Yes Sir (FM) part 2

She was ready to call it a night and live on cloud nine with just this one interaction. He pulled her hand up to his lips and kissed it softly. “Thank you” she managed, albeit a little shaky.

He led her to his car and opened the door again for her. The songs they had shared over the last several months were loaded on his phone and he began to play them. Carefully paying attention to his driving. She tried not to think at all but her mind started to wander. Somehow he sensed it. “You doing okay?” He checked in on her.

“Hmm? Oh yeah, very much ssssss…..” her words trailed off in a sudden rush of pleasure. She hadn’t noticed his hand on his phone as he casually hit a button and her underwear vibrated again. He let it linger a bit longer than the first time as her eyes closed and head arched back. Her legs involuntarily squeezed together sucking the vibrations in deeper as her skin erupted in goosebumps and nipples contracted. He watched this from the corner of his eye as he drove them ever so closer to the restaurant. “Fuck, that is hot.” He told her.

Yes Sir (FM) part 1

“This was ridiculous. I’m a grown woman with kids who shouldn’t be playing around on the internet in stupid sexual ways.” She thought as she looked down at the small tight black dress that lay on her bed. Standing naked having just showered and shaved every bit of her body, spending a full 30 minutes on her hair, getting ready for this forbidden date. She suddenly felt this had all gotten out of control.

6 months ago she made a post in the dead bedroom sub. She was in pain and just wanted someone to hear her. He had. He had responded and they had spent many of their lonely nights together, over the phone both talking and texting. He created a whole new world of possibilities for her. She was the escape he needed in his life. Both of them were in their 30s but he was actually 7 years younger than her. Both had young kids at home that they felt a duty to stay in the marriage for. He had a disinterested wife and she had a neglectful husband.

No Time To Play [F]

Today is one of those days. I wake up. My body throbs. This sweet sensation emanates from between my legs. A quick browse on reddit does nothing but increase my hunger, an erotic story here, a sexy picture there. I am wet and I haven’t even touched myself. 

But there is no time. No time to indulge myself. No time to slip my fingers into the deliciousness that is dripping down below. 

I have to work, but cannot concentrate. The urge to touch myself is getting stronger. I want to run my hands over my neck, my breasts, my stomach and in between my legs. I feel my juices pouring out as I sit at my desk, hopeless and hungry. 

I go out for a walk and notice guys looking at me. It’s a hot day and I’m wearing skimpy clothing. This only adds to the desire to play with myself. I feel sexy. I look sexy. Is it that obvious that my body is aching and dying for a release? 

Now I have to wait. Wait for that time when I’m alone and I can fuck myself over and over until I’m satisfied. 

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Spreader bar for the win

You’d think with her elbows essentially welded together and her wrists equally roped tight, she’d give up the goods. Not so fast it turned out. I got the jump on her in the middle of the night and had her wrists bound lickety split. I even got a pretty large ballgag buckled tightly behind her pearly whites without a whole lot of screaming and carrying on.

In fact when I finished wrapping the clothesline around her elbows, I sort of got complacent apparently. Spinning her around to face me I expected a certain amount of docility. What I got was a swift kick in my balls and a mad dash out of the bedroom. The misery swelling in my groin left me bent over cursing my stupidity.  

I turned to see her dashing stark naked down the hallway towards her front door. It was actually a little comical watching her trying to turn the deadbolt with her wrists bound. She had to stand on her tippy toes to reach the knob since raising her arms was out of the question. By now I had recovered enough to track her down. One hand held my groin as the other grabbed her throat.  

Watching My Sister Masturbate [FF][Voyeur][Incest]

I’ll keep this one short since my last story ran on so long.

If you have read any of my stories you know I cheat. A lot. Especially with older men. Idk, I just can’t help it. But anyway, that’s not the point of this story haha, sorry it’s Sunday morning and I’m super horny and now I’m just thinking about Daddy.

Ok back to the story; I used to cheat on my bf with this older guy who really got off on taking photos and videos of us fucking. Tbh I also got off on this. He would send me random pics and short clips of his dick in me just out of the blue and it was so fucking hot. Being the digital hoarder that I am, of course I saved all of these on my computer in completely impossible to find places such as on my desktop in a folder called “homework” or something equally clever. My little sister was always on my computer but I honest to god never thought that she was going through my stuff, I thought she just used my laptop to play League.

Her Submission (The Stillness)

Recovering from the last searing stroke of the crop, the clamps still gently swinging from her nipples, sending intermittent floods of fire into her breasts and beyond. A throbbing glow emanating from between her legs. She remained on all fours, perspiration still glistening across her form.

She awaited both his next command and the voice that spoke from within her, she didn’t know which would speak first and she now feared them both.

Trembling in what seemed to be an eternity, waiting, waiting…

The tears had dried in her eyes and she slowly opened them, feeling the stickiness of her dried sobs gradually tear apart.

Darkness turned to darkness and then slowly a gentle hue of light started to form the dimensions of the room around her and shapes and forms of indeterminate objects. Wait, was he standing in front of her? Was it just a trick of the light?

The effects of shock and being naked quickly took hold, trembling turned to shaking, a gentle whimpering oscillating out of her mouth as her body vibrated.

She couldn’t see him but she could feel him, his presence strong, powerful and yet comforting and calming. He was close, at her side.

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Massage Therapy Surprise

MT Surprise

I had seen her a couple of times previously. Once, she had provided me with the best handjob I’d ever had and the second time I visited we shared full sex. The massages sucked but that wasn’t my primary reason for visiting.

The AMT was medium height with a firm ass and tits. Her areolas were about the size of half dollars with perky nipples in the middle. As I was running my tongue around her nipples, she told me that she had gained weight. I had noticed that but it didn’t matter. I told her she was still beautiful and focused on satisfying my oral cravings. We ended with full sex as other cravings were satisfied, too.

The third time I saw her was a surprise. Upon arrival a different AMT greeted me and led me to the small room where I undressed. She had me put on a robe that was much too small given my height. It barely covered my goods as she led me to the shower table. Her hands glided gently over my body as she applied soap and began to scrub every body part. I moaned gently as she massaged my dick and pushed back the foreskin to clean the head with her thumb and pointer finger. “You like that?” she asked. “Very much,” I replied, as she continued to clean my cock. After a quick rinse, I was off to the sauna.

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Bath Time Stories For The Dreamers: Part I

*This is my first time posting a story publicly, please be gentle? I have loads of these in my head, should I write an erotic fiction book of these? Is that even a real career? Would you read Part II to this story?*

When I first met her, I had no idea that it would be only a few short hours until I felt her body tense against mine, muscles quivering against my legs, abs, and chest. Quickly followed by the spreading warmth of her cum all over my cock. We clung to each other for dear life, our heavy breathing in sync with each other, interrupted by breathless “holy fucks,” until my cock returned the favor deep inside of her, pulsing and wet and tight. Cum dripped down the inside of her thighs and onto the tile floor.

But I suppose I should probably back up here. My name doesn’t matter, but what does matter is that I am a straight man in my 30’s, recently single after a long, sad relationship, and I go to bed with literal chest pangs when I notice how cold the other side of the bed is now. In other words, I’m lonely. Just like any of us are in our own ways.

Her Favourite Thing

Panting, and wiping the sweat from their brows, Blaine and Kurt stopped on a narrow flat at the top of a steep climb. They were about halfway to the viewpoint at the top of the mountain, their ultimate end goal. They had been hiking for just over an hour.

Blaine took a generous swig from her water bottle, then offered it to Kurt. He accepted, finding it easier than removing his pack to get his own. He took a drink and passed the bottle back. “Ready?” she asked. He nodded. “Want to lead for the next stretch?” she offered. “Sure,” he agreed readily. He didn’t mention that he had been enjoying watching her tight little ass in her athletic shorts the whole way up so far. In fact, he thought it might have been the main thing driving him forward.

Nonetheless, he took up the lead as they began another steep incline. They had encountered only one or two other people during their entire hike so far. It was a dry, but overcast and muggy. Not the worst conditions for a hike, but not ideal either. It seemed that aside from the two of them, most people had decided on other activities or at least other locations.

The Afterparty: Around the Pool, Part 2 (Game of Dares, Slow Burn to Group Sex)

*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wi6n7m/the_afterparty_around_the_pool_part_1_oc_game_of/)*

*Six friends hanging around after a college party end up in a game of Dares, and things quickly escalate. This story was originally written in smaller chapters, with chapters 7-8 presented here. Expect an escalating tease, eventually devolving into debauched chaos*

**Chapter 6**

“Nicole,” you said. “Vengeance is mine.”

“Oh, fuck,” she groaned.

Options flew through your head. Embarrassing stories you could get her to tell. Silly things you could get her to do. Sexy things you could get her to do.

That mouth…

Sitting down, you tapped your lips as you thought carefully. This game was harder than you thought. It made things confusing. Nicole had been your person, your best friend, since you were toddlers. She wasn’t like a sister, she was closer to you than most siblings you had even seen in your life. Now you were thinking of her as- well, as a chick.

But she was still your person. But also a chick. Confusing. And thinking of daring her to do something like Miranda had been dared with you made you feel… not great. Jealous? You didn’t want Matt going near her, let alone Tom.