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Lifelong Friends Become More (MF, femdom, slow burn) – Chapter 2

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11dn56m/lifelong_friends_become_more_mf_femdom_slow_burn/)

Josh relaxed and knew it was okay to dive deep into this with Kelsey. He started to talk in more detail about it and how wonderful it could be.

What neither of them knew though, was some of the physical reactions the other was having. As Josh talked of being dominated, his cock responded. It was hidden in his jeans, but he couldn’t help but start to get hard as he opened up about his fantasies.

And Kelsey didn’t really know why, but the more Josh said, the more she wanted to know. They were going to start talking about specific kinks soon, but even before that, Kelsey felt herself getting wet, though she tried to ignore it…

“So, as I was saying, this kind of relationship can achieve a deepness that isn’t possible in a traditional vanilla relationship,” Josh said, but then added, “Oh sorry, I will need to be careful with terms that are common in the kink world, but not so much for most people. Vanilla refers to anything that most people consider normal, but kinky people consider plain and boring, and outside of kink and excitement.” Read more »

How I lost my virginity to a girl who caught me masturbating in the woods. Chapter 12. Crystal and I head out to our cabin in the woods, alone. [M/F 18] [oral] [fucking]

Note: I do not usually post these in quick succession and it may take awhile before the next one, but chapters 11 and 12 just kind of came out together:

Crystal and I walked, in the dark, to our little camp out in the forest. The sun was setting as we started and soon we had to put on headlamps because it was a very dark night. We followed our own tracks through the snow, as we made our way through the forest, chatting as we walked.

I said to Crystal, “I cannot believe your mom walked in on me…going down on you…”

“Yeah, well, just be glad that you did not have to talk to her about it.”

“Oh my god, she talked to you about that?”

“Yep, after you left that night, she pulled me aside to talk about it. Most embarrassing conversation of my lifetime.”

I chuckled and said, “What did she say…oh my god…I am dying of embarrassment just hearing about this.”

“She said that you and I should be more careful, so that my dad does not walk in on anything like that.” Read more »

Gotta love the young ones [M38] [F21] (fictional)

I was fortunate to land a nice well paying job out of college. 10-15 years ago, I would always go out with friends to bars, clubs, parties, or other social events and try to meet some women. Problem was, I had “no game” with the ladies. This persisted most my life, so I figured maybe just a fling or hookup would be nice, but no luck. I tried online dating, but with so many bots and scammers, I quit because I wasted money to see “who likes me” who were all fake. Years go by but with no significant other to spend money on, I saved a lot of money. All my other friends had gf/fiancés/wives with their own family. So I started going to bars and places by myself. Read more »

The Wife’s Surprise [forced exhibition] (f/mmmmmmmm)

Wife’s surprise Read more »

Meeting in the park

My eyebrow was raised at her, wondering where this was going. A cleared throat later, she was back to the topic. “Anyway, we don’t want to hear the truth about the men we are attracted to. My husband was a dickhead to everyone he knew, and I was warned about him. I was blinded by his looks, his charm, his desire to be the best and earn a lot of money. I wanted security, I wanted the house, the dog, the kids, the car. I wanted it all. I got it, and I lost my soul in the process.”

“Okay then,” I pondered her words, then offered a counterargument. “What about the so-called ‘strong single women?’”

Now she really laughed. “Oh wow, honey! You’re asking for it.” I smiled, rest my chin on my fist, and waited for her response. A deep breath and a moment to think, and she did her thing. “Okay, here goes. I can see you go for strong women, like me. Look sweetie, I’m not strong. I’m actually weak. I got it all, and I lost my soul, like I said. The ‘single ones’ I can’t explain em to ya. All I can say is that single women got their own agenda. They want to do things their way, and look for perfection. But we are all a contradiction; we want to be told what to do by a strong man, but we want control over our lives.” Read more »

I love when he spits in my mouth! Redditers meet in real life and the rest is history! Our story .. (f25) (m30)

We connected on an affairs page back in September. He reached out to me after I posted as we happened to be in the same city.

We hit it off fantastically and talked for a couple of months before meeting at a hotel for the first time in person.

The first time together was crazy hot.

The sparks. The fire. The desire.

He made me cum and squirt 7 times that time.

He’s so fucking sexy. 6 ft, long brown hair and hypnotizing brown eyes.

Imagine meeting a person who simply just gets you and wants to explore every sexual desire you possibly have. Just pure openness! A man that treats you well but holds your satisfaction in the highest regard ✨️ all the while building this intense connection and exploring the kind of depth that you didn’t know existed between you and another human being.

We recently traveled together and had a literal sexcation.

Almost met up with a cute girl to join us! Next time, haha!

Went to a sex store and played with our new toys while entangled for a few days. It was amazing! Read more »

Don’t think. Just feel. [MMF] [Gentle]

What am I doing? I shouldn’t be here. This is crazy. And dangerous.

He’s standing so close to me. I’m pressed up against a wall. I can’t step back to make a space between us. He’s looking down at me, a smile – not quite a wolf’s smile – is playing at his lips. I think I hear a low rumble in his chest – hear it? Or do I feel it?

I only had a couple drinks. Why did I agree to come home with them?

Them? Oh yes, there’s another one. I think he’s in the kitchen making us drinks.

My brains all foggy. It can’t be the alcohol, I only had three. It must be the adrenaline. Or the fear. Anything could happen. I have no control here.

He must see my fear. He – Gary, I think. Yes, Gary with subtle streaks of gray in his hair. He holds my face with both hands. He tilts my head back and leans down to kiss me.

His lips are soft, his beard tickles my chin. His kiss is strong, possessive – but not invasive. It kind of reassures me. Read more »

Punishing Her Mouth

I previously posted this under a now deleted account u/emptywords975. I’m back now and wanted to see what y’all think of my writing. Please enjoy.

“Punishing Her Mouth” by u/onlywords246

She was still fast asleep when my alarm went off. Her slender body was only half covered by the sheet, my morning wood was pulsing, and I had to resist the urge to slide my hand between her legs and wake her up with my cock. But it was a Monday morning, and I had work to do. So, I did the responsible thing and covered her with the blanket so she wouldn’t get cold, then quietly stole away to the bathroom to shower and shave.

We hadn’t intended to hook up on a Sunday night, but it just sort of happened. I’d been seeing her off and on for a couple of weeks, and last night we were texting, so I asked her if she wanted to grab some dinner. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew, I was naked on my bed with her straddling my face, moaning as I stretched my tongue as far inside her pussy as I possibly could. I could still taste her cum on my lips as I stared brushing my teeth. Read more »

Aftermath with Natalie Dormer [M/F]

The world had gone to shit in the span of about a week. You could watch the bombs being dropped from your bedroom window. I could still feel the vibrations from the blasts shaking my bones. There were so many reports that nobody really knew what caused it. The TV and radio stations then went dark. Everyone was left clueless. Law and order couldn’t be maintained. The riots, looting and all the other unmentionable things that happened were worse than any bomb. 

Awakened by the rumbling of engines, I flashed my eyes wide open and peeked out of the shattered window. Down the street there were headlights. Lunatics were firing off gunshots, blaring music and hollering obscenities. I tucked myself back into the room and they flew by, drunk off their own newly found power. Taking a deep breath to calm myself down, I checked outside again. They were gone.   

I could relax my shoulders back down. I took a swig from the crumbled bottle of water. It was hard not to grimace at how warm it was. There was quiet again, for now. The night sky was awash with stars, something you’d have never been able to see in L.A when all the lights were on.   Read more »

(F26) I give you a unique and incredible blowjob one morning.

I walk into the kitchen one morning. You are sitting at the island with coffee and a bagel. You’re looking through emails on your phone.

You’re sulking. You have family trip this weekend that we are going on, and you didn’t want to attend. I’ve been patient; I’ve let you have your space, but this has dragged on long enough.

I walk deliberately to the other side of the island.

“You need to lay out whatever you want packed for the trip this weekend,” I tell you calmly.

“I’ll pack,” you tell me irritably. I nod nonchalantly.

I casually open a drawer on the island and pull out a silk hair tie. I carefully pull my hair into a ponytail while you return your attention to your phone. I open another drawer and pull out cloth napkin, and I walk around the island to stand in front of you.

I place one hands your shoulder and the other on the back of your head. I kiss you deeply and slowly. I place one hand on your jaw, dragging out the last few seconds of the kiss. Read more »