Author: Misbehaving_kitten

Art Night Part 2 [MF]

*Tags: M/F, anal, cum, domination*

You purse your lips in thought, eyeing the distance between the couch and the bathroom. The idea of warm water and steam is inviting but you’re still nestled inside of me, just as hard as before. “Do we have to get up?” I half-whine. You press into me gently, testing how sensitive you are post-orgasm. My eyelids flutter and this is enough to make you want to push through that discomfort and try for round two. I look up at you, mischief in my eyes. “Or.. would you rather I clean you with my mouth?”

You chuckle and roll off of me, still shaking your head in disbelief at my eagerness to give head. After so many partners who gave oral begrudgingly or not at all, I relish the chance to lavish attention on someone who finally reciprocates. I literally daydream about sucking your dick sometimes, have I ever told you that? I don’t waste any time dropping to my knees and pushing yours apart so that you can lay back and let me worship your cock. I gingerly grab you at the base of your erection and begin licking slowly; I know how sensitive you can be after finishing and I don’t want to push it too far. We have the whole evening left and if you’re still good to go I’ll make damned sure I spend every second of it pleasing you. Read more »

Art Night (M/F)

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Tags: M/F, submission, blowjob, PIV, cum
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I’m a little bit nervous, and you can tell. I’ve worked so hard to build this studio and now you’re seated in the back of the class, beaming at me as I lead my first workshop.

A bare-bones space above my garage, now filled with laughter as people flick paint across canvases placed in rows along the long workbench. I pace up and down the length of the room, helping where needed. I stop and check out how you’re doing before giving your arm a quick squeeze and a wink as I flit away to the next student.

There’s a decent mess left to clean up after the class and I’m glad when I notice you lingering after everyone else has filed out. I’d be happy just for the company while I cleaned, but you’re already rolling up your sleeves before I can offer you a seat on the ratty couch in the corner. Read more »

Date Night [MFM] (Bi) (First time) (Questioning Sexuality) (Hotwife) Pt. 3

[Read from the beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cva914/date_night_mfm_bi_first_time_questioning/)

[Previous chapter](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cwdfbo/date_night_mfm_bi_first_time_questioning/)

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You lean into me, raining kisses over my face and murmuring about how incredibly turned on you are. “Would you like to suck him with me?” I whisper, searching your eyes for an answer. You freeze, but your cock twitches and you stiffen further. I stroke you gently a few times before realizing I might actually be making it harder to think. A barely perceptible nod is all the yes I get before Nick puts a strong hand on the back of your neck and draws you downward. I grab the base of his shaft and slowly lick the underside of the head, shyly aware of the slickness my gagging has coated him in. I pause with my mouth slightly open and him resting on my tongue in an invitation for you to kiss me with Nick between our lips.

You cautiously lean in and take the rest of the head of his penis into your mouth, our lips meeting around it. A satisfied groan escapes from Nick and he flops back on the couch, arms tucked behind his head so he can enjoy the view of us sharing him. I feel your tongue meet mine and dart away repeatedly as you begin exploring the sensation of another man’s cock in your mouth. Read more »

Date Night [MFM] (Bi) (First time) (Questioning sexuality) (Hotwife) Pt. 2

[Part one here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cva914/date_night_mfm_bi_first_time_questioning/)

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“Do you want to put your cock in his mouth?” I may have spent my fair share of time lecturing on enthusiastic consent, but this is different. I know you want it, but now I want to make you say it out loud, in front of him. You nod once, twice, swallowing, but I maintain my grip on Nick’s hair, keeping those sensuous lips from actually touching you. I tense my thighs, squeezing you tighter and a thick bead of precum forms on your tip. “Say it.”

“I want.. I want to put my cock in your mouth” you blurt and that adorable blush I love so much finishes creeping up from your chest to the tips of your ears. I keep my eyes locked on you as I release Nick, gently untangling my hand from his forelock and drawing him forwards, towards us. I want to watch your expression as his velvety tongue finally makes contact and I’m not disappointed when your eyelids flutter and your jaw goes slack. The same arm that held me against you so tightly a few minutes ago is now just loosely resting around my chest. So easily distracted once someone is licking your cock, for shame. Read more »

Date Night [MFM] (Bi) (First time) (Questioning sexuality) (Hotwife) Pt. 1

It was the second time that week we’d hung out with Nick, a lithe architect a few years our junior. It had taken a grand total of 15 minutes for him to come up as a match for our joint tinder profile; you liked his wry, almost pouting smile and the dumb joke in his bio. I liked his tousled brown hair and to my everlasting shame, the shirtless rock climbing picture hidden under tamer snaps of him posing with friends or his dog. He matched your swimmer’s build and I felt a heat rise in my cheeks when I pictured myself between the two of you.

Our first outing had confirmed a mutual attraction between all parties; drinks turned into dinner which turned into more drinks as we chatted, my hand running up your thigh under the table. Plans to hang out and watch a movie at his townhouse later in the week were firmed up as the cheques were being taken care of, and before I knew it we were all awkwardly hugging goodbye on the street corner before heading to our respective vehicles. We drove in silence before finally looking at each other and bursting into peals of nervous laughter. That night I rode you hard in the back seat of my car, whispering all the things I was going to do with you and Nick when I got the chance. You came, grinding into me from below as I buried my face in the crook of your neck, smiling at the moans and frantically bucking hips. Read more »