After the first 2 visits with my then FWB (Her words at the time) I didn’t know where we were going. I felt a connection and knew she liked hanging with me but didn’t know how serious she was with her then BF. I figured, it’s all good. FWB is cool too so I wasn’t the pressuring type. To my surprise, she also liked being a FWB and I happened to live close to her school (that’s college you perverts! She is 18! Albeit just started college LOL) so it would be easy to stop by before, between or after classes to hang out. So after playing phone tag a few days (no cell phone in those days) she came over again. I had decided if she had a BF she was going to stay with but still wanted to hang with me and fuck perhaps she was lacking something or looking for something so I was going to take it that way. Now at 22, I was by no means a professional but I did know how to make women orgasm. Remember, I’m a tactician, not a size guy. I wanted to get her comfortable with herself, get her comfortable with talking about sex and see how far I could get. Oh yea……I wanted to FUCK her too!! Well lucky me, because the morning she came over, it was before her class and SHE wanted to fuck. I mean within 10 mins we were making out and she had me undressed. This time with the right sized condoms I was able to finally bend her over the sofa, she lifted her skirt showing nothing on under her skirt and I had my glory….or her glory should I say. After fucking her for about 45 minutes, a few broken condoms, and neither one of us coming yet, she said she had to leave for school for school in 10 mins. I laid her down on the sofa and ate her pussy for 9 of that 10 minutes before she had to leave. After the orgasms (only the second time she has ever had orgasms during sex) she wanted to miss her class but I told her to go. She said she had about 3 hours after her classes and before school she could come back. I said, DO! Now I’ve had sex maybe once or twice in my life to that point where I had trouble coming to orgasm but when I first put it in her I thought for sure it was going to last 1 min. She was tight, ungroomed just like you’d think an 18y/o girl would be back in the day. One of the other times this happened to me was when I was wearing a condom which today I know I still have issues cumming using a condom.
Category: eroticliterature
His time alone was all for her [Dreaming?]
Another morning returning home from work. Like every morning when he gets off his night shift at the hospital, he has his routine. He tries to stay up as long as he can, so in the afternoon he can sleep and get rest for another night in the ER. Those mornings when he gets off usually involve mindless tasks because he borders on delirium. Loads and unloads the dish washer. Loads and unloads the laundry. If he has enough energy he does light yard work, which includes attending his neglected garden. He doesn’t have much of a social life. He works and when he doesn’t work he sleeps. A cycle that has plagued him ever since he became a doctor. He has neighbors that are usually friendly and has met most of them. If he hasn’t met them, they at least exchange friendly smiles and waves. The neighbors to his left are an older couple. Their kids are all grown up and out of the house. The neighbor to the east is a younger lady that is a business woman. At least that’s what he thinks because she always wears conservative business attire and has a brief case.
Looking for someone to further refine my sex stories?
Hey everyone I love writing sex stories and my fantasies usually involves love triangle, jealousy, infidelity, wife swapping and so on. I like to keep the story believable and try to put as much sexual tension and angst as I possibly can. Usually the core of almost all my stories involves a shady, shrewd, seductive three dimensional character that finds his way into a beautiful woman’s (who is already married or involved with someone else) mind and heart and he himself falls in love for that woman but the woman does not break up the marriage or relationship with current partner due to conflicting feelings and emotions and continues to have an affair with or without knowledge of current partner. But I have to admit that I am not good at building the environment.
I usually write the skeleton of the story which contains all the scenes and dialog between characters and buildup but what I lack is writing in beautiful, articulate manner. I would love for someone to take my stories and convert them into a beautiful pieces of genuine erotica.
If anyone is interested I would love to send you my story.
Buying a submissive toy for the night. [Threesome][Submissive][Blowjobs][Creampie][Bondage]
I was invited to a private auction. It was ladies night, our opportunity to preview the merchandise and decide if we wanted to partake. It was my first time being invited to this event, and I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity.
This auction is where men, who would fulfill my sexual desires, could be purchased. I’d received my paddle with which to make my bids, yet was still unprepared for the sight before me when the doors opened. The auctioneer was on stage. As were six other men. They had two inch thick collars around their necks. Their arms were behind their backs, bound. Slings around their cocks. Their heads were down aimed at their feet. One catches my attention though. You’re wearing glasses, and have brown/blonde hair. I see your eyes peek up, as you hear me bidding on you. My bid is accepted and you disappear to the back. I can feel my pussy quivering at the thought already of what I have in store for you.
First group try. [Group] [MF]
Through high school I had done what most of us do, take what I could get. Oral sex seemed to be a one-way street where I gave it, they tried it, and then told me to just fuck them. The fucking was missionary, them on top, or doggy style as the big finishing move. I was much more open than anyone I was ever with. Me and Ann had sex on the couch once. It was as you would expect, missionary.
This was college. I was lucky enough to live in a large house, with fairly liberal roommates. There was a hot tub in a Gazebo. We lit it with Christmas lights, just the white ones. It was nice enough. The house was out of the way, fairly private, and the usual for parties.
I met Rose on Yahoo Chat. I miss the local section of that chat room. I could chat anonymously with locals. I could private chat, and talk dirty. I met some really fun people in person from the rooms. Rose was the high bar of those.
She was two years older than I was, and had a lot more sexual experience. Things like trying anal, or watching porn and having sex at the same time seemed like bucket list items to me. They were fun to her. She was comfortable. She knew what she was doing. She had done a lot of it before.
Rose was 5’10”. Brown hair. B cup breasts with perfect nipples, but her ass was the star of the show. It formed a heart when she bent over. Her pussy would swell, and she was usually very wet. Speaking of her pussy, it was delicious. She was the first one to ever just sit on my face, something I enjoy to this day.
One day she and I were having the “compatibility talk.” Seeing what each other wanted sexually. We were too young to know the other stuff. Monogamous, open, what we wanted to try. This is a conversation I have always repeated. You learn a lot. I know that I need a certain type to keep me entertained.
Her stuff was easy. Toys. Blindfolds. Handcuffs. Her big thing was that she wanted me to learn to make her squirt. She could do it herself, but no guy had. Easy enough. I always fear the conversation from my side. How do you tell someone that their being spit roasted would be OK. If they wanted to fuck your best friend it is a plus? That you enjoy fucking women in serious relationships.
I started easy, told her that I would love any number of group scenarios. Also, would love to try anal. She chuckled, and asked if that was it. I told her it was. She chuckled, and dropped her pants. “Anal is easy, we need friends for the rest…” Dick instantly hard, throbbing.
I remember getting it in to this day. She puta condom on me, then pulled it off. Lightly coating me in it. She took the condom over her finger, rubbed her ass, then slowly put it in, and pulled it out. “ready, I will lead. You don’t need to just ram that in there…”
My dick is just above normal. Nice head, decent length. I always thought of myself as small. My best friend has a huge dick, and that is really all I had to compare mine to. I knew he was big, but I had no idea being thinner and two inches shorter was good for most women. He is actually just glad when one can take him.
She got on all fours, and guided me in. My favorite feeling is entering for the first time. This time is seared into my mind. A little pressure. I wondered if it would happen as I felt the tiniest pinhole of an opening start. She exhaled, and took me in a little at a time. Just the tip. Pause. Breath. Sliding in another inch. Out a bit, pause, breath, in a little more until it was all the way. I slowly pumped until I was done.
A few weeks later we had some friends over. Brandon was my best friend, Jenn was his eventual wife, and someone I always wanted. She was actually like one of the guys. Cool. We liked her. She could wing man, or talk, hang out, whatever. I was very close with her. Them dating made us all closer.
The night went as usual. Dinner. Hanging out. Movie. Drinking. Hot tub. Brandon forgot their suits. What a dumb fuck.
After a quick debate, we all decided skinny was what was happening. We grabbed full drinks, and departed for the Gazebo. I always had to go first. Take off the top cover keeping the heat in, and all that. This worked to my advantage. Brandon always just stepped over the side. Any girls always used the steps. I always grabbed the lay down spot near the steps. Most jets, best view of them getting in, and jet control.
Tonight, that view was naked. Rose got in, and told me to take a look as Jenn got in. Jen leaned way over making eye contact. Her large breasts hung nicely. She put one leg in, then stood up looking down at me. She said, “what have I done” as she turned around, bent over, and gave me the rear end view of my life. She then just fell forward into her somewhat usual seat in the corner. Brandon got in from the side with minimal incident. He was very drunk.
Rose told me she wanted me to sit on the side. I was a little warm, so I did. She started playing with my dick. Jenn bit her lip. Brandon said OK, and pulled Jenn close. Same room was a fantasy. This was happening.
Rose took me down her throat. Rose gave amazing head. One of the few people I enjoyed it from was her. She slowly raised her hips from the water facing Brandon. Jenn was very sexy, but Rose won the ass department. After a few minutes, I reached back to feel her gorged pussy. This thing was super wet. Dripping.
Jenn had mounted Brandon’s giant cock. I remember watching her position herself high in the water, move a hand down, and slowly sink down. It took about a minute. Once it was in she looked like it was OK, but painful. He looked like he didn’t want to hurt her. I remember Brandon being fixated on Rose’s ass and pussy. She was showing him what I had. I knew it. I loved it.
Rose looked up and asked if I was ready to put on a show. Of fucking course I was. This was my moment. I stood positioning myself behind her swollen, throbbing wet pussy, and guided myself in. She was so wet. It felt like we were using lube. There was no easing in, no slow going. I inserted until I was fully in, and started fucking.
Brandon was just watching at this point. I remember him asking Jenn if he could blow inside her, and her saying no. There was a small, hushed discussion I couldn’t hear, then “Ah, OK…UNNGGGHHH!!!” from him. At this point, He was watching. So was she.
Rose came hard. Her pussy tightened around my cock, and she asked if she was to wet. I learned always say yes to this, because it always leads to anal. She told me to fuck her ass. I had never heard it like that before. She was putting on a show. I remember her saying “for the record, a dick his size will never get my ass” as she pointed at Brandon.
For the first time in my life I was sexually superior to Brandon. I had lasted longer. Not only that, but he was watching me, and Jenn was looking like She was ready for a turn. My smaller dick got anal, his didn’t. His girl wouldn’t even take his cum.
I aligned my head with her asshole. It was pretty well lubed from how wet she was. I rubbed my hand from her pussy to her asshole, it was more than wet enough to spare the necessary lube. As I applied pressure I remember Rose shifting her hips right. I remember wondering what just happened. Did I hurt her? I pulled back a bit.
She leveled her hips. Moved a hand back to her ass cheek, pulling at it. Pushing back on me, and shifting her hips left. I felt her ass open. Left, right, left, right, lef6t, right, then I found myself fully hilted in her ass. “I said fuck my ass” she said. I knew only to start pounding as hard as I could.
I came soon after that. Sitting in the tub she looked pleased. Brandon got out, saying to “carry on” and that he had the spins. Jenn sat for a minute. Rose got out to check on Dan. I remember sitting there with Jenn. I wanted her next. I wanted to cum in every last crevice she could offer, just to come back and use my cum as lube for a second time. I wanted to fuck her like he couldn’t.
She slid over, adjusting the jets to off. Her breast hit my hard cock. She asked what we should do about it…but then I heard Rose. He is sick, where are the blankets…Fuck.
She insisted I get out first. I stood. There was this moment where my hard cock was inches from her face. She smiled, and looked at it, then me. She said she had an idea of how to start with that. Her face said feed me your cock…my conscious said get blankets and a trash can for Brandon.
It later turned out a group sex night had been planned by Rose. Brandon liked fucking drunk, and wanted to be too drunk. Brandon later told me he wished I fucked her, because she kind of held it against him that I hadn’t.
More will follow in later stories.
Even Stranger Things (spoilers) [Alien/Tentacle]
Rumor has it that there was a ‘thing’ that attacked Hawkins, a town not too far from where you live. Rumors of a girl and a boy gone missing, with only the boy being rescued.
The government tried to cover up any talk about it, downplay it to the media. But nothing travels faster between towns in rural Indiana than gossip and drama. First hand accounts say that the boy was missing. Trapped by some other worldly monster, found with a long appendage down his throat, and saved.
All they were, were just rumors, of course. How could something like that really happen. Something bored housewives fabricated about the next town over about the single mother of two who happened to be a headcase.
Until one day, laying there in the bathtub with the water running, something slips in from the plumbing while you have your eyes closed.
It caused the lights to flicker when it emerged and dropped into the water, lightly brushing your leg. You open your eyes but couldn’t see through the bubbly suds covering the water’s surface.
You tell yourself it was nothing. And for a brief few seconds you believe that.
True Hots of our Lifestyle From the Beginning.
My wife thought it would be cute to start putting stories online about out lifestyle and hookups going back to the day we met. We are now 51/46 and have been “Lifestylers” if you will, for 23+ yrs. Even though we didn’t start swinging regularly until after we were married a few years, we did have some occasional play days prior to then and here is the first of I’m sure more to come.
The First and Second Date
Trying to keep these stories from being too long, I will omit a lot of usual stuff. Everything in these stories is TRUE.
Dreaming [F/F]
I been dreaming these last few nights, of you sneaking into my room and kissing my lips. To feel your breasts against mine, your breath on my neck. Seeing you in nothing more but your underwear, as your skin glows from the moonlight standing by my bed biting those bubblegum lips. Seeing that little smirk as you crawl into my bed, running your fingers from my thighs to waist pulling my panties down. Slowly spreading my legs, as you make your way over me, but before you realize I pin you down. Taking full advantage and spreading your legs, kissing you from your legs to your thighs slowly moving closer, giving you a smile before I bite your inner thigh. Shaking my head and moving up, kissing your waist, your cute belly button all the way up to your breast as my fingers slowly trace their way up your porcelain skin. Come down to kiss you, pushing myself against your breasts and whisper in your ear “what do you want me to do, my little minx?”
The Mall [M/F]
Continuation of [The Library](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6myz16/the_library/) and [The Library Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6o6grt/the_library_part_2_mf/)
James drove to the mall with the windows down and the radio off. It was almost three, so the parking lot was nearly empty and he found a spot almost next to the entrance. The sun beat down cheerfully over the concrete and empty cars James made his way to the door. He walked inside the cool building and headed to one of the many outlet stores that hung out in packs at the end of the wings of the mall. There were not many people there at this time of day, and the few that were stayed inside each store before hurrying quickly to the next one, like bees hopping between flowers.
James slipped inside one of the stores that seemed to sell pants he might actually buy, and headed to the men’s section. The racks of folded jeans greeted him in the back of the empty store. The only other person that James could see was the clerk at the counter, who was currently reading a magazine and chewing loudly on some bubble gum, oblivious to the world. He turned back to the jeans and spent a few moments trying to pick out a pair before he felt a hand grab his ass from behind and a familiar voice in his ear.
Games Night (mf) (group)
So this is the 2nd draft of this story im newish to writing so please feed back would be great
**GAMES NIGHT**
It all started when I met Aimee. I was new to the job and spending 10 hours sitting across from a pale skin dark haired beauty like Aimee is just a bonus. You wouldn’t describe her as supermodel beautiful but she has that girl next door look that I find oh so appealing. Standing at it only 5’2 Aimee was rapidly becoming a frequent guest in my fantasies. Being a geek myself I surprised when she had a common love, of Board Games no less. She told me she and her friends met up weekly for a games night every Friday except the first Friday of the month. little did I know that they did to meet up every Friday with the first Friday of the month was a special night instead of playing the usual games like Lords of Waterdeep and Settlers of Catan they played different games and tonight was the first Friday of the month and I was invited and I’m about to find out what these different games entail.