I went out and fucked all night [23F] [F/M] [orgasm] [cum] [teasing] [creampie]

My boyfriend and I had been dating for a while before he broke things off with me a few weeks ago. I asked around my buddy group since I was depressed and looking for approval and learned about a party taking place at a friend’s friend’s house that evening. I then got an invite.

At this celebration, there were probably about 50 guests or more. There was a ton of alcohol, loud music, vacant bedrooms, and lots of gorgeous men and women. I only wore flip flops, a tube blouse that is obviously too tight, and a far too short skirt with no underwear when I got ready. I added a buttplug as an added bonus for anyone who peered beneath my skirt.

I felt like a complete slut when I arrived at the party since I had the most exposed flesh and the majority of the males were staring at me. I made the most of this and used every chance to show them what was underneath my skirt. I danced with a couple guys while rubbing my naked pussy against their legs or hips. Even a small moist mark on the guy’s calf was left by me;

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The Hearths of Blairmoor pt. 3 [F/M] [Passionate] [Femdom] [Power exchange] [switch] [Moody] [Fantasy] [kidnapping]

[part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/y1u86h/a_story_for_the_spooky_season_the_hearths_of/)
[part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y30qju/the_hearths_of_blairmoor_pt_2_fm_passionate_solo/)

She pulled off her chemise, exposing her naked body to the air, the cold wind blowing from the open window made her nipples harden while the fire behind her warmed her back. To her enhanced senses this was a bizarre but euphoric experience in and of itself, but not why she was in Lord Marcian’s chamber.

She pulled at his shirt, ripping it as it came off and began to undo the lacing on the front of his trousers. He took over the job, fumbling with the drawstrings as she leaned in to kiss him. His dark lips, like hers, were cold to the touch, almost numbing. She began to rock back and forth, almost involuntarily as her body made its base desires known

With his trousers undone, his penis popped through the opening. Niccola looked down at it. It wasn’t fully erect, but then again, he didn’t exactly have time to prepare. He looked a little nervous, a little confused. She slid one hand under his head as she leaned in to kiss him, lifting his face to meet hers. She felt him tense before he reciprocated her kiss and relax. With her other hand, she let go of the waist of his trousers and took a hold of him, stroking, back and forth gently. If she was going to experience this with him, she was going to experience all of it.

I F19 recently fucked my F19 friend whilst my flatmates slept

Me and some friends of mine were all staying in a house together as we were all going uni or work etc and we all got along well! Some of us too well. She was very attractive and we were very close, we were always talking and hanging out together, sometimes very late at night. So, after a lot of drinks and casual flirting, I wasn’t surprised with what happened next. First, it was just friendly cuddling. Then some friendly kissing. I realized it was more than just friendly when my top and skirt appeared on the floor.

I wanted this tho, so I soon returned the favor as she got on top of me completely naked. We had to be very quiet tho, the walls were thin so our flatmates would definitely hear us if we did anything. That didn’t stop her fingering me, three fingers deep as I tried so hard not to moan. I was much better at hiding my pleasure than she was tho, as I was fisting her wet pussy and she was moaning so loud. I kept going tho, this was really fun. The next morning our flatmates just gave us awkward stares and silence. I just smiled at my friend tho, I had a feeling this wasn’t going to be a one time occurrence

Paraphilia Part 1 [MF, exhibitionism, public]

She spent the morning as she usually did before class, taking pictures of her perfect, perky A cup breasts and tight, wet, shaved pussy. Her body was tight and she loved showing it off. She uploaded the pictures to Reddit, then spent some time reading comments, chatting a bit and watching tribute videos. All the while, she felt her pussy throb and grow wet. Her fingers slipped between her lips with ease, then came out drenched. She was enjoying a chat with an older gentleman this morning. She was in her late 20s, he was in his late 40s. He had a way with words and a thick cock that intrigued her.

She realized she lost track of time and threw on a T-shirt, no bra, and a knee length skirt, no panties. She wasn’t a fan of underwear. She enjoyed a breeze under her skirt, cooling the wetness between her thighs. She threw on her Converse and drove off to university. She was a graduate student in psychology and a guest lecturer was scheduled. She has heard great things about him and didn’t want to miss it. Plus, she was interested in the topic – paraphilias.

A Birthday Story (MFF)

I had been dating my girlfriend at the time, Anna, for about a year or maybe a bit more at the time this story took place. Although quite reserved when we first started seeing each other, she turned out to be what one might call a bit wild, and we ended up having many adventurous firsts together. Like most relationships, we eventually drifted apart, but it was definitely fun while it lasted.

It was my 25th birthday, but I’m really not a birthday guy; the only plans I had were to visit Anna that afternoon. She was making me a birthday dinner and then of course we were going to have some fun, but nothing really special was planned as far as I was aware. It was about one or two in the afternoon before I finally left my apartment to head over to her place. Anna didn’t live too far away, maybe a 20 minute walk, and since my birthday is in the early summer, it wasn’t too bad of a trek. I sent her a text before I left so she knew when to expect me.

How Did I Get Here? Pt 2 [bdsm][chair bondage][sex toys][edging]

I lose track of time as I slowly go insane with desire. Pussy juice splashes onto the floor while tears run down my cheeks. My clit throbs repeatedly, and I’m surprised I haven’t cum already. If I concentrate hard enough, I’m sure I could. Almost as if someone can hear my thoughts, I feel a shock of electricity on my inner thighs, bringing me back to the present. I yelp around the cock gag, and my legs shake weakly.

At this point, I’ve given up control of my body. Sitting in the same position for so long has made my limbs numb. I no longer try to squirm and get out of the ropes. Awaiting the next sensation, I sit in anticipation, trying to guess what will happen.

I feel the strings around my nipples get even tighter. Wincing in pain, I wonder if they’re gonna get pulled off. I arch my back deeper trying to give them a break, but the machine pulls the thread taut again. Unable to move an inch, I whimper as more tears trickle down my cheeks.

From Neighbor to Summertime Fling (Part 7) [F/M 30s][Cheating][Long Read][Multiple Chapters][Masturbation][Rough Sex]

Carrie took a step forward, already feeling her mouth generating the extra saliva needed as she was about to dive into her favorite meal. Her womanliness was staying true to form and she could feel the warmth pulsating deep inside her. She reached out for him, wanting to touch his manhood once again in her hands, but as she was a few inches away from gripping, he swiped at her hands. With a stern voice he commanded, “Mouth only.”

She smiled at him with her bright crystal eyes, the trashy makeup and outfit with the whole scenario turned her nipples rock hard, she couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth again. The time from when Marc told her to use her mouth to the time it was going to begin was clearly not quick enough. He put his hands on her bare shoulders next to the straps that held up her black dress, pushing her quickly down to her knees, making a loud thud as they hit on the hardwood floor.

My BF watches me suck a cock for him in public for the first time while he controls my Lovense toy ✨ [public play] [cuckold] [exhibitionist] [voyeur] [mmf]

My boyfriend and I have been together for years, I have always been blessed with big breasts, and the knock on effect means that someone will be staring at me at least once per day. My partners always liked when strangers were ogling me when I was a waitress, but I wasn’t sure how he felt about our friends doing so. I knew their glances raced through his mind, and I assumed they did so in a negative light, particularly when he could see our friend shuffling to cover his crotch when the three of us were enjoying a night of drinks and the conversation turned to sex. But before our friend left, it was evident to me that it was turning him on majorly, and that was the only problem he had.

He started to love showing me off when I got dressed up, or more importantly when I am not particularly clothed, enjoying when friends would come over, noticing his friends eyes wandering, our conversations turning more suggestive.

Life of the Party [FMM]

I secured my V.I.P. status among the fraternities pretty early on during my first year of college. I loved the attention I was receiving, and I didn’t do anything to hide that fact.

I was standing in a group of people watching the roulette of drinking games taking place, just enjoying the music and the atmosphere. I rarely play drinking games because I am absolutely terrible at all of them. I’m a much better cheerleader. I can provide moral support much better than I can throw a ball into a red cup filled with beer. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, and the smell of cologne engulfed me. Soft lips kissed my neck, and then I felt a little nibble on the lobe of my ear. At first, I didn’t know who it was, but the rough stubble against my cheek from a short beard gave him away. It was Alex, my latest conquest. “Are you having fun?” he asked.

The Pregnant Gypsy

He didn’t know how he found her. He just looked up, and there she was.

It was one of those days where nothing seemed to go right. Work was a drag. Friends didn’t take up on the offer to let off some steam at the bar. Life was colorless, lacking all magic. And so he took to the woods, as he often did when the world was against him. He saw himself as a simple man. As long as he was able to lose himself in the trees every now and then, he could reset himself just enough to endure the rat race once again.

He knew this area of the woods like the back of his hands, or so he thought. He realized he kept running into the same mossy tree, or was it a different one? The stress of the day was so heavy on his mind he wasn’t paying attention, and after the third, or was it the fourth time, of seeing that same tree, he inhaled sharply to clear his head, gave it some thought, and said, “Right. I go right and head straight to the creek.”