Step Sister Corruption Part 161 – Day 91 The Talk (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Do you have any idea how weird it is to be sitting in a room with not one, not two but three different people you have fucked is?

Two of whom you can’t talk about because there is one person who can fuck you up?  Never mind that one of the girl’s is the girl’s father, many of which A LOT of people have been on the receiving end of.  But one of them is the person’s husband!

No…..well trust me it’s weird.

And possibly a psychotherapist’s wet dream as they try to *fix* my thinking as I’m sure I will more than likely need said help…..or you know I go insane….or become an alcoholic.

My father, Jason, spoke, “So how’s school going Kelly?”

Kel looked at her dad after she got done chewing on her bite of lasagna, “Good.”

He looked at her, “Doing good in your classes I imagine?”

Kel took another bite of her food as she nodded.

He mused at her, “Any boys I should know about?”

My mom quickly interjected, “Jason!”

He looked at my mom, “What?”

The Curious Wife: Chapter 2- Her First BBC P1

The Curious Wife:Chapter 2-Her First BBC Part1

My husband was out with his friends, so I had the house to myself. I decided to watch Bridgerton on Netflix. I quickly fell in love with the character The Duke, Simon Bassett, he was so hot. I couldn’t stop staring at his amazing body during the sex scenes. There was something different about him that drove me a little crazier than usual. I began to slowly rub my pussy as I replayed the sex scenes, I was so wet. Something about his dark skin against her pale body was very erotic and felt so forbidden. As I watched her moan, I wondered how big his cock was and if it was true what they say about black men. I heard my husband come home and quickly tried to hide what I was doing. I pretended to be asleep as I heard him get ready for bed. He got in bed, gave me a kiss and went to sleep. That night I dreamt about Simon fucking me with his black cock; it felt so real. I woke up in the middle of the night, my panties were completely soaked. I woke up my husband and told him to fuck me. I thought about my dream as he fucked me. I almost said, “Oh Simon…” out loud, but I managed to hold it in. I rubbed my clit as I told my husband to fuck me harder. I was about to cum when he pulled out and cummed all over the sheets. I continued to rub my pussy as he layed there recovering. My pussy was not satisfied, it wanted more, but this would have to do for now. We cleaned up and went back to bed.

[MFF] Murder Mystery Party

It was a ’20s-themed murder mystery party thrown by a friend from work. I (M26 at the time) was to play a successful Manhattan restauranteur with a big ego and a short temper. My last acting experience had been in high school but I decided to “commit to the bit” and came up with a restaurant name (“Bull & Moose”) and character backstory the night before.

My scene partner was Emma, who I’d never met, and who was playing the head chef at my restaurant. The party hostess told me beforehand that my character should be hard on her and to comment loudly on her bad taste in men. I’ll admit to looking up her Facebook profile. (We were still using Facebook back in those days.) She was sandy blonde, petit, with an exuberant smile. She was a professional dancer and had the body to match. And I noticed a few spicy pics up on her photos tab.

[MF] I am the only male employee and I have a beast in me – Part 3

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/pixe9j/mf_i_am_the_only_male_employee_and_i_have_a_beast/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pjl8jx/mf_i_am_the_only_male_employee_and_i_have_a_beast/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I went back to my office and started my work as if nothing happened. But I couldn’t calm down… I was still very horny… The beast was still controlling my mind and my body…

2 hours later, I heard someone at the coffee machine. It was her, Mary. No one else was in the office today except the two of us. I calmy got out of my office, walk straight to her. She was facing the machine and couldn’t hear because of the noise it was making. I grab her by the hip and pulled her against me. “I told you to be prepared for your long day” I whisper in her ear. I gently bit her ear, while my hand groped her tit. “Yes… Again…” she moaned. She completely let it go already. I expected her to resist a little bit. “I though you were more innocent than that” I whispered again as I was now kissing her neck. I could feel her breath getting faster and her heart beating stronger. “It’s because of you…” she answered at she put one of her hand in my hair, and the other one on my hand which was groping her. She pushed my hand even more against her so that I could squeeze it even harder. “What do you want now?” I asked. “Fuck me… Please!” she begged.

The Card Game – Round 2 [MF/MF]

So there I lay, Charlotte in all her naked glory towering above me, those fantastic breasts hanging over my head, her moist pussy so close to my lips yet so far.

“Here’s the deal” she said looking down at me as she straddled my chest “I’m going to give you a chance to earn back Basilisk Rising. Today, all day, it’s my day to be in charge. You’re going to be my simp and do what I say, when I say it and how I want it. Got it?”

Free Use Husband: A Night to Remember [M/F] [NC]

**Note: Part 7. I do not, nor will I ever, condone violence against women. I actually finished this chapter before Part 6.**

**Trigger Warning: contains r#pe.**

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“We’re out of sour cream, ice cream and chocolate syrup.”

I looked at her in confusion then replied with skepticism, “sour cream AND ice cream? You’re not eating those at the same time are you?”

She looked at me with her left eyebrow cocked and a tired look on her face. You only run out of sour cream OR ice cream but never sour cream AND ice cream, at least not at the same time. Shit’s weird, I swear.

I’m sitting on the couch, playing with Maribelle pumping her legs to and fro. The little bug is laughing and giggling as she kicked her little legs, she’s such a happy child. “Alright I’ll get some. I’ll just take my bike since it’s only three items.”

“It’s kind of late out, just take the car,” she reasoned as she moved in to sit next to me.

“I haven’t ridden my bike in a while. Beside, it’s cool out”

Ashley and Mark – A Work From Home Saga – Part IV (MF, office fantasy, implied exhibitionism and voyeurism)

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mzidr8/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_i_mf/)

[Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n31qq4/ashley_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_ii_mf/)

[Part III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ox6faz/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_iii_mf/)

Part IV – A face-to-face meeting

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It turned out it was a VERY HOT day outside. Ashley had not bothered to check the forecast since…well…she honestly couldn’t really remember the last time she had checked the forecast. Being stuck at home meant that she had even less patience to listen to the droning of the weather report in the morning, so she had lately just opted to be woken up by some “wake up play list” that Spotify had recommended to her. The realisation of her mistake dawned on her as soon as she stepped out of her air conditioned building into the concrete and asphalt blast furnace of the city streets. Chiefly, she immediately regretted her choice of outfit for the day and bemoaned that she had chosen to wear long sleeves and pants instead of something more airy and flowy. Less than a block away from her apartment, she could already feel the perspiration forming on her forehead and her thighs beginning to chafe under her yoga pants. The mask on her face further compounded things, and was quickly becoming damp from the mixture of her respiration and perspiration. This walk to the office was going to be tortuous, and she cursed the VP for making her do it.

Oh What A Night! [FFM]

I thought I posted this ages ago, but couldn’t find it on my submitted list. If I have sorry for the repost, but there is another story in praise of older women coming.
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Late September back in 67, I was on the prowl. I had managed to get a really good fake ID which let me into a number of clubs. I really was only just eighteen, had to be 21 before you can drink, fuck, you know, the fun things then, but “mature looking,” as I was once told. What was left of summer was going, autumn was well and truly coming, warm days, cooler nights. My summer job, and my part time work through the previous two years bought me a 10 year old VW Bus that hadn’t been ruined by a bunch of hippies pretending to be artists.

I had fitted the rear cabin with a really thick sponge and some sheets adding both a rear window curtain and a curtain right behind the front seat. No other windows then. This was done entirely for fucking. I told my parents that it was really for me to get away camping, doing some surfing, or getting up to the Rockies but reality was, I wasn’t interested in those things unless there was someone to fuck while I was doing them.

[23M] I had sex with my friends mom and I don’t regret a thing, he also doesn’t know about it [FM]

Welp, this is the 4th and final part to this story, this has been fun and I’m thankful you guys have enjoyed these stories this much. This was [part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pjyd1z/23m_i_had_sex_with_my_friends_mom_and_i_dont/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf). This all happened when I was 20.

So about a week or two after part 3 we had been kind of missing having sex with each other and she decided to make the first move by coming into my room in only a silky white robe. She sat down next to me and told me she had missed me and laid down. She turned over on her side and put her arm over me. I felt my face get warm and started blushing. She wrapped her leg over me next and, I instantly got fully hard. She slowly moved her hand lower and lower, then I heard a knock on the door. We both freaked out and I ran over to it and stuck my head out, making sure no one could see in. It was obviously my friend and I was used to him cockblocking me a lot, so I told him to f off and said I had a girl over. He tried barging in through but he never won that battle because, well not to be mean but he was pretty skinny and I had been going to the gym quite a lot at the time.

Lockdown Captive

It’s been a few weeks of lockdown now and I’ve pretty much accepted it, I honestly didn’t even mind all that. It gave me time to work on my paintings and other little hobbies. I still had tonnes of uni work and virtual lectures to attend though, so it’s not like I haven’t been kept pretty busy. It’s ironic that I moved halfway across the country to a new city with a prestigious university only to be trapped inside the whole time. It didn’t look like the quarantine was going to be lifted anytime soon either. At least I had time to actually decorate my flat finally, I had only moved in a few months ago so it could use some work. It was a cramped, old flat on the edge of the city in one of those old tenement buildings that had been done up partially. The walls were thick stone on the outside which gave it this grand look but the place was about as cheap as I could get. My plan was to re-decorate the whole place and brighten it up…