I never believed in romance and love, I thought they were overrated. Commercialized as everything else, forced in a capitalist society just to please everyone else rather than ourselves. That’s why I always hit it off with a girl from the club or a bar. Just casual sex, no strings attached. Love was not really my thing. I couldn’t feel it and I can’t feel it now either.
When covid came I had to change my methods. The clubs were closed, bars were empty and i was left without sex for more than a year. Things were not getting any better, tinder isn’t even so appealing to people anymore. They were afraid that they might catch the disease if they met with another person. So I just hit it off alone. But porn isn’t enough. Porn has no emotion, it just feeds my emotions when blood rushes to my dick. Everyone was online but this meant more trust issues than ever.
I tried camsites. Just the typical ones. Trying to see if all the desperate people in the comments ever get a real reply from the girls or if it’s just the girls typing to an empty screen. Tipped some of them even, took some of them to private mode. If you’ve ever used these websites before then you know what I mean. I tried to satisfy what felt like an endless urge to have sex and release the hormones that i was trapped in. But even this way it just felt emotionless, and it enhanced my initial thought of the capitalist society even more. At times I couldn’t even cum. No matter how much I forced it, I just couldn’t reach an orgasm.
Until one day I saw an ad of one of the premium sites with cam girls. The ones that you have to pay before you do anything. The ones that brought the most disgust to me but at the same time because the situation I was in intrigued me into thinking that there might be something more premium in there. The idea of something more exclusive and unique, the idea that I was going to pay before watching anything and the fact that it was not available to everyone, I don’t know why but it just made me curious. Maybe I was just extremely horny. But I had nothing to lose at that point. I was working when I saw the ad, so I just registered and thought I was going to look at it later. Soon enough I received an email, then a notification, then a message. Everything that I was expecting to happen was happening step after step, one after the other. I forgot about it and went back to working.
At night I opened the website and started searching through the girls, just looking at anyone that could potentially satisfy me. I did pay for the damn service so why not make my money worth it.
I obviously can’t mention the site or the girl here, but let’s call her Lisa. I was scrolling through all of the girls just trying to find one that would inspire my horniness, and then I saw a photo of her. Brunette, 22, looking for a good time, Lisa. Typical, I thought. I sent her a message:
“Hey Lisa”, I said. “So are you having a good time?”
“Hey handsome”, she said. “I am having a good time now. What are you up to?”
“Not much. Just chilling. Would love to have someone chilling with me”
“Are you horny hun?” she said? “Call me with your camera on and i can satisfy any of your fantasies”
Ha I thought. It was the typical reply that I was getting from every other girl, on every other website which pissed me off. I don’t know why, but it just made me angry. Was this the premium service they were offering? I know that it’s only her job and I am only here looking for whatever everyone else is looking for but I still could not forget about it. It could be that she was good looking as well and I just couldn’t understand why she needed this job in the first place. My emotions at this point switched from horny to angry to disappointed for so many different reasons. So i replied:
“Listen Lisa, if that is even your real name. I understand that you are only doing your job here and you are not really looking for a good time but don’t use the typical BS you tell everyone else with me. I am here for a good time but don’t treat me like a robot. I have been to other sites like every other man on this website and I don’t think anyone likes hearing the same pitch every time. So be a little more creative next time. Besides, have you ever seen a robot having sex?”
To which the reply was nothing…so I chatted with another girl, joined her on a webcam and masturbated my anger to sleep.
To my surprise, two days later I got a reply from Lisa. In she mentioned that she would like to talk to me via camera. Heh, I thought, this must be the first time anybody has spoken to her this way. She probably wants to swear at me and show me that she is an independent woman doing everything she loves blah blah blah. So i said “sure. Let me get off work and i will message you”
And there I was, laying on the couch after work, thinking that I was going to pay for a premium cam site because I insulted one of their girls just to have her scream and swear at me. I did insult her which she did not deserve so i messaged her first and made it sound as pathetic as ever “Ready when you are”
She called me and we both had our cameras on. But we didn’t speak for the first 10 seconds, we just looked at each other, awkwardly, thinking what one earth are we both doing right now? So I just spit out “Are we about to argue on a cam site? Can’t we just do it for free? I’ll give you my number” and we both burst out laughing. It made the awkwardness disappear and the conversation took a whole new turn. We talked for two straight hours which cost me a fortune of course but it was the first time i was in a cam site, talking to a girl about anything else but sex. It was the first time I felt just a little something inside. Like excitement. Could because she was really pretty and it was a cam site, which made me believe that no one had ever done this before. She explained to me why she was doing everything that she was doing, how she was making all these money from her being on camera and from all the videos she uploaded, along with her studies at university, her dreams and her family who were in another city 3 hours away and I just could not have enough of it. She even told me that with every new video she uploaded on the site she got a crazy amount of money.
Next day I got a message from her. She sent me her number and I just could not wait to get off work to call her. I started not recognizing myself. I called her in the afternoon and we talked for hours. She wasn’t even online on the site anymore. I was starting to catch emotions for the first time from a place I would have never imagined.
Same thing happened day after day until one day I said “it must be hard being a cam girl” as a joke. And she replied “Well if you come over i can show you how hard it really is!” It was the only time I felt something deep inside. It was very strange to me at first but it just felt nice. Two days later I was at her apartment which was ironically 2 blocks away from my house. Ha I thought to myself, I really did meet a girl near me.
I had the best sex I ever had in my entire life. We would go on and on all night, trying one sex position after the other, filled with emotions, laughter and love. She could make my dick work in ways that I didn’t think were even possible. I could lift her in my arms fuck her standing up, next minute she is bending over on the bed, then we are on the floor with her riding my dick and pushing it deep inside of her. We would bang on the kitchen table, on the sofas on the balcony on the rooftop on the stairs, in the bathroom, in the elevator, we had sex in every single place possible and in every different angle that was ever invented. I was having the best time of my life and my feelings were for once lit up as a fire.
She wanted to leave the industry and work on another thing just to make some money. She didn’t really like the idea of what she was doing. But she had to go back to her family so that she could save up on rent and she was going to do this over the weekend. I was getting more and more excited with everything I heard coming out from her mouth. It looked like I just might have found the person I want to be with for the rest of my life.
Over the weekend, I was laying on the couch watching a movie when I got a notification on my phone from the website where I had met her. It was from another girl, repeating the same pitch that I once heard. Brunette, 20, looking for a good time, Suzie. Same thing all over again. I thought I should deactivate my account. But right next to the settings button, the notifications bell was lit up with 6 different notifications from my favorite girl Lisa. 6 new videos were uploaded on the site from Lisa, all starring me but not showing my face. And my feelings went numb again. I just could not feel anything but pain. It took me a few days before I was finally able to calm my emotions and think everything clearly. I knew what I had to do to go through this. I had not spoken to Lisa from the day she supposedly went back to her family’s house. So I just picked up the phone and typed
“Hey Suzie”, “So are you having a good time?”
Category: Erotica
Looking for a fic
So I read this one a while ago and can’t remember what it’s called. But I remember the premise of it.
There’s this guy who can hop between universes and as he goes along he can see if any given women is compatible with him this results in a massive harem of course. If any one needs more details I’m pretty sure I can think of a few more
[36F] I know you are still thinking about me.
Yeah. You. The guy I saw at the restaurant that night. I was sitting there in a pair of running shorts and a tank top. No panties. No bra. At the little bar stools near the windows. Texting a woman I was sexing that you were looking at my tits.
I was really opening my legs for you to look. Before my shower and before I was here showing you my pussy I was backed up on a toy. Stuck to the washer. I was bent over and fucking it from behind. My tits swinging, moaning a little. It felt so good to cum.
Now after I leave here. Knowing that you are going to jerk off to the hot mom you saw at the restaurant. I’m going to fuck myself again. Thinking about where I might let you cum.
Dreaming of a HOT Christmas – ALL PARTS [MMF] [MF]
I wrapped my hands around the warm mug, the scent of cinnamon and mulled wine floating upwards, and watched the snow falling outside. There was already a thick blanket of white covering the outside world, although the snow had eased up into a steady stream of delicate flakes. I took a sip of mulled wine and let it warm me from the inside out.
“Picturesque, isn’t it?” Julia spoke from behind me. “A proper white Christmas.”
“It is,” I agreed, turning to smile at her.
Julia’s house was like something out of a magazine; her open plan living room and kitchen was wood-panelled and tastefully decorated, even with all the Christmas wreaths and fairy lights. A large, red-brick fireplace stood proudly in the middle of the room, the open flame dancing hypnotically and making the whole place cosy and warm.
“Thank you again for having me round,” I settled down on the sofa, nestled amongst the many blankets.
“Don’t worry about it. I’d much rather have you here than either of us being alone for Christmas,” Julia’s eyes crinkled as she smiled at me. She was older than me but carried it extremely well; there was an elegance to her features and a self-confidence that I admired.
[UNFINISHED] Beginning of a horror/erotica piece. He face fucks me in the shower [MF] [Rough]
As I lay drifting in and out of consciousness, West was awoken by the filtered light coming through the grey black-out curtains. He slowly crept out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom door cracked open and could hear the water hitting his skin. I could feel the hot steam seep out and it made me want to stay cuddled up.
But I craved being in the shower with him.
I slowly got up and slid my silk shorts and top off. I tiptoed to the bathroom and quietly slipped into the steam-filled bathroom.
I slowly pulled back the curtain and stepped into the warm shower. The soap was sliding down his back as he rinsed his hair. I slid my hands up his muscular back and pressed my cold body against him.
Whispering, “I needed you in here with me” He turned, facing me.
Despite being in the water, I felt soaked.
He started kissing and nibbling on my neck and I moaned softly.
I reached down and gripped his hard cock in my soft, small hands. I moved my hands gracefully, jerking him off as he made eye contact. The soapy water mix made my hands slide easily on his thick, throbbing 7-inch cock.
REAL post football sex M(33) F(29)
For context, my fiance and I create a bit of a sex diary/calendar where we note the days/times we have sex, who initiated, positions, locations, etc.The calendar is a shared Google calendar. If it is particularly memorable for either of us, we write more about it and share those written stories on our anniversary each month. We decided it might be fun to share and read responses, so here are my M(33), at the time, notes from a fall trip to the beach. We would love to continue the series trading between perspectives if there is a positive response. These are not edited for grammar etc as they are typically quickly scribbled onto our phones the next day.
Kylie and the Roommate Ch. 02 [CHEATING]
*Author Note: This story (and the chapters that follow) contain heavy elements of cheating. I realize that this is not an enjoyable fantasy for everyone, so please skip this story if that sort of thing bothers you.*
Chapter 2
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(Daniel)
I got back from work and Kylie and Jason were already home. It looked like Kylie had just gotten in as well, as she was just putting down her purse and taking off her jacket. She was clearly in a better mood today than she was yesterday.
Her and Jason were laughing about something that must have been said before I entered. It was good to see them finally getting along. It’s been a frustrating few weeks for Kylie, between her job search and Jason moving in, and she wore her emotions on her sleeve. Unfortunately, it often came across as hostility towards Jason. But maybe she was finally warming up to him.
“Hey sweetie, you seem happy?” I said, looking over at her. She looked beautiful as always, but it had been a while since I had seen her smile. “Good news from the recruiter?”
New Years with my Father’s Boss pt1 [age gap][+18]
Just an idea I’m playing with to see where it goes. Also on my phone so sorry if there are any formatting issues.
“If everyone would like to step outside, I have a l surprise for you all.”
Delighted smiles and enthusiastic murmuring fill the luxuriously decorated foyer. It’s just gone twenty to midnight, new years eve, a little surprise outside can only mean one thing. Fireworks. If Xavier Holmes has spent half as much money on the fireworks display as he has with everything else, then it will certainly be a spectacle. But that’s not what has my heartbeat racing. No, it’s the way his eyes lock onto mine as he addresses the room. The way he says ‘I have a surprise for you’ as if it were only us two in the room, as if the hundred odd other Holmes X employees weren’t here with us; including my mum and dad.
Dazed and confused, if not more than a little excited, my feet stay fixed to the marble floor as the party goers ebb around me, heading straight to the wide open patio doors and out onto the perfectly manicured lawn, illuminated by fairylights strung up along the trees, and the dim light of the stars. Compliantly obeying the orders of their firm yet benevolent boss.
The New Year’s Eve Party (Part 2 of 2)…(Christmas Party Swap continued) [M/F 20s-30s, swingers, cuckold, cheating]
“Hey, you sexy motherfuckers!” Aly’s voice rang across the classic lobby of the historic downtown hotel.
It was New Year’s Eve, and the lobby was teeming with men and women dressed to the nines, in tuxes, suits, and classic gowns.
The six of us—My wife and I, along with Ben, Alex, Aly, and Margot—had decided to get together again. (It was the first time we had seen each other since our Christmas party couples swap.)
“Let’s get fucking naked!” Aly announced in the lobby to everyone within earshot. Some couples turned to look at us, more than a little curious, while others ignored us and went about their business.
“Jesus, Aly,” Ben said, trying to gain some semblance of control—Clearly no one had drank as much as Aly at this point, though we had all been pre-gaming for a couple of hours now. “Let’s go up to our room and plan this whole ordeal out.”
We entered Ben and Alex’s room, and we all jumped as a cork popped from a champagne bottle—Aly held the bottle and laughed as champagne flowed over the sides onto the carpet, and the rest of us knew, whether we allowed ourselves to know it fully or not—that the night was going to be one for the books.
[FM] It’s just a little nursing… right? [Incest], [Swallowing], [Big tits], [Nursing]
Hey everybody! Here’s part 2 of my current run of stories for other redditors. If you missed part 1, you can take a read here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zvc2i8/fm_catching_her_son_jacking_off_and_not_looking/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button
As always, happy to hear from anyone and get feedback and I’m always looking for new work to write. So let me know! DM’s open!
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The next several days went by in a blur. Jenny worked from home normally and Drew took classes online, so they were alone together all the time. Two more times since the first, She’d caught her son jacking off his cock in his bedroom with the door cracked open. Does he leave it open intentionally? Ran through her mind. She always shook the thought away, but only momentarily. When she was working, she couldn’t help but slide her hand into her sopping wet pussy and ram herself over and over again to the thought of Drew. When her husband was home, she practically jumped him when the kids went to bed, sucking and riding his cock like she’d never done before, dreaming it was Drews, and drinking all of his hot cum.
That’s it. She’d made up her mind and once she did that, there was no going back.
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