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How did we get here? [MF]

This is a fantasy based on a previous encounter, if it had gone a little differently…

We had been friends, growing closer. While I adored him and wanted more, I never thought he would be interested. I’m not as feminine as his usual type, and I’m certainly not experienced. I don’t think he’s aware that I’m a virgin, but he may just find out soon enough.

For the past couple weeks we’ve been discussing sex more. Favorite porn searches, biggest kinks and those of which we’d want to try if given the chance, I had assumed this was merely because we’ve been getting closer as friends. All seemed as normal as my other friendships, until one night. I was feeling particularly brave and decided to take a picture. I wasn’t sure how I felt about nudes, so it was simply just my breasts in a bra. I was surprised he responded immediately, wanting to see more. Unsure of what to do, I suggested we hang out the next day and if I’m comfortable he could see more. Read more »

The Goddess (F30), the Playboy (M33), and the Driver (M38) (OC. Not looking for feedback.)

She walked up to Zeph in a green sweater dress, purple thigh-high stockings, and grey-heeled boots. She propped her firm ass on the edge of his desk. His ice-blue eyes looked her up and down, settling at the hem of her dress. Pushing his chair back, he grabs her hand, pulling her gently off the desk. Standing before him, she runs her fingers through his hair as his hands start to snake up her thighs and under her dress. A slight moan escapes her lips as he squeezes her thigh.

“Lock the door.” He all but demands. Like a good girl, she does what she’s told. “Take it off.” He demands. She pulls the dress off, leaving her in nothing but her stockings and boots. He stops, taking her in. Her long, dark, silky locks fell over her shoulders, and she had firm breasts with hard, rosy pink nipples. Her flat stomach was marked only with freckles, down her lower belly to her waxed mound, and then up again to her violet eyes, dark with desire.
“Sit.” He tells her. She walks over to his desk and sits, her long legs dangling over the edge.
“Lay back.” He tells her. She does, raising her arms over her head and gripping the desk. Zeph runs his hand up her stomach, between her breasts, and back over her center before pulling away. Being tall has its perks. She puts her feet on the desk, opening her legs further. Pulling himself forward, he begins to nibble on her thighs, alternating between each one, getting closer and closer to her center. Read more »

A perfect puzzle for you [BDSM] [Hypno]

Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
I have a perfect puzzle for you
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-dee
If you are wise, you’ll listen to me

What do you get when you goon away?
Watching porn on your phone as you lay
What are you at getting so blue balled?
Do you even know what orgasms are called?

I love the look of it

Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-da
If you’re not greedy, you will go far
You will live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa doom-pa-dee-do

Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
I have another puzzle for you
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-da-dee
If you are wise, you’ll listen to me

Spirals are fine when it’s once in a while,
They keep you blank with a big smile.
But it’s needy, pathetic and fun
To stare all day until you’re dumb.

It’s so pretty isn’t it?

Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-da
Given good swirls, you will go far
You will live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa doom-pa-dee-do

Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
I have another puzzle for you
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-da-dee
If you are wise, you’ll listen to me Read more »

NNN Day:15 I Died And God Gave Me Cheat codes.[M22xF30][Paizuri][Boobjob][FaceFucking][cum covered fucking][cum in mouth][doggy style][filled up][creampie][elf girl]

“Fuck I’m late.” I exposited.

I was running to work, my stupid car broke down. I hate cities. I hate that I had to move here. Stupid job. My suit was hot, why did this happen during the fucking summer?

I turned a corner and sprinted down the sidewalk, bumping some people along the way. I got called some nasty things but didn’t have time to apologize.

I turned another corner, the last street before my job, I had maybe five minutes left to make it. There was a crowd of people fawning at something. I grunted and just kept running.

As I made my way through the gathering crowd, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I stopped running to look down at blood running down my chest. A gaping bullet wound shining through my white undershirt.

“Oh.”

And the world went black.

I woke up later. Not in a hospital, but in someone’s apartment. It was shoddy, horribly decorated, and smelled awful. I was sitting on a secondhand couch that was torn to shreds from one thing or another. Read more »

Claimed [F/F] (Collaring) (Bootlicking) (Disability)

I pushed the luggage cart down the hall to our room, you following close behind. I’d made sure to get an accessible room from the get-go, and they gave us one on the ground level, though the view from our windows was going to be the least of my interests during this trip.

We reached the door of room 107 and after some quick negotiation with the keycard, I pushed the heavy rack into the cool darkness of what would be our home for the next week.
Then after holding the door propped with my foot for you to roll in, I let it close, leaving us alone.

Once I turned to face you, my demeanor changed. What had been warm and eager was now cold and sharp.

“Do you have the strength to kneel?”
You looked at me with shock. Taken aback by my abrupt change, no doubt.

“W-w-what?”
“Do you, have the strength, to kneel?” I repeated, voice gaining an edge of impatience.
“I-I-I-yes.”
“Kneel.”

While you set about making your way to the floor, I walked to the luggage rack. After some searching through my bag, my hands took hold of the cool leather. Read more »

[MF] The Wedding Plan: Something Old [cheating] [BDSM] [DDlg] [cuck] [brainwashing]

Something old, something new. Something borrowed, something blue.

You forgot one, didn’t you?

Something old.

Your future Mother-in-Law gave you something. Maybe that counts? And you already forgot where you put it. Send Alicia to find it. She’s a good bridesmaid and probably isn’t planning on getting fucked by a groomsman tonight.

Definitely don’t send Bethany. That bitch-of-honor fucked up your bachlorette party bad. Just a weak, tame mess.

Bethany didn’t know you during your slut phase. But I did.

I know exactly what kind of slut you are, don’t I?

You started with random hook-ups with college bros. Boys your age. They were fine. Cute. Nice cocks and hey, some of them even managed to last more than 5 minutes. Good for them.

Only you got curious, and you started poking around the internet. Such a naughty slut.

The fantasies escalated. BDSM. Rope. Spanking. Older men. Exhibitionism. Degradation. Just masturbating to these ideas made your clit throb. What if you actually met up with someone and tried it?

One night with me. It was supposed to be one night, right?

And I taught you what a filthy slut you really are. Read more »

Anal adventures with my man and a 19yr old guy [FMM]

Five or six weeks after the experience we had with a cute redhead, my man (39) and I (36) were out of town when we met this 19yr old college kid at a swingers party. He was a muscular blonde white guy, very handsome, so I asked my man if we could play with him that night, he said yes and took him with us to our hotel room. We got naked and, after the guys kissed and licked almost every inch of my body, I got down on my knees and started to suck their cocks.

I was really horny and loved the way the guys were getting more excited with my blowjobs. The kid grabbed my head and made me swallow his cock all the way to his balls, and his moans turned me on even more. I have to say something in this part of the story, he wasn’t my first young guy, he was actually my third, but he made me experience some new things for the first time. Read more »

Turning the Babysitter Into a Good Girl, Chapter 2 [slow burn] [18 year old] [good girl] [shy] [virgin] [sexy dad] [smoldering] [coming of age] [teen romance] [age gap] [Dom sub] [long story] [multiple chapters]

[Read Chapter One here!](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ysv1bw/turning_the_babysitter_into_a_good_girl_chapter_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)

We left our main character hidden in the closet, freaking out upon seeing the sexy undressed dad of the kid she’s babysitting. He unknowingly approaches where she’s hiding…

[Note: All teens are 18+]

My thoughts can barely form before I hear the soft creak of the closet door opening. I scramble to a standing position, already exclaiming an “I’m SO sorry-” as he lurches back with an abrasive “What the fuck??” I start again. “I’m SO sorry, Mr…. umm… James… I’m playing hide and seek with Jacob, and I thought it would be okay to hide here if I didn’t touch anything and I promise I didn’t touch anything and-”

James interrupts my run-on sentence with a lifted hand. “It’s all right. I understand. You just… surprised me.” In that moment I realize this man, this… *masculine, sexy, golden-skinned specimen* is standing right in front of me, wearing only a thin t-shirt and tight boxer briefs. *Ah yes, that soft fabric in the drawer*, I remember, flushing with a desire to touch them again, this time the ones in front of me. I bite my bottom lip to stop an involuntary sigh from escaping. Then, to complete the deluge on my senses, there’s a rustle of trees beyond the window, and the breeze carries his scent to me. I deeply breathe in notes of musk and warm woods, and whatever magical mixture comprises an alluring cologne. Boys at school wear Axe body spray or Abercrombie, which, despite how much people make fun of it, is actually all right in moderation. But this… *Oh. This is truly intoxicating.* Read more »

Camping

The campground we chose was one in the mountains of the next state over, remote enough that we could take a walk in the woods without seeing another person unless we chose to. A creek ran through the campground, babbling in a pleasing way that satisfied something deep in us that loved nature.

We set up the tent together, a team in sync with each other, laying out the stakes, standing it up, filling it with our bags of clothes, air mattresses, and the assortment of things we’d brought to make bedtime its own adventure.

The campground office had bundles of firewood and I bought extra, piling them neatly at the side of the camp site by the fire pit while you gathered sticks and brush for kindling. Each time one of us walked past the other it was with a moment’s hesitation to lean in for a kiss and a quick butt grab before continuing on our task. Read more »