Our First Night [M/F]

Long time lurker, first time posting so bare with me.

I was texting this girl for the past two weeks. She is 5'5" 130 athletic, incredible ass, and great boobs. I'm 5'7 120 athletic/slim build. 5 inches (why lie). Anyway I haven't had the best luck with women. I am always too nice, and take things too slow.

Not this time.

She was getting off work when I texted her and said, "I'm incredibly horny, so my messages might be sexual." She sends a tastefully "oh really?" When she asks the last time I received a blowjob. I replied it's been a good while. "I've been told I'm great at giving them…" she says.

"Prove it!"

The next evening she comes over in the usual yoga pants and t shirt when we retire to my room (I lived with my parents at the time) we laid down, and went right to business. My hands explored every inch of her toned body, and her the same. We were kissing passionately when I removed her clothes to reveal a black lacy bra, and matching thong. At this point I'm hard as a rock. I start kissing her body as I remove the remains of her clothes. My tongue leads me around her nipples that are hard. She used her hands to massage my cock through my shorts…

[M]y [F]irst [F]oray at posting here…

Well I'm a long time lurker, first time poster. I've decided it's high time that I post some of tales from years gone by. I'm a 30 year old musician who's always had a penchant for the ladies. I've seen some things, to say the least.

The first story I will tell is about a late night offer that was WAY more than I bargained for…

It was about 1am on a Saturday. As with most nights, I was still up working on some music when I noticed a new text. "What are you up to?" it read. Seeing who sent it, I knew where this would lead. We will call her N. N was about 5'3 maybe 115, light brown shoulder length hair, tongue rings (yes plural), tattoos and very nice blue eyes. Slender body, very tight, muscle definition in her stomach with a very nice, small B cup chest and although very much lacking from what I usually like, a tight little ass.

We had kind of an off and on booty call arrangement which is why I knew where this was going when I saw the text. It was VERY convenient since we both lived about 4 blocks apart.

Stoned on Orgasms (kink)

Driving home with James the other night, he looks at me and says “Wanna fuck?”. There’s a piece of me thinking….we just had dinner…and my legs aren’t shav…fuck it. “Yeah” I replied.

Getting home he quickly drags me upstairs by my hair, because apparently I wasn’t responding fast enough (this is preapproved…. and hot) and I lay down on his bed. He strips off his clothes and is ‘top unhappy’ with me for not taking off my clothes fast enough, so starts to strip mine off quickly. He kisses me a bit, kissing me with teeth, biting my lips like he knows I love and plays with my breasts and biting my nipples and the next thing I know I’m face down, ass up on the bed and he’s starting to spank my ass, quick and light at first and then harder as we keep going. I brace myself against the wall touching the bed and start moaning, fucking loving this, thinking it’s hard and it hurts but it’s not hard enough and it doesn’t hurt enough. He starts to bite me more, know how much I fucking love it, biting along my back, and biting my ass hard, and I’m writing from it. He checks in with me that I’m ok and then disappears for a second, and I can guess what he is doing. However, since I’m not being actively stimulated, my body takes over my brain as it often does subbing and I just collapse from being so tense from being spanked and bitten.

A lazy Sunday morning [m/f]

This is a story about me [m, 25] and my wife [f, 23] on a recent Sunday morning. We wrote it in the present tense and in first person so it would be more relatable to our fellow Redditors. We've haunted this sub for a while, but this is our first post!

It's a Sunday. We've been looking forward to today for six weeks because we're going to see a show in the city, an early anniversary gift to ourselves. We haven't been to too many theater productions before, so it's exciting to be doing something out of the ordinary. We're giddy to get going but not excited enough to get out of bed. It's a crystal clear morning and at 6:55am the sky is just barely starting to turn from midnight blue to pink and orange. The light brushes through the shutters of our bedroom and casts such a relaxing and enchanting aura over the bed that we find it difficult to pull ourselves out of bed most days. At night the house cools down to a temperature that encourages cuddling. Almost every morning we wake up only half way, enough to blindly fumble through the covers, find each other, remove all the space between us, and fall asleep again. Our down comforter and each other's comfort is far more enticing than getting out of bed and getting dressed.

Cougar Chronicles: Kim (M25F39)

I have been a long time lurker on this sub, and finally decided I wanted to share some of the gonewild stories I have had with some amazing older women. This is my first post, so if I have something screwed up with the labels, let me know.

To start out, I have always had a thing for older women, but for my teens and early twenties, it was just a fantasy. I had a longterm girlfriend from highschool through the first part of college, and then we broke up my junior year. The rest of college was filled with random hookups with girls my own age, but I still had that nagging fantasy in my mind that I wanted to learn what an older woman could teach me.

Fast forward to 2009. I was a year out of college, and because I didn't want to live a 9-5 life, I worked as a bartender. The upside to this, is that it gave me the opporotunity to chat up lots of beautiful women. For the relevance to this story though, the job gave me plenty of free time.

[M/F] A night at the hostel turned villa in Thailand

This happened about 3 years ago. Sorry for the terrible writing; English isn't my first language…

My best friend Bea and I had both opted to enroll into a Masters program so we planned a trip to South East Asia both to celebrate finishing our bachelor and recharge before starting all over again in September. We had about 4 months of traveling planned, and we were both excited about the prospect of leaving our native Netherlands for a few months. Neither of us had ever been to Asia before, and we were both looking forward to making the most of our time in the sun.

Anyway, fast-forward a few days, we both took a boat to a place called Ko Samui in Thailand and checked into a pretty cool hostel set somewhere in the jungle, with only a few other fenced villas nearby. It even had a pool whose water was pristine, a luxury we didn't encounter again in our trip! Unfortunately, it seemed like we were the only people there as we didn't see anyone else but the owner during our time there. We rented a bike and toured the island for the afternoon and came back around 8pm; still nobody in sight. The owner had set up an emergency phone in case anything happens and had both given us keys to the front door. The place was basically our private villa at the ridiculous cost of $25 each. We did what anyone else would have done and promptly decided to start making our vodka-and-whatever-juice-we-bought-at-the-7/11 cocktails by the pool. We drank a bit, chatted and put some music on our iPhones before both changing into our bikinis and jump into the pool.

[M]y recent experience helping a lesbian explore a craving [f]or cock…file under “So that just happened.”

She answered my ad for a pen-pal in casual encounters cautiously…just a one-line answer, but it sounded real, the grammar was correct, and so I gave it a shot. Within a few intelligent-sounding e-mails, she confessed she was a lesbian in a serious relationship with a recent, new-found obsession with cock. I of course assumed she was fake, and immediately stated so, giving a legitimate explanation of the usual fakes I deal with on craigslist. I asked for voice verification. I got it. She was real. She went into detail about what she saw as a completely primal, instinctive, biological obsession she was having with cock. Perhaps it was her complete lack of experience with it, mixed with her biological desire to use her parts in ways they are biologically supposed to be used, which spurred this extreme curiosity on. Whatever it was, I was happy to oblige discussing fantasies with someone so eager to be led into a new-to-them world.

Tied to a chair and teased – part 2 – F/mf – True – Bondage

Part 1 – https://www.reddit.com/r/ReaderAnonErotica/comments/3qibc6/tied_to_a_chair_and_teased_part_1_fmf_true_bondage/


Stacy had won a bet and the result was myself tied to a chair, groaning from being denied an orgasm at the last moment while Stacy, in sexy lingerie smirked at me and the girl, Stacy's slave, watched from the bed naked.

Stacy went over to her toy box, and came back with a thick opaque scarf. I watched, knowing, as she walked back, then walked around me and out of my vision. Then the scarf descended onto my eyes and I was blind folded. Her fingers fished into my mouth and pulled out the soaked panties. "Boy," she said, "no speaking at all without permission." She waited a bit and then, her mouth right next to my ear suddenly, hot breath on me, "except my safe word of course." Then she nipped my ear lightly and I felt her move away.

"Pet," Stacy said, "help me."

The Visit

This is my first post here, but this was a weekend of some of the best sex of my life, so I felt the need to share. Let me start off with some background. If you want to skip this, jump to the part where it says The Visit.

Happy Halloween [F/M]

I didn't even want to go to the party at first… boy I'm glad my roommate talked me into it. I hadn't picked out a Halloween costume that year, so I borrowed one form a friend about my size – Harley Quinn from the batman cartoon (not the new Hot Topic Harley, this was before that character existed). My friend is I guess slightly smaller in the chest and hips than I am, so the outfit clung to me, accentuating my curves.

I was at the corner of the party, drinking punch, not really feeling the scene when he walked in. Dressed as the Joker, and well over 6 feet tall. I couldn't really make out much of his face because of the make up (and it didn't occur to me until later that he probably couldn't see mine because of the make up and mask) but something about him drew me to him. I walked over, did my best to sound cutesy and made a joke about us matching.

He just kind of nodded. For some reason (maybe it was the tequila we pregamed with earlier or the vodka in the punch) I found that really hot.