I [M] fingered my date under a bar as a waitress watched

I had matched with this beautiful older woman on a dating app a couple years before I was married, and we quickly hit it off. The more we talked the more we just enjoyed each other’s conversation. We didn’t really talk dirty at first but I flirted enough to know there were some embers of an inner freak there.

One of my favorite parts was that she was a lawyer – which was sexy as fuck to me because I love when women with high-level, high-pressure, corporate jobs are closet freaks.

We had agreed to meet for drinks one day after work at a nicer restaurant. In the days leading up our date, she had told me she had fake breasts. A lawyer with fake breasts? Are you kidding me? I was in heaven.

The night before our date I had one request: Wear a pencil skirt. She wouldn’t commit to it but I was hopeful. Read more »

The First Induction (AKA – Like a Virgin, AKA Chapter One of my Hypnosis memoir) [OC]

*This post isn’t very erotic unless you’re into mind control. That being said it is the first chapter of a memoir that gets VERY erotic, so feel free to skip it if you don’t want back story, but read it if you want the full foundation on which all the sexy rests!*

After a short discussion about where to begin, we decided to start with him reading a script from one of the books he found helpful in the “research” phase of our journey (feel free to check out the intro post [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/kinkyandinsatiable/comments/x7uz4c/hypnosis_a_memoir_intro/) for more details). So, we found a time that felt right to both of us, sat down on the couch (who doesn’t love a comfy, tufted couch?!), and he read. Read more »

The absolute hottest [F23]irst date of all ti[M35]e turns into the best multi-month fling of my life [MF]

I happen to travel a lot for work, and in particular to the rural countryside of a certain formerly-European Island nation. Sometimes work stress kills my libido, and sometimes it makes me horny AF. On one particular trip, I was feeling frisky and swiping on Tinder (and probably slowly stroking myself). People have types, and this country’s ladies were not mine – caked makeup and photo effects, not a lot to bring to the table intellectually, not very active or fit, heavy drinkers, generally just hard to connect with. But all of a sudden, I was completely surprised – after countless left swipes, up came a woman who was exactly down my fairway.

Her photos were of mountain biking, hiking, drinking beer with workout clothes on – exactly the vibe of my active city here in North America. In fact, she was FROM my city. She even seemed to have the same dual citizenship as me, and strangely enough, we had similar facial features and body types… She was blonde, blue eyes, a bit stern looking but with a surprising megawatt smile in the photos where she flashed it. Some fascinating book recommendations in the profile. Sporty, a sneaky fantastic ass from a few of the outdoorsy photos (the most important thing for me), and honestly, my perfect type – small tits. I love me a tomboy. Read more »

Personal Yoga Teacher: Part Two (kidnapped, sex slave, cum dump, Noncon, dubcon)

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I never explain in my CNC stories how consent was garnered. I have a post named “How I approach stories about CNC/R**p*ay” pinned on my page explaining why. CNC relationships come in all forms, including scenes that may seem/feel too real. I can assure you that since the stories are always starring me as the prey, I consent. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Cum and saliva had begin to pool around her face. It had now been 2 hours since she was drugged so it wouldn’t be long before she woke up. About 2 more hours or so. I pulled my phone out, taking pictures to show her later. Not that she wouldn’t taste me in her mouth as is but I knew I would enjoy her response. I decide to leave, getting hungry now. We have a long night ahead of us. I exit the room, locking the door, replacing the faux wall cover and cleaning supplies. I turn to leave, planning on returning soon. Read more »

Finding new hiking friends [FMF, 36-40][Outdoors]

The following story is part truth and part fiction. We’ll let the reader decide which is which.

Austin and I had been discussing how to pull off a naughty hiking trip for awhile. Being naked where we’re not supposed to be, with a low risk of being caught, has been on our bucket list of sexual things for awhile. We planned a hiking trip to a new area and with a little research we found a few options for secluded water falls and streams that might give us a chance to explore our fantasy. So we loaded up our trusty hiking companion Eve the husky/shepard mix and hit the trials.

We started on a trail that was a little busy at first, but after a mile or two with a few split offs we weren’t seeing people as often. With more freedom, A and I were getting a little more hands-on with each other. When things got narrow Austin would let me lead the way. I had worn the shortest of jean shorts, so I’m sure he had his reasons to be behind and take in the view. Read more »

The OnlyFans Girl, Part 12 (MFF, Slow Burn, Lots of Tease, Ongoing Story)

*Part 1 can be found [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wm1o25/the_onlyfans_girl_part_1_bg_slow_burn_lots_of/)*

*When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. This story was originally written in small chapters, of which 56-60 are presented here.*

**Chapter 56**

Sabrina glanced down at your cock, and then licked her upper lip as she made her decision. “Cowgirl,” she said. “I want you to finish off this time by absolutely pounding the ever-loving fuck out of me, so cowgirl to start.”

You stood from where you’d been sitting on the floor of the apartment with Gemma, and helped the blonde up as well. One last kiss with her, firm but short, and she grinned and nodded.

“Alright, cowgirl,” you said, and sat down on the couch right where Sabrina had been upside down and getting face fucked not five minutes earlier. “Come here.” Read more »

can I continue? [Teasing, F34/M40]

Sitting at my desk, completing my 4th meeting of the day… wondering what he’s doing. Wondering what he’s thinking, is he thinking about last night? How he made me beg for his cock, on my knees, in the shower. How he made me look up at him and lick him from the bottom of his balls up to the tip of his dick. Does he remember how I was a good girl for him, and I licked his tip how he likes it? How I swirled my tongue over the tip, practically digging your precum out. Your hand on the back of my head, pushing your hips into my mouth, while the water runs down both of us. Does he remember looking down , into my blue eyes, cock deep in my throat, fingering myself and moaning? Does he remember when he pulled out of my mouth and I looked up, eyes begging, fingers inside me, I open my mouth and ask “Can I continue?”

[M]e and my college roommate’s g[f] Pt. 2

She lived about 3hrs away but I was in town for a concert. She offered to let me crash with her at her parent’s house. The offer came across innocent enough but we both knew the implications and there was an understanding that her bf didn’t know.

It was sort of awkward how she introduced me to her parents when I first got there. They showed me the finished basement with the pullout couch I’d be sleeping on.

She got a last-minute ticket and decided to come with me to the concert. As soon as the band took the stage, she worked her way in front of me and started grinding her ass against me. It took all of my self-control not to grope her right there. We made out a bit and left about halfway through the show.

As soon as we got back to her parent’s house, we went down to the basement. I bent her over the arm of the couch and dropped to my knees so I could taste her from behind. She absolutely went crazy once I started and her whole body started shaking. Read more »

Humiliation RP part 3 [MMMMM] [CNC]

Roman POV.

I worked my length between his cheeks to tease over his hole, put a bit of pressure, but made no move to breach him. Jem whined in frustration and tried to push himself against my cock. I let out a small laugh at his attempts, but didn’t move.

“Please.” Jem begged.

“Please, what whore?” I asked, applying enough pressure to make him groan. “You want my cock?”

“Yes.”

“Then beg for it.” I watched as his eyes glazed over and his breathing quickened.

“Please sir, fuck me till you tear apart my hole.” He threw my words back at me, and hell, if it didn’t make me harder. I sank into the tight heat, my toes curled at the pressure, and I couldn’t stop myself from sinking deeper with a gasp. He arched his back against me, pressing himself closer. My fingers dug into his waist as I thrust in and out of his hole. Jem had thrown back his head, gasping silently, taking everything I was throwing his way. Read more »

Christmas With a Demon [F20] [Succubus] [Summoning] [Lesbian] [Partly Exhibitionism] [Fictional]

The flurries of snow danced wildly around the frozen window of Rayne’s apartment as she lazily twirled the blinds cord in her fingers. Winter break had started nearly a week ago, and while Rayne enjoyed the break from her studies, it could really only last for so long before she began to get bored. All her friends were away with their families, and the constant snow outside was enough to keep her confined to her home anyways. She would have liked to see her parents, it wasn’t like she hated them or anything, but she highly doubted she could afford transportation halfway across the country, especially this close to the holidays. For now, the best she could do was have every-other-day video calls with them, something they still greatly appreciated from what she could tell. Rayne idly traced patterns onto the frozen window, the cold from outside condensing on the window again mere seconds after she began, covering any of the designs she had just created. She laughed slightly, sitting up and wheeling her chair back to her desk at one end of the room. and strolled over to her bed, collapsing onto the soft mattress. Rayne sighed as she stared up at the dark gray ceiling above her, trying to think of anything she could possibly do. Read more »