My 1st time

So my g/f was wearing a skirt on our Friday night date. This was the first time she wore a skirt to date. We were in my car due to covid. While making out I place my hand on her legs. She resisted a bit but i still manage to kiss and keep my hands on her sexy legs. After some time I was able to move my hands under her skirt. I realized she was wearing a thong with side that could be tied like a “bow tie”. I undid the knot and pulled her panties out. This was my first time seeing a Vagina. She shaved and her pussy was wet. Without wasting time i sucked her pussy. It tasted salty but i liked it. She moaned my name while i was sucking her. This was my 1st time….even thou i didn’t loose my virginity it was still very awesome.

She gave me big wet kiss after and she let me keep her thong

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Hooked (MF)(Mdom)(Femsub)(rope play)(impact play)(bdsm)

The kids are away. It’s our first time alone since this stupid lockdown started. You were up early taking them to their grandparents ensuring maximum time alone. I stayed in bed, dozing.

You get home and come upstairs, taking advantage of my sleepiness to tie my wrists over my head and bring me to my knees, looping my wrists trapped in bondage rope over the hook that hangs above the bed. You make me shift my hips backwards so that both my ass and breasts are thrust out and available. Once I am posed to your satisfaction, you cast a critical look at my attire. Clad in nothing but and old white undershirt of yours, I feel naked under your gaze. You smile, a dark, menacing, delightful smile.

You reach for the shirt and grab it just below the collar. Before I can protest, you pull your hands apart in a quick jerking motion, ripping in from top to bottom, leaving it hanging from my upraised shoulders. My juices begin to flow, you like all my lingerie too much to destroy any of it. You leave the room for a moment, only to return with scissors. You make short work of the remaining fabric, cutting the sleeves and tossing it on the floor.

The hotwife

She goes to the bar ahead of me and flirts with the guys. She is wearing a dress with a short skirt that buttons up the front, and no panties. I show up and watch her flirt from a distance. When she finds one she wants to fuck. She signals me and I go out to the car and slouch down in the back seat. She brings him out and stands in front of the car. They make out as she strokes his cock through his pants. Squatting down, she takes it out and sucks his cock for a minute or two, also she pays close attention to his balls. Sucking on them and stroking his cock with her hand.  She stands up, unbuttons her top, and takes her tits out. I watch as he gropes and sucks on her tits. Soon she turns around and bends over the hood. He fucks her from behind, her tits swinging with each thrust. She bites her lip, as she stares into the car with a look of lust on her face. His thrusts quicken as he is about to cum. Her face changes to exstacy as his cock pulses inside her, his cum coating her insides. She stands up, gives him a long kiss. He then heads into the bar.
Climbing into the back seat with me, she takes her dress off. We make out before I go down and eat her pussy. She then climbs onto my cock, and I suckle her tits as we fuck. Soon I cum, filling her pussy. Mixing my semen with his.

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Lesbian literature suggestions?

I’m trying to find some good lesbian soft bdsm erotica. Does anyone have suggestions?

Specifically, I’m really turned off by “bad pain,” but I still want to read about super submissive scenes. I have a lot of triggers, including assault, vomit, crying, etc. so it’s been really hard to allow myself to explore erotica without feeling like it’ll trigger me at some point.

If anyone has suggestions for lesbian erotica that involves rope, asphyxiation, light impact play, age play, or (feminist) trans woman plot points, let me know!

Full Service at the Inn [M/F, stallion x deer anthros, handjob/masturbation, virgin, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A young stallion anthro visits an inn on the way home from business travel and is shown the ways of the passions of the body for the very first time…

“Full service” is an understatement!

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

Gold Stripe shuffled his hooves quietly, the stallion not quite sure what to do as he was ushered into the bath. Although he was a slimmer sort of anthro stallion, it was large enough for perhaps even a feral, which was a surprise to him, wearing only a loincloth to protect his modesty as the water bubbled with soap and oils that would soothe anything weary from his coat and his muscles.

“Er… Like this?”

He grunted, blushing lightly, slipping down into the hot water. He didn’t know why the maid of the inn, a gorgeous anthro doe whose large breasts filled out her black and white patched dress, had insisted that he bathe, but he didn’t feel at all obliged to deny her such a thing. Maybe he stank more than he realised after his travels, as he had been on the road for quite a while after stopping in at the inn.

My flatmate turned me into his Sissy Crossdressing Slut (Part 2)

*Please read Part 1 if you haven’t already*

I leaned over my shoulder to see what he was doing on the bed. He was stroking his cock, getting it fully erect for the moments to come. He grabbed a condom, rolled it slowly over his thick meaty hard cock. He popped the top off the lube on the bed and began to smother it over his cock. I was attracted to it and he knew it.

The time I (m18) took a religious Muslim hijabs virginity RAW (f18) (TRUE STORY, LONG)

She was notorious for being innocent. Up till she met me she wouldn’t even shake hands with a guy let alone start trading blow jobs with one. I’ll skip the story of how we got to the point and get right to how I fucked her in the school theater.

So like I said, this girl was notorious for being innocent. Everyone knew she was out of play. She wore the hijab and wore somewhat loose clothings but everyone could tell she still had a rocking body. She was about 5’4, and required a D cup bra for her huge tits. She also had an ass that bounced for days.

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A Good Mormon Girl Breaks the Law of Chastity (Part 2/2) [MDom] [fsub] [dubcon][Sad-rotica?]

[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jqpyqz/a_good_mormon_girl_breaks_the_law_of_chastity/)

“So, again, I ask Kenzie… do you keep the Law of Chastity?”

Once, a few months prior, Kenzie had been home by herself. For one hour on a Friday night. All alone upstairs, her siblings had other activities and her parents were on a date.

This is an ancient longing. A feeling that must be ignored until the right time, lest… She was a woman. Blonde, curly hair. Impossibly small waist supporting the top of the hourglass. The moon was always the keeper of time, with Her shifting phases.

Kenzie pretended to ignore those stolen glances in the hall of her ward. Men with empty eyes. Few with eyes of that dark blue fire that sent a tingle down her spine. Her chastity depended on her ignoring them. And now, in the presence of Brother W. She could not hide.

Too many nights with her own fingers deep inside that small opening up into to her pelvis, desperately trying to find that end of her story, only to be met with a sullied and lackluster denouement. Powerless to seal her own fate.

Life Gets Better: Part Two [MF] [Interracial] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Anal] [Huge Fake Tits]

Brian looked down at Stacy. He couldn’t believe he might be fucking these enormous tits for the last time. The two of them had a good thing going on between them for these past three months. They both had decided not to put a label on their relationship. Instead, they just enjoyed each other’s company as well as fucking each other to the point of exhaustion.

All of that would have to be put on hold for now. Stacy and her ex-husband had agreed to go on a long trip together. It was their last attempt to see if there was anything between them other than a remarkable friendship.

Stacy’s ex-husband, whose name was Michael, knew all about Brian. He also knew that Stacy loved having her big fake tits, fucked by another man. He even knew where she was at this exact moment. That was the thing about being an ex. You had no say in what the other person did, or with who.

“This makes three times now,” Stacy said while she held her huge fake tits together.