[Nonfiction]
Me [F19] and my partner [M21] are in an open relationship but he’s a tad bit possesive of me, it’s cute. We planned a vacation to Goa with 4 of our friends and it was our second night there.
We made cocktails for the night and soon, everybody was pretty drunk. I came back to our room to freshen up and he followed me in. He locked the door and before I knew it, he had me undressed and pinned to our bed.
We kissed impatiently and he pulled on my lip like how he always does. I was practically shaking while his tongue traced my nipples and he held my legs down before he went down on me
His tongue traced slow circles on my clit while he fingered me deep and slow. It wasn’t soon before I came on his fingers.
“It’s so hot when you come on me”, he whispered into my ear before slowly filling me in.
He’s a tease, he likes slow deep thrusts in the beginning, to a point where he knows I can’t take it anymore.
His eyes meet mine and his hands tighten around my neck, while he fucks me deep and hard where my back arches and he moans softly into my ear.
With every stroke he makes me spread wider while he thrusts in deep, before I finish on him.
I know how hard he gets when I finish on him, how my hands run through his hair and how my lips curl up and moan his name out.
He came inside me and I was a dripping mess, until he finger fucked me and made me come again
Category: Erotica
Abducted (my first erotica short story) [FFM] [Forced] [light BDSM] [Trigger warning]
Abducted: an erotic short story by captn_foobar (first attempt at writing this kind of thing, please don’t be too cruel)
The Watch Part 4: The 2000 Oscar Awards [Time Stop][Anal][Non-Con][Wynonna Ryder][Angelina Jolie][Drew Barrymore][Lucy Liu][Cameron Diaz][Uma Thurman]
Travis was starting to really get the hang of his new time stopping watch, and was ready to try it out on the 2000 Oscar’s. One of the first times he jacked off was to a picture of Angelina Jolie in her prime, and now he was ready to try out the real thing. He stood on the red carpet with everyone stopped around him, flashes on cameras permanently on, and tons of people all with their eyes on the celebrities. He started walking through the crowd, looking around for any piece of ass he could have before blowing his load on Angelina. He walked by Uma Thurman and pulled her dress down exposing her nice round tits and dark red nipples. Travis have them a pinch and shook them around a bit as his dick grew in his pants. He watch them hypnotically jiggle around for another minute, and then reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of scissors. After doing this a few times he decided to come prepared with supplies to make it easier. He used the scissors to cut Uma’s ridiculously priced dress down the back. It fell off of her body into a pile at her feet, Travis then cut her panties off and stood back to admire a fully nude Uma Thurman.
Ivy’s College Visit – Away From Home and Giving In To Young Lust
[Part 1, In Case You Need a Refresherpull-outlong-sleeved](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/n3arli/ivy_liked_to_fantasize_a_romantic_story_of_young/)
It was a melancholy fuck, if there can be such a thing. It was also intense and passionate.
Ivy was on her back in her bed. The little white silk robe she’d put on after her shower was wide open. There was nothing modest about it anyway. The fabric couldn’t hide her big, bouncing tits as walked about the kitchen making breakfast. I was amazed I had patience enough to finish my coffee and a bagel.
It was Sunday morning. We’d spent most of the past thirty-six hours in bed. We talked. We napped. We kissed. We touched one another. And we fucked so many times that I’d lost count.
Friday night had been frenzied. She’d lit some incense and candles to set the mood. But we were quickly overcome with lust. We’d been building to that moment for months.
Today, there is hardly anyone reading erotica online. There’s hardly anyone reading anything that’s not mobile-friendly and consumable in ten-minute chunks. In 2004 I could post a free fiction story and get 20,000 readers. Today it’s unlikely to get a tenth of that. And none of them are women under forty.
Forced Cream Pie
After last weekend’s erotic adventure with Amber and her sister Beth. Having them explore my package and use me to train her younger sister how to deepthroat, this weekend I wanted to do something for special for my lover Amber. If you missed the erotic story about getting a blowjob from two sexy girls[ read about it here.](https://www.blogger.com/u/1/blog/post/edit/8427813562214672611/4020797252225639594)
I got off work early one Friday to spend the weekend with Amber and made my way to her apartment before she arrived home from work. I started preparing a dinner for us, just a simple meatball and spaghetti sauce with garlic bread. While the meatballs backed in the oven, I used my time to take care of a few quick house chores. Vacuumed the apartment and started some laundry washing. Amber’s place was always clean, so I didn’t have that much to do to make her feel relaxed when she arrived home.
I had the table set and candles lit just in time for her to walk-in. My surprise worked her face lit up to see me and when she noticed the table set with 5 long stem candles burning, she wrapped her shapely body around me “Hello my love” Her intimate kiss she gave me with her plump lips and lustful look in her dark green eyes was all I needed to see to get a rise.
Last at the Bar [MF] [Consensual] [Stoned] [Tipsy]
Would love any feedback on this or advice on making it better.
Story involves quickie sex at in a bar bathroom, slight cum-eating, cannabis, & drinking. I find consent very hot and have tried to make it as overt as possible, but if you feel that tipsy/stoned sex between two people that just met is not consensual or is triggering than you may want to avoid.
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We’re both at a show. It’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re meh. They’re whatever.
By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much just us at the bar.
You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything, we’re too far apart, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. My heart drops a beat. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. So I do.
I want you [MF] [Pining]
I want you to bend me over the nearest flat surface. I don’t care if it’s a counter, a couch, or a bed.
I want you to hold me down and slide my skirt up.
I want to hear you chuckle when you realize that there’s nothing underneath.
I want to feel the goosebumps on my bare skin
I want to feel your approval pressing against me when you realize I’m already dripping and desperate for you.
I want you to hold my wrists and tell me you love me, while you make me yours.
[F4M] That one time I fantasized about the architect my parents hired and had a bit of fun with him. [Yes, part one.]
“Have you gotten furniture for your bedroom, yet?” He asks, going through the mini walk-in closet I had in my new bedroom, inside our new house. I shook my head in response, sitting on the edge of the bed as I looked at him, “Well… I have a bed and I ordered a desk and a mirror online which I think will arrive this weeked.” I retorted and started wondering why on earth he was still around despite our house now finished.
He was the architect my parents hired to design our new house. He was pretty young, like mid-20s young. His black hair in a faded haircut, the top part was always brushed up. He stood almost a whole foot taller than me, even taller when he had his business shoes. His body was not super ripped but you could tell that he had a flat and slightly muscular stomach and his arms were meaty. I’m telling you, everytime he lifted something up, the veins on his arms would pop out as well as his muscles over in his arms. He was attractive, okay, I’ll say it. He just had this charisma that had me almost swooning over him.
Mother’s Day
Everyone forgot Mother’s Day at my house. I’m a mother of four, and all four forgot. Even my husband didn’t remember.
I look at myself in the mirror, and fix my hair. I’m a redhead; my hair is long and goes past my shoulders. I stop and stare at my figure in the mirror, for a moment. *I stayed in shape after four kids, and my husband still takes me for granted.* I am 45 but I have stayed slim over the years. I have an average height for a woman. *I probably could leave and find another husband, but I couldn’t do that to my sons. Even though they’re all brats.* I grab my breasts and push them together. I imagine seducing a gentleman, a tall handsome man who then steals me away. I have a tight t-shirt on, and some sweatpants. No bra or panties.
I finish up with my hair, and sigh. *Looks like today will be nothing but depressing.*
The doorbell rings. I go to answer the door, because I know everyone else is too lazy to do it. I swing the door open. It’s Tom with his mother. He’s a friend of my son Adam.
Ex Sex: Part II
He closes the gap between them before she can inhale her next breath. With one fluid movement, he hoists her off the ground and pries open her legs with his knee, pinning her against the wall with his hips. She grinds against his hard, rough denim cock, gyrating her needy, aching cunt. She *needs* him. He’s like air to her. She digs her heels into the cheeks of his ass, pulling him in as close as possible.
She gasps into his mouth in response to his intense, all-consuming kiss. His tongue invades her, searching, demanding, claiming. The force presses the back of her head against the wall.
“Adam,” she breathes into his mouth then turns her face away from him, gasping for air.
He kisses and sucks her neck and she weaves her fingers into his hair. The guttural groans from deep in his throat, vibrate against her skin, sending small shivers through her body.
Fuck he smells good. Fisting his hair with both hands, she inhales deeply and exhales loudly, his musky, sexy scent making her mouth and pussy water.
“Yes, Adam. Please…”