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The first time my high school gf, Jenny, made me cum. (MF 18)

This is another story about my high school
girlfriend Jenny. For anyone who has read them, I have written these in no order whatsoever, sorry. These happened a long time ago, so I have written them as I remember them. There is a story about an awkward boner that happened chronologically before this story and might make sense to read first. This is the story of how we first started getting sexual.

For anyone who has not read any of the others or to remind you, Jenny was petite, thin, short reddish brown hair, brown eyes, small tits and a nice ass. She was really cute.

Despite the fact that Jenny could feel that I had a boner the first time we had any physical contact with each other (the aforementioned awkward boner story), we actually dated for a while before we did anything sexual. We did a lot of hugging, kissing, and snuggling. There were some long make out sessions and those were memorable as well. Read more »

Sorority Babysitter Sluts: Trinity (MF Age Gap Taboo; Younger Woman, Older Man)

**Hi, I’m Melody. I started publishing erotica this year, and my first line of stories is titled Sorority Babysitter Sluts. Each 2k-4k word story is about a hot, young college girl getting all tangled up with the older man who hires her as a babysitter for his kids. I learned a lot from lurking in this sub and wanted to post a free story here in return for all of the inspiration I’ve gotten. I hope you enjoy it!**

“I’ll be back around midnight.”

The text was from Sam, and I couldn’t help but feel bad that his working hours were so brutal. I mean, his house was huge, so the pay had to be amazing. Even so, it seemed like he was never around to enjoy it.

Still, it meant I got more time practicing my mixology. I knew that I didn’t really need to be doing it. If I stayed on as a server, I’d do fine. Any night I wear a v-neck, I get tons of tip money. But I just think it’s more fun to mix and pour, rather than walk around and serve. Read more »

Breakfast

My eyes slowly open after an amazing nights sleep. I tilt my head over on the pillow and see you lying there. You look so beautiful. You have a smile on your face as you rest peacefully. I stare at you and your body seems to glow with a soft light. I carefully crawl out of bed, careful not to wake you. I tiptoe to the kitchen. I grab the flour, milk, sugar, baking powder, eggs, oil and vanilla. I begin mixing and stirring until the mixture becomes soft and smooth just like your skin. I stand there mixing up the pancakes and all of my thoughts are on last night. Everything reminds me of how great you were. Out of the corner of my eye I see a ray of bright morning sunlight beam through the window and it remind me of the elegant gown that you wore. Read more »

The Enlarger

Hi everyone, this is my first go at erotica and to be honest fictional writing in general so be gentle. Loosely based on real events. The names have been changed to protect the innocent and no so innocent. Read more »

My Superbowl Party Part 1- First time writer

BI, MMFF

This is my first story I have ever written, please be kind. Thanks.

My wife, Kelly, had just arrived home from a bachelorette party at about halftime of the Superbowl party we had planned. Her and her friends were all giddy as the husbands had been yelling nonstop at the TV. I chalked it up to them still being drunk from their weekend away. My wife pulled me aside and gave me a nice kiss. “So happy to be home.” She whispers before she goes back to her friends with a couple beers. I go back to my seat on the couch and watch the 2nd half of the game. For the rest of the game, I keep getting random glances from Kelly’s friend Megan. Not sure why I get up as my wife passes by and I ask what is going on with Megan. “I may have told her some things.” My wife smiles and walks away.

Just as she walks away, Megan enters the kitchen to get a beer, she turns to me and says, “I had no idea that you were like that.” My mind is all over the place and I am just weirded out about the situation now. I grab my phone and send my wife a text. Read more »

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What a dad wants part 6

“Gabrielle?”

Gabby gave me one last look of dread before heading off behind the closed door and leaving me in the waiting room. It was Tuesday, four days after Halloween. Four days after I’d lost my mind and any good sense that came with it and fucked her without protection. After a hasty dash to the pharmacy for Plan B, I’d declared we were seeing to the birth control issue immediately.

So there I was, the only man in the ob/gyn waiting area. If I’d cared, the weird looks we’d received would bother me, because of course a much older man escorting a teenager into the gynecologist was probably unusual. In the eyes of those strangers, I was either a pretty pervy older guy, or a hero dad. I’m sure no one thought for a second that I was both.

While I wouldn’t say I’d dragged Gabby in kicking and screaming, she was still pretty timid and hesitant to go. I was trying to be sensitive to that, even though I didn’t understand why. It needed to happen regardless of whether or not I was fucking her, Mitch was for sure. I’d tiptoed around the issue with Stella over the weekend to try and encourage openness about it so Gabby and I weren’t sneaking around about at least one thing. I also thought my doctor wife would be more comforting and reassuring to our uneasy patient. Read more »

Until you’re virgin tight: part 2, your first session [edging][fsub][degradation][but fun and with consent][face fuck][explaining the rules][rimming][keeping my cock warm][edging you to edge me][edging myself to you][male pov]

This is written from a male perspective. As always, appreciate feedback and comments. My DM’s are open.

[Click here for part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/reafj0/until_youre_virgin_tight_part_1_consent/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

I’d tell you to strip down to just your panties. That’s when I walked to the locked hutch and opened it. You weren’t sure what was all in there as you pulled off your clothes for me. Then you saw them. You could see a magic wand, a dildo, what looked like straps. A large lube dispenser, stacked boxes that said “Leo” and “lovense.” An assortment of plugs.

I said to you, “why don’t you come over here and I can show you my toy box.”

I stood behind you and pressed into your backside and cupped your tits and kissed your neck and asked you to tell me if you knew what the toys were for. As you named off each one, clit suckers, pussy pump, butt plugs, rabbit vibes, bullet vibes, small wand, large battery powered wand. Straps. Nipple clamps. A spatula. Read more »

7 Minutes in Heaven

He grabs her hand and pulls her into the pantry. The suddenness of it leaves her weightless and her stomach drops like she had just gone down a rollercoaster. Before she can regain her composure, he grabs her hips and pulls her in close. She can feel the heat coming off his semi-hard cock. Already, she feels her lace panties getting wet with anticipation. She knows that everyone is just outside, but she doesn’t care. He brings up a hand, slowly hugging the curves of her body, resting his hand upon her neck. With slight careful pressure, he grabs her by the throat and lifts her lips to his. A shiver runs down the back of her spine and her heart skips a beat. His lips gently caress hers and his tongue playfully dances with hers. She feels his breathing deepen, low heavy breaths which she begins to mimic. As they continue the erotic dance with their lips, she feels him rub his, now fully erect, member up against her thigh. She feels the outline of his throbbing cock pass against her increasingly wet pussy. She wraps her arms around him and pulls him towards her womanhood. As he continues to slowly stroke his cock against her, she feels the tip of his dick casually play up against her clit. He removes his hand from her neck and slides it back down her body, stopping briefly on her breasts. His hand slides down her stomach and she feels his fingers sliding further. Read more »

I let a Redditor fuck me [MF]

In the beginning, I was thrilled, but as the day started approaching, I began questioning my decision. Yes, it would probably be hot, but wouldn’t it also be foolish to let a complete stranger have his way with me? As a true-crime binge-watcher, I should know better. But as a nymphomaniac, I didn’t. I wanted him, and I was going to get him.

For context, I’m 5’4” (on a good day, haha) with shoulder-length wavy black hair, glasses, 32 B breasts (basically a small handful), and a pretty round ass. I wore a short maroon skirt, a long gray jacket, and thigh-high boots. Underneath the jacket, all I wore was a tight white tube top. It was almost sheer, and my nipples were easily poking through. Oh, and no underwear ;)

We planned this a couple of weeks prior and booked a hotel room. We decided to not send each other any pictures of ourselves to keep the suspense. Probably another unwise decision, but I was already waiting inside the hotel room. The lights were dimly lit and my nipples were hard from walking in the cold outside. I kept wondering what he would look like. Would he have black or blonde hair? Maybe a dirty brown shade in the middle? Would he be lanky, muscular, or a little chubby? Either way, I couldn’t sit still, from both the nerves and the excitement. Just imagining all of the kinds of guys that could possibly walk through that door and push me against the wall was making me wet. And then the door creaked open. Read more »