Ryan showered in the rain and was looking as sexy as ever as I watched his strong shoulders and his rigid pectoral chest move through the window. The water moved over his body like it was making love to him. Dripping off him was the fresh rain water over his nipples making them stand at attention. His soap was doing a dance over his taut skin. Plus he came in with a raging boner and started poking me in the back with it. I was reading a romance novel so I was in the right mood to fuck. Ryan grabbed my hair and pushed my head over his large cock. My lips slowly took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. It never ceased to surprise me how hard and thick his cock would feel in between my wanting mouth. We had to be quiet because the kids were sleeping but that didn’t bother me as I licked his large member from his balls up his shaft to the point where it got really sensitive. [Read the Rest](https://www.mommystoyshop.com/post/rv-sex-if-the-trailer-s-rockin)
Category: Erotica
Bunkmates [f/f][teasing]
I am too old to be backpacking and too old to be sleeping in a bunk bed.
The hostel seemed like a good idea. Cheap holiday. I was on a budget. I remember enjoying it when I was younger but everything ached less then.
Something else too. I’m used to having my own space. I share it with a cat but I’m used to privacy. If I have needs I take care of them. I’m being coy, we all know I’m talking about masturbation. It’s not like I’m some sex maniac humping her pillow to sleep every night. Not every night.
But now I can’t. Now I don’t have any privacy i want to so bad.
To make it worse my neighbour in the top bunk opposite does not seem to have my inhibitions. When she thinks everyone is sleeping I hear her shifting on the cheap matress. I hear the creak of the metal bunk. The little movements. In the humid twilight I see her long legs moving under the thin sheet. A naked muscled leg emerges. I see her upper arm exposed as she turns slightly.
The Babysitter | CH.02 | [Mf] [Cheating] [Age gap] [Light BDSM themes] [Spanking]
[chapter 01](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xh1u0s/the_babysitter_ch01_mf_cheating_age_gap/)
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“How soon is soon?” Cami asked, flustered as she hurriedly slid back into her dress.
“I don’t know.” I replied, stripping off the bed sheets. “But you shouldn’t be here to find out.”
It was the part of the story you don’t tend to read about much. After the steamy undressing, the hot love affair and the blissful slumber came the disorienting reality check, the panic-induced cleanup and for at least one of us, the shameful sneak home.
My heart was racing, almost faster than it was the night before. Evelyn said ‘soon’. She would be home soon. And whatever amount of time that meant precisely, was surely not enough to cleanup, shower and ensure that any and all evidence of what had happened was gone.
That last part was proving to be surprisingly difficult.
“Have you seen my underwear?”
I glanced at Camille.
“You’ve lost your underwear?”
“No.” She frowned. “You took them off. You lost them.”
I was beginning to see the appeal in the motel room cliche.
Why the hell had Evelyn changed on a dime, anyway? Why did she just have to come home first thing that same morning?
A Purposeful Collision, Part 4 [femdom] [bdsm] [real] [chastity] [at work] [new] [F36/F34/m44]
All of the color instantly drained from his face. For years, he had been able to keep this part of his world separate from his academic and then professional life; and now, in less than a week at a new place they were extremely tangled.
“Oh, this is where I’m headed too,” she said with a huge smile as she made sure he had seen the contents of her bag. “My friend Kelly has a little whore she needs some help with.”
With every fiber of his being, he knew she was talking about him, but his brain made him hold out hope that it was all just a series of strange coincidences that they were at the same place, and he was told he’d be receiving the same procedure she was set to administer. Being his first time in this building, he followed his lead as they walked towards and then into the same elevator.
“Don’t worry too much, in the office, this is our secret; but you should know, this has always been a huge kink for me,” she was bubbling with excitement as she unfolded the tiny instructions from the enema box. “You left your Reddit face up at your desk on your first day. I only glanced at it for a second, but looked you up when I got home that night – just in case you’re wondering how this all got started.”
[F] 20 – Me and the coach part 1/2
I couldn’t sleep. Maybe it was the time change. Maybe it was the dull roar of the air conditioner. Maybe it was the general catastrophe of my life, but I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, clutching pillows to my chest, then throwing them off the bed when I got too hot.
My mind raced–thinking about the meeting next week with the lawyers, worrying about Jackson, figuring out how I was going to start over. And beyond that was a landscape I was too afraid to explore: the rest of my life.
Thinking about J. was my respite. The truth is that I’d been thinking about him daily for a while now, long before my marriage came to its inglorious end. He was a place I went to escape. Though we rarely exchanged words–or maybe because we rarely exchanged words–he was a blank page on which I could write the ideal protagonist.
I had a handful of things I knew about him for certain. I expanded and extrapolated on these meager facts: he was a great coach, but, more important, he was a positive model for boys in the process of becoming men. In my hungry imagination, this also meant he had the capacity to love deeply and meaningfully.
My first piece of erotica. I want to spend a day making you mine (part 1?)
Starting with just holding you closely and cuddling you. Softly kissing your neck, just enough to warm you up and make you want more. Nibbling softly at your ear, whispering sweet things in your ear, “I love you, sweet girl,” “you’re so beautiful” listening to you giggle softly, telling you how cute your giggles are. Slowly moving my hands down your body and softly gripping your hips with my hand, kissing your neck more intensely.
Whispering “you’re such a good girl,” moving my hands to your thighs, slowly hiking up your skirt. “Do you want more, baby?” You sound so good softly whimpering while I gently run my fingers against your pussy through your panties. But not yet, sweet girl.
Laying you on your back, taking your top off and slowly kissing down your torso. Across your shoulders, down your chest. Stopping at your breasts and lingering at your nipples for a few moments, kissing them ever so softly, feeling them get harder against my lips. Opening my lips just wide enough to let one in between them, gently pressing my tongue against it, hearing you moan softly for more. You want so much more, don’t you?
Consumed [F4M][F30s/M30s][Fsub][Mdom] Give it to me NOW, darling. I crack into a million pieces around you [Rough sex][Spanking][Punishment][Multiple orgasms][Forced orgasms][Accidental blood]
“Almond? You want the almond shape?” the nail tech repeated. I was lost in a haze thinking about last night when I was wrapped around you. It never ceases to amaze me how even when I am going about my day, doing mundane tasks, my mind can wander to you. Of the things you do to me, how you make me feel.
Hotel Futa Pt. 2 [M:40, 50; F:40] [femdom, bi]
It took me a bit to work up the willpower to climb off of the hotel bed and make my way to the bathroom. I guess I didn’t want to risk catching a glimpse of my ruined face in the mirror, to see my mouth and cheeks and chin wet with the nanny’s cum.
The longer I persisted though, the colder her jizz grew on my skin. And so, at last, I darted for the washroom and buried my face in a towel.
I refused to open my eyes until every drop, every streak had been washed from my skin and hair. And even then, I squinted reluctantly, fearful I had missed a giant glob of her pudding.
There was none. My shirt was ruined though. I couldn’t tell what was water and what was cum. I tore it off and flung it to the ground.
Instantly, a pang of fear shot through me. What if the Nanny came back? What if she saw my haphazardly discarded shirt? Would she punish me again?
I shook myself. What the hell was wrong with me? I had paid for this room! What the hell had even just happened? This place was a lawsuit waiting to happen!
The Desire – A Jennifer Stokes story – ch.5
5.
Monday morning Jennifer was sitting at her desk, when Will stuck his head in her open doorway.
“Jennifer,” he said. “How are you?”
“Hi Will,” she replied. “I’m good thanks. You?”
“Fine, although I’m a bit tired. I only flew in last night.”
Jennifer was itching to tell someone about her encounter the previous week with Jill. She didn’t know Will that well, although she had fucked the hell out of him in Paris, but she had to get it off her chest. They had formed some sort of bond. She certainly didn’t love him, but the intimacy they had shared felt natural, something she hoped she would experience again.
“Will, I need to talk to you, have you got a few minutes to spare?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Come in and shut the door, I don’t want anyone else to hear this.”
Will closed the door behind him and took a seat across from Jennifer at her desk.
“Is everything okay?” he asked, a worried expression on his face.
“Oh yes, everything’s fine,” she reassured him. “Great actually.”
My new house is in a weird community (Part 4)
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wyjuj4/my_new_house_is_in_a_weird_community_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x2fef8/my_new_house_is_in_a_weird_community_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3), [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x451xb/my_new_house_is_in_a_weird_community_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
Twelve days had gone by and I’d still heard nothing from Ashley and the Beacon Hills people. I checked my email almost every hour and every call or text I got I hoped it was from Ashley.
I couldn’t focus while I worked. I kept thinking about how I absolutely HAD to live there. I didn’t care about anything else. I needed to be there. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be apart of this weird but totally fucking awesome community.
Even when I was jerking off or fucking a Tinder date, I just kept thinking about how awesome it would be to be able to bang hot chicks whenever I wanted to with just a few taps on my phone. A selection of women at my fingertips, 24/7. How fucking insane was that?
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A couple more days passed and I still heard nothing. I had just awoken from a nap and I was already getting anxious and checked the website. I clicked through the pages and when I got to the Availabilities page, there on the banner was a simply message, “No available units to show.”