[M/F+]{Drugs][nc]CLOWNING AROUND – An erotic story of revenge and not a small amount of kinkiness. 1 clown, 15 women, and a 20-inch dildo is just the start…

If you like images to go with your story you can find the link for the illustrated version of this story in the comments below. These are rather kinky images. Enjoy…

Being a clown is a noble profession, I’m sure, but for me, it was simply a way of earning the extra money I needed to finally graduate from college.

Normally a rather bashful person, I learned several years previously that dressing in ridiculous clothes and painting your face provided a humiliation-free barrier. Almost anything a clown does is accepted as part of the routine.

My first gigs were just what you might imagine, kid’s birthday parties, and the like. Then one day I got a call from a woman who wanted me to come to a surprise party for a friend taking the final plunge into marriage. She

wanted me at the stroke of midnight and when I declined (it wasn’t my type of clowning), she offered to double the fee.

When you’re an aspiring college student, money talks. So, I agreed to meet her outside her home at 11:45 the following Saturday night.

**Intense…**

Zoom Consultation [FM]

My boyfriend had been an absolute tease lately.

Granted, we were both busy with assignments. On most days, we were already absolutely knackered by the time we had our nightly Zoom call. Sometimes, we barely had time to ask about each other’s day and send flying kisses before it was time for bed.

But Jeremy had been taking good care of himself. And he was not shy about letting me know.

One morning, I woke up to a mirror nude from him, sticking his tongue out teasingly as his rock hard cock jutted straight out. Two nights later, a pic of him lying in bed, his swollen member dripping pre-cum and begging for attention. The next day, a 5-second teaser video of the previous night’s session, his fist gliding smoothly along his wet cock while his hips gyrated sensually, obviously teasing me.

Of course, I played along. Sometimes, I sent quick shots of my dripping pussy. When I felt like it, videos of me sliding my fingers in and stretching myself for him. During our study calls, I would quickly flash my boobs at him, watching him bite his lip and flush as he tried not to get distracted.

An Intruder Watches

Introduction:

***Heather had seen several husbands come and go from her mother Priscilla’s life. But this stepfather was going to be different this time.***

Heather had seen several husbands come and go from her mother Priscilla’s life. Priscilla’s problem was she came from a very wealthy family and was absolutely gorgeous, so men were sometimes attracted to her just for her money and her looks. Priscilla was very sociable and had a large circle of friends, which made it even easier for many ‘gold digger’ and/or horny men to meet her. She also did some modeling as a hobby, since she didn’t have to work for a living, and some men fell in love with her pictures, not with who she was inside. Priscilla was a nice person, but also a woman who liked to get her own way.

Heather was a younger version of her 45 year old mother. She was 5’-10” tall, with straight brown hair and a model’s physique. She didn’t starve herself, but you could bounce a quarter off her taut stomach and perfectly shaped ass. Heather did some modeling too but was also a very focused student.

A Sad Little Cuck [cuck][wife][MF][M]

Tom walked into his home, hanging his head low. He was exhausted after a long days work at his monotonous job selling insurance. He hated his job, but it paid well enough for him to support him and his wife Tiffany.

Tom walked into the house and tossed his keys onto a small table by the door. He saw another set of keys and wondered if they belonged to the BMW parked outside on the street. He could hear distant voices coming from the kitchen.

He walked into the kitchen to see his wife Tiffany sitting at the dining table, one leg crossed over the other. Here blonde hair straight and sharply cut at her shoulders, her full lips moving up and down. She was wearing a tight white blouse, her breasts were peaking out of the top, and the top button left undone. Seated across from her was a man with dark black skin, he was dressed in dark slacks and a dress shirt, his muscled chest filled the shirt, pressing against the buttons.

“Oh you’re finally home,” Tiffany glanced at Tom, and then continued her conversation. The man’s smile was bright, and he joked with her while she giggled at everything he said.

My Girlfriend Takes a Girl’s Virginity [FFM]

Let’s start off with a bang (oh wow, great pun dickhead) – this is the story of my girlfriend popping a girl’s cherry recently, something she actually had on her bucketlist because she thought it’d make a cool story.

My girlfriend recently reinstalled Tinder to find girls for us to shag together. We took a bunch of super sexual photos for her Tinder, so girls who match with her know exactly what they’re in for. (to see photos and proof check it out [here](https://killyourinnerloser.com/nike-girl/))

She’s been using a template I wrote for her to save her time & be more efficient (she’s got a tonne of other goals she wants to work on, so just like myself, she’s aiming to invest as little time/effort as possible with each girl):

My girl: *“Hey, you’re very cute. I’m [my girl’s name]. I’m looking for something very specific on here.”*

[Other girl says something]

*“I have a master who’s been teaching me BDSM & helping me explore myself in the bedroom, and I really want to find a girl for he & I to teach together. Have experience with being submissive/BDSM, or is it something you’d like to explore?”*

Memories of Marcy : The incredible, sensual, MILF masseuse! [MF] (Long)

Do you remember when you saw for the first time, the most beautiful woman you ever would see? The one that made both time and you stop, and the one that you would forever compare all other women to? I do. I was 18. Naturally.

 At the height of raging hormones and horniness. I had spent the day with my Dad, going about his new town as we searched for cheap furniture to furnish his new place with. Naturally, we hit up craigslist. It was a fun, summer day, great bonding before I left for college.

The first worthy post was from a masseuse office literally a block away, showcasing a nice green loveseat that my dad still owns to this day. 

The loveseat didn’t look too heavy, so Pop and me popped down. I had headphones in, I was just along for the ride, dwindling behind my dad as we waited after knocking on the door. Then it swung open; and I saw her for the first time.

An Office Affair

As I walk into the building and make my way to your office, I smile at everyone and say hello.

Your door is closed. I knock to see if you’re in. I hear your voice from the other side. I open the door and leave it about halfway ajar.

“Good morning”, I say. And we start some small talk about how things are going, what’s happening with our kids, that sort of stuff. However, as I walk closer to your desk, I unzip my pants and pull out my dick.

There’s an evil glint in your eye. As you quickly get to your knees and take my penis in your hand. While you slowly start to stroke. with your right hand, I take your left and put my wedding ring into it. You can feel the warmth from the metal band that my wife gave me. The gift that signifies our marriage and binding together. You hold it in your hand and you feel the weight of it. You compare the warmth of the metal to the warmth of my hardening dick. The ring clinks gently against the wedding ring on her hand. But this is not the ring that you gave to your husband. This is the ring of a stranger. Of a man you’ve been secretly seeing for months.

How I ended up in a [MMF] threesome on my business trip

For this story to make sense, there are two things you need to know about me. The first is that I travel a lot for work. My job involves visiting clients, going to industry conferences and events, speaking engagements–you name it. I find myself in hotels in new cities all the time. This story takes placeon one such trip–a conference in Miami. This was in 2018, pre-COVID.

The second thing you need to know about me is that I’m mostly straight, but am a little bicurious. Given the option, I would always prefer to have sex with a woman. And I only have romantic feelings toward women. But I”ve found that when I’m horny on the road, it’s often easier to find a guy willing to give me a no-strings-attached blowjob than to find a woman to hook up with. And when that happens, I enjoy it too. (Sidenote: If you’re about to come into the comments saying, “If you let a guy suck your dick, you’re gay,” you can go ahead and fuck off. It’s 2020, stop trying to tell people what their sexuality is.)

Old Bob [MM] [smell fetish]

Old Bob [Age gap] [smell fetish]

Going to a neighborhood block party shouldn’t have led to anything. For Oktoberfest a neighbor who owned a food truck offered free pretzels and a few neighbors dressed in traditional German clothing. A couple of wives stood out in their long white socks, little black shoes, blonde braids and busty cleavage on display.

My wife and I brought our dog and mingled awkwardly making small talk. Our traditional neighborhood was typical of most, we waved at familiar faces but didn’t really know folks even after 10 years.

An older couple, must of been in their late 60s, introduced themselves as Bob and Ann. Both fit the typical grandparent image of white hair, sweatshirts, jeans and white sneakers. Both were average build and were pleasant in conversation. Ann talked about the dog and soon she and my wife were talking to another family with a dog.

Bob eyed the busty blondes and winked at me, “Perfect time to enjoy the eye candy.” Before I could respond he added, “A guy has got to get what he can. Man it has been a long time for me.”

Cream & Coco, Chapter 4 [Fm] [Incest] [Mother/Son]

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j7rfec/cream_coco_chapter_3_fm_incest_motherson/)

My son was still gone when morning came. Nobody had called back with word from him, if my empty voicemail was anything to go by. His phone was missing, as was his schoolbag and a pair of his shoes. Evidently, he had stolen in at some point and taken what he needed for the day without disturbing me. He was avoiding me, but at least he was safe.

I sighed, still tired from restless sleep, and went to the common bathroom to get ready for the day. I had totally forgotten to schedule for somebody to fix my ensuite bathroom mirror and faucet, but in my defense, it had been an abnormal few days. I still felt sick with worry, not assuaged by the fact that Drew had fled to some girl’s house. Stefan had described her as a mutual friend. I knew Stefan and Sabrina, and Drew’s basketball teammates. Never had a Lexi Rochester come up in conversation. Or maybe she had, and it had seemed so inconsequential that I had let myself forget. Whoever she was, Drew trusted her more than he did Stefan. Did he finally have a girlfriend? If so, then why didn’t I feel joy for him instead of unease?