Happy Accidents pt 2

I wander out into the rest of the house in all my naked glory. Freshly fucked, still a little tender and a little stumble to my step, but ready for so much more after experiencing my first mature cock. The thought of it sliding into me bare, without the protection of a condom I’ve always required still running in my mind, millions of sperm cells swimming inside me even after a light cleaning. Mixed juices drip down my legs with each step, my anticipation for more growing as I get closer to the noise in the living room.

The other men are talking and laughing loudly, clearly having continued drinking during the absence of their friend. They were gathered around an island in the kitchen, drinking whiskey and beers, and eating pizza. I strutted over, one leg crossing the other to better accentuate my strong legs and wide hips. Silence fell when I came into view, the ten gathered all looking me up and down with wide eyes. “Hey boys,” I said, trying my best to sound calm and sultry. “Where are your friends?”

A Primal Instinct [MF][strangers][creampie][risky][public]

I spotted him from across the park, and a sudden, inexplicable desire to have him developed inside me. I don’t even know his name – I didn’t need to. All I needed was the feeling of him ramming into me. His toned body, on display for the whole world to see, called to me like no other. Okay – he wasn’t naked, but he had his shirt off. I liked what I saw, and all I could hope is that he liked what I had to offer as well. I imagined his gaze all over me, taking in my eyes that are the colour of honey, my full lips that demand attention, my golden brown hair that’s down to my shoulders, my perky tits and pointed nipples, my shapely hips, and my long legs. I imagined him feeling my lips brush against his cock as he desperately waits for me to wrap them around his length…

Da Fuck is an E-Boi? Part Two (Gay,femme,straight/gay4pay,filmed sex,sph)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/j5vqjn/da_fuck_is_an_eboi_gay_femboy_straightgay4pay/)

The upload was complete. The play button was clicked. The views started to climb.

On screen appeared a… person. The outfit, the curves of their hips, and sexual pose all said female. But, they also had something more that was readily apparent. The person had a soft build, with girly hips, a round ass that was pushed out even more by a pair of outrageous platform heels. The heels were made to look like sneakers given a hyper stripper treatment. Could you bimbofy a pair of shoes? Then these were them. Above those you could see thigh high nylon hose that perfectly emphasized thick thigh, but also ended right at a semi visible bulge. Well, the bulge was undeniably visible, but the contents were only hinted at by a leotard of the same sheer black nylon as the stockings.

The leotard top was only partially visibly, the wearer was also in a baggy Tshirt with a design that blended cute and gothic in a way that seemed perfect for the wearer. Who always had their face covered. Now in a black mask with a bunny mouth on it, and their usual dark hair covering one eye. And the cherry on top, a pair of long black bunny ears on their head, the ears were canted at a playful angle. The figure seemed to smile with their one clearly visible eye, then grabbed their shirt to lift it up.

Converting The Feminist Ch. 07

A month had passed since the fiasco of my sister visiting me. Kylie had tried at least a half dozen times to break in. Blake was so furious, I thought it would be impossible to talk him out of getting a restraining order. Talking down Kylie on the other hand was a bigger challenge.

Kylie had become convinced that I was being brainwashed and the truth wasn’t too far from that. I’d asked Blake to be the one that tries to make peace, maybe allowing me to go out with Kylie a few times. Kylie didn’t trust his olive branch and we were all back to step one.

Today’s olive branch included me going with Kylie to the mall to pick out some new clothes. Kylie was interested in getting me away from Blake, as was usual. Personally, I sought to collect some new sundresses and maybe a blouse. Emily had been worried about the deteriorating relationships between Kylie and I. When I asked if she wanted to come, Emily quickly declined.

Solo Fantasy (female masturbation, fingering, dildo, softcore)

Christine lay in bed thinking of James. She had just had the best date of her life with him. He had been so kind, courteous, and sweet. Every single door they encountered, he held open. He had pulled her chair out at the restaurant and brought her flowers when he picked her up. And the kiss when he had dropped her at home had been euphoric. Her cheeks were still flushed, and her heart continues to race now, a full half hour later as she lay in her bed with thoughts of James and his large, gentle hands tangling in her hair. Her fingers found her lips and touched where he had kissed her. How she had wanted more but, also, wanted to savour the waiting. To built up to the moment where she felt his hands on her body, to when she would have a chance to run her fingers up the length of his spine.

My Best Friend Part 12 (fiction, plot, love, cons, friends)

I walked into an ever-growing circle. It was loud as hell. I could actually feel the heartbeat of the crowd and it was racing…or is that my heart beat racing?
Jeanette and Amanda were tugging me into the circle by my belt loops. If I were actually turned around it would look like they were dragging me into the circle. All that would be missing of that scene would be me on the ground with my fingers trying to grab onto something so I wouldn’t be dragged. But I guess this scene got everyone riled up.
The crowd seemed restless and hell the announcement of the sex games just went out like 5 or 10 minutes ago. To me it felt like 5 or 10 weeks had passed.
Finally we were in the middle of the circle. Actually if you want to get technical we were the third set on the left of the ten groups. I looked to my left and saw a couple
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House hunting….

Rushing into Starbucks for a coffee, you barely notice anyone as you’re checking your phone for confirmation of your next showing. You quickly give your order and as you move over to the other side of the counter to wait for your coffee you notice a dark haired woman at a table by herself. She’s looking down, but her low cut blouse and gorgeous boobs draw your stare. “Drew”……the barista calls out as she sets your coffee down…..after it sits there for another minute she calls your name again, louder this time…”coffee for DREW”….you’re startled as you’re snapped back to reality….grabbing your cup you look back at her table, as the dark haired woman is rising and clearing her table…she glances up and makes eye contact with you…”holy fuck….she’s stunning..” you think to yourself as you navigate towards the door. Your appointment has confirmed and you don’t want to be late. Reaching the door at the same time, you hold it open for her…as she exits she whispers “thank you” and you catch a whiff of her perfume….vanilla and sandalwood….very sexy…her sensuality is intoxicating, causing you to harden slightly.

IMAGINE [JOI] [Femdom] [Cuckold] [CEI] [BBC] [SPH]

How Does It Make You Feel to know that right now my pussy is filled with another man’s cum.

Yes, I know that you love it, but tell me though, how does it make you feel?

No, horny or turned on isn’t good enough.

“Reclaiming” me isn’t the reason you crave this. That can’t explain the hunger that I see in your eyes as you feed. There’s more to it, isn’t there?

I know you love me. Yet you sit there, watching other men fuck me into submission. You sit there and watch as they take what was supposed to be yours, but you just knew you weren’t enough. You knew I needed these other men, didn’t you? You knew it even before I did. That’s why you let me have men on my own now, while you stay here, **imagining** what it is we’re doing. **Imagining** what he’s doing to me and how much I’m loving every second that I have with him.

You get so hard just thinking about it, don’t you? Look at you, you’re so fucking hard right now. Let me crawl up and sit over your face.

Timbre Scents

Drinking peppermint tea, flicker of vanilla scented candle, thinking about warm beaded kisses upon my scared locations(I guess the effects of this herbal goodness is making my feel gushy.) The imagination begins; covers pulled, feelings of euphoria and sensual silence, breasts and womanhood eruptions. As I opened my eyes, tea spilled, candle dimmed and a major cumming experience.

Heightened sensations (mf) (coursion) (hesitations)

The joint hit quick, she was a light weight and couldn’t hold her smoke but she enjoyed the weightlessness of it all. Her face felt like pinpricks, a reverse waterfall up her face. She inhaled and was keenly aware of the air temperature in her nostrils. She felt the air in her lungs. Her eyes kids felt like they had bricks on them. The space around her head tunneled, she was only able to focus on the ceiling as she laid back in her seat.

Her boyfriend ran his hands through his stringy hair and lustfully looked at her body strewn over the back of the couch. Her head lay heavy off the end of the couch, her back against the arm and her breasts sat like two beckoning sirens. Her jean shorts rode high in her crotch showing her mound.

“If I smoked everyday, I’m not sure I could do anything except smoke.” She said lazily and then laughed. “What did I say?” She said, her belly heaving and her chest bouncing.