[MF] The Model

I was at a dance competition at a hotel in Vancouver BC when I decided to take a break between workshops. I sidled up to the bar and asked for a beer, glancing around to see who else was there. Two seats down from me was an unbelievably striking man with salt and pepper hair and a well-groomed beard. He lifted his glass to me in greeting and went back to his book, glancing up at me every few minutes. After a while, he caught my attention and asked what was up with all the people in dancewear. I explained that it was a competition involving several hundred people, all staying in the hotel. He seemed very interested and asked quite a few questions about my dancing, all in a luscious Québécois accent.

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Taste the Pleasure of Others [D/s erotica] [ffM][service and degradation]

She ran her fingers through his chest hair as she lay beside him. She loved just touching him even as he explored the mouth of the other sub laying on his other side. Patiently, she lost herself in the strands of ginger hair as he kissed the lanky brunette that curled into his side.

Without looking in her direction, he paused his kiss to address bella. “Be useful, slut. Suck my cock.” He returned his attention to the mouth and tits of the eagerly waiting brunette.

Obediently, bella acted promptly. She crawled down between his legs as he spread them for her. Her wet mouth was eager to taste him. He was already firm and leaking as he played with the other slut beside him. Bella maneuvered between the four legs and noted how smooth the other slut’s skin was as she nestled near his cock. She smiled as she took him in her mouth and began to suck his cock deep. She found a pleasing rhythm ensuring she pleasured every inch of him.

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Babysitter’s discovery part 07

The drive back to Anna’s house was only 10 minutes, but to Emma, every minute just seemed to drag by. When they finally parked in the garage, Emma and Anna walked hand in hand straight to the bedroom. No reason to put off the release of that heated lust, oh yeah, Emma was practically gushing.

They took to the bed, rolling around, kissing wildly. Anna stopped, and told Emma to get up on her knees. Anna did the same, their bodies almost touching.

Anna whispered, “First, let me strip you down, my sexy little snooper.”

Emma nodded, her eyes glazed with lust as she watch Anna’s fingers slip under her T shirt, and slide it up her body. She lifted it away, and with Anna’s experienced fingers, her bra was quickly unfastened. She slipped it down her shoulders, and tossed it away. Emma’s breasts, so inviting, luscious firm mounds with hard, erect light pink nipples, sticking out stiffly, pointed straight at Anna.

The Visitor [D/s] [M/f] [Cheating] [NC]

I guess this wont be everyone’s cup of tea given the content and slightly unusual writing style. However, it certainly had the desired effect on the subject of the story so I’m hopeful there is someone out there who will enjoy it…

You are home alone when I come.

A knock at your door.

You open it and see me.

A moments confusion.

Then realisation.

Blue eyes.

A knowing grin.

The stranger that has teased you so.

That has dominated your fantasies.

Your heart skipping a beat.

But liking what you see.

The spark definitely there between us.

But he wouldn’t want you to let me in.

You even try to be a good wife.

You tell me you can’t see me now.

That you will message me later.

That you can meet me at my hotel.

But I dont want you later.

I want you now.

Just the two of us.

So I push the door open.

Step inside.

You gasp.

Your mouth suddenly dry.

The core of you suddenly liquid.

[FMMMM] Married middle aged woman decides on a whim to fuck strangers in a dive bar.

She felt the stranger’s hardness inside of her. She was on all fours in a booth in a dingy bar. Several other strangers were lined up waiting to have a stab at her (pun intended). And she was prepared to let them. The only stipulation was that they couldn’t wear condoms and they all had to cum inside of her.

She had entered the bar just twenty minutes earlier. It was a sad smelly place, with about seven or eight sad looking male patrons sitting around the bar. The bartender was probably the best looking one, but even he was pretty un-fuckable. It was early afternoon on a Saturday, and this out of the way dive bar was to be the scene of her wildest fantasy come true.

She hadn’t planned this, not even a little. She had met a friend for lunch and a few drinks and then she planned to find a birthday present for her husband. After they parted ways, she decided to take a back way into the city to pick up something fun for her hubby’s birthday. She was a little horny having traded some innuendo laden texts to her husband. They were planning, among other things, to celebrate his 50th birthday with some kinky sex. And their texts were decidedly naughty.

From Writing Prompt: Your BFF wants to watch her boyfriend fuck you… Again. This isn’t the first time she’s had him fuck you. This isn’t even the first *boyfriend* she’s had fuck you…

After last time I thought, “No way. Absolutely not.” Lucinda loves getting off on watching her boy toys have their way with me. Rubbing herself nearby as we go at it, changing positions, sometimes even joining in to squeeze or suck a breast, or tease my clit as her boyfriend of the month pounds away. Truthfully, it’s really good. Like, really. Good. Only problem is, she has a crazy ‘breeding’ kink.

Sometimes they’ll start off innocently enough (as innocent as this kind of activity can be anyway), with a condom, or promises of pulling out, or even with her stepping in to finish the guy off. But it always ends the same way. My spasming pussy clamped around a pulsing, bare cock embedded deep inside. Fortunately I am a religious user of birth control. 

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 21 [MF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 20 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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Jarl looked up at his stepmother. No. Not stepmother any longer. Wife. She was his wife now. By the seventh, how he hated that. Her large breasts were bouncing up and down as she rode him. He did like her tits though. Reaching up and grabbed one in each hand and massaged them.

“Yes. Yes,” Else moaned. “Harder.”

Jorn pinched her nipples hard. She squirmed and moaned louder. Jarl sighed. It wasn’t any fun hurting her when she just enjoyed it. He didn’t mind pleasing women, quite the opposite, but with his stepmoth-. Wife. By the Gods. Wife. How hard should it be to remember that? With his *wife* it wasn’t true. If it hadn’t been for his cock being almost eternally rigid, a side effect from his work with the Mistresses, he doubted that he could even have performed with her at all.

“Are you done soon?” he sighed.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 34 Isabel & Trish Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Each boom went right through her, the base would truly steal the very breath from Clarissa body if given the chance. “Good evening Miss Angie if you need anything at all then please let me know” the maître d’, “now if you would” taking Angie’s hand in a submissive way. For this short trip Clarissa was left out of the conversation due to the whispered tone and the base (Clarissa nipples we’re hard as a rock due to the pounding through her body). A quick jerk on her collar and she knew that meant to kneel right by her Mistresses side. Sneaking a glance up to see the expression on Angie’s face, “Fuck my pussy is so fucking wet and it because of..” Clarissa knew speaking her name would most likely becum a orgasm. Altering her gaze before her cunt would need some attention, “Mmm.. that sent (jasmine and rose hips along with the unmistakable sent of fresh cum) where.. where is it cuming from? (sniffing the air as silently as possible) Oh my fuck it cum from.. from (running her hand up Angie’s inner thigh, Clarissa’s mouth beginning to water) Mmm.. can I” her hand already said enough. “Fuck what am I doing? (Parting Angie’s legs) I’m here for cock not (she could feel her pussy dripping with desire) pussy.. hell I could have pussy any time (taking one last whiff of the sent) I want” Clarissa’s tongue parted the skin lifting the sent from a passing fancy to a full fledged desire. Kissing the right lip, running her tongue over the left. Before she was to involved with her first BDSM experience Clarissa flashed Angie her desire. “Tisk Tisk, you are going to wait till I tell you to.. Now eat me my sweet” Angie told her that she would not like this environment butt the only thing she didn’t like so far was that Clarissa could not touch herself. Savagely attacking Angie’s slit, Clarissa tongue already doing what it does best incite pleasure. Lapping at Angie’s clit, diving up into the pink ocean as Clarissa jowls became over ridden by cum. Pulling her forward, tugging until her entire ass seated on Clarissa’s chest. “Mmm, someone has done there homework.. these stools are the bomb, the perfect slave master set up, the top for the master and the bottom for the slave” Clarissa purred. Lashing out with her tongue, in circulating Angie’s clit like a pro. Pulling back with her tongue at just the right speed, at just the right time. “Ooooh fu.. (pulling Clarissa closer to her cunt).. lick, lick you little bic.. … …” Angie’s hips bucked as Clarissa’s mouth plowed into her pussy. “Ooooh yesss.. Ooooh fuckkk yesss (Angie’s hips twitched, her cum feel from the darkening clouds) You are so bad that I.. I.. … (unable to hold back another second) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” rolled through Angie as the maître d’ stepped up. Waiting till the orgasm was done. “Ma’am.. I have found what you requested. I will be back to get your order.. cuz that little tramp would look good in leather not lace” his speech gave way to whispers upon his retreat. Brushing back Clarissa’s hair, “Mmm, I will be waiting till you get done to return to my (the quiver said more then words could ever) wet pussy and finish what you started.” looking at a familiar face, “You can take her as long as the payment has been taken care of” Angie growled to Trish. A quick look at her Vibraphone, “Tell Isabel to enjoy.”
Feeling Trish tugging on her leash was one thing butt to be paraded around this club, made to look like a salve and for what. “Wait where is she taking me? Does she have (Clarissa’s pussy just became flushed with cum again).. a collar too” echoed through Clarissa’s mind. Almost running into her, “Got to pay attention cuz fuck I would go lesbian for that piece of ass” a rap at the door brought Clarissa back to reality as Trish tugged on her leash once more. “Just remember what Angie said always look down unless.. unless” a cop to her ass distracted her. Trusting out her chest, tensing up her legs, wanting to sprint out that door and never look back. “Mistress Angie says to enjoy Mistress” Trish addressed Mistress Isabel. “Wait? What the hell I wanted cock! Not thi..” Clarissa’s thoughts echoed in her head as Isabel’s hands roamed her body. “.. Oh my fuck.. what have you done to.. to.. Mmm Ooooh Ooooh..” her thoughts turned to words as Isabel pinched her nipple, squeezed her pussy. Pulling Clarissa around to the front of Trish, “I can see where she can improve (a snap of her fingers and Trish feasted on Clarissa’s creamy slit) for that you shall get a (the unforgiving leather paddle cracked against Clarissa’s ass cheek) a spanking” leaning in till Isabel’s breath wrapped around Clarissa’s ear, “shall we say ten times” she purred. “Yes ma’am, may I have another” Clarissa wanted to cry out. Was it the paddle or Trish’s tongue making the room spin she could not say butt by the tenth spanking, Clarissa wanted Isabel. “I will tell Mistress Angie this she does like (gripping Clarissa’s reddened ass just made her cum that much harder) a good spanking” turning her back to Clarissa, sporting thigh high red leather boots and a corset that matched. “Now we shall see how good she is” Isabel gave the cum over here finger curl. Bending over while on her knees, thrusting her ass in the air. Clarissa dove right in, no kissing, no lip dragging, no biting Isabel’s ass just straight tongue fucking sex. Licking over her mound, up and down. Licking over her asshole as the tongue wanted to have more cunt. The moaning started, thought not sure who was first. “Mmmmmmmmm Ooooh Mmmmmmmmm Ooooh Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” butt Clarissa ended it, thrust her tongue into the tight cunt. Twisting and turning till Clarissa was on the bed, Isabel grinding on her face. Orgasm after orgasm ripping though Isabel butt that was not it. Spreading Clarissa’s legs, pulling them back, exposing her pussy and ass. As Isabel propped forward beckoning Trish to cum to her, they kissed, a deep full on kiss with Isabel taking charge. “Eat her out” she whispered, gathering up Trish’s hair as she guided her face down, down to the soaked pussy. Pulling hard to force Trish’s tongue to enter where no tongue has been before. Reaching around her slender frame, still face fucking the dirty little whore who lays below her. “Ooo Ooo Ooooh yesss..” a big orgasm hit Isabel as her toes curled her finger dipped into her own ass. “.. Ooooh fuckkk yesss.. fuckkkkkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh fucking OooohOooohOooohOoooh sshittt..” rolled through her body picking up steam as it traveled from one end to the next. The tightening of the stomach, the shortness of breath, the cum as it dripped over Clarissa’s mouth, as her tongue danced inside of Isabel’s pussy. She had the biggest orgasm on record cause in the end Clarissa was tongue fucking Isabel’s asshole. “I shall give Mistress Angie my full support for this one (snagging Trish’s leash), cum cum darling we must leave” gently pulling on her lead. “Mistress Angie you have done well in finding that one, I would gladly pay you shall we say ten thousand sextons for her. She is shall we say.. resting in room L” tugging on Trish’s leash again as they left the club.

Hit cheating milf

I’m a dude. I like women with big boobs. That’s all you need to know about me.

I work at an office. There’s this hot bitch named Emily. Emily is married but it’s an open secret she likes to fuck around.

One day while I was working on a report at my desk she walks by. She is super hot with long blonde hair and huge boobs tied together by a tight dress up shirt.

“Hey Dave I need your help in the back”

“Okay” I responded and followed her to an empty closet

She pinned me against the wall and shoved her throat down my mouth. We made out for a minute.

Then she looked at me and said “my asshole husband left town without my permission so I want pay back.”

She pulled out her phone and got on her Kees. She undid my pants and then called her husband.

As it was ringing she put my cock in her mouth and started sucking

“Hey honey”
“Oh hi John” she said while licking my shaft
“I’m really sorry I had to leave”

“Whatever” she replied in between deep throating me.

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Exploration – Part 2: A Proposition

Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gnk0f2/exploration_part_1_a_drink_after_work/)

Part 2: A Proposition

“J, what the hell are you doing? D is right there in the other room!” I whispered over my shoulder, trying to keep things quiet.

“Oh, he won’t be a problem at all. We’ve already talked about it and he thinks I should play with you. I agree. Don’t you agree, T?” As she spoke, she casually began to stroke my cock, encouraging it to further grow.

My mind was flooded with endorphins as J was teasing my cock. “Uh…yes…I agree.” I could hear myself say through a fog.

“Good, then we’ll play.” To my dismay, however, J was tucking me back into my boxer briefs and zipping me up. “Come on out, we can play.” J pulled back from me and let herself the cramped bathroom. I washed my hands and took a moment to catch my breath as I looked in the vanity mirror. I mouthed “What the fuck?” to my reflection before heading back to the kitchen.

I walked back out to the kitchen and took a seat at the island, though it did take a bit of adjustment to get comfortable with the obvious tent at the front of my pants.