[MF] Gotta Love a Good Facefuck

Well, we’ve been doing this fun thing recently where my boyfriend, A, gets up for work each morning really fucking early. About 20 minutes later I’ll start moving, but usually that’s just me sitting in bed naked and playing with the dog. A will come back in the room to do some stretching and get dressed. Well, as he puts his boxers on his stiffy just kinda pokes out. That’s when I attack and give him some morning head. Shit just looks inviting you know?

Due to time constraints, this tends to turn into quick doggy after about five minutes of me slobbering all up and down this handsome dick and having it pushed deep into my throat. He nuts, sometimes for the second time as we’ve already gone for one round at 4:45 AM and we’re both happy. He leaves for work. So on and so forth.

Yesterday though, that really set the tone for my day. I was so horny all morning. An hour or two after he left I played with my dildo and vibrator for a while to get off. Using the dildo on my tight, wet, warm, little cunt while imagining his hand around my throat is always a personal favorite. A couple hours later I got bored with work and what better to kill some time than scroll through Reddit’s dirtier side? That led me to reading a phenomenal bit of erotica and rubbing my clit until I came again.

The Lonely Tinder Wife [MF] – Part 1

I matched on tinder with this lonely lady stuck in a bad marriage q while back. I asked quite a bit of her over a multiweek period, and afterwards, asked her to write out everything she felt. Nothing is sexier/kinkier than raw authenticity.

*I can’t remember how long ago it was when we first talked. I remember that I saw your picture and knew immediately that I wanted to know you. You’re the only person I initiated a conversation with on tinder. You’re the only person I pursued at all. I remember you were an asshole, a lot of the time. And sometimes that made me laugh, and sometimes it pissed me off. But you stayed in my mind. I wanted you to talk to me. I wanted you to boss me around a little.*

Samantha’s Transformation Part 2 [Futa] [FM] [FF] [Transformation] [Big Dick] [Femdom] [Anal]

*This is a pretty direct continuation and might be a bit confusing if you don’t start with* [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/i3x7vo/samanthas_transformation_part_1_futa_fm/)

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“Hey Indigo! Glad you finally picked up, long time no see.” Samantha said into her cellphone as she walked.

“Who is this?”

“Samantha!”

“Oh my god, Truthfully?”

“Why would I lie to my college sweetheart?”

“Awww, shucks. You.”

“Listen, can I see you today? I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes. Something exciting.”

“Huh. Well, yeah you can come by… maybe around 3? Now that you mention it… I might have a surprise for you too.”

“Is that so?” Samantha said, giggling. She had a feeling hers was better, but remained intrigued by what her friend had to offer. Indigo was always full of good ideas, after all. “Well, I’ll see you in a few hours, sweetie. Bye for now.”

Naughty Magic: Angie pt 1

Stan Jones, #9, All American football star. Starting quarterback for his D1 team, team captain, and leading candidate to watch for the Heisman. Everyone loves him, typical “women want him, guys want to be him” kinda thing. GPA of 3.7, impressive even without his athletic distractions. Asshole.

Don’t get me wrong, he’s a “nice person” and all. But he’s completely overshadowing my boyfriend, Brent Stallor! #13, “backup quarterback?!” They don’t even give him the chance to shine like the phenomenal star he is! Makes me so mad, I could kill someone. …not that I would. It’s just so unfair. He led our highschool team to three state championships, practically winning two of them single handedly. Stan totally knows he’d be replaced in an instant if my Brent ever gets any real time on the field, that’s why he doesn’t let him off the bench unless our team is already up by 30. That’s why we’re going to some BS “Cotton Bowl.” Someone needs to do something to avoid another disaster.

[MF] I found my ex-girlfriends porn collection of her with the guys she fucked

Few years ago I met my ex-girlfriend on a trip to a foreign country for the vacations.We met in a club on the new years eve and we immediately hit it off. We had an amazing sex in our hotel the same night, and continued to do so in the next few days every night. We really liked eachother so when we came back to our home country we started to chat all the time, but we couldn’t see eachother since she studied in another city.

We finally found some time to meet a month later as she came for a few days to visit her parents. We were really horny from all the sexting we did in the past month, so we took a car and drove off to the woods to fuck eachothers brains out. We got in the back seats and she started to suck my dick in the matter of seconds. All of the sudden she stopped and pulled out her phone and told me to take a video of her sucking me off. It was really weird to me, because I was usually the one that suggest that to the girls. “I wanna watch it when I’m horny” – she said, and it made me really horny that she is such a good slut. I didn’t last long after all that and end up cumming into her mouth. She gave me a kiss on the lips with a mouthfull of cum, opened the door and spit it out.

A family gathering

Mary turned the minivan into onto her parents’ street and pulled to a stop. The 3-hour drive to visit her family had been exhausting and she was looking forward to relaxing with a glass of wine and catching up with her sisters.

The kids were unbuckled and out of the car as soon as the engine was off. Bolting up the drive and weaving in between the parked cars, they raced to the backyard immediately in search of their cousins. Mary and her husband, Rob, moved more slowly towards the front door.

Mary knew how tough these visits were on Rob. She took his hand in hers, squeezed, and said “I love you,” just as the front door swung open to reveal Mary’s father.

Tom looked the perfect grandfather with his sweater, khakis, bushy grey hair….and massive erection tenting his pants. He nodded to Rob and then broke into a grin as his eyes swiveled to Mary.

“Well, “ he said, “if it isn’t my favorite daughter!”

Mary wasn’t fooled. “Jesus, dad!” she said, pointing to his crotch, “Already?! I just spent 3 hours on the road. You couldn’t have had somebody else help you with that? Mom…Katie…Aunt Gina? Hell, Mikey could have taken care of you. It has to be me?”

Alternative Rent Payment: Enjoying my Toy Alone (MF) (anal)

Over the next few days, we would enjoy our toy while the other watched, occasionally using one of her free hands or mouth if available to join in, and then return and fucked each other later. I reveled exploring Nina’s body and watching Bria enjoy the same.

One night, Nina and Bria went to another friend’s house for some happy hour drinks, while I sat around watching tv. After a few hours, they returned and Bria went to bed. I was still chilling on the couch when a slightly tipsy Nina plopped next to me. “Oh sorry, I’m blocking your bed now.”

I made to get up, but she said, “it’s no problem. I’m just hanging out now.” We settled in watching for a little bit, chatting. Not a lot else was going on, so the conversation quickly returned to our housing agreement. She reaffirmed that rather than finding a problem, she was loving the agreement. “Really?”
“Yea, you have been fucking me so good. Bria and I have been so surprised how much we love playing with each other. Even did a bit while we showered before leaving.”

An Okcupid meet up [MF].. Long post

Some context: We met on Okcupid. Both had minimal, discrete profiles. This was before the internet dating scene became so normal and widely accepted. Each of us had a few profile pics up just showing our faces. Firing messages back and forth and knowing we were within close distance of each other (2 miles), we exchanged numbers and felt we should meet up. After a few text messages, I called her on my way home from work the next day. She enthusiastically answered the call, almost caught by surprise and intrigued to hear my voice. We got a sense of each other from a playful and teasing conversation. She was well spoken (slightly posh), soft voice and a cute laugh / chuckle. I started building a picture in my head around what she looked like. I knew she’d be doing the same. She text’d me right back after talking “I can’t wait to meet you now ;)”. We left things open but agreed drinks for Friday night.

The Sharp Edge of the Veil – Ch 1 [MF][Urban Fantasy]

## Chapter 1 – In the Beginning There Was Darkness

The fist hit my nose like a malformed sledgehammer. It hurt. And when I say hurt, I don’t just mean in the physical way. It hurt my pride more than anything. The fist was withdrawn once more and the face of the ugly man wielding it showed through a swimming of stars.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t hit you again.”

I blinked the tears out of my eyes and worked my mouth, trying to form words. It went all right.

“You shouldn’t hit me,” I mumbled, blood running down from my nose into my mouth. “Cause your girlfriend’s pussy tastes like salmon.”

The last word came more like sermon due to a broken lip. But he got the drift. The fist hit me again.

Early morning with Bibianna (Snippet from larger story) [M/T][Oral]

This is a snippet from a larger story. You can read [Day 1](https://www.reddit.com/user/BlkFenix89/comments/i5ki9g/darys_doubts_day_1_part_1/) here. Enjoy!

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Everyone’s been pretty stressed since the lockdown was announced, so I think this morning I’m going to surprise the girls with a big breakfast like my dad used to do for me. It’s the least I can do, plus it feels great taking care of everyone.

As I walked into the kitchen, I noticed a surprisingly dressed down BiBi. There were no fake lashes, nails, pink hair, or even breast forms. Her face was instead framed by a short pixie cut, revealing the soft features of her face. This was hands down the cutest I’d ever seen her. She looked all the part of a petite punk girl with the dark eyeshadow and lipstick she still wore. She was leaning against the counter beneath the mugs. One of which she now held cradled in her slate grey tipped fingers as steam rose filling the room with lavender. She was wearing a fuzzy seafoam green robe. Quite casually I might add. The knot, that was more or less holding it closed, loose. It seemed that the slightest tug would leave BiBi’s obviously bare chest exposed. My mind ran through options of what panties she’d be wearing today, settling on something innocent and cotton adding to her more subdued look.