“Did everyone get a copy of the Sinday’s Beaver Rewards” Mrs. Donavon called out raising a news paper. “And I trust everybody has scoured through looking to see which article was theirs..” letting the pause sink in as the class furiously tore through the news paper. “There was only one (starting intently at Clarissa) that made it! That means that Eric and Tom get the F for this project. Good job gentlemen. Out of the class we will have to dismiss two of our own cause they can’t seem to slap their cocks on the table.. perhaps there is something else you can study (staring directly at Steve and Trina), like I said there will be cuts, this is a competitive cut throat profession” with that Mrs. Donavon looked back to the class. “For the next ‘ass’ignment I want two papers, one from each team (eyeing the class) on the cheerleader tryouts! I am looking for content, sexibility and something that will make me cum.. the harder the better” with that the bell moaned for class to be over with. “Clarissa, Angie stay after so we can talk” as the rest of the junior reports filed out of class. Mrs. Donavon was perched at the end of her desk. “I did recognize a old column in there (glancing over both students to see who looked more nervous) let me see if I can remember..” her hand slide back as she unearthed a sheet of paper. “.. I do believe it was a letter to Jax (her eyes, nose and mind all waiting to see if either would give anything away) if I’m not mistaking. Well here’s a letter of mine that was waiting for a kiss (stamp back home) butt by the time I got it the Jax column had be closed” fanning herself for something that so fucking hot in the letter. By the time Mrs. Donavon had made it to the door, Clarissa was the only one left sitting. “Are you like cuming babe or do I have to pull on your titty (knowing how embraced Clar was for her tits) chains” Angie teased. “I swear foreign exchange students, you’ll never get them to follow” Angie tried to cover for Clarissa.
“To Jax
This is my first time writing about a sexual experience.. much less actually living it. My name is Miss O, yes you can just imagine the orgasms that this one night still bring to my bed. It all started one night at Voluptuous, a hot new club, when my bf broke up with me. Normally this would be a sad time butt (yes especially butt cause these two guys where checking out my butt) the first swing was his last (I ducked and the bouncer (he can bounce me any day, Rrrrrrr) caught his hand and tossed him, good riddance) the barkeep kept setting me up with cock (mug of beer) and two balls (shots) of pussy and cream whiskey. After I tipped the cock down I was a little unsteady that when these two big hunks started to hit on me, you got it both at the same time. I was so happy at the attention they where showing my tits, my little double D tits. Squeezing, pulling, mashing, getting me so fucking wet. Well needless to say this was only one of the hunks.. the other one.. Fuck I just came.. grabbed my ass. Not like the dick who almost hit me butt like I was a hot fucking whore. Gripping it hard butt as yet gentle, all I could say is yes (Ooooh.. told you I was cuming). I had to make move so I did! Wrapping my arms around the hunk in front of me, pulling myself up (didn’t wear panties, everybody could see them in the miniskirt I was wearing.. well was wearing) so I could lock lips with that stud. My miniskirt just happened to slip up just a little or could it be from me dry humping his cock, it was no secret that I wanted him to fuck me. The next thing I knew was we (all 3 of us where in a private room) started to strip each other. I started with his shirt, button everywhere and him started with my blouse. Ripping it till my tits where his for the taking. The other dude started down there with my ass (fuck I can still feel his tongue), linking my asshole, biting my ass cheek then delving into my fucking hot hole. Just one lick and I came drenching his tongue as my cum ran down his chin. Feeling a cock, a swelling cock as it entered my cum filled pussy. Fuck it was huge butt I had to have it! Filling me up, making my g-spots just explode over that mammoth cock. Forcing me on it, with every kiss my pussy stretched, with every moan my cunt was filled to the breaking point. The pounding I started as my cum coating what little of his cock that was exposed. The feeling of my hair being pulled from behind brought out more of my fucking cum butt my moaning couldn’t compare to what came next, feeling another massive head as I battered my cunt on one cock the other was forcing itself up my fuck hole. My orgasms when silent with envy. Attacking my neck, attacking my ear, squeezing my tits, pounding my wet slit, my banging asshole.. and yes cum lots of cum all cuming from me, Miss O. Being double stuffed can only last so long before I was on my knees, sitting there with one cock up my ass and sucking the other. Swallowing his cock, listening to him moan before his liquid payment came flowing out. I swallowed as much as I could butt that wasn’t it no the other dude wanted me to suck him off too, well needless to say I did. Pointing my ass in his direction as I swallowed his cock, the only thing I could recall them saying was “fuck she is a nasty fucking whore”. I could stuff his cock so far down my throat that when I started to rock I felt his hand grip my hair. He held me down there while he face fucked me till he exploded in my throat, this time making sure I swallowed every little bit of his cum (Mmm Mmmm Oh fuckkk I’m.. cum..g OooohOooohOooohOoooh..)
Sincerely your little Miss O”
“You can’t be serious.. can you? You want to go to club V.. so you can (pointing to the letter).. no you..” Angie was amazed that this country hick could actually do this. “Okay, how about (flipping through her make believe day planner) to..morrow night! Noted and we’re set pick you up at Mmm.. eightish” Angie was already making plans for her eye candy Clarissa to be wearing, acting, even drinking.
Tag: Swingers
Torturous Lap Dance
I sent this out to a new sext pen pal. We are having a LOT of naughty fun:
Like I’ve mentioned earlier, I really want to treat someone to a slow, torturous lap dance. I think you’d be a good candidate to receive it – you’re what we might call an “appreciative audience”.
So you’d show up at the designated location, dressed to the nines of course. Sexy business chic. I would answer the door in a marabou robe, wearing an open cup bra with pasties. I included some photos so you can have a better idea. I’ll have a look in my eyes that tells you how much I want you and that I have something special to show you.
I lead you by the hand to a room with warm ambient lighting and music playing softly. There’s a single chair in the middle of the room next to a pile of silk ties.
“Sit in the chair.” I will tell you in a sultry but firm voice. You do as I say. You’ll do whatever I ask because you trust that I’m going to make you feel so good. Your cock is stirring with anticipation.
Carol and James, part 3: Worship [MF] [gentlefemdom]
[Click here for part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gb2hlf/carol_and_james_part_1_chores_mf_gentlefemdom/)
This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part three of five; in the previous instalment, James was released from chastity and he and Carol bathed together. The fourth part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!
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Carol hops onto the bed, full of vigor, and pulls you on after her. You kneel in front of her once again as she sits cross-legged on the blanket.
Once you’re in position, she says “Oh, actually, I’ll need my phone. Can you fetch it from the nightstand?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” you say. You’re convinced that she’s just messing with you now, but you get up and get her phone without hesitation, handing it to her before taking up your kneeling position again.
“I’m just setting a timer,” she explains, tapping the screen. “There we go. Now then, James…” she lowers the phone and looks you in the eyes. “I’ve noticed you looking at me all evening. Sneaking glances when you think my back is turned, peeking when I’m undressed…”
Tales of Erodale – Chapter 7 – [Fantasy, Futa, Rough, Creampie, Domination, Throatfuck]
Previous Chapter [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fsqx2o/tales_of_erodale_chapter_6_fantasy_threesome/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstoriesxxx/comments/fsqx2o/tales_of_erodale_chapter_6_fantasy_threesome/)
Rose strode forth through Ariela’s castle with full power and full confidence. She could not wait to fight Ariela, free Belind and bring an end to the darkness that threatened Erodale. After hours of exploring the wicked castle, she finally opened up a heavy iron door and found her target. Seated in a simplistic throne in another dungeon room was Ariela. Flanking both sides of the dark queen were two hulking guards in black and gold armor with raven motifs, similar to the armor the Raven Queen wore.
“This should be entertaining. Try not to ruin her face too much. I want to be able to display her proudly to anyone else with a trace of treason in their body.” Ariela said in a carefree manner that sounded like each word was a treat she was delivering to her guards.
Visiting Anna – 04 Fireplace drinks with some friends
Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g9xrbg/visiting_anna_01_arrival_and_some_wine_mf/)
Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gahedv/visiting_anna_02_requests_and_payments/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gahedv/visiting_anna_02_requests_and_payments/)
Part 3: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gb0ilz/visiting_anna_03_the_bet_and_a_bit_of_fun_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gb0ilz/visiting_anna_03_the_bet_and_a_bit_of_fun_mf/)
After our fun, we were in need of a shower. Anna went first as I just wanted to lay in bed and enjoy the moment a little longer. I did not think I would even sleep in this bed tonight, let alone be laying naked in it. I could barely believe what happened. Anna left the door open, and I could hear her hum a tune as the shower washed our mess off of her. With a grin on my face, I thought it was time for me to start getting ready. Apparently, I was going to be meeting Anna’s two friends that she plans on persuading me to sleep with as well. I needed a shower, and definitely needed to brush my teeth.
Plumber stories: the dick-sucking edition (pt. 3)
I’m in some kind of Chinese finger cuffs situation with our plumber who was working on our home renovation before the shutdown. The more we both try to resist the attraction, the more locked in we become. I just googled “Chinese finger cuffs” to see if it meant what I thought it did–and apparently Chasing Amy brought about a new definition: a spit roast. Also appropriate. If that’s the only way I could have him, I’d take it. We’re both married. You can read more backstory [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8roxe/super_hot_for_the_plumber_renovating_our_house_im/) and [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/g8tkua/plumber_stories_part_2_the_swollen_pussy_edition/)
The home scene for the plumber isn’t a dead bedroom. He has an attractive wife, they have sex, but as an example: it causes a real kerfuffle if he’s “caught” masturbating–especially if porn is involved. (Side note: last time this happened he said to me, “At least I didn’t tell her I was thinking about you.”) This kind of scenario, where she’s walking in and he’s already turned on, makes me completely crazy! I can’t imagine not being excited to find that man stroking it! Also: I would love it if my husband were horny enough for me to “catch” him jerking off, but alas, anytime he’s cumming, I’m there to receive it, and I could take some more. e.g. here I am writing this, when I could be….
The Breeding Machine (Chapter 3 – 4)
**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**
If you’re new, you can read Chapters 1 – 2 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g55ozi/the_breeding_machine_chapters_1_3_oc_incest/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g55ozi/the_breeding_machine_chapters_1_3_oc_incest/)
# CHAPTER THREE: WEEK ONE
And so, here we are.
I look across to you, resilience in my eyes. We’re sitting there, on our bed, on our first week of the chamber. The air is still, and warm, but your hand feels cold. I see the worry in your eyes.
“Hey” I whisper “It’s gonna be ok, we don’t have to do anything. We’re gonna be fine”
“You don’t know that” you reply, without turning your head. You just sit there, facing forward at the large metal door, wishing you had the key. And you were right. I didn’t know any of that. Running your fingers through mine, you turn to me.
“I’m scared… that…” you falter, pursing your lips and shaking your head before continuing “I’m scared that we’re going to give in”
The thought had crossed both our minds. The rules were simple. Just play by the rules, and no one gets hurt. But disobey the overseers, and we’d go hungry for days.
What Mom Can’t Remember 3 Final (M/F Drug/Drunk Incest)
I was out of town on a project for work rom mid Monday to quitting time Friday so I had talked with mom but I hadn’t seen her. The conversations were all typical and she never let me steer the conversation the way I wanted, I hope I wasn’t losing the ground I had already made. I was egger to get home and start what I hoped would be a very satisfying weekend with my mom. It was a little after 7 PM when I pulled in the drive way and the house was just like I expected it to be. The dock lights were on, along with the kitchen and dining room, even though the sun was still up. As I walked to the door I saw mom walking up from the dock, she was wearing a pink bikini top, a short white skirt and had her make up all done up.
The Incubus part 2 [Fantasy] [Kidnapping] [torture] [BDSM] [sadistic] [forced orgasm]
**The Incubus**
**Part 2**
I walk away from the table where Elyse is bound naked and spread-eagle. I open a large cabinet against the wall. The cabinet is made of very old oak, standing nearly 7 feet high and 10 feet wide. Opening the huge french doors reveals a large assortment of floggers, single tail whips, riding crops, paddles and canes. At the sight of this collection Elyse releases a loud scream.
“No, you can’t.” she pleads. “You can’t torture me, this is sick, this is so fucked up.”
What Mom Can’t Remember 2 {M/F Drugs Drunk Incest
It was that same Saturday that I had a brilliant idea. She was wearing a turtle neck to hide what was a pretty clear bite mark but it was going into the 80’s today and I wanted to see my handy work. I came in and told her to get changed we are going to take the Whaler out, she loves being on dads boat but I could see the hesitation in her face. I look her in the eye and said “Now woman!” just as I had seen my dad do so many times, she was up and headed to her bedroom to change. I got a bag together for the boat and headed down the dock to lower it in the water.
I had just got the boat fired up when my came down the gang way. She was wearing a black one piece suit, with a blue jacket thing women wear, a big straw hat and had a blue scarf tied around neck covering where I marked her last night. We got underway, I was headed to one of the sandbars that we would play on as I was growing up. Mom asked if we could go somewhere not crowded and I saw why, her jacket had blown open in the wind showing the cleavage she couldn’t cover up. I could see parts of the hickys I put on her last night and while she won’t mention them, there is no denying what they were. I did a good job marking mom and she was trying hard to ignore the marks.