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A Series of Letters: Brynn 1 – [29F, 31M, 30F, 33M, 33M][Infidelity, Dom/Sub, Punishment, Chastity]

{This is the first chapter in a series of erotic shorts. For a full list of the chapters, and other original Reddit posts, check out the pinned post on my profile u/rvaanonguy1}

Dear Andy,

Andy, Andy, Andy, Andy. Wow.

Writing your name instead of your nickname doesn’t make you tougher or intimidating.

Let me tell you: that letter is not what you want to write to keep a woman.

Look, Manny is boring. But he holds doors open. He’s sweet. He is a bit try-hard macho at times, but it’s not toxic like you can be. He’s respectful. If that’s boring, then boring is fucking hot. Boring can fuck me any time he wants.

That said, it isn’t Manny you need to worry about. Worry about Scott. It’s Scott’s thick, dark cock you’ve been jacking off to all these years, jealous that it fucked your wife before you could, as you said, “lock that down.”

Oh… Wait… She’s fucking Manny. I guess you never really “locked that down.”

I guess I should have mentioned two things: 1. This isn’t Tamara. 2. That you left with your letter box isn’t empty. Read more »

The House in the Woods [F38/M39] [TW: CNC]

She walked with her head down, hood up and music blasting through her headphones. Her awkward shyness seeping through every pore. Every insecurity playing through her mind. Her feet moving in time with the music as she walks through the park, towards the woods.

The dilapidated house at the far end of the woods was her quiet place. Where she could clear her brain. She had managed to restore the chairs and table for somewhere to sit and read. It was quiet, apart from the occasional rustle from the wildlife.

She would have heard him matching her steps if it wasn’t for the music. Walking pace by pace, far enough behind that no one will notice him following her.

It was warm enough weather that the park was packed. Kids and adults playing, sunbathing, having a few drinks with friends. The perfect Saturday.

As she approached the house, she turned down her music and removed her headphones. Silence. A deep breath, and a long sigh. She could breath without the city sounds suffocating her. Smothering her voice.

She heaved open the door, and went inside. Read more »

Fireflies [M30/F30][Oral][Penetration][Anal]

Ryan cupped Mary’s breast as they spooned in the nude under a thin sheet in the mid July heat. Mary pressed back into him, their legs intertwined, trying to maximize contact. She could feel him breathe against her back and she smiled softly feeling how perfectly her ass tucked into him. It was a slow moment for them, they were in the business of killing time in each others arms. They were waiting for it to get dark.

By eleven Mary decided to get up and stretch before getting ready. Ryan rolled over to look at her beautiful curves silhouetted by the low light of the room. She really does have the best booty, he thought. Inspired, he also got up and crouched next to her. Holding her thigh, he kissed her cheek and looked up at her. It was that look that always melted her heart. It wasn’t lust or a mischievous glimmer (although those had their moments, she thought), it was adoration.

She cupped his face in her hands and gently pulled him up to his feet. He stopped at several key points to pause and give them love and attention too. When he was standing it felt like he towered over her, his long curls framed their faces as he looked down and kissed her nose. “Let’s get ready,” he said, “it’s almost time.” Read more »

Heavenly oral. [MF][orall][40+]

The taste of you, your wetness that justs gets wetter. The scent of your sex that gets stronger through your fur. The smoothness of your labia and the very top inner thighs…..

That texture on my tongue is like velvet. I want to lick it for hours. Your clit getting harder and standing out so I can lap it gently with my broad tongue then back down and sucking your lip then hardening my tongue and thrusting it into your vagina, curling it and trying to get your front wall. Pushing my face right into your pussy to get that tongue even further inside you.

My big nose rubbing and sliding over your clit at the same time. Sucking and swallowing your wetness and your come that gushes onto my face as you grind down on my face, my beard, my nose and best of all my tongue. Lapping, circling, rotating around, over and on your clitoris.

Taking your gasping instructions so I now go lighter and less direct as you get closer and closer to orgasm. Your hands on my hair now. Pulling my face in, thrusting your hips forward so your pussy is engulfing my visage. You pulling back as it all gets way too sensitive. Read more »

Never A Sure Thing: 21+ [F32/M34] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Cheating] [BBC] [Big Boobs] [Busty] [Cleavage] [Oral Sex] [Impregnation]

I have always loved cocks, dicks, trouser snakes, whatever people called them. I have always loved them since I sucked Billy Madix’s dick under the bleachers.

In my senior year of high school, I must have sucked all the guy’s cocks in my senior class. I could care less what they thought of me or the names the other girls called me. I loved the feeling of a cock in my mouth.

When I went to college, it was no different; I collected cock pics and had a whole folder full of them. I could care less what size, big, small, micro, the giant and massive, I sucked them all. That wasn’t to say I fucked them. No, I was saving that for the best cock of them all, one that could last a full ten minutes of me sucking them off.

Not many guys lasted that long. Hell, most of them didn’t last two minutes. I had gotten good at sucking cocks, I had my own way and secret, and it never failed me. Read more »

Sex in a Bottle [33f/45m] [seduction] [fantasy] [home wrecker]

I walk past the bar in the hotel lobby and I am stopped by a familiar smell. A scent so intoxicating it makes my heart beat a little faster. I need to find the source. I turn around to see who I passed. I notice several men sitting at the bar looking like they came straight from work. I walk towards them and the scent gets stronger. As I near, I notice the man I am honing in on has a wedding ring. I stop and reconsider approaching. I close my eyes, take a deep breath and realize I have no power. My body craves this and I am compelled to follow through. I sit on the stool next to him and wave at the bartender to order a drink. I look at the man to make a comment about the slow service. I extend my hand to introduce myself and lean in to get another whiff of his scent. I ask him what cologne he is wearing and he confirms what I already know. He says something to me but his words are drowned out by the noise in the bar. I am in a trance at this point and the aroma has triggered something in my brain. I haven’t smelled this cologne since I was 19. Tom gave me my first orgasm and it was the cologne he wore. Is my brain now associating this smell with sex? The man continues to make conversation and I am looking him over. He is not the typical guy that catches my eye nor does he exude confidence. Any other circumstance I would have completely ignored him but today all I want is to be ravished by him. I take another deep breath. I am sexually aroused and I feel a warmth between my legs. He is married but I don’t care. I don’t care to know his name or anything else. I just need to have him. I turn my legs toward him and open them slightly revealing my inner thighs. I gently pull my dress up a little more and then cross my legs again. He looks down as he feels my foot gently brush past his leg. I speak softly so he cant hear me without leaning in more. I see his eyes on my chest as he asks me to repeat what I said. I scoot my stool closer so now my knees are touching his. I place my hand on his thigh and bend forward exposing more of my breasts in my vneck dress. He shakes his head that he can’t understand. I stand up and place both hands on his thigh while pressing into his body to speak in his ear. He puts his arm around my waist and I am overwhelmed by his cologne. I need him. I need him now. He turns to face me and I reposition myself by standing between his legs. I put both arms around his neck and continue to whisper in his ear. My breasts are pushed against him and he has his hands on my hips now. My drink finally comes and I sit back in my chair still facing him. I pull up my dress again to reveal more of my legs. He puts one hand on my knee and looks at me to see if its ok. I smile and take another drink. I run two fingers along the neckline of my dress drawing his attention towards my cleavage. My milky white breasts are ready to burst out of this dress. He glances down and can see the tiny buttons are pulling across my voluptuous body. I jokingly say the dress must have shrunk because the top buttons are being held together by magic. His cologne has complete control over me now. I take his hand and move it up my thigh towards my pussy. I tell him I need him to see what he has done. His eyes widen as he feels my soaking wet panties. He looks around before taking a finger to move my panties to the side feeling my pink, swollen clit. At this point I am willing to do whatever he wants. I bite my lip and tilt my head down so I have to look up at him. I tell him that we should go somewhere quieter….

The RV Trip [M18F50s] [first time] [age gap]

It was the summer after Will graduated high school. He was about to turn 19 in August. In September he would be heading off to college. All year leading up to graduation he’s tried to figure out what to spend the summer doing. Most of his friends needed to work to help pay for school. But he got a good amount of scholarships and his grandparents were going to foot the rest of the bill. He really didn’t want to be stuck at home with his parents all summer bored and lonely.

So when Patty and Rick invited him to come along on their RV trip he agreed. They were two of his parents oldest friends. He grew up with them around all the time. Almost like an aunt and uncle. Rick was a lawyer who took a risk and joined a start up tech firm. It paid off and he cashed out. Now in their early 50 they were both retired.

They bought a huge expensive RV and loved to drive it all over the country. Will head over heard them talking to his parents about their adventures. So when they offered to bring him along on their next trip he jumped at it. Much better than sitting at home. At least this way he would see some of the country. Read more »

Air B and D Part 1 [F33][solo]

This was supposed to be a relaxing long weekend getaway. Away from the city, the noise, the daily bump and grind traffic into an office where I sell my soul to Big Corp International. To be fair, work isn’t all that bad. I get to suck Rodney’s cock in the mailroom when no one’s around. But even he can get annoyingly loud, grunting and pulling my hair when he’s about to explode. Sometimes a lady needs her peace and quiet.

I’d booked this place online. “Private. Perfect for writing or meditation.” It’s a quaint cottage with an English garden, one of a few little retreats spaced far apart on an estate. Tall oak trees surrounded it save for a stretch of grass that extended up the large property. I look past it and see the main house not too far away. It’s big and old, like a Rockefeller mansion.

I love finding gems like these online. Best of all, I don’t have to talk to anyone. There’s a combo lock on the door and the emailed numbers work fine. I open the door and the smell of cedar and a long extinguished fireplace wafts past my nose. Inside, it’s decorated simply with a muted palette on the curtains and walls. No distractions. The bedroom is no different. A full size bed takes up most of it but there’s room for a mirror, dresser, and a side table. Read more »

A Series of Letters: Andy 1 – [31M, 30F, 29F, 33M, 33M][Infidelity, Dom/Sub, Punishment, Chastity]

{This is the first chapter in a series of erotic shorts. For a full list of the chapters, and other original Reddit posts, you may find it at this link: https://tinyurl.com/5a9en2w4.}

Dear Tamara,

Don’t open the box until you’ve read this letter.

You probably thought I was going to leave divorce papers on the kitchen island. Or, maybe, that I’d leave a heartfelt note on my pillow in the morning – something you’d find when you woke up after I’d already left. However, I am not passive by any means, and that was not how my – our – marriage was going to end.

Hell, I’d say that our marriage was going well until you started having an affair. Everything about it until then was almost exactly how I’d hoped it would go – starting with our wedding.

Your mother didn’t approve of your dress – and that so much skin and tattoos were showing, but that wasn’t particularly important. You probably didn’t approve of my suggestion of “No-limits” respective bachelor and bachelorette parties, but I know you embraced it the first moment you got the opportunity. I knew about your naughty side, but seeing it on display on Brynn’s phone… Read more »