[26F] What happened in Vegas… [confession][cuckold]

Hey, you. I think we should probably talk. There’s something that I think you might want to know about me, but I have been scared to share. But, well, you’ve recently told me about some things that get you off…which has made me reconsider keeping a few things from you. Promise you won’t be mad?

 

Okay.

 

First off, I know I shouldn’t really feel bad about any of this because we’re really not together. I mean, sure, we’ve been having fun for a while together and are such good friends but like, I could never see you as…a boyfriend? Lover? Life partner? We’re just great friends, right? Who actually have a little more fun than most friends do. And sure, you take such good care of me but I know you don’t want to put up with a little brat like myself. You’re just being a sweet guy, right? Okay, good.

 

Babysitting for Mr. Carver [M40s F19] [Church Girl, Daddy Dom, Slow Burn, Spanking]

New Hope Church’s Sunday morning service had been finished for almost an hour, and Levi was the last child waiting to be picked up. Kayla was sitting on the floor, letting him play with letter blocks when a bold voice asserted itself through the open half of the nursery room door. “Hi, I’m here for Levi.”

At the sight of his father, Levi dropped the block he was holding, and tried to crawl toward the door.

Kayla turned to find to a handsome middle-aged man standing behind the doorframe. His hair was gray, with streaks of black, and he was wearing a long-sleeve lavender button-down that conformed to his muscular arms. “Oh, hi! You must be Mr. Carver,” she said.

“That’s right.” He gave a big smirk. “Apologies for being late. I got talking on the way and almost forgot about pickup.” He chuckled with embarrassment.

“Oh—it’s really no problem,” Kayla said as she stood up and lifted Levi into her arms. “It actually happens more than you’d think.”

“Well, that makes me feel a little better.” He scratched the back of his head. “Still, I probably shouldn’t forget my kid.”

Her boyfriend thinks she’s cheating on him…so she does- right in front of him: [18F] [18M] [Cuckold] [Size humiliation] [voyeur] [cheating]

“For the very last time, James, I am not cheating on you!” Christine exclaimed in frustration, slapping her hand down on the surface of the hot tub water for effect. Her painfully insecure boyfriend James sat beside her, both of them taking some time to relax in the gym’s hot tub after a workout- or so she thought. There wasn’t much relaxation happening for either of them.

“Just be honest with me, I won’t be mad,” he repeated for the umpteenth time. He put his hand on her naked thigh, a gesture of love and humility. “I saw you talking to Jon, I saw the way you were looking at him. Just tell me what happened,” James begged. The look on his face would’ve broken her heart if it didn’t make her so furious. “I don’t appreciate my integrity being questioned,” she said, “I already told you nothing happened, and I meant it- nothing happened. Let it go,” she said, her tone final.

She was being truthful; while Jon had certainly been quite forward in his proposition, she had declined- she was, after all, in love with James- her boyfriend of three years. Yes, Jon was taller and fitter and hotter than James, and that Spanish accent and European flair was just…delicious…but she was a faithful woman. She only wished that her boyfriend thought as much of her.

Groped in My Sleep [true story/21+/MF]

Story
SN: I’ve posted this before on another account that is now deleted, so if you’ve recognize this post that’s why.

For starters, I’m a black girl. I am 5’4, and at the time that this happened I was 21. One evening two of my friends wanted to go out and drink. For the sake of the story let’s call them Crystal and Dani. Crystal thought it would be fun to go to her older male cousin’s house. When I say older, I mean he was like 42 at the time. I really didn’t want to go. I wanted to stay in my dorm and chill. For whatever reason Crystal was really pressed about me coming. I kept refusing and she kept asking me. Eventually her and Dani left to grab some food. While they were out Crystal called me still trying to convince me to come. I kept telling her no. However, I did start to feel bad when she said that I don’t really fuck with her and Dani like that and when she insinuated that I prefer my other friends over them (as the reason for why I kept refusing to go). None of which was true. After about ten minutes of the phone conversation, I gave in. Crystal and Dani drove back up to our dorm to get me, where I met them outside. We quickly got on the road and made the hour trip to her cousin’s house.

Office Hours, Chapter 11 Jean’s Chapter [M31/f19] [Teacher/Student]

[Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wo3i7f/office_hours_chapter_10_m31f19_teacherstudent/)

I stared hard at my phone screen, eyes panning over the same few messages. This was such a dumb idea. Why the fuck was I gonna go through with it? *‘Cause prof suggested it.* Yes, but why with this bitch? *‘Cause there’s legit nobody else.* I groaned, and prof turned to look over his shoulder, idly stirring lunch on the stove.

“Something wrong, Jean?”

Goddamn, the way he was always so caring made my cold-hard-bitch heart melt. At this rate, I was never gonna be strong enough to be with him. But this first step to being better was gonna suck ass.

“Nothing, nothing,” I replied. “Just, uh… Could I go out today?”

Prof burst out laughing. “You make it sound like I’ve kidnapped you or something.”

I shrugged, scrunching my mouth up. “You know what I mean.”

“I don’t. Jean, you don’t need my permission to do anything. I mean, obviously don’t break my stuff, things like that, I hope is a given. But if you wanna go out, go out.” He gave me another one of his dazzling smiles, and I felt butterflies. “Of course I don’t expect you to stay shacked up with your professor all day.”

Girls’ Night Out – Chapter 1 [Fart Fetish, Eproctophilia, Humiliation] [ages involved not specified, but over 18], [Females and males in the story] [Includes eproctophilia and some scat]

Girls’ Night Out

Chapter 1.

It was the 90’s. Buffalo shoes and white trumpet pants where prevalent on the dance floors, where the sounds of Destiny’s Child and Backstreet boys gave young people an outlet to feel sexy and flirt innocently through dance moves – moves which hinted a subtle ready sexuality.

Naomi normally met up with her 4 best girlfriends at some eating place, then a stroll through the mall to maybe buy some additions to their make-up bags, and then home, usually to Naomi’s’, where they shared clothing and makeup tips before going out. Naomi’s room always had a whiff of perfume, which these ‘girls’ night out’ nights were more than guilty for.

Lisa usually chose bras and tops that really brought out her boobs, which along with Rebecca’s were bigger than Naomi’s and Chloe’s.

Stay at my side Ch.26 [18M/18F] [Friends to lovers] [cuddling] [missing each other] [repost]

Chapter 26: The meaning of love

[Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v9hau7/stay_at_my_side_ch_01_childhood/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

As good as it feels to go to sleep with someone you love, it doesn’t change how hard it can be to wake up. Matt’s alarm was definitely not a good one to wake up to. We looked at each other irretated and I let my head fall back onto his chest. “Do we have some time left?” I mumbled into his chest. I really wasn’t in the mood to get up now. “My alarm goes off a bit too early so we can cuddle a bit if you want.”

Relieved, I hugged him and closed my eyes again. He began stroking my hair and I needed to focus not to go to sleep again. I thought about what has happened this weekend. I probably experienced more than in all my lifetime until now. Ignoring the bad things I thought about last night. The thought of how careful Matt was made me smile a little. I remembered how I woke up later and got the idea of returning that favor to him. He needed to help me at one point but overall I was surprisingly satisfied with my performance.

The Talkshow [CFNM, precum, cum, fantasy] [18+] Part 2

The audience goes crazy, including, I notice, the 3 other guests on the couch next to mine. They are all beautiful, but Julie was exactly my type; some kind of exotic mix with dark skin and beautiful brown eyes. The idea of being in front of her, let alone all these other women, was unbelievable.

Dr. Smith instructed me to stand up, and to take off my towel wrap. This was it. I glanced around the room, seeing hundreds of eyes locked on the spot where my cock would be, took a deep breath and removed the wrap.

The mood in the room instantly changed. There were gasps, there were exclamations, there were hands over mouths. The only thing that remained the same were those eyes. I was so horny.

“Ok everyone, let’s really look ok?” Said Dr. Smith. “Let’s put him up on all the monitors too. It’s not scary. It’s not gross. It’s natural and beautiful and it’s ok to admire it.”

The Talkshow [CFNM, precum, cum, fantasy] [18+] Part 1

The scene is that this is a NSFW talk show on a female owned and operated channel. The goal of the show is to be groundbreaking and explicit. There is an audience of about 150. All are women. The entire cast and crew are too.

This is the first ever episode, and it’s about teaching women to see the penis differently. To see it as fun, and beautiful and to understand that bringing pleasure to a man can be beautiful and empowering.

The host of the show is the lovely Korean-American Rachel Kim.

The other guests this week are an actress named Julie Sanchez, a professional tennis player named Dawn Jordan and a singer named Vanessa Gold. They have spent the first half of the show discussing their thoughts on the penis, and what they would like to learn

My segment will feature Dr. Chandra Smith, a beautiful sex therapist.

I’m Max

We join the show half way through.

Rachel: “Ok, we now come to the part of the show that everyone has been waiting for. Something that has never been seen on television before. Here to discuss the beauty of the penis, and the joy in playing with one, is celebrated sexologist Chandra Smith!”

Mile High [MF 20s-30s] [Public] [Voyeur] [Short Story]

Snuggled up against you in the dimly lit cabin of this plane, slowly becoming intoxicated on your rich earthy scent has really gotten my imagination worked up. You have one arm draped over my shoulders and your other hand resting on my thigh under the blanket under our shared blanket.

I look up at you and you must see the desire in my eyes as you begin slowly rubbing my thigh with your thumb. I scoot down a little in my seat trying to manipulate your hand into moving up my thigh. It stays put and I feel the slight rumble of your chest as you quietly laugh. Fucking tease.

Looking across the aisle, I see the man occupying that side of the row has fallen asleep with his book in his lap. We are in the last row of the plane so I know no one is watching from behind and most eyes in front of us are either shut or glued to screens. Emboldened by that assumption, I place my hand on top of yours under the blanket and begin pulling it closer to my dampening panties, while I bite my lip and look up at you with pleading eyes. You kiss my forehead innocently but allow naughtier desires to win and you allow me to drag your hand up my thigh.