Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.03: Marcia Learns Why (Part 2)

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Marcia began to wonder if that was the reason why Laura stopped going to college when Laura said, "They have probably already started serving. We better get going. Mistress Jennifer is having an introduction dinner for the girls she has just now taken on for initiation. I'm already a maiden, but I've been gone for nine months, so she wanted me to attend also."

They quickly threw on their dresses, and hurried down the hallway and a few flight of stairs. While Laura led the way, she asked, "I'm sure you have had a few dinners at the Lord and Lady's manor?"

"Yes. My family has had many dinners here." As Marcia replied, she recalled the large dining hall that her family always ate in. It was often filled with up to a hundred people or more. The meals were always fantastic, and there was always a constant roar from all of the conversations going on at the same time.

Laura then led her into a room of the manor she had never been in before. It was a much smaller dining room that could probably only seat about ten people. "This is their casual dining room where they eat when they are not entertaining."

I’ll Be a Mommy’s Uncle! (end) [Fm, inc, regression, x-dress, reluct, slow]

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There were many days of unease that followed. Mother's little girl and I fell back into our routine of once a week. Only this time, when my cock threatened to spout off, I would jack on it and have a great cum. It was rare that I actually spilled onto my mother's naked skin, but not for not wanting to. I had to respect my daughter's wishes, and she really didn't like the nasty stuff hitting her. Still, her incredible body was the thing that turned me on the most, and the closer she was the more likely I'd shoot. Sometimes I didn't have a chance to redirect my load.

Mother, as an adult, never again acted like she had on my twelfth birthday. She reverted back to being strict and proper. I knew she wanted more than ever to eradicate the little girl who stole her Saturdays, especially since her son was now using the event for his personal sex fun.

One day my daughter and I fell asleep on my bed, and the next morning, mother woke up beside me. The sound that jostled me out of slumber was her sobbing.

Prima Nocta [MF]

My legs shook uncontrollably but he kept pressing deeper, my mouth open in a guttural moan. There was nothing I wouldn't do for this man.

 

It was my wedding day. Well, technically it was 24 hours before I would walk down the aisle and I hadn't been fucked like this in years.

 

Can a person lead two lives? Not simply a real one and a secretive one played out in the shadows, but lives that never meet, never cross, never exist at the same time? I had thought the transition was complete, that I had successfully made the turn away from the past and set my focus squarely on the future. Fuck, was I wrong. Some things are too strong for free will to push aside. I guess some things are too strong for MY will to push aside.

 

The sink pedestal creaked as he completely filled me. I wanted to press my hand against his chest in an attempt to push him away but instead I pushed back, grasping the edge of the counter as he rocked his hips towards me. The absolute guilt I felt moments before disappeared and the tears of betrayal were replaced by tears of pleasure…pain. He swelled, stretching me beyond my limit and mixing my discomfort with surges of electricity and pleasure.

Rolling Deep by Tristan Kane (MF, MC)

Calvin Harris, Under Control, is pounding from the DJ booth bouncing off the walls and through your body. You’re lost, lost in the music. It’s packed; the light show is flaring green laser lights all around you. People are hopping up and down to the beats, screaming and yelling. You feel him close behind you in perfect sync with the beat coming from the speakers in the room. His hands are running up your silky smooth legs and you can feel his warm breath against the back of your neck. You think to yourself, “only in Vegas baby!”

Exiting the dance floor for a much needed break, “I have to use the ladies room”, you say to him and he says he has to go to. You check the mirror and fix your make up, which has slightly run due to the heat and sweat from your body. You meet up with him again in the hallway that leads to the bathroom. He pulls you close and your lips meet his and you feel his tongue push something into your mouth. You swallow it without even thinking. Your eyes meet his, “What was that?” “Blue Smurfs”, he says.

Father and Son fuck a Mother and Daughter Part 2 [MFmf]

Part 1:

My name is Grant Bloomington, I'm a mechanical engineer who lives in Chevy Chase, MD. I work for a government contracting agency building parts for USDA machinery. I have been divorced from my wife and college love for six years now, each one reminding me of what we could have been.

Recently, I've been dating again. I signed up for this online dating site that supposedly has an amazing system of matching people up so I figured I would give it a shot. I saw this beautiful woman, 37 years old, only one year younger than I, who was also a divorcee and had a daughter.

The woman was from our town and so I asked my son if he knew her daughter because they would both be in the twelfth grade given her age. "Yeah" he replied. He took a few seconds to think about the girl and said "she's really hot". I was in complete agreement: "so is her mom".

Naughty Neighbors: Tech Support [MF] [oral] [cheat]

„Oh hi Shirley! So great to see you!“, Lena exclaimed happily when she opened the door.
„I'm great, how are you? How was your weekend?“, her neighbor asked back while hugging her tight.
„It was pretty much the usual family visit, nothing extraordinary. I'll tell you all about it later, but please do come in!“, Lena urged and pulled her friend into the hallway. „You look fantastic, is that a new dress?“
„Yes it is! I'm so glad you noticed. Do you like it?“, Shirley asked and twirled around on her heels.
Lena had to admit, her neighbor looked gorgeous, even though she was already in her forties. Shirley had long legs which emanated from a wide, prolific pelvis and a substantial behind. Her voluminous H-cup breasts weren't constrained by any kind of bra and pushed against the tight cloth of her new summer dress with her lazy chestnut curls almost tickling her profound cleavage. And although she did have a few extra pounds on her hips, they did only make her even more alluring.
In short, Shirley seemed to be the complete opposite of her younger friend. Lena was flat where Shirley was curvy. She had an athletic, well-toned body where the older woman had a juicy, fleshy softness. Lena was several inches shorter and preferred to wear her fair hair in a simple ponytail instead of it falling over her Nordic face. They truly did make an odd couple.

Stunned (Part 2) [MF, office affair]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/2p58ab/stunned_part_1mf_office_affair/

A couple of days passed and Karl's guilt faded. His home life remained normal and it even felt like his lack of pawing at his wife seemed to lift her spirits. They cooked, did the dishes, and curled up to watch a movie or some stupid tv show like they always had. He even asked her causally over a glass of wine whether she thought about sex as much as they both knew he did.

"It's not a priority for me," she replied mater-of-factually, "It's sorta the cherry on top of a really big cake for me I guess."

'It's the cake for me' he'd thought but didn't say.

Work hadn't changed much either. The barbs he sometimes took from Kim seemed to have softened, and she smiled at him every now and again, but no tectonic shift in the world had occurred. By Thursday of the following week he sat slumped into his chair, as usual, staring at the screen with the glow faded from his mind.

DING!

IM from Kim on his phone.

Father and Son fuck a Mother and Daugher [MFmf]

Revised Part 1:

My name is Grant Bloomington, I'm a mechanical engineer who lives in Chevy Chase, MD. I work for a government contracting agency building parts for USDA machinery. I have been divorced from my wife and college love for six years now, each one reminding me of what we could have been.

Recently, I've been dating again. I signed up for this online dating site that supposedly has an amazing system of matching people up so I figured I would give it a shot. I saw this beautiful woman, 37 years old, only one year younger than I, who was also a divorcee and had a daughter.

The woman was from our town and so I asked my son if he knew her daughter because they would both be in the twelfth grade given her age. "Yeah" he replied. He took a few seconds to think about the girl and said "she's really hot". I was in complete agreement: "so is her mom".

Stunned, (Part 1)[MF, office affair]

Go easy on me, this is my first post. My inner erotic writer is still learning and trying to find a creative voice that can out-shout my lizard brain. I'm a guy in my mid 30s and have been looking for a (safe) place to let my dirty imagination run wild. Help me get better.


Stunned

With a shake of his head Karl snapped back to reality. It felt like the temperature in his small office just rose 15 degrees.

'Are my cheeks flushed?' Shit.

He clicked on the attachment again…

'Damn, that's fucking hot. Did she really mean to send that to me?'

With his mouse still hovering over the email, Karl slowly slipped his gaze around his monitor, across the hall and into the open office of the apparent owner of the sexy black laced stocking top and smooth thigh that had popped up on his screen. A pair of strong brown eyes stared back and with a playful arch of one eyebrow, another electric jolt ran up his spine, across his red cheeks, and down between his legs.

His felt like his pants suddenly lost 3 sizes.

The Rebellious Stepdaughter, Part 4 [MMMf][bd][blkmail][drugs][inc][nc]

I found my old friend Jacob's number in my phone, and gave him a call. As the phone rang, I walked upstairs towards Carrie's bedroom. I stepped over the wooden shards on the floor, reminiscent of last night's fit of rage. Just as I entered, Jacob picked up the phone. A gruff voice boomed over the line, "Hey, look who it is! You fucking douchebag. How's life been since that frosty bitch cut off your balls?"

"Nice to talk to you again too, asshole" I said. "I'm actively getting my balls back, as a matter of fact. That's why I called." Jacob and his friend Cass were the two guys I ran with years ago before getting married to my wife. I took endless shit from them for being "hen-pecked" and "whipped". Once upon a time, I was a badass motherfucker. Drugs, guns, you name it. Everything changed when I met my wife. She "cleaned me up", got me sober, and now only my hidden tattoos give any hint as to my dark past. I rationalized the loss of my old persona as a fair price for the sex (in the beginning, my wife had been a sex goddess). Now that was all gone, and it was time to become an alpha again.