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Be careful what you wish for – Part 1: Memories

-Kyle was such an awesome guy, she said, super caring and thoughtful.

Sophie looked away sheepishly, tucking her bleached hair behind her pierced ear, and I understood she was genuinely sorrowful. After all, she had been my best friend for years now, and decoding her facial expressions became a piece of cake, even though I wasn’t exactly used to this one. She generally didn’t want me to see her that way, but that night, she let it all out.
And for good reason : she had just gotten broken up with.

Sophie and I were friends with benefits for a good amount of time in the past. I witnessed this loud, reckless, horny teen turn into a beautiful, confident, seductive woman in her mid twenties.
That relationship stopped when she fell in love with that Kyle guy though. I didn’t want to feel envious, even though part of me was jealous to death. The thought of having the best, most skilled girl I’ve ever had in the sheets “stolen” by some unknown dude was eating me inside.
But for now, I was comforting her. I was her best friend for a reason, after all, and that was the role I played while avidly listening to her unpacking all of her feelings. Read more »

Camping ( primal/bdsm/brat-tamer)

Bright morning sun filters through multicolored leaves as they glide to earth from their high perches. Fall in the Ozarks is otherworldly, the vibrant shades of emerald and hunter meld into russet, marigold , and Auburn. The melting heat and cloying humidity give way to crisp clear skies that smell faintly of earth and campfire. Pausing to wipe sweat from my brow, I observe the clearing I’ve just come to. The buffalo river sits 100 yards to the south, beyond a stand of pine and juniper. An aged campfire from the previous occupants makes my decision. Camp will be here.

Unbuckling and easing off my pack, I begin plotting the afternoon, set up camp, kindling, fish for dinner, maybe a quick dip in the river before the day cools too much. He is somewhere behind me, my excitement to be outside always gives way to a lead, while he takes his time; methodical, observing, meditating. Listening for footfalls approaching, although I’m quite certain he’s at least a 1/4 mile behind, I begin removing gear. As my hands brush the coil of blue nylon rope for emergencies, a smile spreads across my face. My thoughts immediately shift from setting up the tent to other pursuits. Read more »

“ you will have to wait “

My body is practically vibrating with restrained energy. I wait in the hotel suite as instructed, inspecting both my appearance and the room for imperfections. bottles of water, a pint of whiskey and a pair of tumblers sit beside a small speaker softly crooning muddy waters.
I’m in lingerie of my own choosing, you’ve never shown a preference for any particular set, so I settled on midnight blue lace. The teddy has charming cut outs and tucks in at my waist. the cups push my breasts up under my chin, I rather like the effect. I chuckle to myself and wonder how long it will remain on my body. A last glance in the mirror finds an uncooperative curl, and Im twirling it back into place when I hear a slow, deliberate knock on the door. Every hair on my body stands at attention as butterflies take flight in my stomach. I am so eager to see you, I can see it play out in my head. Read more »

Rough fucking my (m23) older married Muslim (f37) fuck buddy on her anniversary (graphic)

Now this story is much rougher than my previous stories. So please don’t judge me for what I did to this beautiful mother of 2 .

This story is the most recent I’ve posted. At this point we had been fucking for roughly 9 months. And in this time we had seen each other at least 3-5 times a week. Having an affair with an older woman was amazing. I loved her body, her mature sex drive abs her body aged like fine wine. I was getting ready for her to come over. At this point I’d leave my door unlocked for her and I’d usually already be naked or at least in my underwear. Read more »

The threesome that changed my life

My wife and I had fantasized a lot about introducing another guy into our sex life. Fantasy led to obsession, and obsession inevitably led to action.

The first time we had a threesome it was with a guy I picked out to meet her. He was in my political science class at school and he was pretty cool.
We had him over one night, and we all hit it off.

We were drinking, and she was bragging about how well she could deepthroat. She was telling him that she could take his whole dick and lick his balls at the same time. I was agreeing and encouraging her. She was easily able to do that to me, and he was about the same height and weight, so I assumed she would be able to do the same to him.

We were all sitting on the couch when it started. Her and I began making out and he joined in, kissing her neck from behind while I kissed her lips. He was massaging her back while I rubbed her tits, and after a minute or two, she turned around and started making out with him. Read more »

Ben (M20) and Stacy (F 30)

Ben still needing to get his lawnmower back that he left at Stacy’s house after his embarrassing blowjob experience. Trying to build up the courage to go and knock on her door. Still thinking about what he would do if she tried to come on to him again, what if she tries to touch me, should I let her? I want to be touched by her, no one has ever made me fill like that, she is married, Stacy is so attractive, why did she do that, will she do it again, thoughts race through Ben’s mind. He wants her, still scared to even talk to his female friends Ben nervously walks up to Stacy’s front door. He can fill the butterflies in his stomach a nervous felling but also exciting to see Stacy again.

Ben just stands at the front door trying to build up the courage to knock, still playing out all the what if and possibilities, “Hello Ben” Stacy says as she opens the door. How are you doing today, did you come back for your lawnmower?

“Uhm yes” would it be OK if I go in the backyard and get it? Of course, Stacy replied. Ben turns and starts to walk away. Sweetie where are you going? Read more »

Car sex with my (m23) married Muslim fuck buddy (f37) with her hijab on

So one day I was at a party and I lost my keys. I was sure that I forgot them in my buddies car but he wouldn’t pick up his phone so I was stranded. I texted jasmine (fake name for safety purposes) to see if she could come pick me up. I knew her husband was home so I wouldn’t hold my breath but she told me she could sneak out and give me a lift. She picked me up around 2am. She was wearing spandex and a long shirt with a black hijab. I got in the car and thanked her with a nice long tongue kiss. “I gotta get you home fast, I didn’t even tell my husband so I have to hurry” she began driving but she looked absolutely sexy. I asked her if she could come in for a quick fuck but she refused and said she had to get back in a hurry. Read more »

The Good Friend [FWB, M20F19] part 2

Link to part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o0gtee/the_good_friend_fwb_m20f19/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o0gtee/the_good_friend_fwb_m20f19/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

“I did it,” said Jenna, averting her gaze from Katie’s eyes.

Katie’s jaw dropped. “You gave him a hand job?”

“Yeah, and I… Well I didn’t know at the time, but I accidently post orgasm tortured him. Or at least that’s what the internet said.”

“Girl, you bitch!” laughed Katie. “That is so cruel!”

“I didn’t know! I didn’t realize it gets sensitive or something.”

“Of course, of course! But hey! Good job, girl! How did he enjoy it?”

“He cuddled with me after we changed and showered. He said I did well.”

“Aww, he’s so sweet.”

“Yeah he said that when…if I get a boyfriend I’d be a great girl friend and that guy would be lucky to have me.”

“He certainly would,” said Katie with a knowing look.

Jenna didn’t catch the hint, but she still averted her gaze. “I didn’t think it would be *that* messy.”

“Oh, hon, he’s probably been holding that in for a while. Didn’t he just come back from a family trip?”

“Yeah, he said he was really pent up.” Read more »

Yes, ma’am. [FM] [FDom] [Soft FDom] [Spanking] [Bratty Sub] [Fluff]

A quick little fluff fic about a simple punishment and aftercare.
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He had done it this time.

He was stressed out about his studies after spending hours on grad school work. It felt like that was all he ever did lately. He knew it would be healthy to take a break, but he couldn’t seem to bring himself to do that. There is always something else that needed to be done. Unfortunately, this was beginning to have a distinct effect on his mood.

When she came in from and asked him about his day, he knew he shouldn’t have snapped at her. He had been so focused he failed to hide his annoyance at being interrupted. His frustration was understandable, but there was still a way he was expected to speak to his Domme. The rules always applied. She hadn’t gotten upset, she rarely even raised her voice at him. Instead she matter-of-factly stated that he was to meet her in the bedroom in five minutes to face consequences. Read more »

Fucking a married Arab muslim woman while her husband is gone (m23) (f37) pt2

This is part two to the story I posted earlier

Fucking a married Muslim woman in her home (m23) (f37) from SluttyConfessions

So once we established that I would be spending the night I her husbands place she walked over to the bed and stood over me where I was laying and gave me a kiss. “I wish you could be here every night” I let her kiss me and eventually she reached back down for my cock. Already hard again for her pussy. She began rubbing it and kissing me more. “I wonder how such a hot young stud like you can love an older woman like me” she offend said things like this. I’m not sure if she was insecure or just thought it was sexy. Or maybe both. However I hated when she talked stupid. I grabbed her hand and guided her to sit on me. “For every dumb thing you say I’m gonna fuck you even more” she was now grinding on me slowly. “Maybe I should keep saying stupid things then” she put her olive toned hands on my white abs. Slowly grinding away while she stared and felt my body. I wanted to talk stupid to her back, so I decided to. “I bet your husband never once fucked you as good as I have” she smirked and let out a slight laugh . “Well, you’d be right. You appreciate my body more.” Her face lit up even more with a devious grin “and your cock is way bigger” Read more »