college bicurous story. please lmk if you like it and what i should write about next.

blake and ari’s new relationship

Ari was a normal guy. He liked sports. played video games, kept in shape, and had a sexy girlfriend named Blake. They met in high school, and now being at the same college, living in the same dorm complex. Their relationship was going great, hanging out almost everyday since junior year, going on dates, sleeping at each other’s houses. But, Ari wanted to have sex with Blake, and Blake made it clear she wanted to wait till marriage. Ari being a virgin as well made it easy for Blake to convince him that they should wait together. Ari accepted it, as he was a chronic masturbator, jerking and cumming multiple ticks each day when he wasn’t with Blake. He loved to watch porn and stroke all day during the summer when Blake had to work. As they both packed up and moved into their dorms, they were happy that Blake’s was right about Ari’s. Ari’s being on the 5th, and Blake’s being on the top floor, the 6th, made it easy for them to see each other. They couldn’t wait for the year to begin.

Weekend Warriors – His Turn (Pt. 1) [M/F BDSM, Oral, Anal, Spanking]

It’s our third annual trip up here; turns and landmarks have become recognizable enough that I don’t have to rely on GPS in my role as navigator. The cabin might only be an hour and a half outside the city but the thick wooded drive and hilly terrain make it feel like it’s a world away. This is exactly what I needed, an entire weekend relaxing in front of a fireplace in various states of undress. I swish the dregs of my latte and down them before giving you a sideways glance. You are going to get it the moment we’re through the door, I decide to myself with a smile. An evil little grin spreads ever wider as I mentally run through the list of ways I’m going to bind and tease you, and submit myself for the same treatment at your hands.

You immediately pick up on the changed atmosphere in the vehicle and your eyes dart between my foxlike grin and the dark highway ahead. Ours is the next turnoff, I point out, and you clear your throat.
“What’s that smile for?” you question, but the wry smirk on your face indicates you know exactly what’s on my mind. You just want to make me say it, you ass.

AOC & Ted Cruz Fantasy

I have this fantasy where I’m Ted Cruz and AOC is trying to get a bill passed for climate change. As Ted I hate it, and I hate every time I see her stand up and wax poetic about it. I think “money doesn’t grow on melon trees! You think you can just shake your money tree and get off enough cash from it??”

For weeks I just stew and stew and get pissed off about it. I tweet sarcastically about it, I tweet about if she stopped spending as much on” sexy “outfits she could have paid to fix climate change by now, I go to rallies and talk about how this young fiery Latino is trying to tell us how to live.

Then one day I’m browsing Twitter on a late night at the office and getting ready to head home to a meal cooked by my beautiful wife. I turn around and grab my coat off the rack, and then towards the door. AOC is standing there.

“Ted,” she says, “I notice you’ve been tweeting a lot of opposition to my bill” she says. “but I’ve also noticed that you can’t seem to keep your eyes off of me when I speak about it, Ted” she says.

I let a stranger I met on the London Underground cum inside me [fm] [oral]

I met him on the tube on the way home from meeting a friend for lunch one day, he looked so proper in his business suit and leather shoes, but you could tell he had a fit body beneath it all. He had seen that I was running to get on the train, but the doors were already closing. He decided to grab and prize the doors back open just before they shut on me. I wasn’t sure exactly why he did, passengers hate when people do that, and there’s always another train on the way in a few minutes, but he did. He was 6ft with a handsome jawline and short neat facial hair that blended into his short black hair. There was something quite innocent about him for someone who is that handsome, having said that I know I give off an incredibly innocent vibe, but people don’t know the things I do to myself at night, let alone if I have a chance to be alone and naked with someone who looks this good. I’m only 5’1 so I could feel him towering above me. I was wearing my shirt button through yellow summer dress, which allows me to show off my smooth legs. He invited me to coffee near his place and hit it off. He asked me back to his place and before I knew it I was standing in his living room at 3pm on a Saturday. I could see what he wanted from me, but he was too shy to say it, I wanted it too. Once we were at his apartment I leaned into him, letting him know I wanted him.

Lady of the Forest pt.2 (fiction) (m/f)

*Note: This part of the story contains flirtations and sexual references and ends with the story’s last rape scene. That’s the only erotic part in it because I didn’t want to make the post too long. Part three will contain non-violent sex scenes for those who don’t like them. Just a heads up. If people are not interested in the story and rather focus on the erotic part, then I suggest you head to the third last paragraph. I actually found a picture online who fits the description of the main character Enya:https://imgur.com/a/pNoDhmd*
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Suddenly Enya appeared in the distance shouting out, “Maya, let her go!” She ran towards them. Maya and her friends ran off as quickly as they could, dropping Ashla’s weakened body to the ground. She lay there defensless, bleeding from her sex, breast and ass. Enya frowned in disgust, sitting herself down by Ashla’s side. A few feet behind her Liatha stood in shock watching as Enya tended to her sister. “Hold still, sweet Ashla.” She held her hand to her sister’s crotch, her hand glowing as she touched it and the bleeding stopped. She did the same for anywhere on her body she was bleeding. Unfortunately Enya knew all too well Ashla’s nipple on her breast would never return and would just be covered by merely skin like most of her body. Ashla herself was barely conscious during the process and couldn’t speak. Liatha however watched every movement Enya made and was very surprised she had the ability to heal others,

See Me (Cuckquean, Office, Oral, MF)

I thought I had myself all under control, making myself cum twice in my morning shower. Then, as soon as I started my morning commute, my sexdrive sprinted into overdrive.

“See me.” Was all that an email had to say.

The entire drive all I could think was sitting on the face of my gorgeous boss, my arousal running down my thighs. I’ve worked for him for a full 12 months, and 11 of those months I’ve endlessly salivated over him.

Maxwell had a face that could make any woman weak. Perpetual stubble, gorgeous hair, with silver streaks making him look even hotter and more distinguished. All three of which he already was, in no short supply. His deep, dreamy voice made even the most mundane things sound smooth and irresistible. His square jaw, tall, wide body, and large muscular hands spurred my imagination to dirtier and dirtier heights. On a daily, or even hourly basis, I imagined his imposing figure holding me down and having his way while I could only climax in the wake of taking me in whichever way he found most satisfactory.

Fantasy French Countryside (Quick Write)

One summer my girlfriend Anna and I were backpacking through France. We found ourselves at a free use Bed and Breakfast in the French countryside.

Upon settling in we met at couple from Denmark at the front desk. Both of then were in their early 30s, they both looked to be six feet tall and have dirty blonde hai. They had told us two couples from Paris and a couple from Japan also currently at the B&B. Here privacy wasn’t a option, the bedrooms had no doors on the hinges and clothing was discouraged.

So we spent the week as nudists, making cheese outdoors, drinking wine all day and fucking like rabbits. We even fulfilled a fantasy of ours, having sex in a barn. On the third day we planned on hooking up with the German couple. They caught our eye one afternoon on the veranda. Both of them spoke French fluently, they were the youngest couple here and were incredibly good looking.

my first time with my first serious girlfriend [lesbian]

this is part 1 of my first sexual encounters, it is non fiction. but this is the internet so believe what you will, i’ve been lurking erotica subs for a while now and i wanted to contribute. this is my first post ever and my first story and english isn’t my native language. i checked everything thouroughly so i think there isn’t many mistakes.

warning it is a long one with only a tiny bit of lewdness, this is more of a wholesome story (i hope). plenty of smut and love to come in part 2.

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It was a spring Saturday when I first saw her, it was a party at my uncles’ home. She was good friends with one of my nieces. It’s weird that I had never seen her before, but then again that part of the family was further away so I didn’t go there very often.

I remember exactly how she looked even though it was a long time ago now, blonde hair that just reached her shoulders, glasses, a black choker, a flannel shirt with a band shirt underneath, tight jeans and boots with 3cm thick plateaus at least. And most importantly the cutest face ever.

The Rabbit Hole Part 6 [FF] [FFm] [Orgy] [Free Use] [Mind Control] [BDSM]

**Chapter 6: Pain**

**** Warning: This chapter has disturbing and cruel images in it. If you want something purely erotic, skip everything in italics. For Penny’s sake, this story must be told, but the parts in italics are not meant to arouse you. ****

**Penny**

Present Day

“Would you like your messages?” asked Harold as Penny stormed past him. He didn’t know where she went. She wouldn’t tell him.

“Only from Joanna.”

“Her reports are in your office.”

“Thank you, Harold.”

Penny didn’t stop, and Harold didn’t follow. She had a lot of work to catch up, but more importantly she had to reach out to Nadia. She was ready now. Nadia wouldn’t resist her. No one could resist her anymore. She had proved that.

Her office was clean. She half wondered if there would be some sign of Nadia still lingering after the abrupt end to their last conversation. Maybe Nadia left something behind? There was a tinge of disappointment to seeing her office bare. It was as she preferred it, but something was off now.

[M]e and my twin sister fucked on a hot summer day [incest][b/s]

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Harsh sunlight bled through the cheap blinds, projecting lines across the length of my room. I could feel them against my body, the bright source of the oppressive outside heat leaving me sweltering even in the shelter of my room. Flat and spread eagle on my bed, all I could do was sigh, letting the uncomfortable hot distribute itself over my body. Sweat had already appeared, dried, and reappeared throughout the morning, the miserable course of this heat wave hardly half over. I readjusted my boxers, giving what lay underneath a chance to breath.

My mind went to thoughts of cold breezes, of ice and functioning air conditioners. This was perhaps the worst time to have a power outage; there was limited fridge use, since opening it would let the cold air out, and obviously no fans or AC. My hands wandered to the bedside table, and I fumbled for my bottle. Smooth metal that was usually cool was now warm to the touch. I brought it to my mouth and swallowed the last few uncomfortably heated droplets. At least the plumbing still worked. I slid off the bed with the bottle in my hand, pulled on a shirt and shorts, and made my way to the kitchen.