Banged by the Boss [MF] [MDOM]

“*Christina!*” Aidan called from his office. The young assistant moved quickly, making sure her boss wasn’t waiting too long. She cursed herself for wearing stilettos today, though she knew she looked incredible in them.

“What can I help you with?” Christina asked when she reached the office. She smoothed her pencil skirt down, and despite her leg itching, she resisted the urge to scratch it for fear of ripping her new pantyhose. Working in a publishing house, there was a certain expectation of uniform, though she wondered if she was toeing the line between professional and sexy. She anxiously tucked a stray golden hair behind her ear and waited for a response.

“Could you please take a look at this book synopsis?” Aidan said, handing her a few pieces of paper. The author in question was seated on the other side of Aidan’s desk and visibly sweating. He squirmed in his seat as Christina’s boss gave him a once-over that she knew wasn’t the first.

“Well?” he asked impatiently. It was bad. The manuscript ignored everything about the genre it fit into and wouldn’t appeal to the market at all. Christina hesitated, but there was no way around it.

My House, My Rules [MFF]

Personae: Me. My gf, Ashley. Her friend, Rebecca. Rebecca’s husband, Asshat.

So Rebecca invited us to a small house party her and her husband were throwing. I had never really met them before but it sounded fun.

Off the bat, Asshat get’s on my nerves. He’s cocky and condescending to everybody, acting like big man in his own house. Normally, I agree. Your house, your rules. But he was a whole different kind of creature.

Through various parts of the night, and the more he drank, he would try to humiliate his wife, and grab-ass other women at the party like it was a fun game for everyone. No one else was playing.

Rebecca, on the other hand, was great. She was cute, funny, and her, Ashley and I had a lot of common interests that made for easy conversation while we played pool, sat and drank, or helped Rebecca out in the kitchen. Noticing Rebecca didn’t talk much to her husband throughout. Can anyone blame her? Everyone else at the party was pretty laid-back as well. And everyone just kind of ignored Asshat’s screwed shennanigans.

Changing a girl [MF]

So this is going to be quite a long story because it goes a long way back. So Jesse (not her real name) was a 5′ 3″ slim brunette and we were about 18 years old when this all happened. We’d been friends for quite a while before we decided to take things further. Jess had quite strict Christian parents and was quite shy in general. Always wore long sleeves, always wore long pants and never swore.

One day we were talking when I asked the question “So when do you wanna have sex?”.

“Oh I think we should wait till after marriage” she said.

“Wait you’ve never had sex?”

“No” she blushed as a smile crossed her face.

“But what do you do when you’re horny?” I asked

“I do nothing, I guess”

“Wait you don’t masturbate?”

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Do you rub ur vagina for pleasure?”

“Oh isn’t that a sin or something?” she questioned.

“No most girls ur age have done it by now”

“Really?”

“Yes how come you never got curious and tried it?”

Bad Boy: Part 5 [m/f]

As Olivia approaches her bedroom door, she hears a faint buzzing from inside.

Mentally, she sighs. You’d think he *wanted* to be caught.

She pushes the door open a crack, to find him exactly where she thought he’d be; on her bed, naked, playing with her toys.

He holds a buzzing wand to his hard cock. She can see it twitching, see how pre-cum beads from his tip and coats his shaft. It glistens on her toy. His eyes are closed, and his head tilted back, mouth open in ecstasy. She can hear his soft, breathy moans faintly from where she stands.

But he hasn’t heard her.

Her pussy twitches, and she briefly considers just watching him finish from here. He *is* enjoying himself.

…Using her toys, in her bed.

She enters the room.

His eyes immediately open, and he drops the toy, scrambling up to hide his misdeeds. He looks at her, but his eyes keep flickering to the door.

“What have you been told about using other people’s toys?” She says severely.

“I’m sorry.” He says quietly. But he doesn’t sound *that* remorseful, and he won’t focus on her, his eyes glued to that damned door.

babysitter (f/m)

I started babysitting while I was in college. I needed money for bills and expenses and a job that allowed me some time to study and finish homework while “on the clock”. A single father of twin 3 year old girls had contacted the head instructor of my elementary education program looking for someone to sit with his daughters on weeknights for a couple of hours while he worked at his family’s business. He couldn’t pay much but he offered reliable WiFi and a place to study and finish school work. I volunteered immediately.

Every weeknight I arrived at 8pm just as John was finishing reading a bedtime story to his girls who were already sleeping peacefully. He was a good dad who seemed to work hard to give his girls a good life. I knew nothing about him other than his wife had packed her belongings, served the divorce papers as he walked through the door, and drove away. She never told the girls goodbye nor had she attempted to contact them since. He told me this a few weeks into the job as he was looking for his checkbook.

An Unexpected Rendezvous with an Asian Milf

I was on another long mountain bike ride. I love hiking and biking and have done a lot more biking as my knees like running less after all the marathoning I did when I was younger. I had decided to go out on the C&O Canal Towpath, a great trail for some nice long distance biking. I was about 10 miles out from where I parked and it was pretty deserted in that area. It was pretty warm, too, so I knew of a little open spot a couple of minutes ahead where there was a rest stop. I pulled in and noticed another bike there, but nobody was around. There was a porta-potty there and about the time I stopped and leaned my bike against a tree, the door to the potty opened and a good-looking Asian woman came out. I had my camelback nozzle in my mouth drinking when she came out. I finished drinking and said a quiet hello. Most of the folks out here were not chatty and just wanted to get on their bike and get done with their workout.

She looked at me and smiled. “You wouldn’t happen to have a spare tube, would you?”

Off to the Lake House with Sofie | Part 3 | [MF] [INC]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sra6f2/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_1_mf_inc/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/su3zcv/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_2_mf_inc/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/suyv49/off_to_the_lake_house_with_sofie_part_3_mf_inc/) (You’re here.)

“Yep, that’s termites alright.”

The owner stood with his hands on his hips, looking at the picture of the wall on Sofie’s phone.

“Damn. Normally this wouldn’t be a huge deal but given the structural weakness we found in the other infested cabin next to yours, I don’t feel safe leaving you two in there.”

We agreed. Moreso from the ick-factor than engineering concerns. The owner looked at his computer screen.

“I’ll see what else we have. We’re pretty booked right now, but I’ve known your dad for what, over ten years now?” He laughed. “I’ll find a place for you two, don’t worry.”

We nervously waited in silence. Sofie looked up at me with her big eyes, her petite hands were in her lap; she looked adorable.

“There is the mansion on Pinehill.” He scoffed. “But that’s generally left open for … well, let’s just say it’s an 8-bedroom. 6000 square feet.”

I laughed. Sofie joked that she’d get scared in such a big and empty house at night.

If you’ll have me [trans] [anal] [free use] [wholesome]

(Well, here I go again. I hope this is to the liking of someone. Actually this is the second scene from what I was working on, since the first one evolved into more than originally planned, but wanted to share this already :) )

After a slow Friday at work, finally alone in his apartment, Dennis tossed everything over to the couch and went to take a look at the mirror in his bedroom.
Slowly undressing himself, watching his delicate features, his androgynous body, smooth slim and delicate face, hazelnut wavy hair dropping just above his shoulders, his thin torso and finally coming to his crotch and penis coming out while his pants and underwear dropped to the floor.
He stepped out of them and watched his penis sway a bit.
He took it and began tucking himself, everything that he needed was always ready at the table by the mirror.
This time he used some tape instead of his usual underwear since this night is going to be a bit different.

[F] Horny car hookup with another tinder regular with taxi driver watching us (F29)

When I started out on Tinder I had a verified female profile with just a picture of my underwearless body in a tight white tank top and tight leather hot pants ( might post the picture one day because I look hot 🙈), and it attracted a very particular type of guy, who were domineering and incredibly good talkers and fuckers, and I loved the attention! I’ve fucked people I would never normally have thought about just because they could get me going, and my fuck last night became a semi regular because he can make me cum with his fingers within just 2 minutes, he’s an amazing fuck!

M/F: An Encounter with my petite, lithe and slim step-daughter (part1).

This is a genuine account of an encounter with my stepdaughter. She is a very slim girl, with a highly toned, almost muscular body; she has straight, silken light brown hair and the brightest green eyes. I had always suspected that she way bi -sexual as most of her friends had been girls….

She came downstairs after her bath. I assumed she was going out- she looked stunningly beautiful and sexy. She was wearing a body tailored, green silken blouse which hugged her upper body, her wonderfully pert tits clearly visible, the buds of her nipples pressed against the material. Her top has a sheen which accentuated her movement. This was accompanied by the tightest pair of black vinyl, pvc jeans which hugged her legs, each movement of her hips reflecting the light of her thighs and ass. (She told me in the past she always wanted to wear something like this but never had the courage.) Her movement was accentuated by the thigh length leather boots and the height of the heels.