Taste [str8] [MF] [oral]

“I want to taste you,” he said, his chin hovering just over her shoulder.

She smiled, and reclined slightly, one hand tugging at a strap on her sports bra. In a flash his hands were on her shoulders, driving her back into the plush bed, his mouth finding her neck and trailing a series of soft kisses down to her collarbone. His beard tickled the tops of her breasts as his lips moved across her chest.

His head now on the other side of her body, his lips found her ear and whispered, “I need to taste you.”

His hands were firm, holding her down, and she could feel her body beginning to betray her already. She gasped as his lips found her skin again, starting at the waistband of her shorts and planting a series of kisses along her abdomen, nuzzling against her as he did.

His hands left her shoulders, sliding down her sides until his fingers were locked around the loose shorts she was wearing. A smile lit up his face as he began to apply pressure, inching the shorts down slowly. He leaned up and kissed her, long and deep, giving his tongue ample time to explore hers, then rose up and ripped her shorts down her legs. Read more »

The Dean and his student. [Mf][Mdom][fsub][BDSM]

“Sit down.”

And just like that, he thickened the air made already tangible by the long silence that came before he spoke.

Stella took her seat directly across him and turned her gaze toward the floor. Saddled in deep green velvet and held together by mahogany, the chair was, sadly, not as comfortable as it was aesthetically pleasing. *A problem plaguing this entire school*, Stella thought to herself as she shifted in her seat, waiting for him to speak once more.

Turns out, she had not long to wait.

“Did you think this funny, Ms. Lyon?”

Stella held her tongue. He continued.

“I asked you a question.” Read more »

A story for a naughty little princess.

*Slight Backstory*

She’s my best friend’s ex, we talked during the next few days and realized have pretty much the exact same kinks, and this is a story a wrote for her and got very satisfying feedback from her.

It’s my first post ever in r/EroticLiterature, I hope it’s enjoyable enough (:

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*The story*

I went to her university to visit a few friends, we met with them, have a little chit chat, I meet some of her class mates and some of her faculty mates.

After everyone leaves she tries to leave (since she’s trying not to have an alone moment with me because she’s afraid of getting fucked real good).

I grab her arm and pull her to me. Grab the back of her neck. Pull her close and get close to her ear:

“You are coming with me.”

“You know we can’t do this.”

“shut up and just come with me”

“Alright, let me pick up my things”

After she’s done, we go to my car, she didn’t have any more class that day so I offer to drive her home. She calls and tells her parents I’m going to drive her home. Read more »

After years, I get a booty call from my first gf, and it turns out she’s quite freaky :) (dp, face fucking, gentle femdom)

So, I did not mean for this to be so lengthy, but I was kind of reliving this as I was typing. It takes a couple of unexpected turns, to say the least. If you read this to the end, you’ll probably at least get a boner or a sploosh out of it, maybe even cum?

This story happened in my mid 20’s…

I dated this girl, “Jess”, in late middle school and early high school. We were each others’ first, in every way. We experimented sexually more than many adult couples do. We were head over heels for each other. Our parents found out we were fucking, and we were banned from seeing each other. We were ripped apart, and we attended different schools and virtually never saw each other. For a few years after that, we’d meet up a few times and fuck like rabbits in the park or out in the country. Having never had any closure from our relationship ending, it was always very passionate. We eventually started dating other people, and I took off to college after graduation, and she remained in our small little southern town. Read more »

A gift for the Ork Chieftain Pt 3 [fantasy] [mmf][sex][anal][rape][oral]

The roar of laughter woke Glinda and her eyes blinked away the remnants of sleep as she tried to get her bearings. As it was the tent of a Chieftain, Thralls where she slept was by far the largest in the camp and the three Orks were still a good twenty feet away even though they were fully inside. They were clearly drunk and she didn’t think they had even seen her, or Dinia who had still slept besides her, as they laughed and joked at an unnecessary volume, as Orks frequently do. As they stumbled around, starting to rummage through Thrall’s possessions which lined the edge of the tent Dinia too awoke and sat up, trying to figure out what was going on.

“Hey! HEY!” She called out to them, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “I can see you fools are drink but are you retarded??” All three turned, silent for the first time since their entry as they processed this new component to the situation. They were all dressed casually for Orks, pants cutoff by the knees and a fur draped over their shoulders which was affixed by a chain across the chest. From that Dinia could tell they were simple foot soldiers, no one of importance. This could have already been assumed by the fact that they were in town and not invited on the hunting trip which Thrall and his Chiefs had been on for the last week but their garb itself was a dead giveaway. Their lack of class supported this assumption. Read more »

TLDR Gave a stranger $40 for a blowjob [m/f]

This happened about ten years ago and was very uncharacteristic of me.

It was almost 3am, and I was just leaving work after an unplanned network maintenance. Figuring my wife wouldn’t have left anything for me to eat in the fridge, and not being much open that time of night in the edge of nowhere outer suburbs, I pulled into the only 24 hour gas station and mini market along the way home.

As I’m perusing the selection of frozen foods, packaged sandwiches, and long over cooked dogs, I can hear the only other customer giving the cashier a hard time about something. The woman’s complaints are rising in volume as my burrito is warming in the microwave. When I finally have assembled my three course junk food meal and am ready to pay, the woman has worked herself up to a full rage, screaming at the poor guy to stop being an asshole and just break her $100. As this point I assess the situation. The woman looks to be in her late 30’s, maybe early 40’s. She has dark hair and a hint of some color in her complexion, like she might be of Mediterranean or middle eastern descent, but she didn’t get much sun. She had a lot of curves, heavier than I tend to find interesting but hers was still a shapely body, maybe a size 14. She had on a white sleeveless shirt that looked like silk and hung loosely, showing a lot of cleavage and a gold chain, and she wore some sort of stretchy black slacks that were tight but didn’t look like they pinched. I’m always surprised by how tight women will wear clothing, I can’t stand to have the sensation of anything squeezing or binding me, specially my pants. Read more »

[F/M] Not here, I can’t fuck you the way I want

Dating and having sex in a small city will force you to grow the fuck up. Why? Because you will run into the people you’ve dated and fucked often, and you will run into them everywhere.

Because of this, there are certain skills you eventually develop in order to survive: (1) You learn to be good in starting and ending one minute conversations without awkwardness (2) You master the art of the “ex-nod” where you acknowledge your ex with a simple lift of a chin or, alternatively,you gesture with a wave of hand without saying one word (3) Though not always possible, you also learn how to end your relationships neatly because well, you might see them in the cereal aisle tomorrow at the grocery store.

I myself have had to establish personal rules to deal with living in a small city. My main one is that I absolutely cannot date/fuck my own friends or anyone that I see on a daily basis. That rules out the men and women in my daily commute, people who work in my building and those who workout during my gym hours. From time to time however, I ignore my own rule. I figured that once in a while, it’s okay to stop giving a fuck so that I can get a fuck. Read more »

How I Fucked my Neighbor at the Pool [M26/F38]

So guys, something happened to me the other day and I had the feeling that you might want to know. It’s about me and my friendly neighbor, Shelly, who I had always found the kindest woman growing up as a child. Saying she blew me away when she caught me by surprise a few days back would be an understatement, but more about that later. Enjoy!

My parents and Shelly – who was around her twenties when I was still living with my mom and dad – always had a great relation. Whenever I was not in my room or out with friends, I would be at Shelly’s. Drinking tea or whatever she was up to that day. So when she contacted me a few weeks back and asked me if I could watch her dog and water her plants while she was away on holiday, I didn’t need any time to think it over; “Off course, Shell. No problem.”

She told me on the phone she would be back on Thursday and that we would catch up when she got back from Italy. Sounded like a great plan. In anticipation I counted the days till Thursday. God, I was excited. I hadn’t seen her in ages. It was a quiet week in that house with only the sounds of a sleeping dog and a ticking clock hanging as my companions. Read more »

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [F] [solo] Ch. 10-11

#~Chapter Ten~
##A Change of Pace

When I recover, I’m being rolled over. Tammy leans over me now, and she’s spreading my legs. She leans in close and kisses me, and I kiss back. I look down, and see that she’s now wearing the dildo. Her breasts rub against mine, and she starts kissing my neck. Her hands caress my face, and she kisses me deeply. She moves the hair away from my face and smiles. “It’s my turn now, Steph.” She’s more tender than Amanda was, and she spends a lot of time just touching me and kissing me. Her hands are soft and warm, and when she touches my nipples, it sends shivers through me. She notices, laughs, and kisses me again, running a finger down my torso to my belly button, and back up. “You’re so sexy,” she says in a way that I believe her. I’m starting to get wet again from her attention, but she won’t touch me below the waist. Instead, she continues to massage me, running her hands down my neck, across my shoulders, and down my arms. When she reaches my hands, she holds them tight, then lets go, and runs her hands across my stomach. She then flips her hand over, and gently runs the back of her hands across my navel. I feel her fingernails, cooler, and it’s relaxing, and just what I need after Amanda. She straddles me, and keeping one hand on my stomach, she takes the other and begins to touch herself. She slides a finger inside, and moans. She leaves it inside, and when she removes it, I see wetness glisten on her finger. She bends forward, and runs her finger over my lips. I take her finger into my mouth and suck the taste from it. Before tonight, I’d never even tasted myself, and now I’ve tasted two other women. She smiles as I release her finger, leaving my lips parted. She leans in and kisses me. She then slides up to my mouth, straddling me. She doesn’t stay long enough for me to taste, but slides down me, leaving a trail of her scent down my torso. Again, I shiver, and she smiles at me. “You’re ours now, Steph. We need to make sure that other girls know that!” Read more »

Haley Dunphy convinces Phil

*From viewpoint of Phil Dunphy*

Haley had been bugging me all day trying to convince me to let Dylan move in the house for a while.
She said, “Dad, it’s only for a few weeks, it’ll be nice having him around.”

“Haley I can’t sleep at night know you and Dylan are fucking on the other side of that wall.”

“Dad, we woooooon’t”

“We both know that’s a lie, Haley.”

Even I knew that Haley Dunphy was a goddess, but also had a bit of a reputation as a slut. To be honest it made me a little proud. It also turned me on that supposedly the best fuck around slept in my house everyday. Don’t get me wrong, Claire is sexy as hell, and great in bed, but it’d be a lie if I said I didn’t fantasize about Haley’s young perky boobs swinging in my face.

“Dad, I’ll do anything, I’ll clean the gutters, drive luke around now that he lost his liscense, anything, please!”

Of course I knew what I really wanted from her but I knew I couldn’t really ask that of her. I got a little hard thinking about it and I’m not sure if she noticed. Read more »

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