Last night I got a call from a guy I've seen a few times saying he was hoping I was still up. I had just left a date. It was a little after midnight. He said to not bother cleaning up, just come over, and come in the backyard door. Usually I see him when his wife is away. I walked over and went around back. He let me into the family room and led me to a basement bedroom. We were going at it maybe 30 minutes when we both heard movement in the house. I realized his wife was there. He whispered that she had taken sleeping medication and thought it was safe. He got up and pulled me to my feet. She was calling him now. He whispered to stay quiet and led me to his basement workroom while he called to her saying that he had decided to get some work done. He threw my clothes into a covered trash can and put me in a tool closet and said to stay there and leave the light off. I nodded. It was pitch black. I sat on a stool and waited. I could hear them moving around and muffled voices. It sounded like they were in the kitchen. It got quiet eventually but I was totally not going to try and get out of the house. It took a long time but I heard steps. Then he opened the door motioning for me to be quiet. He whispered that she had gone to bed and he told her he couldn't sleep and was working. He led me out of the closet but said that I couldn't be loud. He put my panties in my mouth and put me on a mat in the workroom and we went at it for another 20 or 30 minutes. Afterward he said I needed to keep as close to the side of the house as I could until I was at the driveway, then scoot into the neighbors yard and go to the street from there. I escaped pretty uneventfully. It wasn't the only time I was kept in a basement while a wife or girlfriend was upstairs but usually I know about it going in.
Category: eroticstories
Sex Therapy
Sex Therapy. To my horror I realised I’d reached that time of life when I began to have what are discretely called “male problems”. My faithful friend downstairs didn’t stand up so stiffly to attention as he used to do. Though my wife had kept her shapely figure through the years even watching her undress from my favourite sexy underwear sometimes didn’t get him up as hard as he once used to. Then that night came when in the cosy darkness snuggled under our duvet I felt my wife’s bare thigh nuzzling against mine, her soft breasts pressing against my arm, her light fingertips creeping across my thigh and her softly whispered “want you!” My muscle should have been steel hard and straining for her vagina at the first touch of her naked flesh and for the next half an hour, oblivious to the kids hearing through the bedroom wall, we should have been grunting and squealing passionately and our bed should have been rocking and rattling. But this time she had to be satisfied with a finger-fuck, and me with her well practised hand on my half hearted muscle sending my semen barely up to my belly button. After a few nights of erections barely stiff enough to slide up between her legs and just about good enough for a hand job she suggested I made an appointment to see my doctor. I reluctantly agreed to see him. When I arrived at the surgery and gave my name the receptionist told me my own doctor had been called out on an emergency, but his colleague Dr Matthews would see me. Making the appointment had been embarrassing enough, but what was even more embarrassing was when I stepped into the consulting room and saw Dr Matthews was a woman! I thought of turning round and running but I knew I’d come too far for that. Dr Matthews gave me a welcoming smile, the door clicked shut behind me and I was trapped. She was younger than me, perhaps mid thirties and attractive with neat blonde hair. Her doctor’s white coat was thin and tight enough to show the outline of a very shapely figure. Between a couple of the buttons of her coat at the front I caught a glimpse of a black bra. I suddenly realised to my amazement that up top at least she was wearing nothing under that white coat but her underwear! Though I was almost too embarrassed to notice it, I felt that familiar stirring down below. “Now Mr Thompson. What’s your problem?” she asked.
She fixed her eyes enquiringly on me. I felt my face go red and the sweat break out, but I’d come this far and I had to bite the bullet. “It’s a bit of a male problem doctor. I ……” At that my throat went dry and my voice faded into a croak. She smiled as if to reassure me. “Erectile disfunction? I fully understand. Most men your age suffer from it from time to time. I’ll need to ask you some questions.”
[MSTR] My type of woman
I've always had a desire for women older than myself. This isn't to say I'm not attracted to younger women, but there's something I've enjoyed about being the younger partner that has a certain thrill, a level of ecstasy that can't be duplicated. If you've experienced that level of gratification, then you know what I mean.
When I was in school, thought about one teacher I had. She was a curvy english teacher with breasts that could only be contained by her jacket. She had sky blue eyes and always wore her long blonde hair down. She wasn't a tall woman, but she didn't need to be. She was perfect the way she was made. While she went on about prepositions, adjectives, and punctuation. I would go on to my perverted, hormone driven sex world.
One day as my classmates and I were leaving class, my sensually dressed teacher kept me behind citing that there was an issue with homework that needed to be discussed. Whenever this happened, she left the door open, but this day was different. She had closed the door leaving me perplexed as to the nature of our meeting. She asked me why I had chosen the book I chose and why I thought it be appropriate. I didn't mean to be so racy. I had done everything right as she had said. I drew closer to her to explain the content. That's when her behavior would take a more unprofessional turn.
Cum Play and Finger Banging [M]
The door clicks closed. Of all the moments that will follow I like to savour this one the most. We both have an idea of what is about to happen but it won’t play out like we are thinking. It would be no fun if it did. We know the smiles on our faces do little to mask the filth in our heads at right now. I want just one thing from her and that is the realization in her face that this hasn’t happened before. That somehow, without trying anything new, she would feel like she had never come like this before. We kiss for a moment and she backs onto the bed. The taste of her lip balm always reminds me of pounding her, I’m not sure when or where but it does; lost in her and violently passionate that’s what it evokes but I’ve never told her that. I keep that for myself. I slowly pull down her knickers to reveal a freshly waxed cunt. I want nothing but to dive into it but that’s not how this plays out. Lifting herself up on her elbows, she starts to trace her foot down my chest. My cock springs up when I quickly dispose of my briefs. She bites her lips with a slight smirk as she looks at me towering over her at the edge of the bed. I notice that she is resisting looking at my rock hard cock. She is teasing herself. She is teasing me. Perfect. Lowering myself I slide my head between her legs, I gently trace my fingers from her calves to her thighs. I kiss around her cunt. Slowly and firmly. She lets her guard down and closes her eyes. She wants to moan, I can see it, but I won’t let her get one out of her mouth, she is subdued to silence by one utterance from me; a soft and loaded ‘shussssh’ which means not yet. She’s then not expecting this, a direct return to play. I give her clit a quick flick of my tongue before sliding the rest of my body right up between her legs. The tip of my cock now able to kiss her cunt as my eyes meet hers. She inhales sharply. And I am rewarded with the knowledge that she really didn’t expect that. I apply pressure with my cock. Then I kiss her, finishing with me biting her lip. It’s cheesy but it’s never unappreciated. My right thumb traces underneath her left breast and up towards her stiff nipple. I feel goose bumps. She wants me in her, to be fucked hard right now and I can’t give it to her. I lift myself up on my knees. She is breathing heavily. I trace her pussy lips with my cock, being careful not to get in too far. I lean back and I let go of my now throbbing cock. From the corner of my eyes I can see her clench her feet. Her legs are restless, she wants more, needs it. I know exactly how wet she is right now, without touching. Again I grip my cock and move it towards her swollen lips, hoping she’ll think it’s going in, it’s not. I have it gripped with one hand but two fingers underneath the shaft ready to slide into her instead. I get my two fingers inside her before she realises it’s not my cock. At long last I get my first uncontrolled moan. This one I knew she couldn’t keep in. There is nothing quite like it. She is not the same from here on in. Control is now literally in my hands alone. I work her slowly with just these two fingers. My palm is facing the ceiling as I make the “come here” gesture with my fingers inside her. She is so fucking wet. Her back is arched. Her eyes are closed. Her moans are low now but that won’t be for long. I bring my head down to her clit and blow on it lightly. She has waited long enough; I put my lips on her clit, sucking lightly. My fingers get faster sliding them back and forth, steadily in and out. And of course a thumb on her clit, now. I trace the fingers on my left hand along her thighs. She moans loudly. It won’t be long now. She comes as loud as I’ve ever heard her come. Her body is shaking as she begins to push her pussy towards my face. I have to taste her properly. My mouth takes her in as I squeeze her thighs with both hands, my tongue and lips lightly sucking in as much as they can reach. She tightens her thighs around my head as I get my tongue deep inside her for the end of her orgasm. She knows what’s next. I rise to my knees. Precum actually dripping from the tip of my cock. A wave of pleasure runs through me as she carefully wipes it off with her finger and tastes me. As always she looks me in the eye, and runs her finger underneath the tip of the head which lights up my dick with pleasure. And I know it’s my turn. I have her hands pinned behind her head pretty quick. In one movement I’m sliding fully inside her. There is the look I’ve wanted on her face. It has taken her till now to realize that it all hasn’t been done like this before. She’s had her orgasm and now she just wants to be fucked hard. I am stretching her nicely. I quickly up the pace to meet her desire. She is building. We both are. I keep a firm steady rhythm. Each stroke is from tip to base. She’ll feel this tomorrow, I want her to. I know she wants to. The thought of her feeling where my cock has been for days sends me over the edge. We both come hard. There is no way she can’t feel my cock pulse inside her. Blindsiding me and swiftly getting the base of my cock, she pulls me out and makes sure the last bit of cum is for her mouth. She has got her wish. We kiss and I find that she hasn’t swallowed….yet. I wasn’t expecting that. I have a new memory to think of now when I taste her lips again.
[GAY] Halloween 3sum MMM
I was invited to Halloween party downtown this year. When I showed up to the address, it was in a nasty part of town. Literally crack whores and homeless dudes everywhere. Despite the scene, I said fuck it and went to enjoy my night.
The guy hosting was from my college math class. I thought he was super cute, but I didn't think he knew I was gay. I came to the party to score some ass. I didn't care if was hairy or they just took a messy shit. I wanted to stick my flesh pole in some ass.
The beers started flowing and the host was too busy to chat with me. I ended up talking to his neighbors who lived across the hall. Let's call one, /u/ChokinMrElmo and the other /u/Hulkx.
After a few more drinks, /u/ChokinMrElmo invited me back to their apartment. He whispered in my ear that he was a power bottom and craved dick. He wanted me in him now.
We said our goodbyes, and the host raised an eyebrow when I told him that I was going across the hall.
Super Cummers & Cum Sluts
So, this is more like a retelling of a real experience but it makes a fun story, too.
A girl's got to love guys with stamina and who are super cummers. Another girl and I were brought over to party with these six guys today. They had just started their holiday vacation and wanted to kick it off with fun.
Turned out they were all super cummers. Once this guy was fucking me from behind while I was kneeling on this sofa and watching Carlie such another guy off. When she moved her mouth to anther guy I went forward for that hard dick she had just left and started sucking wildly. He exploded while i was at the tip and he sprayed my face. Carlie brought this bowl to have him cum in t and so did the guy she was sucking. We spooned cum from the bowl and cum shared, then more guys came on our faces and had us drip into the bowl.
Anther time the guys pulled out of our mouths and came on our faces and in this glasses we carried. We totally drank it down.
Terrakingpin
It is strange to think that we have come so far away from where we started. As I lay here on the bed wrapped in a large bathrobe freshly glistening from my shower I see you sitting on the edge of the bed. As you obliviously ignore me and become engrossed in another meaningless show about how something is made my mind wanders to how things should be without all your lies and if you were interested in me anymore. You look back at me as you blue eyes search for a piece of exposed skin, knowing that my wet creamy white skin is silky to the touch. They drink the image in that exists behind the mind’s eye, taking on all forms of hot depraved sex. You smile mischievously and turn your attention away. I stand, exposing the curve of my inner breast down to my navel and my purple lacy underwear peeking through the slim crack of the bathrobe hiding all the fun. Standing in front of you your eyes travel up and down hungrily and your pupils constrict with desire and you reach out and drop the robe effortlessly off my shoulders. My nipples harden under your steady gaze and my skin feels a surge of electricity and desire as you run you hand gently up the curve of my waist, tracing the line of my swollen breasts, and then back down to rest on my ass. I feel a heat spreading over my skin, electrifying my nerves, screaming for you to put your mouth on my skin. I crave your touch. My pussy is hot and aching for your tongue to taste it, waiting to be filled by the, now, massively hard cock straining against your pants. I straddle you, feeling that giant cock pushing against the fabric of my panties I trace my tongue along your ear and look you in the eye for a split second before I see the spark of lust has taken control. You pull me close and kiss me so deep it takes my breath away. You slowly work your way down my neck to my rock hard nipples; kissing, licking, and nipping the whole way. I breathe heavily with desire as you playfully bite my nipples and gently pull my hair back. My pussy is no wet and hot you feel it through your pants. Pushing me up you pull my underwear off exposing a small wet hole that is there just for your enjoyment. I pull your pants off and your enormous cock stands erect and waiting to fill my holes. I eye it hungrily and get down on my knees putting it in my warm mouth while you breathe heavily with an animal need. I bring you closer and closer to the edge until you cannot contain the ravenous beast inside. With a swift motion you stand me up and put me on the bed slowly drinking in the sight of large naked breasts and a dripping wet pussy aching for you to be inside it. Your hands pinch my nipples as you dive in, licking at the quivering rosebud, and tasting the exquisite flavor of your love. I gasp with delight and succumb to the gentle pleasures of your mouth as it tries to pull every bit of taste from me. Each lick only making you harder and harder with a need to plunge your cock deep inside my pussy, bringing me to the edge you pull away making me whine with desire. “No. No. I need you. I need you inside of me,” I breathlessly beg you. But I know you will give in, you want it, you need to feel that heat envelope your cock as it slides in and out. You exquisitely kiss my neck and breast as you slide into me. My eyes go wide with the burst of luscious pain and then I relax as you slide deeper and deeper into me. I feel drunk with desire as I wrap my long legs around your waist and pull you deeper into me. Sliding in and out and making my pussy quiver and ache with each thrust of your big hard dick. “Oh god. Oh my god.” Is all I can say as you bury your cock deep between my thighs and your teeth scrape my neck. You go slow and steady and deep, grabbing my ass gently and firmly pulling me deeper down your shaft. I gasp and shuttering waves of ecstasy wash over me. I stiffen with delicious delight as I cum long and hard all over you cock. I feel your evil smile at the nape of my neck as you quicken your pace. Your hand grasps my throat as you fuck me, making me gasp through the wet pounding. I feel your big cock throb inside me as you bury it deep and groan as you cum inside me. Your hard dick pulsing inside me dripping wet pussy brings me over the edge and I cum again, shuttering hard and wet on your cock. A warm satisfied moan escapes my lips as you gently trace my curves, dispersing small loving kisses gently and randomly over my glistening skin. I laugh and feign disgust as you lick your fingers and ceremoniously extracting every last flavor of me from your skin. You gently slap my ass as I get dressed and we talk about things that need to be done and what to have for dinner. I smile at you with red cheeks and wild hair and as you smile lovingly back I know you are happy and you love me too. You clear your throat and looking up at you I realize that all of that hot sex and connection we had was a thing of the past. You’ve grown bored, if you were ever entertained to begin with is debatable. I want you to interact with me and be interested in romancing me. You used to want to be my friend and my lover; promising to be romantic and sweet. Now we sit in silence, frustration, anger and sadness because you stopped talking to me. Sneaking around sending pictures and dirty words that aren’t for me because the work to fix what’s broken at home is too much and not as fun for you. I sigh and go back to my reading, swallowing the tears. I find the one man I love and want to work at it with and even though we are sitting next to each other we couldn’t be further apart.
Seeing a movie [M]
It was a lonely Saturday. I had no plans and wanted to hang out with my girlfriend. I texted her and asked if she wanted to go to the movies. She replied with a yes and I told her to meet me at CVS and we would drive to the movies together. I pulled up at CVS and she was waiting for me. I shut off the car and got out to greet her. She wore a vibrant v-neck shirt and tight skirt that really turned me on. She had great, big tits and one of the nicest asses I have ever seen.
She was smiling and I smiled back. “Hey,” I said.
“Hi,” Ava said as she smiled. Her voice was soft and cute.
Before she could say another word, I leaned in and kissed her. I placed my left hand on her neck, before placing both hands on either cheek. Our lips exchanged meanings of affection. I slowed to a stop. I gazed into her eyes, as she slowly opened them.
“Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah, let’s go,” Ava said as she giggled.
Dear Aidra Part I: The Descent of J. Ludlow [BDSM] [MC] [Trans] [IR] [Sadism] [Cheat] [MMF] [Sissy] [Anal] [Cuckold] [Feminization] [Humiliation] [Forced] [Non-Consent] [Love]
This began as a caption but the words took over from the pictures, and I’ve always liked writing but been shy of it. I thought I’d submit to a more literature-inclined audience to see how I did. But there are pictures incorporated–is that allowed? I really don’t want to dilute or mis-use this subreddit, and I trust the mods to set me straight if I’m out of line. An x-post from r/xxxcaptions. Thanks for your consideration!
Eating out done right!
Is there anything more erotic, more atisfying, more – mere words fail me – than going down on a woman, eating hair pie, giving her head, having a box lunch, performing oral sex, eating her out, etc.? I think not.
What is more the essence of sex than a woman’s vagina? The source of her pleasure, home of the clitoris, center of her sexual universe? Nothing, in my opinion.
All roads lead to the vagina, do they not? Look at a lovely woman. On the street, in the mall, at work – anywhere. Her abundant hair, alluring eyes, soft full lips. Follow down the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts, the strength of her stomach. When you hit the center of her body, right between her beautiful legs, you’ve hit the center of her being.
Or start with her delicate feet. Strong enough to carry her for a lifetime, yet supple enough to massage and fondle. Also, by the way, often cold enough to freeze whatever they touch under the blankets! Move your eyes up those shapely calves to the curve of her thighs and roundness of her tush, and there it is again, the Bermuda Triangle, mysterious and unknown.