(F)irst time at a gloryhole…

I've been sharing some stories with people I've chatted with via other subreddits, and decided I wanted to share them with a broader audience. So here you go.

So, my first time at a gloryhole was with my then-BF my senior year of college. We already had a pretty elaborate sex life, so there weren't many obstacles to us being honest about our fantasies.

One night, during a "what haven't you done with a partner that you want to" discussion, he mentioned that he's always wanted to take a girlfriend to a gloryhole and watch her work. I explained that I was MORE than okay with that, and told him that if he did the legwork on finding a place, that'd I'd do it.

It took him a couple weeks, but he found an adult bookstore with the booths in the back. I dolled up for the occasion, with a plunge neckline showing a quite significant amount of cleavage, a moderate-but-not-extreme short skirt, fishnets, and my go-to slutty dark red lipstick. Read more »

To The Rescue [MFM] [Cuckold] [Dom]

I have a few stories going over on DPP that are "choose your own adventure" type things. I write the text and give choices at certain points, and my pen pal chooses which she wants. Here is one such story that I finished recently.

I wish Rachael had told me what she needed. She had called 20 minutes ago saying she needed me at her place, and she sounded urgent. We’ve been friends for a while, going to school together and hanging out every so often. But she has a boyfriend, so I never made a move. But it was fine, there were plenty of other girls more than willing to sleep with me in town. My legacy of being a good partner has gotten around fast.

Arriving at her house I went up and knocked on the door. After a bit it seemed like no one was going to answer but someone was definitely in the house, I could hear something. Figures, lazy bum calls me with an emergency then won’t even open the door. Helping myself inside I went towards the noise, beginning to wonder what it was. It seemed like a mixture of a cross fit workout and an old dog. Whatever it was it was coming from her bedroom. Read more »

Confessions of a corrupted wife… Intro

I love DPP and on occasion my imagination gets the better of me and my mind starts wandering. I wrote this up and though I'd run it by this subreddit and see if anyone would have an interesting in hearing a continuation.

Anyways, without further ado, here's the story:

Let me tell you a story. I didn't learn about this 'till much later. This is based on a true story. I married a proper southern man. The guy next door to my girl next door. He's sweet, smart, intelligent. A perfect husband to me. He's career was on track until he met you.

 

You (Marcus) are strong, powerful, intelligent, black and very sexy and dangerous to my somewhat more sheltered upbringing. Many generations ago it seems, Jason's family were slave owner down in South Carolina. His family, the Wards were notorious for their cruelty towards african americans and your ancestors were no exception. Naturally you know that Jason had nothing to do with it personally. But there is something very rewarding about setting him up for failure and now having him work beneath you. Being able to keep on demoting him on a whim brings a certain pleasure. That and the proper country boy just rubs you the wrong way. Fucking with him is just fun in general. Read more »

Yesterday, I was a horny virgin [18F/21M]

In high school I felt like the only virgin around. I went out with lots of guys but I never met anyone who I really wanted to fuck. All my friends were doing it, but the guys I dated were just too lame.

Yet, I was horny as fuck. I masturbated all the time, in the mourning, after school, and before I slept. I would go online to read a nasty story, get all wet, lie on my stomach, and hump my left hand. Yet, this was not enough…I needed to get fucked.

I live near a beach and vowed to get my cherry popped. Spring break arrived and I spent my days checking everyone out through my sunglasses. After a couple days of sitting on the beach, I saw this really really hot guy.

It didn't take long to get to his hotel room. He was a very handsome, tall, muscular, and a really cute college student. He carefully undid my bikini top. I started unlacing his trunks and saw my first real penis. It sprung up to meet me. Oh my god it was beautiful, I couldn't believe how huge and hard it was. I gave him my first hand job while he fingered me. Read more »

“Uh, if he’s going to rim you, I want to do it to you first.” [MF] [rimjob] [facesitting]

"Uh, if he's going to rim you, I want to do it to you first."

We, that is myself Robert and my wife Amanda, were sitting around in our office watching some Netflix on my computer. I held her phone in my hand; she was letting me read the dirty chat she'd had with a potential side piece on Tindr. We have an open marriage and always share our adventures, rare that they me be, with one another. They had been chatting together the better part of the day so it had been quite a bit to read through, but I had gotten just as turned on by it as I knew she was. Until he started talking about rimming her.

I couldn't help but feel a tiny twinge of jealousy; my love for my wife's ass is well-known but I had never been able to indulge in any kind of back door play. We had talked about anal sex, of course, but she wasn't into it. In general, it wasn't her thing. More specifically, my cock is too thick for her to even consider it. It was never important enough to matter, so it just became something I'd joke about with her from time to time, knowing that particular door was closed. Read more »

My third time with Gwen and Steve. [MMF] [MFM]

It's been two years since I've been with them, but I realized I never documented our third and final time together, and I wanted to be sure to do that before the memories were lost for good. See my submission history for the rest of the saga.

Our third and final encounter took place one week after the second time. We were all really enjoying each other, and couldn't wait for more. Gwen had been texting me all week, sending naughty pictures and doing everything she could to get me into a frenzy. This proved to be very successful. She told me she had something special planned, but would say nothing more, nor offer any hint. My senses were on high alert.

When she opened the door to let me in that night, she was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and matching panties. She pulled me inside by my jacket without a word and dropped to her knees. Without a sound she worked my jeans down to my ankles and swallowed my cock to the hilt. This was a new form of greeting that I could get used to. She cupped my balls in her hand and slowly bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, soaking it. One by one she gently sucked each testicle into her soft warm mouth and rolled her tongue over it, swirling. Then without warning she stood up, gave me a sexy grin, grabbed my cock firmly in her hand and led me into the bedroom. Read more »

“Just Plain Hal” 4 [BD]

Part 1 Part 3

When I pull back into my garage, the mouth-watering aroma of food fills the SUV. I walk into the house with two fast-food bags and set them down on the kitchen counter. I open the fridge to see what the beverage options are. Beer. I shrug and grab two cans. I start to head to the bedroom, then suddenly thinking of something, I turn back and open a draw. Inside are neat rows of towels and I pick one up and soak the tip with warm water from the sink. I go to the bedroom but pause at the doorway to just look at her.

She looks so small, my Anabelle does, her sleeping head peeking out from underneath the enormous, lavender bed covers. I walk to the bed and pull back the blanket to expose her body to me. I gently push her thighs apart and apply the wet corner of the towel between her legs, fondly wiping her sex clean. She moans ever so slightly and shifts her hips as I mop up the evidence of my passion from her. Anabelle wakes whilst I am untying her wrists and I lift her into my arms. Leaving the bedroom, I take her into the living room and set her down on the love seat in front of the television. I retrieve our meal from the kitchen and set it down on the glass coffee table. Read more »

“Just Plain Hal” 3 [BD]

Part 2 Part 4

I commence moving my tongue in and out, rhythmically, as if I were fucking her with it. Then I move my attentions up and clamp my lips around her clit, sucking hard then nibbling on it. Anabelle cries out and violently twists her hips from side to side. "Oh, Hal! No, you mustn't. Stop, what are you doing?!"

I do not pay mind to Anabelle’s pleading, I know I’m not really hurting her–I would never truly hurt my precious Annie, she is just unaccustomed to feeling these sensations. She tastes so damned good, sweet and tangy and irresistible. I can not seem to get enough of her. I enthusiastically lap up the juices that leak from her pussy and thrust my tongue deeper inside of her until I feel her cherry. I wriggle my tongue against it and Anabelle whines pitifully, struggling so wildly that I have a hard time holding her hips down. My face is mashed against her crotch as I use my lips, my tongue, my teeth on her. My nose is filled with the pungent scent of her sex and I wonder that I don't go mad with lust. I bring one hand up and thrust it in and out of her sodden pussy, not far enough to breach her hymen but enough to get my finger thoroughly bathed in her secretion. Read more »

“Just Plain Hal” 2 [BD]

Part 1 Part 3

My mouth has gone suddenly dry so I take another sip of tea. I stare transfixed as Anabelle moans again and her thick lashes flutter open, her vibrant sapphire eyes dazed from her drug-induced stupor. When Anabelle’s eyes finally clear, she notices me sitting there and springs up. Swaying with the after-effects of the drug, she puts a hand to her temple as she is momentarily disorientated.

"Easy now," I say, putting my tea cup down and going over to kneel beside her. I reach out a hand to rest on her shoulder, steadying her, and another to check the pulse at her neck. "You’ll be fine. It will take a while for the effects to wear off but there will be no permanent damage."

"Where am I?" Anabelle asks groggily.

"You’re in my home, my dear," I answer. I watch her intently as she looks around the room with vague bewilderment.

"Why am I here? I thought I thought you were taking me to the recital "

I sigh heavily and put my tea down on the table. Then I take off my sunglasses and remove the thick wig from my head. It has begun to itch and I am glad to be rid of it. Read more »

Carmen & Alyssa – Part 2 [FF] (my first erotic story! please comment!)

Carmen looked up at Alyssa, happy that she decided to retreat from her bliss to watch this angel unwrap her most precious gift. Carmen wanted to reach out and bring Alyssa close so she could kiss her but she couldn’t move; she was too captivated in Alyssa’s gaze. She was so captivated that she hadn’t noticed that Alyssa snuck her hand towards Carmen’s pussy. Carmen did notice when Alyssa’s thumb began gently rubbing the top of her pussy, massaging Carmen’s clit.

“Oh my god,” Carmen managed to get out. She closed her eyes again and leaned her head back, giving a long, eager sigh.

“I want to hear you say it again,” Alyssa whispered.

“Wha—,” Carmen couldn’t get the words out and she barely heard what Alyssa said.

“Say it. Tell me how much you want me.” Alyssa was in full control now; she knew she could make Carmen do almost anything.

“Uhhhh…I want you. I…mmmmm.” Carmen reached one hand down to feel Alyssa’s thumb as it continued to massage her clit. The other reached down too but Alyssa grabbed it with her free hand and brought it to her face. Alyssa licked Carmen’s fingers and stuck them, one by one, into her mouth. Read more »