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One night in a college town. [MF MMF] [DP] [ORAL] [ANAL] [WATCHING]

One night a few years back during my party days I was hanging out with a friend. He took me to go see a friend of his in a college town a hour Noth of the little town we lived in. We all went out to a bar and we all had a blast. No way in hell we were driving back home that night. So we stayed at his friend’s apartment and decided to keep the party going there, we drank we smoked and played some games. Close to what I thought was gonna be the end of the night my buddy’s friend “jax” called his girlfriend Juila over and that’s were this story picks up.

I’m on the couch with a drink in my had just listen to the music zoning out. When I hear this female voice and it snaps me out of my trance. “Hey buddy you ok?” I shake my head and laugh and say. “Yeah that last bowl just hit me harder than expected.” My last word drew out longer than I ment for it to. Because when I looked at who was stunned. She was gorgeous around 5’5 short jet black hair that barely touched her shoulders. A red tight fitting tank top and black short skirt. Stunningly green eyes and cute freckles littered her face and chest of her low cut shirt. She had small perky brest. Standing next to the recliner Jax was setting in with his hand on her ass. It must have been obvious I found her hot. Because she giggled a little bit and I could feel myself blush. Read more »

You’re Taken and Used [noncon]

It’s 1:30 in the morning, you’re just getting out of a club and are waiting for an Uber. You’ve had a few drinks but you’re not drunk. Across the street in a parking lot four men stand around a large, tall, white, windowless van. The door is open but you can’t see inside. They spot you standing there, give you some waning attention. Your Uber arrives and you forget about them as you step in and relax against the seat. The city floats by. A stop sign, a deli, some bikers, a stop light.

Suddenly the door next to you rips open. What the fuck, you think, and there are hands on you, more than two, tearing you out of your seat. It’s so silent and quick, it’s so simple seaming. They tear you out of your seatbelt and pull you into their van. At the last second you see your Uber driver and are horrified to recognize complicity in his eyes. He was a part of this. No one will be calling the cops. Read more »

First Eroticast – Early Feedback Desired x-post from r/BDSMerotica

I humbly submit to you a pet project that would benefit from early and honest feedback.

It’s audio that blends lurid fantasy with forbidden passion. TRUST. SEDUCTION. DOMINATION.

[https://open.spotify.com/show/2oMJdkwkg1ulc7CHED8F85](https://open.spotify.com/show/2oMJdkwkg1ulc7CHED8F85)

Episode Description: A desperate call invades her simple evening. Old memories are stirred. A frenzied pleasure is replaced with self-loathing and instant regrets. The words “I really missed you” linger on the line and perpetuate the cycle.

Your feedback on all forms is appreciated and will be included into the refinements I’m making to the series.

Chapter 3: Breakfast of Champions [OC] [oral sex] [Family sex situation]

The continuing story from:

[Chapter 1: School Daze or Who’s in Charge](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvegaz/school_daze_or_whos_in_charge_part_1_of_a_series/)

[Chapter 2: Passing Grades](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvocd9/chapter_2_passing_grades_oc/)

I awoke with a pool of saliva about to escape onto the pillow and swallowed. Apparently, the smell of bacon cooking started awakening my appetite before my consciousness stirred. I noted that Anne was not in bed, so I got up and pulled on my PJ pants to start my way toward the kitchen.

It had been three nights and two days since the revelation of Anne and Honey’s 3-step self-defense plan. The atmosphere around the house was definitely different. It was freer. Passing the test really *did* mean something to them with respect to trust.

As I neared the kitchen, I could hear the bacon sizzling on the stove and I began to smell the sweet pungency of sautéing onion, peppers and garlic. I saw a huge array of fresh ingredients on the counter when I entered the kitchen. On the big skillet, there was a hash of cubed potatoes—white, yellow, red, and sweet potatoes with cubed peppers of many colors just starting to brown. There were eggs whisked and ready to pour. Shredded yellow and white cheese. Sliced fruit and melon. This had the makings of a Saturday morning feast. Read more »

The Watch part 3: The 2015 Oscar’s [celebrity][time stop][voyeur][noncon]

After fucking both Emma Watson and Kim Kardashian using his time stopping watch Travis’s next week was a little less exciting. He still would stop time and fuck hot girls he saw on the street, but he spent most of his time thinking about how he could use the time travel feature of the watch. While hanging out in his apartment one day he saw an ad for the Oscars while his roommate Lauren watched TV. This gave him the perfect idea, he wouldn’t have to search for celebrities, he could simply go to the Oscars and pick whichever girl he wanted.

If Travis wanted this to go smoothly he’d have to prepare a bit, the first step was finding somewhere close that he could bring a girl back to where he could fuck them unfrozen. Travis had realized that although it was much easier to do what he wanted while they were frozen, he liked it much more when he could make them willingly fuck him. Travis found a perfect place only a few blocks away from the Dolby theater where the Oscars were held. It was a little over 3 million dollars, money Travis didn’t have but that could easily be solved. He didn’t even need to rob a bank, all he would need to do is win it in a bet. Travis decided the easiest way would be to simply go back in time and bet on the superbowl until he had enough money to buy the house. Read more »

CockSlut S2E2

[S2E1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lgdo0g/cockslut_s02e01/)

“Hey, I’m going down to that sandwich place a couple blocks over. Boss said to see if you wanted anything.”

It was the same day as the last episode, picking up right where we left off. I had just had an interesting, and even endearing, conversation with the boss. A few things were cleared up, including just why I not only was picked for this job, but why I still had it, and likely would keep it. I was uncomplicated and low-maintenance. I did a thing, he paid me for it, that was all, and he valued the simplicity of the arrangement. Really, it worked for both of us. I couldn’t see myself getting involved with a supervisor, not in that way. I could separate sex from love or emotions. On top of that, I had realized that while I could be physically attracted to a man, could have sex with one, I didn’t think I could be in a relationship with one. Again, they were different things, and I enjoyed one, and apparently not the other.

“The boss told you to ask?” Molly said, looking up from her desk, one eye cocked. “So you wouldn’t have asked me on your own?” Read more »

The Poker game

So a few weeks had passed and I had been pretty regular at Jim’s, cleaning out the rooms and finding many many more items that clearly had been used for entertaining Jim and his friends.

As we had struck up a relatively close relationship, nothing sexual had happened since my show for him but he had asked me to wear certain items of lingerie for his pleasure. Whilst I was happy for him to look I hadn’t taken it any further.

Jim had mentioned a couple of times, about me helping him out with a night of entertainment for him and his friends, he asked if I would serve drinks and snacks, wear something revealing but it was my choice if it was from his wife’s collection or somehow I had. At first I was quite taken back by his suggestion of wearing his wife’s lingerie or clothes, I wasn’t really keen on this at first as it meant I would probably be expected to be their play thing….

I made my excuses with Jim and said I would need to think about what he was asking, he made it very clear it was just a poker game for him and his five close friends, they were all a similar age, mostly professional seniors with wife’s who no longer engaged in there fantasies or needs. Read more »

Midnight Musings [dark]

*please be kind… first attempt at writing*

Sifting through paper after paper for the past few hours has begun to take its toll. My hands feverishly lace through my lengthy auburn locks as I coax myself to pursue my endeavors; despite my discomfort. The space between my legs becomes hot as my frustration grows with the task at hand. I push my glasses back to their rightful place atop the bridge of my nose and return to my work with a heavy sigh. *Ten more pages.* I shift my weight from side to side in my office chair, the words are becoming difficult to distinguish. The grandfather clock boldly announces the first hour of the new day. Startled, I kick my chair so that I whirl around in a circle; a childlike joy consumes me as my hair fans out from the motion, momentarily weightless.

I stand abruptly, leaving the last few pages for a fresh mind, and pull on my running shoes. Too late of an hour to rouse my sleeping dog to accompany me, I quietly let myself out the back door. The brisk winter air stings my tired eyes. I come alive in the stillness of the night, my heart lurches in my chest. My feet yearn to fly and I can no-longer constrain them. I begin to run my familiar path, the moon and stars are my companions. My breathing comes quickly at first but evens out as my pace regulates. Read more »

A letter for her soldier P2 (MFM)

Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvirjm/a_letter_for_her_soldier_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lvirjm/a_letter_for_her_soldier_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

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While Brown refreshed his drink and rolled another joint, Archer put away his camera and led me to the double wide lounge beside the pool. I could tell he wanted more than my mouth wrapped around his cock, but he started by bringing his mouth to my tits and cleaning off Brown’s cum; whenever he licked a rope of cum, he came back up to share it with me with a full, long kiss. He slowly made his way down my stomach until he was licking and nipping at my pussy lips. I was on my back, but Archer held my legs up and started tonguing deep into my cunt—I could feel him circling the very edge of my pussy; he would push inward, lapping at the ridges of my cunt and drinking in my juices—it was driving me absolutely wild. By this time, Brown had lit up his joint and was watching us from the other lounge chair—he was naked but was not touching himself at all—just letting his hard cock stand straight up. Read more »