One of my first college FWBs just became single and I fucked him later that day [FM]

my FWB and I met last year at the bars in my college town. We became friendly and eventually we started hooking up pretty frequently. He ended up becoming my main FWB for a while before he got a girlfriend. They dated for about 7 months before breaking up last Sunday. Monday morning (yesterday) he texts me and we talk before he lets me know that he’s single and wants me to come over. I can’t pass up the opportunity to fuck him again so I said yes!

So last night I drive to his place and chat with his roommates before we head to his room a few minutes later. Pretty much right away I’m on my knees giving him a blowjob and sucking his balls. I gave him a good, sloppy blowjob before getting on top and riding him. His dick is better than I remember and I make myself cum in a few minutes. Once I came for the first time I was all his. He told me to get into doggy and I let him fuck me balls deep for as long as he wanted. I started to struggle and shake a little bit by this point. Once he’s done in doggy we went to missionary and I had my legs on his shoulders just taking his dick. He was relentless and I told him I was going to cum again. His roommates definitely heard me say that I was going to cum- oops. I ended up cumming again before he pulled out and came all over my tits and stomach.

I fingered the stranger sitting next to me on the train [MF]

I take the train into the city from my suburb for work. It’s always the same time I take the train, which is about an hour commute each way.

I typically see the same people each day as we are on similar schedules, including this one woman in particular who I noticed kept sitting near me. She is in her late 40s with short curly brown hair. I’d say about average looking at first look, but well-dressed and always appearing put together.

I am in my 30s, tall, fit, with brown hair. I always have a book to read on the train and usually am lost in the book. One day this woman sits next to me in a two seater on a crowded train. She opens up a book and flashes a quick smile that I returned as we make eye contact before both returning to our books.

About 15 minutes later I reached into my pocket to grab my phone. Along the way my hand brushed up against her smooth exposed thigh. I mumbled a quick apology to her for the innocent brush up. She smiled and said no worries.

Don’t Move Part 3 [M 40] [F 35] [BDSM] [D/s] [Sir] [Princess] [Oral] [Blow job] [Deep Throat] [Blindfolr] [Restraints] [Nipple Play] [Teasing] [Orgasm Denial] [Degration] [Praise] [Kinky] [Dominance] [Submission] [Punishment]

I sat on my heels hands behind my back, just the way Patrick liked. I slowly opened my mouth and heard his chuckle.
“Now, I didn’t say for your to open your mouth just yet did I Princess?” I felt his hand on my chin lifting it up slightly, “But you are so very beautiful when you’re ready to please me.”
The sound of him unzipping his pants tugged at the core of my essence. I wanted him, I needed him, and I was going to do anything to make sure he knew it.
Gathering my hair in one hand I felt the head of his hardness circling my lips before he dipped his cock slowly in my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip as I licked it hearing him moan. Nothing turned me on more than hearing him moan because of me.
Placing my tongue at the very tip, I began to suck. His hands wrapped around my hair tightly as he slowly forced himself further inside my mouth. I felt his hardness grow as he began fucking the back of my throat.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I gagged. His moans filled the room and it became my only focus. Nothing else mattered but his pleasure, his moans. Not the wetness between my legs, not the lack of oxygen, not the slight sharp pain as random strands of my hair were pulled out of my head. After the nice gift he gave me at dinner it was the least I could do for him. Abruptly he pulled himself out of my mouth and I gasped for air as he did the same.
“God Princess, you are such a hungry little slut aren’t you?”
“Yes Sir,” I said before he shoved himself back inside my mouth. I knew he was close to orgasm, he was fucking my throat harder and faster. I gagged louder, but soon his moans of pure ecstasy drowned out any other noise in the room as I felt his warm cum fill my mouth and drip down the back of my throat. His taste was indescribably delicious as it always was.
“Wow, that was amazing Princess! You are such a good girl, when you want to be. Now get on the bed.”
I jumped up with eager anticipation and laid face up on the bed. Patrick took my blindfold off and looked deep into my eyes as he rubbed my cheek gently with appreciation.
He placed the blindfold on the nightstand and made his way around the bed locking me into my restraints.
“Now this is how I’m going to guarantee you don’t move.” A sly smirk swept across his face as he sat next to me on the bed. Moving his hands across my body, I gasped as he kissed my breast before giving my nipple a flick of his tongue.
While his mouth was giving my nipples much needed attention, his hand made it’s way down to my slit and I felt his fingers slide effortlessly in. A rush of warmth filled me and squirmed as he kissed his way down my stomach.
Patrick stopped before moving past my navel and looked at me, “squirming is moving Princess, keep still.”
He and I both knew it was an impossible task. The way he touched me was too good for my body not to respond. Patrick stood up and walked to the foot of the bed where he kneeled smiling.
“I felt how wet you were, but now I can see it for myself. I think if I touch you there’s no doubt you’ll cum. But remember you were a bad girl and I’m supposed to be punishing you.”
He kissed his way up my inner left thigh before pausing, skipping over my pussy, he kissed his way down my inner right thigh. I groaned with frustration and I heard him chuckle once again.
His hands began to trace my outer lips, I couldn’t stand it, I needed it, I needed to cum.
“Please!” I shouted out in annoyance.
I felt his finger lingering at my entrance, swirling around the opening making me more wet. I tried to move down towards his hand to help his finger enter me. But my efforts were in vain.
“My little wanton whore. I might just leave you here to think about what is it you just tried to do. Remind you who is in charge in this room. In fact I think it will do you good to think about the consequences of your actions while I get ready for your next punishment.”
Patrick stood up and walked out of sight, even though I could still hear him close by. I let out a loud frustrated sigh and tried to center myself. My ass was slightly sore from the flogging, my pussy dripping wet with anticipation, and my face covered in my ruined makeup. My mind began to wander as I heard him shuffling and sifting through drawers and the opening of cupboards.
After what seemed like a half hour, he reappeared in my line of sight with a bottle of water and my favorite wand. I smiled and giggled knowing what was about to happen.
“You’re pretty pleased with yourself aren’t you Princess?”

I nodded my head vigorously, “Yes Sir, I always am.”

I’ve been teaching Golf Lessons to cover up being a slut [FM]

I started stripping while I was in college. It helped pay the bills and student loans. My club is one of the high end clubs in Las Vegas. I personally enjoy stripping, but its not for everybody.

Anyways, I’m making really good money, but then the pandemic hits. The club, and entire city shuts down, and I’m burning through my savings. My then BF, was a golf expert at this local course. Golf is booming, and he suggested being a beverage cart girl there. Basically look pretty, flirt and sell drinks to thirsty guys. Sure, why not, same skills as a stripper.

So I’m driving around the golf course, selling drinks. And it’s pretty easy. But what I never realized about golf. It’s basically a boy’s club. Bunch of guys hanging out, playing a sport, drinking, less inhibitations all around. And some of these men, when a pretty girl comes around, they can be forward and sexual, sometimes creepy. Maybe it was the isoloation of the golf course. No one around besides your buddies. Maybe a dirty joke, or a comment about my tits, or some wandering hands. Just like a strip club.

The best tip I got from my bestfriend’s older sister: always [M]ake her cum first

Back in my highschool days, my bestfriend was the typical tomb boy. She was great, cute and incredibly competitive. She was the youngest of 4 girls so I could see how hot she’ll get in the future. Fairly platonic relationship, but I can’t say I didn’t think about asking her out a few times.

Fastforward past highschool, first year in college, one of her older sister throws out a massive party. I sneakly ask my bestfriend to come. Their house is pretty much a mansion, when I come by there’s over 50 people there. My bestfriend and I are clearly the youngest there. We spend time together getting drunk and every chance I get I try to snoop on her older sisters. They were dressed sluttier the older they got. I still remember masturbating to her oldest sister’s prom photos back in the day so seeing her in a short skirt and a deep V cut black shirt was incredible. We played some games and I took way more shots then I should have. People started to leave, but we kept on going and I eventually mentionned I was still a virgin. I got a pretty big laugh out of my confession.

Part 3 – I [19m] fucked my co-worker’s [20F] face for my birthday [MF]

Thank you all for your interest. Here’s part 3

Tldr pt 1: I got some very enthusiastic head from a girl with D cup titties and a workplace (mall job) crush on me. It was bad timing for her to have her pussy eaten, so we waited for her birthday a few weeks later, for round two.

Tldr pt 2: we had a stolen moment in a dressing room at work which left me with a pair of soaking wet panties in my pocket and a night of fun ahead.

So after a bit of teasing in the dressing room at work, I let her leave first and I thought about baseball until my cock returned to a publicly accepted level of flaccidness. My boxer briefs had a large wet spot from the river of precum she caused, which honestly felt kinda nice, and in my pocket was a pair of wet panties which smelled intoxicating.

A ménage à trois part 1 [F][F][M]

This is a story I thought I had already told. It is from a few years ago so I hope I can tell it right.

I was talking with my bf about sex and our likes and dislikes and we came to the conclusion that we both would like a threesome consisting of my bf, me and another woman. And so began the search. We talked about the things we like in other women and what we would like for our threesome. We ended with the conclusion that there was a coworker of mine that lived up to our expectations. I also knew that she is kinky and up for this kind of thing. So I sent her a text explaining the situation and asked if she was free that saterday night. I got a text back almost immediately agreeing and she said she couldn’t wait.

We had some days that we had to work together before that saturday. Those days were filled with naughty smiles and flirting. One day we were in our storageroom alone and you could feel the sexual tention. We looked at each other, a sneaky smile appeared on her face. She came closer, whispered in my ear that she couldn’t wait to see me out of my clothes, then took a step back, turned on her heels and walked away.

My gym crush Pt. 2 [MM] [femboy] [20s] [masturbation]

[Pt. 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/11xpnin/my_gym_crush_pt_1_mm_femboy_20s_masturbation/)

>Hey, I saw your gym post. I’m pretty sure we both go to the same college. Go Wolves, lol Ps I think you’re cute

His hair stood on end. For some reason, he never thought someone from his own school would visit these subs. This person didn’t seem quite as pathetic as the others, and the fact that they went to the same school excited him. Even if he wasn’t interested in getting with them, the idea that someone nearby wanted him turned him on.

He wrote back, “Yeah? That’s crazy. Have you seen the comments on that post. A lot of people lining up to suck my cock haha You wanna join them? I could move ya to the front of the line”

“Hmmm.. Send a pic so I can see what we’re dealing with ;)”

Dylan had posted dick pics on Reddit before, but no one had ever asked him for one. He pulled down his waistband and smushed the mound of his pelvis with his left hand so that his shaft would look extra long.

“What do you say?”

It was excruciating waiting for a reply.

The life of a professional hucow: chapter 2- Molly receives her evaluation report and is taken to the hucow auction

**Introduction:** This is the second chapter of my ongoing hucow-focused erotica. The title of the series is yet to be decided but it’s focused on the life of a professional hucow working on a commercial hucow farm. Hope you enjoy it!

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# The hucow evaluation report

I woke up a little early the next morning but looking around the room, I found out that I wasn’t the only one who did. In fact, I was the last one to open their eyes even though it was barely past 5:30 AM. A few of my sister trainees were making small talk and the other ones were mostly keeping to themselves. Two of them clearly didn’t get any sleep last night and their eyes didn’t lie. Seeing a girl come out of the bathroom, I got up and went in to get done with my morning routine.

Inside the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, I actually thought I looked much better than most of the girls in my dorm room. I had a full night’s sleep and had morning puffiness in my eyes, cheeks, and lips. I was a little anxious but I didn’t look bad. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, and got out quickly to let the other girls have their turn.

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The Game – Part 1 (Fiction)

**TRIGGER WARNING!!!!! Contains mentions of Consensual Non-consent, Druging (Roofieing), Somnophilia, Hunting or Stalking, Sex and Sexual Content, Sexual Assault, R4pe, Public Sexual acts, and more possibly triggering sexual implications and activities. This work is a work of fiction and any possible connections drawn to real people or places are purely coincidental.**

They came up with it late one night lying in bed naked and high after a particularly intense evening of play. They lay there both breathing heavily still basking in the afterglow of being one with each other in the most primal way. Sweat still clinging to them glistening in the faint dull lights of the room.

“My God!” He choked out through the smoke of the joint he just lit before passing it to her.

“I… yeah… wow!” She replied through laboured breaths as she took the joint and took a hit of her own. Just then an idea came to his head one that he never thought could come true.

“You know what would be interesting?” He pondered aloud taking the joint back from her and hitting it again. While he did she slowly and gently kissed his torso.