Learning my place [FM]

So here is something a little different for everyone. There is no good subs to post erotic poetry so I decided to post it here. This poem is dedicated to u/tattedblondeshell who is the inspiration for it.

I want to sit alone upon a chair,

you standing in the center of the room,

watching as you strip completely bare

the curves of your body mine to consume.

for you to then saunter over gracefully

turn around, then bend over right in front of me.

with you bent over and I still in my seat

you pull my head toward your ass

and demand of me “now eat”;

then with my hands on your hips shaped hourglass

my face turns red flushed with blood

as my tongue touches your rosebud.

To your every command I will listen

to prove to you my full submission.

My tongue is purposeful and slow

and soon around the room your moans echo.

then you reach back to pull me in tight

despite the fact for air I fight.

But then comes a tremble and a shake

Fucking a Nurse with a broken leg on a couch in San Francisco, 2015 [MF]

Some years back I was visiting a friend in San Francisco. It was the end of the summer between my first and second year of grad school. I’d had a kind of dull summer and needed some fun.

I hadn’t seen Ben in several years, since we’d both lived in New York. I assumed he had probably changed somewhat in that time. We had done the most obnoxious, irresponsible things back in the day (college, mostly) and although I hadn’t necessarily changed much I figured that he, with his apartment near Union Square and a good job in research lab, would have.
Nope. Not in the least.

On the first day I arrived, he had a work event to attend; a sports event that only employees were invited to. So I hung out in his apartment, my stuff dumped on the couch I’d be sleeping on. I left for a little while, then came back, and he still wasn’t home. Hours passed. I got a drunk dial from him at one point. All right, so he was shit-faced. A couple more hours passed. Finally Ben got home, wasted, a hammer in his pocket (how he acquired a hammer remains a mystery). He had hurt his leg somehow. He ended up going to the E.R early the next morning because of his leg.

I [M] 21 fucked my friends little sister on a playground when I was supposed to be a sponsor for the church canoe trip.

At the ripe young age of 21 I was asked by other members of the church I grew up in if I wanted to go on the canoe trip they had planned for late July and was told that if I did, then I’d be considered an adult and expected to keep my younger brother and his friends in line throughout the course of the trip. We loaded up the bus and a few vans Sunday afternoon after service, took a group picture and ventured down the road, driving 4 of the roughly 5 hours required and were staying the night in a small town (an hour from the river) at a small church associated with ours.

After sweating my ass off in the bus most of the way there we arrived just in time for people from that particular church to all show up with their favorite dishes and before long we were ready to eat. As we began to mingle and meet members from the small town we heard all the stories. Grandma talking about her shit head grand kids that “only a grandma could love”. Farmers talking about lack of rain….. Or too much rain. I can’t really remember which.

[MF] Love and War and Love (Ch. 2)

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The drive back to the safehouse was mostly silent. Boz’d had the foresight to slump down on the street like any other addict, so the remainder of the enemy forces – whoever they were – had blazed past him en route to the ambush site without a second glance. He’d gotten up, got in the truck, and come the long way around, picking us up a few clicks from the target house. We’d moved on foot that entire way, expecting with every ragged breath to get shot in the back. The three of us (plus Amara) were a hunter-killer cell, not a platoon of infantry. Nobody had any illusions about being able to stand up toe-to-toe in a gunfight against multiple technicals of enemy combatants – not without air support, at least.

The drive was only *mostly* silent because there was a flurry of discussion in the beginning about what to do with Amara. We’d been about to drop her off at the nearest police station when Hooch realized that whoever had trapped the target compound with those hidden cameras had seen her face, too.

“Alright, looking for bright ideas, here,” he’d said. “What do we do with the girl?”

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The Swap Part 3 [M32F31][Swap][CreamPie][Passionate][Friends]

Gianna was giddy with excitement as she led Jeremy into the restroom; she was a self-described slut, and had kept the mindset, “variety is the spice of life,” for as long as she could remember. The number of sexual partners she has had at this point was in the hundreds. It was rare that they partnered with people they knew, so the precautions that she and Ty would normally take were thrown to the wayside tonight. She loved the throb of her lover’s cock inside her that moment that they could no longer restrain themselves. She rarely quite felt fulfilled…or should I say, filled. There was that feeling of satisfaction, but never quite fulfilled. The fact that they had agreed that condoms would not be used meant that she would soon feel the fulfillment she craved so very much.

[FM] My [19F] young and fiery first encounter with a friend I was wildly attracted to [20M]

Full disclaimer this is not so much of a “gone wild” story, but something that felt extremely passionate for me at the time, and I wanted to get down in writing.

My first very intense and toxic relationship, at 18 years of age, was coming to an end after my then boyfriend cheated on me while he was on a trip abroad. As it happens with first relationships, my world came crashing down, and I handled the situation badly. I was hurt, but I wanted to keep trying to save the relationship.

We “took a break” to think things through, but it was agreed that we wouldn’t be with other people during the break.

During that time I got really really close to a friend who constantly made me laugh, who I flirted with shamelessly, and who was just refreshing and there for me at a really hard time. He was also 100% what I would later label as “my type”. He probably defined what my type would later be. He had a no bullshit approach to my relationship situation and encouraged me to just dump the guy. He was totally right, but I was blind to it at the time.

Fiancé plays with Bull while I’m at work. [MF]

The first time my fiancé had sex with our bull when I wasn’t there, was pretty amazing. My mom had been visiting for 2 weeks, so we were behaving ourselves, while she was there. My mom was using my car, so she had to pick me up at work before being able to go home, and since my fiancé got off work an hour before me, she was always home alone for a while.

I texted her in the morning and suggested, that she play with him while I kept my mom occupied a little after she picked me up from work. It didn’t take too much convincing unsurprisingly, but I made it very clear, that if she was going to play, I still wanted to be included some way. She agreed that she would get him to take pictures, and send me text messages while they were having fun. It’s still 2 hours away before she goes home, and I already have butterflies in my stomach. I spent the afternoon doing stupid busy work, just to keep my mind occupied. It worked, fortunately enough, and the time came.

Getting Naughty in Public [MF]

I [M31] and wife [F25] are very adventurous specially when it comes to our sex life, we like to try different and new things.

We live in Pakistan and if you know it’s a very conservative society and doing something sexual in front of thousands of people is means inviting a trouble, but on the other hand it’s also fucking exciting.

We were at the Kerwella concert in Islamabad and as expected relatively a better educated and open minded crowd were at the event, the event started pretty boring but as the time passes the atmosphere started to getting cold as i was an open air concert means people are getting closer to eachother and because we were a bit high means loosen up a little and less care about the environment.

We were dancing and grinding on eachother bodies since the music started, but we didn’t do to much until we slowly put our hands in eachother jackets and moving trying to play with eachother bodies, we were very horny and nervous as it’s our first time getting physical in public, the excitement and thrill was driving us crazy and after sometime my hand were nearly touching her boobs and at the same time here hand found my left nipple and she just pinch it really hard and in reflex i grabbed her boob and press really hard as we do to bear the pain.

[M4F] using you in your sleep [NC, somnophilia]

We had a thing going, although you wouldn’t know would you? How we fucked, how i spent hours late at night devouring your body. And how when your alarm was about to go off id finish inside you, tell you I love you, and go back to my room.

This had been going on ever since I found out you were on heavy sleeping medications, although it started out as any fumbling relationship would. Tentative hands running on your body, making sure you were asleep. That was good enough for a time. But touches turned to grope, the meat of my hand digging into your bald little slit.

And you moaned, didn’t you kitten? Your back arched into me as I could feel you start to leak all over my hand.

From there, I had to have you.

The first time you were almost too tight to get it in. You gave a yelp in pain as I forcefully entered you. But the little sleepy moans never stopped. That was our first time, the start of our thing.

What’s a little fingering between friends?

It was the end of a long day at the beach and we were heading back to the area of town we all lived. Rick, Leanne, Kathy, Jessie and me had all met in college and were spending these last few weeks together before we headed back to our studies. Kathy and I had hit it off and had made out a few times but we never did the deed. Leanne was a little harder to read but her body spoke to me. Jessie was Rick’s girlfriend.

I was in the back Rick’s SUV. Jessie was up in front and I was sitting between Leanne and Kathy with all of us under a blanket. Leanne was on my left, reclined with her eyes closed not speaking. Kathy’s head was on my shoulder with her body pressed in close on my right. Kathy was holding on to my arm, clutching and releasing, using it to communicate with me while my soaked fingers explored under the bathing suit. She pretended to be asleep but was anything but.

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