The Naughty Chair
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Daniel and Emma put 'The Naughty Chair' through its paces. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
“What do you think?” I asked Daniel.
He took a breath which involved a lot of shoulders.
“I guess it looks okay,” he admitted. Reluctantly.
“I guess,” he added, almost honestly. “I mean, if you like it. I mean you must like it right, or otherwise, unless you inherited it, or something like that. You didn’t inherit it, did you Emma?”
“You think it’s ugly,” I accused him.
“No, no, not at all. Not ugly. Just, um, maybe a little ordinary.”
“Ordinary? In what way?”
“Non-descript?” he ventured.
At least he didn’t ask how much it cost.
“Was it a great bargain, or something like that?” he asked
“An unbelievable bargain,” I said. “It was essentially free.”
“Essentially?”
“Yeah. I sort of stole it.”
“Oh? Sort of?”
“Uh huh. I reverse portaled it.”
His face wrinkled. “What does that mean, exactly? That it isn’t real?”
“Oh, it’s real all right.”
“So you can sit it in and everything?”
“Yes, everything,” I said. “Oh, and one more thing. It’s called ‘The Naughty Chair.’”
“What does that entail?”
With a smiling smirk, I told him to take off his clothes and I’d show him.
I had the now naked Daniel stretch out on the floor. “Don’t I get to try out the chair?” he asked.
“Maybe later, if you play your cards right,” I said, stripping out of my own outfit. “Playing your cards, by the way, is a euphemism, or figure of speech, or something like that.”
I sat back on The Naughty Chair. “Ooh, this feels good. So good,” I crooned, shifting myself sensuously. “So good on my bare-naked butt.” I swiveled and shifted and lifted.
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