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Round 2 with Aaron. [MF]

I mentioned in my last post that I made plans to meet up with Aaron one last time before he moved. I thought I’d share that too.

It wasn’t hard to arrange a second rendezvous. As I said previously, my kids were with my sister for the week and my husband started a business trip that Tuesday. Aaron’s wife was already across the country and his plane left Thursday afternoon. So we chipped in on a room Wednesday night. That gave us between check-in time and check-out time to play.

It didn’t take long after we walked into the room until we were both naked and all over each other. From that afternoon until the early morning we had countless orgasms together, stopping only for some room service and bathroom breaks. We didn’t even stop when communicating with our SO’s. All night we were moaning through occasional texts. He even talked to his wife while I was sucking his cock. Although we did break while I called to check on my kids (that would have been too weird). I think we both finally passed out around two in the morning. Read more »

[FM] the best Tinder experience i’ve ever had

he shut the door behind us and looked at me, giving an awkward chuckle. we both knew meeting people off tinder is always weird, especially with the added sexual tension. “is it okay if i sit here?” i asked, motioning to the bed. he nodded as i sat and took off my shoes. looking back up at him, i giggled. “it’s your room, you know, you can sit next to me if you want to.” his face broke into a smile and he asked, “do you want to watch something?”

we laid down next to each other, his laptop open between us. after about 10 minutes of watching tv, an ad came up. i glanced over at him, curious to see if he would make a move. his eyes caught mine and he turned to look at me. there was this energy in the air of waiting to see what would happen. we both wanted the same thing, but didn’t know how to initiate. after a few seconds of looking at each other, trying to see who would make the first move, i thought to myself, “fuck it.” Read more »

My favorite teacher [MF]

A thread on another subreddit got me thinking about this memory, so I thought I’d write it down in more detail here…

Several years ago I spent some time in a Latin American country that will go unnamed, studying Spanish and traveling. I started in the capital, where I rented a room and attended a language academy for a couple months. They matched students and teachers up one to one, and I was lucky to get paired with the most (and let’s be honest, only) attractive teacher. We’ll call her Aracely.

Aracely was a local and 32, so 10 years older than me at the time. She was maybe 5’4 and slim but shapely. Probably B-cup breasts, but to this day one do the best asses I’ve ever seen. Cute face that was still girlish at 32, dark brown skin, straight black hair that went down to about her shoulder blades.

I immediately found her so hot and the night after our first class stroked my cock thinking about the view of her ass in her skintight jeans while she wrote verb conjugations on the whiteboard. But I didn’t want to be inappropriate or creepy to this teacher in a country where I’d just arrived and didn’t know anyone, so decided I wouldn’t try to seduce her. As it turned out, I wouldn’t really need to. Read more »

Testing Forbidden Desires [Step Fantasy] [MF] [BDSM]

As long as Emily could remember, she had always had a thing for older men. Not really old—she was only eighteen after all—but, like, dad old. Men in their mid-to-late thirties. Twice her age was her sweet spot, she thought. The confidence, experience, authority that came with age was always more appealing than the naivete and cockiness displayed by her peers in the halls and DM’s. That isn’t to say she was sexually inexperienced with her own generation. She’d been with several guys from nearby highschools (she never wanted to get involved with ones she also had to sit in class with) and even two from the university over Spring Break. But she had yet to explore the frontier of her ultimate fantasy: being with a dad.

She wasn’t into *actual* incest, despite what some of her internet history revealed.

Not that it mattered; she didn’t have a dad. Well, not really. Her biological father disappeared when Emily was four after her mom found out he had been having an affair for ten years and even had a second family. It was just the two of them until her mom married Jay when she was a sophomore. Emily was pretty indifferent to his typical stepdad personality. She didn’t have that clichéd enmity towards the man like in all the teen movies, but she just didn’t connect with him either. He was a roommate who paid all the bills and fucked her mom. A lot. Read more »

The Haunting of Palmer Mansion Chapter 7 [MF] [inc] [cheat]

*I’ve written this story through chapter 25. 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/)

“So, you two are spending the night?” Julie looked over the dining table at Brad and Penelope.

“Yeah … we’ll go to church with you tomorrow … so …” Brad talked while chewing some steak.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, sweetie.” Julie took a sip of wine. “It’s not polite.”

“Sorry.” Brad took a minute to swallow the food in his mouth and then looked at his eighteen-year-old, little brother. “So, has freakazoid here been to the doctor about his mutated dangler?”

“Goodness.” Julie placed her wineglass on the table with a hard thud. The red liquid sloshed inside it. She gave her eldest an icy look. Read more »

the end of the a[F]fair and [M]y final parting gift [MF] [NSFW]

The final time I had sex with Rita, my girlfriends, at the time, mother was actually 6 months after my relationship with Kate had ended.
I was now approaching 21 and in the last 20 plus months I had been fortunate enough to sleep with Rita several times. Hearing of my relationship with her daughter coming to an end she decided our fun had to stop too, a desicion I fully understood.
However a chance encounter in the local library between Rita and I rekindled the desire for one last time together.
We arranged to meet at her friends house the following week because she was going to be away and Rita was given a key to keep an eye on things.
On the day I arrived to an empty house and wondered if Rita had changed her mind. Dejectedly I began to leave when a voice called to me “Leaving so soon?”
I turned to see Rita hurrying towards me. She had on a tan coloured jumpsuit, similar to the kind of outfit worn by an old school fighter pilot, her waist enhanced by a thick black belt, a pair of black boots finishing off her ensemble. Her long brunette hair though tidy hung loosely down past her shoulders.
“I thought you’d changed your mind?” I remarked as she drew closer.
“Not a chance” Rita said kissing me lightly on the cheek.
I marvelled at the sight of her firm behind as she walked past me and headed into her friends home. The latch on the door had barely clicked shut and we were on each other. Tongues probing as buttons and zips were hastily undone, no thought of easing into our fun. I hoisted Rita into my arms and practically threw her onto a large black leather sofa, my mouth heading straight to her moistness, my tongue seeking out her swelling clitoris. Her juices coated my fingers as they easily slid inside her, her back arching driving her hole into my face. Her initial orgasm raged through her body, her moans adding to my growing hardness. Her mouth sought out my shaft, expertly devouring my length, her spit coating the purple swollen head. When I entered her wetness an animalistic primal energy took hold of me, my hips pumping deep and fast as she screamed my name. Her dark pink nipples were like bullets as I continued to batter her hole, the sweat on my brow now dripping onto her stomach.
“Fuck me from behind” she begged “Anywhere?”
I didn’t need asking twice as my now solid member forced it’s way into her tightest hole, her juices negating the need for lube. The sensation of me inside her ass were electrical and before long I could feel my approaching orgasm. With a guttural savage roar I unloaded into Rita, our bodies joined like a single entity, my hands gripping her hips tightly, red marks where my fingers had been. We spent several more hours saying our farewells making the most of our final time together.
A few years later I learnt that Rita had been seeing another two of Kate’s former boyfriends and I smile to this day 30 years later imaging how much fun they must have had.

[F] So I was trying to take a piss…

I let go of the handrail and made my way through a sea of other commuters leaving the train car. It was late, and I was ready to go home. But first on the to do-list was to find a bathroom. I had been holding it for quite some time, reluctant to have to miss the last train home. I made it, but I knew I didn’t have a lot of time left. I would need to pee before getting in my car and going home.

I knew there was a good restroom at the Kmart nearby that would be open. I often went there because the ones at the station were usually occupied, and besides they were filthy. I fast-walked into the brightly lit store and headed straight for the back left corner where the restrooms were. I made it in there and made quick work of getting my pants around my ankles and on top of the seat. Soon I began a very satisfying piss. I felt a hearty stream leave me. I could feel the warmth leaving my body. I enjoyed this sensation for a few seconds. I began to spurt a little, to empty everything from my bladder when something appeared where I was staring at the floor. I noticed a pair of slim, hairy legs. Then I noticed the penis between them. Read more »

the subjugation of the disgusting elven race by the superior humans, chapter one: the rape, torture, and breaking of syllia, immortal elf, by the princess of the northern realms

somewhere in her twenties, syllia had finally lost count of the number of times the humans had raped her, shoving their digits or their tongues or their cocks into the various orifices of her body. the first few years it had been nearly constant, a barrage of sweaty, pallid flesh that left an acrid stench in her nostrils. even now, centuries later, the stink of human was enough to make her want to reach into her throat and pull out her own lungs.

she was perhaps a hundred and fifty or so when she lost count of how many masters she’d been bought by, passed from family to family as a fuck toy and a rape doll and a torture slut for their pleasure – too willful, they said, too dangerous – each new family pressing that hateful brand into her forehead as they made her a new oathword, the spell that branded all of her race, kept every elf man, woman and child under bondage. she’d lost count of how many times it had been used too, for every slight (or perceived slight), every hint of rebellion, stamping out her will beneath an ocean of dark pain. Read more »