[Update] Rey

It’s been a while since I posted anything here, so I figured I would give you an update. As some of you have asked, and I’m sure a few figured out on your own, the asexual girlfriend in a lot of my posts off of this sub is in fact Rey. I’ve always kept my profile open because I felt that context and learning about an author increases the value of the story, and some of you kindly contacted me inquiring about the situation.

While our sex life was amazing in the beginning, thus the stories, she slowly slipped into lower and lower sex drives. At this point, she virtually never wants any kind of sex and will go out of her way to avoid it.

When I started writing on here, the last time we’d had sex was August. That, and the last few times we’d had sex before it (which takes us back into 2014) were “just hurry up and get it over with” sex. As of now, the only time we’ve had sex since last August was at a convention about two months ago. That was also “hurry and finish” sex, done more out of tradition than any sense of wanting it, and genuinely seemed physically uncomfortable for her. That had the terrible effects of both whetting my pallet and making me relive sexual feelings, making me absolutely crave sex again, and solidified that sex with Rey will probably never be downright enjoyable again. Read more »

Bell Bottom Blues [mf][bittersweet]

I know you won’t be reading this; we’re done – good and proper. It’d make you cry. Stiff and sad. Your dick hard pressed up against your pants, your eyes welled up with tears.

We missed our chance. Or rather, we had no chance. So we took a chance. We took place in stolen moments. Lots of moments, a year of moments. Moments of unparalleled passion, of kisses up and down your body, of your face between my legs, kisses in alleys and walks in the rain. It’s been a good long time – and I still miss you. But I can write this now.

You know how Tolstoy has that bit about happy families all being alike? But the unhappy ones are each unhappy in their own way? Are all love affairs alike as well, do they all boil down to the same raw ingredients, the same biological effects and by products controlling everything? I don’t know, in part because feeling those moments – you throwing me against my apartment door as soon as it shut behind you, pushing my bra straps slowly down over my shoulders, my pussy aching at your touch, wanting the moment to last forever – in those moments I couldn’t help but think *so this is what people were talking about*. Read more »

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No Words [mf][d/s]

Sir, I have a request. Unusual, I know: but, well, hear me out.

You and I, sometimes, we’re **Great Communicators** giving Reagan and Bonzo a run for their money. There are times for that. But there’s also time for every purpose under heaven, according to such great thinkers as King Solomon, Pete Seeger and Roger McGuinn. So what I want today is – no talking.

Fuck the bejesus out of me, Sir. Then we’ll talk.

I do know my audience, and to be precise, we’ll say the *sufficient and necessary conditions* for the **bejesus** being fucked out of me would be met when you make me come three times – so, the challenge – should you choose to accept it – well, it’s no challenge for you, Sir, you could do that in your sleep! In fact there was that one time… erm. Nevermind.

And we’ll sidebar the inevitable conversation about the nature of speech and what I’m really forbidding – are my moans of delight and pain so different from your involuntary “fuck” muttered under your breath the first time, *each first time* I receive your cock in my mouth, surround it with my lips, and take it all in? We’ll sidebar that for pillow talk and the discussion will likely make me want to sit on your face and grind my cunt into you because I love talking to you and I love fucking you and what could be better? Read more »

Our latest cuckold experience [m/m/f]

This is a true story – we did this last night. For context, we’re both in our late thirties. She’s a very sexy, curvy girl with nice double d’s and a beautiful round ass. It’s not our first experience, and we enjoy various scenarios from normal threesome to cuckold.

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I took her back to him again. Actually, I begged her to let me take her. I don’t know why I like it so much, it’s something I can’t explain.

We arrived at his apartment a couple hours after arranging the date. We stepped in and he greeted us, embraced her, kissing her. We shook hands. We walked to the bed and he continued to kiss and grab her. She reached down and felt the bulge in his pants and smiled. He was much bigger than me. Not in length, me being just over 6″. But his cock was thick, about twice as thick as mine. She told him to take it off. Read more »

Off the Courts • Part 1 [MF]

I love my job. Not many women work seriously in my field but I love it. I started coaching tennis when I was in high school. I actually hated playing tennis as a junior player but I need to make some money for myself, since my family was hit pretty hard during the recession. When I first started coaching most of my students were in elementary school and I honestly didn’t know anything. I’ve moved around quite a bit and I’ve learned have a greater respect for the sport. Read more »

When I went with my boyfriends dad. (f)

So this story is one i haven’t told too many people, because in all honesty it’s one i like to keep to myself, or to my own “wank bank.”

but since you’re all such good boys i thought i’ll share it with you to add yours.

i’ll call it “my boyfriend’s dad.” this goes back to when i was with my first real boyfriend around 15ish. my boyfriend at the time had a dad who was one of the biggest flirts i’ve ever met.
bigger than i am. yes, hard to believe. but anyway, he was a womanizer in all respects, even down to shamelessly hitting on my own mother. regardless, i liked him as i found him fun and he was quite a dilf.

one night my boyfriend and i were heavily fooling around in his bedroom while his dad was out. my top was off, panties were well on their way to being off and i was on top of him. he was grabbing my tits and playing with them when BOOM,
because we’d be busy we didn’t hear his dad walk in. (whoever thought of knocking!!) we all froze and his dad continued conversation as i was in two minds of what to do. “do i cover up or do i like the fact that he’s staring at my tits?” Read more »

Looking for suggestions for Lechomancer Succubbus

I’ve been posting my Lechomancer stories here for a while, and I’m hoping reddit can help me out.

I’m looking for scenarios or ideas for the Succubus collection. I’m not happy with all the chapters I have planned, so I’m looking for ideas for what can happen to Ashlynn as she travels through the Otherside. (For anyone reading this, and unfamiliar, it’s a college girl travelling through a sexually charged section of hell, populated by lust driven demons)

I would appreciate any help you all could offer. The stories will keep coming either way, but I’d like them to be better. Leave a comment, send me a DM, or an email at erostopholes@gmail.com.

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The red-haired mermaid and the prince

The prince saw a red-haired mermaid on the beach. Her breasts covered by purple seashells. He had not shared a bed with a woman for a long time. He had spent many days at sea, and he wondered if this was just a hallucination. They made eye-contact as the prince walked toward her. Their blue eyes did not blink until she spoke, “Hello land dweller. I am from a kingdom under the sea. I have never met anyone of your kind before and I wish to learn the proper greeting among your people.”

The prince asked, “How do your people normally greet each other miss red-haired mermaid?” The beautiful mermaid explained that her people usually shook hands and introduced themselves by name, just as his people would have. However, he sought to mislead the mermaid and satisfy his sexual desires. “My people a very different. The females usually greet the males by getting on their knees, closing their eyes, and opening their mouths”, said the prince. “Like this?”, said the mermaid, closing her eyes and opening her mouth. “Yes. And now I will present my penis, as is my custom, and insert it into your mouth. And you must suck on it, and try to fit as much of its length as you can.” The prince lowered his pants and revealed his rock-hard cock to the crisp sea-air. He slowly entered the mermaid’s mouth. This is a rather odd custom, she thought, as she sucked on the head of the prince’s cock. Read more »

[M]y brother-in-law’s Wi[f]e

The best sexual experience of my life, so good that I really remember every detail vividly. This is the first time I’ve posted to this sub, so I hope you like it.

So a couple of weeks ago, my wife’s whole extended family was invited to go on a weekend vacation to a national park. Grandparent funded, all 40ish people going. My wife (We’ll call her Jane) and her brother (John) are the only young married ones in the family, so as such, they decided that we would split a room. We had vacationed and roomed with John and his wife (Liz) before, so this wasn’t weird or unexpected, but I’d be lying if I said this situation didn’t get me a little excited. My in-laws are all an extension of the same type of personality, loud, inappropriate, invasive, and overall just a wild time. Liz and I seem to be the only exception, both of us on the more reserved side, usually content to sit off to the side at the family get togethers. Because of this and being the first of the incomers to the generation, Liz and I actually seem to get along very well, sharing in our comfortable exclusion, laughing at the weird quirks of their family and even venting similar frustrations with the family. Not to mention that Liz is super cute. She’s the epitome of a busty petite girl. 5’3-4, dark medium length hair, big blue eyes, and perfect D’s on a minimally curvy body. I’m 6’3 and on the slim/swimmer’s type body, also with dark hair and brown/green eyes. We are both pretty reserved and responsible now, but from talking with her, I know she did have quite the wild streak when she was younger, and it tended to show in discussions and games, though never in action. That small hint of a darker side always made me intrigued by her, so I was totally looking forward to a weekend of spending a lot of time near her, and hoped to maybe even catch a small glimpse of her body while changing. Read more »

Out [mm]

His stomach was a mix of excitement and fear, and it was impossible to untangle the two. There was a good showing of people out tonight. Smoke, alcohol and high pitched laughter wafting around through the air. The light turned green and he stepped out with the waiting crowd off the curb to cross the street. Part of them, but apart. His hands and feet were buzzing. Am I really doing this? He looked eagerly at each person who walked past him, trying to tease out their secrets in a glance. What’s YOUR story? Because he was sure that everyone had one.

This was it. Hand on the cold door handle, the pit of his stomach dropped to his feet. I am walking into a gay bar. I can do this. This is who I am. One deep breath and he pulled door open and stepped inside. There was the usual clinking and chatter going on like any bar anywhere, and there were both men and women. There were so many more men though, cute men. Did I really just think that to myself without freaking the hell out?… Yes, lots of cute men. After he got past the smell of beer and transient smoke from outside, he could smell that the room was full of men too. It made him giddy. Read more »