Three in a tent. Part 1 [MFF, public]

My gym buddy and friend with benefits, Autumn, and I like pushing our sexual boundaries. We hatched a plan to seduce and corrupt another of our gym buddies, Summer, with our public sex fantasies.

As you recall, Autumn is in her late 20s, tall, dirty blonde, with D cups, a slim belly and a perfect shaved pussy that is always wet. I’m in my late 40s, with a dad bod, muscular legs, and a thick cock. Summer was the exact opposite of Autumn, with short raven hair, dark complexion, only 5 foot tall, with a gymnast build. Very small breasts with nipples that penetrated all her gym clothing. It was obvious one was pierced. Autumn has never been with another woman but she liked the idea of it, 4 hands roaming her body. Summer was bisexual and aggressively flirtatious.

Last row at the Matinee [MF, public, voyeur, exhibitonism]

Autumn and I met on a Tuesday afternoon at a newer theater in town. We smoked a joint and took a couple hits of my flask before we went to see an absolute bomb of a movie. The reasoning was two fold: we wanted the theater empty and we didn’t actually come to watch a movie. We came to engage in our usual kink of fucking in public places.

She was over a decade younger than me, with an athletic build being an ex-soccer player. She has amazing breasts and ass for days. She wore her blonde hair In loose ponytail. I was a bit disappointed to see she was wearing short shorts instead of the skirt I had requested, she wore a tight zippered hoodie on top, that clung to her D cups. I wore my usual shirt over my dad bod, and shorts commando.

We had seats in the last row and thought we had the entire theatre to ourselves until another couple entered during the second trailer. They sat one row down from us and across the theater. She was a stunning brunette, petite, wearing a short dress. He was at least a foot taller than her and lean.

Saturday in the Park [MF, public]

It had been a hot and humid May and my gym buddy Autumn and I started taking walks in the large regional park at dusk to break up our time in the gym. To refresh your memory, we are friends with benefits, both having ridiculously high sex drives. She’s in her late 20s, blonde, D cup with a flat belly and an ass earned in the gym. I’m late 40s, with strong legs and a dad bod. She’s in love with my thick cock and I’m in love with her ridiculously snug and wet pussy.

For as hot and sexual she is, outside the gym she dressed quite conservatively. She usually wore pants and long sleeved shirts. I had started encouraging her to show off some of the gym gains and some of her lovely smooth, pale skin. She had sent me some hot pictures from the dressing room earlier today, so I was already curious to see what she would be wearing for our walk.

She showed up in a flimsy, white sundress with spaghetti straps and deep cleavage. Her delicious breasts threatened to spill out the front with every step she took. The dress was ridiculously short as well, ending maybe an inch below the bottom of her perky butt. She wore white low top Cons and no socks.

Dinner Party part 2 [MF, analingus, oral, public]

Part one here:

Dinner Party Pt 1 [MF, public, light foot fetish] from eroticliterature

I took this sexy hippie by the hand, and started to desperately find a place that we could be alone to fuck. The party was still hopping though he everywhere we went there were people. She giggled as I pulled her along from room to room, sexual frustration building. Finally I pulled her into a coat closet right under the stairs in the entry of the house. I saw a woman smile as she caught us out of the corner of our eyes.

It was tight and dark in the closet, the only light coming from outside through a slatted door. We could hear person walking by in the entry. The door offered no barrier to sound. The prospect of getting caught make my already erect cock harder, leaking precum into my pants.

Dinner Party Pt 1 [MF, public, light foot fetish]

I dread most dinner parties. Boring small talk with self absorbed individuals. Not my scene. But when my friend Will invites me, I go. He has the most interesting friends, and the best bourbon.

I arrived late from a long day’s work, ready to sit in the corner and sip Booker’s quietly until I faded into oblivion. The house was filled with people of all shape, sizes and ages. Like Will, I’m near 50. How he knew so many young, attractive people I’ll never know. I gave Will a hug at the door and made my way through the throng to his bar. Standing there was one of the most attractive young women I had seen in some time. She looked to be about 30. She had dark blonde hair which fell to the middle of her back, she was tall with large breasts and a healthy sized ass. She had a hippy vibe to her, cute glasses, dangling earrings, and a lose flowing dress that clinged to her breasts and thin waist but billowed to about a foot about her ankles. She was barefoot. I’m not Quentin Tarantino but something about her bare feet make my cock twitch.

Don’t take your hands off the wheel [MF, cheating, mild dom, public]

“Don’t take your hands off the wheel.” I commanded her.

She nodded yes, her dirty blonde hair in a ponytail. She was in her late 20s, tall, large breasted, thin waisted and muscularly thighed. Her lips were expressive and lush.

We were stuck in the usual stop and go California traffic jam, carpooling home from work. Both married to others, we had started an affair at work some time ago. It started as flirtation, then became a game of my controlling her. The more I controlled, the wetter she would get. It’s had got to the point she had to carry an extra set of panties with her to work, and swap the soaked pair out for a fresh pair in her garage before she set foot in the house.

She was wearing a white top with six large buttons. She had already discarded her bra as told to at lunch, having to spend the rest of the day wondering if our coworkers saw her stiffening nipples poke at the thin material. I did, so I know they did.

I took my pocket knife and cut off the top button exposing some more cleavage. “You can tell him this popped off at work.”

Getting it in at the gym Part 2 [MF, public, anal]

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Getting it in at the gym part 1 [MF, public] from eroticliterature

Autumn gasped as she saw a male peering through the glass door, trying to see what was inside. I pinned her harder against the wall. I could imagine she felt my heart beating hard in my chest against her back. The man at the door tried the knob, and I cursed myself for not locking it. The door opened a few inches and I thought we were caught, but the man at the door suddenly turned away to greet a friend. The both stood outside the door, starting to converse.

“Did you see that hot number with the gray yoga pants?” one said.

“The pants that showed a wet camel toe?” said the other.

Autumn gasped again knowing they were taking about her. I could feel a gush of wetness as my fingers were still in her pussy. It tightly clenched my fingers.

“Shhhh” I said. I pulled down her pants exposing her large, firm ass. I pulled my cock from my shorts and slid in the the gap between her exposed ass and her pants. I started to slowly slide it between her thighs, two fingers still inside her.

Getting it in at the gym part 1 [MF, public]

I’d been sexting my friend with benefits all day from work, shamelessly trying to work her up. Autumn is in her late 20s, beautiful smile, perky breasts with rosy pink nipples, flat belly and an amazing ass. I’m in my 40s with the typical dad bod. Lots of muscle, strong legs, broad chest and a bit of a belly. Both of us have insatiable drives and love to work out. All day I teased her with hot texts, and she let me know how wet she as getting.

“Prove it” I texted.

She texted a series of pictures from her work bathroom, culminating on a close up of her wet, shaved pussy. I thought my cock would burst my zipper.

“Let’s work out after work. See you at the gym.” She texted.

My head was spinning from her pictures, and all I wanted to do is take her somewhere secluded and fuck, but I know she wanted to get it in, so I met her at the gym.

She was there first, wearing a tight gray tank and gray yoga pants that looked like they were painted on. My cock twitched in my pants, looking from her beautiful face to her breasts to her spectacular ass.

My [F]riend wants it rough

I have a friend I met online that progressed into heavy flirtation. It started innocently with comments about how she wanted to be spanked and then grew into sex talk and swapping pictures. She describes herself as gender fluid, and prefers girls, but does like a hard cock. When she saw hints of mine in pictures of me in sweats, she would talk about wanting to ride it. But she always talked about first wanting to be completely dominated.
When we met I recognized her great smile and hazel eyes, framed in some cute glasses. She was wearing a loose t shirt and some sweats so it was hard to get an idea of her body other than she has a healthy booty. She was tall for a female, almost as tall as me.
We started by hanging out at brewery. I asked her if she still wanted to be my plaything and she said yes. I leaned in behind her at the bar, making sure she felt my hardening cock press against her ass. I gave her a kiss on the neck and whispered in her ear. “You are going to suck this cock in the alley behind this brewery in five minutes.” She blushed immediately but shook her head yes.
We headed behind the brewery out of sight (mostly) to the other customers, and I pressed her hand against my rock hard cock through my shorts. “Get it out and suck it.” She looked around nervous, and I repeated, “What are you waiting for? Suck it.” She squatted in a catcher’s stance and pulled it out. My thick cock hit her in the face, and then she immediately started sucking it. She had a great technique, playing with my balls at the same time.” A couple of drunk patrons wandered out the back close to us, startling her, and she almost stopped. “I didn’t say you could stop.” She gasped and kept going. The couple saw us and the guy gave me a thumbs up. The woman looked on mouth dropping, before they hustled off. He was getting laid tonight too.
She was so good I was about to come, but I didn’t want to until I felt what it was like in her pussy, so I pulled her up, and we kissed passionately.
She always told me she was always wet, so I tested to see if she was telling the truth by sticking my hand in her sweats. She was wearing some men’s boxer briefs under and she was indeed soaking wet. I played with her smooth, shaved mound, ran my finger over her clit and tried to insert in her pussy. She was so fucking tight, even with the amazing amount of wetness pouring out, I was wondering how she was going to take my cock. While not crazy long it was very thick.
I roughly turned her around and pushed her body up against the brick wall. I pulled her sweats and underwear down around her ankles. Her ass was amazing, and she cocked her hips presenting her pussy to be used. “Go slow,” she said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a guy and your cock is so thick. But I think I can take it.”
“That’s right you are going to take it,” I said. And I pushed the tip up between her pussy lips. Just that little contact made her shudder in pleasure and my cock was immediacy glazed with her juices. Grabbing it in my hand, I guided it into her incredibly tight pussy. It felt like I was fucking a vice. After a couple strokes, I managed to fit it all the way in. Her ass pushed against the base of my cock. I could feel her pussy pulsing. I started moving in and out slowly, gaining pace. I reached around under her shirt and pulled up her sports bra. Cupping her breast, I pinched her nipple hard as I started to pound her pussy faster and harder. I leaned all my body against her pinning her to the wall. She had no where to go, and I was fucking her so hard, the sounds of wetness and her ass clapping against my abdomen started echoing in the alley. I was knocking the breath out of her with each hard stroke. Her breathing grew more erratic and she started to moan. “Harder. Fuck me harder,” she pleaded. By now she has completely coated my cock in her juices. I was mesmerized by watching it go in and out of her pussy, her lips gripping me tightly, her asshole pulsing. I stuck a thumb there, and she started to orgasm.
“I’m coming,” she said hoarsely. I could feel her pussy contract over and over and that pushed me over, coming hard into her eager pussy. I leaned against her for a second as our breathing slowed. Then I pulled out and watched my load and her juices mixed drip out of that tight pink hole.
“Oh my God,” she said. “One last thing” I said. “I want you to lick my cock clean and taste yourself. You love the taste of pussy, don’t you.” She smiled and nodded and licked my shaft clean.
We put our clothes back on and hugged.
“Next time I want to try anal” she whispered in my ear.

The Customer is Always Right

Tina worked at a high-end clothing boutique that catered to the most discriminating and, frankly, wealthy women in the city. Since COVID, the store started taking single appointments for their shoppers. The shop’s owner had doubled down on the high end experience, with a small minibar for clients, and an emphasis on customer service.

Tuesday was a very slow day, and Tina sat behind the register daydreaming of a return to normal. She had been staying at home for the most, working on exercise and meditation. But she was starting to feel amazingly pent up, having not had sex in half a year. She looked over the appointment book and saw one one left for the day at the end of the afternoon – Jean.

Since the appointment was a full thirty minutes from now, she started thumbing through Reddit for Erotic stories. After a few particularly hot stories, she realized this might have not been the best timing as she now was incredibly around. She lightly stroked her clit through her work slacks. She looked at the clock, 10 minutes to this appointment. As pent up as she was, she might be able to take care of it before dealing with this probably annoying rich housewife.