Author: bluewriterguy

The Wrong Door 2 – 422 [FF MF MF – all mid 20s][sex oral]

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sypvit/the_wrong_door_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/sypvit/the_wrong_door_mf/)

“See Luce,” Bonnie said “I told you all you needed was a good hard fuck.”Whether in post-coital glow, or sheer embarrassment at being caught, Lucy (Bonnie’s friend) and I burst out into uncontrollable giggles, and she rolled off my slowly softening cock.“Oh stop that you two.” Bonnie said moving from the door frame towards us “You might be very happy with yourselves, but I’m horny as fuck right now from watching you.”As she approached my bed, Bonnie slid her pants to the floor, showing off her cleanly shaved and very aroused pussy.“422?” Lucy asked, her voice everything you’d expect from a sex goddessBonnie grinned “Chris, go get Trevor and tell him ‘422’ while I clean up our girl here ready for round 2” and she knelt between Lucy’s spread legs.aI lay there gobsmacked as Bonnie started to lick Lucy’s pussy, Lucy letting out little moans of pleasure.Bonnie came up for air “I meant now, Go!”I hopped off the bed and ran for the door, but couldn’t help turning to get one last look at Bonnie eating Lucy out.“Stop staring at my arse and Go” Bonnie called out without turning around.Bonnie’s bare arse was definitely a sight to behind – perky, round and firm enough to bounce a coin off – but I didn’t hesitate a moment longer and ran down to the living room.The unrealised answer of how Trevor hadn’t heard all of Lucy’s moaning was answered as I walked in to him screaming at the TV, headphones on.He caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of this eye and turned “What the fuck man, what are you doing?”“I just fucked Bonnie’s friend.”“Lucy?!? You just fucked Lucy!?! You lucky fucker – but that doesn’t explain why you haven’t put on any pants.”“Bonnie didn’t exactly give me time – she caught us and said I needed to come get you, and tell you 422?”I shit you not Trevor launched himself from the couch so fast that he’d passed me before his controller hit the floor.“Hurry up you sonuva bitch – you’re in for a treat” he called back as he made his way down the hallway. Read more »

The Wrong Door [MF]

I share this old house with a housemate Trevor and while I’m single, he has a girlfriend who he can really only spend time with on Thursdays. This works out great as it’s my training night, so I clear out, giving them the house to themselves for a few hours.

One Thursday I got home and as I was walking down the hallway heard sobbing and quiet talking from my housemate’s door.
‘Great’ I thought to myself ‘relationship troubles, exactly what I need’ but as I got the living room Trevor was on the couch playing his PlayStation.
“What are you doing out here?” I asked “And then who’s in your room?”
“One of Bonnie’s friends got broken up with tonight, so instead of our date night, I’m out here listening to 12 year olds talk about fucking my mother while they’re in my room doing girly things”
“Fun, fun, fun.” I said while grabbing a drink from the fridge “Well you have fun showing those 12 year olds who’s boss – I’m going for a shower” Read more »

The Card Game – Round 2 [MF/MF]

So there I lay, Charlotte in all her naked glory towering above me, those fantastic breasts hanging over my head, her moist pussy so close to my lips yet so far.

“Here’s the deal” she said looking down at me as she straddled my chest “I’m going to give you a chance to earn back Basilisk Rising. Today, all day, it’s my day to be in charge. You’re going to be my simp and do what I say, when I say it and how I want it. Got it?” Read more »

The Conference [MF]

In my younger days I would regularly attend conferences for my industry. Somewhat for the knowledge building, somewhat for the networking, but definitely for the simple fact that every night attendees got their drink on and their freak on.

Luckily for me, my industry has a fairly high female population so I have plenty of sex stories from these days. Some aren’t worth the time to tell, some I’m sworn to secrecy on, and others still will live forever in my spank bank.

My favourite story though is Mary.

It was in my first year travelling around attending conferences, and my game left a lot to be desired, so even among young, drunk, horny women I was striking just as often as I scored. It’s not that I’m ugly – I’ve been told I’m fairly good looking, and I take very good care of my body – but when you’re competing against men in the field with names and prestige, you really need to sell yourself. I know that’s dating reality flipped on it’s head, but when the choice is between an older, good looking gentleman who can put your name in the right place, as well as make you scream ‘Daddy’, or the young stud who can do nothing for your career and might be a dud lay, women were picking the career booster every time. Read more »