How I ended up having anal sex with a girl before PIV (Interracial, Virgins, Long) [m18/f18]

So some disclaimers: this is long and will take a while to get to the sexual stuff. I have changed some superficial details and names to protect identities but otherwise this is a completely true story of my first sexual experiences and how I ended up having anal sex with a girl before I’d had PIV sex. I am not a writer of any description and this is my first attempt at a story so be gentle. Also, be assured that there is no Loch Ness Monster. Look for the break if you want to skip to where things get sexual.

I left high school a virgin. Not just a virgin, but a never been kissed virgin. Girls wouldn’t just turn me down, they seemed to be a bit insulted that I thought I had a chance. I was short, pale, and geeky. I had acne, braces and was painfully shy. I went off to University aged 18 with my acne gone and braces removed. Regardless, I had built up a lot of insecurities about my attractiveness. Girls didn’t seem to be horrified by me anymore but I was still no girl’s fantasy. A solid 5 out of 10. But that was ok, I had long since made peace with the fact that I was no model. My confidence slowly grew from nothing to still almost non-existent but something. I went on a few casual dates and even kissed a couple of girls, but never got any further than that.

Fire Walker, part 1: the first chapter of an illustrated erotic sci-fi story

Because of the illustrations and the pain in the ass it would be to put them in here, the link at the end of this preview will lead to the full 6,987 word story with images and animations.

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“I still can’t believe we paid money for that junker.”

“Come on, Sander,” Kellis said, shuffling in her barstool, “she’s a great ship.”

“Maybe two years ago she would’ve been,” Mercy shot back and folded his arms.

Kellis was about to reply when the barman leaned over the counter.

“What can I get you?”

“Whiskey,” Kellis responded. “No ice.”

“I’m good, thanks,” Sander said.

The barman nodded and moved away again.

“Look, Abbie, all I’m saying is we could have had any ship in that yard,” Sander continued. “We’re Fire Walkers for fucksake.”

The barman handed Kellis her drink. “We were Fire Walkers, Sander. War’s over.”

Mercy raised his hands in mock surrender. “Just saying, that’s all.”

Kellis ran her eyes over the bar. Grungy, dark, loud; like the rest of Tarek station. Her hand hovered briefly over the pistol in her shoulder holster. She shook herself. Stop thinking like a soldier, Abigaile. She gulped her whiskey and put the empty glass back on the counter. “So, who’s this pilot?”

Welcome to the Restaurant (M/F/F)

*This is the story all about how an invitation for a blunt and a welcome turned into quite a bit more. Included [here](http://imgur.com/a/800Pe) are a couple of sfw photos for visual context. As for me, I’m not what you’d call a stunner but I do well for myself. I’m a 6’1″, 185lb athletic fellow blessed with a good metabolism and an above average endowment. The best way to say it is that it’s a challenge to get women into bed, but with my skillset it’s pretty easy to retain them there.

#1 in black is Sadie, my ex-wife, 25/f 5’6″, 110lbs, flat white girl ass and small b cups but a freak in bed.
#2 in color is Catie. 22/f, 5’4″, 115lbs, well toned legs and butt with similar b cup breasts.
#3 is in jersey is Zara. 23/f, 5’11”, 130lbs. Volleyball player with a great ass and C cups.

Tent Sex with a Mysterious Girl [mf]

A heavy bass back beat thumped over the quaint English hills and dale as the Glastonbury music festival rocked in full effect. Two hundred and fifty thousand screaming drunk people enjoying a spectrum of music from five hundred acts on five stages spread over a three day period; it’s one of Britain’s largest most raucous music festivals. Bring a tent, bring your party supplies, bring your friends, and chill. Jake and his friends, Pierce and Bryan took the advice to heart. The three travelled from London to the last blow out party before they return to the States to look for their first post college jobs. The three bopped along with the rhythm, checking out the girls while mildly tripping on a batch mushrooms Bryan brought along.

“Man, I need food,” Pierce said.

“I need beer. Let’s go the concession stand. Coming?” Bryan asked Jake.

“Naw, I’ll stay here,” he said as his favorite band launched into their second song.

First Date at 8, Second Date at Midnight [FDom][MSub][S&M][golden shower][No Sex]

It was awkward when James asked Shae Lynn out on a dinner date. After all she was a paid dominatrix, a findom, who had caned his ass pink a month earlier. But the icy blonde had accepted the invitation from her hunky former client and was happy to have gone. A good meal, accompanied by a bottle of good wine and conversation, she was almost sorry the date had to end so soon. The two strolled back to her perfume shop on a warm August night, where she lived in an apartment above.

“Thank you,” she said. “I had a good time.”

“You sure you don’t want to stop and have a drink? The bar next door sounds like its happening.”

“I’m sorry, but I have to pass. I have an early day tomorrow.”

He leaned in to kiss her. Her upturned lips welcomed his hesitant kiss. He drew away to see her eyes still closed awaiting another. His lips mashed down on her parted lips and a heat erupted between her legs. She pulled away with wide open eyes. He opened his eyes to watch her put her key into the shop’s lock. There seemed to be a panic about her, perhaps a fear of feeling passion or the touch of a caring man. She made it clear. Not now. Opening the door she looked back at him with a smile.

Taking full advantage of a local convention (F/M)

Last weekend was a rarity for me – an event really close to my home… or at least, the student house that I call home. Although I’m back staying with my family for the summer break, I chose to spend the weekend back there to make life easier, as it was a short train hop from there to the event arena and back.

With all my housemates also out that weekend I had the place to myself, and after a Friday night of arriving, buying some basic groceries and then lounging around I was up early on Saturday morning to get changed. I’d been torn on what outfit to wear, but decided to go for an old classic as video game character Catherine.

It took me longer than I might have liked to get ready, and by the time I was fully dressed in the heels and tight white dress with stockings and suspenders and made it to the station it was a little busy there. Needless to say, I was getting a lot of looks from other passengers as I waited and boarded the train, which was a strange little thrill in itself.

The night after wrestlemania MFM, part two

Alright guys, back with the second part of this experience, didn’t want to keep you all waiting. So the next day we wake up and have to check out our room, we shower, pack up and head out, get breakfast and talk with more fans at the diners who are going to Raw and who went to Mania the night prior. We go to target, assuming we are going to meet up with our ginger partner, and pick up the extra large box of Trojan condoms, the 36 per box. We explore the town and what not.

Around 2pm we start heading out to the Shark tank or the SAP center, whatever it’s called now. We are excited since it’s the Raw after mania show which is a rowdy crowd, the last show before all the fans go back to their towns etc… I make sure my phone is at 100 percent and make my first text to her around 4pm, once inside. I tell her it’s our last night in town and if she’ll be up to seeing us one last time, she says yes and we text through out the event, me making sure to not waste too much battery. When the main event is about to start, I tell her we are almost leaving, she replies that we should take our time getting to her place since she hasn’t gotten ready.

The teasing girl [M/F] (part 2)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/4tqo5u/the_teasing_girl_mf_part_1/)

The next morning, we do not talk at all about what happened yersterday. I have to leave after breakfeast, and I won’t see my girlfriend again until tomorow evening. After leaving her house I directly go to work. I don’t really think about the chastity belt until the middle of the day, when a sexual thought pass through my mind. It doesn’t hurt or block my mouvements, and the sensation don’t bother me to much. But it affect me on the psychological level : I’m not really sure about what I accepted and what is her plan. I don’t even know what it like feel to stop mastubation. More than anything else, the idea she is in complete control of my genitals gives me a very strange emotion. I can’t really explain it, but it’s strong and it won’t leaves my mind. I realise this thinking start to turn me on. The pressure inside the belt increase a lot, as my dick can’t grow like it normally do. One of my co-worker call me. I have to walk to join her, but I have an erection… after two or three seconds I understand no one will be able to see it as my dick can’t change it’s shape. When I walk toward my co-worker I feel the pressure of my dick against the belt at every step. The person who requested my help is a young red-haired woman to whm I alwais have been attracted. While talking to her my erection only gets stronger. Why of all my co-worker did it need to be her ? I have so much difficulties concentrating that she ask me if I’m OK, to what I respond I’m a little tired.

Morning Sex of the Future [Mf][Oral]

*Sometime in the future…*

The sun was rising, on what promised to be another hot South California day, when Alex awoke in his cozy bed with the usual morning hard-on. His wife, Genia, was still sleeping soundly, rather she was still unconscious from her nightly habit of pills and wine. He gently eased out of bed and put on a pair of sweat pants before leaving the room and making his way down stairs, through the kitchen and out the sliding glass door into the backyard and a gray early morning mist. He quickly walked to the far end of the pool heading for the Man Cave located in the converted pool house. Alex put a lot of work into the Man Cave installing a couch, a sixty inch screen, small kitchen and bathroom. It’s the place where Genia makes him stash all his ‘tasteless man junk’; a bean bag, antique movie posters, and the PacMan arcade game he restored himself. And best of all, it was home to Shelby.

[MF] Late night hotel swimming pool – mindblowing oral

This is a bit long, and contains a lot of build up and context. I personally like that in my GWS stories, so I put it in when I’m telling mine, so if you prefer to go straight to the fucking this may not be the one for you. Names and other details inconsequential to the sexy times have been changed, obscured or omitted to protect the parties involved, but other than that, its all true.

My wife and I have a semi-open relationship. It’s not like we’re going around screwing other people all the time, but we’ve both agreed that we can fuck other people should the opportunity arise. This is the tale of such an opportunity.

A few months ago I was away for a work conference over several days. The conference was in a large hotel in the UK countryside. Like a large stately home, with huge grassy gardens and an antique furnished interior. A very beautiful and romantic location, and I was lucky enough to experience a very erotic couple of nights whilst there.