Our freshman year came to a close and Sarah and I (Olivia) went home for the summer. Being from the same town what it actually meant is that we got to fuck each other senseless for a few months without the regular school stress. We got home and spent some time with our families before we decided to meet up for a movie night. We had done these ever since Sarah had moved across the street from me. It would be in one of our rooms, we’d put on cheesy movies, usually rom coms, and then just be able to be ourselves. We’d lounge around in cozy outfits, do each others nails, try out new hair and make up styles, and gossip. This time however along with the usual we of course fooled around and enjoyed the excitement of having to be quiet in a house full of family.
Meeting Someone New Part 2 [F/TF][18+][Fiction]
*This is a work of fiction and all characters are over 18.*
*Continued from* [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/111f2zv/meeting_someone_new_ftf18fiction/)
Joan called me the next morning and we agreed to meet at the coffee shop again. The weather was slightly warmer but I still had to wear my heavy coat. Joan was waiting inside when I arrived.”You look extra cute today.” She said.”Thanks. ” I said. We ordered our drinks and took a seat in one of the booths. She sat close to me and laid her hand on my thigh. I didn’t move away.
“I’m glad you decided to come back again.” She said.
“Me too. You were absolutely fantastic last night. ” I said.
“Really?” She asked.
“Absolutely. ” I said as I leaned in and kissed her cheek.
“I was a little afraid last night that I wouldn’t see you again. ” She admitted.
“I did really enjoy it and would never ghost you. ” I said.”Thank you. ” She said.
We talked about everything from work to hobbies. My curiosity grew as she told me about her family and friends. I noticed she was starting to fidget and bite her lip.
NC Fantasy Snippet: Forced Orgasm Training at the Gyno
Forced orgasms need to be standard practice for gynecologists. It’s part of my training for learning how to be a good girl. My legs need to be spread and bound open to display my pussy for anyone who walks in. Keeping my pussy properly displayed for anyone who wants to see it. It’s desensitization. It’s muscle memory. The humiliation of it psychologically reinforces my submission and obedience to male superiority.
I blush and bite my lip during the initial inspection. He doesn’t warn me when he spreads open my smooth, soft labia with one hand and rubs my clit with his other. He stares into my eyes, watching my stunned, unsure reaction as he deliberately stands between my spread legs and rubs my little clitty.
I gasp. I look up at him, then to his fingers rubbing between my labia, then back up at him. “Wait..wha..what are you doing?” I wiggle in the chair, trying to avoid his touch to the most sensitive part of my body, but the straps around my calves, thighs, hips, belly, and the rest of my body prevent me from escaping. I can’t do anything to stop him.. I’m helpless. I look up at the gynecologist with wide eyes as the reality of my circumstances set in.
The Prisoner: Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy [FFM 20s-30s] [Orc] [Fantasy] [Fdom/Msub] [Bondage] [NonCon] [Breeding] [Long]
**Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy**
Varden awoke on his back, arms above his head, on the rug of the command tent. He glanced down, expecting to find himself covered in bruises. Instead, he was covered by a thin blanket, woven of some soft material.
The act of lifting his head and looking down sent splitting pain through his head. Gods, that powder. What had it done to him?
“Ah! You’re finally awake. Splendid,” a woman’s voice announced beside him.
He craned his neck, seeing Lorel lounging on a large dining chair at the head of her oak table. A spread of food was placed before her, the delicious smells wafting his direction. His stomach grumbled; he hadn’t eaten in… Wait, how long had it been?
Lorel was dressed, thankfully. She wore a pair of high leather boots, soft looking pants, and an elaborate tunic of silk, some kind of woolen shirt peeking out beneath the sleeves. She looked comfortable, like a human noble might, though far more casual.
“How long did I sleep?” he croaked. His throat was raw.
“Oh, twelve, fourteen hours,” she responded in a nonchalant tone. “It’s supper time. Hungry?”
Dressing provocatively ended up with me getting fucked [f]23
I tend to be the kind of girl that dresses more conservatively a lot of the time. Sure, I have a adequate amount of extremely sexy lingerie but a lot of the time, you wouldn’t realize it judging by what I wear. Even at social occasions I tend to dress in a pretty chilled manner… unless I’m in the mood to get fucking pounded that night.
Case and point being this one evening, I was feeling particularly horny, because listening to your friends brag about how they get roughly pounded by their significant other will do that to you. I know where my assets lie so I wear a tight red mini dress with ample space to show off my huge double D tits. We arrive at the bar, me and my two girlfriends and within maybe 20 minutes we’re already sat with a group of guys.
It doesn’t take long for me to get to eye-fucking one of the guys, you know, the kind where you can almost reach out and touch the sexual tension between us. Before you know it, we split from our group and sit at the bar. I make the first move, real him in and plant my lips on his. Obviously he goes straight for my tits and I pull away and whisper in his ear “do you want to have them in your mouth tonight?”
I sucked the cock of a stranger [F]
This happened yesterday. A friend of a friend hosting a party kind of thing. Wasn’t planning to attend much, but my main plan for the night fell through.
Party was sort of nice. They had some champagne and it was awesome. I had made some pastries and people liked them. I drank a few glasses of wine, and danced with some guy. He was a bit grabby, but I didn’t necessarily mind. I let him grab my ass and squeeze my breasts against him.
At the end of the party, it was just a handful of us left. Guy I danced with came back and offered me a beer. Not a big beer drinker, but really felt like drinking a bit more that night. Most of my friends had left. We talked for a minutes, and then he started complimenting me. Said I was pretty and all. I don’t get complimented often, so I blushed a bit. He asked if he could kiss me. Sure, why not.
When I was back in college I used to wear no underwear and spread my legs in front of the lecture so he could see [F]
There was one male teacher I thought was kinda attractive too. Whenever I had class with him, he looked over at me a few times so thought what better chance to tease, especially since I was sat at the back and nobody would be able to tell.
So one day when he looked over, I spread my legs slowly and put up my knee at the height of the table so he could definitely see my bald, teen pussy. I could tell he was looking right at it and he started smirking, and I smirked back. Then I put down my leg and we got on with class. I did this pretty much every time I had class with him. You bet he used to look over more.
I still wonder if he thinks about it now, the girl sat at the back of his class opening her legs and showing him her young, shaved tight little pussy.
[M40/F28] Saw my FWB in the grocery store [Public] [Bathroom] [FWB] [Creampie]
I was annoyed. I pushed the restroom open and looked. Empty. I reached back out the door and grabbed a slippery when wet sign that was laying under the water fountain. I slammed it open and sat it in front of the bathroom door.
“There,” I growled. I grabbed Taylor by the arm and yanked her into the bathroom, barely stealing a glance to see who saw me.
I came into grocery store because it was Wednesday and that meant half price sushi. It had been a long day and I was trying to better my mood. I spotted Taylor as I was heading back across the store from this same bathroom.
I didn’t expect to actually run into her for the first time in months even though we lived in the same town. She was pushing an empty cart when we saw each other. I stopped in my tracks, curled my finger at her, and stalked back to the bathroom.
It was pretty bold of me to assume she’d follow. But she was there, minus the cart, when I looked behind me.
Finally fucking my big-titted friend. [MF] [Fiction] [OC]
This is a repost after my last account was zucked. I have the original follow on parts but am considering rewriting them.
For a little background, I (Male, 25) have been friends with Jen (26) for the better part of ten years. Over the years we’ve had some close encounters with each other, but never fucked. Typically one of us would be in a relationship when the other was single, or simply too far apart to make anything feasible. However, the chemistry has always been there and it is undeniable. We have always been incredibly open with our sex lives to each other, and pretty well know exactly what it takes to get each other off. We are also pretty well acquainted with each other’s bodies, having seen everything there is to see other than my cock and her pussy. For reference, I am 5’11 inches, muscular but lean, brown haired, moderate stubble covers my defined jawline, and keep my other body hair in check. Jen is 5’6, blonde, fit, carries a cute ass, and all natural 34E tits.
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Watch What You Say [MF]
This isn’t so much a story of the sexiest time of my life, but I hope it makes it onto Saturday Night Live somewhere down the line. In my free time time I work as a music producer and this has led me to meet some very, well lets just say unique indivuals. One night over the pandemic a rapper I was working with at the time asked me to participate in a music video for a local rapper that I had previously worked with and as such I had to dress for the part. The concept of the music video featured a staged party with the ensemble cast progressively getting into more trouble over the course of the song. I showed up in a basketball jersey and sunglass, with my flowing blonde hair and expensive sneakers making me the ideal fraternity brother for the camera. One thing separates me your typical fraternity brother though. I am 5’2”, which by most definitions is fairly short. Now one thing any fraternity brother is an expert at is flirting with women at party, and boy did I. Each of the cast members separated off into their designated sections of the party, and I wound up next to a gorgeous brunette named Danielle with an ass to die for and a 5’10” figure that was very easy on the eyes. She was also socially off I guess? She would say things that might make one double take occasionally, and in thinking with my dick I never stood back and took this into account. In between takes I would chat her up, learning about where she was from and completing her outfit. She was dressed in yoga pants and a crop top, and very little was left to the imagination. I would instantly get half mast looking her ass as she danced during the shoot, and she’d smile back at me when the bass would kick in on the chorus. During the shoot the camera grew angry at the time the cast wasted in between them, but this only gave me more time alone with Danielle.