Weekend Warriors – His Turn (Pt. II) [M/F BDSM, Oral, Anal, Spanking]

[Part I here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k2hyyi/weekend_warriors_his_turn_pt_1_mf_bdsm_oral_anal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

I want so badly to please you, and so I focus and relax as you enter me from behind. It always hurts, just a little – but soon enough the edge will dull as I become accustomed to your girth. Stretch me open and make me yours. It’s worth the wait, and after that first slow stroke you’re buried in my ass as deep as you’ll go. I clench and unclench my fists and let loose the breath I’ve been holding in. “You ok?” you ask, running your free hand down my back and letting it rest on my hip. You make those tiny circles with your thumb that you always do when you’re feeling affectionate. Pet me before you ravage me, I silently hope.

I nod. You slowly withdraw before pushing into me again, still caressing me and murmuring words of encouragement. I groan. You’re so thick and hard I’m acutely aware of you inside me even though you’re barely moving. It’s a completely different kind of fullness, tinged on the edges with the pain that’s quickly fading. In its place, steadily building as you inch back and forth, is a not-unpleasant warmth which I know will soon cascade into desire. You thrust again and this time the sound which escapes me is clearly a moan. You chuckle. “More?”

[MF] [rom] FINDING MY SOULMATE – This is a true story of how Ashley became my soulmate. Chatroom sex story.

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This all started about three months ago. I was sitting like I am now just surfing the internet and chatting with people in the chat rooms. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular, just looking for someone friendly to chat with.

As I was talking to various people in the room I saw this woman talking to some people and she seemed like someone I would like to talk to so I struck up a conversation with her.

As it turns out she was a very cool woman. She had a sense of humor just like mine. The type that was very sweet but if you piss us off watch out. We started chatting and I found out that she was a very sweet woman and a very honest one too.

After chatting with her a while I learned her name was Ashley and that she lived in a small town just like I did. We seemed to hit it off right away. We had been chatting for a few days when she decided to let me see her on cam.

I (23F) let my married friend use all of my holes

Dominic often came over on the weekends. We’d been friends since high school, and he’d often come to play pool with my roommate, Charlie, who was also an old friend, her boyfriend, and I. On this night, Charlie was staying the weekend at her boyfriend’s apartment. Dom decided to come over anyway.

We were sat on the couch, taking shots of monster and vodka, smoking blunts, and watching whatever looked interesting on Netflix. He seemed especially tense this weekend though. “Alright… what’s going on?” I asked, putting my hand on his knee.

“It’s Chloe. I just can’t seem to make her happy. I bought her that house, but everything is wrong anyway.” He sighed. He was genuinely sad. “She’s been cold to me lately… like she can’t stand to be around me. She goes out a lot with her friends and doesn’t come home until late.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course it was her. The entitled bitch absolutely didn’t deserve him. “Look, Dom…” I placed my hand on his, “maybe it’s just the vodka, but I don’t think Chloe deserves anything that you’ve given her. She expects it instead of being grateful.”

A Trip to the Grocery Store [BDSM][M/F]

We’re at the grocery store, doing our weekly shopping. I find myself feeling turned on as we weave through the aisles. You reach to grab something off the top shelf–standing on your tip-toes, given your short frame. As you struggle to reach, I notice the small of your back is exposed. You feel my hand grab your hip and feel me press against you. You can feel my hard cock pushing against your ass. You smile, knowing how much I want you. You’re eager to please me and know I likely won’t have the patience to wait until we return home. You arch your back and lightly grind against my cock.

You continue to tease me as we make our way through the aisles. Brushing up against my cock, bending over near me so I can get a view of your cleavage in that tight little blouse I picked out for you, walking in front of me and swaying your hips suggestively. When I’m not paying attention, you stoop down to “look at something” near the bottom shelf. While there, you begin to run your hands run up my thigh. I’m hard, and you can feel it. I know the look on my face is making you wet—you giggle and glance down.

Fantasy That has been living in my mind for a week

Saw a picture on another NSFW subreddit that this fantasy popped into my head and just wont leave. I would love for her to be hairy havent shaved for a while and I mean everything pussy armpits legs(sorry if your not into that and I mean not chewbacca but just messy like a woman who hasn’t been out of the house in a while so shes hasnt cleaned up). And hasn’t showered for a few days as well. So kind of gross again sorry. And I want to do it in a really hot place where we just kind of get really sweaty and nasty. This is basically just the set up.

Dark Roast [cuckold]

It was the first of December, the sun breaking through the cracks in the shades. I gently layed up from the couch and adjusted my sight. I noticed our bedroom door was slightly opened and decided to take a peek. There they were. The love of my life, my dear sweet Audrey. She was cuddled up next to her good friend Charles. Their feet were entangled just barely showing from under the blanket. He was lying on his back with her head snuggled in his shoulder. Our eyes quickly met and he gave me a smug wink. I smiled and turned away, making my way to the bathroom. After my morning piss I threw on my jacket and stepped out on the balcony. I lit up a drag to get back into my euphoric state of normality. I hear them wake up and say goodmorning to each other. I only knew what was going to happen next.
I finished up my smoke, went inside and started up the coffee machine. The moans were dimmed from the grinding of the beans. I went a little closer to the door.
“Oh Charles”
I heard. The moans getting more heavy with each long stroke. I knew it was only a matter of moments until she got her euphoric start of the morning. I grabbed three cups from out of the cupboard as the machine was settling down. I poured my cup and sat at the kitchen table. A few minutes later they came out of the room. Audrey went straight to the bathroom, while Charles joined me in the kitchen.

My roommates’ sister [MF]

[DISCLAIMER: This text was written 99% by A.I.]
[I know that most stories here are supposed to be real, but I found it quite fascinating that an AI could produce something like this. Let me know what you think and if it passes as human writing.]

I heard some noise that woke me up, it was coming the kitchen. My roommate was supposed to be away on a business trip. Who had broken in?

I open my door only to see my roommate’s sister, Jane. Why was she here at this time of the day? I was still half asleep and couldn’t understand what was happening.

“I got into a fight with my boyfriend” She said in a low voice, “I didn’t know my sister was away on a trip, so I came here for the night.”

She is a very pretty woman, very short and petite. She is probably 5’4″ and maybe 115 to 120 pounds. She has a very nice toned body, light brown hair, hazel eyes and big lips. She was wearing a silk robe that has a highlighter blue background. I could tell she had very nice full breasts that tend to pop out of the top of the robe.

Step Sister Corruption Part 47 – Day 5 Blow Up Pt 2 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

As I sat there soothing Jessica after the blow up from her parent’s on her birthday.

Much of their ire was against me.

Her parents knew Jessica and me dated for half a minute guess they resented me for how things ended. Which I thought ended mutually but I guess I had more affect than I realized.

That or Jessica’s parents were more protective than I realized.

When we were little they were very cordial with me…..when Jessica and I were young and hadn’t started becoming sexually actively with each other.

That’s when their dynamic with me changed and rules and time limits came into place.

Rules like I wasn’t allowed over after 6pm.

We weren’t allowed alone unless under supervision.

All of which I followed mainly because I wanted to hang out with Jessica until they became too strict and I found that other ‘guy’ friends she had didn’t have to follow the same rules and boundaries.

It was clear her parent’s didn’t like me for some odd reason way before me and her because sexually active with each other.

Pierced Princess, Part 3 [Daughter, Seduction, Almost Naked]

Start with Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k34wwx/pierced_princess_part_1_daughter_piercings_groping/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

I had done well keeping on the straight and narrow up until this point. I mean it had already been a whole month since I accidentally over-stimulated my daughter’s breasts into giving her an orgasm, and I kept clear of accidentally doing anything like that again. Now with autumn getting colder and bringing on sweater weather, my daughter’s pierced nipples could almost be forgotten about completely. This whole time my wife had been none the wiser and I was almost able to go back to treating her like my little baby girl again entirely.

Still, there were signs I should have noticed before now that things had forever changed between us. The kisses goodnight had more often included tight hugs that seemed to be stronger, always enough to feel those little studs poking out of her chest. And then the way she had seemingly become quite a klutz lately. I think so far there had been at least three times she’d made messes in the kitchen, all while her mother was out, causing her to quickly take off her clothes to get them in the wash, then run to her room to change. It wasn’t lost on me that she never closed her bedroom door on each of these as if she were daring me to come and watch, but I had my morals and self-control.