Many years ago, I dated a woman named Hannah. She was about 5’4”, Asian, a cute body with size B breasts. Her nipples were usually hard, which was difficult to hide unless she was wearing a heavily padded bra.
When we dated, we often talked about our sexual past. The following is a story that she told me several times. I believe it to be true because while over time, she revealed more of the story, it was always pretty consistent.
Hannah always had an exhibitionist side to her and loved it when guys did a double take when she walked past them.
Hannah was in high school in the 1980’s, and dated a guy named Chris for about three years. Chris helped Hannah explore her exhibitionist fantasies through relatively innocent activities like wearing shorter skirts, having her perform a strip tease for him in private and having sex under the high school football field bleachers. She was always worried about her reputation, and even though she fantasized about showing off her body, she could never go through with it, because she was always afraid of getting caught and discovered.
Hannah and Chris decided to break up their senior year since they were going to college in different cities; she was staying in Chicago and he was going to school in Boston. They kept in touch, talked regularly and saw each other when Chris would come back to Chicago to visit family. When they did get together and they weren’t in other relationships, they would still fool around just for old time sake.
Chris often asked Hannah if she still had fantasies about showing off her body. Hannah would confess that that was still a fantasy. She even told him that after her junior year in college, she spent part of the summer in the South of France, and she would get so wet going topless on the beach and having male beach go-ers checking out her breasts.
Towards the end of their Senior year in college, Hannah got a voicemail from George. It said, “Hi Hannah, this is George. I’m Chris ____’s best friend and best man. You probably know that he’s getting married this summer and he asked me to reach out to you and chat. Please give me a call back at 617-xxx-xxxx.”
Hannah thought, “Damn it, what a weasel, Chris wants to invite me to his wedding, but doesn’t want to call me directly about it? He’s having his best man do it?” She was tempted to call Chris and just harass him about being a coward, but instead she thought she’d play along and call George back.
When she got a hold of George, the conversation went like this….. “Hey George, this is Hannah. You called me about Chris’ wedding?”
George told Hannah, “Oh yes, I know you heard that Chris is getting married in July after graduation. I’m his best man and I’m planning on throwing him a bachelor party in NY the Friday before his wedding.”
“That’s pretty nice of you, but I don’t think I’m going to the wedding. I haven’t received an invitation,” Hannah told George.
“Yeah, that’s not why I’m calling. Forgive me, if I’m crossing a line, but Chris told me that one of your biggest fantasies…,” he paused, “…is to strip in front of a group of guys, but you could never do it, because you are afraid of impacting your reputation.”
Hannah was in shock and replied, “What the hell. Why is he telling you that? Does he tell everyone about my fantasies?”
“No no no, sorry. He only told me, well because… he wanted me to ask you if you were willing to come to NY and strip for his bachelor party.”
Hannah stopped him and said, “This is a joke right? What the hell?”
George paused a minute, “No, it isn’t a joke, and I’m so sorry. This is such a weird uncomfortable conversation for me.”
“Uncomfortable for you? You are asking me about my fantasies and asking me to be a whore,” Hannah said in an irritated tone.
“I’m so sorry. Chris nor I think of you as a whore. Chris thinks you are beautiful and he’s shown me past photos of you and he’s right, you are incredibly beautiful. He just thought that maybe this was a ‘safe’ way to play out a fantasy.”
“What do you mean ‘safe’ way? I don’t get it,” Hannah started to calm down but was still confused.
“First of all, I really don’t mean to offend you. So I’m sorry. But honestly, this was something that Chris thought you might find intriguing.”
Hannah replied, “Ok, I get it. I won’t take offense that you just asked me to be a prostitute at a bachelor party. Seriously, I’ll just take this as horny boys that want a sexy woman, and I’ll accept the compliment of being a sexy woman.”
George said, “Yes, please. Thank you, that’s exactly what it is. We honestly think you are super sexy and Chris really does think you would enjoy this. So when I said it is a ‘safe fantasy,’ here is the thing. Everyone at the bachelor party will be Chris’ college buddies. No one from Chicago nor in your social circle will ever know about this. If it is true that you have exhibitionist fantasies, you can totally act out the fantasy, as far as you want, and no one will ever know that you did this.”
Hannah was stunned and speechless as she heard George continue, “And we would pay for everything. I’d send you a round trip plane ticket along with some funds for you to buy some sexy outfits ahead of time. We are having the bachelor party in a large hotel suite, two bedrooms connected to a living room, and you will spend the night in the hotel suite. We would pick you up at the airport on Friday and drop you off on Saturday…. You’ve been quiet, are you still with me?”
Hannah replied, “Yeah, I guess I’m in shock. I can’t believe he told you about my fantasies. I can’t believe you are asking me to prostitute myself out. And frankly, I am shocked that I can’t hang up on you. I am a little intrigued. How do I know that the guys will like me?”
“Please, he’s shown us photos of you and we all think you are super hot,” George replied.
“Wait who did he show pictures to and what pictures?” Hannah was starting to get really turned on and really nervous.
“On no no, none of your nude photos, just photos of when the two of you were dating in high school. Just like date and event photos. And only myself and the other two groomsmen saw these.”
“How did you know that there were nude photos?” Hannah asked.
George paused trying to figure out how to respond, “Uh, well ok. Chris did show me some of the nude photos you sent him over the last few years. Without trying to sound creepy, I loved them and I have had a few personal fantasies about you myself.”
“Well I appreciate you being honest, and I guess I always knew that there was a risk in sending Chris those nude photos, but I also knew that Chris hasn’t kept in touch with any of our old friends. I do like the fact that you enjoyed them.” Hannah replied.
George said, “Well I’m glad. You are so beautiful, you should be proud of your body. Look, I understand that you haven’t done anything like this before, nor would you ever do anything like this ever again. We know you aren’t a slut. Everyone has fantasies, and not many people have a chance of living out their fantasies in real life. We are only young once and if we ever do anything which is ‘wild’ we should do it when we are young so we can use the excuse, ‘well I was young and dumb.’ So what do you think? I assume that this conversation and the fact that I saw your nude photos is turning you on. What do you think, are you willing to do this for Chris and for yourself?”
Hannah replied, “Can I think about it for a week? I mean yeah it sounds safe, and it sounds like an amazing opportunity, but I am not a slut, but it might be fun being treated like a slut for an evening. Can I think about it?”
“Of course. If you make up your mind quickly, give me a call and we can get things arranged, if not, let’s talk this time next week?”
So they ended the conversation and Hannah realized that she was super turned on and very wet. She knew that she had to do it, but she wanted to enjoy thinking about the possibilities first.
Hannah and George talked a week later. Hannah said, “Ok, let’s do this. I have some questions though. First off, what are you expecting me to do? I mean, do I just show up to the party and take my clothes off?”
George replied, “Honestly, I haven’t thought about it. I know Chris wants the chance to fool around with you one last time. I assume he means that you two would do that in private. But I think at the very least, we want to see you strip. I’ll probably pick you up from the airport, then take you to the hotel, you can get ready and we will all go to dinner as a group. Then we’ll come back and play poker. I assume you would strip during this time, and afterwards, you and Chris could enjoy some time alone in the bedroom.”
Hannah replied, “That all sounds good, but what if after I strip, I’ll put Chris in the middle of the room and you all can see how good I am at giving Chris a blow job?”
“Uh, yeah, that would be amazing. I’d love to see you suck on Chris’ cock and check out your nude body as you do it.”
“Ok, so let’s do that. Are you expecting anything else? I mean, I assume you know this is NOT a gang bang.” Hannah replied
“No no, this won’t be a gang bang. Just strip and do Chris. I promise you, we will respect your boundaries.” George said.
“Is there any preference on outfits? I assume I should dress sexy but classy for dinner. It should be a warm night in NY, so a skimpy dress that shows a lot of skin would be good?”
“Yes, that sounds good. As far as other outfits, I think some sexy lingerie to strip out of, and maybe some other racy sexy dress or shiny leggings so that you can wear something to socialize with the guys if you finish with Chris before everyone leaves the room. Maybe a bikini to strip out of as well, just leaving options open.”
“All that sounds good. So I’ll look out for the flight information and the clothing allowance and you are going to pick me up at the airport.”
“Yes, that’s all correct. We’ll talk a few days before your flight just to check in, but if you need anything in the meantime, just let me know. Thanks Hannah. This is going to be so sexy.”
“Thanks for asking, I have to say that I’ve been thinking a lot about this for the last week and I’ve been super turned on about this.” Hannah replied.
George then said, “Can I ask you one last favor? Can you send me a few sexy photos of yourself? I’ve actually been fantasizing about you stripping at the bachelor party and I wish I had some actual pictures to use during those fantasy times. Obviously Chris won’t share his nude photos of you, could you send me a few?”
Hannah laughed, “Sure, as long as you promise not to share them with anyone.”
“I promise Hannah.” They ended the conversation there. Hannah, as promised, sent a whole set of super sexy nude and semi nude photos to George.
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A View [M/F]
4:15. My phone buzzes. It’s you. I expect it’s just the usual question of making the 4:30 train. Not today. Too much work due tomorrow.
But the txt reads “Our Irish pub. 5pm. Sit at the bar. A Guinness marking your seat.”
“Okay…” I respond. I guess work will have to wait.
And then my work concentration is totally gone with your final txt: “Pretend you don’t know me.”
Forty-five minutes can feel like years apparently…
I arrive at 5pm on the dot. I paced a bit out front to kill time. Your txt said 5pm, it didn’t sound negotiable.
I see you at the bar as soon as I come in. You’re near the corner of the bar, your back to me and the entrance I just came through. A lone Guinness sits on the first seat around the corner from your right, on the quiet side of the bar that nobody ever sits at.
The seating is strategic. I can see you clearly. Our seats are close, in that nobody can sit between us. But we are separated by the corner of the bar, and both of us a foot or so down our separate sides. Not close enough to talk.
[F4M] 24, they almost found us in the trio.
There was a boy named Marlon who she had sex with most of the time.
He was a horny boy, he had a stable relationship with a girl for a year, we had a lot of trust between us and he told me that his girlfriend did not like rough sex. He used to have sex with me very strong and hard. It was his birthday and he asked me as a gift to have a threesome with another girl. I accepted (I am an open-minded girl) I contacted a friend and we went that week to give her a good gift. We arrived, we drank liquor and we got very horny. I began to kiss my friend and she touched her breasts. He took a piece of furniture and sat in front of us to masturbate, it looked divine. But just at that moment there was a knock on the door of her house, and she was her girlfriend! We all wanted to die. He didn’t come out but he ruined the moment for us. We waited a long time to go out and then each to his house.
unexpected bj from [M]y best[F]riend
We planned meeting at my place and decided that it was going to be a long night, so she was going to stay that night. It was the first time one of my close girlfriends was going the spend the night. I tried to prepare the rooms beforehand but everything kinda looked alright. Tuesday came fast.
The first part of the day was pretty usual. We watched a comedy show, drank some beer. Since she was a close friend I didn’t think about something sexual happening that day… My parents were out of town for three days so we were pretty relaxed at this point. We ate dinner and continued with more beers. She wore yoga pants that day and a pretty baggy T-shirt over it which covered all of her curves. After some beers I was not as successful as I was sober while trying to not think about her sexually.
After dinner, she insisted that we watch a horror movie. Not gonna lie, I get pretty scared of these kinds of movies but I still let her pick the film. We were on the two sides of the couch and I was wondering if I should make a move to get closer to her. While I was thinking about this, distracted and not concentrate on the movie, she just asked:
-Can I come near you?
I didn’t know which boundries we had between us but at this point I was definitely ready to cross them. I opened the blanket and she sat rightl next to me and put her head on my shoulder. This was already something she had done, so I didn’t think much of it.
While watching the film, she was always moving and repositioning herself, which was kind of annoying but I was trying hard to not let her accidentally touch the wrong stuff.
-Are you gonna stop today? I kinda blurted out. She said sorry right back and put her hand directly on my upper leg, a bit on my inner thigh. I had to move it, otherwise I was gonna get a boner and she was going to realize it.
-Let me get some more beer. I said and got up. I went to the bathroom and splashed myself with cold water to lose the dirty thoughts. I really would like to strip her off of her clothes and taste every inch of her.
When I got back, I saw her asleep. I pulled her up and nearly dragged her until she could walk with my help. I put her on the bed and covered her wlth the blanket. I left the room disappointed.
Since she was asleep, I thought of jerking off. I had to let off some steam. I went to my room, killed some time on meaningless stuff and started looking at my favorite camgirls photos. But my mind was wandering to the girl who were sleeping on the other side of the house. I took off my pants and started teasing myself.
I couldn’t help but thinking about all the stuff I could do to her if she’d let me. What would happen if I’d touched her under the blanket, fondling her breasts and playing with her clit. Teasing her the right amount so she begs me to fuck her.
Just as I was going on with these fantasies, while stroking my pretty hard cock, I jumped at the sound of my phone ringing. It was her.
-Where are you? She just asked directly.
-The bedroom next to the kitchen.
Before I could ask the reason she hung up the phone and I figured that she was coming over. I had no idea what to do with my huge bulge. Just as I was quickly putting on my clothes, she knocked the door and came in without me letting her.
-I got scared. Can I sleep next to you? She asked while trying to put on an innocent face. Not waiting for my response, she opened the blanket and laid next to me. It was silent.
I was trying not to move so my bulge wouldn’t get bigger for her to notice. However, her putting her head on my shoulder and leg on my leg didn’t help either. I held my breath, hoping she wouldn’t notice my heartbeats.
-Are you hard? She blurted out holding her head over me. I gulped.
-Were you jerking off before I came in?
She asked not grossed out, rather understanding. I didn’t know what to say.
-I can help, if you want. She shrugged her shoulder. I reached out for the side lamp but she stopped me.
-Don’t. I get embarrassed. Just… yes or no?
I couldn’t answer her, felt like I lost my voice. Instead I took of my shorts. She shook her head and wandered her cold hand over my body. First my chest then my abdomen. My bulge was getting bigger at the thought of her touching me. It felt like a dream.
She slightly pushed off my shirt to the side and played with the waistband. I could feel her fingers touching the tip.
She slowly took of my boxer and started stroking it. Then she took it fully in her hand and began going up and down. I was already groaning. It went a bit like this and to my surprise she said “Tell me when you’re gonna cum” and repositioned herself, so she was on top of me.
I heard a rustling and thanks to the moonlight I saw that she took her tshirt off. I was dying to see her breasts. I started imagining myself touching and sucking them, which made me closer. She could tell this by my fast-paced breathing, so she also got faster. “I’m gonna cum,”
trying to reach the napkins on my desk.
But she said, No need and took my cock right into her warm mouth. She sucked the tip of it for a bit then took more and more of my hard cock. She was also massaging my balls and I could feel the warm saliva dripping from her mouth.
I couldn’t wait any longer and I came in her mouth. She didn’t stop and swallowed all of it. I was impressed.
Then the post-nut-clarity hit me and I got nervous thinking what was supposed to happen between us now.
As if she read my mind, she said “We’ll think about this tomorrow.” I put on my boxers while she took her bra off and laid beside me. I cuddled her from the back and she put my hand on her breast. We fell asleep while I was lightly massaging them.
Vanna and the Spider’s Lair [Fantasy][Insect][Oviposition][Noncon]
Vanna struck an impressive figure silhouetted against the evening sun. She looked every bit the warrior woman she was, riding atop a majestic black horse. She was a woman of the north, fierce and wild, and her attire matched. She wore nothing but a short skirt and enough leather to cover her chest and sword arm. The rest of her -midriff, legs, and arms- were exposed, giving glimpses of the muscle that corded her lithe frame and the healed lash-scars that ran down her back. Her blonde curls framed a deep scowl, from which azure eyes burned. She adjusted her corded girdle; reassuring herself that the long sword fastened to her slender hips hadn’t also been stolen.
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More adventures with the guy from the treehouse [MF]
First story about me taking D’s virginity in his treehouse is in my post history. This story has two parts, both from the same day. Here’s part one!
D and I continued to date for awhile, and over that summer between college semesters, getting around the constant vigilance of his religious parents added an element of adventure and pushed us to be creative. He was still shy and gentlemanly with me, not comfortable with being sexual yet. But as a boy having just been introduced to sex, he wanted it all the time, and I wanted nothing more than to give it to him.
One night over at his house we were watching something in his room (with the door open per his parents’ rules, and his room opened to a thoroughfare of the house). We were lightly spooning fully clothed, being careful bc of the situation. But I wasn’t ready to fully behave – and I had a feeling he wasn’t either. I could feel the tension between us, the little surges of electricity that came from being attracted and close to each other. I could sense him restraining himself – being too nervous to make any moves, both in general and given the circumstances. I wanted to play, to tease him.
The Eating Out Collection – Volume 1 – Terra del Fuego [MF]
“Good Lord, do these guys ever stop coming?”
Taylor turned her eyes towards the grinning Argentinian who proudly displayed his succulent offering. The tastes and smells of the evening delighted her senses, but her body could only handle so much indulgence. Her over-stimulated mouth failed to produce words. The name “Ricardo” rolled around in her mind every time she read the nametag of her gaucho waiter.
“That’s the beauty of this place,” said Ginger. “You’re in control. You can make them stop anytime you like.” Ginger winked at her friend of more than fifteen years, casually flipping a circular card from green to red. A second gaucho, clad all in white save for a sky blue neckerchief, approached Ginger from behind. Noticing the restaurant’s trademark signal to stop, he gracefully retreated, ready to proffer his own savory delicacies elsewhere.
“I’m pacing myself,” stated Brandy. “I want a little taste from each guy tonight so I can decide who’s best.”
“Well I definitely want this,” proclaimed Taylor. She nodded at Ricardo. He beamed with pride as he slid a sizzling, spiced sausage on to her plate. Steam rose from the encased meat. Taylor’s eyes were wide with admiration as she waited for her latest sample to cool. Arched bronze letters adorned the edge of the bone white plate.
Mom (46) caught cheating with her daughter’s boyfriend (19) [M/F] (Part 2)
Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rveiru/mom_46_cant_resist_her_daughters_boyfriend_19/
She had tried to get her life back to normal. After the thrill of that moment of weakness came the realisation. It couldn’t happen. It was a mistake and one that was best forgotten about quickly. The next time Lewis was round to visit Hayley she made sure they wouldn’t end up alone together. As long as she kept her distance things would be okay. Or so she thought.
She even made more of an effort with Phil, her husband. As a way of getting out of the house they went out for a meal and to see a movie for the first time in nearly a decade. Julie had to admit she’d enjoyed it. They got drunk, flirted like teenagers in the taxi home and in the dead of night had sex. God knows she tried. But as she was riding her husband like she had when they were younger Lewis found his way into her mind. The more she tried to focus the more distracted she became, imagining he was the one beneath her, that his hands were caressing her, that any second he would roll her over and fuck her while she grabbed a hold of his long, thick hair. No matter what she tried, he was there.
Taking my teacher [MF]
Growing up, I’ve had too many fantasies to count. From the time I ‘spent’ with celebrities and models, to people I’ve known in real life. I’m not ashamed to admit that’s included friend’s mom’s and even the occasional teacher. The best wanks are always over people I have a vibe with. Since turning 18 a few months ago, I’ve noticed that’s happened more often. One teacher in particular has definitely started looking at me differently. And that’s meant that I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about her and all the things I’d do if I had her all to myself.
Now when I’m in class, I’m even more distracted than usual. This year I haven’t been a stellar student. I’m definitely above average, but don’t do any work in class, or at home really. Over the last couple months, she’s started commenting on that almost every day. She didn’t seem to before, but I guess she’s just looking out for me since my final exams are coming up soon.