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Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge part 2 [bondage] [lesbian] [forced] [captured]

Three Little Whores forced To The Edge

Part 2 [how long can you endure]

Ella grabbed a few things from her desk and opened the door and walked out. They all lied there for a while just staring at the ceiling, All that was heard was the sound of the ventilation and Elenas small sobs

“Click, click, click”

Their restraints loosened and all of them could get up from the chairs. Elena ran towards Dina and as they all hugged they felt a bit relieved.

Jessica looked around the room she didn’t see their clothes but a small rag was hanging from a sink and after she had wiped all saliva from her chest she noticed how wet she was, she quickly wiped at her pussy not to let the other thing she enjoyed this. She gave the towel to Elena, Elena nodded gratefully and started wiping away the puke from her perky tits. Wiping them hurt since they where solid as rocks. Her troath hurt with every breath so it was kinda lucky that the gags prevented them from speaking since she couldn’t imagine the pain. Read more »

Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge part 1 [bondage] [lesbian] [forced] [captured]

Three Little Whores Forced To The Edge

Part 1/4 [Special kind of Whores]

Dina and Elena walked home from school they where both a bit uncomfortable since the warm weather had turned cold and they where both wearing a loose top which made their nipples show as the cold wind blew against their skin

“Where did this weather come from I was sweating like a pig when I woke up”

Dina shivered and tried keeping her arms closer to her body for heat. Dina had long dark straight hair, she had brought a coat but since she didn’t expect cold weather her big tit still peaked out.

“Can’t wait to get home and take what will probably be a couple hour long shower, I feel hypotermia right around the corner”

Elena was the smaller of the two she had blonde shoulder long hair and her black top made her perky small tits visible, the skirt she wore didn’t help against the wind either.

“Any news on the creepy guy stalker?” Read more »

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (“The Blue Stain”) [2/2]

[TF protagonist] [WLW character] [TF/F] [2nd storyline] [time jump] [1990s] [corporate setting] [The Office, but make it gayer] [slow burn]

CW: deadname; suggestion of lesbophobic sexual violence; queer as a slur; misogyny; racist microaggressions; sexual harassment; transphobia; mentions of cigarettes, alcohol, the Desiree Washington rape case, Mike Tyson, Donald Trump

(Author’s note: I swear there are lighthearted and tender and sexy moments in this despite the content warning. I am also a ~cis~ woman; I have questioned and continue to question the mystery that is my gender, and this secondary storyline mirrors my own perspective as someone who’s naturally androgynous.

I’d planned to finish this sooner, but I couldn’t stop adding to the story. Warning- the page count in the doc is almost 20. Also, the Olympics have been distracting me…Whoops.)

—-Start of Part 2—-

I was heartbroken to have had to leave her. I’d just lied to Dan and said that I was quitting because I was offered a job elsewhere. I told Celia the real reason why I was going back to San Antonio. She accepted my truth immediately and asked me, “What should I call you now?” I hadn’t even chosen a new name at that point. To be honest, I’d never hated the name “John”- just its masculine coding. In that brief pause I decided who I wanted to be. “Joan,” I said. After Joan Chen, who played my favorite character Jocelyn aka “Josie” on Twin Peaks. Read more »

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (“The Blue Stain”) [1/2]

[TF protagonist] [WLW character] [TF/F] [2nd storyline] [time jump] [1990s] [corporate setting] [The Office, but make it gayer] [slow burn]

CW: deadname; suggestion of lesbophobic sexual violence; queer as a slur; misogyny; racist microaggressions; sexual harassment; transphobia; mentions of cigarettes, alcohol, the Desiree Washington rape case, Mike Tyson, Donald Trump

(Author’s note: I swear there are lighthearted and tender and sexy moments in this despite the content warning. I am also a ~cis~ woman; I have questioned and continue to question the mystery that is my gender, and this secondary storyline mirrors my own perspective as someone who’s naturally androgynous.

I’d planned to finish this sooner, but I couldn’t stop adding to the story. Warning- the page count in the doc is almost 20. Also, the Olympics have been distracting me…Whoops.)

Chapter 1.2 – The Blue Stain

Joan. No longer a John, but a Joan. My name change has finally seen the light of day- it’s a reality now recognized by the feds. Read more »

The Sleeping Balloon [F/F, Hypnosis, Body Inflation]

There lived a woman who wanted a partner who would love her more for who she was. After all, she’s been searching for that kind of partner without any luck whatsoever. Then one day, a stranger came over to her house.

“Excuse me,” the woman asked, “who are you?”

“I’m the witch,” the stranger said. “And you?”

“I’m Marie,” the woman said, “and I sadly can’t find a partner who will love me for who I am.”

“Say no more,” said the witch. “Come with me to the meadow and then I’ll help you.”

Marie did just that and then the witch decided to explain something.

“First off,” the witch explained, “you’ve come to the right place. Second of all, while I’m more than glad to help you, I’ll have to put an inflation spell on you, and then I’ll make a notation for someone who might be interested in you. However, you’ll have to take your clothes off except for your lingerie.”

Marie did just that, only stopping at her sexy black sheer lace bra that would showcase her nipples as well as her areola and a matching Danskin now-show hipster panty with an alluring lace fabric on the back. Read more »

The Harvest, Part 2 [MF] [2nd Person] [Male POV] [Stepcest]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oo0p0o/the_harvest_mf_2nd_person_male_pov_stepcest/)
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You wake up the next morning in your master bedroom, all alone in a bed big enough for four. The very first thing you do is check your phone to see if Ashley’s answered you.

*If you’re still bumming it in your McMansion I might be down just to keep you company. What’s the living sitch like?*

You can guess she’s really worried about the occupants, not the building. Clever girl. You can only imagine what lies her mother’s told her about your love life.

*Just me myself and I. And 10,000 square feet. And a swimming pool.*

Her reply comes almost instantly. Which, given the time, means she’s texting in school. Bad Ashley.

*No lucky lady?*

*Would you consider yourself lucky?* you type out before thinking better of it. Witty, but too early and too forward. You delete in a hurry and send a simple *nope* instead. Ashley tells you she’s thinking of coming over after school to check your place out. You answer with mild approval, not wanting to let on how enthusiastic you really are about the prospect. Read more »

I [F] rode a guy at the cinema [M]. I had never seen his face before.

I’m a Portuguese girl, with quite a few kinks, one of them is telling and retelling the sexual adventures I’ve indulged in throughout my life. For obvious reasons I refrain from sharing them with friends or family, only a select few know about some of the things I’ve done.

That doesn’t mean that I pretend to be a prude in my day-to-day life. I don’t flaunt my sexual life, I don’t go out of my way to tell people or let everyone know what I do, but I also don’t hide that I’m sexually active – which doesn’t mean I pick up the phone and call my mother or best friend to let her know of the guy I screwed after clubbing the night before. Let’s put it like this: my mother knows I’m not a virgin, my casual friends know I’m sexually active and that I don’t shy away from a flirt if I am interested, my close friends know I’m prone to casual sex, my best friend and a few others know about some of my adventures, but most of the details remain only with those I lived them with. Read more »

Symbiotic Invasion pt 4: Tiffany

School can be such bullshit sometimes. First, my exotic little friend from England gets suspended for however long, then she won’t really even give me a straight answer about what’s up? Now I’ve got a stupid report due on some ancient white guy or another, and to top it all off I get ketchup on my favorite neon top! At least no one noticed when I rushed out of the lunch room. Gotta be the first time these people didn’t take notice of the only minority in school making a “sudden” move.

Suppose that’s still thanks to my friend Ashley being the main topic of conversation. Did she really go full lezbo with Shelby? How much longer until the rumors turn to her and me? We’re always hangin’ out, no doubt people will start to think we have something going on. I don’t want any more unwanted attention, but in this day and age a rumor like that could be helpful? Maybe? I don’t know, just gotta get this stain out before anyone notices… Read more »