Being sick can be a good thing! (M27 F23)

I’ve decided to try my hand at writing. I’ve been reading on here for quite a while, I guess it’s time to give back. Maybe I’ll write more if the stories are well received.

This story takes place about 3 years ago. I had been with my girlfriend for about 5 months so she knew my friends pretty well. It was winter in Montreal and it was freezing this particular night. We we’re 5 people at an Irish bar in downtown Montreal (my 2 roommates, one girlfriend, my girlfriend and I). We we’re having a few drinks, but I was sick and had a fever. My friends started to notice by my silence. I told them I was really cold and we decided to go home. We took a taxi, because I would not have survived the metro and the 10 minute walk to get to our place.

Once we get there, my girlfriend suggests a hot shower and then going to bed. It seemed like a good idea, even better when she said she would be joining me to keep me warm! Nothing crazy happens in the shower and we go to bed. She suggests that we stay naked to keep our body warmth. Another great idea! I was still a little cold, but spooning her made it ok and I fell asleep not to long after that. Read more »

M unexpected, from embarrassed to edged beyond belief

This happened at my tailors, and whenever i think about the pressure and sensation, i am immediately back to that place of total need. This was only my 2nd or 3rd time in this place, each time there has only been 1 or 2 woman working. Both were middle aged Korean woman, and we had very light conversation usually about work and/or family. So i knew both were married, had grown or close to it kids. I had some shirts made there that were great, so i came in this day to try and get a couple suits adjusted, and new matching pants made (originals were pleated).
Ok so getting to it, I had been measures and all that for suit coat shirts etc, and to do so she had asked me to stand up this small round platform in the middle of this closet sized fitting room.. full sized mirrors, nothing fancy. She was attractive but older, had on somewhat low cut tight top with ample cleavage and black skirt, stockings.. all very professional. Assuming i needed to get into the suit i was down now to my boxer briefs and socks and all of sudden the curtain opens (a literal curtain was the door) and shes in the “closet” with me and motions me up onto the little platform.
i thought i needed to be in the pants, but i guess not. she is taking measures and yelling out in korean to the other, and small talking with me at same time. Now i am above and looking down, and is alternating between kneeling and half standing.. the view was a bit much to avoid, but at the same time i didnt expect a reaction. But it began. My cock was odly positioned too, so as it began to swell it was both a very obvious bulge, but painful… need to unfold it abit. I turned red i am sure, she at first looked up, i think sharing in embarrassment, and headed for the curtain. But thats when the other woman was approaching to hand her the suit pant she had outside the room… she never left the closet and kept her eyes on me. i had no choice now, i had to reach in and adjust. She was focused on me, probably saw some skin there. She asked me to hole the pants in front of me, bends to the cuff makes a mark but then slides her hands up both legs agaisnt me, and with her right hand moves across the front of my pants giving me a long long hard very intentional squeeze. she takes the pants and places them on hanger, then holds her tits together in front of me and does alittle hip shake move.. muttering in korean and looking at me, then down at my crotch. i am pointed straight up now, not poking out, but the band is lifted off my belly. just with her thimb and pointer finger she moves up and down my shape. I assumed this was a go sign so i reached down to i guess try and fondle her breast, but he put my hand to my side and gave me a NO look… confused but hard she picked up the pace and got more and grip around me.. looking up at me. i was pretty off balance up there, knees locked, flustered, so i had to reeach out and get some balance holding the wall. this was very amusing to her, she laughed out loud, and then started making the universal “shhhh” sign.. but i was silent anyway… but she knew the effect she had just had for sure. shen she was standing by cock was about at her underboob, she looked down and and pulled my briefs down ion the front enough to let me spring out. i was dripping, and she loved it. some long stroked, some fingernail dragging. then she leaned in, speaking low and in korean, and kissed my lower chest. somewhat motor boating my cock. when she pulled back i had left wet spots on her shirt.. she spun to my side, so she could see us both in the mirror. We nmade eye contact in the mirror, and she gave me several more vigorous strokes. then she let go… she took my t shirt and wiped the head of my cock.. (didnt love that, considering she is a tailor??) and pulled over my briefs, and stepped out. that was it. back to business, all clothes, no cum. loved it, hated it.

The night my (M40) wife (F34) gave a stranger an orgasm – LONG – (FF)

Just a little back story, Julia and I have been married almost 11 years. We have been around the “lifestyle” for most of those but have typically been a – watch and be watched – kind of thing. The last several months have been a little stressed. She is a wedding planner, and I’m in sports marketing (football mainly), so we have both been very busy with our careers. It’s definitely taken a toll on our sexual life. Don’t get me wrong, we have a GREAT sex life, but sometimes the ‘life’ part gets in the way.

We live in Nashville and there’s an amazing lifestyle club here called Ménages. We have been many times and had a lot of fun but haven’t been in a while. We had decided to have a nice date night this past Saturday so we got a hotel and planned on a trip to the swingers club. As I mentioned earlier, she is a wedding planner so Saturday morning/afternoon, she was working a rehearsal for the following day. When she finished, she met me at the hotel. I suggested that she go pick out a new dress for the night; something to make her feel sexy and more of her exhibitionist side. She is about 5’2”, small perky B cup breasts, an ass to die for and one of THE most beautiful faces I’ve ever seen. Read more »

Chapter 1 of erotica novel, “Bound For Freedom.” [MF]

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Hope you enjoy the read!

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No. Swipe left. No. Swipe left.

What the— I squint at my phone screen. This guy is wearing a speedo, straddling his motorcycle and quite proudly displaying his—ew—goods, while smoking a pipe and giving me the middle finger. No! Swipe left.

I exhale sharply, angry that there are no interesting men on Shiver, but even angrier over why I am searching for a date in the first place.

In my soon-to-be-former kitchen, I’m seated at the bar, a granite slab resting on a custom-made island. The kitchen, like the rest of the place, is impeccably clean, and the house would be considered a castle to some. Or most, actually. To me, however, it’s a symbol of control and a reminder that serving my family day in and day out is all I should ever aspire to do, never desiring anything other than to be a homemaker, a mother, and a helpmate to my husband. The cupboards are white, the floor white marble with gray veins, and church pictures and quotes of scriptures hang everywhere. Read more »

You’ve always wanted me to fuck you while you slept [MF]

Tonight you’ve made it very easy to accomplish that.

I get into bed and turn over to give you a kiss goodnight. As I wrap my arms around you to hug you, I realize you’re not wearing a shirt. Must be hot tonight. I slowly move my hand down, so as to not wake you, to feel your smooth skin. I caress your hips as I usually do, no pants either. I move up towards your buttocks and feel the smoothness of your skin once again. You usually go to bed in just a thong and a shirt anyways so this isn’t too out of the ordinary. I move towards your inner thigh, then your crotch. No underwear either.

Realizing the chance I have, I slowly rub against your soft pussy, with a tiny bit more pressure each time my fingers move up, until finally I get in between your lips. Still sleeping. My plan worked. I put one finger inside you and feel your warm, wet insides. I finger you very softly, making sure I don’t make any sudden movements that’ll wake you. Two fingers now. I can feel you getting warmer and wetter, as you start to squirm in your sleep. It’s getting harder not to just fuck you right now. Not yet. You need to get wetter, especially if I’m going in dry. Or am I? Read more »

My first (MFM)

So I had a slightly awkward(but still very fun) encounter Friday night, that reminded me of this story.

First, a little about me. I’m 28, 6ft, 180, sandy blonde hair, and I’m your typical guy in almost all respects. I do have a slightly above average cock, which is relevant to this story. I started swinging with an ex, who I split up with a few months prior to this story. Swinging was a great outlet for my exhibitionism, and I came to love fucking with an audience. Unfortunately, swinging is a lot more difficult for a single man, so I spent most of those few months looking for people interested.

Which is where Mary and Ken came into the picture. They had a profile on a website looking for hung single men. So, of course I responded. I sent them a long, thoughtful email about why I would be a great fit for them. I got a 2 word response. “Dick pic?” Already convinced nothing was going to happen, I sent it anyway(exhibitionist, remember?). I got back another email, again, short, but this one had a phone number. I texted it and immediately got a picture response. Mary was stunning. Short brown hair, around a c cup, and a tight ass. She was in her early 40’s, but looked at least 10 years younger. We texted back and forth a bit before planning to meet one evening at a hotel. Read more »

[F] My first week working at a strip club

So this last week I started working at a strip club. Right now I only work behind the bar because I’m new and don’t have any stripping experience so my few weeks I have to bartend. I still have to be topless behind the bar the entire time though. New girls also have to wear sheer g-strings that are like 90% see through their first two weeks to get us used to being naked I guess. That has been an adjustment. This sounds really dumb but I’ve been pretty nervous being topless behind the bar and one of the girls I work with told me she was nervous when she first started too but that she started posting on Reddit and it made her feel a lot more comfortable so that’s what I’m doing. This is a picture of me after work so I don’t look that great but whatever. Feel free to message me if you want to talk ?

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The Staycation Threesome [STR] – [x-post from /r/eroticliterature] – Recently started writing and first foray into erotica. Feedback greatly appreciated.

The opening band has just finished up and is tearing down their gear when Tom realizes he needs to take a piss. On top of that his Whiskey is empty.

“Going to hit the restroom and grab another drink. Looks like you could use a refill as well?”, he says to Ashley, pointing to her mostly empty wine glass.

“Sure, we’re not driving!”, she smiles.

The couple had hopped the train down to Portland for the weekend for a break from the norm and hear some live music and maybe get out into the woods. They’d managed to find a pretty nice hotel less than a mile from the venue, so decided to just walk. Plus, it turned out to be an unseasonably warm fall evening making it quite pleasant

Ashley finishes off the bit in her glass and hands it over to Tom. He reaches over to grab it and plants a quick kiss on her. “Don’t go anywhere beautiful.”, he grins looking into her eyes.

“Wouldn’t dare!”, she giggles back. Read more »