Buying Diana [Lesbian]

Feeling very nervous as she stood backstage with the others, Diana Watson had so many butterflies in her stomach by then that she was deathly afraid that she might throw up at any moment.

Uncomfortably squeezed into her very best dress – one that she had not worn for many years, since before a sedentary life added more than a few extra pounds to her once slender figure – Diana had to work hard to resist the impulse to run a restive hand through the hair she’d had professionally coiffed at the beauty parlor earlier that day. She had gone to a great deal of trouble and expense to look her absolute best for this event and didn’t want to ruin it, though she was quite sure the effect had long since been spoiled by her sweating and nervous fidgeting as she awaited her turn.

Cringing at the rolling rumble of the crowd, the rhythmic chant of the auctioneer and the gunshot-like bangs of the gavel, Diana resisted the urge to take another peek through the curtains as she knew that it would only put her even more on edge.

The Taylor Family 3 [Lesbian Incest – And let the fucking finally begin!]

**To see the previous parts, go** [**here**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jul3w5/the_taylor_family_1_the_beginning_my_version_of_a/) **for the first half of part one, go** [**here**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jul5jr/the_taylor_family_1_the_end_my_version_of_a/) **for the second half of part one, and go** [**here**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jumuk4/the_taylor_family_2_a_lesbian_incest_romance_yet/) **for part two.**

“Hey, Ruthie? Did it seem to you like Mom was acting a little odd?”

Kristen was not watching where she was going, looking back over her shoulder even as she was dragged along by the hand by her little sister. Somehow, she managed to avoid walking into anything as she was guided at something just short of a dead sprint up the stairs and into the bedroom the two teens shared.

“Never mind that now,” the other girl answered, propelling her sister towards one of the beds while she paused just a moment to throw the door shut behind them.

“But . . .”

Ruth reclaimed her sister swiftly, an arm going around her waist to guide her over to one of the two beds, sitting down together on the edge. As far as she was concerned, there was something very, very important that the two of them needed to be attending to right now and it wasn’t a discussion about their mother’s antics.

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-One – Malfoy’s Business Expansion

Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, mf, ncon, x-mast, grope, magic, mc, spank, voy

Draco Malfoy was enjoying life; his latest revenge plot and money-making scheme had netted him a decent amount of gold in just a couple of weeks. It had taken him a week to perfect his revenge plot and the spells and enchantments which were needed, but after testing them out on his loyal slut Pansy Parkinson, he was very pleased with the results. Malfoy had used the ‘Imperio Prostitutus’ spell on a charmed coin and had branded her with it to control her actions. Malfoy used this power to turn her into a common prostitute, charging twenty Galleons to whoever wanted to fuck her. It had been a week since Malfoy had branded Pansy and turned her into his very first unknowing prostitute, and although he had been raking in good gold, he knew he could make more and further his plot for revenge against Hermione Granger if he expanded his business. He wasn’t quite ready to make Hermione a card-carrying member of his little prostitution ring, but he was ready to add a second piece of ass to his escort service.

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty – Malfoy’s Hogwarts Escort Service

Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mmf, cream pie, grope, magic, preg, spank, unif

The Yule Ball had been a wild success for Harry Potter and Ron Weasley; they had used the animal magnetism potion Harry had concocted from the Spellbook of Desires to great effect. They hadn’t been able to seduce the girls they had planned on, but fucking Pavarti and Padma Patil was an acceptable substitute. Harry and Ron had pumped the twins full of their hot sticky cum and had left them naked and unconscious in a broom closet. Unfortunately for Ron; Hermione had walked into the broom closet, just as Ron was slamming his full six inches into Padma Patil’s clutching teen pussy. Hermione had run from the room, disgusted and furious at Ron, running back to Gryffindor tower in tears. Ginny Weasley on the other hand, had left the ball early; her apparent reason was sore feet, from her date, Neville, stomping all over them while dancing.

Failed No Nut November [MF]

Failed No Nut November

Backstory

A little backstory for the people here I can be a pretty toxic bf/ex and it can get scary for the other person as I turn unrecognizable. There’s a long list of things I do when I feel like i’m about to lose my significant other but that’s a story for another day. Let’s call my ex rose, Rose had the habit of whenever we broke up to start adding new guys to her ig accounts & start talking to the people I would push her to avoid and that bothered me a lot, she promised that this time after our final break up she’d take some alone time for maybe about month before trying with someone else and I was okay with that. A couple of days later she’s going to all these parties with people I disliked, adding guys and texting them not even 3 days later and got a job at this new mall that opened up so just how I am I assume she’s fucking new people bc that’s how my toxic mind works I assume.

[wife-exh] [nc] [voy] [mast] WIFE EXHIBITIONISM: MOTEL SHOW – We were staying overnight at a motel on our way home from Florida when I decided to show off my sleeping naked wife. Wife Literotica.

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Just a couple of months ago we had traveled to Florida to visit some relatives and decided to make the drive home in just two days. After a long day of driving, we stopped at a motel late in the evening for a room.

Unfortunately, the only non-smoking room they had left was right next to the parking lot security light.

The light was quite obnoxious and with the curtains open it shined into the room almost as bright as daylight. But, since we were too tired to go elsewhere we signed the registration and settled in. With the curtain closed, it wasn’t too bad, and soon we had both fallen asleep.

I don’t know how much later it was, but after hearing some cars in the parking lot and getting up to go to the bathroom, I walked over to the window and opened the drapes a little bit. The security light was bright

enough to spread a fan of light across the bed where Sam was still fast asleep.

Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady [FF, Femdom]

Part One:

Carol Falls for the Cleaning Lady

The life of a mom is filled with stress. Carol was tired of nagging her two teens to clean up after themselves. Toilet seats were left up, kitchen counters left a mess, the typical lazy teen attitude wore on her. She worked from home and the burden of running a house was constant.

Her husband was supportive, and they enjoyed a healthy sex life, even after 25 years of marriage. Carol loved it when the house was clean and the kids were out; that’s when she thought about having sex with Craig. Lately Carol had been more distracted, the sex had waned a little.

Having coffee with a friend she poured out her troubles. “I’ve got just what you need,” said Michele, a longtime friend. “Try my Mexican cleaning lady. Nancy is the best. She’ll clean your house and help reduce your stress for sure.” Carol thought it was odd the way her friend giggled about the cleaning service. A Mexican cleaner named Nancy?  How good could it be?

Writing a novel/this is a small excerpt/please tell me what you think/contains adult content/18+only/thanks for reading!

***Jack’s Offshore***

The blue and white Bell Jet Ranger helicopter was closing on the oil rig, eighty miles into the green choppy sea off Port Fourcon, Louisiana. Jack told himself he wasn’t going back offshore again. Ever. Yet, here he finds himself, accepting another hitch – not on the platform he’s flying to, but on the one-hundred-forty foot supply boat tied up to it. Twenty-eight days on – fourteen off.

Although his experience on resupply vessels would likely secure him a better-than-good shot at a lucrative position on a platform, Jack knew it was too much of a career for him. Too much responsibility. These rig companies would constantly ask him go to this school – to acquire new skills, and go to that school – for a new certification. Thoughts of it found his motivation on the floor. Plus, they’d want him to do things, many things, which if done incorrectly, could result in loss of life or limb. The boat was plenty dangerous, but he was an independent contractor there. Deckhands were the lowest paid workers in the industry, and that was just alright with Jack. He was by no means stupid – he just wanted to do stupid work.

[MMF] [wife] [anal] [cheating] HOME FROM IRAQ – A wife is tricked into a threesome on the bathroom floor.

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I was so horny I could hardly stand it. Michael had been home for almost 30 days now and we’d only made love 3 times in all that time. Even the three-time we did it I had to be careful to be as quiet as possible so his Marine buddy who was staying with us wouldn’t hear.

You might wonder why I was trying so hard not to be heard having sex with Michael. The reason’s simple, I was a hooker when I first met Michael. I wasn’t a confirmed prostitute or anything, I was just trying to put myself through college, and having sex with military guys was an easy way to do it.

When I’d met Michael though, all thoughts of money and college went right out of my head. We started living together and got married 4 months later. But ever since we were married I’ve tried to act respectable and if the truth is known, I have been trying to live down my hooker past with all Michael’s Marine buddies. You see they all knew what I’d been doing and how we’d met.

First time having sex with an escort [MF]

I wasn’t very successful with girls in general and had no more than three hookups in my entire life so far which makes me very inexperienced in terms of my sex life. Most of the time I do watch plenty of porn and have bought a big collection of masturbators to jerk off with. One day the idea came up in my mind to have sex with a nice looking prostitute. I did some research and ended up with an interesting agency which offers high class escort girls. I have been clicking through all photographs of the models where each of them has also written down their services. I got more interested in one certain brunette which tends to have a very nice body and face as well. According to her description, she offers girlfriend sex, which is like having sex with a real girlfriend or whatsoever, as the website states. So after all I have decided to book this girl for an one hour long girlfriend experience.