Taking my [FF]riends girl-on-girl virginity

So I have this friend, Zoe. She’s gorgeous and she knows it, very confident girl. She’s about 5’6, Bcup, tiny waist and long blonde hair. In comparison, I’m taller, bigger boobs and fatter ass. We had a big night out planned, and we prepped like fuck for it.

So the night rolls around, we are dancing and drinking all night, there’s around 10 of us altogether, 7 girls, 3 guys. Zoe makes out with one of the guys in the group, who then knocks her back cause he’s into someone else. It’s all very dramatic when you’re as drunk as we were.

I had got chatting to a gorgeous man at the bar, a bit older and looking a lot like my next bedfellow. However, Zoe gets in the way of that plan and needs dragged home for causing a scene with the guy who didn’t want her. My man at the bar had got me all hot and bothered and we swapped numbers, a bit gutted that I wasn’t getting a go at him that night.

Sub Routine [FF, MC] (part 1/3)

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I woke up drenched in sweat, thrusting and clenching.

It was a rape dream; I was being chased by an army of implacable robots, who were programmed solely to rape me and thereby make me one of them. I’d run, and I’d hid, but they’d always known just where I was, and when they caught me they started fucking me, mercilessly, and I knew I was turning into a robot myself when I started enjoying it, started thrusting back and squeezing them, trying to ram them deeper, deeper into my body—and then I woke up.

Much as I tried to hold onto the dream, it vanished the way all dreams do, thinning and tearing until all I was left with were the basic outlines and a pair of underwear that needed to be changed.

And I hadn’t even gotten off.

I indulged in a moment of self-pity, and looked at the clock. One thirty five A. M. I was thirsty.

The world out the window looked the same as it had when I went to bed two hours ago. Yawning, I slithered out of my wet underwear—they weren’t sexy enough to be ‘panties’—and found a clean pair in the drawer. Then, in panties and shirt, I tiptoed out to the kitchen. Didn’t want to wake Lily.

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 12 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 26. The story is complete. All chapters are available on my website. You can find the link in my Reddit profile if you’re interested. 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:

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4j43f/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_1_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e50w0w/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_2_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e98v9l/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_3_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ebh0qr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_4_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3wo1/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_5_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 5.5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ej3xo4/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_55_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ewqsoi/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_6_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 6.5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ewqto3/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_65_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fa0yjr/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_7_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 8](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/foxsa1/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_8_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9qezf/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_9_mf_inc/)

[Chapter 10 part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gz6cej/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_10_part_1/)

[Chapter 10 Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gz6eaz/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_10_part_2/)

[Chapter 11](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc1jgh/the_haunting_of_palmer_mansion_chapter_11_mf_inc/)

Saturday afternoon rolled around and Daniel found the perfect moment to try and follow through with one of Eloise’s requests. George had just left to do some work on the Samatar house. Brittney left a few minutes later to go on a date with her boyfriend, Ted. So, it was only Julie and Daniel in the house for several hours. Daniel found his mother moving briskly around the kitchen as she prepared dinner.

“Hey, Mom.” Daniel leaned against the door. His heart thumped like it always did when he tried to initiate something with her. “Whatcha doing?”

How I made the fake taxi thing happen to me in real life [MF]

So this is based on a true story and it happened to me a week ago, I can’t stop thinking about it and it still makes me dripping wet. Before we begin I should introduce myself, I’m Parika and I’m 20yo, I have had a dom for a month who helped me with my kinks which was degradation. My body type is curvy, 32-23-34.

So I had a master with whom I had a flexible relation, he was unable to meet but for a month he gave me sexual tasks to do to keep me in check but I wasn’t responding to him for a few days until I finally did, that’s when he decided to punish me by making me do something I’ll remember forever. He said today I was gonna get fucked by a taxi driver, I was surprised but I went along. At around 5pm he made me go out, wearing panties, a skirt, bra and a crop top along with a butt plug and told me to ask a taxi driver to get me to a random destination but also to say that I don’t have any money and that I’ll pay with a blowjob and also that he’ll be on text with me and not physically present there. I thought that surely nobody would agree to this, but surprisingly after asking just 2 taxi drivers I found one who agreed.

[M]e, my date [F] and the Cabbie

Alcohol has been my best wingman, really..that I knew. But I didn’t know how it could make me reach inside me and retrieve the most unsavoury of desires.

A colleague I hadn’t seen in a long time, who recurred in my dream since over a month, finally decided to meet me in a pub near my old office. This girl whom I knew from my previous workplace had this quiet, retiring personality, and I had longed to know her more since I caught a fleeting glimpse of her conversation with a friend. A few words I cottoned on…something about her calling someone a size queen. There definitely is something ticklish about a prudish girl making smutty references. It also helps to add that underneath her rather conservative dress sense, she had a rocking body. Some I could see, some I completed using my tool of imagination.

Her cold-ish, retreating vibe added to that desirability. Think – I am taking the creative leap with my reference here – Monica Bellucci with a vibe of January Jones. The resounding fullness of her figure…mingled with the coyness. In these recurring dreams, I found myself madly consumed with the craving to feel every inch of her..exactly where she stood near the water cooler.

I (f19) fucked my bisexual best friend (f19) and her boyfriend (m25) walked in and watched us

My best friends name is Angelica, she’s always been stunning with her short blonde hair and green eyes. She’s slim built, tall with curves like a supermodel. Her and I are complete opposites. I’m a brunette with long, curly hair and slightly curvy built, although most of my meat is on my bottom half. We became really close our junior year of high school and dormed together our first year at university, and now we share an apartment. We’re practically inseparable. Her and her boyfriend, Julian, got together at the end of our freshman year of college, the three of us are really close. He’s a little bit older than us, Angelica and I are 19 and Julian is 25. He doesn’t live with us but he might as well, he’s at our apartment 80% more than he’s at his own.

I (f19) fucked my bisexual best friend (f19) and her boyfriend (m25) walked in and watched us

Hi, I’m using this account to write out some of my darkest fantasies and experiences. Some will be real, some will be fake that’ll be for you to decide ;) hope you enjoy them as much as I do. This story is based off of my best friend and her boyfriend.

My best friends name is Angelica, she’s always been stunning with her short blonde hair and green eyes. She’s slim built, tall with curves like a supermodel. Her and I are complete opposites. I’m a brunette with long, curly hair and slightly curvy built, although most of my meat is on my bottom half. We’ve been close in high school, shared a dorm in college, and now we share an apartment together. You know, typical best friend stuff. Her and her boyfriend, Julian, got together at the end of our freshman year of college and have been inseparable since, the three of us are really close. He’s a little bit older than us, Angelica and I are 19 and Julian is 25. He doesn’t live with us but he might as well, he’s at our apartment 80% more than he’s at his own.

[MF] [FF] [Group] The Foursome That Came After

What would be considered a sequel to “Our First Threesome,” this is the story of the second encounter we shared with not just Kate, but also her boyfriend at the time, Joe. He was on the short side, average build, dark eyes and short black hair, typical run of the mill white kid. If you haven’t read the previous entry, Kate was a skinny pale Irish girl with a B-cup and full red bush. Jess was short with brown hair and was tan, tattooed, and a little chubby with 36DD’s and a shaved pussy.

My Travel Buddy[Straight,MF,public]

***A story inspired by real events, a sexting session and a bit of fantasizing.***

*{A little bit of backstory. Skip ahead if you want. Also it’s my first time writing a story intended for others to read. Erotica or otherwise. Please be gentle with your criticism.}*

I first met **A** on the first day of college. I sat on the last bench, as I watched all the new students introduce themselves to each other and talk about themselves. I was never one for the usual formalities and niceties. I’d rather wait a few days, observe how people behaved, and then go and choose a couple of them to be friends with rather than blabbering with a bunch of strangers. I put on my headphones and turned up my music. I closed my eyes and lost myself within my music.

I wasn’t 5 minutes in, when I felt a poke on my arm. I opened up eyes to be greeted by a sweet little lady, with a smile stretching from ear to ear. She introduced herself as **A** and asked if she could join me. That’s when a friendship began. One that has lasted 2 whole years. One full of fun and laughter, a little bit of teasing and a lot of wholesomeness.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 26 [Fantasy][MF]

Please read chapters 1 – 25 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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“Are you sure they will let us in,” Mirja whispered, then a giggle bubble up from nowhere.

The sparkling wine had gone straight to her head. It was the first time she had tasted anything like it. And it was wonderful.

“Just leave the talking to me,” Leopold said as they walked up to the guards.

The two armed men stood on each side of the heavy oaken door, staring straight ahead. As Mirja and Leopold approached, the guards put their hands on the hilts of their swords. Still not looking at either of them.

“The lady and I would want to see the throne room. My uncle, the archduke Wissgretch, would be most dissatisfied if he heard that we could not gain access.”