I Know That You Guys Probably Heat This Kind Of Thing All The Fuckin’ Time, But This Particular Erotic Literature That I Authored, Really Does Happen To Be A 100% Non-financial Account Of Events That Actually Took Place In Real Life

This is part of one of my many anecdotal autobiographical ranting monologues I have written.The sad part about this, is that it is absolutely positively 100% true . . .

The first video on the top of this is ALexander Sveltina’s compassionate educational Youtube video, where he bravely exposes his big beautiful junk to the world, while teaching his audience how to perform a testicular self-examination, in order to screen for any kind of lumps, ridges, lesions, or anything out of the ordinary, that could possibly be cancerous, while giving the viewer the opportunity to search for malignancies, while doing the exam, and within the privacy if their very own home. Without unnecessarily having to go to the doctors office, where they could be put in the unfortunate uncomfortable position, where they have to have a male doctor fondle their balls.

Unless your PCP happens to be a woman—or if you’re really lucky, a young and attractive woman—then undergoing such an intimate experience that necessitates a doctor to carefully, and methodically explore your junk with their hands, wouldn’t be so bad of an experience at all.

My gf(24f) and I (25m) went to the nude beach and had sex in the bushes! Just another summer sex adventure!

As summer continues and is close to its end, we continue to enjoy it whenever we can and go outside on trips to have a little fun. One summer destination on our bucket list was to go to a nude beach. Keep im mind we never been naked outdoors before this summer, now we’ve been slowly trying it out without anyone around but now we decided to try out a nude beach.

The nude beach we went to was near our city, but the beach is very small as the trees/ plant line is pretty close to the water. Leaving a small strip of the sandy section to be the beach. We went on a weekday in hopes there wont be too many people around and lucky only saw a few people by the nude beach trying to find a spot of our own. We continued down further into the beach to find a secluded area where we can’t see people around us and laid our blanket down and settling in to our little secluded beach area!

Hard Reset: Part 3 (final) (MF, D/s, orgasm, dialogue, aftercare)

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I tilt my head back up at him, needing another kiss to settle. He licks my lips gently, touching his tongue to mine as our lips meet. “You need to cum once more baby, then you’re done, okay?” he says gently. I nod, not trusting my voice to answer. I have no idea if I will be able to cum- I still don’t really feel like I am in my body.

He sits up slightly, moving his hands over my breasts and taking time to roll my nipples between his fingers. “Open your legs for me baby, I’m going to make you feel good.”

I do as he says before I even realize I’m doing it, easily surrendering to his command. His hand moves between my legs, sliding between my lips to find me soaked for him. His fingers explore me until he gets a moan, and then gently settle into a rhythm. I burrow into his chest, keeping my legs open as he caresses my clit. “That’s it baby, let me make you feel good. Focus on my fingers…good girl,” he whispers, helping me to reconnect to myself.

The Girl on the Video, Part IV (M/F)(incest m/s)(anal)

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The Girl on the Video

PART IV

Megan pulled up Brenda’s OnlyFans page and logged in. My aunt had an extensive collection of pictures and videos engaged in a wide variety of sex acts. One thing I had to admit, my aunt was hot and she knew what she was doing when it came to selling sex. There were toy videos (really big toys), bondage videos, peeing videos, anal, girl-on-girl, boy-on-girl, girl-on-tranny, double-penetration, triple-penetration, fisting, combinations of all of the above, and so on. You name it, she had done it. All of it. There were things there I had never even heard of or considered until that moment.

Megan selected a particular video and queued it up.

“Every month or so, your aunt is visited by this other woman, who she calls her Mommy Dommy. This guest always wears a mask that covers the top half of her face, so she obviously doesn’t want to be recognized. Usually, she ties up Brenda and does various forms of torture on her – hence the ‘Dommy’ part of her name. Some of the stuff is pretty extreme, including hitting, cutting, burning, piercing, and the like. But after the abuse, the session always ends with some intense girl-on-girl sex between the two of them, usually with some big ass toys.”

A Spark

I’ve been thinking about him a lot. He’s like the milky way, starry and shining over me. I’ve been thinking if I have that spark with him. Certainly, we have a good friendship. We can talk for hours. And maybe, if we can hold each other attentive enough, then maybe his lips can hold onto mine. One of those kisses that starts passionately with our lips intertwined but slowly separate and linger in seduction. The seduction and passion of our lips will be dancing on his fingertips over my clothed breasts.

He’ll gently squeeze them. His lips will be back on the prowl over my lips. His hands will explore every inch of my body. He’ll be squeezing there, rubbing over there some more. With every movement of his hands I’ll reciprocate with moans. He will start parting my legs with his hand and I’ll gladly open them for his touch. Oh, I want his touch.

And I want to touch him. I want to explore every bit of him with my lips. Moving around his neck from his ear to his chin. I want to lick and suck down to his chest. Leaving a trail of small wet kisses for my hands to trace afterward. A kiss and touch. A kiss and moans and a touch. I’m lost in this mutual spark we share.

How I paid for college giving handjobs [F18][Massage]

The door buzzed and none of the girls seemed very interested. A few moments later, the owner’s head appeared in the doorway of the girl’s room.

“Candy, you’re up! Room two.”

“Time to lose your cherry,” Maddie commented as Candace rose to see her first customer.

She walked down the hallway until she reached the tiny room with a number two on the door. She knocked softly and waited.

“Come in!” a boisterous man’s voice responded.

Candace pushed the door and did her best not to react to the very overweight man in his mid-fifties standing completely naked by the side of the padded, wooden massage table. He had a full thick head of salt and pepper hair which seemed to extended from his head all over his bloated, paunchy body.

*Santa Claus?* Candace joked to herself.

“I’m Candy,” she blurted, and extended her hand to shake.

The man made a confused face, not expecting the attractive teenager to make such a formal introduction.

“I’m Rick,” he responded, smiling as he gobbled her up with his eyes.

The Mechanic

The Mechanic.

The street lights dim behind me.

The garage door is open and my car is in view.
The paint glimmers in the darkness, Opal silver tones sweep the room.

I stop at the end of the drive and put out my cigarette, squashing it into the floor with my boots.
He hasn’t noticed me.

I see him hunched over the bonnet. Baggy jeans with an art work of oil and dirt. His t-shirt exposing the very top of his ass. His silver hair, messy from the work.

I walk confidently forward, the metal heels of my boots distinctive on the drive.

He turns to see me. Leaning against my car he wipes his hands with a smile on his face. I can help but to reciprocate.

I carry on until I’m a few feet in front of him. I was only picking up my car!

‘Alright’ he says as he looks me up and down, his eyes greedy and desperate. I can feel it in my soul. The build. The desire. The ache.

A Happy New Year

Amy is my girlfriend, she has a pretty bad gag reflex and can’t get most of my dick in her mouth (6 inches long, 5.2 inches girth).

Jacob and Tara were our best couple friends and we decided to spend New Years together. The year was 2005.

I got bold and asked Amy if she’d suck my dick when midnight struck. She looked flabbergasted and said “no, babe. Jacob and Tara are here too and we are going to celebrate together”.

Jacob, the genius that he is, quickly follows up with “I think that’s a great plan, Tara are you down to do it too?

Tara was thinking and it took a few seconds but she finally said “sure but I don’t want anyone else seeing my suck your dick… it’s a little degrading”. Jacob looked defeated, but that’s when I casually pull out a blanket and say, no one will be able to see with a couple of these over you two.

Tara took another minute of convincing but finally said “fine, but just cuz I love Jacob’s big cock”.

(F+M story) Dystopian near-future with extreme inequality and realistic sexism

This was originally a roleplay ad, but it has enough world-building and length that I hope it can be admitted as a small story on its own too.

It’s 2048, Western liberal democracies still exist on paper, but the top 0,01% owns 85% of the wealth, which in practice means a level of control of politics, law and media that makes the early 21st Century be remembered as impossibly good times. AI cannot sustain a proper conversation yet but it now allows a very efficient, simple and discreet control of social media content, identifying and silencing opinions and ideas that might make people act against the system, and creating massive amounts of astroturfed content that justifies hardships as unavoidable lesser evils and sows division among those suffering them. Now, social media is just one more branch of top-down traditional media, which monopolizes the access to information, just as in the second half of the 20th century, but even more tightly. Any political agent that is not meant to perpetuate the system is filtered out and silenced, and in the rare case where it reaches a bit of a size, infiltrated and broken from inside.

A day at the beach. [MF, first time, romantic]

I have met the most amazing guy, he makes me feel so good about myself. He doesn’t play games and is upfront with what he wants.
When I shared a picture on Instagram of me standing in a field with my white little summer dress and flowers in my long red wavy hair. He made a comment on the picture, something about me looking like a hulder. They are a seductive forestcreature from Scandinavian folklore, someone who lures men to them. I found the comments funny and flattering so I slid in his DMs and we have been chatting for weeks and for hours on end every day.

We have met a few times, but this is the first time will have a change to be alone. He has the whole day planned.  I’m kinda nervous being alone with him, my experience with men haven’t exactly been many. Few relationships in my teens with boys that really didn’t know what to do.  But our connection is so strong.
He is like my perfect man from my wet dreams. He is taller than me, reddish hair and red  beard, look like he could belong in the Vikings series. He also has the best smile, and his laughter makes butterflies dance in my tummy.