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Sara & Alice: More than friends? pt. 10 “Fingers” [27] [FF] [romance] [lesbian] [ass play] [domme] [sub]

[pt. 1 “Dinner”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12of1g5/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_1_dinner_27ff/) | [pt. 9 “Tongue”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12vm1jf/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_9_tongue_27_ff/)

As I suck on her breast and feel the lingering throbbing of my own pussy, I realize I have no idea what to do with Alice now that I’ve caught her. I just promised to fuck her, but the only times I’ve brought a partner to climax were when a man was was inside me and I was in a considerably more passive role. I don’t know how to coax this out of Alice, but I want her to feel what I felt.

I’m far too intimidated to go for oral, especially after the virtuoso performance she just gave.

“*Just touch me, Sara,*” she whispers. I guess she could sense my hesitation. “*I just want to feel you touch me.*”

I inch my fingers down her stomach, through her bush, until I find her warm, flowering pussy waiting for me.

She’s positively drenched.

Alice groans as I slide my fingers up and down. With her on top of me like this, it’s easy to find her clit, and I slowly circle it with my middle finger.

“*That’s good, Sara*.” Read more »

I let him AMA in person (part 2) [F]

Please make sure you go back and read part 1 for the background and run up.

Ok, where were we. Right, test is over, spring break has arrived.

He and I made plans as to when, the location being my place. We had to wait a few more days, but it meant I would have the house to myself, so we could be open, and unfiltered, and wouldn’t have to worry about people listening in. Though in hindsight, if we would have talked at a public place where people might be walking by every now and again, that could have made it even more exciting. The day arrived, he had planned on coming over just after breakfast, and the plan was we would just sit and talk with no time frame in mind. The conversation would take us where it would, and if it took all day, that was fine.

My childhood friends recently divorced mother [MF]

I had known her since I was a kid. Her house was one of the spots my friends and I would always be welcomed at. From the middle school years all through high school, we had many good times over at my buddies house.

His mom, Sheila, was a welcoming host, and to be honest I always had a bit of a crush on her. She had dirty blonde hair which she usually kept fairly short but stylish and a pretty face with soft pillowy lips. Something about those lips always lit a fire to my imagination growing up. She also had a curvy, soft body – probably could be considered a little chubby, but to my eyes she always seemed warm and inviting.

I was just a kid and she was happily married, so this was one of those things that I would fantasize about in private moments. As I got older I began seeing her far less frequently but would continue to fantasize about her from time to time.

As the years passed I fell out of touch with her son. I was now in my early 30s and living a few towns over from where I had grown up, and where Sheila still resides. Read more »

Daydream [FM] [oral] for him

My gaze locked on to his. Shivers broke across my spine and fluttered down my arms. The gentle hum of voices in the room drifted away and the lights seemed to dim, enhancing his presence to god-like proportions.

His chair creaked as he rose and my heart skipped a beat with it. His nimble fingers fastened the final button on his suit as he sauntered toward me, his eyes never leaving mine. I imagined them dancing across my naked skin.

I was sure the others could see, could feel, the sparks that lined the air of his path.

I licked my lips as he closed the distance between us. His pants pulled against the outline of his cock with every step.

Oh, what I would do with that.

My mouth salivated at the thought of having him between my lips and on my tongue. I could already taste the saltiness of him, feel the strength of him as he slid his length down my throat. I could feel his hands brush through my hair, gently at first, then firmly to brace against me as his thrusts grew harder, faster, and more desperate. Like only I could satisfy his need for release. Read more »

[FM] Just let a former student’s father cum in me after spin class

This one was a bit out of nowhere. I went to my early spin class this morning before work. The usual routine. I noticed the guy two bikes over from me paying extra attention and smiled at me like we knew each other. He’s handsome in that older dad way. I kept feeling his eyes on me throughout class. At the end as I was toweling off, he approached me and introduced himself as Kyles dad from two years ago. We caught up on our way out of class on how his son was doing. I was a bit embarrassed I didn’t recognize him and on top of that I was drenched in sweat, but he was really nice and he kept putting his hand on my shoulder and arm as we talked. He abruptly asked me if I wanted to go grab a coffee next door before I headed over to school. We agreed to meet there in 30 minutes so I could shower for work at the gym. Read more »

The Study Break: Not [M]y [F]irst Time

In college, I had a good friend with whom I had an on-and-off relationship. She was smart, beautiful, and way out of my league. She had an off-campus apartment, which helped in facilitating our purely sexual relationship. Our encounters took the form of “study breaks,” and they never lasted more than an hour or so. Let’s call her Meg.

One night, while writing a paper in my dorm room, the guy across the hall knocked.

“Call for you. Don’t be long, I need to phone my parents.”

I grumbled something, nodded, and picked up the phone.

“Hi.”

“Would you mind grabbing a cheese pizza and some soda? Come over to my apartment in about an hour? I have an exam tomorrow and I need a study break.”

“Yes ma’am.”

I ordered, picked up, and arrived on schedule. She took the pie and carried it to the kitchen, where I noticed the table was covered in books, binders, and notes.

“I’m so hungry,” she said, retrieving a slice from the box. Even when she was studying she was hot. She was wearing running shorts, a sports bra, and socks. Her dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Read more »

Joyce Gets A Present, Part 2 [52F, 53M, 23F, 25M] [Swinging] [Foursome] [Age Gap]

[Continued from Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12xi20s/joyce_gets_a_present_part_1_52f_53m_23f_25m/).

“Can I kiss it?” Alice said it loud enough for the room to hear, and Theo glanced up, meeting Joyce’s stare. He said nothing, made no gesture, merely stared into his wife’s face while she moaned under her breath. “Go sit between the boys,” came the follow-up.

Joyce sat herself down between Marcus and Theo, her hands falling on each of their legs. She couldn’t bear to look at Marcus, just yet. She shuffled a little further and let her knees fall open, and lay back, propping herself up just enough to look at Alice as she positioned herself between her legs. Theo had leaned back to stay level with her face, and looked at her husband’s expression of confused arousal close-up. “Is this okay?” she whispered.

Another lingering pause where Theo seemed unable to answer. Alice’s lips met her clit wetly, planting kiss after noisy kiss on the throbbing nub. Joyce arched and let out a moan of pure surprise, reaching over with her right hand to grab her husband’s head and pull him in for a kiss as wet and urgent as she’d shared with Alice. She moaned into his mouth, and to her surprise, he moaned back, his left hand reaching across to smear his palm across both her breasts, grasping and fondling. They kissed, enlivened and urgent, while Alice lapped at her pussy, drowning it with spit and nuzzling in deep to bring her tongue up between her lips and suck loudly on her clit. Read more »

As you start reading this, its already too late for you. (An updated interactive experience!)

**Warning:** This post makes use of *extremely persuasive* speech. DO NOT read this post if you’re in public or would need to have your wits about you for the next few hours. This post can and WILL leave you feeling *extremely aroused and obedient*.

Consider this your *first and last warning*. What happens next will be *completely on you*.

If you got through three warnings and still thought, “What an intimidating gimmick, I’m sure I’ll be able to handle this just fine.” You’ve already made your *first mistake*.

You *underestimated* the *power* my *words* can have over you.

*Nothing can save you from what is to come*, but question is *do you even want to be saved*. After all, you know what this sub is about. You didn’t just misclick your way here, did you?

No, *You wanted to be here*. You want everything some of my compatriots have to offer. ***You want to be taken, you want to be broken. You need someone to have their way with you.***

But well, you *never* were one to make *thoughtful decisions* were you? Or maybe my words have found you in a particularly *rare* moment of weakness, as you feel ***extremely aroused*** looking for just the right arrangement of words which will hit just the *right spot*. Read more »