It wasn’t a busy day at The Elven Brew. Whether one wanted to call it a peaceful quiet or just slow and boring was, as always, a matter of opinion. Just as the owner of the cozy little potion shop was about to stand up from sorting out some of his stock, the doorbell rang, and the sudden entry of a customer prompted Adiran to get up too fast and bump his head on the bottom of the table. Rubbing his head, irritated and in pain, but nonetheless excited to have a potential client, the elf stepped up to the shop counter to meet the entrant: a voluptuous, lightly-armored orc woman twice his size, lugging a hefty battleaxe on her back.
Tag: Masturbation
Watching – Part 2 (MF) (Missionary) (Doggy-style) (Oral)
As per my usual nightly tradition, I went through my ritual of kissing my wife good night, getting in my car and driving round the block before coming back to the parking complex and positioning myself in my spot to watch my neighbors window, in which I hope to watch as she completes her nightly masturbation habit. I pulled up, unzipped and watched her window. No lights on tonight. Her curtains was open and street lights allowed me to see her bed but it was empty. I still took out my cock and rubbed it, thinking of her and all the times I have watched her, also the anticipation of her appearing at her window got me turned on. Just thinking of her, the sight of her body and watching as she orgasms is a thing of beauty.
Luna and Riley Ch. 10 – The Proposal [Futa] [Incest] [Sub/Dom] [Lesbian] [Fiction]
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### Chapter 10: The Proposal – Part 1
Eleanor was startled awake by her husband’s piercing alarm. The loud, electric chirp did little to aid her already aching head, which was tired and frazzled from crying herself to sleep the night before. She rolled over to find her husband was not present, likely still giving her a very icy shoulder. She crawled out from the warmth of the thick covers, shivering as her bare skin met the cool, crisp morning air of the room.
Full Service at the Inn [M/F, stallion x deer anthros, handjob/masturbation, virgin, erotica] (AmethystMare)
A young stallion anthro visits an inn on the way home from business travel and is shown the ways of the passions of the body for the very first time…
“Full service” is an understatement!
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Gold Stripe shuffled his hooves quietly, the stallion not quite sure what to do as he was ushered into the bath. Although he was a slimmer sort of anthro stallion, it was large enough for perhaps even a feral, which was a surprise to him, wearing only a loincloth to protect his modesty as the water bubbled with soap and oils that would soothe anything weary from his coat and his muscles.
“Er… Like this?”
He grunted, blushing lightly, slipping down into the hot water. He didn’t know why the maid of the inn, a gorgeous anthro doe whose large breasts filled out her black and white patched dress, had insisted that he bathe, but he didn’t feel at all obliged to deny her such a thing. Maybe he stank more than he realised after his travels, as he had been on the road for quite a while after stopping in at the inn.
Confession 4 : Letter to my Omegle stranger [FM][Masturbation][Pee]
# ~~~ Letter to my Omegle stranger ~~~
Today, I came back early from the market where I had gone with my mother. She had some more errands to run across the city. My sister was at the pool with her friends. My father had left for Moscow a couple of days ago. This could only mean one thing: a couple of hours of freedom from the prying eyes and ears of my clan.
Having the flat to myself gave me complete privacy to let my dirtiest thoughts run free. I want you to know that I am not a complete degenerate, I usually don’t do this sort of thing. Today, I had a feeling deep in my stomach that I was going to do something more daring than anything I had done before.
I think deep down, I am a bit of a voyeur. I like seeing others naked. When my sister or my roommates get changed, I like to observe how their bodies look, imagine how they would move in the fantasies I made up for them. There is something mystical, almost sacred, in observing the revelation of a body for me to worship.
Triple Penetration & The Beach.
The smell of salt water, seagull poop, & body oil invades your nose. Your eyes recover from the sun’s engulfing rays – not one sunburn scars your person. You stand up, stretching your legs, but cannot see your desire. Gazing around the fourways & the cardinals you begin walking towards the only gathering insight – a Volley Ball net.
The sun glares in your eyes but even it’s rays are incapable of keeping you from beholding what is before you. Legs upon legs & oiled bodies lusting & thrusting; grunts & moans breaking through the chatter the waves & seagulls share amongst themselves. Scores of men laying down in the towels – nude with their pricks at half mast, each of them bedecked in red lipstick smooches, all of them catching their breathe. Your stomach sinks as your pricks stands & bulks itself. Semen, vuvla, & sweat invade your senses. Your face grows hot as your muscles lose feeling.
Watching (MF) (Masturbation) (Voyeurism)
I was now making a habit of leaving my home two hours early, my wife just thinks that I am having a change in shift and I told her that I am working in another part of town which is why I leave a little earlier. What I am actually doing in getting in my car and driving around the block and then coming back to my parking structure. I drive up to the second from top level so I have cover but drive with my lights switched off. When I pull up I remove the traffic cones I have bought and placed there. When I am in my spot I look out of the window and see what all this effort is for.
Down in my apartment complex, in a window which is three apartments down from mine, was a window open and inside the window was my neighbor, on her bed, on top of the sheets, her hand inside of her panties and rubbing herself and playing with herself. Right on time. I unzipped my pants and took out my cock, slowly stroking it as I watched. I could see that she was biting her lip as he fingers were completing circular motions underneath her panties.
Perverted Cinema (F/M) (Masturbation)
Tickets have been sent out to a select few, super exclusive guest list sent out to people who know people in the know. If you got tickets to the cinema then you was part of a select few, a mutual bunch of people who know about this cinema and use this cinema. This cinema is The Perverted Cinema
Julia –
I got my invitation and moved up to the cinema, the only one I have ever known with a changing room. I followed the instructions and removed all my clothes and put on the soft fluffy robe. I put in my order for my drink before moving onto the viewing room. I was excited, it was a Russ Meyer movie. Supervixens was being shown. One of my favorite films, an absolute delight which I have always played with myself when this film is on. So I followed the instructions and stripped down. Removing all my clothes, sliding down my panties and unhooking my bra, even sliding down my stocking, and i love my stockings, till I was naked, placing the robe on before moving into the screening room.
Neil –
The Coaches’ Daughter [F] [teen] [masturbation] [long build-up] [Part 2]
I would recommend reading the previous part. [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mde0l6/the_coaches_daughter_fm_teen_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
**Lila**
Senior year was important and I was flooded with homework and assignments. As I lay on my bed, writing an essay for my literature class, my dad knocked on my door and came in.
“Do you have a few minutes, Baby Girl? I want to talk to you about something important to me.”
“Yes, sure.”, I said as I sat up in my bed to make some space for my dad.
My unshakeable dad sat there fumbling with his hands, and it was almost funny. I started grinning but tried to hide it. Since I did nothing wrong, I think I know exactly what this will be about. He cleared his throat and started talking.
“I don’t know if you noticed, because women have some kind of spidey senses about that, but I am seeing someone. Her name is Shannon.”
He looked at me and saw me grinning. “You knew?”
“Let’s just say I had a solid assumption, that this is the case. Where did you two meet?” I couldn’t see my father as an online dating app user. He is somehow old-school. And I doubt he would have managed to create a profile, that wouldn’t be awkward.
Professor finds student on Reddit [MF]
Over the years I’ve lectured a lot of college classes. I’ve always kept my visiting hours open, to help students and clarify any questions they may have about that week’s topic. Unsurprisingly, most students don’t take up the opportunity, but there’s always a few who tend to come regularly. You can always tell the students who may want more. It’s not just the way they dress, the way they ask questions which need detailed answers, or the frequency with which they visit. The main giveaway, is the way they look at me. Hanging on my every word, as they look at me with their youthful wide eyes, trying to gleam the wisdom I’ve accumulated over my years. I’d always feel the tension with each of the students who’d visit, and would need to release it shortly after.