[m/f] she asked “are you a Christian?” and then…

I'll start off by saying that I've never been good at picking up girls. I've had much more luck meeting girls in social settings, talking to them, having fun, and then dating. So this story absolutely blew my mind. Also, sorry for the wall of text, but the lead up is important. Hope you enjoy!

So there's this beautiful, funny, and incredibly sexy admin girl at my work (well call her Jess). I've had a crush on her since the day I met her but I never acted on it since I prefer to keep work relationships professional.

We recently had our end of year wrap up party and the whole team went out to a beachside resort a few hours from the office. The boss took care of everything, getting us a condo, paying for food and drinks, and ensuring we're all having a good time to celebrate a good year.

Tie Me Up, Please! [MF] [Bondage]

One Man's Treasure – A Short Story

Rob Temple stared at Max Wells as she fingered the ties and handkerchiefs laid out on his bed. Just a sophomore in college, Max had more self-possessed confidence than he—even as her algebra TA—could ever claim. She was a force. As an English major, math should have been, if not a struggle, at least an unnatural state for her. But, like everything in her life, Max took one look at that obstacle and conquered it.

Made it her bitch, really.

It was what had drawn him to her instantly. That surety. That cocky swagger. It looked damned fine on a woman. Especially one as curvy and lush as Max.

He let his gaze travel every peak and valley of her body as she paced his tiny, rather bare and bland efficiency apartment bedroom, looking as out of place as a piece of fine art in…well, a rather bare and bland efficiency apartment in the cheap housing side of campus.

Post Halloween fun [m/f/m]

My wife had an encounter with one of her coworkers, Anthony, and has been close friends with him ever since. They never hooked up after the first time, but have been more like close friends. Anthony knows that I knew about their encounter. I was fine with it and I trust my wife.

Anthony invited my wife over to his apartment for a Halloween party. He has split custody of his son, and couldn't celebrate it with him on Halloween, so he decided to have a party for him with some other kids. Some other people from their job were going so she decided to go.

She got to his apartment and people were already there. When the door opened, she said that she noticed that the adults were dressed up as well as the kids. She didn't think to go dressed in a costume since it was the day after. She told Anthony that she felt bad and she wanted to leave. Anthony grabbed her hand and took her into his room and closed the door. She told him that he must be crazy to think she's going to do something with all those people close by in another room. He said no, that he was going to try to get her a costume.

[f/m] The time I cheated on my BF with ‘Random Italian Sauna Guy’…

Another redditor suggested that I post this for you guys, so here I go! :)

When I was 20, I went to Italy on vacation with some good girlfriends. I had a BF at the time who was a good guy and I certainly wasn't intending to do anything when I left, but part of me had always wanted to have a holiday fling.

We arrived in Venice and decided to spend all day checking out the sights before having dinner and some drinks at some beautiful resturants along the river. We all had a bit to drink and it was about 2am by the time we got back to the hotel, which was this really fancy place with a marble reception and its own spa and pool area.

My friend Becky had virtually passed out in the other bed in the room we were sharing separate from the others, but I just couldn't sleep that night. Still a little jet lagged, probably. So with nothing to do and not wanting to disturb Becky, I went down to the hotel spa area to just be by myself and chill.

Amsterdam [M/F]

Since I was invited to a meeting in the Netherlands, I determined to spend the weekends before and after exploring Amsterdam, a city that was new to me. My friend would be there also, and he could arrive a few days early as well. Not much persuasion was required to arrange the rendezvous: we have known each other since 2008 when we were students at adjacent universities, have similar though rapidly diverging professional interests, and became conference fuck buddies during the past year. This was our third assignation.

We visited the Rijksmuseum, stopped by the Concertgebouw to procure tickets, wandered the maze of bridges in the center of the city, ate at a little restaurant, drank beers at dusk seated at the edge of the canal, and made out against buildings in shameless exhibitions of public intimacy. Due to budgetary constraints, the bed and breakfast we booked happened to be located in the red light district; we would migrate to the more upscale conference hotel that someone else was paying for on Sunday evening. On our first night, we caught a sex show at a club, where I was impressed by the woman in the Princess Leia, slave girl on Tatooine get up who masturbated with a toy light saber. Due to jet lag, we called it an early night, had a quickie, and slept.

My first sexual experience with another man left me wanting more [M/M]

Last weekend my group of friends all got together for barbeque and beer night which was being held at Zach's house this week (fake name for post). Out of the group Zach was the gay one and never tried to hide his attraction to me. He knew I wasn't going to give in but he would flirt with me regardless which I honestly never minded.

Recently just fantasizing about another guy wasn't enough, I wanted it for real and that's when I realized that I could have it for real the next day. All the next day and throughout the barbecue the only thing on my mind was Zach. Later that night after every one drank themselves into oblivion only myself ahs Zach were awake. He went into the kitchen to clean and I decided to go for it.

I walked into the kitchen and watched him for a minute trying to settle the butterflies in my stomach. I walked up behind him and he turned around to face me. "Can I trust you to keep a secret?" I asked him. He looked at me strange but said I could trust him so I leaned in and started kissing him. His initial shock was quickly cast aside and he began kissing me back. We made out in the kitchen for awhile until I stopped and took a few steps back. "What's wrong?" He asked me.

[m/f] She said ‘I want you to fuck my face’

I got into a huge fight with my girlfriend, got kicked out, and drove to a motel. I sent a text to a friend asking if they were renting a room in their house. I got in line at hotel reception. They asked me to fill out a form, which included my car license plate number. I was filling out the form when she responded.

I asked if I could stop by and chat. It was about 9pm. She said she could talk a little while so I drove over. It was dark outside but not too cold. She lead me to her yard were we sat on some lawn furniture and she offered me some wine.

She wasn't offering any room to stay the night and I had to work the next day so I decided to pass on the wine. She didn't even let me in her house, because she didn't want us to wake her daughter up. Gina was a single mom. A tall blonde I'd known since high school.

Ask we talked about my breakup, we started sitting closer and closer to each other. She started giving me comforting pats and shoulder rubs until pretty soon we were holding each other. It wasn't long until we escalated to kissing.

“A Conspiracy Amongst Bridesmaids #1” [mFFFF]


 

Chapter One: The Proposition

 


 

I finished my second Jack and Coke, then placed the empty glass back on the bar-top and signalled the bartender for another. He made it promptly enough, but I was in no rush to drink it. Speaking honestly, I merely wanted to buy myself some more time at the bar before cashing it in.

 

All night, four middle-aged women had been sitting across from me, whispering conspiratorially amongst themselves and occasionally glancing in my direction. I was only twenty at the time and had barely mastered the ability to talk to girls my own age, so approaching them seemed entirely out of the question. My battle-plan – as painful as it is to admit now – was to wait until they either directly engaged me in conversation or until one of the women made a gesture so overt, I simply had to acknowledge it.

 

Published
Categorized as Erotica

“Sweet Tooth #1” [mF, BDSM, BBW, Foodplay]


 

Summary

 


 

A voice spoke suddenly, echoing toward her from the darkness: “Blow out your candles, Princess.”

 

Sweet Tooth is a suspenseful and taboo tale about a woman, who – with the help of an eccentric younger man – finally overcomes her life-long ‘sweet tooth’. Expect a surreal, playful story about a unique Dom/Sub relationship, told in thirteen gloriously messy chapters. Sweet Tooth is intended for readers looking for a long-burn with an explosive climax.

 


 

Author's Introduction

 


 

Before we start, a quick word; just between you and me, dear Reader. If you intend to read Sweet Tooth, then this will be the first step of a long journey which we’ll be taking together; so lets stop now, briefly, and talk.

 

I do hope you enjoy this bizarre little tale as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it; though, to be honest, I’d understand if you didn’t. Sweet Tooth is a story that caters to a very specific appetite: one with insatiable cravings for sugar rushes and orgasms. The state of mind I was in while writing this story felt not unlike that of a child, who compulsively shovels handful after handful of candy into their mouth, despite knowing it won’t make them feel very good.

“An Invitation to Dinner” [m, FM, Anal, Cuck, Huml]



 

Chapter One: Her Only Rule

 


 

A year ago, I had an affair with this hair-dresser. True story.

 

Her name was Susan. She was forty-two, living a comfortable life-style with her husband. And she had this one rule, which prevented the two of us fucking, because she didn't want me "stretching her out". (I'm a lot larger than her husband and he would have noticed, she claimed. I didn't realize how true this was until much later…) So, this meant a lot of cock sucking. Like, a lot.

 

I guess if I had to label this first phase of the affair, I'd call it the cock worshipping phase. At least twice a week, sometimes more, Susan would meet me behind her husband's back, to suck my cock and tell me how badly she wanted to get fucked by it.