My wife and I were having a great time at my friends party. All my friends had gathered up to hang out, drink, and play Cards Against Humanity. We were proper drunk by the time the party moved outside onto the deck where the hot tub was up and running at a comfortable 102 degrees. My friend jumped in and told us to all get in as he splashed water at us. My wife laughed as she announced that she didn’t have a swimming suit but she was wearing an undershirt and a thong. We all agreed that that was suitable attire and encouraged her to get in. We all watched as she took her first shirt off. The undershirt had tiny straps and her breasts nearly poured out of it. Her nipples on the verge of popping out. She adjusted her top before sliding her leggings off and quickly getting in the hot tub with my friend with a splash. Despite it being dark, it was easy to see her breast through the fabric of her shirt as it clung to her. She told me to get in but I told her I would go get us all drinks and took the order to retrieve from the kitchen. Everyone else sat on the deck chairs and chatted while I stepped inside. I could see everything from the kitchen window and could hear my wife laughing and talking. I took my time getting the drinks, occasionally looking out the window to see what my wife was doing.
Category: Erotica
Not a story just a question
So me and my gf like to watch something sexy before we have sex. We usually watch a movie (like 50shades of gray or something like that) but a few days ago I suggested that we should watch something on pornhub.
Can I get some suggestions because I really don’t know what to watch with her.
[M]y success[F]ul Tinder Match – Part 2
*Author’s Note: Part 2 of 2. Part 1 got hot and heavy! Let’s see if Heather has anymore tricks up her sleeve. You can find Part 1, plus all my other stories, on my community page (link in comments). Enjoy, and as always DMmeYOURpussies!*
**- Heather and I: Part 2 -**
We drifted off to sleep, but I woke abruptly before the sun was up. Heather was gone. I wasn’t hoping to have a “couples” Sunday or anything, but I was hoping for some sultry morning sex. I went out to my stoop and smoked a cigarette in the cool air and tried to not dwell on being left alone in bed. The feeling was fleeting though as I began applauding myself for getting out from under the weight of heartbreak and delighted in those words… *No one has ever made me cum like that.*
Later that morning Heather texted me saying she had to be at work at six, was sorry to leave without saying goodbye, and that she wanted to do it again. I responded with one word, “Absofuckinglutely.”
Using the kitchen counter [OC; F/M; Edging, orgasm control]
Hi there!
This is a little something from a story I am writing and I liked it so much, that I thought I’d post it.
Hope you enjoy :)
Looking for fun reads (question)
I’ve discovered I really like reading erotica. Apps like ‘Galatea’ ‘good novel & books web novels’ are fun but also extremely annoying.
I especially like books about wolves like for an example ‘the packs girl’ from K.K.s. I love that story.
So on to my question. Does anyone know where to find such books online? Either to buy or with a subscription (maybe). I just really don’t like the “buy 800 coins” shit. I don’t mind paying for such books as long as they are well written. I’m not English myself but the amount of mistakes in ‘the packs girl’ did annoy me a bit.
the ex.
We all have that ex boyfriend… Not just any ex, but THE ex. You know, the twin flame that is the fire to your gasoline… The one it would have never really worked with but made you soak your panties with a single touch and made you cum like a fountain. Just thinking about him in passing has you all hot and bothered, and what you wouldn’t give to experience that mind blowing sexual connection just one last time!
It was my 17th birthday when I met him for the first time. His piercing hazel eyes were bright with curiosity and intensely focused on me. I was just as focused on him. Shortly after we met, we became inseparable and fell so incredibly in love.
Being in high school meant having to get creative in terms of fooling around, of course. We managed to go to a mutual friends house together with a group of friends, and we finally had the opportunity to be alone when we snuck into the barn on the property for some privacy.
[FFM] [NC] She’s my favourite.
With my birthday coming up, I set my sight on a dorky guy from one of my classes.
Under the guise of helping one of my girls do her homework, she leads him to an isolated part of the campus where no one ever goes.
When he wakes up, he finds himself tied to a chair.
I start the afternoon how I like it best, letting one of my girls, Red, get me nice and riled up.
After all, no one knows how to treat a slut better than another slut.
My Gift gets to watch, gagged, of course.
She has me sit down on the desk that’s in his direct view and slowly traces my ear with her tongue as she spreads my legs with one firm movement.
I purr with excitement as she locks her lips with mine and moves her hand up my thigh highs, all the while I’m making eye contact with the Gift.
The others know to make sure he can’t look away.
My girl brings both of her hands to my face and kisses me so deeply that I hit my head against the wall behind me.
An involuntary moan escapes my lips as she pulls away.
The Real Road Trip Slut, Part 3 [mf] [Degradation] [Impact play] [Sadism] [BDSM] [Free Use]
Part 3 is a quick one, collecting some of the short moments before the next big scene.
The previous parts:
[Part 1 – Public Play, Impact Play, Degradation](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t3om19/the_real_road_trip_slut_part_1_mf_exhibitionism/)
[Part 2 – Impact Play, Degradation, Sadism](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t5ao2p/the_real_road_trip_slut_part_2_mf_degradation/)
My slut likes to sleep with earplugs and a blindfold.
It was a fun surprise for me, waking up before her. I had some trouble sleeping, and now I was looking at her, naked, oblivious and unconscious.
I knew how I was going to wake her up.
Going over my bag of tricks, I pulled out a couple Velcro straps. These aren’t your normal craft-store strips of Velcro to slap on a pair of homemade sweats or a chore board. They’re industrial strength and built to hold together things like metal cables or copper pipes. They can take a few hundred pounds of stress and not even budge.
From a BDSM standpoint, I love them as restraints. I can lock down a sub to where they’re never getting out on their own. And if things get hairy, I can release them in seconds.
Anal Fun Female POV
Lube dripping from my toy and my tight ass i lay down and spread my legs. I rub the dildo up and down my ass my pussy tingles and throbs. I take the my smaller toy that has 5 beads increasing in size with each one. I let the first one pop in first my little asshole lets its slide by with all of the lube and immediately a little moan comes out from me. My clit starting to burn it wants to be touched so badly, but I focus on the toy inside me and push it in a little further. The second, third and fourth beads go inside me each one sending a quick wave of pleasure. Loving everything I am feeling I slowly move the toy up and down ever so slightly sending all sorts of tingles throughout my body. My ass accepting my toy I smile and slide the toy out then smash it back into me this time groaning out. I begin to fuck my ass quicker and harder my pussy leaking down my body now begging for some attention any attention. To appease the poor girl I make a V with my hand and rub it on the outside of my labia and it throws me over the edge. I cum and I cum hard. My asshole tightens around the toy pushing it out as my wet pussy spasms my clit bouncing up and down I let out another loud long moan. As I finally come back from outer space I smile look at my toy and get ready to go again.
The Lady in the Tent [MF] [Magical Stimulation]
Ardor closed the heavy tent flap behind him and inhaled the air thick with incense. The inside of the tent was different from what he had been expecting, but he didn’t really know what to expect in the first place. The ground was covered with colorful rugs and blankets with plush pillows thrown every which way. A small candle burned next to a woman relaxing on a large cushion.
“It was awfully rude of you to enter with your shoes on,” the woman said without looking up from her book. “And without knocking, too.”
“There, well, there was nothing to knock upon,” Ardor stammered.
“Your shoes still muddy my rug, boy.” Ardor saw the womans green eyes as she looked up from her book.
Ardor hastily removed his sandals. He put them down by the entrance and looked over to the woman. He felt awkward and uncomfortable in front of her.
“Well?” The woman asked. She eyed him expectantly.
“I heard rumors, madam, of a woman in a tent outside town who offered…” Ardor paused shyly. “Services.”
“Is that so?” The woman set her book aside, marking her place with a carefully folded page. “Where did you hear rumors of such a woman?”