The Story of J – Chapter 7

Connie pushed the car into reverse backing out from behind the store. A minute later her Camaro was headed back north along the highway.

“Turn left up there,” Jenni said, pointing to Boone.

“Where we headed?” Connie asked.

“To MLB.” Jenni replied.

“You got this mapped out,” Connie said with a whimsical look on her face. “You’ve done this before.”

“What do you mean?” Jenni asked.

“You ever done this?” Connie asked again, this time sliding her hand down over Jenni’s breasts to her belly.

“No.” Jenni said, as an embarrassed smile spread across Jenni’s face.

“You are so lying girl.” Connie exploded.

“Am not.” Jenni rebutted.

“You sure as shit-eatin grin are!” Connie snapped back.

“Well, maybe a little.” Jenni conceded. “But, I never got fucked.”

“I call lie again.” Connie retorted.

Jenni couldn’t stop beaming.

“I knew it,” Connie said. “How many?”

“How many what?” Jenni asked.

“How many times? Guys?” Connie asked again.

“Some,” Jenni replied.

“How many times you come up here to get some big colored buck to fuck you?” Connie asked with authority.

“Never got fucked,” Jenni said.

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The Story of J – Chapter 6

Jenni and Connie, arms around each other’s waist, stepped down to the nightclub floor in sync. Connie’s job was to show her off to the crowd. Jenni could barely contain her exuberance. She looked out through the flashing lights and pounding music at a sea of guys in all shapes and sizes. She could feel their eyes watching as she stepped naked onto the floor. Connie pulled her over by Jessie stood at the end of the bar.
“Ever drink tequila?” Jessie asked.
“Once or twice,” Jenni replied.
“Here then,” Jessie said, handing both Connie and her a half glass each of Cuervo. “1800, the good stuff.”
The three of them clinked glasses, tilted their heads back, pouring it in. Jenni’s eyes teared slightly as she shook her head.
“Wow,” Jenni exclaimed.
“Yeah, that stuff’ll put some hair and your chest,” Jessie said. “Now you girls get out there and show these boys what you got.” Simultaneously grabbing each one from behind, he gave their cheeks a squeeze, pushing them out to the crowd.
The floor was packed with tables, every seat taken. Guys were everywhere. Connie laced her arm around Jenni’s waist, pulling her through packed tables, and proceeded to explain the in and outs of stripping.
“First thing you have to know is guys can’t touch the girls,” Connie said, to a tall lean man trying to put an arm around Jenni. “House rules.”
“That’s no fun,” Jenni replied, looking back over her shoulder as his hands slid over her ass.
“The girls do all the touching,” Connie continued. “Guys give girls money to be touched in the right way, and sometimes they give you money for just nothin” Jenni smiled, too excited to hear anything Connie said but played like she was listening anyway.
“Now, about the pricing,” Connie said.
“Pricing?” Jenni said.
“Yeah, pricing,” Connie explained. “You don’t think they get this for free?” As she twisted Jenni around, pushing her through a wall of guys with octopedal appendages.
“Five dollars for a lap dance.”
Jenni looked up, twisting her her head questioningly.
“You’ll learn. Now, what was I sayin? Oh yeah. Lapdance cost five, handjob cost ten, and a blowjob cost twenty.”
Jenni wasn’t exactly sure she was talking about, but she got the gist.
“Now fuckin, some girls charge fifty, others seventy-five, and still a few get away with a hundred. But you can’t do it on the floor, you have to take it to a private room back there,” Connie said, pointing to the doors arranged across the back wall. “And them rooms come with a twenty dollar rental fee, plus you get a bouncer who stands outside.”
A big shit eatin grin went from ear to ear across Jenni’s face. She was all for the fuckin.
“Now you watch the other girls to see how they do it,” Connie further explained, “and you just do what they do. It’s how I learned. Comm’n now, let’s take a walk around the floor.”

The Story of J – Chapter 5

Daryl came back to the store at ten the next Friday looking for Jenni as he had promised. He pulled up behind the store looking for her car, waited for almost and hour, before reluctantly having to drive away without her. He knew she’d work well at the club. She was just the type, all sex appeal with the lack of a moral compass. The boss would give him his bonus the way he’d said he would, something big too. The club would make tons of bank having her in the stable.

Jenni was grounded for the past two weeks. She couldn’t do anything to escape her confines except to hang out at the house. The only thing she did was lay beside the pool moping the whole time and sneaking liquor from the bar just to get to sleep. Jenni was going crazy. Stuck at home, her body was aching from all the pent up sexual tension.

Friday night arrived and Jenni needed to escape. Making a desperate call to Tim and Gino, Jenni arranged to meet them on the road up behind the house after dark. She waited for quiet to descend over the house, then grabbed her knapsack, pushed open the screen to her window, and climbed out.

[MF] [exhibitionism] The Adult Theatre

This is my first attempt at writing down an actual experience so please forgive me if it rambles and the formatting is a bit jumbled.
We have talked about our kinks quite a lot, but a couple of nights ago we unexpectedly put one of them into action. It was a rare date night for us, dressed up nicely, myself in a suit and her in a nice dress and hitting a few different bars. From the upscale bars to the dive bars we drank as laughed and talked and I mentioned a fantasy we’d briefly discussed earlier that week. I suggested we stop by an adult theater just to see what they’re like inside having never been in one before, with no expectation of her agreeing. To my surprise she said yes! I found one and in short order we called a ride share service and headed over to the address found on-line.
The lady at the front was very friendly and informative; we paid our money and headed back to the theater and booth area, doing a slow walk through the dark labyrinth. There weren’t too many people in the multiple theater spaces and we lingered in each to get a feel for what was going on before peeking into the booths. They didn’t have doors and just one bolted down plastic seat each in front of a small screen showing a variety of porn flicks in succession. She found one that we liked and sat down. By this point I’d been semi hard for a while and was ready for something to happen. The video playing on the small screen was a generic offering of a plastic looking girl and we largely ignored it as I reached down and lifted the hem of her dress a little higher up her thighs. I dropped to my knees in the small space, hiking up the hem of her dress higher and pulling off her panties, stuffing them into my suit pocket. I absolutely love to eat pussy and dived in as she spread her legs and it was at that point I realized that we were no longer alone.
As I buried my tongue in her and ran my fingers around her lips I glanced sideways and upwards to see a man standing inside the opening of the booth with a few more behind him trying to see in. I love the idea of showing her off (as you might be able to tell from my post history) so this was going to all the right places. The man closest to her was jerking off already, so I reached up without stopping what I was doing and pulled at the top of her dress, revealing one large breast with a very hard nipple. To my great surprise and pleasure she looked him in the eye and started pinching her nipple as she placed her other hand on the back of my head. After a minute or two I came up for air for a second and told her ‘get them both out’ before plunging two fingers into her, occasionally withdrawing and parting her lips for their viewing pleasure. She eagerly pulled her dress and bra down, exposing both big beautiful breasts to the watchers, and so as not to deprive them of my view, I leaned aside and spread her legs wide apart giving them a grandstand view of her glistening wet pussy as my fingers plunged in and out. The sounds coming from her and the tightening of her thighs told me that she was close to orgasm, but I slowed and told her ‘not yet’.
Rising and standing next her as she sat with her legs apart, her dress up around her waist and breasts on full display, I took out my cock. She immediately smiled and took it all in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and reaching up to give my balls a gentle squeeze as she sucked. I reached down and began to squeeze her huge breasts as she gently rubbed her clit with her free hand. She was breathing heavily and maintaining eye contact with the furiously masturbating onlookers as she sucked and bobbed her head on my cock enthusiastically. At this point I took a mental snapshot, overcome with the twin joys of realizing a fantasy with the woman I love and the massive arousal stemming from the sight of her wet pussy, huge tits and lips wrapped around me.
I had to fuck her as I couldn’t wait any longer but this was a strange moment. I had to stand up and maneuver in the small space with several men jerking off only inches from me. The absurdity suddenly struck me and I momentarily lost my full hardness as we all shuffled around awkwardly. They stepped back a bit to allow me to bend her over, her hands on the chair and reposition myself behind her. Now properly aligned I wet my cock with my spit and slowly pushed into her and began a rhythmic stroke as the crowd closed in again. As I began to fuck her with long slow strokes I breathed heavily at her ‘I want to cum in your mouth ‘ as I increased my speed, and it wasn’t long at all before I felt the tension rise in my balls signaling my impending orgasm. ‘Turn around’ I told her and held myself back for a second as she dropped to her knees in front of me and quickly took me into her mouth. I came hard and she swallowed every last drop in the dim light of the small screen, much to the appreciation of the watchers. Realizing that she hadn’t cum yet, I went back to eating her out and vigorously finger fucking her, kneeling in between her legs putting on the final act of our impromptu show. She orgasmed loudly, clamping her thighs tightly.
In the next few minutes she manhandled her large breasts back into their place and pulled up her dress as I zipped up and felt in my pocket for her panties. The men politely thanked us for the show, which felt oddly formal considering that they had all just jerked off in close proximity to my girlfriend sucking cock, pulling on her nipples and getting fucked. You want to do this again? I asked….her smile told me we were definitely doing this again.
As I mentioned this is my first attempt at writing down an actual experience. I didn’t get any pictures of that evening but we’ll be taking some new ones and posting again soon.

Night on The Town, Part 4 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6zrx4p/night_on_the_town_part_3_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Jason rolled into the parking garage beneath his hotel, his friends making out in his backseat like teenagers. The barely restrained roar of the Porsche’s engine reverberated off concrete pillars and parked vehicles. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, hammering out a drum beat of impatience, looking side to side to spy the first available parking spot. A passionate heat was fogging the windshield. He wanted to get to his room as fast as possible.

Kate moaned again. Each erotic sound caused his erection to twitch, demanding release. His sex life had never been uneventful, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

Faster than he needed, he swerved into the first free space he saw, stomping the break to avoid colliding with the wall. Mark and Kate were two wrapped up in themselves to notice.

The door above her head was thrown wide and Kate opened her eyes. Jason was standing over them, making no attempt to conceal his arousal. She refocused on her husband and took his mouth in hers once more, breathing in his scent: his cologne, the sweat from their bodies pressed together, the sickly sweet smell of wine, liquor, and cheap beer.

Night on The Town, Part 4 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6zrz83/night_on_the_town_part_3_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Jason rolled into the parking garage beneath his hotel, his friends making out in his backseat like teenagers. The barely restrained roar of the Porsche’s engine reverberated off concrete pillars and parked vehicles. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, hammering out a drum beat of impatience, looking side to side to spy the first available parking spot. A passionate heat was fogging the windshield. He wanted to get to his room as fast as possible.

Kate moaned again. Each erotic sound caused his erection to twitch, demanding release. His sex life had never been uneventful, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

Faster than he needed, he swerved into the first free space he saw, stomping the break to avoid colliding with the wall. Mark and Kate were two wrapped up in themselves to notice.

The door above her head was thrown wide and Kate opened her eyes. Jason was standing over them, making no attempt to conceal his arousal. She refocused on her husband and took his mouth in hers once more, breathing in his scent: his cologne, the sweat from their bodies pressed together, the sickly sweet smell of wine, liquor, and cheap beer.

Story of J – Chapter 4

The sun had set and the sky was a dark shade of purple. Off to the east, the sky crackled bright from a flash of lightning of an early evening thunderstorm as Jenni glided through the parking lot to her car.

Her desires took control of her reasoning once again. She peeled open the car door, flopped down, pushing back in the seat. In one continuous motion Jenni stripped off her shoes and shorts, popped the pills over her tongue to the back of the throat, took a couple of big swigs of beer, cranked the ignition and the stereo, pushed down on the window levers, lit the joint, and pulled the car out of the lot and headed south.

The Story of J Chapter 3

Jenni left just after dinner wearing an old pair of cut-offs that left little to the imagination, some beat up baby blue Capri canvas loafers, and the same dingy t-shirt she’d worn since early Monday morning. Grabbing the keys to her mom’s silver Oldsmobile, she headed out. Needing to kill some time before their date, Jenni headed for the one place she could find a free drink and welcoming company, her cousin’s restaurant.

Friday night and the parking lot was full. Pulling in beside the dumpster, Jenni parked as far out of the way she could find, so no one would recognize her mom’s car. Peter had the only diner and bar in the surrounding parishes worth stepping foot in. The fare was decent and reasonably priced, and the liquor was cheap and flowed freely.

Jenni pulled aside the grease-stained rear screen door, dodging trash cans while weaving her way around stainless steel tables and cooks whistling cat-calls as she saddled up close between them.
“Hey Jenni, lookin good,” one said.
“Lookin for a date?” Asked the other.
“What you got in mind?” Jenni asked, her hand brushing against his sweaty chest.
“Jenni girl, get on out of here,” Ester ordered. She ran the kitchen and for sure didn’t want no white girl comin up in here, messin with these boys minds.
“Just passin through,” Jenni hollered.
“Well, pass on out of here and leave them boys, alone.”
“Sorry boys gotta go, Ester’s orders,” she whispered blowing them both a kiss.
“Maybe some other time.”

[Group] Me, Dawe and three strangers on a boat.

INFO:

– More info about me or Dawe (my boyfriend), body description pics etc -> check my history.

– I would like to know who’s reading my posts. It’s a turn on. In addition to PMs, could you comment (or PM if you don’t want to comment, but PMs get lost more easily) with your age and gender? I’m just curious. Also, I’d like to think that I make girls horny too as I’m bi, but there seem to be no love from them!

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I’ve been on holiday with Dawe last week. We went on a seaside location where there are many small beaches, you usually get a boat to go around etc. It’s very quiet and only a few people go there.

As usual, we have been very active in bed. The location itself and the situation were also a great turn on. For example, I’ve been sunbathing topless everyday on our boat, and many people looked at me, some even slowed down when passing close to us, and that was a lot of fun. Now, there are a few stories I’d like to tell about this holiday, but I want to start from this one. Even our fwb did not believe it until we showed her a picture we took with these people (I will talk about them later on), and as wild and crazy as we are, it’s been thrilling for us too.