Rebellion (Part 2) [Father], [Rough Oral], [Fingering], [Cunnilingus], [Virgin], [Control], [Restrained], [Consenting],

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abt4f5/rebellion_part_1_teachers_oral_dubious_consent/)

He stepped closer to me and I pulled away, “What are you doing?” I asked as I looked up at him.

“You are going to apologize. If I have to make you do it myself, I will,” he spat at me as he grabbed my jaw and pulled me to him.

I tightly closed my lips and tried to turn away from him, he leaned down and whispered to me, “Your mom was pregnant with you when I met her. I took you both in, raised you as my own to keep her looking like an honorable woman…I paid for you to go to this school when I didn’t have to. I put opportunity after opportunity in your lap so you wouldn’t end up a little cum slut like your mother, and now look at you.”

He pushed me away from himself and I fell to the ground on my back, hands pinned under me. He sat just above my head, his legs on either side of my face and pushed his cock against my lips. I still tried to hold them tightly closed and he reached down and groped my breast, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I winced as it hurt just a little bit and he took the opportunity to put his fingers in my mouth to pry my jaw open then shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat.

Homecoming Part 3 [siblings], [power play], [public], [rough and dominant]

[The beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ab50cp/homecoming_part_1_adult_siblings_nudity_no_sex/)

[The Middle](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abfu43/homecoming_part_2_shower_siblings_masturbation/)

When I woke up my brother wasn’t in my bed anymore. We carried on about our day as though nothing happened, though blushing glances were stolen from time to time whenever mom wasn’t watching us. We had the usual birthday dinner of my favorite meal, and the obligatory cake and ice cream after. That was that and I was officially 21!

Our day was only beginning after dinner. My brother had promised me the last time I saw him that he would take me out for my first legal drink at a bar for my 21st because he had to miss my 20th birthday. I got dressed “for appearances” and packed a bag with my real outfit. What mom doesn’t know won’t hurt her. As far as she knew I was wearing a red crop top, an almost knee length leather skirt, and a black lace bolero. Sexy enough to be believable, but still on the conservative side so mom wouldn’t flip out on me.

Homecoming (Part 2) [shower] [siblings] [masturbation] [sleeping sister]

[The beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ab50cp/homecoming_part_1_adult_siblings_nudity_no_sex/)

We maneuvered so that he was in the back of the tub and I was at the front of the tub, otherwise he blocked the water from hitting me. He stood there awkwardly covering himself and looking up at the ceiling for a moment.

I started washing the baby oil off of his arms with the soap on my hands. He pulled away and looked down at me, “Don’t do that?”

It was more of a plea than a statement. I stepped away from him a bit and reached out to hand him the soap, “Sorry,” was all I said.

He took the soap and I reached past him to get the shampoo that was sitting on the back corner of the tub. He audibly groaned and I looked up at him, he was blushing brightly. With the shampoo in hand I turned around to wash the baby oil out of my hair. He reached past me and put the soap down on the holder, then I felt his hands on mine as I roughly scrubbed the shampoo into my scalp.

My resuscitation nurse gave me a Christmas present [MF]

As a hospital resident you spend most of your time at work – there’s a reason we’re called residents. With accommodation for you upstairs in the hospital. It also means your social life is non-existent, replaced by those working around you.

Lisa is a resuscitation nurse that works in casualty. Mid twenties, petite and athletic, half Asian half Iranian and always bubbly. You need high spirits in resuscitation as things don’t usually end well.

I first met Lisa a year ago as our paths crossed in the department. We first worked together per se as she assisted me in managing a difficult airway. A little harmless flirting ensued whenever I saw her, through the otherwise depressing days was something to look forward to.

I had moved to a different department for the better part of 9 months before being posted in a role where I’d run into Lisa again. We didn’t talk outside of work, but when I saw her Christmas Day in the department, it was like there was no time that had gone by.

[MF] Opening Up pt2

[Part One](https://old.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/a9zstu/slow_openings/)

I could not get that night out of my head, the next Day Kelly left to go to her parents. I walked her out and Kyle was no where to be seen.

“I will see you Friday babe!” She said as we locked lips one last time, my hands went to the small of her back pulling her in but she pushed me away giggling.

“Text me later!” She winked and walked out the door, I could not resist the urge to watch her tall legs strut down the hall, hips swaying. I closed the door and paid mind to the silence of our apartment. Kyle was still in bed despite it being 1pm now, very unlike him. My thoughts ran to last night as I closed my eyes. I could still see Kellys blue eyes staring at me with my cock in her pretty little mouth. Her cute button nose wiggling when she took me in and my pubic hairs tickled it, her tits bouncing with every movement. I reached down over my boxers feeling myself grow……I rushed to my bedroom and locked it.

Staying home to look out for my sister – [F] watching [FM]

Last Christmas, I had to put up with my sister incessantly going on about her boyfriend, and ultimately inviting her over while I was home, meaning that I couldn’t resist seeing what she was up to (https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7mhknu/being_a_nosy_sister_f_watching_fm/). This year, I was prepared for another festive season of my sister being insufferable about her relationship, and while I’ve had to contend with plenty of that – I had to give up the “down a Christmas drink every time my sister mentions her boyfriend” drinking game to protect my liver – something was also a little “off” about her behaviour since my arrival at the family home last week.

While she’s very open about texting and talking to her boyfriend around the house normally, this time around she was having a lot of secretive phone text chats – snatching her phone to her chest or covering it with her hand if I so much as glanced in her direction. Of course, this just made me curious (and a little worried – she is my sister after all), and so I escalated trying to sneak a glimpse of her phone, and she then escalated hiding it from me, finally getting to the point where she moaned to my parents about me and I got told to “give your sister some space”.

[FM] The Christmas Party

I won’t pretend I wasn’t thinking of Mark as I got ready for the party. I put on my make up and ironed my hair in the mirror, wondering if he would be there. Would he bring along a date to torture me? My heart raced the whole time. I wore a cherry red button up silk blouse, a fitted black Halogen skirt with silk stockings (nude color), my (faux) pearl necklace, gold bangles, and my favorite red (faux) Louboutin ‘fuck-me’ heels. And I wore black lace tangas and a matching bra. Just in case.

I arrived in my uber at around 9pm, shortly after dinner had already ended— I wasn’t hungry. I checked my coat and quickly found a small group of my female office-mates chatting at a table, all of whom were older than 40 (and some way older than that!) They hugged and kissed me when I arrived, gushing about my outfit, my earrings, my shoes. In that crowd, I stood out like a sore thumb. I scanned the party but couldn’t find Mark, so I decided to relax and enjoy myself in spite of my disappointment. Would it be a long night? I ordered a glass of Malbec, then another, and enjoyed what I could of the conversations above the din of loud club music.

The Red Lock Hostel Part 1 [Str8, Ghost, fantasy, reluc, mast, anal]

The Red Lock Hostel just opened the weekend I came to Tucson. It’s located pretty out of the way from the main part of town, but still accessible by bus. The hostel took my breath away when I approached and saw it was a recently restored two-story Victorian mansion with a tower. Once checked-in, the Host put on a cheesy grin and informed me that the hostel was haunted and to please stay clear of the door to the tower, which I would recognize from the red lock fastened to it. As a mischievous grin spread across his pale face, he slipped me a piece of paper with his phone number on it and said, “Don’t hesitate to call if you need…assistance.” His eyes drifted downward, following my shape.

I blushed compulsively and felt blood rush to certain parts of my body in a way that was only natural. The primal reaction quickly returned to sensibility; I was of half a mind to take my business elsewhere, but I merely glowered and made a note to crucify the Host in my online review of the hostel.

Brightthorn Ch1. Captured by a Witch[MF][Fdom][fantasy][oral][reluc]

“You really are a bother, you know that?” she murmured. The witch glanced back over her shoulder at him. Her hand was in front of her, lightly tapping along a series of jars and pouches searching through them. “Everything would have been much simpler and gone so much easier if you adventurers just kept to yourself.”

From across the room, Leoric glared at her. “Do you really think you kidnapping and murdering women from Fendrel would go unnoticed? And I take being a pain in the ass to monsters like you a compliment.” His cockiness returned slightly towards the end. It rang hollow though, things weren’t looking good for him. Leoric had found himself in plenty of troublesome circumstances before, but this was up there for the worst, right next to the time he had fallen into the crypt with the ghouls. “You still have time to make this easy, Yenel and Winry will be here any moment, we already found you once, how long do you think it will take to find you again?”

Mindi’s Mom Teaches Her [FF] [Incest] [Assisted Masturbation]

Mindi squirmed in frustration on her bed. She pressed and rubbed her fingers against her clit, but it just wasn’t getting it. The blonde teen spread her legs wide and high to look down at where her fingers worked fruitlessly at stimulating her pussy.

“Uhg..” Mindi groaned. “Why can’t I do this!”

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Camille was carrying towels to the upstairs bathroom, when she heard the sound. She was dressed casually for laundry day, black sweatpants and a green sweater, nothing underneath. She moved towards her daughter’s room, hearing Mindi sounding upset. Camille was about to knock when she peeked through the cracked door. Her eyes widened as she saw her daughter splayed out nude on the bed. With a smirk, she quickly realized *what* Mindi was doing, her hand between her legs. Then Camille winced as she saw *how* her daughter was doing it, looking like she was trying to rub a smudge off of her clit.

“Oh honey, not like that.” Camille whispered with a frown.

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Mindi’s hips thrashed, her dripping pussy feeling nothing but teased, and needing much more. She whimpered to herself and threw her head back in agitation.