Melony and Alex: Back to Her Place (M/F) (20s-30s) [Second Date] [Making Out] [Oral] [Self Pleasure] [Deep Throat] [Throatpie] [Multiple Orgasms] [Disproving Cat]

Melony and Alex: Back to Her Place

Melony started to unlock the door and then stopped when she realized something. “Uh, my place is kind of messy… Just giving you a heads up.” When she’d asked Alex if he wanted to come back to her apartment and talk more, the state of it hadn’t really come to mind. The invitation itself had been kind of an impulsive idea that arose when after they were leaving the restaurant on their second date and he said he really liked spending time with her and wanted to see her again.

Alex and Melony had met at her friend Sharon’s birthday party. Sharon and Alex worked together and Melony had been her friend since they were in high school. They were both able to survive the party when they realized their mutual interest in The Mothman. After bouncing theories off each other all night (Alex said it was a time traveler in a super suite and Melony thought it would be better if it was some kind of faerie creature) he finally asked her for her number.

No, I haven’t seen your husband [FM][Cheating][Vanilla][F32]

You guys liked the last one that I wrote like this, so here’s to a happy new year – with lots of boinking for all of us!

Small world, huh? You and I both here, and for once, we even want the same thing, him to come back to us, and only us.

But no, I haven’t seen him, not for a while now. An hour, maybe? Yes, it’s almost time for lunch, I think he left around eleven. I’m sure he’ll be back soon, you just wait.

You don’t have to look at me like that, I’m not hiding him under my skirt or nothing. It’s not like I could just pull him out and hand him to ya, it doesn’t work that way. He decides when and if he’ll pull out, that is how it works. 

But if you want, go ahead, see for yourself. Get down there, feel me, touch my sticky thighs and look for clues. I mean, sure, he was there, nobody’s denying that. But you didn’t ask me where he’s been, did you? Because he’s been places, and he’s taken me to them, as well. And it’s true, I have no idea where he’s at right now, I’m not lying.

The work meeting [MF] [oral] [officesex]

A follow on from my first story, Chris 40 is Sarah 25 manager. First chapter here [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zwntqm/the_beginning_mf_m40f25_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)

Chris woke in the morning his wife was still in bed when he got up to jump in the shower. As he washed himself his mind drifted to the meeting later today with Sarah, he found he was washing his cock a little more than normal. He leant back in the shower and thought of Sarah on her knees before him, taking him in her mouth. As Chris enjoyed the feeling of the hot shower and his hard cock he could feel that it wouldn’t be long before he orgasmed. All of a sudden there was a bang on the door “what are you doing in there,hurry up”. Chris was quickly pulled out of his fantasy world and straight back into reality. He quickly got out the shower shaved and threw his shirt and suit on, no tie and grabbed his work things to head out the door.

As Chris walked in the office he was equally excited and nervous. Was this all in his head, she can’t really like him, anyway he can’t do anything he is a manager what would HR say.

My first time touching another girl’s pussy was in the back of a taxi, and it got us a free ride [FF]

Spring break was going great, other than the fact that I was still struggling a little bit from the giant cock I had fucked two days before (see previous story). I felt like I had given birth or something. But that didn’t stop me from having a great time.

The girls and I decided we’d take a day trip to Miami Beach from Daytona because none of us had ever been there and we heard there was a nude beach and thought that would be fun! So we piled in the car and headed down. We got to the beach late morning.

Brie was one of my good friends, and she was always up for fun. She was naked before we even got our towels in the sand. I love her. She was barely taller than me and had long blond hair. I had never seen her naked below the waist, she had very small perky boobs, but she stood there naked in front of me and all I could do was stare at her pussy. It was the cutest little thing. She was shaved completely and she just had a slit, no hanging labia like me. She had an “innie”. It literally looked like a little purse. Jill and Amy weren’t so sure and kept their bikinis on and laid down.

The day I met Mike [MM, straight, soft]

I was back to my hometown Montreal for a 3-day assignment. I took a few of those as I’m now single and it’s easier to travel.

The day had been long, and getting back to the hotel had been stressful as there was a storm and I was no longer accustomed to driving in the snow.

As I got to my room, I decided to get down to the bar to watch the game and eat a little something.

It was a quiet night – there was only me, the bartender and a guy that looked familiar. As I sat, we started talking. We were both 37, had a similar job, both played hockey and had similar interests in general. Mike also looked like he had a rough day.

“How’s the divorce?” as he looked at the indentation on my ring finger. “Well, it’s rough.” “It’s hard man, but you’ll get through it. I’ve been there. You’re free as a bird now!” “Yeah, I guess.” “I wouldn’t have found Catherine if it hadn’t been for the divorce.”

[OC] “Your Life as a Bull’s Cunt-Boy” (Trans/FtM Protagonist, Gay, Hucow, Breeding, Lactation, Breastfeeding, Passion/Love, Cuddling, Narrated Story, Nameless Characters)

(Warnings: Usage of terms like “cunt”, “cunt-boy”, “t-dick”. Reference to breasts and pregnancy. Potential usage of anatomical terms. If i missed anything let me know in the comments, I’m a cis guy so I might not be aware of everything that might be triggering.)

(Let me know what y’all think when you’re done! I haven’t written in a while, but this is a story that I’ve been thinking of since I stopped. I think I’ve put enough thought into it at this point to put it in writing, hope you enjoy ^_^ And if you know a place this would be appreciated, please crosspost it there! That would make my whole day)

As your day of work ends, you push a button releasing your breasts from their pumps and get up from your station, taking a minute to stretch. One of the Cunt-Boys from the next barn over passes by you and giggles, noting that your breasts are still leaking even after a whole day of pumping. You can’t stand the thought of another minute at the machines; you’ve been so sore since Mistress’ new supplements have been added to your diet, but you’re getting hungry, and the sun is going down. So, you prepare to head off to the chow-line for some dinner.

Party trick of my wife [MMF]

My wife, Alessia and I have been married for seven years. Our sex life is great, but now, in our early thirties, I have gotten into the idea of her showing off her body. At first, she was reluctant to agree to the outfits I would request, but over the years, she has opened up more sexually and her body has blossomed as a result of her efforts in the gym. She has grown more confident and willing to display her hard work.

She started off by leaving her bra at home when we go out. The looks and attention that she got allowed her to enjoy the exhibitionism and it would always leave me incredibly aroused. She used to be self-conscious about her 34D boobs and how vulgar they looked without a bra. Her nipples always stand out when she wears a tight shirt which ultimately is what drove all the looks and attention she would get.

Over time she grew bolder in what she would wear and she started getting into the exhibitionism, making sure her nipples would slip out or show in the right angle.

Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 9 – The Family Tree – part 2/2 (a villain uses supernatural powers to possess and control a family in their home to get kinky vengeance) [M30s/F30s/f18][NC][MC][Mdom][Bondage][Food][Lac] READ DISCLAIMERS!

**Don’t start here! Start at Chapter 1!**

**Just reuploading this old series with some edits.**

**Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.**

*In this final chapter, still possessing husband, I make the girls clean each other, then bind them in a unique position by the fireplace, punishing them in various ways.*

**DISCLAIMERS**

In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR.

This is more PORN than PLOT.

All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

**FETISHES / WARNINGS**

-Non-con

-Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism

-Incest

-Bondage

-Butt plugs/ anal

-Food fetish

-Gross licking face/armpits/foot/pubes/sweat

-Breast milk

-Squirt

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**Final Chapter – The Family Tree (part 2)**

Mind Controlled By My Teacher 1 [F30s/F18/M18] [Teacher/Student] [Mind Control] [Sexual Enslavement] [Humiliation]

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic mind control fiction with elements of coerced sexual activity; all characters are 18+

**MIND CONTROLLED BY MY TEACHER: Book 1**

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*Aiden Grace’s POV*

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“Aiden Grace, to the front of the room, please,” Mrs. Pennyworth calls out.

I swallow and smooth down my pleated skirt, rising to stand with an awkward slowness. What the hell did I do to draw her attention to me? It’s not fair; Mary Anne and Susie were the ones giggling and chatting—not me. I was minding my own business and trying to pay attention to the lecture. Perhaps I was nibbling on my pencil a little too much and getting lost in my own thoughts (mostly revolving around my boyfriend, Bruce), but still, I was being quiet and don’t deserve what’s coming to me.

The whole classroom falls silent, only my uneasy footfalls casting soft thuds across the room. No one likes Mrs. Pennyworth. She’s a stern woman, with soulless black eyes and raven hair, and everyone jokes that she might be a witch. Rumors of her cruelty circulated through the entire senior class when Mrs. Pennyworth had been transferred to our small, rural high school to teach life skills such as financial responsibility, writing a resume, or applying for college. The life skills were a valuable asset to our Podunk town’s lack of proper education, but Blair Pennyworth’s reputation quickly dampened the enthusiasm everyone had about learning.

Mind Controlled By My Teacher [FFM, MF, FF, Teacher/Student, Mind Control, Sexual Enslavement] Book 2

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic mind control fiction with elements of coerced sexual activity; all characters are 18+

[Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wstcb7/mind_controlled_by_my_teacher_ffm_mf_ff/)

**MIND CONTROLLED BY MY TEACHER: Book 2**

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*Bruce Jenkin’s POV*

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I don’t get what’s going on, but my girlfriend has been ignoring me for the past few days. Just when I’d thought things were going really good between us—because she’d let me finger her behind the bleachers after I won my last game—she started acting really weird. What’s even more weird, is how she’s been skipping last period, when we have Mrs. Pennyworth teach us about financial junk or life responsibility or some bullshit that I’ll probably never need to know. Aiden Grace never skips *anything*—not church, not school, not *me* . . . and yet here I am, staring at her empty chair, after another day of her dodging my texts and barely catching sight of her skittering down the halls.

“Mister Jenkins,” Mrs. Pennyworth calls, and my blue eyes snap to her dark ones.