“Goodbye, honey!” I say to my husband as he heads off to work, “…have a good day!” He peels out of the driveway and off down the street. Once his Porche is no longer in sight, I close the front door. I love my husband, but sometimes he bores me to death. We used to have such a great connection and a passionate relationship: sex two, sometimes three times a day after we first got married. Now it’s been a few years, and our relationship has fizzled out. Although, I really shouldn’t complain about my life. I have the kind of life that every cookie-cutter young woman aspires to have. We may not have any children, but my husband is the CFO of a large, successful company. We live in a quiet gated community. I’d call myself a housewife, but I’ve hired a housekeeper to do the cleaning and a cook to make our meals. I’m a trophy wife, really. All I have to do is keep up my appearance and socialize with the wives of my husband’s business partners every once in a while. I like to do things like knit and workout, but what I really wish that I could do is have my own little business. I want to have a line of sex toys. I have a little obsession that my husband has no clue about. I have an entire collection of sex toys hidden away– my little secret. Ever since our relationship began to lose its spark, I have been using sex toys more often. My favorite is this pretty pink rabbit that I bought last year. The head spins around and has a flat, textured side to stimulate my g-spot. Rabbits are honestly my ideal vibrator, which is why I have a ton of them. Anyways, I end up masturbating pretty much all throughout the day. I’m just bored, which is why I want to start a business for myself! Today I’m going to sit out by the pool and read some naughty stories for a bit. Once the housekeeper and the cook leave, I have a few hours of the house all to myself.
Category: Erotica
The Teacher Surprises Me
I am a woman who gets what she wants. I’m smart, well-educated and beautiful. I honestly believe I could have any man I want. So why am I obsessed with a highschool English teacher?
It began in an upscale restaurant. I was at the bar working on my third lemon drop. He was alone at a table having steak and red wine as he read his kindle. Actually read it. I suppose that got my attention first. Who comes alone to an expensive restaurant and reads? Based on the dinner and his wine selection he was dropping $150-$200, pre-dessert or tip. To read alone.
Niece takes Control Part 01
I opened my eyes, seeing that Lara was already up and out of bed. I sighed, another night of no sex. How long had it been, 3 weeks, maybe 4, and still nothing. And even when she let me in, it had to be lights out, totally dark before she’d even agree. Once the lights were out, she’d slide into bed, pulling her long flannel nightgown up just high enough to expose her pussy. I wasn’t even able to enjoy the sight of her stripping naked, or watch her naked body in the heat of passion as I fucked her. Nothing but missionary position, no kissing, no passion, she was just a living masturbation sleeve to shove my cock into. I always had to lube up, she insisted that I was too big for her, 7 inches is too big? Once I’d blown my load into her stiff, resisting body, she’d dash to the bathroom, and douche out everything I’d pumped into her. When she came back to bed, the long nightgown covering everything up, she’d slide into bed next to me, but not so our bodies were in any contact. We had a king size bed, so there was always enough space between us so that our bodies would not touch during the night.
Nerds gone wild [mf] [OC]
I look over at you, steal a glance and am lost in your allure. Your breath takingly dazzling eyes concentrating on the book below as it’s resting on my legs that are stretched out across you, bare. I follow your eyes as they scan the contents of the page, both the words and my soul captured entirely by you. My gaze then falls to your lips, bursting at the seams with ravishing memories. I find myself spellbound, unable to break the fixation. My mind is overrun with thoughts of where those lips have been, able to feel their mark on my body as though I’ve been tattooed by them, all over. The constant hunger building up inside me. I lose my train of thought when I hear the ruffle of pages being turned. My eyes drop down to your hands, I watch as your deft fingers wrap around the corner of the paper and flick it across. I’m lost in fascination with your every move, unable to tear myself away from my devotion. My teeth sink into my full bottom lip and the quietest groan escapes my throat as my longing for you boils over.
My crush fucks a horse
I work as a maintenance manager at a national park and since we work at a national park they give us free lodging so we don’t commute for hours.
Sometimes the electricity goes down and the internet is always spotty. So the only things you can rely on being able to do after work are, drinking, workouts, hiking, drugs and sex.
One night after work I met up with some friends who wanted to go on a hike to the top of a mountain for a full moon. Someone brought some pack mules and we rode horses up the trail. We get to the top just as the sun was setting, the last few rays putting on a color display as we started setting up a campfire and opening beers. I had already started a good buzz when everyone else started bringing out more and more drugs. Weed, x, heroin, cocaine and mushrooms.
I don’t partake in much other than weed, I’m afraid of the harder stuff because of passed experiences. This cute brunette that I’ve always had a crush on comes over and offers me some shrooms. I politely declined, she sat down next to me by the fire and ate some.
Being a Mistress at 24 to a 45 year old (true story) [UPDATE]
I’m seeing Jerry in a few days since I posted our story. He’s very much turned on by this. He’s gonna meet me near his house in his car.
Anything you guys want us to do? Any discreet pictures you want us to take? Or video?! (Maybe not video, but something to keep y’all entertained)
Might just make a story of our first meet since the lockdown ☺️
I CALL THIS BREAKFAST [OC] [MF]
I wake to the warmth of the sunlight pouring through the cascading window. A magnificent breach into the rest of the world, and yet here I was, in my own world, with you Feeling the ardour of the aubade wrap around my body, enrobing my thighs, round my hips, inching its way up my bare chest, to my neck, leaving my skin erected in its shadow. I look over at you, bright eyed, joyous, golden caramel flooding out of my eyes, feasting, on your glorious face.
I lift my hand to your face, trace my fingers across your cheek, fold them around your jaw, drag my nails softly along your neck, allowing my fingers to loiter around the dip at the bottom of your throat where the sunlight has pooled on your flesh, momentarily distracted by the light and shadows playing on your skin. Unbeknownst to me you are watching with amusement as I draw my gaze further down, mesmerised by your body. You disrupt my worship by taking hold of my chin and tug it up, we are face to face, for once, your usually luminous eyes are shrouded by the darkness of shadows; adding to the hunger I can see etched all over you, mine are bright, warm, reflecting the morning sun, alight, for you. Your lips break into a heart-stopping smile, luring my face closer to yours till I can feel your cool breath against my lips, your smile grows bigger and with the lightest touch, you brush your lips on mine, as you do, I feel a whisper “Mornin’ babygirl”.
An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 23 [MFF][Fantasy]
Please read chapters 1 – 22 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.
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“You should have seen his face!” Jarl laughed.
Jarl’s loins slapped against Sigrid’s bare buttocks as he thrust into her. Mirja didn’t know what surprised her the most, that the Sister let the prince use her as he pleased or that Jarl had gotten off completely from violating the most fundamental rule of the College.
“I thought he was going to choke on his own tongue as I stood up and just left. It was the best moment of my entire life.”
His hands rested on the Sister’s ass and Mirja could see his cock slide in and out of Sigrid’s rear.
*Good thing that I prepared those potions for her. They make her rear as slick as her quim. I probably have to make more if she has finally relented to his wishes.*
Mirja couldn’t help but get excited from watching and before she realized it her hand had searched out her pearl and rubbed it lightly.
Alone time- A woman’s first experience of masturbating [F] [mast]
It had been such a long week in work. I was up to my eyes every day, but Friday was the worst day by far. Everything that could go wrong did. So by the time I got home I was wrecked, all I wanted to do was sit down and watch a good film and have a few drinks with my husband. I had gotten us a Chinese takeaway and a few bottles of wine on my way home. When I got in I left the bags on the table and ran upstairs to change into my pj’s . I called out to my husband to put the food out but there was no answer. When I came back down stairs I found a note on the table. It was from Tom, it said that he had to go out with clients for the night and that I wasn’t to wait up.
I was disappointed but there was nothing I could do about it, I’d just have to drink all the wine by myself. So I put some of the food onto a plate and opened the wine. I poured myself a big glass of it and went into the sitting room to watch a nice chick flick and enjoy my meal.
Being a Mistress at 24 to a 45 year old (true story) [PART THREE]
[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/h0gnhs/being_a_mistress_at_24_to_a_45_year_old_true_story/) [PART TWO](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/h0ydoq/being_a_mistress_at_24_to_a_45_year_old_true/)
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” I want to fuck you in the ass baby,” Jerry says as we were cuddling. “have you had a guy fuck you there before?”
I bite my lip in nervousness “no, never.”
“Tell me, how many guys have fucked your pretty ass”
“No one.”
“Promise me?”
“Yes, honestly, I was always reluctant to be fucked there.” I look up at him while we were cuddling on his bed. This would have been our third time meeting at his apartment. We look at each other and he kisses me gently.
“You want me to destroy that asshole?” He says gently. Jerry always had a way of sounding romantic in his voice, but his choice of words were oh so wrong. I nod politely. He runs his hands up and down the side of my right leg. When his hand goes back up, he slaps my ass. “Is this ass mine?” I close my eyes and nod. “Say it.”
“Its all yours Jerry.” I reply with a sly smile.