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Family Dinner (pt. 3) [Incest] [Teen] [Threesome] [mff] [Squirting] [mf]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gbmw63/family_dinner_pt_1_masturbation_incest_mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gcd0r1/family_dinner_pt_2_incest_blowjob_mf_teasing/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Mark walked into the kitchen and saw that everyone else (his wife Heather, and their son and two daughters) had already dished up their food.

Heather beamed at the love of her life when she saw him. “Hi honey! Come get some food. You’ve been working so hard all day.”

Mark chuckled, thinking about the “hard” work Jennifer had just helped him with. “Well, thankfully Jen helped me unwind a bit just barely,” he said as he pulled out his chair and sat down.

Heather turned to her daughter and rolled her eyes as she saw Jennifer’s self-satisfied smile. “So that’s where you ran off to. Well, I hope you didn’t spoil your appetite.” Jennifer shook her head and grabbed a slice of pizza. Smiling, Heather took a bite of her salad, and then made a face. “Hmm, sorry, this salad is a bit bitter.”

“I think it tastes great mom!” Shawn said.

“Well of course you do!” Heather replied, “You love anything that tastes like Martha’s cunt cream, and the cucumber certainly had plenty of it on there.” Hearing this, Mark began to dish some salad on his plate, making sure to get plenty of cucumber slices. Read more »

[MF] Seeing an old crush 22 years later

I’m 42 now, but back when I was 20 I had a massive crush on this girl who was two years younger then me. I was taking classes at a bible school run by my church, and she was an 18 year old grade 12 student in the same building.

Every day I’d catch sight of her in her plaid skirt and and form-fitting blouse, and it drove me insane. I tried to be a good Christian who controlled his dirty thoughts, but seeing her perky tits pressing agains her blouse was too much for me. Combine that with her pretty smile, red hair and freckles, and I was constantly fantasizing about her.

She was flirty too, but in a seemingly innocent way. We were both trying to be moral religious young adults, so I never assumed she actually was the interested.

Fast forward 22 years to last summer, and I was sitting on a restaurant patio that was a walking path go right past it. Who do I see go by? Jen, that same girl I had a crush on years ago. I hadn’t seen her in probably 15 years, but I was Facebook friends with her so I definitely creeped her profile often. Read more »

Getting a Hand In [Fiction] [MF] [MILF] [Exhibitionist] [Long]

It had all started innocently enough. We had met online. On Reddit actually. I had made a post that was moderately humorous. He made a wickedly funny comment in response to it. I responded in a rather mischievous way. His reply was intriguing and revealed that he lived surprisingly close by.

Then, we continued our conversation over DMs. It was light-hearted, charming, and sometimes slightly flirtatious, though never overtly sexual or scandalous. There was, after all, a nearly than 20-year age gap between us. Our lives were completely at odds. I was a 41-year-old divorced mother of two and the acquisitions editor of a major publishing house. He was a 23-year-old university dropout, working in a hobby and games shop that hosted Dungeons & Dragons campaigns. The thought that we could be anything more than casual *online* friends was absurd!

But then, we decided to meet *in real life*. For lunch and a movie. After all, we had discovered that we shared many things in common. We both enjoyed Japanese food, listening to acid jazz, and reading cosy British murder mysteries. And there was a new movie coming out, based on a book that we had both enjoyed reading. We both agreed that we should have lunch and then go and watch the movie *together*. It only made sense, after all. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

[Colin](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gb4lvz/the_massage_goddess_colin_the_college_boy_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Jane, Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/g9vwum/the_massage_goddess_ff_sensual/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore. Read more »

Orgasm training Part one [OC; fm; edging; denial; ruined orgasm; first person]

He told me what would expect me. But I didn’t think it would leave me constantly horny and needy like that.

*2 weeks before*

Heavily breathing I lied on our bed. This was one awesome orgasm! Master had tied me to our bed and edged me for half an hour with a vibrator, my personal cryptonite if you want it like that, before he let me come.

He untied me and pulled me close, pulling the blanket over me. Instinctively I wanted to grab his dick, because usually I would blow him or give him a handjob after he had his fun with me, but he grabbed my hand and put it back.

Confused I looked at him, maybe he was just tired.

“I wanted to talk to you about something, princess.”

“Yes master?”

“This was your last orgasm for a while. We will train your orgasm that you can only cum with approval, or if I count down from 10 to 1, which will be some sort of approval as well. Is that okay for you?”

“Sure!” Read more »

Higher Stakes Pt. 1 – Blackmail BDSM (MF)

Mrs Elaine makes the sudden move, rook to take my bishop, my king left temporarily exposed. Her pearl necklace dangles down to the top of her chest, moving with each twist of her hand as she drags the piece gracefully across the board to put me in check.

‘Check, Mister Sanderson.’

Nodding, I look up at her, her brown eyes flickering with the fireplace heat behind me. Her draping brunette hair flirts with the middle of her arms as she shuffles slightly in the armchair and eyes me cautiously but hungrily.

‘You really are playing for high stakes aren’t you?’

‘What made you ever think I was playing for low stakes Mister Sanderson?’

I watch her back just as carefully, smiling, touché. She reciprocates with full ferocity, her eyes ablaze. She wasn’t here for just the chit chat, there was something else on her mind.

‘What are you playing for exactly Mrs Elaine?’ My brow furrows, the heat in the room growing as the sparks flick out onto the stone in front of the fire. Read more »

The accident wasn’t so bad after all [OC; fictional; fm]

Jane was up early today as she had quite a lot to do, before her next riding student would come. The stalls had to be mucked out, she had to feed the horses and let some of them out to the pasture. Additionally she had to train her new three year old stallion *Loco*.

Aiden, her riding student, would arrive in an hour, so she quickly did the chores. Aiden was an actor who had to take riding lessons for the second season of the next series that he was casted in. She had worked with him for the first season as well and was very proud that although she was only 27 years old, she was training with really big names.

Her parents died in a car crash when she was 23 and since then, she was taking care of the stud all by herself mostly. It made her even more proud to know, that she was doing great work, that even the big agencies contacted her to train their actors. A few of the horses belonged to other owners which usually showed up after noon to train their horses. Sometimes they helped her with the daily chores and she was very grateful for it. Read more »