collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.
Story Codes: mmff, exhib, hp, grope, inc, magic, mc, spank, voy
Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.
Story Codes: mf, x-mast, cream pie, grope, magic, preg, spank, voy
At first, there was nothing. Only darkness. Then, from within a pool of primordial chaos, a light emerged. Rising from the pool was the newborn Goddess of Neon: Yuvi. The deity’s body was entirely ultraviolet, perceivable to mortal eyes as somewhere between blue, purple, and black. Her divine stature came with a generous height, alluring curves, and a hefty bust. Her cascading hair glowed cyan down her back, stopping around where her tailbone would be. Her hair wasn’t her only cyan light. When she opened her eyes for the first time, they shone just the same. Glistening lips and painted nails bore a similar glow.
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Hi, my name is Paula and the story you are about to read is completely true – with a name change or two.
I’m a mostly happily married woman, late twenties with blue eyes and dark hair. I am studying for my Ph.D. at a large Midwestern university in the USA.
I’ve been married a couple of years and had a lot of fun. One of the things that really turns me on is “strange”. That is, the first time usually is the best time for me in many ways. All guys are different, you know. I
thought being married would kinda put a damper on my sexual explorations. It was, therefore, very unexpected when one night as I worked my husband’s cock in and out of my mouth he asked me if I had ever fantasized about other men.
Did I? Hell yes!
What did I fantasize about?
“Well,” I told him, “I really like sex and I like getting eaten out… but I REALLY like sucking cock. I can orgasm sucking a man off, really! especially if it’s “strange” cock.”
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My wife is a fantasy fuck, and she knows it. Drooling drunks will tell her their fantasy. She’ll find a way to make their fantasy come true, or do what she can do, and I have to find a way to deal with it. She doesn’t force dealing with it on me; in fact, she feels bad that I must, but is thrilled that I do.
She will not look a gift dealer in the mouth, nor will she make dealing any more difficult than she is sure it must be. She tries to be sensitive, but her calling comes first; her career (exotic erotic dancing) comes second; her marriage comes third.
She does see giving men sexual adventures a calling. She has a God-given gift, a God-given body to give that gift, and the sex drive to make demanding gift giving easy. She was not built to be a traditional wife in a traditional marital role. Fidelity and faithfulness were fine, but not for her. She never promised that she could be or would be, or even attempt to be. She, in fact, promised she wouldn’t be, not even on the honeymoon if someone in need made his need known to her.
**August 1**
All moved in, rooms set up, and we’re finally able to get into a routine at home. Nice place, private place – haven’t met anyone but the super, who told us that the eccentric layout of the suites was a selling point to the ‘vintage loving hipsters’ that kept moving in here. Sure pal, whatever you say. Really nice apartment, though – huge window looking into the courtyard out of my office/the guest bedroom, almost floor to ceiling. It’s an old building (a former school?) and I can only see a few other apartments across the way, so some natural privacy. Cool. Good light coming in this room – I could probably sun tan in my office if I wanted to lol.
**August 3**
Wife’s left for work, might be a double shift at the bar. She looked so good when she left – tight black dress over her pink undies. She knew the horny drunks at the bar loved catching a flash of pink lace as she bent over, so she played it up for tips. I’m the lucky man who gets to benefit from her extensive lingerie collection, and her ‘fashion shows’ as she’s getting ready to go.
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I waited impatiently for the next three nights and days for Saturday at 10:00 pm, when I arrived promptly at Janey, Fran, and Sylvia’s apartment.
I was wearing a pair of men’s bikini briefs, a nylon t-shirt, my tightest jeans, clean sweat socks, and new loafers so my feet wouldn’t smell of sneakers. I had showered half an hour before I left home, after running my dad’s electric razor over my face carefully and throwing on some of his aftershave.
I felt ready for the action that Janey had promised. And the thought of her kept me hard from the moment I left her bed on Wednesday night until I rang the doorbell.
The sexiest Janey I had yet seen opened the door. She was dressed like a stripper: high black heels; black hose, sleek smooth ones, satin to the touch; the sheerest black bikini panties (I could see what little cunt hair she had right through them!); a black garter belt to hold up the stockings; and black pasties on her nipples. She also wore long black gloves on her hands/arms and a black derby.
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“Daughter, you know I love you very much and I respect your intelligence, but you must marry and marry soon. Your sisters insist.”
The young woman nodded and made a sour face. “I have found no man I can respect, father. I have tried, honestly.”
“I know,” he said. “But I am going to stage a tourney for your hand.”
She shook her head. “Please, for the right to court me but not, I hope, to marry without my consent.”
“Very well, to court you. But I want you married by next month, three weeks. Understand?”
“What sort of tourney?”
“Athletic mostly, some chess perhaps, wrestling, quarter-staff, archery. That sort of thing.”
“I would like to add an event. One I would conduct personally.”
Her father wrinkled his forehead and waited.
“Ejaculation, sir.” She smiled. “Ejaculation for both distance and quantity.”
“You jest!”
“No sir. I insist. The man I choose must be capable of pleasing me and of fathering your heirs. Oh, and size of his, what shall I call it… member, eh?”
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My wife and I have been married for ten years. We’d grown up together and were ‘high school sweethearts’. We married out of high school; we lived with my parents and both worked to save up for our own place. After we moved out I was switched to the three to eleven-thirty PM shift. It did mean more money and my wife was able to cut back her hours. We had found a second-floor apartment.
The house used to be one family at first. There had been no front porch back then our next-door neighbor told us. There were bars on all the first-floor windows even though it wasn’t a bad neighborhood. With the enclosed front porch the two windows looked strange barred like that.
We never got to know our initial downstairs neighbors. But a few years ago a new couple moved in. They were African-American, I never got to meet the husband but I did see the wife. She was a few years older than my wife and me, tall, slim but curvy with a large chest. We never talked but I found out she and my wife began to spend time together in the evenings.
Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.
Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.
Story Codes: mf, mf, ncon, x-mast, grope, magic, mc, spank, voy
Draco Malfoy was enjoying life; his latest revenge plot and money-making scheme had netted him a decent amount of gold in just a couple of weeks. It had taken him a week to perfect his revenge plot and the spells and enchantments which were needed, but after testing them out on his loyal slut Pansy Parkinson, he was very pleased with the results. Malfoy had used the ‘Imperio Prostitutus’ spell on a charmed coin and had branded her with it to control her actions. Malfoy used this power to turn her into a common prostitute, charging twenty Galleons to whoever wanted to fuck her. It had been a week since Malfoy had branded Pansy and turned her into his very first unknowing prostitute, and although he had been raking in good gold, he knew he could make more and further his plot for revenge against Hermione Granger if he expanded his business. He wasn’t quite ready to make Hermione a card-carrying member of his little prostitution ring, but he was ready to add a second piece of ass to his escort service.