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Advent Kinkendar: December 9th [Ffm+]

I don’t think it’ll come as any surprise to any of you that Miss didn’t bathe us last night, and we slept still covered in the dried cum. In fact it wasn’t until after breakfast that she led us upstairs to the bathroom and had us wash each other while she watched. The boy got very excited as our hands got all over each other’s wet bodies, though back in his cage there really wasn’t anything to be done about it.

Anyway, I’m jumping ahead; breakfast itself was very interesting indeed.

Our boxes were waiting on the table as we walked into the kitchen, each containing a large and juicy strawberry. One at a time Miss picked them up, lifted her skirt, and drew the fruit up between her pussy lips before handing them to us. “Enjoy” she smiled as she sat ready to be served.

It was a strange combination of flavours, but not actually unpleasant, and definitely very sensuous. Here I am, a straight girl, describing how a woman feeding me from her pussy is sensuous; maybe I’m not so straight after all; or maybe it’s just this continuous submissive rush I have throughout all of this. I can’t tell right now. Read more »

The Island – Part Six (MMF, Impreg., Breeding, Bi, Cum.)

(Don’t forget to read Parts 1-5. Please let me know what you think, that’s why I do this!)

The next morning, Rachel woke up in Paul’s arms. Outside, the always-present sound of tropical birds and crashing waves.

She was awash with raw emotions, her passionate affection for Paul and her sincere appreciation of Scott’s submission. Throughout her relationship with Scott, she’d known that he needed direction and guidance. During their pre-marriage lovemaking, that role had fallen on her. She’d been forced to move his body and hands to please her more, or to tell him what to do. Although this role increased the physical pleasure she received, she’d always wanted to give up control herself.

Now that they were on the Island, she didn’t have to think about any of that. Every day was a new adventure, something unexpected but at the same time, eye opening. As she thought about her husband, in another room, she knew that they both loved Paul, and the sense of security he provided.

Later, as they enjoyed breakfast together, Scott and Rachel each wondered what the day had in store for them. Paul had cooked an especially hearty breakfast this morning, dense whole wheat rolls and other proteins. Read more »

My Sleeping Boss [Curvy Slut][Sleeping Sex][Sleeping with my Boss][Sleeping Handjob][Cowgirl Orgasm][Erotica]

I laid there in a state. His state. Well, it’s his fault I was in this state…Whatever. I was mad at him. Really, I was mad at myself. I could smell the gallon of rum he’d consumed over the night’s train of bars we attended from the other side of the hotel room where I laid. The chasm of space between our double beds seemed farther with every glance at him. Derrick slept exactly in the position I left him. His shins dangled from the bottom of the bed so the soles of his shoes could barely brush the gray off white carpet. Derrick’s black button-down shirt was a wrinkled mess and was untucked from his jeans. I knew Derrick would never sleep like this- especially in front of me. The straight and sturdy, wrinkle free, and articulate monster I knew as my boss had more luggage just to hold and organize his grooming products than I had total for the week’s stay in New York City. Read more »

I’m a Secret Escort, and I fucked my former classmate [MF]

Normally, I’m this girl next door type. Cute, bubbly personality. Nice, kind, caring to others. Generally just a nice woman. You all probably know the type.

But deep inside, I’m this total slut. Slutty enough to be an escort. I first started stripping. That led to more Girlfriend Experiences. Which led to full escorting. The thing is that I lead 2 lives. My normal cute bubbly life. And my slutty escort life. Normally I keep these worlds separate, well as best as I can. But I had a recent time where these naughty and nice worlds collided with each other. Read more »

Bi MMF married MF 40s couple dominate younger 18 m

Two

Following my memorable night with Mandy I saw her at work a few times before we actually spoke again.

Just seeing her was enough to set my heart racing but when she told me she’d told her husband about me it raced for another reason. Fear!

What the fuck was she thinking? Telling him about me. About me and her?

“Fuck Mand. Fuck. Why?” I asked her.

“Don’t over react. I told him because I want him to meet you. Tony and I are going out for drinks tonight and we want you to come.”

I thought it over. “We want” so they bother want me to come?

“Are you sure this isn’t his way of getting to me. And then teaching me a lesson for fucking his wife??”

Mandy assured me that it wasn’t and told me where they we going, when and told me that she really wanted me to to come.

.…………

As I walked into the pub it was still pretty empty. 5 o’clock had seen the lunch rush due off and the evening rush not yet start so it was easy to spot Mandy and her husband in a u shaped booth near to the window. Read more »

Wife wants to tick another buket list item [MF..M][hotwife][mast]

This morning I’d woken up as usual, down at the holiday house at the beach. Coffee & toast for breakfast. Slow morning browsing the news online. An interesting article about China and new tech innovation that was worth the long read. Had to run the kids into the local town at lunchtime to do the movies and dinner with friends. Wife offered to come for the drive and ended up coaxing more than half a dozen guys to cum while she finger fucked herself at the local nude beach. You know, just your average day on holidays. Not.

This was moving too fast for me. While I’d enjoyed (i.e. came bucket loads) seeing my wife perform for these guys and her newfound fondness for exhibisionism and, well, her being a bit of a slut had always been a fantasy of mine you never really expect your fantasies to come true. And you certainly don’t expect it when they push past what you’d imagined was hot and into what she’s imagining was hot. Read more »

The Taste of You (poetry) [straight m/f]

Her Lips

Are lightening, the last drag on a cigarette

And I suck till

The Fire

Deeply inhaled

The burn on my throat.

The taste of you on my tongue.

It is in that moment

Just before you pull away

That I feel the desperation

Of an addict

I pull you back into me.

It’s my weakness, not yours

And while my mouth says

Goodbye

My heart whispers

Don’t go.

When I exhale, it hurts.

My eyes feel heavier

My chest feels emptier

And my mind instantly remembers

That you aren’t mine

And that every kiss

Is another line, cut

From your personal stash.

I pull because you feel like home.

You push

Because you know

That I would drink you in

Nonstop

Until it kills us both.

[fM] Naughty Elfe in Santa’s Workshop

“You’re en elf, not a stripper, Mitchell. Pull your skirt down,” Kevin grumbled, “and put that cigarette out while you’re at it. No smoking on the job.”

Penny Mitchell left her skirt as it was and took another drag from the cigarette pinched between her fingers.

“I’m not on the job, *Kevin*,” she drawled, smoke curls escaping along with her words and framing her face in the cold December air. “You can’t tell me what to do. You’re not my dad.”

Kevin groaned. “Thank god for that, and judging by what my watch says”—he paused to roll up his sleeve—“you are, in fact, now six minutes late for your shift. Get inside.”

He gestured towards the door that led into the shopping mall. He and Penny were standing on the edge of the back parking lot, the frigid air only slightly dulling the reek from the huge metal garbage bins sitting next to them. This was where the food court dumped its waste, and where disgruntled mall employees huddled to smoke away their few moments of freedom during their shifts.

“How come you’re allowed to stand out here and smoke, huh?” Penny taunted. “You’re on the job, too.” Read more »

Not that kind of girl [MF] [Mdom] [Sub] – Part 2

Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e1nbf6/not_that_kind_of_girl_mf_mdom_sub/).

I would really appreciate any feedback, what was good, what wasn’t. Better or worse than part 1?

The feedback I received after part 1 means that I remembered to proof read for spelling/grammar, but apologies if there are still errors!

Edit: fixed some mistakes

**Not that kind of girl – Part 2**

The cab journey was a blur, he whispered dirty things in my ear the whole way, telling me exactly what he was going to do to me. What he was going to make me do. We arrived at his place and he immediately led me into the centre of his living room, stood in front of me, and ordered me to strip down to my underwear.

I can’t believe I was doing this. Was I going to do this? The voice in the back of my head started to list all the reasons this was a bad idea again. And I was about to start panicking when he stepped forward, grabbed my hips and pushed himself against me. His lips brushed my ear and he whispered “you know you can leave at any time, but we both know how much you want this. You’re still soaking wet from having my fingers in your pussy earlier, so stop overthinking this. Strip for me right now, and then get on your knees.” Read more »