My first time ever was with my straight best friend. I was spending the night shortly after graduation with him at his parents house. We were both playing games, watching movies and just hangin out. He was texting a girl and had been talking to her throughout the day. He then starts to tell me about how he was gonna hangout w her and possibly play around. He gets quiet for a bit and says that he’s worried that his dick may not be big enough and asks if I can tell him if it’s small or big. I got cold and started to sweat. Feeling the thrill. I had always been into cross dressing and playing with myself like a girl but in private. I had NEVER told anybody about that side of me. I remember I gulped a bit and just told him “Yes of course” so he pulls down his pants and his dick flops down. He wasn’t the longest but it was certainly very thick and the tip almost made me drool with how juicy it looked. He pulls them back in his pants and asks “well do you think it’s small?” I just let out a giggle and said absolutely not you have a nice dick! I think he blushed a bit and thanked me but then he asked to see mine. I panicked because I was wearing a G string underneath my cargo shorts. I tell him no I don’t think he needs to but then he asks me again and says “cmon I showed you mine you won’t show yours?” So I say fuck he can’t do anything about it. So I pull down my shorts and there it is. My semi hard cock underneath this silky blue g string with a pink bow on the front. He gets closer to me saying he wants to see it closer. As he gets close he rubs my dick in my thong. Making it leak precum. He tastes and asks me to taste his now. He pulls down his pants and a big string of precum pulls from his boxers. Soaking the tip of his thick cock. I then get on all fours on the bed and start to suck on his cock. He starts to stroke my cock rubbing it inside my thong and I immediately cum all over. It was like a drug. It was the most amazing orgasm I had experienced and little did I know it was only the beginning of our little secret.
Category: Erotica
Taking the bride for a spin – Part 4 [noncon][m30][f30][slowburn]
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12qa9w6/taking_the_bride_for_a_spin_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12rgppq/taking_the_bride_for_a_spin_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12tk07h/taking_the_bride_for_a_spin_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
For the first month after my covert affair with Sarah, I hardly slept. I was on constant alert, sure that each day I awoke would be my last as a free man. And yet, there were no knocks on my door. No sirens. No investigations. If social media was a reliable source, then life carried on as normal. The perfect crime.
But sleep still eluded me. In every free moment, my mind wandered to that night. That perfect night. My eyes would close and I could feel Sarah’s hands in my own. I could feel her legs wrapped about me. The heat of her pussy as it milked my cock. Her desperate pleas to be filled with my cum. I would replay our homemade video over and over. The undeniable proof of Sarah’s deliciously deceptive deflowering. The video who’s sequence and soundtrack I had practically memorized.
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It had been nearly 6 months now. I was focusing on work, building new friendships, renovating my house, and even the occasional date. Back to my normal self.
My first affair with a Married Woman [18/29]
Look. I’m not proud of this. But I definitely crave affairs.
It’s like you truly know someone when you have an affair with them. At least you know a side of them that both of you normally keep hidden. You have this hunger you can’t satisfy in your regular life, so you have this secret place with this secret person where you can find that thrill together.
You could say I started early. My first affair with a married woman was when I was on break from my first semester in college. Her name was Ann, and she was the hostess of a local sports bar. We had an immediate attraction, like a lightning strike from the heaven kind of connection. Magnetic. Raw. It’s rare but trust me: it happens.
I was meeting up with friends to play pool. All I did was walk past her, but we both literally turned to look at each other. She was about 5’3” and quite thin with a blonde pixie cut. Colorful flower tattoos, a stud in her nose. She had, I would later discover, fake D Cup tits and a great round ass. Big blue eyes and pouty lips. She looked a bit Russian in the face, and a lot younger than she was, almost childish in fact, but I later learned she was nearly 30.
[MF, 20s, Post-Workout, Blowjob, Outdoors, Concise] You’ve Got Your Endorphins, Now Give Me Some Dopamine
I watch her silently count out “57, 58, 59…” A bead of sweat dangles from the tip of her nose. “60!” It falls.
She collapses from her planked position, panting heavily while she rests her forehead on the yoga mat.
“All done?” I ask.
“Yeah. Yeah,” she answers between breaths. “That fucking sucked.” She rolls over onto her back, letting her arms flop out like a starfish. A heavy sheen of sweat in her cleavage glistens in the sunlight. The salmon colored sports bra and short leggings she’s wearing have turned a dark magenta under her arms and between her cheeks.
I step onto the grass and let my shadow cover her face from the sun. She looks up at me. “Thanks,” she says, smiling, her face flush.
“You look hot,” I say.
“Yeah. Could use a shower.”
“Not what I meant,” I say, grinning.
“Oh?”
I get down on my knees so that I’m straddling over her. I run my fingers through her sweat-damp blonde hair and take a light hold of her ponytail.
“I think you should suck my cock,” I whisper.
[M4F] Is it bad if your therapist can’t get enough of your cum?
*Forgot to mention in the title that this is Part 5. You can read Part 1* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12jiag2/mf_is_it_bad_when_you_want_to_fuck_your_therapist/)*, Part 2* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12l60tq/mf_is_it_bad_to_tell_your_therapist_that_you_want/), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12px0qq/mf_is_it_bad_when_you_and_your_therapist_take/) *here and Part 4* [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12u1mm7/mf_is_it_bad_to_fuck_your_therapist_part_4/)*.*
Lydia was not actually on the pill.
She wasn’t sure whether to wait for an opportune moment to share this detail or to get it out of the way. Their bodies were, like the Friday afternoon prior, stuck together — both of them spent. She thought about how, in movies and TV shows, the post-coital bliss is usually fleeting, but also easy to deal with, without ever addressing the elephant of a complication in the room — that one party usually had cum leaking out of her, down her thigh, and liable to make quite the mess. That never seemed to be the case on screen, though, actors rolled over onto their side of the bed, whispered I love you to one another, turned off the light and scene — no mess to clean up, no quick trips to the bathroom, no tissues used to dab up the stick white cum, not even a condom thrown into a bedside trash can.
Fight, Flight, Freeze – primal play from the prey’s perspective. [MF] [CNC] [D/s]
The thin air burns my throat as I push my naked back against the bark.
I’m certain that if he’s close, (which he has to be,) my rabbit heart will give me up. In the growing darkness, the temperature begins to drop, and a wave of goosebumps wash over me. It’s difficult to think through the fog of adrenaline, and I have to fight hard to control the animal in me that just wants to hide.
I cling to this tree, trying to decide where to move next. He expects me to be frozen to the ground, and as it stands, my only chance of getting ahead of him is to do the opposite of that.
*I need to move now.*
Eyes darting, I will myself to take the first step, but as soon as my foot is planted firmly on the ground, my blood runs cold.
I hear him.
Muffled steps, crunching against the thick layer of brush. If I had to guess, he is no more than 100 feet away, but I have no idea if he knows I’m so close.
getting off in front of friends in the pool (f/f/f/f)
as i listened to the other girls talking and gossiping, i shifted my weight and suddenly noticed how one of the pool jets hit me from behind in a way that felt nice. it produced a light tingle along my lips. i didn’t think much of it, but decided to stay in the same position since i didn’t know most of the people the girls were talking about and felt like i couldn’t add much to the conversation anyways. so i might as well make myself comfortable in this way, i thought.
i enjoyed the sun on my face and the fresh air and my new friends’ chatter. i closed my eyes and listened and laughed along whenever it felt right, feeling just the slightest bit of excitement about my little underwater secret every now and then.
after some time though, my secret didn’t feel so little anymore. my pussy was demanding my attention. i was already starting to feel like my lips were swelling and like my swimsuit was adding the tiniest bit of pressure on my clit. i tried to ignore it but couldn’t help inching my butt a little closer to the jet and leaning forward in what i hoped was a subtle way. this way the stream of water hit the sensitive area around my hole directly. as the minutes ticked on, i became more than just excited; the pressure was so arousing.
Sara & Alice: More than friends? pt. 10 “Fingers” [27] [FF] [romance] [lesbian] [ass play] [domme] [sub]
[pt. 1 “Dinner”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12of1g5/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_1_dinner_27ff/) | [pt. 9 “Tongue”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12vm1jf/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_9_tongue_27_ff/)
As I suck on her breast and feel the lingering throbbing of my own pussy, I realize I have no idea what to do with Alice now that I’ve caught her. I just promised to fuck her, but the only times I’ve brought a partner to climax were when a man was was inside me and I was in a considerably more passive role. I don’t know how to coax this out of Alice, but I want her to feel what I felt.
I’m far too intimidated to go for oral, especially after the virtuoso performance she just gave.
“*Just touch me, Sara,*” she whispers. I guess she could sense my hesitation. “*I just want to feel you touch me.*”
I inch my fingers down her stomach, through her bush, until I find her warm, flowering pussy waiting for me.
She’s positively drenched.
Alice groans as I slide my fingers up and down. With her on top of me like this, it’s easy to find her clit, and I slowly circle it with my middle finger.
“*That’s good, Sara*.”
Daydream [FM] [oral] for him
My gaze locked on to his. Shivers broke across my spine and fluttered down my arms. The gentle hum of voices in the room drifted away and the lights seemed to dim, enhancing his presence to god-like proportions.
His chair creaked as he rose and my heart skipped a beat with it. His nimble fingers fastened the final button on his suit as he sauntered toward me, his eyes never leaving mine. I imagined them dancing across my naked skin.
I was sure the others could see, could feel, the sparks that lined the air of his path.
I licked my lips as he closed the distance between us. His pants pulled against the outline of his cock with every step.
Oh, what I would do with that.
My mouth salivated at the thought of having him between my lips and on my tongue. I could already taste the saltiness of him, feel the strength of him as he slid his length down my throat. I could feel his hands brush through my hair, gently at first, then firmly to brace against me as his thrusts grew harder, faster, and more desperate. Like only I could satisfy his need for release.
Joyce Gets A Present, Part 2 [52F, 53M, 23F, 25M] [Swinging] [Foursome] [Age Gap]
[Continued from Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12xi20s/joyce_gets_a_present_part_1_52f_53m_23f_25m/).
“Can I kiss it?” Alice said it loud enough for the room to hear, and Theo glanced up, meeting Joyce’s stare. He said nothing, made no gesture, merely stared into his wife’s face while she moaned under her breath. “Go sit between the boys,” came the follow-up.
Joyce sat herself down between Marcus and Theo, her hands falling on each of their legs. She couldn’t bear to look at Marcus, just yet. She shuffled a little further and let her knees fall open, and lay back, propping herself up just enough to look at Alice as she positioned herself between her legs. Theo had leaned back to stay level with her face, and looked at her husband’s expression of confused arousal close-up. “Is this okay?” she whispered.
Another lingering pause where Theo seemed unable to answer. Alice’s lips met her clit wetly, planting kiss after noisy kiss on the throbbing nub. Joyce arched and let out a moan of pure surprise, reaching over with her right hand to grab her husband’s head and pull him in for a kiss as wet and urgent as she’d shared with Alice. She moaned into his mouth, and to her surprise, he moaned back, his left hand reaching across to smear his palm across both her breasts, grasping and fondling. They kissed, enlivened and urgent, while Alice lapped at her pussy, drowning it with spit and nuzzling in deep to bring her tongue up between her lips and suck loudly on her clit.