As I slid my arms into my black leather jacket I realized it had been two months since I’d seen you last. My excitement grew as I made the drive downtown to your hotel. As if on cue I receive a text from you saying you’ve left me a key at the front desk and that I should just come on up while you shower and change for dinner. I collect my key and take the elevator up to the fourth floor. My breath is quick and the excitement has turned to butterflies in my stomach. I hear the electronic click of the door unlock and silently press the handle down, easing the door open. I hear water running and the unmistakable sound of a razor tapping on the side of the bathroom sink. Sinatra is playing and I hear you start singing along to ‘Volare’ as I tip toe across the room to a couch in front of the window. I quietly unzip my boots and climb onto the couch, arranging the pillows so that I’m perfectly propped up. I cross one leg over the other and adjust my skirt to reveal a bit more of my bare legs as I recline back and wait for you.
(32f) One date, two fucks [FM]
When I first dated my now fiance I immediately knew I liked him: he was so nice, sweet and funny, we talked about literature and art, philosophy and politics, totally clicked in every way – oh and he was hot. I didn’t think twice about going back to his when he offered on our third date (classic gentleman).
The problem was, and I don’t want to sound like a bitch, but it wasn’t very good. It’s since got better, but that first time was definitely a disappointment.
But luckily for me I had a back up plan.
I’d hooked up with this other guy before. He wasn’t relationship material, he was a bit of a meathead, but he knew how to fuck and he had no qualms with being my second of the night if necessary. He’d answered my late night texts like this before and if anything he seemed to like that I’d come running to him.
So I made my excuses about needing to go home because of an early start the next day and headed to the other guy’s house. Personally, at the time, I think it was a good idea: I got to have a really fun evening with one guy, without having to not get my brains fucked out by the other.
The Professor’s Tease [slow burn] [fm] [ff] [age 20’s – 40’s] [straight] [bi] [College girl, professor, and her roommate]
It was a continuous pattern with me, I had a hunger to be educated after such a long holiday.
Although, by second semester that hunger exchanged, and I longed for a holiday.
My mind is like that, I ebb and flow between all and nothing.
For instance, I used to read often, but now the motivation isn’t there as much after reading research papers so often.
Now when I do read for leisure, it’s something from under my bed after my roommate goes out for a date or some party.
Though I don’t think it would constitutes reading to most people.
Usually, every semester my mind picks a professor that I’m going to crush over. Last semester’s wasn’t that good, but he had his moments with poor dad jokes in the middle of class.
My online perusing and stalking led me to deduce he was a family man, and he had a nice jawline, well at least if you didn’t look too close.
But his ‘almost’ strong jaw muscles certainly came in handy in my imagination. If I’m being honest, his personality was pulling most of the weight though.
A Weekend With the Love of My Life [MF 40’s] [Romance] [Teasing] [Creampie]
It’s finally Friday, we’ve worked our asses off all week. I’ve so been looking forward to spending time with you. Friday night, let’s order in, we can have a few drinks and unwind. We can enjoy each others company, maybe watch a movie, listen to music, whatever let’s just be together.
Sure we’re together every night, but we don’t have to be anywhere this weekend. No commitments, no early morning rushing to get ready. Just the two of us, up to whatever naughty things we desire. Sure we need to get some chores done, that can happen Saturday afternoon. Saturday night we can go out for dinner and drinks. We can dress up, you know I love your gorgeous smile in everything you wear. But there’s something about you in that black dress with the heels. Your reddish blond hair made to perfection. Your petite frame, amazing breasts and perfect ass. You know it all makes my heart skip a beat. All the guys in the restaurant forget about their spouses for a minute. I’m the guy with you. That makes me lucky. We can be romantic. I can tell you how much I love you. How happy I am to spend the rest of my life with you. How happy you make me with just a little kiss. God it’s amazing to be in love with such a beautiful amazing person.
[MF] My wife wanted me to read part of her spicy book and that lead us to the bedroom.
My wife and I are both avid readers. I read mostly horror/thriller/suspense and really enjoy books featured in a wilderness setting. My wife reads mostly fantasy/dark romance/smut. She gets more time to read and read about 200 books last year to my 60.
I’ve always lightly teased her about reading porn while most people just watch it. We’ve never really read each other’s books because of our separate interests and we both just stick with what we enjoy. Don’t get me wrong. I love that she reads the books she likes, because she gets worked up from scenes in a book and then I get all the benefit from it.
We were sitting on the couch the other night both scrolling our phones looking for the next book to read as we had both recently finished books. We were chatting about our books and I made a comment about what I was looking for in the next book a I read and she mentioned her book and that it was pure top notch filth, meaning the spice was very good. She will occasionally make me read a line from one of her books just to see my reaction. I mean one time she had my read a couple pages where this chick got fucked with a gun and it was a little rapey….we’re not into that but she thought my facial expression was priceless and she’s usually just looking for a reaction like that. So I asked her what she mean by “top notch filth?” She said she highlighted a couple lines at the time of reading her recent book.
Being the bitch of a bitch (f/f)
Oh God I want to be on my knees in front of her. To be collared and leashed. To kiss her feet and lick her calves. To taste her wetness. To state up into her eyes and feel the sting of her slap across my cheeks. To beg as she spits on me and tells me who I belong to. I want to stare at her longingly as she grins, watching all her friends pound me into oblivion with their strap ons until I’m a quivering mess sobbing on the floor. To have her walk over and dry my tears with her thighs and taste ecstasy. Be fed a soft nipple of delight before she puts me back in my cage and I’m forced to listen to her boyfriend fuck her brains out all night long. In the darkness I hear her scream and thrash. Feel the walls shake and hear the sounds of wet gagging as she chokes on his pride and joy. My master becoming the bitch. What does that make me?
In the morning she’ll take the sheet of my kennel and smile. Take me out and whip me to feel powerful again. She’ll choke me until I pass out to be in control again. She’ll wake me from my stupor with a bite to my nipple and do it again. She’ll fuck me with something the size of Texas until I cry. Tell me I’m her bitch and remind me who owns my life as she traces her finger around her brand on my chest. And I’ll love her even more.
New Neighbours Part 3 – When The Wife’s Away [M39/F18] [cheating] [age difference] [age gap] [teen] [older man] [younger woman] [risky]
Part 2 is here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11f6iie/new_neighbours_part_2_the_family_barbecue_m39f18/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/11f6iie/new_neighbours_part_2_the_family_barbecue_m39f18/)
Mikey gave up trying to resist Lauren’s advances. He reasoned with himself that upsetting her could cause all kinds of problems if she decided to make a scene. Mikey decided the logical thing to do was to carry on with their secret little arrangement. Lauren was off to university in a few months in any case, and Mikey couldn’t see things continuing beyond then. He might as well make the most of his teenage lover while he still could!
So, for the next few months, Mikey’s life consisted of lots of ‘bike rides’ with Lauren and trying to maintain enough energy to satisfy his perennially horny wife. Life was pretty good.
It wasn’t all plain sailing. There were a few near misses along the way.
On one longer bike ride, Mikey and Lauren stopped for a rest at a picnic area. As usual, “rest” was just a code word for finding somewhere secluded for a quickie.
On this particular occasion, Lauren was bent forward over a picnic table, her cycling jersey wide open and her shorts around her ankles. Mikey had hold of Lauren’s hips and was slamming into her tight body, making her firm breasts jump with every thrust.
[M]y Ex [F] Lied
See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 11.
A bit of background before I tell this story. Gina, my girlfriend of many years (at the time) had started sleeping with other guys, with my permission. Over a few year period she had given her pussy and mouth to some of my friends, her coworkers and others. She’s one of those girls most everyone wants to fuck. Long dark hair, pretty face, small but shapely tits, a super tight 5’4 115 lbs. body, with a slightly exaggerated ass that always had guys heads spinning around to take a look. If you read my last story, you’ll know that she just started a new job and ended up going on a date with a customer. The date ended in his car, parked on a dark but busy city street, with him eating her out and her blowing him until he unleashed down her throat. She came right up to our apartment and I had my way with her immediately. She saw him again at work a few days later and he asked if she’d like to meet again that Saturday. She told me she felt really wet after speaking with him. When she went to the ladies room after he left, her panties were absolutely soaked. She knew her revelations made me steely hard. They set up a second date for Saturday. All I knew was that he was going to pick her up at the apartment in the afternoon and she’d be home at night.
[F]irst time with a woman
Hello! This is the story of how my first intimate time with anyone went, I hope you enjoy. This is also my first time writing about it.
I was 19 years old when I first invited her over, we both were new at this. It started off with us talking about our interests a couple days before, innocent at first, but then revealing our fantasies to each other, “Have you ever been with anyone? Or is this what you do with yourself to compensate?” I asked. “I’ve never done anything with anyone.” She replied, I decided to take a risk, “Would you like to try it out with me?”. I offered a friends with benefits relationship, and to my surprise she accepted. We planned on a day we would have free to explore each other in this new light, talking about limits and what our rules were for this first time experience with another person, and we were set to do this.
45 [M] getting ready for my 26 [F]WB to come over and be a good girl
I’ve written about her before, hot younger woman, and the age gap is only half the fun; tonight she’s coming over and she’s discovered she has a praise-kink, and will do literally anything if she gets called a good girl and generally praised. My imagination is vivid, so this should be a fun night…