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(MF) my internet fling

He and I had been sexting for a while, we had met on an app during the pandemic and hit it off right away. He was a few years older than me, tall, handsome, and gorgeous eyes. I knew the first time I saw him I had to have him. We’d known each other for about a year and I couldn’t take it anymore..I had to meet him. Unfortunately he lived a few states away. But I was always down for a road trip. I

I decided why not, life is too short and god did I need a hard pounding just thinking about it was making my pussy soaked. I could feel it making my thighs wet as I rubbed them together.

So I made the spontaneous drive. I didn’t know exactly where he was I just knew he wasnt far from where my family was from. When I finally got there I sent a picture to him of me topless in front of a landmark (he had to know where I was) And with a text that said, “see anything you wanna bend me over?” Instantly I got a text reply, “Give me 20 minutes” Read more »

3 Days Later

For those who liked my story, [Pocket Pussy](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/lp5ez0/pocket_pussy/). This is my first edition of Pt.2

She’d been terrified since you’d shot your load inside her. She kept wondering if something was happening inside her, if you’d fertilized her. What it if were? What would she tell her husband?

She’d have to try to hide it. He was coming home in a few days. She’d make a plan. She’d seduce him the first night, fuck him as she should and have him cum inside her to cover it up. After all, her friend was Asian and so was she. It would be easy enough to say, “Sorry hubby, I guess your boy just doesn’t look much like you.” It would work, but she still regretted having let her friend fuck her now.

That night you’d fuck her again. [^(Roleplay)](https://www.reddit.com/message/compose/?to=liveabroad9)^(?)

Two days later. Her husband would return late at night. She would go to the airport to meet him, but she needed to stay awake until then. She went to their friends house to kill time.

So, here she is on her way back to your place, wearing a cute outfit that she knew her husband would find fuckable, to watch a movie -nothing more. Or was it Netflix? Read more »

[MF] Office stories – Turkish delight (dubcon)(long story)

As she sits across from me in the small conference room at the end of the hall, I size her up. Black sneakers, skinny jeans and a black top visible under het white button down shirt. The first couple of buttons of her shirt are open as always so she has a nice cleavage showing. Her dark brown eyes look a bit scared, for good reasons. I’m the new manager of her team and she’s on the verge of getting fired. The file on her has been growing from long before I transferred to her team. We’ve worked together for over 3 years now, but I’ve never been her direct manager until now. Read more »

Clementina, Part V [erotic horror, monster, gore, violence, mild incest-m/s, MF (MFF?)]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES GORE, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY SEX, MILD INCEST, AND MORE. THIS STORY IS GROSS AND A LITTLE VIOLENT.

I wrote most of this part right after I posted the last section. I just sat on it for awhile because I was considering if it was too extreme. Finally I decided I would just post the damn thing. I’m not violating any rules, AFAIK – and I double checked the sidebar. If I am doing anything wrong, please let me know and I will remove it.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

That aside, if this is your thing, then read on and enjoy. As always, I read and appreciate all comments, even if I do not necessarily have the time to reply.

Thanks.

Clementina

Part V

Strange made me a free use slut [F]

I had been doing that journey for months, always the same and at the same time, always alone. On some occasions she had come to consider the possibility that it was dangerous for her, perhaps an ill-intentioned person, a click on a head raptured by anxiety or pain could become the trigger for madness in a healthy mind; However, he liked that path in the shadows, at dusk, after hours of seclusion inside the office and, even more, the sensation of hiding that secluded path that no one else seemed to use, even from family or friends, as a temple to his loneliness. The humid and warm air of an almost summer autumn and the almost sacred silence of nature as his steps entered the path that wound down the hill, by the sea, until he reached his town, turned that delicious half hour into the most his, in the longing that haunted him as he typed a new pointless report into his desktop computer, wishing the hours would pass quickly to get lost in the undergrowth. Read more »

A few days at Fucktoy School: Chapter I

*(disclaimer: all characters are over 18 and this story is pure fantasy through and through, it descibes things at best highly immoral and at worst highly illegal in real life. Please be safe and sane, friends. Life is too short to suffer.)*

The stupid fuckslave teacher wobbled into the classroom on high heels, with her tits jiggling and a dumb smile on her face, and proclaimed “Welcome to hot yoga darlings!”

The girls were all dressed in nearly nothing, skimpy bikinis and tight booty shorts with sports bras, or topless if the girls tits were small enough. At the beginning of Slave School, the girls all have their tits measured and the ones with the smallest are shamed, laughed at, mocked, and are not allowed to wear any kind of support or top since they clearly have nothing to hide.

There were a few of those in the class but mostly, to the fuckslave teacher’s supreme satisfaction, they were thick bitches with big plump titties swaying and sweating and jiggling from side to side and big bubble butts bulging out of their shorts. Read more »

Datenight with my wife

She looks like a goddess. The way the red dress wraps tightly around her body, complimenting every curve and line. All the way from her voluptuous breasts, down to her well-rounded buttocks. The way she moves, so sensually. She always manages to make men turn around as she walks past by them.

The way her long brown hair, waves with each gust of wind. Every time it mesmerizes me as she walks outside. The way she smells, so sweet. The sweet smell of her perfume is enough to carry you away into heaven.

Who is this woman I am talking about? It is my wife. I love her so much.

There she walks into the bedroom, in her red dress I bought for her. She instantly fell in love with it, the moment she laid eyes on it. I surprised her and bought it for her birthday last week. And now she wears it this evening. My heart is filled with love and pride to see her so beautiful like this. A true goddess among goddesses. My heart beats faster as I see her walking into the bedroom. My eyes are focused on her, waiting in anticipation what she will do next. Read more »

New Personal Assistant: Settling into the Job p2 (MF) (freeuse)

In the few days since being hired, Mandy had settled into her role quickly. She was organized and attentive in her work duties and proved great company, determined to learn more about my music and my goals. And she proved her excellent and willing blowjobs were not just a trick to get the job. That Friday was my first performance since hiring her. While in the shower, I called Mandy in to release some pre-show jitters. She happily jumped at my command.

Mandy threw off her clothes and climbed into the shower, and after scrubbing me down, she fell to her knees and accepted my cock into her throat. Mandy hungrily bobbed while I enjoyed the view of her performance. She bounced causing the water to shake off of her juicy ass and rubbed her pussy lustily while she worked. Soon, I was filling her mouth with my load, as I had a number of times that week. Read more »

Massage Advice [MF, Massage]

I have written quite a bit about giving massages. As a result, I’ve had a few questions about technique and other aspects of sensual massage. I thought I’d share some of my answers in case anyone is interested.

The question is, “How do you know when it’s time to transition to the sensual portion of the massage?” In a few of the stories I have mentioned my process of beginning with a traditional massage which brings relaxation and a feeling of well being. Later, I will begin a more sensual touch.

Before I begin my answer, keep in mind, I have only given massages to women. The answer for men could be different. Also, I am not an expert, but I’ve never had any complaints either.

How do you know when it’s time? A general rule of thumb: When you think it’s time, wait a little longer. If you’re going to make a mistake, make it by building up too much, not by not doing it enough. Remember that every second of anticipation just makes the moment sweeter when it finally arrives. Read more »