Dance With Me And Fuck Me After [FM][Vanilla][F32]

Hey, come on, don’t be shy now!

I know you can dance, and I know you have held a woman before. You aren’t shy when you joke with me, or others. You can hold your own, so now you can hold me.

That’s right, hand on my hips, the other holding mine — you know how this works. 

Swing me around a little, smile at me, take my breath away in a harmless manner. There’s nothing wrong with any of this, don’t worry. Just shove me around, whirl me, woo me.

Don’t give me that look like you are questioning me, I don’t need that right now. Yes, I know my husband’s over there, and I know he’s staring. He’s good at that, the silent glares and quiet stares. But he doesn’t know what else to do, with anything. 

He doesn’t know that he has a divorce coming up, in about a year or two. He doesn’t know that he’ll divorce me in the end, that I won’t ever do it on my own. I like his money, and I like that he can’t dance, and I like that he knows it.

A Sadist’s Kiss – Part 2 [M34/F29][Flogging, Whipping, Aftercare]

[Part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/12wg8v1/a_sadists_kiss_m34f29teasing_face_slapping/)

Hey romance lovers and kinksters, a second snippet, part of a different scene from the story I’m currently working on. I hope you’ll enjoy it.

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“Shush now, let’s just watch.” Before Alyssa could argue more with Gaby, a deafening crack in the air pulled her attention towards the stage. If she wouldn’t know him being a complete professional, she could’ve sworn he did that on purpose to silence her, but in reality it was only to prepare the sub for the upcoming blows.

With an unhurried motion, Master Cole unraveled the single tail whip until the leather implement touched the ground. He carefully took a couple of steps further back and with a single swift swing, the whip’s head dug into the sub’s back leaving her shivering.

“Turn around!” Cole walked around her and repositioned the woman with her back to the audience so they could admire his work of art. Alyssa’s eyes opened wider at the beautiful sight and her lips parted unwillingly when she saw Cole’s forearm flexing as his grip around the whip’s handle tightened.

Crack… crack… crack.

Another date (22M/22F, Light bondage)

About a week after we started hooking up again, I took Courtney out for drinks. She was wearing an open back maroon dress that emphasized her distracting assets, the lack of stitch lines demonstrating what threads she was missing. Black strappy heels hugged her ankles and calves, clicking as we walked to the table. She wanted my full attention, and she definitely had it.

We started with small talk, catching up on things we had missed in each other’s lives. Classes taken, hearts broken, hobbies and interests forsaken; the usual topics for friends that hadn’t spoken in some time. That’s what I liked about her; she had a personality I could get along with. Our relationship was not pure sex.

But her foot rubbing my leg kept my mind on sex.

The restaurant was dim. Dark enough that it was hard for others to see what she was doing to me. It was impossible to see my body’s response. Courtney let her foot travel up my leg, and smirked when she felt its response. I countered by rubbing my nails up the side and back of her thigh.

F24 I got dominated and fucked in every hole [FF][MFM]

Last week, my boyfriend prepared me a surprise for the weekend. I knew it would be a sexual surprise. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen to me but he told me to practice having both my holes filled. We’ve been talking about double penetration for a while so I thought it was going to happen to me. All week I trained with two dildos or with my boyfriend and a dildo. I also asked for tips on reddit to do well. I had a little trouble because I have small holes but I was ready.

Saturday night, I came home and my boyfriend was waiting for me in the living room with champagne. He told me to get naked and served me a glass of champagne. After a few drinks and lots of hugs, he put a collar and leash on me and then told me to put on my plug. I started sucking him off while he drank his drink. I thought another man would be with us for my surprise but we were only two. Then it rang at the door. He looked out the window and said “we can start, go open”. I was completely naked with a collar and a plug but I obeyed and went to open the door. It was a masked couple. Both looked sexy, in a gothic style. Both smiled when they saw me naked and gave me a good look. I let them in and the girl put her hand straight up my ass, thanking me. We went to the living room where my boyfriend served them champagne. We continued to drink while I was the only one naked.

Nude gardening pt 1 [MM] [MMF]

Nude gardening

Some background ground about this story.
(18+) I’m Tom bi 25 male slim athletic build, blue eyes short dark brown hair and about 5,6 in high. Smooth body. I have been gardening ever since I was 19. One quite wealthy married couple John and Marry I worked for where nudist they paid me a lot to work in the garden naked with them. John must have been about 55, he was a little taller than me 5,8 well tan a slight beer belly and a little hairy short grey hair stubble around his face. His wife Marry must have been 52 she looked amazing for her age slim tan body perky breast, shoulder-length brown hair and hazel eyes. John and Marry both loved just watching me as I cut grass and weed the flower beds. But one day it became a lot more than that.

The first meet

You’ve had the place to yourself and you decided that we should meet and have a chat. Hang out and talk. Nothing else planned, but just to feel if there was a connection in person as there was through the messages shared.

You waited nervously on the couch with your cell gripped tightly in your hand. Waiting for the text that I was either near or outside.

Your cell sings and buzzes, you fumble quickly and open the notification.
“outside”, you read and text back to come in.

Opening the door you feel your heart beating and you put on a smile to hide your nervousness.

“Hi”, I say as I stand at the door.
You say hello back and let me in. I walk past you and you can smell the Irish Spring body wash and light scent of Aqua after shave.

Closing and locking the door you follow behind me as I make my way to the couch.

We shyly smile at each other and do our best to make a conversation track with little dead time.

Noticeably were both getting comfortable and our body language isn’t as stiff.

Fucking my gf how I want for once

I (M) walked into our bedroom. There my gf was, lying on her stomach across the bed. The first thing that caught my eye was her beautiful bubble butt, looking extra peachy in her leggings.

I walked over to her and, as I quite often do, gave her ass a gentle slap. I love the way it feels and wobbles. She turned back and looked at me in the eyes, wearing a full face of make-up, and smiled. I knew that look. She wanted me to do it again. So I did, a little bit harder this time, so it wobbled that little bit more. She shook her ass gently, a sight I love, and is our universal sign for slap and feel me.

So I smacked her ass harder, and gave it a grab. A sure fire way to make my cock rock hard. I slowly start massaging her ass checks, smacking them every so often and watching them jiggle.

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A story about a sexy alien mermaid and a clingy biosuit? Sign me up!

I wondered for a split second if it was maybe a bad idea to anger the otherworldly entity which could easily control my entire body, before the flaring rage made me fight against the restraint even harder.

The skin-hugging massage slowly spread out from my back again, creeping around my sides and up my abs in a whisper of gentle touch. The unembodied caress sent faint tremors down my back, similar to when you know that somebody is right behind you. The area of wiggling nubs slowly expanded up my midriff, sparking a spark of anticipation in my core. A memory of swirling colour and throbbing tentacles flashed before my mind’s eye. The slow prodding had begun to engulf my breasts which promptly elicited a soft groan from me. It was as if a shower of dancing sparks erupted right under my skin. My eyes fell shut and I got completely lost in the sensation. Those tiny movements were everywhere. It didn’t feel too unlike the embrace of a soft ocean current to be honest.

The creature began to slowly increase its efforts, and soon enough waves of pressure and heat began to roll across my skin, leaving it tingling and flushed in its wake.

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The man across the street in the window – [35M/F] [Outfits, High hells, strangers]

We both live in big city sky rise apartments. Your building across the street from mine, a few floors up, which gives you a perfect view into my window. You are confident I’ve never seen you, you don’t make a habit of making much to see publicly. You’ve seen me though… oh boy have you seen me.

I have wide tall windows exposing my entire living room, and another smaller window into my adjacent bedroom. The first time I caught your eye was by total accident, but it was hard for you not to notice my date bent over the back of my couch in the living room as I had my way with her from behind. This moment caused you to look down at my window every night.

You began learning my schedule and routine a bit, and you got yourself a pair of binoculars after a few weeks. My window was better than HBO at least once every two weeks, sometimes twice a weekend. It was clear I wasn’t in a relationship, as there was different women coming and going. You’d see familiar faces now and then, but nothing indicated I was in an ongoing relationship, and they would rarely stay the night after the fun was done.