[F32] Island Festival Fucking…

I fucked an Italian guy in a dorm bunk bed and a Dutch girl in the ocean.

Her pussy was salty from the ocean, but I could still taste her. We’d been kissing and flirting all night so I knew she’d be filled with juices for me.

I’m Lara by the way, I’ve decided to confess all of my slutty travel escapades and there’s a fair few to catch up on 😏

Are you ready?

I met up with a group of boys I’d previously been travelling with at a festival and they introduce me to Laurie the Dutch girl. They had been flirting with her and trying it on but I knew at the moment they introduce us, I’d be the one fucking her that night. After a beer and a catchup with the boys I asked Laurie if she wanted to get ready together for the festival (the boys know this move 😂) we went to our hostel dorm and was getting showered and festival ready, I was putting glitter on her face and braided her long blonde hair. As I was doing so I told her I thought she was beautiful and asked if we could kiss later when we were tipsy. We had already discussed that our plan was to get drunk and dance the night away. She agreed we should definitely kiss! I said we can start with a kiss, gave her the look 😈 and lead her to the bar for some more drinks!

My Bosses Fiancé – We Got Caught [23M, 29F, 32M]

Men are strange. In my conversations with “straight men” -particularly ones that are in relationships with women, but somehow find their way to me – I make it a point to ask them. ‘How would you feel about your partner having someone on the side? Most admit to having a problem with it. But can justify our encounters.

James hired me to work in the gym he was managing. I was fresh out of highschool and had fled to the city from my small town after being accused of… some gay shit – it’s a long story that I won’t detail right now… Anyway I had been working for the gym for about two years at this point and had recently started hooking up with my manager James. – I posted that story on this sub also

He’s 6’3, solid muscle, almost competition shape. He wears these glasses that almost make him a bit nerdy…which I find kinda cute. In every respect James is the boss. He’s the guy that you turn to when you need a leader. It’s innate. 

Sneaking out of church [f/nb]

“Come here, this is the comfiest couch.” Eli reached out then gestured vaguely behind her towards the mostly empty couch cushion.

“It really is, isn’t it.” Ridna sat back into the deep third cushion, leaning in towards Eli’s upside down face. “It is absolutely wasted on a church.”

“I don’t want to be creepy. It’s just that it’s so awesome that you do what you want, go wherever. Even if you do have to wear a skirt.”

“Do I really seem that way? I don’t feel that way at all.”

“What’s something you really want to do right now but can’t?”

“You really want to know the truth?”

“I really want to know.”

“I really want to kiss you right now. Is that okay?”

Eli smiled and reached up to twine her fingers in Ridna’s dark hair, excited and terrified by their forthright manner, pulling their head down towards her. Ridna braced their hands on either side of Eli’s chest and kissed her tentatively at first then harder as Eli returned the kiss fiercely. Channeling their rage into defiant lust, Ridna hoisted Eli into their lap. Eli let one hand slide from Ridna’s hair to trace their jaw and run fingers delicately down their neck. Ridna broke the kiss, gasping for air, stretching their neck into the caress and let out a quiet moan. Eli startled and withdrew slightly, glancing towards the door, subconsciously clenching her shoulder muscles.

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Online friends finally meet

My first attempt at erotica.

The two met online and chatted everyday for a few weeks. They talked about each others past, the day to day and some dreams they each had for the future. Eventually, the conversations moved to sexting. Both of them loved it. It turned into a nightly adventure for both of them. One night, he suggested they try a call. She agreed. After the normal awkwardness of speaking to someone new, they dove right into it. Both loved hearing each others voice, their moans, hearing their name called out by the other. The passion consumed them. The calls became the new norm.

After one call, he asked her how she would feel about meeting. “We don’t have to do anything, just say hi, share a hug, maybe get food.” He wasn’t sure if she’d agree or if it was a good idea. Pictures were exchanged previously but its the internet. How can you be sure that photo is the person you’re talking to? “We would meet in public. So there’s no pressure.” “I’ll think about it.” He was a little sad but realized she didn’t say no, so there’s a chance. “I’d actually be ok skipping the meeting in public.” He was confused. “We’ve chatted long enough and I feel comfortable with you.” He was shocked. “So what were you thinking? I just get a hotel room for us?” “I would be ok with that.” He was stunned. “Well, ok….uhhh……Friday night?” “Just tell me where to meet.” They worked out the details and Friday night came.

The Day I [F20s] Met My Husband [M20s] Part 2 (FFM, Light BDSM, Nonfiction)

This is part 2 and picks up right where I left off. If you want the beginning of Steph, Adam, and Becca’s threesome, [here is Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/1272d3w/the_day_i_f20s_met_my_husband_m20s_part_1_ffm/).

I’m feeling very much exposed as I move naked across the room to the couch. But I’m determined to get my pussy licked. Whoever wants to do it needs to get to it. I drink some beer and try to be patient.

Becca pouts in this exaggerated manner as Adam moves her out of his way, grabs some water, then follows me to the couch. She’s practically stamping her feet. How ridiculous.

Under his breath almost, I hear him say, “You’re going to pay for that and you know it.”

The look on her face totally changes, and she brightens up immediately. For a few seconds, she pulls a 180 – smiling, eyes wide, nodding – then she’s back to pouting. I see.

Adam takes the beer from my hands and places it on the coffee table, then leans between my legs and smells me. Oh fuck. Ok. He breathes me in deeply, and he sort of nuzzles into my thighs like it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever smelt. Or seen. Or nuzzled.

Coeds Trading Their Bodies for Grades p2 (M35/F19) (college) (professor) (office)

After Erin left, Anthony sat back at his desk, reflecting on his luck. He happily replayed his his session with Erin and how her tight asian body felt, wrapped around his cock. Their deal was only for her silence, but he hoped she came back for another deal. Finally, he got up to leave work, adjusting his pants and gathering his bag. Leaving his office, he saw a student squeak and duck around a corner.

“Hello?” he said, finding another of his students. She was very pretty with dark brunette hair, tight body, and coffee colored skin. Still coming down after Erin, Anthony tried not to stare into her warm, innocent eyes and imagine her on her knees looking up at him.

Sheepishly, she stammered, “oh, hi professor, I’m Camila from your intro class. I was just coming to your office when…” she blushed furiously, while Anthony settled into professor mode and invited her to his office to ask questions. In his office, Camila seemed even more embarrassed, forcing Anthony to covertly scan his office for remnants of Erin.

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(2/2) Would You Rather… (an Institution story) [group] [cnc] [bondage] [humiliation] [degradation] [anal play] [primal play] [overstimulation]

Continuation of Part One: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/128kewv/12_would_you_rather_an_institution_story_group/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/128kewv/12_would_you_rather_an_institution_story_group/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

**Round 3**

For the first time since the game started, the girls were given a modicum of rest, but not without a catch. Even though they were removed from their distressing positions, the men took thick latex masks and covered engulfed their heads and neck aside from a hole that exposed their nose and mouth. And for Olivia and Izzy, a little hole in the back of the head that their hair was threaded through as a makeshift pony tail. Along with not being able to see, the men slipped their limbs into an armbinder that caused their shoulders to scream in pain. Thrown into a room while they prepared for the next round of torture.

(1/2) Would You Rather… (an Institution story) [group] [bondage] [cnc] [gang bang] [cream pie] [overstimulation] [humiliation] [degradation] [oral] [kidnapping]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

[https://imgur.com/btquDE7](https://imgur.com/btquDE7)

It was hard to believe for any of the girls that this would be their final year of college together. Rachel, Olivia and Izzy had been friends for as long as they could remember and all of them wanted to make sure their final year together before they started their new lives, would be one to remember. They saved enough money to buy tickets to Cancun for their final Spring Break, with every intention to have the best experience ever. Shots. Parties. Music. The first two days were as amazing as they could be. Then it felt as if they caught the luckiest break in the world when they met a man named Isaac while at a pool party.

A customer at my (f) work saw me cum

I was at work at a hotel and I was so bored. There were hardly any customers and I’d been scrolling Reddit and seeing loads of porn gifs.

If I’m horny and bored there’s only one thing for it. I hadn’t seen a customer for the past hour. I was gonna make myself cum.

I knew there were no cameras in the staff changing room just off the lobby. I went into there and made sure it was quiet and quickly pulled my panties down.

When I cum I like to play with my titties so I had to pop them out of my shirt and bra too. So they’re hanging out over my shirt and bra and my panties are down by my ankles.

Leg up on the chair and I start rubbing my pussy and pulling on my nipple. I furiously rub to get myself to that point. I know if I rub super quick I get really turned on.

I felt myself wetten and I knew it wouldn’t take long. I’m rubbing and rubbing and pulling on my nipple.

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My wet manifest

I get home from work first drained but in the mood. You send me a text you’re on your way and will be here in 30 minutes. I hop in the shower, frisk myself, and begin to rub my clit. I resist the temptation to relieve myself as I know you’ll be here and I’ll get what I want soon enough.

I shave my legs, and sugar scrub my body. When I get out I towel dry my hair, my legs are so soft, I turn myself on even more. I’m anxious to be touched with your rough hands and for my ass to be squeezed while my breasts are pressed to your chest.

I put on thin undies and these short polka dot pajama shorts that almost feel like I have nothing on and a comfy bra and loose shirt. I want to be greeted with a hug from behind so I can feel your dick on my cheeks.

You come in the front door and into the kitchen where I’m refilling the water pitcher.

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