Looking Back On When They First Met

*Jack lay in bed, unable to sleep. Next to him, Lauren lay asleep – the gentle intake and exhalation of air the only noise in the gloom. First light was just beginning to force its way round the curtains, allowing him to see the deep back dimples just above her black-cotton knickers. In the heat, she rarely wore more.*

*Three years together hadn’t dampened Jack’s enthusiasm for Lauren’s body. Her curves were more pronounced perhaps, but that merely lead to a greater temptation to make her squeal as he blew the occasional raspberry on her exposed body. As he traced her spine with his eyes, Jack couldn’t help but think back to when they first met…*

The bar was noisy – busy but not over crowded. Jack and his friends were out to celebrate victory in the derby match. Opponents vanquished, it was time to let loose.

Jack’s eye was first caught by Lauren’s dress while they queued for drinks with their respective parties. The silver sequins caught everyone’s eye in fact, the light bouncing off it, shattering in every direction. He smiled down the bar at her and she smiled back. Giving a little wave – her black painted nails sparkling with the embedded glitter. There was no missing her.

[m4f] Just a little restaurant fantasy, considering you wanted to eat out tonight.

The waiter comes by, takes our orders. We’re sitting there nicely, my hand on your knee while we talk about our days. You shift your legs slightly, opening them just enough for me to notice. I start to slowly slide my hand up your leg, secretly, nobody around can see. I lean over and whisper to you “I’m going to make you cum right here” – you let out a little moan, shocked I’m talking to you like that in public.

My hand goes up higher, sliding all the way up your inner thigh. You shift slightly, moving your body enough so I can move your panties to the side. I touch you, your voice sounded surprised I wanted to make you cum but by how wet you are already I can tell it’s what you wanted.

I start slowly, one finger lightly tracing the edge of you, it becoming easier and easier to speed up as you get wetter and wetter. I circle your clit, then slide one finger as deep into you as I can. You squeal a little in surprise but you’re hiding it well so far.

Writing some sexual stuff

Hey guys I’ve been writing smut for a very long time for myself but I haven’t felt like posting anything that includes my fantasies. However, I am interested in writing out other people’s fantasies as practice (and to get off a little lol). shoot me a message on some of the stuff you want written and I’ll see what I’m interested in writing and what not. Not going to charge anything for it, I’m nowhere near good enough yet in my opinion to even think about money, just want to exercise my writing a bit. thanks guys.

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Sex with my Friends Mom and ex neighbor [MF] Part One

This story is going to be in 2 parts because one thing lead to another. To understand the visit, I had just finished a Project management class in Tampa for a new company that hired me. I had been in Tampa for a month and had to report to my new job in Jacksonville on Monday, this was a Friday. I called a friends mother and former neighbor ( Ann) in Ocala to ask if I stop by and see her. We were neighbors growing up in Georgia, her husband had died and she move to Ocala after he past where she had grown up. She was glad to hear from me and ask me to stay over night so we could have dinner together, I said yes I could. I arrived around 4 PM to a nice and trim house on a cul-de-sac with a fenced in back yard.

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[MF] finding out you’re sensitive [NC, tickling]

You were really the only option at the bar tonight, and every man there knew it. Each of them was trying to buy you drinks, to separate you from your friends. And each of them had been unsuccessful. You were relatively unimpaired, your friends were all there, and it was time to go.

And so I followed you, tailing behind your uber, knowing none of you were looking for that kind of thing. All I had to do was hope your friends would go the fuck home.

Thankfully, they only stayed over for an hour or so. I made sure to keep myself hard while I was ready. What I was planning was going to happen quick, there was no time for concerns like that.

Thankfully I wouldn’t need to worry about that. Seeing you there, taking your bra off as you prepared for bed, cemented in my mind that what I was about to do was worth it.

Just as you noticed your door opening, I was on you. One hand over your mouth so you couldn’t spook your neighbors, the other effortlessly restraining your hands. You knew that I was going to hurt you if you weren’t a good girl, didn’t you? That i was going to violate you and kidnap you.

The Photographer

“Can you open your mouth a little bit wider for me?” Jamie asks as he tilts the camera upwards and flips his hair out of his eyes.

Rebecca complies, letting her jaw drop. “Wide enough?” She says flirtatiously, hoping to finally pique his interest. She bats her eyes and shifts to show off more of her body. She’s well aware of the effect that her long tan legs and plump lips usually have on men. Jaime seems to be immune to her efforts despite the skimpy dress she’s wearing.

“Perfect.” He confirms, not moving his green eyes from behind the camera. He snaps a few more photos to capture the pose. “Now can you turn away from me, but keep your eyes on me?” He asks as he squats down a bit further trying to keep Rebecca’s hard nipples out of the frame. He occasionally will do those kinds of shoots but this is not one of them.

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Neekanah, Huntress Enslaved – Ch. 01 [Intro] [Scifi] [BDSM] [Submissive] [Humiliation] [More tags listed for future chapters]

### Introduction

Just wanted to test the waters in this subreddit and see if anyone might be interested in a story I’ve been writing off and on… Chapters 2 and 3 are ready to post here if there’s interest. Here’s the original disclaimer that I posted with its publication on Literotica:

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*This story has been a work in progress for the past month, and future chapters delve into a lot of rather fringe fetishes, be warned. Some aspects of this tale celebrate tropes I enjoy, including preposterous ‘menwritingwomen’ memes, as well as ideas and themes from science fiction movies, shows, and games.*

*The tale is heavily inspired by heroine in peril and damsel in distress themes going back to the early days of sci-fi/horror filmmaking and comic books of the 1920s – the 1960s. While it starts slow in section 1, it gets much more obscene in future chapters. If that prospect doesn’t appeal to you, it’s probably wise to skip this bizarre rabbit hole!*

*Some story tags and fetishes appearing in future chapters:*

Nirvana Sex Club p3: The Challenge (MF) (anal) (test) (all participants in their 20s)

When the next date arrived, Joe sped to the mansion. He had spent all month sharpening up for the next Level, but nearly forgot his goal when he saw the blonde from his initiation.

“I knew you would pass the oral exam on your first try, but I’m curious to see what you learned. Besides, you will need a warm up round before Level Two.” The blonde guided Joe to a spare room and he was soon resting between her legs, lapping her wetness in rhythm. After a second shaking orgasm, she called, “it’s my turn.” The sexy blonde bobbed her mouth on his cock till it was slick and sloppy. She then adjusted till her massive tits engulfed his cock and said, “don’t hold back. I want your cum!” Her panting face drove Joe wild while her soft chest pulled him to his climax. Heeding her words, Joe came, spraying her tits down as she bounced.

“You should go take your test now. Give me a minute to play.” At the door, he saw the blonde licking his cum from her tits. “Go!” She giggled.

Good Friends, and Getting Better

My husband Marcus and I like to tell each other stories during foreplay. We make up scenarios that will get us hot and worked up. Sometimes those stories involve other people, usually nameless strangers who happen upon our intimate moments by complete coincidence.

One night, as Marcus was gently gliding his fingers over my naked body, he began to share one of these fantasies, but took it somewhere unexpected. In his story, a woman had heard some unusual noises from our house and decided to investigate. She was able to enter because the door was unlocked, and then walked in on us as we were in the middle of a boisterous fuck. She was embarrassed but didn’t leave. But in this edition the woman was no stranger. It was one of our best friends, Anna.

The Paint Job [bbw] [femdom] [f4m] [male, age 20] [female, age 45]

“Dude, please! I need your help!”

It was Kevin. At least, that’s what we called him at the college. He had migrated over to the states from somewhere over in Europe, so Keveon was his actual name. But, being the lazy assholes we were, me and my other buddies had just kind of Americanized it.

“What’s up, man?” I asked groggily. What the hell time was it anyway?

“Sorry for calling you so early,” Kev said. “But I’m really in a bind here.”

“Wait, aren’t you supposed to be in Mexico?”

“Yeah, I’m here. In Cancun. It’s great, man!”

“Then, what’s the problem?”

“It’s my aunt! She found out I’m down here, and she’s coming for me man!”

“What? Why?!”

“Cuz I promised her I’d stay with her for a couple of weeks, help her out around the house while we’re on break from classes.”

“Awww, you ditched her, and she’s hunting you down like the T-1000, huh?”

“Dude!” Kevin sounded genuinely panicked. “You don’t know my aunt! She doesn’t take no for an answer.”