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EROTIC INVITATION

8 NAUGHTY TALES

Scotty Diggler

Jesse Flynn

Brock Landers

Michael Scott Taylor

Vicki Harper

Tory Mynx

Nikki Taylor

JT Holland

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DISCLAIMER: These stories are intended for a mature audience only! Contains explicit, graphic sex and language, including rough and aggressive sex, dirty talk, anal sex, alpha males, bdsm, femdom, and more. Not intended for individuals under the age of 18 or those with a weak constitution. All characters are over 18 years old.

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

DOUBLE-TEAMING THE NAUGHTY NEIGHBOR BY SCOTTY DIGGLER

BANGING THE SEXY NEIGHBOR BY JESSE FLYNN

TEACHING HER AN ANAL LESSON BY BROCK LANDERS

ENJOYING A VERY DIRTY WEEKEND WITH MY IMPOSSIBLY NAUGHTY GIRLFRIEND (SESSION ONE) BY MICHAEL SCOTT TAYLOR

BANGING A SEXY STRANGER BY VICKI HARPER

THE ALPHA FEMALE GETS MANHANDLED BY TORY MYNX

PUTTING HIM TO THE TEST BY NIKKI TAYLOR

TEACHING HIS SEXY ROOMMATE SOME MANNERS BY JT HOLLAND


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DOUBLE-TEAMING THE NAUGHTY NEIGHBOR

 SCOTTY DIGGLER


Tanya Carter, a stunning blonde with a thin, lithe, rock-hard body honed in the gym on a daily basis, is standing in the living room talking to her husband Derek, an equally fit, ex-college athlete with a full head of brown hair and an angular, attractively rugged face. Both are in their early thirties and both look great for their age. They’ve been married for 11 years, each of which has been better than the last.

There are many reasons for their continued marital success, including a complete openness with one another and an us-against-the-world attitude. But the biggest factor is their willingness to engage in deviant, perverted sexual acts; not only with each other, but involving third (and sometimes even fourth or fifth) parties.

Over the years, they have participated in many types of different sexual scenarios, sometimes setting them up themselves and sometimes letting others do the planning. But recently they have stumbled upon a game they like to play more than any other, the specifics of which they are discussing at this very moment in the living room of their immaculately furnished 3-bedroom house in the suburbs.

“Are you sure Megan’s up for this?” Tanya says.

“Positive,” Derek replies. “I’ve been setting it up for weeks. She’s totally into me. I’ve had to fight her off with a stick for the last couple of days. She’s just waiting for you to leave.”

“And you’re certain it’ll go the way we want?”

“Positive,” Derek says. “You know me. I have a knack for these things.”

“You do indeed,” Tanya says. “That’s why I love you so much.”

She steps into him and sticks her tongue into his mouth. He returns the kiss and they make out, each more excited than usual. They’ve done this sort of thing before, of course, but that didn’t make it any less exhilarating.

Tanya breaks off the kiss and grabs Derek’s cock, gripping it beneath his pants. “I see that you’re already hard with anticipation.”

Derek runs his fingers under Tanya’s skirt and rubs her pussy over her panties. “And I see that you’re already wet.”

“You know I like the sort of thing as much as you do.”

“Which is why I love you so much.”

They smile at each other, their faces conveying genuine emotion.

“Now go,” Derek says, slapping Tanya on the ass. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

 

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Five minutes later, Tanya pulls her car out of the garage and closes the garage door behind her. Two minutes after that there’s a knock on their front door. Derek looks through the peephole, just to be sure.

It’s Megan. She’s wearing a slinky, lacy, black top and a jean skirt, with lots of makeup and her hair done up. Her intentions are obvious.

Derek answers the door, opening it and hustling Megan into the house and quickly closing the door behind them, acting like they’re worried about getting caught.

Megan is a 20-year old girl college student that lives down the street who’s home for the summer. She’s a cute little long-haired brunette with a thin frame, small but perky tits, a great ass, and legs that didn’t quit. But more importantly, the word around the neighborhood is that not only is she a total slut, but that she just adores older men. Which is why Derek and Tanya chose her for their little game.

“Are you sure your wife is gone for the whole day?” Megan asks Derek as he leads her up the stairs to the bedroom, not wasting any time.

“Positive,” Derek says. “We’ve got at least three hours until she comes home. And I’m planning on using all of them.”

Megan giggled and grabbed his ass as they climbed the stairs.

“Are you sure you can last that long?” Megan asks.

“I’m like the energizer bunny,” Derek says, looking back at her. “I keep going, and going, and going . . .”

“I certainly hope so,” Megan says as they come to the top of the stairs. “Because I’ve haven’t had a good fucking since I’ve been back from college. All the boys around here are lame.”

 

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Thirty seconds later they’re in the bedroom. Derek’s pants are around his ankles and Megan is on her knees, with one hand gripping the base of his cock and her lips wrapped around the tip.

“Do you like how I suck your cock, baby?” Megan asks, taking a moment to slip it out of her mouth.

“I fucking love it,” Derek says, his head cocked a little sideways, listening.

And sure enough, a few moments later, the sound of the front door opening and then closing is audible throughout the house.

Megan quickly pulls her mouth off Derek’s cock and looks up at him.

“Who’s that?” she whispers.

“It must be Tanya,” Derek says, acting surprised.

“I thought you said she was gone for the day?” Megan whispers desperately.

“She was supposed to be,” Derek whispers back. They can hear the sounds of Tanya rummaging around downstairs. Marks pulls his boxers and pants back up and buttons them.

“What do we do?” Megan asks.

“Nothing,” Derek replies. “She probably just forgot something. She’ll be back out the door within seconds.”

But immediately after the words leave Derek’s mouth Tanya calls out to him.

“Derek? Derek, honey, have you seen my cell phone?”

“I think it’s downstairs,” Derek calls out. Megan is still on her knees on the floor, looking frightened and nervous.

“I can’t find it,” Tanya says. “I think I may have left it in our room.”

Megan curses under her breath and starts to climb to her feet.

“No, it’s not in here,” Derek calls out.

“I’m pretty sure it is,” Tanya says. The sound of her footsteps on the hardwood stairs is audible. “I’m coming up to check.”

“What do I do?” Megan says, panicked.

“Go hide in the closet,” Derek says quickly.

“But what if she looks for her phone in there?” Megan says.

“She won’t,” Derek replies, forcing himself not to smile. He gives Megan a little push in the direction of the closet. “Now go! Hurry!”

Megan quickly moves to the other side of the room and scrambled into the walk-in closet and closes the door behind her.

No more than five seconds later, Tanya enters the room. She has a curious little smile on her face and she gives Derek a wink. He winks back and returns her smile.

“Are you sure you haven’t seen it in here?” Tanya asks Derek, her tone not reflecting her knowledge of the situation.

“Positive,” Derek says. “I’ve looked everywhere.” He flicks his head towards the closet.

“Is she in there?” Tanya mouths without saying the words aloud.

Derek nods.

“I think I left it in my pants yesterday,” Tanya says aloud.

“In the bathroom?” Derek asks.

“No,” Tanya replies. “In the closet.”

“They’re not in there,” Derek says, grinning widely all the while.

“Of course they are,” Tanya says. “I hung them up yesterday after I wore them.”

“Are you sure?” Derek says. “I thought you put them in the laundry already.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Tanya says, moving towards the closet. “I know right where I put them.”

“Wait,” Derek says, more loudly than necessary, still playing the part for Megan’s benefit. “I think I saw your phone downstairs.”

“Why are you acting so funny?” Tanya says, putting her hand on the closet door handle in an attempt to ramp up Megan’s anxiety. “Is there something in the closet you don’t want me to see?”

“No,” Derek says, barely able to keep from cracking up. “It’s nothing like that.”

Tanya lets the silence build for a few moments, then says, “Bullshit. What the fuck did you stash in there? Your fucking girlfriend?”

“No,” Derek says, his smile larger than ever. He’s practically giddy with excitement. “Of course not. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“If I’m being ridiculous, then it doesn’t matter if I open this closet, does it?” Tanya says, turning the handle but not opening the door yet. She wants to make Megan sweat it for a little while longer.

“If that’s what you want to do,” Derek says.

“You really don’t care?” Tanya says, opening the door just a little bit.

“Not at all,” Derek says.

Tanya closes the door and lets go of the handle. “Well, in that case, maybe I should look somewhere else for my phone. I don’t I left it in my pants anyway.”

“Like I said, whatever you want,” Derek says.

“I think I may have put my pants in the bathroom after all,” Tanya says. “Can you go take a look for me?”

“Sure,” Derek replies. “Which pants did you say they were in?”

“My black jeans,” Tanya says.

“Okay, I’ll check,” Derek says, not making a move.

“Go!” Tanya whispers, waving Derek away. She wants the situation to play out as real as possible to fool Megan. If she realizes it’s a setup that’ll take some of the fun away. “And wipe that smile off your face!” she adds, whispering that too.

Derek turns and walks into the bathroom, trying unsuccessfully to stop grinning. Meanwhile, Tanya again grabs ahold of the door handle and opens the door to the walk-in closet.

“Let’s see what you’re hiding in here,” she says under her breath, flipping on the light to reveal two legs protruding from the bottom of Derek’s shirts.

Tanya spreads the shirts apart, revealing Megan. She’s got a scared look on her face and tears are dripping down her face.

“Well, what the fuck do we have here?” Tanya says, staring down at Megan. “You’re that girl from down the street, right?”

Megan nods.

“Megan, right?”

Megan nods again.

“Care to tell me what the fuck you’re doing in my closet?” Tanya asks, her voice harsh.

Megan shakes her head.

“Yeah, I didn’t think you would,” Tanya says. She grabs Megan by the hair and uses it to pull the younger girl out of the closet. “Come on, you little slut. Time to pay the piper.”

Tanya drags Megan out of the closet and into the bedroom.

“On your knees,” Tanya says to Megan. “Right here, in the middle of the floor.”

Megan does as she’s told.

Two seconds later, Derek walks in. “Uh-oh,” he says, trying to look and sound dismayed.

“Uh-oh is right,” Tanya says. “What about you, Derek? Do you feel like explaining what’s going on here?”

“Well, uh—” Derek starts.

“Just shut the fuck up,” Tanya says. “Nobody has to explain anything. It’s pretty fucking obvious what’s going on here.”

“Listen, Tanya,” Derek says. “It’s not what you think.”

“Sure it’s not,” Tanya replies. “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid.”

“I thought you were out for the day,” Derek says, dropping his head.

“You thought wrong,” Tanya snaps back.

“Listen, I just—”

“Zip it,” Tanya says, pointing at Derek. “I’ll deal with you later. First I’m going to deal with her. She turns her attention to Megan, who is still sitting on her knees on the floor, sniffling, trying to stem the tide of her tears. “What about you, Megan? What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry?” Megan says, framing it like a question.

“You aren’t yet,” Tanya says, still holding onto Megan’s hair. “But you will be. You’ll be very sorry.”

“You’re not going to tell my parents, are you?” Megan asks.

“I guess that depends,” Tanya says.

“On what?”

“On you.”

“What do you mean?”

“The choice is yours,” Tanya says, “I can either drive you back home and tell your parents exactly what happened here, or we can dole out your punishment right here, right now.”

“What kind of punishment?” Megan asks.

“Whatever I deem appropriate,” Tanya says.

Megan nods her head. “Okay.”

“Okay, what?”

“I’ll accept your punishment.”

“Are you sure?” Tanya says. “Once we get started, you won’t be able to change your mind.”

“I’m sure,” Megan says. “Do you worst to me.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Tanya says, smiling like a demon. “We will. But first I want to get a few things straight in my head. Who started this whole mess?”

“It was all her,” Derek says.

“Is that true?” Tanya asks Megan

“No,” Megan says.

“No? So you came over here to fuck my husband against your will? Did Derek force you to come over here?”

“Well, no,” Megan says. “But he started it. He approached me first.”

“Of course he did,” Tanya says. “He’s a man. They all think with their dicks. That doesn’t mean you can’t tell him no.”

“I tried,” Megan says.

“Obviously not too hard,” Tanya says.

“She practically begged for it,” Derek says. “She came over here every time you left the house, trying to get me to let her in.”

Tanya looks at him for a moment before turning her attention back to Megan. “Is that right?” she asks.

Megan just shrugs.

“Yeah, I bet you did,” Tanya says, her attention still on Megan. “You’re just a filthy little slut, aren’t you?”

Megan shrugs again. A defiant little smile has worked its way onto her lips. She’s obviously given up trying to play the innocent girl.

“You love cock, don’t you?” Tanya says.

Megan nods.

“And you want my husbands cock, don’t you?”

Megan nods again.

“That’s what I thought,” Tanya says. Pointing at Derek, she says, “You, drop your pants and pull your cock out.”

Derek does as he’s told, trying to act dismayed even though his rock-hard cock is betraying his true feelings.

“So you want my husband’s cock, huh? Then here,” Tanya says, pushing Megan’s head towards Derek’s cock, which is harder than ever. “Start fucking sucking on it then you little slut. Show me what you can do.”

Still holding onto Megan’s hair with one hand, Tanya circles around so she’s behind the younger girl. With her free hand, she yanks Megan’s arms back and holds them in place behind her back.

“You like it when men use all your holes, don’t you?” Tanya says, pushing Megan’s head forward and back, forcing her to suck Derek’s cock. “That’s right, you little slut. Suck my husbands fucking cock.”

Tanya gets more aggressive, pushing and pulling Megan’s head off of Derek’s cock with more force and speed with every passing second. It isn’t long before Megan is gagging and coughing, with spittle running down her chin and onto the floor. But Tanya doesn’t let up, pushing Megan’s head further and further forward until she’d nearly taking all of Derek’s cock with every thrust.

After a good thirty seconds of constant sucking, Tanya holds Megan’s head in place with Derek’s cock deep inside her mouth for a few beats before letting off, giving Megan a chance to breathe.

“You’re pretty good at that,” Tanya says to Megan. “What do you think, Derek? Does she know what she’s doing?”

“She sure as hell does,” Derek says.

Looking up at Derek, Tanya says. “What do you say we see how good she is a deepthroating?”

“I say that sounds like a great idea,” Derek says, smiling.

Tanya smiles up at him. “Yeah, I think so too,” she says.


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