Let me share with you the one time my wife sucked my best friend.
My Wife (34F) and i (34M) already had a cuckold experience with a friend but I was always in the same room, experiencing everything up close and participating as a trio.
My best friend (34M) didn’t know that we were into this lifestyle but already made some comments about my wife’s huge breasts and we noticed in the past he was staring at her cleavage..
Some days ago, out of nowhere, he sent her a message saying that he would be delighted to eat her pussy and see her cum,nothing else. We talked about it and we were both thrilled with the idea!
The “problem” was that he wanted to do it alone with her, and i had to stand outside while they do it.. I felt a little dizzy with the idea but decided to go ahead with it.
We met at his apartment and she was absolutely gorgeous with stockings, a laced body and a “easy to undress” dress so my friend could have no trouble finding her pussy and going ahead with his promise.
As soon as we reached his house I asked for a bottle of wine and, while I was expecting some small talk, he just said to me while getting close to my wife “We have some things to discuss in the bedroom, you will stay here and make yourself comfortable”… I grasped in shock with the idea of this really happening with me not participating or even seeing it.
In that moment I really thought I was going to faint or something like that.. it was almost unbearable but I managed to stay calm while they entered the bedroom and he closed the door (in my head it was like a castle door with 2 tons closing and separating me from what was about to happen), I grabbed a chair and sipped my wine while I heard him undressing her, commenting how gorgeous her breasts were and ordering her to stay on all fours in his bed. Most of the conversation I wasn’t able to hear but I could perfectly distinguish her moaning when he started licking/fingering her and a distint spank on her ass (I know how she loves both), and then hit on her ass, and more moaning from her and, finally, what I knew that was a orgasm from her…
Category: Erotica
My friends fucked my girlfriend [20][F]
All right fellas, here you go. I’ve been browsing this forum for some time now but this is my first time posting. I figured this would be a safe place to share stuff.
I wanted to share an experience that my girl and I had. I won’t use real names for obvious reasons. Her name was Avery. I’m 24 and she’s 20. We’ve been dating for almost 2 years now. I was born in Turkey but her family immigrated here from canada when she was really young. Her family is super cool and chill and open minded and had no issues with their daughter dating a Turkish guy.
Anyways, when this took place we had been dating for about 6 months and were very much in love. Summer was coming to an end and me and my buddies had planned to go to the cottage for a weekend. Ava was always super cool about me hanging out with my friends. She let me have my space and that’s one of the things I love about her. She was about to start another year of school and had spent much of her summer working and saving up money for tuition. I felt bad about leaving her by herself for the last week of summer but didn’t want to miss out on the cottage myself, so decided to bring her along. My friends were good with this as they really liked her too.
They say relationships eventually ‘lose the spark’, but…
The first time with someone is special because… well, because it’s the first time. Because it’s novel, because it’s new, because you’ve got those butterflies that you get when you’re about to do something worthwhile. Like the first time you open a new book or hear the first few notes of a new piece of music, the excitement is in not knowing quite what to expect. It’s a milestone, as well as an experience. I’ll never forget the first time I felt you inside me, or the first time you held me after as we panted and grinned together like idiots.
The next few times still carry some of that same special quality, and all as at the same time you’re slowly figuring each other out, getting more comfortable expressing what you want, having the enjoyment of getting better at it. There’s still that little bit of tentativeness, but that’s nice too, because it means you both care about getting it right.
Egg Hunting (tentacle sex erotica, egg laying for good measure :D)
Just a one shot. Please let me know what you think.
Mary was running for her life, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. In one hand she held her pistol, her fingers trembling around its grip. On the other, a small yet razor-sharp knife. Her breath was short and fast; her eyes were only able to register flashes of movement as she sprinted through the gloomy night. Her vision was blurring; the world was becoming a chaotic swirl of colors and sounds. She could hear the sounds of the monster behind her, and she knew that it was closing on her.
Suddenly, out of the shadows, something smothered her like a blanket of fear. Mary screamed, and the next thing she knew, she was off the ground and carried away in the monster’s tentacles. She kicked and screamed, her hands gripping her pistol and knife ever tighter. The tentacle wrapped around her wrist and pulled her arm back, and she brought up the pistol and fired. The weapon went off in the air, and the tentacle around her wrist loosened. She dropped the weapon, and it clattered to the ground. Her knife was still in her hand, and she brought it up and stabbed at the tentacle. The blade hit home, but the tentacle didn’t loosen its grip. She stabbed again and again, and the tentacle released her. She fell to the ground, panting, the adrenaline finally wearing off, and the air in her lungs burned with each breath. Mary stumbled trying to stand.
First time for both (Bi Guy)
I was home from my 3rd year in college and my neighbor was redoing his basement. He asked I wanted to help him do some painting and other minor things. He said he would pay me so I decided to help him out. He was a pretty cool guy. I had known him for years and done work here and there with him. He would help us out too sometimes.
It was summer so it was quite hot and he had not finished the air conditioning work because he was waiting to install the condenser. We sweat quite a bit even though both of us were wearing a tshirt and shorts. After the first day we decided to take our shirts off because it was so hot, didnt really help much, but we were just 2 guys working. He was hairy all over and I had was pretty hairy too, I remember him commenting on it the first time I took my shirt off. He said he had never felt comfortable taking his shirt off because he was so hairy, but didnt mind, seeing how hairy I was. Didnt bother me either way, I was just hot and sweaty.
The fall of the Dove (Fantasy) (super heroine) (BDSM)
Julia Hernandez, also known as “The Dove” is one of the most respected Super Heroines of all time, she was one of the first immigrant superheroes, she has some very “unique” set of superpowers, when she got to the age of 25 years old her body stopped aging, this because one of her superpowers is for her body to always be in her prime of its physical capacities, which also caused her to remain on her sexiness prime.
Her main superpower though is that she had extreme invulnerability and resistance to pain in all of her body, with no weak spots known (until now), her skin is completely bulletproof, it can’t be penetrated by knifes, arrows, axes, katanas or even chainsaws, she has received direct punches from villains with incredible super strength and she hasn’t been affected by thatShe started acting as a super heroine in the early 90’s, and she looks basically the same as she does now, she might have the mind of a 50 year old woman, but she looks like a beautiful fit 25 year old.
Kent is the leader of one of the worlds biggest criminal organizations (something similar to hydra from marvel), and lately The Dove has been interfering a lot with his activities, he has sent his best men to stop her, but nothing seems to harm her. The most his men could do was collect some of her DNA, which he gave to his best team of scientists and ordered them to find a way to beat the dove…. and it seems like they found it.
A Casual Night at Home (Part One)
Vanessa arrived home to find John sitting on the couch, the room dimly lit with lavender candles. There was a soft sound of music, almost too quiet to make out the lyrics.
On the table were two glasses of wine. He motioned for her to bring them over. She handed him the glass as he placed his hand gently on her hip and pulled her into his chest.
“I’ve been waiting for you all day. I have so many big plans for you tonight.”
She could feel him already starting to get hard. She blushed, very slightly, but didn’t answer.He motioned for her to sit on the couch, pulled her legs over his lap, and began to run his hands over them while they drank.
He looked at her in her pretty dress and paused. “You know what I want tonight? I want to watch you beg. I’ve been thinking it about all afternoon.”
She sipped her wine while he started to run his hands up her thighs toward her pussy. He began to lightly touch and graze her clit as he worked his hands over her panties. She let out a tiny gasp and then paused to take a sip of her wine.
In the Closet, Chapter 11 [mm] [fm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]
[Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/100qr7e/in_the_closet_chapter_10_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)
***KEITH***
Fucking hell, why’d it have to be now?
If my ex Marie had come into town two weeks ago she still would’ve been unwelcome, but it would’ve been manageable. Now, though… The way Zach had looked at me was still burned into my mind, and I felt like throwing up. Instead, I swallowed the bile and got out of my rideshare, looking at the front of Josie’s Bar.
“My man!” Cliff greeted with spread arms, but lost some of his enthusiasm as I spaced out while staring at the facade. “Yo K, you good, bro?”
I snapped out of it with a sniff and smirked as I walked up to him. “You know it,” I replied, and we did our usual bro hug.
“You just seem off your game, na’ mean?”
“Just a little bit,” I chuckled, before tilting my chin toward the inside of the bar. “They already here?”
“Yeah, yeah. Go on, head on in.” He waved me in, and I could already see the guys at our usual spot in the back, along with a stunning woman in a red tube dress that hugged her curves so tightly they threatened to spill out.
I got fingered on a train [26F]
I thought I’d share another one of my favorite memories from my trips last year.
I was exhausted and as soon as we got on the train I quickly fell asleep and rested my head against the guys sitting next to me. He was one of the shyest people in his group and didn’t talk much, but he was cute. It got chilly so I took a blanket out of my backpack and covered us both, and started to doze off when I felt his hand on my thigh.
I looked at him and without saying anything he smirked at me and winked while his hand opened my zipper. I looked around and everyone else was deep asleep, or maybe pretending to be asleep. I don’t know why, but the idea of getting fingered while surrounded by all these people was perfect so I let him.
He slipped his hand inside my panties and began to play with my clit. I had to bite my lips to avoid making a sound. His finger around my labia and clit was soooo good I didn’t want him to stop. When he finally put one finger inside my pussy I had to hide behind his neck and pressed my lips against him I almost wanted to scream.
‘Acceptance’
After his divorce, Joe found himself back in the awkward world of online dating. It was strange to be ‘on the market’ again after the long hiatus. The single world changed drastically in his absence. The dramatic shift in frankness made him feel old and out-of-place. He chatted with a number of interesting ladies but there were no meaningful connections; at least not at first. On a number of occasions he was genuinely stunned that some of them revealed highly intimate, sexual preferences almost immediately.
It simply wasn’t anything he expected to learn about anyone he’d just met. Certainly not lurid details like that from prospective lovemaking partners. He barely knew these people! It was startling to witness total strangers being so candid about deeply personal, intimate matters on the very first date. It was a brand new era of full disclosure and direct sexual openness, apparently.
Joe assumed at this later stage in their lives, they were finally comfortable expressing what they truest desired in relationships, and more importantly, in the bedroom. On the surface it made sense. Being fully upfront saved valuable time about relevant things. Regardless, he was still taken aback by their candid forthrightness. One particularly shocking desire kept reoccurring in their unexpurgated conversations.