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Night on The Town, Part 3 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 2 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6q8gyb/night_on_the_town_part_2_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Kate opened the bathroom door, revealing an elderly woman, her frown pulling the wrinkles on her face taut. The hallway was empty besides her, and beyond that the soft, jazzy music of the restaurant played undisrupted. If anyone had heard her orgasmic shout, they hadn’t reported it.

“The other bathrooms are full,” the woman said, shaking a fist, “presumably being used for their *intended* purpose. I’ve half a mind to tell management about you. I thought this was a *respectable* establishment.”

Kate and Mark filed out of the bathroom, giving the irate woman a wide berth. She shuffled into the bathroom muttering under her breath, and slammed the door with as much force as she was able.

The couple exchanged a glance, trying to bottle down their laughter. Mark straightened his tie and lead the way back to their table. He looked around the restaurant as surreptitiously as he could, but nobody seemed to realize he was there. Every table was in their own little world. They were all separate planets, orbiting each other but not quite touching. There was a sort of quiet beauty to that, he thought. In way, each couple were the most important people in the world. Nothing else mattered. He looked at his wife, took her hand. That was exactly the way he felt tonight. Read more »

My girlfriend squirted for the first time in her life after roleplaying a fantasy she had been masturbating over for years but had never shared with anyone else

I’ve never written anything here but this is something I just have to share. Me and my girlfriend ended up having sex last night after a hard day at work, we were both tired but we decided to make the effort. I began with oral sex, and I ended up making her cum with a clitoral orgasm which is the only orgasm she can have… or so we thought. Read more »

Never too old (MF)

You know what’s really cool? Figuring out you’re not too old to learn some new tricks.

I first met my lover at a local coffee shop – one of those pretentious places where all the men have beards and a grouchy face, the women have all put a lot of effort into a messy ponytail, and they’d never play Nickelback. My lover does have a most lovely beard, but also a sparkling smile. It was a chilly but beautiful winter day, the sun shining through the windows. The conversation began innocently enough – exchange of pleasantries, finding superficial things in common, mild flirting. We developed a quick rapport, and were soon leaning in to each other. We were sitting on stools at the counter, and it was crowded and busy in the shop, so it was easy to bump knees and scoot closer. His warm breath on my neck as he got close to my ear in order to be heard over the din of our fellow beverage consumers smelled of the tea he drank and… something else delicious and intriguing. Read more »

Fried Chicken Girl [BBW] [Oral]

She was huge: six foot tall, short hair, a roll of fat bulged over her shoulder and there were so many folds on her torso she looked like a naked Zoidberg. It was in a Popeye’s that they met. She actually approached him. Although, she was morbidly obese, her personality did not reflect her dumpy body.

“Hi there! Never seen you here before. You new?” she said to Calvin.

“Just stopping by for some jambalaya and spicy fried chicken. This is the only Popeye’s in the county,” said Calvin.

“I know, I’m here all the time,” she said.
Calvin looked at the workers’ face and can tell that they didn’t like her there. They looked at her with disgust.

“Would you want to share a bucket of chicken with me?” asked Calvin. Read more »

Midscene [MF] [PIV]

My back is pressed flat against a wall. The wall is painted, smooth, and feels cool against my skin. You are in front of me, hips to hips. I can feel the strength of your cock, also smooth, but very warm, on my flesh. I feel it span from my pelvis to my navel and my breath shortens imagining you thrusting all the way inside me. I’ve been wet and aching for ages already.

You grab the back of my neck with one hand and pull my mouth to yours in a passionate kiss. Your other hand hooks the back of my knee, hiking my leg up and open. My other foot tiptoes as you lift and spread me. You dip your hips and slide your dick deep into my tight, wet pussy. I let out a moan as your body fits right against mine at deepest thrust. I hook my ankle around your waist, lock it in place with my opposite hand. You let go of my knee and my neck. Your fingers splay flat against my hip bones, tips gently pressing into the flesh beyond them, as you use both thumbs to play with my clit and fuck me against the wall. I lift my chin and call your name, whimpering and begging for you to go harder, deeper. Almost without warning you push me over the edge. I yell “I’m cumming! Oh fuck me I’m. Cumming. Right. Now!” Read more »

My Little Brother’s Girlfriend [MF] [Oral] [Anal]

I leave my room and head to the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. As I hurry through the den I see my little brother on the couch, his girlfriend is next to him, her legs draped over his lap. I had come home from college to watch the house while our parents were out of town, and being the cool older brother I am, had agreed to let Dan have Jenna stay over night. They are seniors in high school after all, and I remember how hard it was to get in some good alone time. I duck quickly into the bathroom and get into the shower.

As I bathe, my thoughts turn to Jenna, admittedly not for the first time. I recall the young latina lounging on the couch. Her dark, smooth legs were quite visible in the shorts she’s wearing. Her breasts, a respectable b cup if I had to guess, had been complimented well by her tight shirt.

I grin and touch my stiffening cock absentmindedly. I had passed through the room fast, but had I not seen her eyes move behind her glasses, passing over my bare chest? Wishful thinking perhaps, which speaking of… Read more »

A presidential fucking (straight)

Trump had just finished another New York rally, they were getting harder every day. The crowds, the security, the teleprompters, they were all to much for trump.

He wanted, no, he ‘Needed’ a good fucking. Sadly his wife was in Florida. And the only girl in town was his biggest political rival, Hillary Clinton.

He picked up his phone and shot her a tweet “hey Hillary, wnt to meet up @ my pad for a fck fest?” To which she replied “???”

She arrived wearing a stunning dress she had been saving just for this moment. It was a red, skin tight leather jacket with matching pants. She looked like cat woman’s grandma, needless to say it turned trump on.

“So trump, you know they don’t call it the oral office for nothin” she said in a fake southern accent as she took her jacket off, revealing a pink tank top.

“I gotta tell you, this erection, it’s gonna be h’uge” as he took off his onesie pajamas revealing his weathered body.

Hillary lowered her self carefully to trumps penis area, and pulled down his black thong, revealing a disappointing penis. Read more »

A visitor [F] [Solo]

My eyes were closed. I had a tendency to sleep in my white summer dress, and I was still in it now, though it was lifted up well over my breasts. My left hand was caressing one of them, and my right hand was further down, circularly touching, teasing, and entrancing my clitoris with every subtle movement. Summer days had a way of doing this to me; warming the blood, and making me insatiable. I blame the summer, but perhaps I should blame the Winter for doing the opposite; stripping me of this vital energy I love so well. All the while, I had such vivid images in my head. Lusty, luxurious images of a life I wanted, but that felt so unattainable. I was 17 now, still a virgin, in every sense of the word, except, perhaps, as it relates to purity. I was not pure, certainly. A pure girl, the girl my mother thinks I am, doesn’t have such thoughts, and certainly would not be laying in bed, noon of the day, with her dress hiked up so far above where it belongs, and her hand so busy. Pure, certainly not. My clitoris was full of ecstatic energy, each touch and rub bringing me closer. My left hand abandoned my breast, and went down, down, and penetrated me with its finger. I was wet— incredibly so— and my body was getting wetter, too, but with sweat with every passing second. I lunged in and out, gasping, and groaning, and circled, circled, circled. The robins were singing their song outside, as I sang the body electric inside— the song of myself, of my passion, and of my vitality and ecstasy. The sounds of the birds faded away, and my own sounds with it, leaving an absolutely imperceptible sound hanging in the air. A physical internal sound that drowned out all that was external. My hands quickened. Another finger inserted, and another, this one smaller, into another place. My body stiffened, but felt so lose, as a jolt of pure bliss engulfed me. It hit in a few waves, leaving me weak, and My body fell, almost lifeless, relaxing to the bed, where I laid for a moment. Read more »