Industrial relations – Part II [MF, HUML, ANAL]

He stretched his hand out, and parted her blouse. Her breasts fascinated him, they were little more than mounds, A cups he guessed, yet they were pert and suited her slender yet athletic frame. As he stroked her nipples she seemed embarrassed for the first time. He wondered if her breasts somehow embarrassed her, she seemed far more comfortable flashing her cunt at him.

He felt himself grow hard; she looked down at his growing bulge and raised an eyebrow “so do we have a deal” we asked.

“I wouldn’t be so cocky if I were you” peter said archly “I’m not going to be manipulated by you”

She said nothing but a flash of what Peter took to be vulnerability and hurt came across her face. She turned around and picked up her skirt.

As she started to put it on he said “wait” she stopped and turned to look at him. He still had her knickers in his hand; he saw that he was clenching them tightly. The erection in his trousers was starting to become uncomfortable.

“put these back on” he said handing her back her knickers. Read more »

“We’re Not Role-Playing”, Part One [MF, BDSM, Control, Intellectual, Foreplay, Oral, Anal]

"We're Not Role-Playing": A Story About 'Submission' Told in Two Parts

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Author's Note:

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I'll keep this brief. What follows is the story of a Man and a Woman* and their . It is as simple as that. Inspiration is credited to the lovely Bosslady24 and the gorgeous pictures on her account. Find her in the comments below if you'd like to see what I imagined when I wrote the character of the Woman.*

"We're Not Roleplaying" will be told in two parts. PM's regarding suggestions for *Part Two are always welcome and if I like your idea, I'll credit you for it in Part Two. Thanks for reading!*

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PROLOGUE: The Light-Switch, .i

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"Do you see the light-switch? Over by the mini-fridge." The Man pointed to the patch of wall-paper next to the hotel-room's TV. The Woman nodded, knowing silence would better express her submission than her words ever could.

The Man sat in the sofa-chair, holding a glass of Gin on the arm-chair and caressing the Woman's head, which rested against knee, with his free hand. Once or twice, the Man's large wedding-ring had caught in her hair, pulling it, but the Woman didn't mind much. She was curled-up around the Man's dress-shoes, arms around his ankles, legs spread out on the carpet. Read more »

My Father and I [Incest], [mf], [dad], [daughter]

This story was one of my first attempts at writing erotica back in 2012

I had always wondered what it would be like to have the penis that created me, inside me. This obsession had been plaguing me for years as a teenager, I had never had any trouble getting male attention at all as I had what many guys called “the perfect figure” but I was never really interested in any other man than the one who made me, I thought it was just raging hormones through puberty that was causing these thoughts to even enter my head. I am very aware that this was not the case at all, and that I have a very dark secret to hold to myself about what my father and I had done tonight.

Throughout my late teens I have been getting more and more sexually active, being very promiscuous with the boys at school. I had even gone as far as giving my boyfriend head on the school field at lunch, obviously in a quiet corner so nobody would see, but none of these boys turned me on quite as much as my father. He had the body most guys would kill for, nicely toned abs, the biceps which were just the perfect size, and amazing buns of steel, the fire fighter every girl dreams of, but unfortunately this was my dad. Read more »

“Breaking the Doldrums”, Volume One [MF] [FOREPLAY] [REALITY]

B R E A K I N G T H E D O L D R U M S : A Serialized Erotic Story in Three Volumes

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Teaser Summary:

A young fiction writer who's experiencing a doldrum in his life meets an older woman, who's sense of spontaneity and whimsy allowed him to shake of his Winter blues. Though it is written from a male perspective, this story is intended for female audiences, 25+. See the end of this post for links to GWAudio readings of each chapter.

Dedicated To:

BlondesRMoreFun6. She knows why. ;)

Author's Introduction:

What follows here is a bit of an indulgence on my behalf. Feel free to skip down to the first chapter if you aren't interested in the craft of writing or the nature of erotic fiction. Read more »

Fantasy Is More than Black and White (M/F – preview)

Here's the first part of my new story! I'd love to know what you think.

Fantasy is More than Black and White A Wedding Fantasia

Most straight guys would have considered dating a hot bisexual girl a fantasy — even if it only lasted a week and she never did get around to inviting one of her girlfriends in for the porn-requisite threesome.

Unlike most straight guys, it hadn’t ever occurred to Trey to fantasize about any of that. Besides, it had been years ago.

But when that hot bisexual ended up marrying Trey’s sister Dianne… Well, that wasn’t the stuff of fantasy at all.

Trey didn’t mind that his sister was marrying a woman. He was happy to serve as her best man. Ecstatic.

No.

What was throwing Trey for a loop through the whole ceremony wasn’t that Dianne, who’d come out to him when she was twelve, was marrying another woman. It was that she was marrying Lara. Lara Jefferson. Who had slept with everything that moved during college, and after. Including — for one very, very weird week — Trey. Read more »

X-post from /r/EroticLiterature: The Storm [solo]

It was late. The sun had gone down hours ago even though it stayed light until almost 9:30 in the middle of summer. Outside the walls of the empty house, the city slept. The sounds of cars on the street, dogs barking at people walking by, chirping of birds, even the wind in the trees – they had all died down to near total silence.

This was her time of day, well past midnight, past one, nearly two. Sleep no longer came easily and was still far off. While the rest of the world slept, she would lay awake in bed or sit at her computer in the dark. Her only company now in the dead of night was that cruel, mocking companion called memory.

Her inbox stubbornly refused to receive the emails she was longing for. Games and porn likewise disappointed, so her computer was dark. She lay awake in bed, staring at her ceiling, desperately trying to clear her mind of the memories and thoughts she couldn’t seem to escape. Read more »

Movie & Friend [MF][Oral][Vaginal][Vanilla]

Movie & Friend Tags: Vanilla, Childhood friend, Blowjob

" Jason! Wanna come with me home and watch a movie?" "Sure!" I replied. Amy wore our school uniform, but with a twist. The one she was wearing was a black button-up shirt and a red skirt, of course being the usual Amy she decided to go with black Thigh High stockings and a pony-tail.
"Damn, she looks great today!" I thought to my self.

Being the good childhood friend (8 years and still going strong in our friendship.) I am, you can guess the outcome. Of course I said yes.

Although I have romantic feelings for her I still don't want to let her go as my friend., I'm pretty sure she only sees me as a friend and nothing else but a friend. "Great, I'll see you at six. My place" Amy said with a smile on her face went to her seat. I don't recall that we talked for the rest of the day, but hey. She looked nervous when she said that. Read more »

Layers Ch 01a [TF/TG]

Chapter 1

It was a box. Or possibly a crate – wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my front door. I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with my foot. Slightly heavy but not bad. I haven't ordered anything lately so what was the deal?

I shrug and open my door. The sun is starting to set behind me and it's been a long day at work so I decide to figure it out inside. With a drink. People at work aren't the easiest to deal with and drinks often help. Relaxing with a drink, closing my eyes and temporarily imagining a fantasy world where I tell my bitchy coworkers exactly what I think of them rather than smiling woodenly and nodding my head. Feeling my heart race and cursing myself for wanting to just run from the lady in purchasing or whoever is yelling at me at the moment. Read more »

The Farm, Pt. 1

[m,f]

It didn't take Lucy long to hear, through word of mouth, about the farm five miles out of town. The community college she'd moved to was a in a fairly rural southern town, and there wasn't much around besides the Baptist church on every street corner, and the gas station and grocery store.

Being so small, hardly anyone was hiring, but Lucy had heard the rumors. Girls paid their way through school around here by getting part-time, or even full-time, jobs at the farm. It was taboo, and incredibly risky, but without her dad to help her out, Lucy could see no other choice.

The day she decided to finally look into the farm was the day before Thanksgiving break. A girl in her literature class had been whispering to another right in front of her. Lucy knew the girl's name was Ali, and when Ali pulled out 700 dollars from her wallet to prove it to her friend, Lucy was convinced.

That afternoon when their class let out, Lucy approached Ali and discreetly asked her about the farm. Ali glanced around the two of them and pulled Lucy aside by the forearm. "We can't talk about it here, but if you're serious, meet me in the parking lot outside of the theater building tonight at six." Read more »

The Pool: Part 1 [mf]

My mom brought me home from the hospital on a Friday and just nine days later our next door neighbor, Mrs. Best, brought home her newborn daughter. Candace and I used to play when we were babies. She even invited me to her birthday parties until she turned 12 and started getting tits. After that I was just "zit-face", "nerd", or "dummy" to her and that's if she even deigned to acknowledge my existence. I'm not even sure she remembered my name was really Greg. Now we were both 18 and I was heading to college in the fall. Candace was going to stay home for another year as she'd been too involved with her latest boyfriend and subsequent breakup to get in to a decent school.

Just the week before the events of this story I watched her eighteenth birthday party from my bedroom window. As usual she was surrounded by boys all hoping her bikini top would come off. She dove off the diving board again and again showing off her body and the way those lovely tits bounced. She would laugh and the boys would call out, "Do a back flip Candy!", "Do a swan dive Candy!" and she'd preform for them. My cock was so hard in my underwear I thought it would explode. But I wasn't going to be the pathetic peeping tom, jacking myself to the pretty girl next door. Instead I logged on to World of Warcraft to get my mind of my throbbing dick. Read more »