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The Sleeping Car (CFNM)

Aaron, 27, boarded the old, weathered Amtrak in Chicago, where he had lived for the last several years. His ticket listed Seattle as the destination, but his departure options were open ended in his mind.

Five years out of college, he had worked a corporate job and burned himself out before turning 30. This trip marked a new adventure, a new beginning. He hoped to find some meaning in his travels, whatever that may be.

With his bloated corporate salary, Aaron gladly paid the significant upcharge for a sleeping car. He figured he may as well be comfortable if he’s going to be riding a train for up to two weeks.

His assigned space was towards the back of the train, where it was quiet and had virtually no foot traffic. Surveying the room, he saw two bunked twin beds pressed against the large windows showing the landscape as the train raced by.

There was also a small bathroom with toilet and shower, full length mirror, and a few drawers along the front of the room for storage. He thought how it was not upscale, but it will suffice for his needs. Read more »

The Incubus Senator (MF) (oral)

Chapter 1

The dark haired senator slid his hands under her skirt, used his strong hands to firmly grab her ass, and carried her onto her desk, displacing her stacks of papers. She felt weightless as she flew through the air, as if carrying her was effortless for him. He kissed her assertively, one hand behind her head, pulling her closer to him. Her desire burned hotter than it ever had.

The man was Seth deGrom, the junior senator from Wisconsin. He was the cliche image of a perfect man. Tall, dark, handsome; piercing, hypnotic blue eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean, strong physique. His hair was dark as night, and always perfectly in place, like a good politician. His lips were nearly equal to his eyes in their ability to lure in the opposite sex. They were full, plump, and seemed magnetic to the pleasure zones of influential women. Seth’s dark five o’clock shadow felt rough on her delicate skin.

The Parisian Goddess, Intro (MF) (public blowjob)

The stage is lined with at least two dozen topless women. They kick their legs and wave their arms to the burlesque music crackling out of the speakers. The dancers have matching shimmering gold, high cut thongs, and matching top hats. The most striking thing, however, is how unenthused they look. Clearly, they aren’t even trying to dance or lip sync in unison.

I look over at my wife, Madeline, and we exchange knowing glances. I reach over to pour out the remaining “complimentary” champaign into our glasses. With the show’s finale nearing it’s close, I will be damn sure to at least finish the free bottle of booze. Finally, painfully, the show at Moulin Rouge is over. The lights flicker on, showing the yellow tapestries hanging from the ceiling, and the red walls.

I pull my sport coat off of my chair, and she grabs her black sequin purse so we can escape the tourist trap. We swallow any remaining drop of champagne before we walk away from the table. The crowd bottlenecks at the narrow entrance doors. It’s warm and stuffy, and we’re full of disappointment. Finally, we let out an audible sigh of relief once we reach the street. Read more »

The Yoga Goddess: Part I (FM)

Part I: I Meet the Yoga Goddess

I have been attending classes at the Evolution Yoga Studio for about two months. Yoga has become part of my lifestyle, for spiritual and physical purposes. I was initially nervous I would feel embarrassed as a 32 year old male attending yoga, but I have been pleasantly surprised by the welcome I’ve received. While I am no sculpture of David, I have gained confidence in my body. Especially my lower half, where my days spent playing baseball as a catcher still reveals some definition in my thighs and butt. My nervousness also extended to my mental and physical responses to seeing attractive women in skin tight clothing. Yoga has always been erotically charging for me, even when practicing by myself. Luckily, I have avoided any embarrassing signs of arousal so far.

My confidence grew, and two weeks ago I began attending hot yoga classes. With me being comfortable with my sexuality, seeking comfort in a hot room, and being a bit of an exhibitionist, I purchased a pair of skin tight yoga shorts that reached about halfway down my thighs. After a few classes, I noticed that as I became sweaty, the definition of my semi-erect cock would appear. No one seemed to notice, so I continued wearing the shorts. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Jane, Pt. 2 (FF)

[Colin](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/gb4lvz/the_massage_goddess_colin_the_college_boy_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

[Jane, Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/g9vwum/the_massage_goddess_ff_sensual/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

At first, after turning over, I felt that familiar exposed feeling. Dani worked on my feet, which was divine. She also kneaded my hands, which felt far better than I would expect. She even massaged my scalp, which nearly drew me to another orgasm by itself.

Now, she is rolling her hands over my belly, side to side. She works from the tops of my shoulders down to my waistline. When she reaches my large mounds, she climbs up and cascades down. She gives a little extra attention to my nipples as she passes by.

Once she touches my nipple, I yearn for her to focus there. Sure enough, Dani knows, and detours back up to my chest. Closing my eyes, I see flashes of the beach, now at daytime. This memory had been tucked away, and I had completely forgotten until now.

We lay in our lounge chairs in our villa, overlooking the gulf. It was morning, before the buzz of the villagers and tourists began. The beach was mostly empty, except for the occasional early riser strolling along the shore. Read more »

The Massage Goddess: Colin the College Boy (FM)

Name: Colin

Age: 23

Race: white

Occupation: Student

Marital Status: Single

Children: 0

Service Requested: Tantric Healing Massage

Problem Areas: Everywhere

Other Notes: I could really use a release.

I make sure to jerk off in the shower before my massage at 3:00. I’ve never had one of these before, and I’m sure I’ll get hard, even if she’s not that hot. I saw her studio posted on social media, and once I saw something about “Tantric Healing Massage,” I was sold. I have no idea what I’m walking into. I hope it’s as good as it was in my fantasy a few minutes ago in the shower.

It’s not a lie that I could use a release. Finals are coming up, and I HAVE to finish my credits this semester. Between the partying and booty chasing, and, well, partying, it’s been hard to keep up with school. I hope this Dani chick is cool and doesn’t have a problem with me getting off. If it goes my way, I’ll coast home in a post-nut state and study my way to earn Cs on my upcoming tests. Read more »

Quarantined and Kinky: Meet Cade (FM)

Day 10 of Quarantine

Veda

Cade has me tied down and sprawled out. My limbs each point toward a corner of the bed. He uses an ice cube to draw a line down the center of my body. I can feel the melted water pool in my belly button. I’m naked. The chill of the ice sends instant goosebumps all around my body. My nipples feel razor sharp. The ice reaches my pubic mound, and the chilly melt dribbles down my awakening womanhood. Despite the coolness, I can feel my blood flow shift to my pleasure organs.

He has been working me for a while now. He’s brought me up and down several times already, his edging relentless. He has a new, full ice cube, and places it at the top of my opening, just above my clit. I start to tug at the restraints, my body reacting to the unusual but erotic sensation. Cade looks focused, determined. He takes the corner of the cube and just grazes my clit; the harmony of the cold and having the sensitive nub touched is insanely arousing. He applies more pressure, the ice melting faster from the heat between my folds. Read more »

The Massage Goddess (FF) (sensual)

Name: Jane

Age: 34 years old

Race: White

Occupation: Office Administrator

Marital Status: Divorced

Children: 1

Service Requested: Massage and Bodywork

Problem Areas: Shoulders, hips, calves

Other notes: Stressed, need to relax

It’s a snowy April afternoon in the Rockies. The sun is bright, and the snow sticks to the evergreens. I pull up to the modern, rustic minimall. It’s built on a slope, giving the effect of blending into the scenery. I take a final nervous breath, then walk up to my destination. “Full Circle Bodywork and Energy Healing,” the sign above the door reads, in a white, flowy, zen-like script.

I walk in and my eyes immediately rest. I hadn’t realized how bright the sun and snow were outside. The place is covered in earth tones, from the walls, to tapestries hanging, to the displays of artwork. It smells like a divine concoction of natural oils, though none are distinct enough to name. It’s dimly lit with amber colored lamps. The space looks textured with all kinds of materials. A figure then appears through bamboo drapery. Read more »

Quarantined Quartet: These Walls Have No Limits (slow burn) (sensual)

Seventeen days pre-quarantine

Ashley

I lay on my back, looking up. My eyes are drawn to Will’s chest, the definition of his pecs. He’s no doubt a grown man, but his chest hair is still slowly filling in. My gaze continues down, to his hard, big cock, about to enter me. His strong hands lift my legs, my knees spread to the sides of my body, inviting him in. I reach down to grab hold of his firm ass cheeks and pull him in, feeling his girth fill me inch by inch.

Will has learned what I like. He has memorized my angles, and knows how to find my g-spot. I let out a shutter when he reaches it, even though I know it is coming. He rails into my spot over and over, and I squirm under his hard body. “Uh, uh, uh! Ohhh, yes. Ugh!,” I allow my pleasure to escape my body, knowing it won’t be long before our lovemaking will need much more discretion.