Author: burnerforlit

Tony’s Place Part III [MF] [Oral]

[Tony’s Place Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hc369f/tonys_place_part_i_mf_age_gap_multiple_orgasm/)

[Tony’s Place Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hckk36/tonys_place_part_ii_mf_cons_sexual_tension_toy/)

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The sun poured in through Tony’s large bedroom window in the morning. He hadn’t pulled the curtains the night before. I had a feeling Tony regularly woke up with the sun. His calm and meditative aura was of someone who worked out and walked his dog before most of the city even woke up.

His body surrounded me; I was his little spoon. As I batted my eyes open, I wiggled my toes and stretched my appendages. Tony had a powerful bicep wrapped around me, his large hand was resting on my soft stomach. The last thing on my mind was self consciousness. Every part of both of our bodies was supple in this moment, all our muscles were fully relaxed.

Tony hummed a good morning “Hhmmm” in my ear. We were both hovering in the state between sleep and awake. The morning sun was so warm that he cast off the covers, allowing our skin to bask in the light together. I wished I could have taken a photo of this exquisite moment of intimacy to keep forever. Read more »

Tony’s Place Part I [MF] [Age Gap] [Multiple Orgasm] [Masturbation] [Oral] [Sexual Tension]

*This isn’t the first story I’ve written, but first I’ve ever posted anywhere. Feedback is welcome. It’s a bit longer than typical posts on here but I sometimes find them too short for my taste. Enjoy!*

The past three Friday night I had ended up at The Fiddler. With big windows, brick walls, candles on each table, and a cobblestone patio out back, the pub had a familiar charm while serving craft beer and cocktails to the downtown crowd. A friend had invited me to after-work happy hour with her coworkers there three weeks ago, and I had such a great time meeting her colleagues that I kept coming back. This team worked together at a tech start-up in a post-and-beam converted warehouse office next to the bar. They did something to innovate the printing industry, I never got a full explanation. Clearly, they were all good friends, as their happy hours often turned into drunken late nights together. Read more »

Tony’s Place, Part II [Str8] [MF] [Cons] [Sexual Tension] [Toy]

*Part I is in here from a few weeks ago*

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9am on Monday rolled around. I sat at my desk, but I couldn’t keep my mind on work. After the morning I’d had with Tony on Saturday, I hadn’t stopped thinking about him. His spell was strong on me. I just kept flashing back to R-rated images of us fucking. It went by so quickly, but I remembered every detail.

I needed to see Tony again, but I didn’t know how to reach him. Would I have to wait until Friday happy hour again? I could add him on Facebook, but that seemed a little weird. Plus, I didn’t particularly want our relationship, however it was defined, to be known to the public.

My friend Jenn had been the one who connected us, she worked with Tony and had invited me to her work’s happy hour in the first place. How could I casually message her and ask for Tony’s number without tipping her off that we were sleeping together? That was my biggest task of the day.

As I scrolled through my calendar for the week, vaguely putting some effort into possibly having to do work, Jenn popped up in my IM. Read more »

First post – Tony’s Place [MF] [sexual tension] [multiple orgasm]

*This isn’t the first story I’ve written, but first I’ve ever posted anywhere. Feedback is welcome. It’s a bit longer than typical posts on here but I sometimes find them too short for my taste. Enjoy!*

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The past three Friday night I had ended up at The Fiddler. With big windows, brick walls, candles on each table, and a cobblestone patio out back, the pub had a familiar charm while serving craft beer and cocktails to the downtown crowd. A friend had invited me to after-work happy hour with her coworkers there three weeks ago, and I had such a great time meeting her colleagues that I kept coming back. This team worked together at a tech start-up in a post-and-beam converted warehouse office next to the bar. They did something to innovate the printing industry, I never got a full explanation. Clearly, they were all good friends, as their happy hours often turned into drunken late nights together. Read more »