We catch each other’s eyes from across the room and smile at each other. The chemistry is instant. You’re wearing a green backless dress that is rather form fitting. We are introduced by our mutual friend, we start off with small talk. The usual, where are you from, what do you do, how do you know so-and-so. We part ways and throughout the night keep catching each other’s eyes. It’s well into the reception and I work up the courage to ask you to dance. The band is playing some Motown song and I break out my best moves. My hand is on your waist and I spin you out and bring you back in. I misjudge the speed in which you are coming back toward me and you hit me harder than imagined. My hand and forearm stretch up your back to steady us both and your muscles tighten. I say, “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to slam into you so hard”, you look at me and bite your lip slightly and say, “Wait until I ask you too next time” and you curl the corner of your mouth up and walk off. Leaving me with an erection
Category: Erotica
My Last Hurrah in the Adirondacks pt 1. [F/M] [Outdoors] [Age-gap] [Public] [Slow burn] [hookup]
The sun was rising over the Adirondacks as Sara drove through the winding roads of the High Peaks Wilderness Preserve. The notably aged but steadfast toyota crossover belonged to her friend Maggie, who was back at the cottage the two rented for the weekend. It was the week after labour day and the summer rush was winding down for tourists, the leaves had not yet begun to change bringing in the next wave. Avoiding crowds and getting a discount vacation was a win win for both girls. However, the victories ended there as they realised they left the ice at the gas station on the way and thus the food in their cooler had been sitting too long at a suboptimal temperature. It was Maggie’s mistake but she insisted it would be fine. She was mistaken. The previous night for dinner she decided to cook the hamburgers they had brought with them, Sarah had opted for a premade salad, slightly wilted by the heat but at least she did not wake up this morning with food poisoning. Though Maggie would deny it was food poisoning, instead claiming to be hungover from drinking too many beers at the roadhouse not far from their cottage.
Interactive story from a woman’s perspective
This is a story that is interactive in a way. It has instructions for any ladies reading to masturbate along with it. Read slowly, really imagine the scene. The more you keep to the instructions, the more fun you’ll have. What you’ll need: just your hand. If you have a vibrator, great. If not, it’s no problem, you’ll have fun anyway. Instructions are in brackets.
I hope you enjoy the story!
(Start by getting naked, on your bed, legs wide apart, as exposed as you can. Slowly rub your clit, add moisture if you need. If you’re feeling super slutty, suck your fingers and make them nice and sloppy. If you’re not feeling that, do it anyway)
Learning the Family History with my Mom (19 M) [incest]
It had been three days since I saw the photograph. Three days since my mother, pale as dying ghost, snatched the picture from my hand and said, “we’ll talk about it later.” Suddenly it was later. My heart raced when I heard her voice through my bedroom door, and my cock jumped. “Can I come in?”
My brain had to win out over my body here. I took a deep breath, trying not to suddenly get hard knowing my mom was coming in to have a conversation about what I saw. I was a mature 19 year old man with at least some experience with women. I should be able to control myself.
“Yeah, come in.” So far so good. The door opened and she smiled at me, wearing a loose t-shirt and faded old jeans, nothing crazy. I could do this. But then, I saw the photograph, in her hand as she closed the door behind her despite the fact that both my sister and I were out of the house. She sat down next to me on the edge of my bed as I set the controller in my hand down, trying my best to keep calm. This was normal, no big deal. Until suddenly it wasn’t.
Pleasure Island – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.12 [f/f][20s-30s][public groping]
12.
Tess had to find Jennifer and tell her the news about Marcus. She wasn’t sure, but she felt like her bikini was soaked again, and decided to go for a walk to cool down a bit. She past a cute couple here and there flirting or kissing, but didn’t see any outright sex. It was still early, and she was sure things would kick up a notch as evening approached.
There were quite a number of people gathered about now, and Tess had her eye on one or two that she might like to get to know better.
Tess spotted Jennifer near the main house, to the left of a set of wide stairs that led to the large wrap around porch. She was with a small group, sipping a drink and laughing at something one of the others said.
For a moment, Tess just watched the interaction from behind a large palm. A topless blonde who seemed to be doing all the talking, stood directly across from Jennifer, her tanned breasts, much too round and perky to be real. A skinny, creepy looking guy in a speedo stood beside her. He payed absolutely no attention to what the woman was saying, but instead, kept his eyes fixed on Jennifer, who looked as though she was doing all she could to avoid eye contact.
[FM] We Just Met, But We Can Still Fuck on the Couch
You would never guess, but I am actually extremely shy around people I don’t know. Especially when the topic of sex comes up.
I was 18 and just moved into my roommate Stacey’s apartment. We had met a few times before, but she was more a friend of a friend rather than a “friend”. Thankfully, we get along great. That’s good for many reasons, but a big one is that I moved a little way away from home so most of my current friend group is hers.
Ron, Stacey and I had just got done smoking when someone knocked on the door and then walked in on their own. The guy was tall and black and, he looked around Ron’s age. I noticed right away that he was a good dresser. He had a beautiful smile. I also couldn’t help but notice his arms threatening to burst his shirt sleeves. It actually startled me a bit because I wasn’t expecting anyone to be coming over, but I quickly realized it was Ron’s friend. I smiled and waved awkwardly from my big chair with too many pillows when they introduced me.
[Theseus] Pt. 2 – The Witch of Lenvett – Pt. 1 [F20s] [M20s] [Succubus] [Story-based]
[Prologue](https://www.reddit.com/r/TheAlenaArchive/comments/yevped/theseus_prologue_a_hunters_compassion/) | [The Alena Archive](https://www.reddit.com/r/TheAlenaArchive/)
Deep in the woods surrounding the quiet, rural town of Lenvett, a small cloaked figure could occasionally be spotted as they darted between the long, near-infinite shadows that veiled the large, dark forest.
During the day, this area of the woods was bright, and vividly alight with the bright autumnal colors of the changing fall leaves. This late, however, the light from the low evening sun cast an eerie glow that shifted as the tall branches swayed in the wind, making even the shadows of the quiet forest seem alive. Any other time and it would be off-putting, but for now, it provided excellent cover for Chasè’s small figure, just as the rustling of leaves from the trees above muffled his small, quiet steps.
He tightened his cloak as a breeze swept past him, the cool night air gently tugging at his clothes, as if it was wiser than him, trying to pull him away from this place. He hated the cold, but it was still more exciting than office work—*usually,* at least.
New Years Eve at my gf Amy’s house. Part 1. My gf Amy tells me a story about her hot past. (MMMMFF 19)
I called my gf, Amy after my interesting threesome with Mary and Josie and told Amy all about it. Amy said, “Do you want me to dress like a kitty?”
I said, “um…holy shit…maybe…yes..”
Amy laughed and said, “I can’t wait to see you on Friday at my New Year’s Eve party. What time are you guys driving up?”
I said, “I think Mary and Josie said we could leave early. They want to get up to your house and claim a good bedroom.”
Amy said, “There’s enough bedrooms for everyone. It’s not going to be that many people.”
I said, “Who is coming?”
Amy said, “It’s just you, me, Mary, Josie, Sarah, Hyun and a friend of mine from high school.”
I said, “Am I the only guy at this party?”
Amy chuckled and said, “You are indeed. I thought it would be weird bringing in other people when all of us have sex together.”
I said, “But, what about your high school friend?”
Amy nervously said, “Well, she kind of invited herself. Don’t get me wrong she is a good friend. I just don’t know what she will think of all of us girls fooling around and I don’t know there’s some other things.”
I (M) reacted on my colleagues (F) wrong social media story – Part 4
“TEASE!”, my mind screamed. Linda was fully aware what she was doing. It was apparent that it was her plan all along. Toying with me – she had to know what effect it would have on me. I was frozen in shock, yet a throbbing heat made me unbearably stiff. Amongst the three there was some banter back and forth. I didn’t register what – my mind was engulfed with burning lust. That bite, that wink. I wanted her. I needed her. I had to have her…
“Dave? Hello? Earth calling! Haha, rough morning, do you need more coffee?”. Mike and Kelly laughed. Linda had a sly smile which I only saw. “Yeah, Sorry. Mornin’ Mike, Kelly – I didn’t sleep well and spaced out. Haha”. Shut the fuck up Mike and Leave now with Kelly – I thought. I gave them a nod and smile, not standing for obvious reasons. Fuck, my pants were tight.
It felt as if the meeting dragged and lasted forever. I commented here and there – chiming in. This was all pointless bullshit. I glanced as often as I could at Linda without seeming to obvious to Mike and Kelly. Linda definitely noticed this. She would play with her hair, stretch herself (heaving her breasts) and rest her fingers on her lips as if she was thinking of something. My heart was pounding, I was restless but had to keep my composure.
Blackmailed into submission by a close friend [19M] [18F] [Blackmail] [D/s] [Blowjob] [Deepthroat] [Dialogue] [Excerpt]
“When I call, you are to answer me- the first time,” he said. His voice wasn’t angry, but it wasn’t its usual easy tone either. Katie couldn’t find her own voice. “Do you understand?”
She struggled to speak, finally choking out a soft “yes”.
“Good girl. I will be in your apartment in a half hour. Make sure the door is unlocked.” With that, he ended the call.
Katie sat in stunned silence, her body shaking. She had gone the whole day without seeing Jack, but she should’ve known that it meant nothing- he knew where she lived. She unlocked the door, hoping that if she did as he asked he would be reasonable. She started to formulate a plan in her mind to talk to him- remind him of their friendship, ask for mercy. He likely just got caught up in the moment last night, lost in his own hurt- he would be more reasonable today. Katie repeated that to herself until she almost believed it.
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