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A little shower fun. (Assorted Fantasies, Part II) [MF]

This story is a continuation of [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9l5lpz/my_first_threesome_assorted_fantasies_part_i_mmf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9l5lpz/my_first_threesome_assorted_fantasies_part_i_mmf/)

In keeping with the theme of these stories, this story switches me from submissive, to dominant. Enjoy!

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… you’ve just given me my first threesome with another man, and we’ve sent him on his way after a conjoined blowjob. But we’re not through yet. So much of the action was on him, after all. We’ve only just begun to explore one another.

Still naked, we head into my bathroom for a shower. You’re impressed. It’s not some rinky-dink one-person shower. This is a spacious shower, with a powerful shower head, and a wide bench for two people to sit on.

The water is steaming hot against us. It feels wonderful against our sex crazed bodies. Your pussy is still throbbing from the fucking you’d received not so long ago. “I have to say, I was nervous at first… but that turned out to be a LOT of fun,” I tell you, in my deep alluring voice. Our wet bodies are pressed close to one another, the water only helping to electrify our senses. I wrap my arms around you and push you over to the wall of the shower, as I nozzle your neck, giving you tender little kisses. Everything is so slippery, and you can feel me stiffen against you. Read more »

My first threesome (Assorted Fantasies, Part I) [MMF]

This was the first in a series of entries, where I wanted to alternate between being submissive and dominant with each installment, as I toy with different sexual fantasies, kinks and fetishes. As a first entry, this is a submissive story, with one of the fantasies I’m probably the absolute most unsure about.

It’s our first time meeting in person. Neither of us have any interest at all in getting to know each other. We both know what we’re there for… a heavenly fuck, and making fantasies come true. You’ve brought along your friend, a handsome looking guy as well dressed as I am. I’m still timid though, I’ve never done anything with a guy before.

After having a few drinks in my kitchen, we retire to the bedroom. We’re all nervous, and excited. You pull me in but shy away from a kiss as you begin to undress me. Our friend begins to undress you while you’re at it, and soon enough we’re all naked together. “Here’s the deal,” you tell me. “You don’t get to do anything to me, until you’ve done it to HIM first. And anything you want to do to him, you have to watch HIM do to ME first.” Read more »

The spark of a new encounter [MF]

This story was a request by a girl I was chatting with before I met up with her for the first time, she wanted me to describe what I’d do to her when I met her that night. It didn’t go *exactly* as such, but it wasn’t too far off, either. Enjoy!

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You’re sitting on the couch of the lobby, pleasantly making small talk with a few familiar faces. You’re dressed nicely… not too nicely, but nice enough that if you were meeting someone, they’d know you were trying to look sexy for them. That hint of casual sexiness not ordinarily found on a girl. A tight black shirt, with the neck cut in a low tee. The tops of your breasts just barely peek out from beneath the fabric; goosebumps play across them, hardening your nipples. You’ve got your best bra on, sexy black lace, but it’s not quite visible beneath your shirt. Read more »

Dinner at your place…

This story is a mix of some real events, and some fiction. Enjoy!

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You invite me over for dinner one late night… We’ve only barely met. I come dressed to the nines. 3-piece suit, nice shoes, the works. You’re in a nice sexy little dress yourself, no panties of course. We’d have dinner, and pretend to be interested in little details about each other, but really all either of us could think about is what might happen at the end. We’ve exchanged fantasies over a few flirty, explicit messages, but you’re not sure if I’ll be able to live up to all the hype you’ve given me, masturbating to the thought of us.

I’ve taken off my jacket, and rolled up my sleeves. We’d finish eating, and I’d get up to put away my plate. You watch as I walk by, and decide you can’t wait any longer. You’re excited, you can’t wait to experience this new guy. You hop up out of your seat and grab me by the tie. Read more »

My girlfriend and I just had our first BDSM exp. We will both get dominated by an another couple! (form of couple swapping). We only did (non-sex) introducing parts and that already blew our minds and increased our libidos! [MF][FM]

So my girlfriend and I share love for BDSM Porn and we became pretty open about sexuality quite quickly in our relationship and discussed possibility of swinging if our bedroom ever becomes dead. It never did but my idea of combining BDSM and swingers lifestyle blew our mids. She also knows that I get off on being a bit, or more, cucky. For various reasons, but in that way she is my private pornstar.

After creating profile on fetlife we found one couple willing to do this after a few weeks of searching. They’re both switches but will serve as complete Doms to us, they’re only slightly older than us but they seem more mature and that was already quite erotic to both of us. We skyped, chatted, agreed to safewords and all the precautions. Standard BDSM roleplay stuff, agreeing to double master slave sexual meeting.

We met in a ice-cream shop and they were the ones paying and me any my girlfriend ate twice (!) as much as them which they found quite amusing and after we complained that we will fuck up our bodies for them he said that we will even that out in the bedroom which made my girlfriend playfully quietly moan when finishing a delicious ice-cream, nice touch. Read more »

Something Borrowed, Something New (FM, Cheating, Risky)

I watch the door close to the small but pretty boutique room, my mother leaving to give me some time alone before I start a new life with my fiance. Well, I say fiance, but in less than two hours he will be my husband and I his wife, and our new journey will have really begun.

Turning my head from the door, I look into the mirror that is edged with pretty lights and see my perfectly set golden hair that curls and falls down to my shoulders and the makeup that had been expertly applied by one of my bridesmaids when the day had barely begun. The whole morning had been manic and now it was like I was in the calm of the eye of the storm before chaos reigned once more.

I take a deep breath and feel my breasts heave slightly against the corset of my wedding gown. At least for now I can breathe, with the silk ribbon laying open on my bare back which will do it’s best to hide the tattoo that my future husband has made clear he’s not a fan of. Too late to regret that now though. Read more »

Aeolian [mf]

We’re both minor scales, our initial notes climbing together in sweet harmony. But further on, the progression goes awry. The key changes; the staff begins to crumble. Eventually, the notes have nothing on which to rest, and the rests are nowhere to be found.

I find beauty in the broken staff. A half written song is better than silence. I’ll replay the parts I know until the record is ruined. I can dance alone; though, I’d prefer your hand at my waist, the other interlaced with mine. I yearn to feel that soft lead, perhaps even a stronger one, guiding me back and left and forward and right, until my world blurs and your face is center.

I hope our dance begins a second. Let the broken chords mark our steps from ballroom to bedroom. Here we can strip away those layers, letting skin meet skin. Our heat melts fingertips to hips. How I find the hollow of your throat or that bend between muscle below the shoulder, I’ll never know. Perhaps my familiarity arises from visual repetition, replaying images as often as our song. Read more »

Something new. [MF] [Prost] [Anal]

‘What do you mean stale?’ Isabella shouted across the bedroom. She emerged from the bathroom, tying up her thick black hair with the ferocity someone might use to load a shotgun. Michael kept his bright, cool eyes on Isabella’s, such a dark brown they nearly looked black against her pupils. He spoke in his slow, measured way, as Isabella changed into scuffy pyjamas, the nice underwear she was planning on wearing, discarded to the en suite floor.

‘Honey-bunny….’ He started, before, with a hiss of breath, Isabella raised an index finger, ‘Don’t you use pet names on me!’

Michael waited a beat, and then continued, ‘It’s not you. I just want to try something new, something different.’

Isabella had been tightly wound, ready to respond to any personal attack, but as usual, Michael’s careful, easy responses disarmed her anger, and left her feeling rather foolish. She moved forward in silence and sat on the edge of their bed. Michael couldn’t help but gaze, even with her hair tied back with a bright purple scrunchie, her usually elaborate makeup removed, and dressed in an old T-shirt and some shorts, she still radiated beauty and warmth. Read more »

Erotic Celtic Woman (MF, MFF) (FIRST TIME)

Part one

[https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/tales-of-tine-898bc2dd83c0](https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/tales-of-tine-898bc2dd83c0)

Part two

[https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/tales-of-tine-part-two-ba57169aba84](https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/tales-of-tine-part-two-ba57169aba84)