It was an unseasonably cool summer evening

the night my wife and I invited her sister Annie over to soak in the hot tub and drink margaritas. She had gone through a rough divorce earlier that year, we had become her confidantes, and my wife said her sister was having a tough couple of days. So we stayed in the hot tub longer than normal that night, and since her sons were with their father that weekend, she could crash in our guest bedroom that night, and the margaritas flowed.

After a couple of drinks, Annie’s somber mood began to lift, and her natural flirty, silly side began to show. It was good for all of us to laugh, and share sexy innuendo and bawdy humor, and mix another pitcher of margaritas.

I had known Annie since she was in high school, beginning when I began to date her sister while we were in college. And it was no secret to anyone in the family that she had had a crush on me ever since we first got to know each other.

The gym trainer [M/F] (Part 2)

A wave of relief washed over Claire as Elijah had accepted her invite. “The one at 39th and main, I can do that. See you…” she pauses as she thinks about the time. It was 4 o’clock now. She would need to get home, shower, shave, find the perfect outfit, fix her hair and make up, and then get there, “… around 8:30?”

He smiles as she gives a time, “8:30 it will be then.” His voice was excited at it, proud of her reaching her goal. Thought maybe a bit sad, hoping this wouldn’t be the last time he saw her as they had become quite close over the last 2 years.

Claire finally stood up, she couldn’t keep the excitement off her face. She practically skips to the locker rooms, looking back and giving a goodbye wave, and maybe hoping that he was watching something else when she went away. Elijah returned the wave before she went around the corner.

My Sissy Brother [MF]

There is point when it is enough. When you have to stand on your own feet. When it is time for you to leave your family home and get a place on your own. It was a few years ago when I made this decision. But rents were already through the roof back then, so I needed a roommate to be able to afford anything. I came up with the great idea to ask my one year younger brother, who just turned 19, to move out with me. It didn’t took much to persuade him.

After some searching – it actually was nothing but a big pain in our backsides – we found an affordable, surprisingly big place for the two of us: A room for each one, a kitchen, a big living room and a bathroom. We immediately turned it into our man cave. Or better said into our party hub. We did what you do when you move out from home when you are around 20. Lots of drinking, mixed with loud music and fucking everywhere. Luckily our neighbors were forgiving. Or never home. Or just deaf. We never had any problems with them back then. And we still have no problem with them until this day.

My Jealous, Lazy, Sexy Aunt: Part 2 [Incest]

My Jealous, Lazy, Sexy Aunt : Part 2

*Quick note: First off, thanks for the support on part one! Secondly, I should mention I’m quite new to erotic writing. Expect more of the same grammar errors and weird writing choices that gradually get better over time. With that said, part 2 is below. Enjoy.*

– 4:36 PM (5/17/21)

“I’m surprised you bathe.” I half whispered while warm water ran through my fingers into the tub below. “You surprised what!?!” Yelled Aunt Liz from the living room couch. I exited the bathroom and surveyed the living area’s damages. Soda and beer cans already engulfed the cocktail table while unopened luggage bags still sat on Aunt Liz’s bed. I honestly don’t think she’s even been in there yet. I’m not a clean freak by any means, but at this rate I’ll need to hire a maid. “Your bath is half full, you should check out your room if you haven’t already.” I didn’t want to admit it but I had spent hours of yesterday’s afternoon prepping it for her. “Thanks Charley!” Aunt Liz said gleefully. “If you don’t mind me asking, was my room that girls?” Something about the way she said ‘that girls’ felt more than a little venomous. “Yea it was, why do you ask?” Aunt Liz took one more sip of her Corona before responding. “Oh no reason at all, just curious…”

I had my latina wife for breakfast

I went to the kitchen to make some coffee. I got the in there and my latina wife was already starting to make the coffee. She was wearing a white robe that went to her knees. I’m wearing some tight jockey shorts.

I come up behind her to give her a good morning hug. I press up against her and my cock started to wake up. I wrap my hands around her, grabbing her big 36DD tits through the robe.

I whisper in her ear, “good morning babydoll”. She turns her head slightly and tells me in a soft voice, ” good morning papi, something is awake”.

By now, my cock is hard AF, straining to be freed from the tight jockey shorts. I undo her robe. It falls to the floor. She is not wearing anything underneath. I get down on my knees and start kissing her beautiful little butt.

I reach around and start to play with her pussy. I start sliding my tongue between her ass cheeks and then along her asshole. She is now moaning a little, telling me how good it feels.

I fingered my coworker at her super bowl party while my other coworkers and her boyfriend had no idea…

After I found my coworker naked and blindfolded after work I was feeling pretty good. The sheer insanity of that working out, getting to see my stuck up coworker on all fours, while filling up her ass was a dream come true. And she had no clue who I am thanks to the blindfold.

Except not quite. I forgot in the moment that I responded to her while we were fucking, and she knew my voice.

So when she reached out and invited me to her house for a Super Bowl party I was very suspicious. We weren’t “friends” at work (eg: she’s a bit stuck up). We were about to start another project together, but that didn’t justify the invite. Regardless, I went.

What? I love free drinks.

It was a small party, maybe 10 people, but there was a lot of alcohol and a lot of king cake. I chatted with various coworkers and every interaction with her was completely normal. She was wearing a skirt and sweatshirt, which I had never seen her wear, but she was home so she could wear whatever pajamas she wanted.

Hi, I’m Mark, Your Neighbour [MF][con]

Their schedules overlapped. In the early hours of the morning, when he returned from his night shift, she would leave for work.

He’d catch her in the elevator where they always shared a polite smile and a neighbourly “hello”, but no more than that.

She liked to dressed smart. Pencil skirt, ironed shirt, stockings, practical shoes. Occasionally, she’d wear a dress, bright-coloured and playful, and on Fridays, she sported tight-fitting jeans that showed off her figure.

Her name was Clare, and he often fantasised about her when he masturbated.

On Sunday, he did his laundry in the building’s basement laundromat. To pass the time, he browsed Insta on his phone while making idle conversation with Harold, a life-long tenant with a sailor’s disposition, and the only other early-bird doing washing.

To his surprise, Clare descended the stairs into basement, juggling two baskets of dirty laundry. He’d never seen her here before. Their brief encounters were strictly a weekday affair.

“Here, let me help,” he said, taking a basket from her.

She was barefoot and wore a t-shirt and denim hotpants.

“Thanks. My mum’s machine broke,” she explained.

One comment led to soooo much more! (Dominated by a College girl) part 1 [M/F]

Id just turned 21 and i was in college one day a week every Wednesday. It was a small group of just men in our class, all mixed ages but a handful of us had ‘teamed up’ and formed a friendship.

Basically long story short, on our break we’d go around the back of the college to the smoking shelter, one lad called Nathan pulled out a tightly rolled joint… the rest is history.

In the second week of term, the tutor informed us that there was another class doing the same subject. Due to a lack a rooms available in the college the two classes would be merged to one that day and for future classes.

The merge didn’t happen immediately but after we had gone on our 15 minute break. We all went out for our usual smoke, grabbed a drink from canteen and made our way back up.

When we arrived the other class had already made there way into our room. A small group had turned into a large room of people, there was just enough seats for us all. To my surprise when I walked in it was no longer a penis party!

First time with three

Mia was nervous in that hotel room. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed, breathing deeply. She felt the softness of the carpet under her bare feet as she saw the spacious suite she had rented.

Everything was as she had planned, the suite was perfect, she had everything she needed, and was very close to ending all those years of repression and prohibitions that she had had to endure.

The door rang, and she quickly went to open it, through which 3 men entered, the company she was so anxiously waiting for. She had hired them, 3 stallions carefully chosen to fulfill her wishes. Harry had shoulder-length brown hair, Mark had black hair, and Arthur had black hair as well, along with a bushy beard and mustache. The three of them were just how she wanted them, tall, strong, elegant and manly.

– Thanks for coming – Mia said nervously to the 3 – I already told each one what I want, so I hope we can have fun and get along

Kitty and Kushka 2 by u/KushkaJen1990 and u/MoodyKitten07

Many thanks to u/MoodyKitten07 for her inspiring stories and ideas – and her help in convincing me I could right. By coincidence Kushka means cat in Russia so out pennames kinda match so I used that for our stories.

Our second session was a while later. I had learned a little more not just about pleasing women but about S&M. I came prepped a little too – I had done a shibari course and while I knew Ms Kitty would have ‘researched’ such things I wanted to show her how much extra pleasure some ropes could provide. I had been fantasising about binding up that delicious, young, libidinous body so tightly and then having it – and her mind – explode.

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“How would it be if I tied you to the bed – with your feet tied to your thighs and hands behind your back…. I asked

“That could be fun” Kitty replied.

“…Immobilised while I just teased your clit, keeping you on the edge.”

“Depends how long, it would make me very, very, needy. I’d rather be overstimulated than denied.” Kitty replied.