My Slutty Foster Family – Introduction [Fiction][Incest]

This is my first erotic story. I hope you enjoy it. Please note that there are some errors on my grammar and I hope you can give me some corrections. Also, the story is unrealistic and fictional. All characters are over 18+.

Summary: An introduction of my life and my all-female foster family.

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My name is Jason Greene. I’m an ordinary senior boy who just graduated in high school and turned 18 about 3 months ago. 5”7 tall, a descent messy black hair, and an athletic toned body with six packs.

I’m a skilled wrestler who is also a fan of wrestling entertainment and my dream job is to become an engineer and technician as he wants to fix cars, houses, and drainage.

I lives with a great big family that loves me. Truth be told, I’m actually adopted. Here’s the full story.

When I was 8 years old, my birth parents died in a car crash and I was an only child. Since I have no relatives to take care of me, I was placed in the adoption center.

[M][40] My ex cheated on me. I could taste him in her!!

Background: My ex GF and I were in a mono relationship, although I came from a background of swinging, open relationships and all that.

About two years into our relationship I noticed every so often there would be a dramatic change in how her pussy would taste. I grew suspicious and drew up a timeline. I noticed the change straight after whenever we were apart for a few days.

I quizzed her and she denied it, but with every deep lick the difference was clear. I was probably licking her man’s cum out of her. Initially the thought repulsed me, but after a while I actually grew to LOVE it. I loved tasting him in her and knowing she was fucking someone else.

I broke-up with her after about a year of that. She later confessed I was right. I don’t like how it happened, but it did open doors for me mentally. That’s another story.

How I 26[M] somehow slept with a girl I used to tutor [F]

I’m not sure how long this will be, nor am I the best writer but I hope whoever reads this enjoys it. This happened relatively recently, and I’m still in shock

I’m a teacher, I love what I do, I also started out in this profession very young (Age 20), and also have still maintained my youthful looks. As a result it’s made things difficult from time to time, as I’ve often been mistaken for a student from time to time, early on when I first started.

I always got comments on how young I looked, from both students and adults, I’m a pretty straight laced no nonsense type of guy, so I never really allowed it to effect me. I was in a serious relationship with a woman I loved very much, and if someone said something to me, whether it be coworker, or parent I would laugh it off. The downside of being a young, newer teacher, especially in a private school is that well the money is terrible, and you often need a side job, so I started tutoring the subject I teach (History and economics). Mostly through recommendations, former students that need extra help and what not. For clarification, the school It teach at is an all boys private school, this helps make a small detail later make sense

Empowerment of Arti: Breaking the gag sealing [fM] (part 1)

Arti looked out from the glass wall of the top floor of her office building – recently built to reflect the success and opulence of Silicon Valley. The sunny California spring morning lay in front of her in full splendor as far as her eyes could see: from the green foothills to the foggy bay.

The view is surely different from the top. How far is the bridge, she wondered. How far has she come? The life in the small rural town in India she left behind seemed more distant than the bridge and far more foggier than the bay.

It was not long ago, she left her hometown for the first time to come to the bay area only two weeks after her marriage. That shy young girl, an outsider, looking in with wonder and awe never imagined that in a few short years would become, an insider, a confident empowered woman looking out.

[FM] Sex after a month of waiting

It’s been a while since I last wrote anything. If you haven’t read those, you might be interested in going through them to see how we got here:

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>[Found a redditor nearby](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lw1b8x/fm_found_a_redditor_from_nearby/)
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>[Sex all night ends with a creampie in wake up sex](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lxxsep/fm_sex_all_night_ends_with_a_creampie_in_wake_up/)
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>[No plans are the best plans](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lzgps4/fm_no_plans_are_the_best_plans/)
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>[Movie night vs sex all night](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m19fjd/fm_movie_night_vs_sex_all_night/)
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>[Sex in my bedroom while mom was in the kitchen downstairs](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m9lum2/fm_sex_in_my_bedroom_while_mom_was_in_the_kitchen/)
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>[Accidental anal, riding cowgirl, finished off with a creampie](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mj8nuk/fm_accidental_anal_riding_cowgirl_and_we_finished/)
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>[Distract me while I work from home](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mp2301/fm_distract_me_while_i_work_from_home/)

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It’s also been a month since we last had sex because we had been staying away from each other while the world is still in an all out war against COVID. There have been endless discussions about exposure risks and just being celibate for the time being but there were also narratives of what we’d do to each other when we finally see each other again and a lot of playing with those ideas. We were fine before we met, so we could survive a few sexless weeks… right?

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All That Jazz [MF]

“I don’t mind you comin’ here. And wastin’ all my time. ‘Cause when you’re standin’, oh so near…” The alarm on my phone played The Cars hit from my dresser, waking me up at 4:30. I groaned and rolled out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I tasted the rancid flavor of the previous night’s beer and liquor on my breath and felt a dull throb in the base of my skull, presumably from the same source. None of it mattered though; not the early start, not the mild hangover, not even the fact that I had forgotten to turn on the heat the night before and it was now 45 degrees in the apartment. The day was finally there: Vacation. Sixteen days of road tripping, visiting national parks, hiking, and camping, with a mandatory brief stop at my parents place for Thanksgiving. I had not had a vacation in almost a year, and I was so ready to get out of town. I showered, brushed my teeth, grabbed my bag, and left on my trip by 5:00 am. I pulled out of the parking lot and rolled down the window, letting the brisk November air wash over me. 

[MM] I had my first (and so far only) guy on guy experience in the gym sauna

I’ve been going to the gym to work out and get in better shape. I’m not bi necessarily but I can appreciate a good looking guy with a big cock. I’m not a prude by any means either but just never saw a dude where I was like “daaaamn!”

There is a good looking black guy that I see pretty frequently and have chatted with, helped each other spot, shit like that.

We were chatting in the locker area and I was heading towards the sauna. He decided he was going to join so we were just bullshitting about sports and whatever.

He’s absolutely ripped. Amazing thick muscles, 6 pack, big pecs, and of course a nice big cock.

As we were chatting, I noticed his cock was hanging out below his towel. I thought I was being discreet but he gave me the whoops and said something along the lines of, “I can’t keep it away sometimes. I would probably just be naked if I was alone cause these towels are just way too small.”

The Business Deal – Part 6 – [MF][MF][Seduction][Cheating][Non-Consensual Consent][Swapping]

[Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nhveov/the_business_deal_part_5/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Part 6

A short time later, Stephen asked her to go for a walk on the beach and she agreed. He packed a bag and they walked out of the door. There were multiple dunes and the homes along the coast were set fairly far back. Few people were along the beach, some scattered here and there. It was cool here as well so no one was swimming. She had put some shorts on, and while the breeze was cool, the sun was bright and warm. Stephen reached out and held her hand. She cringed, like she did on the couch, as this seemed too intimate, but she went along with it. They talked, and she could see why he was a successful manager and man. He was easy to talk to, interesting, well spoken, and flirty. She fought the urge to humanize him in any way but she recognized his ability.

Roberta takes it to a new level part 01 (cheating)

Roberta Hodson strolled through the doors of “Rocky’s Rocking Roadhouse” and surveyed the scene. It was a good crowd, and she started sizing up her potential targets. She saw a hot-looking blonde guy over by the bar, umm, he looked like he’d be a lot of fun. She watched for a few minutes, just to make sure he didn’t have a date to mess up her plans.

Roberta was 40, and her husband Greg was the same age. Greg was a cardiothoracic surgeon, and Roberta was a real estate agent. They’d been married for 15 years, and they’d found a great way to spice up their marriage. Roberta loved to tease, and Greg found it to be a turn-on to watch her tease well-built, hot young studs. They’d found Rocky’s to be a great place to find hot young studs, and they were in there 3 to 4 times a week. She loved to get close to them, watch the hard, horny bulges developing. She’d pull them onto the dance floor, and grind against them, feeling their cocks stiffen even more. When he suggested they leave, she’d excuse herself to go to the bathroom. Then, after ducking into the bathroom, she’d sneak out of the bathroom, and slip out the back exit that was just down the hall, and her husband would be waiting in the parking lot. On the drive home, all Roberta could think about was the young stud with the hard cock, how she’d teased him, and left him with a pair of aching balls. When they got home, she’d be like a wildcat, all she could think about were the hard cocks and the aching balls she’d left in her wake, they’d fuck and suck wildly, marathon sessions that lasted until they finally collapsed, sated for the time being.

Deep diving in the stacks, part 1 [FF] [exposition/affective framing]

Before the pandemic, she was one of the nameless strangers I saw on campus all the time but had never actually conversed with. Our coffee and teaching schedules must have been synced, given the number of times I had seen her reading in the café, standing in line for coffee, or walking towards the library just as I walked out of it. Her hairstyles varied, but were always perfect, complimented with bright lipstick that accentuated her fantastic vintage-inspired wardrobe, and heels that lengthened the long line of her shapely legs. On days I was running late, wearing a no-iron button-up and slim-fit slacks over just barely clean enough chucks, hair a wild cloud of curls, I wished I could have even half of her perpetual gravitas. And on days I dressed with care, applying the tiniest bit of eye makeup and lip balm to set off my own vintage dresses, choosing a wide belt to cinch in my small waist, amplifying the curves of my full chest and fuller ass, she was one of the ones I thought about seeing and showing off for.