A few days with old friends – part 2 [FF] [Swapping]

*This is the second part of a longer story. Whilst not essential, I’d suggest you read* [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ofna12/a_few_days_with_old_friends_part_1_mf_swapping/) *first if you haven’t already. I hope you enjoy it and keep a look out for part 3. As always, I love to chat to my readers about what they enjoyed about my stories, so please leave a comment.*

I got back to our room, after Matt and I had a late night skinny dip, to find the bed empty. I figured John must have fallen asleep with Sam and whilst I considered going to find them, sleep was calling. At some point during the night John returned to me and I woke in the morning with him sleeping next to me, arm draped loosely over my back, both of us lying naked on top of the sheets unused to the heat. I slid out from under his arm, turning to kiss his shoulder as I rose which elicited a small moan, and he rolled over. I headed into the bathroom for a shower. As I waited for the water to warm I was aware of a tenderness between my legs, I could feel the puffiness of my lips and the gentle bruising of my insides from the pounding I had gotten from Matt the night before. It was a pleasant reminder more than anything, and I smiled thinking about looking at the stars, as he came all over me.

Orange Juice (M/F)

Tom woke up well before his wife, Jessica. After brushing his teeth, rinsing his mouth, shaving, and showering, she was still asleep. Poor thing, Tom thought. She must be tired from the meeting last night.Tom’s wife is an attorney for a well known law firm. Ever since a case came up involving the city’s mayor and his alleged involvement in gambling, she has been up to her neck in work. As Tom looked down at her peacefully asleep, he decided that he would treat her to something special.

Breakfast in bed, thought Tom, smiling.

Closing the bedroom door behind him as quietly as possible, Tom made his way to the kitchen. French toast with eggs and orange juice was his wife’s favorite meal in the morning. Taking the loaf of bread from the cabinet, as well as the egg beater, pans, and manual juicer, Tom began to get to work. It was just after he finished beating the eggs that his wife came into the kitchen.

“Hey, I didn’t expect you to wake so soon.”

“Oh, am I interrupting something?” she asked, coming close to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. She still smelled faintly of the peach scented soap she used last night when she showered.

Lingerie [MF]

“You’re thinking about it all wrong,” he replied. “Lingerie isn’t clothing.”

She looked at him, confused. “What do you mean? If lingerie isn’t clothing, what is it?”

“Lingerie,” he smiled, “is an invitation.”

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The day has tumbled me around and deposited me back here, a little worse for the wear, meetings and spreadsheets and traffic leaving imperceptible marks on me, except maybe my suit looks a little wrinkled and maybe I look a little tired. But it’s good to be home. I trudge up the stairs, and unlock the door. Swing it open, enter. Turning into the living room, I pause at the sight before me.

I don’t know, honestly, if what you’re wearing counts as lingerie. It’s a red silk robe. Is that lingerie? Does it matter? The way it is sliding off one shoulder, and parted open in the front. The way you sit on the couch, your hands on your thighs, your lips parted in a small smile. There is no doubt what you are suggesting. And I am speechless.

Lust Leave’s Lasceration (Scarlet amorousness, into the woods once more)

She walked purposely down to the park making her way with confidence in every step, grinning with anticipation as her teased mind brought back memories of her master’s hot body on hers. His eager hands stripping her of her bindings to get to the creamy body underneath, biting, licking and teasing every inch of her until she was begging to be filled.

Her thighs rubbed together tantalising her quivering pussy with each movement knowing at the end of this would be her master waiting for her. She entered the park, its trees bowed down around her, trapping the light behind there green leaves bathing the path in a natural glow as the sun set behind them. The perfect night, hardly any breeze and the sun’s warmth could still be felt upon her skin as she wound her way to the bench where he said he would meet her.

Perching herself delicately on the end she pulled out a joint from her bag, looked around the deserted walkway and lit up. Breathing in deeply, soothing her mind, she looked down to see her nipples standing erect to the dusk gaze. They were always like that, as though she was always ready for attention. Which was true, she always craved lust and heat that’s why she was drawn here tonight, to be filthy out in the open where anyone could see them, it made her heartbeat faster drawn to the thrill of being caught.

I’d cum inside your pretty little hole

Sliding inside of your pussy for the first time, after days of hating each other and sexual tension. You’d say you hate me, but I know you love the warmth of gripping onto my cock so much. I’d push it in, absolutely savor the feeling. I’ll fuck you hard, while I whisper “I hate you too.” I’ll growl as I ravaged you, broke you, destroyed you. But i would like it. You would love to feel my slaps, my hands all over your body, me pulling your hair, kissing you roughly with spite. And when I’m done. I’d cum inside your pretty little hole, marking you as mine.

Addiction – The Start

Jen laid back, her eyes fixed with a hungry stare at the stud in front of her. Her long, slender legs bent, and opened to him. Mike felt the twinge in his gut at how she presented herself to her lover, Aaron, his best friend.

Her face and shoulders were flushed from their heavy make out session before, and the shine of wetness glistened between her sun kissed, flawless thighs. Jen’s body screamed arousal, as her chest rose and fell quickly with her sharp breaths. Aaron’s presence had suddenly turned her into a sexual goddess.

Mike was in awe of his wife. Not just her obvious signs of wanton, but at how quickly it had happened. Their usually lovemaking, Mike had though he had seen what Jen looked like in the throes of passion. But after seeing her just kiss and embrace Aaron in their session of foreplay, he realized he was gravely mistaken.

When Aaron stepped forward, she shadow of his cock seemed to lead directly between his wife’s legs. His best friend, between high school and college, had discovered the gym. He had gone from a pudgy teenage to a world class collegiate athlete. It didn’t stop there though. After college, Aaron continued his rigorous training regimen and had sculpted himself into a hulking, muscular beast. His once round race sharpened in a chiseled jawline and heart throbbing good looks.

My doctor fingered me…

I don’t know how it happened. He’d been treating me for a range of issues, mainly to do with energy, and the meds he’d prescribed were working. We had a check up appointment to make sure I wasn’t getting any bad side effects and to see if my dose needed adjusting. I had a list of all the symptoms we were treating so we could tick them off one by one to see if they were all responding to treatment (most were).

I was getting to the end of my list and remembered that I’d been having some vaginal swelling before treatment. I read it out loud and he asked if it was still present. I said I didn’t think so, but frowned because I wasn’t sure. He said he’d better have a look, and I agreed because it was going to be another two months until my next check up and it was worth checking out.

“You can’t cum today, princess.”

I want to deny a messy sub’s orgasm so fucking badly. Building up their arousal to the point where her head is hazy, and cloudy with tears forming, her entire body is quivering, grinding her hips and trying to rub my cock on her needy cunt. I stop, hold her down and whisper into her ears “You can’t cum today, princess.”
I’ll be so in the mood torture her sweet pussy with a  vibrator having her on all fours and leave the vibrations in low to medium, but as soon as she gets a little close I’d slide my fingers inside her an kiss her plump lips.I want to see that messy, flustered look on her face. For me it’ll be her pathetic attempt to hold down her moans.
 

The challenge I had with this guy was crazy

So I met this guy online and we talked every day , like seriously every day and sometimes we start telling our deepest sex fantasies.So he told me he wanted to do a sex challenge and there where it all begins

First of all the challenge started when we met this, was the 8th time we met.
The challenge goes likes this or to be more specific the rules were likes this:

Rule is that I shouldn’t cum in public whatever happens.
I should wear panties which are vibrating and the remote was by the guy so he decided/ controlled how intense the vibration is . We went to to a lot of places shops ,restaurants everything so he could how intense this vibrating panties could be, he got me so wetttttt ,omg But everting I begged him to lower the intensity, he Look me dead in the eye and say shut up ,don’t cum yet daddy doesn’t allows u that .Because of the high intense of the vibration through out the day I start to lose the feelings in my legs. I couldn’t hold it anymore I needed to cum so badddd my whole panties got,at some point I started to fade away a lil bit, because of the fukkin intensity and everytime I begged him to lower it he said: shut up ,don’t cum yet daddy doesn’t allows u that.

Confession (f) (m) (power play) (teasing) (psychological torture) (masturbation) (fantasy) (oral) (Dom/sub)

I want to ride your cock until you fill my pussy with cum. Then, I want to make you eat it all out of me. I want you to tickle my g-spot with that monsterous tongue until my cum fills your mouth as well.

I want to wear incredibly short cut-off jean shorts while out in public with you and bend all the way over in front of you, while you’re sitting. I want to feel the sexual desire pouring out of you and the power I have over you as you sit there, unable to do anything. I want to turn to peek back at you, make eye contact, and see the delicious anguish in your eyes and know that you’re dripping precum into your pants at that very second.

I want to somehow end up bent in front of you or positioned above you so that you can feel the heat of my pussy on your face. I want you to need me so bad in that instant, whiteout being able to take me, that you have to go jack off in the bathroom in the middle of us hanging out.