The Wicked Tower Chapter 15 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

I’ve written this story through chapter 24. The novel is complete. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

Previous Chapters

Chapter 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/imgmyi/the_wicked_tower_chapter_1_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/isleld/the_wicked_tower_chapter_2_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jcenq3/the_wicked_tower_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jtiqj7/the_wicked_tower_chapter_4_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kn6cv3/the_wicked_tower_chapter_5_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 6: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lm5hpq/the_wicked_tower_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 7: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/maupny/the_wicked_tower_chapter_7_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 8: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nofu6q/the_wicked_tower_chapter_8_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 9

The Wicked Tower Chapter 9 [MF] [inc] [cheat] from eroticliterature

Chapter 10: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oq7shg/the_wicked_tower_chapter_10_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 11 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p880sw/the_wicked_tower_chapter_11_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 12 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pq43qw/the_wicked_tower_chapter_12_mf_inc_cheat/

Chapter 13 [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/q8u0ie/the_wicked_tower_chapter_13_mf_inc_cheat/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/q8u0ie/the_wicked_tower_chapter_13_mf_inc_cheat/)

Chapter 14 https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qttb2r/the_wicked_tower_chapter_14_mf_inc_cheat/

The cockerel greeted the day somewhere in the distance while blackness still hung outside Cassia’s window. She stretched under the covers. Her body was quite sore from the last two days’ activities with Vel. Sore, but good. She yawned and blinked into the darkness of her room. So much to do! She somehow had to host a magnificent wedding for her eldest daughter, navigate the sycophants that had already begun to arrive, and find some time to give her son a vent for his curse. She shivered. He had vented so much inside her the last two days.

How my Well Endowed Friend Myron exposed my two female roommates as size queens. (True Story/Real)

So this is another story that involves my friend Myron who has a very massive penis (Almost 10 inches and thick). My experiences with being around him has exposed a lot of females in my social circles in College of being size Queens or just appreciating well endowed men.

Anyways my friend Myron used to come over to my student flat often. I lived in a student dorms at the time and it had multiple people. I had multiple flatmates and he was friends with most of the people there. Two of my roommates were these two attractive girls Layla and Amber. And through rumors in the student dorms pretty much everyone in my flat knew of Myron’s endowment.

Amber was dating a roommate of mine Nick. Both were good looking people however both were also socially awkward and had serious bouts of depression. Nick wasn’t very sexually skilled but he did have an above average penis size (above 7 inches). Amber, however was very sexually experienced, and slept with 25 guys. In fact the night they first hooked up before they officially dated, she gave him chlamydia.

How I found out most of my female classmates in college love Big Dicks. (True Story/Real/Nonfiction)

So basically there were about 12 girls in my year and this is about how I came to know most of them prefer bigger or implied it. I’m basically going to elaborate on each with a short story of a few sentences or a paragraph for each. The names have been changed for obvious purposes. And yes. These stories are real. Nothing about them are false except the names of the people in them.

Some of these I found out cause they told me. Others through sex toys, gossip or overhearing or through my classmate friend Myron who had an extremely large penis (Almost 10 inches).

1&2 So first off we have Michelle and Tyra. The first two. I used to have multiple group assignments with them in my group. Whenever things got boring between them there was always a chance they would start talking about sex. Both of them had a giant sex toy Dildo. And they would talk about using them whenever they were bored or horny. The toy was a thick 10 inches and Tyra mentioned at times her BF would get angry at her whenever she used it partly because she wasn’t able to fully feel her BF whenever she used it.

Tired [FF] [School]

I got this prompt from u/Redhotlipstik and thought it would go perfectly with Kas in college. I hope you all enjoy and I hope you forgive me for the artistic liberties I took Redhotlipstik!
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I was tired… I mean really tired.

I barely realized that jacket I hastily threw on to ward off the heat as I made my way to the library to the vending machine.

I barely realized the stares the girls were giving me when I walked by them to find a quiet place to study.

I barely realized that I had to pay twice to get the food I was trying to buy because it got stuck the first time.

I barely realized when Addy Lennon walked up behind me.

Or well, I guess I did notice that one as my heart began to flutter and my legs felt weak. Addy Lennon is two years ahead of me in College, a Senior in her last year. I’d never talked with her before but I knew who she was because I was kind of stalking her. I only had came out publicly as gay a few weeks ago, but Addy is someone I crushed over since I saw her playing Morticia in Addams Family last year.

[mf] Best intentions…something..something

If you met me in the supermarket you would quickly forget me searching for the next item on your list. Im not that woke, nor that conservative. Ive drank a few to many beers, and counter that with to much coffee in the morning. What few people know is one of my favorite ways to occasionally recalibrate is to go to a club and just ugly dance my ass off. I barely talk to ppl other than the bartender and thanking the DJ if given opportunity.

One night became different when I found myself quietly standing next to a curly haired red head. She was wearing a shirt and blazer, and dress pants. She looked about as out of place as me. I thought about starting a conversation but with the deafening music and since I enjoy the isolation of a crowd I left her be to go dance to a favorite song. When I came back to my favorite out of the way corner she was still there. So I introduced myself. The club was packed and awkwardly standing next to her in silence seemed worse than forced conversation, at least that’s what the alcohol told me. Turns out the conversation wasn’t that forced, and after several minutes and another drink she joined me on the dance floor. The dancing was a little awkward I’m about 6 foot, she’s probably 5’5, we barely touched, and I loved every minute. Her outfit was collected and reserved. Her smile was honest and uninhibited.

Plantation revenge (Long)

(This story involved a racist woman during the civil war, racial insults, depictions of slavery rape, and public sex)

It’s 1863, my husband was sent to fight for the confederates leaving me alone with our children in Texas. Luckily I still had my slaves to work on our farm. I had 3 men and 2 women. Some of our slaves have run away to the north. My husband is fighting hard to fix this so we don’t have to worry about any more leaving us. I have to admit, being able to use the whip has been fun. There’s something about the screaming and the sound of the whip breaking the skin so soothing to my ears. Since I’m the sole master now, I have changed some things. The women must have flowers in my room, dining room, entrance, and living room, always fresh looking. No wilting is allowed. They also have to dress me in the morning after giving me my bath. The men have to be shirtless at all times. Lust is a sin, especially when directed to those lower than you, but a girl can have some eye candy while her husband is away.

The Organization Chapter 4 (mf)

Chapter 4

Morning was started by the sweet siren call of the bloody alarm clock. It was one of those old 1950’s ones that you could just slap to turn off. I saw it at a novelty shop and what can I say, it warmed my heart’s cockles. I put on the standard uniform of jeans and a band t-shirt after tending to the necessities. The kitchen smelled like freshly smoked cigarettes and coffee. I snagged a thermos and rummaged around to see if any food had been bought this week. Nothing fresh but there were plenty of half eaten restaurant containers which I decided not to touch.

I heard the soft scratch of a lighter and turned to find my mom standing behind me and lighting up a cigarette. A loose bathrobe was tied around her and she had her hair up in a towel turban. She pulled out a chair and crossed her legs, exposing them out from under her bathrobes. Gotta give it to her, she still had quite the pair. She was probably around 20 pounds overweight which mostly seemed packed on her ass and around her waist. Her breasts were a little saggy but there was a decent weight to them. Despite the ever deepening lines, her face was still pretty and her eyes promised a certain intelligence behind them. I liked to think she looked like Winona Ryder.

Veronica and Astaire’s dalliance

Hi. Two characters here. Veronica (you), Astaire (your lover)

Veronica is a buxom, men first look at her ample bosom and probably get lost in their thoughts while Astaire is an astute businessman who cuts through bullshit. That’s how he landed the prized trophy that’s Veronica.

She had the beauty of a pin-up girl, easily would’ve upset Kate Upton, Alexandra Daddario, and others in a contest. Both enjoyed the attention they got, thanks to her beauty and his suave attitude.

Veronica wears a tight flashy dress to the supermarket. The PA system makes a static noise and the attendant’s caught unawares by her walking in. She usually comes an hour later but Veronica wanted the attention. “What’s the point if they are ready on schedule, waiting for me.” There has to be an element of surprise even in the routine. There’s a bet among the staff as to when her dress will pop but the fabric defies all rules of physics and tension. Other shoppers make an excuse to be in the same aisle as her.

She loves this, not that Astaire doesn’t shower her with the affection but it thrills her to know she has the effect even after marriage.

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[MFM] Met a couple in a hotel bar, and began to mess around right there in the bar

First time posting here – but this actually happened to me about 4 years ago

I travel for work. Sometimes when I travel I like to explore and have adventures. On this particular trip to Austin I was in the mood for a hotwife and a husband who was eager to share. A man reached out to me early in my trip. They were both in their mid 40s, and from the faceless pics he sent over she seemed incredibly fit with long curly dark hair. I let them know what hotel I was in and that I would be interested in having them over. He said they would be available later in the week. That was the last I heard from them. I assumed they were fake or changed their mind, and I moved on to other prospects. So you can imagine my surprise when I got a message from him three nights later.

]A Private Hookup In a Crowded House [MF]

This story is from a few years ago, when I was studying abroad in Israel. The year-long study-abroad program I attended was quite incestuous – people hooking up, people dating, etc. It was small, too – around 55 girls, 35 boys.

I’m 6’1, skinny, slim/athletic. I came to the program shy and inexperienced, but by a few months in I had a reputation. I was hooking up consistently with a few different girls who knew about each other, and this led to other girls seeking me out to hook up.

When it was time for winter break in January, I was cajoled into buying cheap tickets to Budapest with a bunch of people. I went with a group of guy and girls, around a dozen total, who rented a small house there together. I just went with the flow – I was glad I didn’t have to plan anything.

I wasn’t really attracted to anyone in this friend group. It was a nerdier group – not quite goody two-shoes, but also not the types to go out clubbing and have a wild time. But there was one girl – Her name was Jenna – who did catch my attention. Jenna was short, around 5’2, but she was Israeli, with beautiful golden-brown skin, and she was “stacked” if you know what I mean – voluptuous breasts, thick ass, athletic body.