The Education of Ashley Polk [Mf] – Prologue and Chapter 1

Hi! This is my first time posting something like this. This is a long story that I’ve been working on. This first post doesn’t get dirty. But if you like my writing style I can keep posting the rest of the story. Open to critiques and feedback

Prologue

Ashley didn’t realize all at once she was unhappy. It was the realization of why. Or at least one way to fix it. Or at least it was something that stuck in her mind and became a manifestation of all of the other things in her life that were frustrating and monotonous. It happened one night. Laying in bed after her husband rolled off of her. He always fell asleep right after sex. He was snoring softly and she was laying awake in the dark. It was sex. She needed more of it. Or different of it or something. Somehow her brain tied her unhappiness to her sexual part of her brain. And now it was a link that was going to be hard to break. There was just one problem.

Amy’s Exploits Ch.04 [Gangbang] [Frathouse] [Cum]

*Inspired by “Charlotte’s Bet” from “toocold”*

“Hey, hey, Blondy, wanna become our fraternity sweetheart?”

To be fair, when Amy Anderson decided to visit a frat house party full of strangers, it wasn’t exactly because she wanted to. Invited by one of her former hook-ups, who knew that she was a bit short on cash, the young girl was intrigued by what he had told her. By playing some games with the frat boys, and acting a bit frisky, Amy, as a young attractive 18-year-old, could supposedly earn a few bucks. This particular frat house was filled with upper-class students, who had no problem wagering some money in order to see some action.

Well, at least those guys would be somewhat attractive, unlike the cashier she had to suck off to fill her gas tank. And now, after barely managing to even arrive at the party, Amy was determined to earn some money.

“Hey! Ehh… Sweetheart? You think I can become one? Anyway, I have a different question: I heard you guys bet money on games?”

I love the summer…

I grew up well off. Well off enough to have a summer home to live in when school got out. My family and I would live on a relatively small island up north for the 2 or so months between school years. When we were young we loved it; swimming in the lake, playing at the park, eating at the only restaurant on the island, whatever it was.

But as we all got older our interests shifted. There were parties on the island- some kids parents would leave for the weekend, maybe they’d go to the beach and throw a party. It didn’t matter where it was, there was VERY minimal law enforcement on the island. There was drinking, drugging, swimming, hook ups, everything that you’d think of. This island was full of high school and college kids with a little too much money from dad, 2 months of absolute freedom, and enough alcohol to last a decade.

Me and my twin brother picked up a job at the only place hiring on island, the pay was pretty bad, but the crew working there was only kids our age. It became an absolute necessity to work there if you wanted to be in the social network of kids. Just our first week working and we already got an invite to a party- at denna’s house the next day. Her parents were gone and anyone was invited.

Parent Teacher Conference [MF] – Part 2

*Thanks everyone for the feedback and interest in Part 1! I’ve been enjoying writing this–admittedly taking a lot of self-pleasure in this process* 😈*. I’m already working on Part 3, so hope everyone enjoys!*

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rwwumr/parent_teacher_conference_mf_part_1/)

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Madison drove home that evening thinking about the day’s events. On one hand, her ex-boyfriend Marc, had come back to her. And though it was traumatic and brought up painful feelings in the moment, she knew that deep down in her heart there was still something there for Marc. It was buried deep but it was strong.

If hours of therapy had given her anything, it’s that she should say ‘no’ to him. She learned that there was an unhealthy attachment to him and that their relationship had not been healthy. But on the other hand, today reminded her of what it felt like to be with a man. Even if it was for just a brief moment. Even if it was just getting fingered against her desk by her student’s father. She remembered the feeling of passion and lust, and of being wanted.

“And Marc, really does want me.” She thought to herself out loud.

I (M26) met a innocent Pakistani Muslim girl (f18) and turned her into my slut [MF]

I was attending my best fiends wedding, it was a Pakistani wedding and I was probably one of the only few white people there. I had always been fascinated by Pakistani women but never dated one or anything. My friend told me them being Muslim was basically a no go and that I shouldn’t even try. Still. It didn’t hurt to look. At the wedding there was one girl in particular that caught my eye. She was in a traditional Pakistani dress and I thought she was gorgeous. Her skin was a nice brown color and even though she wore a hijab I could still tell she was stunningly beautiful. Her dress was tight but now super tight. But gave away her nice figure. She had decent sized breasts and a nice big ass. Her features such as her eyebrows and eyes were dark, so I (rightly) assumed her hair was dark too. As the night went on I continued to watch her. The way she danced fascinated me. I instantly got sexual thoughts and had this been a place where her parents and other Muslims weren’t hanging out I would’ve gone and asked for her number.

my favorite aunt part 1 [milf]

Aunt Carol is mom’s younger sister. She is five years younger and is built like Jessica Simpson, if Jessica was tall with long, beautiful legs. Aunt Carol stands at 5’9” and is all legs. She had always been my favorite. As a kid growing up, she was always willing to spend time with us kids, always taking time to play games and ask us about school and our friends. I walked around with an perpetual hard-on, as I started noticing girls. To me, Aunt Carol was a beauty queen and I started noticing her tight clothing that showed off her hot body. Unlike the girls at school, aunt Carol has real big beautiful tits that fill out the tight blouses she likes wearing.

You bring your old fling along to a highschool reunion where your passion reignites

So imagine that one day you check your mail and you find an invitation among the usual bills and ads. You are surprised for sure and you open it to find that it’s for a high school reunion. At first you think that you don’t want to see these people again, they didn’t treat you that well and you feel like you don’t owe them nothing. But as you think more and more about it, you realize that you’ve changed a lot since then. You’ve been successful, you’ve been recognized, your looks have changed a lot too and you kinda would love to see the look in their faces when they find out. So you read more about it and it turns out that the event is formal, a black-tie affair and you are expected to bring a +1 with you. You start thinking about who you could take with you. You aren’t presently in a relationship with anyone and your best friends are all either busy or out of town. Your reply for the event has to be soon so you start brainstorming about who could go with you and not embarrass you. Finding someone off tinder would be way too risky, you couldn’t know how they would behave or react and asking someone you knew off work would be way too weird of a first date to take them on.

[M]y college adventure with 3 different girls

Been inspired by some of the stories here lately, so I figure I’d share some of my exploits from my college days! A bit of a long story so I broke it up into sections for each of the girls. I promise it’s worth the read!

I (26M, 19 at the time) never considered myself a macho guy that pulled all of the hottest girls, especially in high school where I only had a few girlfriends and the relationships didn’t last long. I’m 5’10, 160 pounds, have an average sized dick, and am relatively muscular, but by no means am I an athlete. I have tattoos and dressed like a bit of douchebag, which turned out to be a turn on for some of the girls I met.

However, when I went to a large college in the south, I had a chance to reinvent myself among a crowd of thousands and thousands of horny students, many of whom had been set free for the first time in their young lives. I joined a fraternity, made extra effort to attend social gatherings and chat up my classmates (especially the cute ones), and tried to flirt with basically every girl I saw. I met my now wife at college; funnily enough, this happened before we started hooking up. She had a long-term boyfriend at the time and her friends had told her what a man-whore I was, despite some obvious flirting and connection. How we ended up together is a story for another time.

Parent teacher conference [MF] – Part 1

*Just recently discovered this subreddit, but have been enjoying reading all the stories. I decided to have a hand at contributing a story. It was getting long, so I decided to divide it up. I’ll be glad to write more if there’s interest!*

*This is based on* /u/Ihavechainsonme*’s request in the January thread. Enjoy.*

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Madison Reynolds hated being late, especially for parent-teacher meetings, but especially for this parent. She made it a point in her e-mails to parents that they had to be on time or they would have to reschedule. Sofia’s father had been running late for a previous meeting, he was some big shot who worked in the city and was stuck at work or something or another. Either way, she curtly told him via e-mail that he needed to respect her time and reschedule. Today, of course, was that rescheduled meeting.

Madison pulled into the parking lot and checked herself in the rearview mirror. Her makeup was a mess and it was obvious she had been crying. No time to do a touch up, she got out of the car.

“You’re the one, I’m sorry I let you go.”

Finding a Place (Part 2): Discovery [Incest] [MF]

This story takes place in a world with simple magic – more akin to advanced medicine than magic. Think potions, not fireballs. Otherwise it’s just like our world. All characters are 18 or older.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rui1eg/finding_a_place_part_1_reconnecting_incest_mf/)

—–Ch. 1—–

I showered.

For a while.

I didn’t even realize how long it was, I was too busy thinking. Contemplating. Considering what the hell had just happened.

Like… seriously. What the hell happened?

That was real, right? Suzie and I? I just…

With my cousin?

Eventually I decided to get out. I wasn’t sure what the consequences for what just happened were, but if it was real, I couldn’t really take it back. Was that okay?

Whatever. I need to go to bed, it’s getting incredibly late.

Speaking of bed. Where is it? Sarah showed me to a room when we first got here, but Suzie led me down to the bathroom and I was a little lost in thought. I have no idea where I am in the house now.

I can just text Suzie and ask her to show me to my room.

With my phone.