my airway. My orgasm is so intense it sends my body into convulsions. My legs start to shake uncontrollably until my orgasm is over but they still don’t stop. It hurts now because I came but they like to see me in pain. So they keep on going relentlessly until I feel him pull out of my pussy and walk around to my face. They both start jerking off right in my face and I open my mouth to catch their loads. They bust at the same time and blow their cum all over my face and into my mouth. They take turns letting me clean them off by sucking them clean. Now that they’re done with me they leave me to resume their party. I wait there in bliss until the next person wants a turn…

3. Learning is Always a Painful Process [FF]

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i19kdz/1_ignorance_brings_chaos_not_knowledge_or_the/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i1qyla/2_how_i_learned_to_stop_worrying_and_love_getting/)

Things didn’t exactly end happily—if they ended at all, or if indeed there was anything to end—between me and Lucy, but for a couple of months we carried on in much the same vein. Though we never showed any affection in public, everybody knew we were fucking: Lucy’s flatmates heard me pleading and whining, my own flatmates saw Lucy stalk in and out of the building and wanted to know just what I saw in that sulky bitch, and one of our lecturers once alluded to us as a couple. I thought this would drive Lucy insane, but she didn’t seem to care.

For whatever reason, I went on craving Lucy’s approval, doing her bidding, becoming a little unhealthily dependent on those small scraps of tenderness she offered me. I came to trust that, whatever Lucy wanted to subject me to, I would begin to like it sooner or later, and that the worst I would have to endure was her ‘told you so’ expression. I wasn’t really sure what I anticipated the most: it might have been the orgasms, which surged through me like electricity, lighting up my nerves to the tips of my fingers and toes and which, in all of my nineteen years, I had never realised could be so powerful; it might, though, have been the flashes of affection which broke occasionally through her icy exterior, the aloof kisses, the careful stroking of my hair, the overt words of approval like ‘good girl’, ‘that’s nice’ and ‘don’t stop’. In a twist that will surprise nobody, I only came to realise how much she longed for the same from me once it was already too late to do anything about it. Read more »

[MF] A grocery trip that I’ll never forget.

I’m 35. I have a true story that will blow your fetish loving socks off. (Excuse any typos)

My aunt is 62. She lives alone, and she has lived by herself since 2010 when my maternal grandmother passed, but this isn’t a story about any of that.

My aunt lived with my maternal grandmother. She moved in with her after my aunts divorce; her divorce happened when I was around seven or eight, so that put her around thirty-four. She ended up also working at a family business with my grandmother, so a lot of her time was strictly with family and aside from a few girlfriends, she didn’t have much of a social life.

My aunt was always very strictly Catholic, and she was very conservative. Because she lived with my grandmother and because of her lack of a social life, she acted much older than her actual age.

My entire life, she never dated. She was always very close to my family, so I would know.

Around the time she was 55 or so, I remembered hearing that she made a match profile, but it never worked out for her. Read more »

I thought my student was wet from the rain, but that was just the beginning…[Mf, Taboo, Professor, Creampie]

**Part 1 is in my profile if you’d like it, but it shouldn’t be too hard to understand ;).

Just here for the sex? Skip to the** ***XXX!***

 

Much like an emaciated man who is gifted a beautiful oasis in the middle of the desert, I decided not to question providence. It was a situation I knew was impossible, yet I continued on. Honestly, I was breaking no laws. I could always go into research with a master’s degree in chemical engineering if I were caught. The reward was more than worth the cost to me.

Laci and Vanna were fighting over who could get me alone. I was enjoying the tease. I had no idea why all these young women were so interested in me, but I was milking the experience for all it was worth. There was a jealousy present in class that made lectures awkward.

Laci and Vanna seemed to have no problems sharing me with each other, but the other girls were cold as ice. Read more »

Business or Pleasure? Part 2 – The Conference [MF | Cheating | Public | Creampie]

[Read Part 1 here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hya5z2/business_or_pleasure_mf_public_creampie/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

The drive from Charles de Gaulle airport to their hotel in the heart of Paris was one of the most awkward and tense moments John had ever had with his coworker Sarah. The normally bubbly and flirtatious young woman sat glaring out the window the entire drive, not saying a single word to her colleague. It was almost as if a dark cloud hung over her head, even as the taxi-driver tried and failed at starting a conversation.

As if it were an answer to John’s prayers, they finally arrived at their luxurious hotel. Getting out first, John grabs both of their bags before Sarah snatches it out of his hand, storming into the hotel. Sighing exasperatedly in response, he followed her up to the counter to check them both in. After grabbing their room-keys, John tried his hand at small talk once more in the elevator, getting the cold shoulder.

“Come on Sarah, what’s the matter?” he asked, frustrated as he rubbed his eyes. “It’s been a long flight and I get we’re both tired, but did I do something wrong?” Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 4 (MF) (Office play)

After Rod leaves the boss told Anna to get dressed and take some time to recover. He asks her to make sure his appointments for the rest of the day are set up and ready to go.

“You did well, Anna. I’m impressed you were so willing to do that for me,” he says as she gets dressed.

“Well, sir, I am at your beckoned call for things. I was surprised you had me blow another man, a gay man no less, but I would never question you,” she says with a smile as she closes her dress around her body.

He puts his hand beneath her chin, tipping her face up to meet his, kissing her deeply on the mouth, the taste of mouthwash washing over the gesture.

Anna coughs slightly and shows herself out of his office, makes herself some tea to soothe her throat, and texts her husband to tell him about the upcoming trip to Europe for work. “Hey babe, boss asked me to go with him to meet with some clients in Europe next month. I don’t really have a say in it, but I wanted you to know! Love you.” Read more »