Likely going to hell for this one, but probably worth it…[threesome] [MMF]

So this is a true story from my slightly younger days… all true and names changed to protect the guilty and innocent. First time poster, so sorry if it isn’t great…

I had a friend, Erica, who I’d met though an online site that specialized in alternative lifestyles, often sexual in nature. She was a fun person, very cool, and we had slept together once, but it wasn’t terrific, and we’d decided to just be friends. Fortunately, she stayed true to her word and introduced me, first virtually, to her friend that she worked with who was looking for a guy for a threesome with him and his wife. Brian was my age (about 30 a the time) and a computer engineer, and he and his wife wanted to explore a threesome, and he’d spoken with Erica about it, and she suggested we meet and see if there was any spark. Brian was about 5’6″, normal weight, not overweight or particularly unattractive. A little plain, but a nice guy, and cool to me.

His wife, Laney, was a KNOCKOUT. She had done some acting as a younger person, and then some stripping as an older adult. She had an incredible body from frequent gym trips, and fake 34C tits (estimates). Very tight and toned, with a pretty face and a great attitude. Read more »

Amazing bare [MFM] with girl with cum fetish!

A couple of years ago, in the midst of my wife and I’s swinging/hotwifing/sharing fiesta, I was lucky enough to run into a cool couple online. It was through a swingers site and they were looking for a male for a threesome. They were a little pushy and they lived in a questionable part of town, but I bit anyway… and I’m glad I did. My wife had had a date with her side guy the day before and was getting turned on by the thought of me doing this. I’m not bi, but was comfortable around another cock. We were all in our early to mid 30’s.

I got the final text with their address while I was at Auto Zone so I left the store concealing my erection (hung as well so that made it difficult). I pulled up to a nice house with poorly trimmed grass and a Harley parked on the lawn. Apparently this party had the possibility of turning into a gangbang but never did. Read more »

[FM] Back to driving for Uber and being a secret slutty housewife. [exhibition] [public]

Hey Y’all,

Wow it’s been too long. I’ve been up in Alaska with my husband and kids the last couple of months. My husband got a temporary duty assignment in the Air Force and we joined him. It was all very sudden and I made an oath to myself to unplug from the Internet for a bit. It felt good but it feels better to be back!

I also had to come back because we were running out of money. It’s tough on an enlisted salary of my husband and me no working. So I got right back to work driving for Lyft and also Uber now that they are accepting tips. It’s all about the tips baby!!

Also if you know me it’s all about the dicks. I was good while I was away but it was time for me to get back to being me and living the good life of enjoying some strange dicks hehe. Read more »

My rule breaking first date. [MF]

A little back story my husband and I are in an open relationship and we have some rules, most importantly

1. No fucking on the first date

So a few nights ago I had a first date. A very good first date, I have pictures to prove it.  We went out to a Barcade attached to a mall, not something I would have picked but I’m a good sport and I didn’t have any better ideas. We got drinks at the bar and started to play some games. We play a few games and make out a little in the booth games, trying to distract each other, he leaned over and bit my breast in one dark private game. A little forward and definitely distracting but I have a better idea of the tone of our date now at least. Eventually we head back to the bar area for another drink.  Read more »

The dirty adventures of Bob and Frank [MF]

I’ve had enough of reading 50 shades of shit, and the cutesy emotional garbage that good looking healthy people post about sexual relationships. It isn’t real is it? Not only is it cliche, but its usually an effort to hide the fact that they would rather move on to the next person. Why? well, probably because they can. This however, is not one of these stories. This is erotic NON fiction. This is the filthy/hot story of what happens when an average looking dork doomed to a mundane, sexless existence, throws off any inhibitions and barges into history with nothing but a guitar, and his trusty cock, Frank.

I know the first question your asking. Why name your cock frank? Well, It came from the hot dogs known as ball park franks. I wanted to give him a title that prompted thoughts of food, therefore already suggesting that he belongs in your mouth. Which he does.

Frank is an excellent specimen, hes a thick 8 incher, and has a gentle upward curve like a samurai sword. I’m a short white guy, and girls are always pleasantly suprised when they drop my shorts and see frank in all his glory. Seeing a girl bite her lip and say “oh my god” before plunging Frank into her mouth still makes my blood boil to this day. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face.

“Man, what has gotten into you, tonight?” Mark asked with a laugh, watching their car drive away. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6psqmm/night_on_the_town_part_1_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/).

 

 

 

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6pt13u/night_on_the_town_part_1_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/).

 

 

 

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face. Read more »

Silvia the sorry slut [MF]

I had moved to a new city, and didn’t know anyone. So I downloaded Tinder.

I got a few matches, including this quite cute girl with purple-green hair and some great curves. Her name was Silvia. We got to talking, sharing our stories, our interests, our sex preferences. It seemed like a good fit – she was a city native and could show me around. She was deeply submissive and loved a man to take control. She loved getting spanked. She loved giving head. She loved it in the ass. She was bi. My kind of woman.

So we meet up at this craft brewery. As with all first dates, it was a little awkward at first – asking if she liked this beer, understanding the rhythm of her voice, learning how she communicates. But I quickly realized she was truly submissive, and liked her partner to take control with most everything. So I stopped being a nice first date gentleman and said “We’re drinking another flight. I’m ordering what you’re going to drink. And you’re going to like it and say thank you sir.” So I did. And she did. And it was good. Read more »

From the Tip of Your Tongue, Mercy Awaits [MF] light [BDSM]

First time posting here. Let’s see how this goes, hmm?
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His hands slide up my hips, beneath the silky fabric of my panties and he hooks his thumbs into the waistband before dragging them down, past my thighs, my knees, my calves, letting them tangle briefly in my toes before finally ripping them from me. I move fast to cover my nakedness, to tug my dress down to hide my body. I cross my ankles and he tuts at me. My panties are against his face, and he inhales deep, smelling me; my anticipation, my desire, my apprehension.

He throws the cloth down on to the bed and wraps his hands around my ankles. His index fingers stroke the bones there before he rips my legs open. I whine. I struggle. He slaps the insides of my thighs until they are stingy and red and hot. Until I stop struggling.

“Lift your dress back up.”

I blush. I giggle. I close my eyes.

“Lift your dress up, *girl.*” Read more »