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Hey, I’ve recently started writing erotica shorts on my blog and I was wondering if I could get some C&C on them. Hopefully the title and meta tag is used correctly, if not, I apologize.
https://thedarktalesofdesire.tumblr.com/Stories For the index, I’ll hopefully be adding more this week as well. If this isn’t allowed by the subreddit, please let me know and I’ll edit it accordingly.
So, a couple notes to start. I haven’t been writing much recently, not much sex to write about when you’re trying to live as a reasonably functional adult after college. But I had a fun little night last night and thought maybe it’s worth sharing, plus I need some advice. More on that later.
I’ve written about this guy before. He’s from my hometown, which I now live close to but he’s moved away from. I guess there may be a chance of a visit in a few months. We went to high school together but were nothing more than friends, until a party at his house last year led to me half naked in his closet then us meeting for more the following night. I’ll link that story [here] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5mto8j/blowing_him_in_his_car_fm/)
A lot of backstory to this one, so skip to below for the dirty stuff…
The last one sort of fell into our lap (you can read about in my post history) but that was a few months ago. We finally got off our asses and did some work to make it happen again, and it paid off. That’s despite Rachel saying things like, “I forgot sleeping with ladies is like… hard and requires work. Sleeping with men is literally effortless.” Yes, babe, I know. I’VE HAD TO DO THIS ALL OF MY ADULT LIFE THANK YOU FOR CHECKING YOUR PRIVILEGE.
Anyways.
So we went on Fetlife and reddit, did a couple of local events, and we found a few potential girls we liked. The one on whom we settled, Elle, 25 years old, is about 5’10 and has a dancer’s body with small breasts and a great, spankable ass. Long reddish hair and blue eyes, too. We messaged for a while online until moving over to a group text and flirting some more. She had been a little flaky in returning our texts, so we were unsure if anything would ever materialize, but then on Thursday she sent us a face picture and we finally settled on a date on Sunday night. We talked about the renaissance faire we were going to that weekend and she promised I’d enjoy Shakespearean wrestling (in which WWE-style wrestling is performed to the story lines of Shakespeare) and I told her that I’d hold her personal responsible if I didn’t. She told me that I could spank her if I didn’t, but that she wanted me to spank her either way. She even added a few pictures of her ass to whet our appetite.
True Story no exaggerations.
The dialogue might not be 100% and please forgive typos and rushed illiterate writing. I wanted to share a dirty part of my mine and my wife’s lives. We went from moderately kinky at the beginning to present day, meeting strangers in hotel rooms and watching them fuck her ass while She sucks my cock.
one day in bed i randomly putting a dildo in her mouth to suck. I wasn’t into mmf or sharing at this time but she sucked it and asked me to my surprise if I’d like to watch her suck a dick while I fuck her. I got really turned on and she clearly loved it. It became part of sex for us to talk about that. Whenever she was close to cumming I’d just say something like “you want to suck some guys cock while I fuck you?” And she’d cum hard.
Thanks for the previous comments and suggestions. Pretty sure I can get the rest of the story out in this plus one other update.
Let’s fast forward a little bit. It’s been 2 months since I met Gil and I’m back at her place for one of our bi weekly rendezvous. I’m in agony. The next 5 minutes are going to be a mix of pain, pleasure, begging and hopefully release. I ask if I can wear the bite gag instead of the large ball gag she normally puts in my mouth. The bite gag does less to stifle my groans but it lets me bite down hard when I come into a bout of pain.
After I put the bite gag on, I assume the position – on my hands and knees. We’ve been through this more than a dozen times so I know the routine. I spread my hips a bit so that Gil will have easy access to my backside. Not much point in having easier access to my cock as that is still locked up in the chasity cage. Hence my agony.
Jane was in my wide circle of college friends. She would party with us on the weekends but she wasn’t part of the core group. Jane was a little too straight-laced for our band of pot heads and misfits. She was serious about her studies. Even when she partied, she maintained more self-control than the rest of us.
Jane had an adorable face. Cute as could be, with short blond hair, full lips and yes, dimples. She was about 5’6″, slightly overweight with a wide booty and small chest.
When we were in our friend group, Jane and I spoke a little but never got into any deep discussions and we never got together one-on-one. That changed, however, when I purchased a used motorcycle. Jane was intrigued and wanted to go for a ride. Her father had a motorcycle and she loved riding with him. Since I was a little drunk, we agreed to go for a ride the next day.
It’s taken me a long time to get to writing about this, so forgive me. More effort has been spent lately in arranging a gangbang for Ariel, which we’ve set for next week. I’ll be sure to write about that as well. On a related note, one of the four other guys has had to opt out due to entering a relationship, so we are looking for one more. If you’re in the Twin Cities, message me!
**That good old Preamble**
Ariel is 24, 5’9, a dirty blonde with a very sweet voice and demeanor. I’ve told her that if I met her on the street, I’d have no idea how sexually adventurous she is. She’s a giver, for sure. Loves to suck cock and get facefucked. She even requests it now. She’s into rimming, which consequently has made me a fan of being rimmed. She loves anal too. On another related note, my friend and I are planning to give her her first DP experience tomorrow. As prep for next week.
Ariel also loves cum. Hers, mine, others’…yesterday after I finished inside her, I pulled out and had her clean me off. And as much as I love filling her, I also enjoy covering her tongue.
It took a few years to really get used to the quite literal “maintenance” puberty causes. It happens at different times for everyone, as though it’s a ticking time bomb that someone else has the control over. It’s not necessarily at the beginning of puberty either, and for some it comes before that transition even occurs & for others like myself, it comes fairly late.
My clock started when I was sixteen. I know, real late, right? Anyways, I was in third period, math to be specific. It’s not a weak subject, but I never had much interest in it. It bored me in fact, but I did my best to keep up and stay attentive. It helped in other areas too. Like keeping my more erotic thoughts in check. I had this weird idea that if I just avoided it altogether, it would never happen to me. A life without sex of any kind wasn’t so bad. At least you didn’t die spontaneously.
Still, I was a teen with raging hormones, and even without thinking about it, I’d get a hard-on for no reason at all, at any time of day, no matter the situation. My dad warned me it wouldn’t help to avoid it altogether, it would actually make it worse. Hed say “Jo, you’ve at least got to do it yourself, otherwise, it will make your life hell before your clock even begins. Besides, it will be good practice! So, you know, think about it.” I still haven’t ever tried it. I guess I’m too afraid of breaking my long absence of the subject, and accidentally starting my “clock”.
He handed me the pipe as we sat next to one another on the couch. I sparked the bowl and closed my eyes, taking a long and intense hit. I opened them as I exhaled, and passed it back to him. He smiled at me as he took the pipe from my hand and set it down on my coffee table. His hand then slid up my leg, around to my ass and he squeezed as he came in for a kiss.
Everything felt magnified. His lips touched mine, and I could feel the sensation throughout my entire body. They parted, and his tongue swirled over mine. I could hear myself whimpering, involuntary. It was as if every single thing he was doing to me was exactly what my body needed to feel. One hand caressing my back, the other combing through my hair as his lips move from mine to my chin, my neck, my collarbone, my shoulder.
This is a short story I wrote last night for my girlfriend who’s been begging me for the longest time to write an “erotic/romantic” story for her and i honestly just wanted feedback before showing to to her, so here it is!
Any feedback positive or negative is much appreciated.
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With a sudden rush of calm brought on by the sound of waves crashing on shore just outside, I opened my eyes. Lying on a queen size mattress I pulled the sheets over my waist only to notice something out of the corner of my eye. A fucking gorgeous woman was lying beside me.
“Bella?” Is all I could think to say. And with that, a sly smile crept across your face followed by a soft, tired laugh. “You’re retarded.” You mumbled. I couldn’t help but to laugh at what a smartass you were. I glanced back over to where you were laying just a moment ago only to feel the touch of your soft fingertips tugging at the waist of my boxers.