I have a rather unique fetish. I have a very strong fetish/fantasy for men transforming. specifically men transforming into pigs. I’ve always really been into transformations. Like how it is shown the movies, when a man is turning into a werewolf for example. But i really love pig transformation, specifically happening on men. It turns me on like nothing else. Imaging his ears growing out. His nostrils stretching, nose widening/flattening. Pushing out into a snout. shirt ripping. a curly tail sprouting out of his pants in the back. His groans and cries turning into squeals. Falling to all fours and continuing to change until he is a full pig. A classic pink farm pig.
Car park
Eastwood Sydney Australia
20-year recollection.
The lady in the car next to me was probably on her lunchtime and reading a newspaper. There was no porn on a screen back then. The sexiest easy on the eye material was advertising material or pictures of attractive people on the socialite pages.The paper was propped up on the steering wheel covering her lap.
When I parked next to her, I could tell she was watching me.
I could sort of feel it. The glance that’s not a glance.
Because of this feeling, as I got out of the car, I took my time, fumbled around, and checking my stuff just so I could check her out a bit without staring directly.
I got the impression of a 35ish, female, solid bumps uptop, un revealing work wear.
I noticed the article clear as day, propped up on the steering wheel as I got out of my car. What she was reading was titled ” the male condition.” it was a large title across the top of two pages.
I think that was as sexy as it got back then for women wanting porn, short of going to an adult store.
23 [F] Squirting in a hotel room beside my friend after a week of frustration
Last week I was on holiday with a friend, sharing a room. We were together the whole week and had a great time, but I’m usually an orgasm a day kind of girl, so by day 5 I was starting to get a little crazy.
Crazy as in, absentmindedly rubbing my nipples through my shirt on the train trying not to moan, sneaking off to the bathroom to rub my clit but never having enough time to finish, staring at every cylindrical object I saw and thinking about shoving it in my pussy til I came. Essentially, I spent the week edging and torturing myself with no hope of an orgasm in sight.
I decided I was going to run myself a bath one night and just relax, since I don’t have a bath at home. I also thought this might be my only opportunity to have a little alone time, since my friend was heading to bed early that night. As it turned out, I couldn’t even wait for the tub to fill before I made myself cum.
My former teacher [MF] texted me that her husband is away for the weekend – Part 2
So few days ago I posted about how my former English teacher texted me that her husband is away for the weekend. I took your advice and went for it.
At first, I wanted to be subtle, so I just asked her what are her plans, if she is going out with her friends or what. She said no because her social battery ran out and wants to be alone. I replied “that’s a shame”. She asked me the same question, I answered that I have some plans but my evenings are free.
Tbh the word “alone” made me think she doesn’t want to meet. That and the fact that she is a bad texter – she didn’t reply to my last text. But reading your comments made me overconfident so I broke the rule and double texted her… after couple of hours.
“hey i know you said you want to be alone but if you want to go out for a drink or two let me know” No reply for hours, I was anxious asf. And after hours of torture she finally replied: “We definitely should do that”
Me and my slutty friend in Goa Day 2 contd. [MF] Mud bath and fun
Off to a great start on our Goa trip, Shweta and I decided that we start exploring even more places and experiences😋 Shweta was at the top of her game and had decided to try out anything as it comes along.
Vinay, from our previous day, had fallen for her and still checking on her. Shweta would continue teasing him with some wild selfies through out the trip 🤣
Day 2
We decided to shift further north a bit away from the popular beaches. Booked a 2 storeyed Airbnb near the beach. Barring a few local houses nearby, there weren’t many people around. We practically had the whole beach to ourselves.
We had a great view of the ocean even from our terrace,and even a beautiful backyard garden surrounded by coconut trees and dense foliage where we could enjoy our private time😊
Both of us unpacked our stuff and decided to hit the beach immediately. Shweta coaxed me to try out our tiniest bikinis as we knew no one would be there to disturb us. So we both decided on our G-strings, I put on a Bandeau top and Shweta wore the classic triangle top. Clicked a few shots for socials and off we went for the sea.
Spit-roasting the school bully’s sister. [MF]
I’m going all the way back to my late teenage years for this story.
A brief bit of background. There was a girl, Rachel, in my class all through primary school. She was only significant to me in those years in that her brother was the major bully in our school and, for nearly a whole year, made the life of me and four of the other guys in my class absolute hell. He was four years older than us and, honestly, we had no chance. Snitching just didn’t happen back then. We tried to fight back a few times but it didn’t end well. It only stopped when he went to secondary school.
Time was a healer. We got on with our lives and largely forgot about him, bar the occasional conversation about how things might be if we met again when we were all older.
Rachel went to the local all-girls’ school. We were in the equivalent all-boys’ school. I didn’t see her much from 12 through 18, until a couple of our mutual friends started dating and we found ourselves at the same house parties. I was at university at the time, only about an hour away, and would often come home on weekends if there was something interesting happening.
The smell of sex
I can feel the bulge between my legs, urgent, can sense the veins standing proud against the soft cotton bedsheet. I turn and lie on my hip, the tip of my cock now touching it.
Quick check between my legs, and yes. My balls are heavy and pulled close. So I gently thrust feeling the friction against me. My mind wanders.
…Neither of us has been awake for long, me naked, you in black panties and vest top. As always we lay there for a few minutes, looking at each other, assessing the mood. Then the deep kisses, me taking in the dishevelled hair and lack of make up – my favourite look on you. The intertwining of tongues, and as you turn your back, I pull you close.
The effects of the previous nights play still lingers along with the scent of your sex, the delicious tang, a giveaway that you’re getting wet already which arouses me further. Your backside pressing close to me ‘somebody’s awake’ you say drowsily. A typical understatement. My morning hard on vigorous.
[FM] hatefacefucking at the comedy show, a love letter
*A few days til I can post. No problem. Maybe it will give me more time to regain lucidity and delete this all.*—
“I can’t make decisions for you,” you said. Fine. I gave my phone to my friends and told them to make it instead. They fumbled with it.
“You need a fucking iPhone,” Kim lamented.
“God, who even uses an Android anymore?” Skye grabbed the phone from Kim.
“It’s a MOTOROLA,” I cried. A Motorola that belonged to my boyfriend.
“No more Josh,” Skye concluded, handing me back the phone. “Deleted, blocked, and out of your life.”
I groaned into the blanket, clutching the bottle of Bombay Blue that I wasn’t able to choke down.
“Thank you. But I want him.”
“He gets off on seeing you play the game,” Kim said, rubbing my arm. “This is what men do.”
“Plus, he’s probably ugly anyway.” Skye laughed. “After all, after seeing that other guy, I don’t know if I trust your taste…” She was talking about the boy we had walked by in the cafeteria, who I had sucked off two years ago, and who was SUPPOSED to be far away in Philly.
Looking for erotica recommendations
I’m looking for some erotica to share with my SO. She’s straight, and fairly vanilla. What’s the best or most highly acclaimed collection of hot stories of fairly mainstream sex activities? I’m open to giving her stories that might be a little more risky/kinky than what she’s used to but I also don’t want to turn her off by something too extreme.
Thoughts and suggestions?
Thanks!!!
Part 4 Motorway fun [M40F25] [MF] [voyeur] [public] [masturbation] [oral] [cheating] [affair] [blowjob]
Chris 40 is married and having and affair with Sarah 25 who he manages.
Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zwntqm/the_beginning_mf_m40f25_fiction/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Part 2 [here ](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zzunx0/the_work_meeting_mf_oral_officesex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Part 3 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/1076mjp/part_3_the_next_step_m40f25_cheating_officesex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)
Following on from their first proper fuck in the office Chris and Sarah managed to keep their affair secret, no one knew or suspected. They both started working late more often, or if they had a meeting it was always in the most out of the way meeting room. It was always rushed, fun but rushed, not that either of them minded.
Chris was keen to get Sarah out of the office, he set up a meeting with a new client that was a good couple of hours drive away. That would give them an excuse to be out the office all day. To make the most of the day Chris had asked for the meeting to be early in the day and the clients had obliged. This meant Chris and Sarah would be leaving early but all that meant was his wife would have less time to nagg him at breakfast. Chris had agreed with Sarah to meet at the office before Seven, that should give them plenty of time to get there, have the meeting that spend the afternoon together.