A Mother Turned Pt 1

This story contains incest, blackmail, voyeurism, noncon elements. All characters are above the age of 18.

Samantha Brown entered into her living room, soaked in sweat after her daily run. The brunette had found an appreciation for exercise during her cross-country days in high school, and throughout the years had dedicated herself to maintaining a tight body ever since. It was cross country where she met who she thought would be the love of her life. However, he shortly disappeared after she broke the news of being pregnant to him. Despite facing the responsibility of raising a child alone at 20, Samantha remained determined to achieve a great career in the corporate world. Eventually graduating at the top of her class, she had landed a managerial position in MaxHealth, a pharmaceutical and a Fortune 500 company. Within a few years, she had begun climbing the corporate ladder, and at the age of 30, she rose to the board of advisors. This new position had drawbacks for her though, as the position not only came with a great increase in income, but her time was consumed by work. She had managed to provide for her son, Jay, but was rarely afforded time to be with him. Jay knew she had to sacrifice her time so that he could pursue what he wanted and avoid the struggles of life, even picking up track and field in order to help connect with her, appreciating all her work for him.

Stay at my side Ch.19 [M/F] [Friends to lovers] [cuddling] [(failed)BJ with banana]

Chapter 19: It’s not impossible to understand women, you just have to be a genius.

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v9hau7/stay_at_my_side_ch_01_childhood/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

Cuddling felt different after we kissed. It wasn’t just the comforting warm feeling I got from this. I needed it. I just wanted him as close as possible to me.

He was already cuddled up close to me. I could even feel his heartbeat on my back. His legs laid behind mine and there was clearly space for improvement. I lifted mine and spread them a little. Luckily Matt quickly understood. We locked our legs, which felt way more intense than expected. I slightly pressed my legs together and it almost felt like we were holding hands. Just with our legs instead.

I doubted that we could get any closer. Well, maybe if we wore less and got more skin-to-skin contact it would be more intimate but I just wanted to enjoy this level of relationship first. Relationship? We weren’t even in a relationship, or were we?

How we Became Swingers With Our Best Friends Pt1 [Group]

Reposting since the first was taken down!

So, this is all a very true story, and will be multiple parts. It started years ago, and is still ongoing, so hopefully we will get a lot of stories out of it!

Me and my buddy grew up together, and my wife has been good friends with his wife for the last 8 years. My friend, we will call him Allen, is 31. About 6 months younger than me. He’s about 5’11, and has a stocky, strong country boy kind of build. A few extra pounds, but nothing crazy. He shaves his head bald but has a medium length, nicely maintained reddish beard. We’ve been friends since we were toddlers, and there’s not many secrets we keep from each other. We’ve always been each other’s wingmen. Would send each other hot girls, porn, show each other nudes of girls we were with. There had been times in HS that we jerked off to porn sitting on the same bed, and later in college, most embarassingly, had even fallen asleep naked a few times in the same bed after nights of partying/drinking. You know you’re comfortable with someone when you wake up with their morning wood wedged between your ass cheeks and just say “dude get your dick out of my ass, you’re getting pre-cum on me” lol. He is pretty average downstairs, about 6 inches. Pretty normal girth, but has a surprisingly prominent mushroom head.

guys are bad at catching hints, and she’s tired of being subtle [MF] [young love]

Brooklyn eyes herself in her bedroom mirror, making sure her nipples poke through the thin pink t-shirt, that her red hair spills just-so down over her shoulders. She bites her lip and meditates on the basic white panties she has on. She decides to remove them. She replaces them with tight gray shorts, pulling them up taut, and is pleased to see how they hug her legs and cling to the shape of her puffy pussy, letting its outline show through.

She sucks in a breath, her heat rising at the thought of what she’s about to do, and exhales slowly, cools herself off. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, shall we?” she says to the mirror. The pretty girl there glows and smiles back.

“Perfect,” they say in unison.

She leaves her room, tiptoes down the dark hallway, heads towards the flickering lights.

“You guys are still up?” she says, knowing perfectly well that they were.

“Yeah,” says Sam, her brother, “So?” He’s distracted, eyes fixed to the screen where a bright blue video game sportscar zips through a loose interpretation of Tokyo.

“Hey, Chris,” Brooklyn says, hovering behind the couch. She feigns interest in their game.

[MF] 41 year old milf wife’s first time with another man

I met my wife Nicole way back in high school, and we are now in our early 40’s. Until very recently (subject of this story), I was her first and only man she had been with sexually. Over the last 10 years or so, I have wondered if she every regretted not experimenting more sexually before getting married and settling down. Our sex life has been generally good over the years and she seems satisfied, usually having sex 2 or 3 times a week. I have little complaints overall. But, in the back of my mind, I have long wondered if she has those feelings of wondering what it would be like with another partner. We are both in pretty good shape, and I would say I am average “down there”. So, at times I wonder if she has thoughts of being with a guy who is bigger, or simply different than myself.

About a month ago we were hanging out on our back deck, a typical Friday night enjoying an adult beverage and just talking about life things. One of her good friends came up, as she had plans to have lunch with her the next day. Her friends is the same age and also married and settled down. Nicole made a comment about how wild her friend was before she got married, and how she had been with several partners during college and in her late 20’s.

Sex With Girl Who Became My Wife. A Very Special Day.

The catalyst for these posts was a stack of old photos. I was sorting through the thousands of pictures we have accumulated over the years and found a small pile from the time period all this occurred in. There were four pictures I had taken of her on the day we went out for the first time. Pictures of us on her Senior Prom night, A picture taken a few hours after we got engaged. Plus several more I had taken through our dating phase and into the first few years of our marriage. I always remembered she was very pretty back then, but the pictures reminded me of what a stunning a young woman she was. She is still pretty, of course, but so much older. So, the photos triggered the memories, and no, I will not post any of them.

The Jar [Rape/Non-con] [Yandere] [Inanimate TF] [Comeuppance]

[Features: Non-con, inanimate tf, yandere, covered in cum, smell, cum bath, Sabrina and Alex]

Ivan was having a particularly bad day. He couldn’t shake the feeling that all day he was being watched. It felt like insects crawling on his skin and he kept looking over his shoulder but never actually saw anyone. It was driving him *crazy*.

He had even sprinted home while walking there and it was still daylight out! He had no idea what was going on, but he felt like he was being stalked or something. He was probably just imagining it or something. Just got some nerves that got tricked by someone or something and his anxiety just kept increasing afterwards or hell, maybe a car had just been going the same way he was walking and his subconscious had freaked out. Either way, now that he was *home*, he felt fine. The sensation around him, however, still felt bad, like he was in danger or something. He just shook his head and decided to get into the shower. He was probably jumping at ghosts.

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*Ivan.* ***Ivan Ivan Ivan Ivan Ivan.***

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [M][s][f32][M38][HUML] – Prologue

Previous parts:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vsrmle/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bdds_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vsrmle/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bdds_part_1/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vt51d5/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bdds_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vt51d5/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bdds_part_2/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vucnc4/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bddsf32m38_part_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vucnc4/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_bddsf32m38_part_3/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vur1jr/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_cautionbddsf32m38_part/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vur1jr/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_cautionbddsf32m38_part/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vvxez8/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_msf32m38huml_part_5/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vvxez8/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_msf32m38huml_part_5/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vxmsm4/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_msf32m38huml_part_6/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vxmsm4/a_pet_diary_pet_in_the_pod_msf32m38huml_part_6/)

Prologue

Master Nene told me today he’d share the first 8 days of this diary with strangers on the Internet.

If you are reading this, I imagine you are one of them. I hope you enjoyed the fortunes and misfortunes I related here.

It’s not that things got boring after day eight, but lets be honest, who can keep up with the day to day of a caged little pet like me. But maybe we can do some highlights.

After day 8, things fell into a never-repeating routine. Every day was the same, every day was different… with some exceptions.

My 30 day anniversary, Master brought me a present; a scale. In all honesty, it’s easy to lose weight when you are severely overweight, you are forced to workout and you eat little and healthy (and have no chance to cheat), so I give myself no credit whatsoever, but after four short weeks I had lost somewhat around 40 pounds.

The night I fucked 1/4 of the math department [MFF]

41 now but 33 then. I was teaching high school and had been at this place for a couple years. I never really had a slutty phase in college or even my twenties, but boy was I making up for it here. I don’t know what was in the water at that place but I found myself the most eligible bachelor in a sea of collapsing marriages. I fucked so many colleagues that I eventually had to end up sitting with the IT guys at faculty meetings.

I’d been hooking up with “Nancy” for a couple of months. She was cute as hell. Bisexual with punk rock vibes and taught calculus. She absolutely fucking loved getting drilled as hard as humanly possible. Physically exhausting but awesome. She’d recently separated from her husband and we were spending a lot of time together.

One night I got a text from her saying she was at a bar nearby with another coworker of ours, “Carol,” and I should come by. I didn’t feel like going out and told her to call or just come by after. She sent a picture of them kissing. I said they should come over now. They did.

[FM] I got fucked outside next to the pool by my sugar daddy so I could pay my tuition

I got into the University of Georgia (go Dawgs) on a full-ride scholarship. It paid for tuition, room, and board, but on the condition that I kept my GPA above a certain level. Coming out of high school, I didn’t think that would be much of an issue.

Unfortunately, I didn’t understand then how fun college was.

I rushed/joined a sorority and went a little wild my freshman year. Let’s just say I experimented and went looking for new experiences—partied, fucked a lot of guys, etc. I ended up missing quite a few classes, and when grades came out, I realized I was soon going to lose my scholarship.

Going into my Sophomore year, I had to take out a student loan, and I was super stressed about having debt, and squandering my scholarship. I was, ahem, researching ways to make money during college, and—well, I ended up learning all about being a sugar baby. I’ll venture to guess that just about everybody reading this knows what a sugar daddy is—a rich, typically older man, who lavishes gifts on younger women in return for their company. Many people believe, I’m sure, that it’s akin to prostitution, that the girls have to sleep with the guys. I guess it depends on how you look at it—you don’t *have* to do anything you don’t want to. The relationship starts out more as a negotiation than anything else. You let each other know your expectations, wants, and needs.