A Voyeur No More (MF) – Chapters 1 & 2 (of 4)

Chapter 1: The Coffee Shop  

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I was at this coffee shop I go to sometimes.  I’m not much of a coffee drinker so I  

can usually be found with some sort of tea.  I mainly like the atmosphere.  No one is in a rush to get anywhere.  People cluster around tables in cushy chairs to socialize.  Others occupy a secluded corner and read while they take in their choice of menu items.  A few huddle over their laptops and enjoy a relatively quiet place to work.  It all relaxes me.  I belong in the “corner chair” group.  Although, I rarely make it very far in any book though I pick some good titles.  It’s all for show.  I’m there to watch.    

A young couple is cozying up in two of the low plush chairs near a small fireplace in a

Mothership Wilderness Chapter 10 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 12. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. Or if can’t find the link there, you can search for “RawlyRawls subscribestar” on google to find my site. If you prefer to wait, I’ll post about a chapter a month here. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!*

*Previous Chapters:*

[Chapters 1 and 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eon791/mothership_wilderness_chapters_1_and_2_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f0ckuv/mothership_wilderness_chapter_3_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fgebpk/mothership_wilderness_chapter_4_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fxvdol/mothership_wilderness_chapter_5_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gijpmt/mothership_wilderness_chapter_6_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hacfee/mothership_wilderness_chapter_7_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hunj1g/mothership_wilderness_chapter_8_mf_inc_cheat/)

[Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/icok2w/mothership_wilderness_chapter_9_mf_inc_cheat/)

*Commissioned by CeeBee42.*

“Congratulations, you are with child.” The computer didn’t sound enthusiastic. But Errand into the Wilderness rarely deviated from an indifferent, friendly tone.

“But Isaac and I haven’t …” Mary cradled her belly. It still had only the gentle curve she’d come to expect of her body. Apparently, that would change. She imagined she could feel the little bundle of joy hiding in there, growing inside. “So, it’s God’s baby then? I mean … you know what I mean.” She looked around the cramped lab. Mary would have liked to use the main lab, but she needed to keep these tests quiet.

Always call before you come home early [cuckold] [voyuerism] [humiliation]

Chuck truly loved his job. He had been hired as project manager at an up and coming video game company. Essentially, he was working his dream job. They were currently working on a dumb, but incredibly fun, game centering on an eco-terrorist werewolf attempting to avert the apocalypse. His team was on a deadline, and he was working excessively late hours.

Between his long hours and a lengthy commute, he had not seen enough of his wife Elena lately. Elena was so easygoing that, aside from an occasional tongue in cheek sarcastic remark, she hadn’t really complained about his absence. However, her low-pressure job in sales kept mostly nine to five. Chuck knew his hours had been too long. They had a beautiful marriage and genuinely enjoyed their time together. However, even the best marriage had to be maintained.

Therefore, when his exciting werewolf apocalypse project was finally finished, he asked for a few days off and went home early, knowing Elena had the day off. His day ended in time to bring home lunch. His wife kept her good figure well into her thirties by eating right, so he got two salads for them to enjoy together.

Wild Week chapter 12 (family fun)

CHAPTER 12 : Still Saturday

After eating their brunch and taking a little rest, Gayla and Madeline decided they wanted to watch the videotape of Gayla’s gang-bang. Bill was only too happy to comply. He had already seen it at least a half-dozen times while on his trip, but it still turned him on just as much every time he saw it. It was about 11 o’clock in the morning when they all three went downstairs to the family room to watch it on the VCR. They were all buck naked except for Gayla, who had ditched the uncomfortable boots but still wore the leather harness, minus the strap-on cock.

Gayla felt strange being downstairs virtually naked. What with the kids being around, it had been a long time since she and Bill had been free to be sexy outside their bedroom. She and Maddie settled on the sofa as Bill loaded up the tape. He pushed the “play” button and came back to sit between them, draping an arm over each of their shoulders. Pulling them in close, he grabbed a tit in each hand, Gayla’s hefty D-cup in his right hand and Madeline’s small but perky A-cup in his left.

The Family Bond Part 6 of 10

Erin and her father were on her bed, her door had a lock and the risk of her mom catching them wasn’t worth it to either one of them, caught up in the moment her father was between her legs eating her pussy, something that he was good at and seemed to enjoy the more she begged , tried to pull him on top of her the more he pushed her hands away , her cum was now pooling on the bed and his beard, she was sure of one thing older men were better at eating pussy. Finally her father relented and had her by the back of the hair has she deep-throat-ed his cock, he was smaller then her brother but still adequate, her pussy was still sore anyways so getting ripped apart again didn’t seem sexy at the moment, she felt her father push her head down on his cock has he came she easily swallowed his load, he backed away quickly “This was wrong, I am so sorry…..I’am ….I’am ….fuck…” she was trying to tell him it was OK, but he was already dressed and walking out of her bedroom before she could protest, leaving her with her thoughts.

The MIL[F] that thanked me for [M]y service!

I was 20 years old in July 1991, a few weeks shy of my 21st birthday. Tall and lean. Worldly for a 20 year old but still pretty young looking back on it now. My hair was cropped short, my smile was easy and engaging. I’d been stationed in Germany with the Army for three years and was used to German bars, nightlife, and women.

I was back in Texas on leave, having been deployed for the previous 6 months to the middle east for Desert Shield & Desert Storm. I fought that short war from the turret of a tank, and was ready to forget the Army for a while. My Dad and I were heading to the coast to go fishing but stopped in Austin for the night.

Austin in the early 90’s wasn’t the robust city it is today, instead it was a sleepy little college town. Most of the residents seemed to work for the state or the university. There was only a single bar district, 6th Street. We stayed at the Sheraton a few blocks north of 6th, easy walking distance (this was LONG before the days of Uber & pedicabs).

This Feeling (part two) [Seduction] [Fingering] [Age Gap] [Male Boss/Female Employee] [Power Dynamic] [Vaginal sex] [multiple orgasms] [Overstimulation] [Neediness] [Shower Sex] [Seduction]

I woke up in the middle of the night to the pressure of her climbing over me. I half expected to find my dick in her, but she didn’t do that. She was just lying on top of me with her ear against my chest. My hands moved over to her lower back and she sat up with a start.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I just…”

I turned her head and pressed her ear back to my chest, holding her to me and stopping her from climbing off of me, “It’s okay,” I said sleepily.

She breathed in tune to my heart and I embraced the warmth of her over me, “I don’t understand…,” I started as she lifted her head and looked me in the eyes.

“Do you not want me?” She asked, her lips were pouty as she rubbed her hands along my chest and up over my shoulders.

“I do. I just don’t understand why you want me,” I said.

I fucked my MILF neighbour! [MF]

This happened a weeks ago and I can’t stop thinking about it! There’s a really hot neighbour, let’s call her Alyssa. I’m 24 and she’s 39.

She and I bump into each other often when we are on runs or buying everyday groceries. To give you a visual – she’s about 5 feet 3, black curly hair, C cup breaks and a tight ass. A proper MILF.

She’s been divorced for about 8 years and I’ve had a thing for her ever since I met her 2 years ago. It’s one of those MILF fantasies of mine.

Anyway, fast forward to last week, we were both exercising together, running through the garden near our houses. She looked extremely hot in tight pants and I was obviously checking her out. I never thought she’d be realistically interested me and we didn’t really talk much, but just bumped into each other now and then. This was the first time we were running together. It went okay and as we were heading back, I decided fuck it, what could happen. I told her that she looked beautiful and all her efforts were clearly showing. I don’t know if she was expecting it or amused by it, but she smiled and asked what I meant.

“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 2).” (M/F, Oral Sex)

This is the second installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.

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The bell above the door chimed again as the wooden frame swung outwards. The wind still blew across the open desert staring down the small lobby from the other side of the long, bleak highway, but had died down in the few minutes that had passed since the previous chime.

Heavy, black steel-toed boots crunched in the gravel lot as a heavy-set, tall and sturdy man trudged his way across it, parallel the road. Stuffing a wadded paper receipt into a pocket with one hand, he absently toyed a room key with the other, its coiled ring swinging like a hula-hoop around his outstretched finger. The man’s eyes were dead set on the line of rooms – free-standing from the lobby – a few yards away.

Open-toed, dusty sandals flip-flopped in a slow but concentrated trot behind him, occasionally pausing, shaking furiously, to dislodge a piece of kicked-up gravel from between their topsides and the bottom of the feet of the petite blonde wearing them. Her hands swayed as her side as she walked, only rising, occasionally, to brush wayward strands of gold from out of her face. A warm smile spread across her face as she finally caught up with her companion.

“The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude (Part 1).” (M/F, Oral Sex)

Got some good reception on my introductory post, here, so here’s the first part of another story I had fun writing.

This is the first installment of “The Hitchhiker’s Gratitude”; a story inspired by, and originally submitted as a response to, [this prompt](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/f4ft7z/wp_turns_out_the_hitchhiker_you_picked_up_is_more/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app) by u/RedFredHunter.

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“Where’re we headed?” She asked, climbing with a little difficulty into the passenger seat of the truck.

“Me?” He responded. “Bakersfield. You? You tell me.”

“Bakersfield sounds nice.” She answered, slamming her door closed with one hand as she began to tug at the seatbelt with the other. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“Wouldn’t have felt right leaving someone on the side of the road like that, middle of summer. Car broke down, somewhere?”

“Something like that.”

“Something like that?” He questioned the cryptic response as the mechanism of her seatbelt clinked.

He had shifted the truck to drive, pulled entirely off the shoulder, and almost got up to speed before she finally answered him.

“Hitchhiking my way across the state.” She provided. “Last guy gave me a ride dropped me off about where you found me.”