Across the Courtyard – Part 3 (FM)

[Link to Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ht20ka/across_the_courtyard_part_2_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

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The warmth of the morning sun crept up on my face, stirring me from the dreams of last night. I had dreamt that I was falling off a building after chasing someone all the way up. It was a woman, asking me to follow her. I had reached the top of the building when all of a sudden the floor collapsed beneath me. I fell, grasping for anything but only finding air. I felt the terror course through me as I fell, the ground growing in size with each second. I saw the pavement striping by the time I woke. The details of my dream seemed to blur as my eyes slowly opened to a new day. I could feel the cotton sheets against my bare skin, thanking myself for having the presence of mind to clean myself off after the events of the last night. My shoulders covered in goosebumps from the air conditioning. I looked out through my window at Chelsea’s apartment but saw that blinds covered her window. A tiny part of me was relieved, I had been so turned on by what I had seen last night between Chelsea and her lover but I was also saddened. I took it as a sign to move forward in a new direction but I felt haunted by my dream still.

The Filipina Waitress [Chapter One] [MF, Romance, Cheating]

I walk in with my tie loosened, looking like a real working man, and almost fooling myself into feeling like one, too. Noticing I’m alone, the hostess asks if I’d like to be seated at the bar. I decline. I brought my book, and I don’t want a screen shoved in my face while I enjoy it.

She takes me to a small table in the corner with two seats. I look around – it’s moderately busy for a Tuesday evening. I loosen my tie until it comes off and undo the second button, sitting with my back to the wall.

The jacket is off and the book is open when the water comes. This is my life now, whether I like it or not. With a family depending on me at home – even from hours away – every waking moment has to be dedicated to the pursuit of improvement: physically, mentally, or spiritually.

“Do you want anything else to drink?” asks a voice as clear as the water before me. I give the waitress a brief once-over. She’s cute. Tan skin that somehow reminds me of honey, with dark hair in a ponytail that cascades around her shoulder and close to her left elbow. Her eyes are almond shaped and looking down at me in a dark hazel glow.

Zach’s First College Sports Physical [MM]

Zach waited in the hall outside his college medical office. At 18 years old, he had never seen anyone but his family doctor in his hometown. His scholarship and new college insurance required a full physical exam before allowing the young soccer star to play. He had missed the chance to get it done before leaving home. Fortunately the college also had a good medical program, and he was able to book the last appointment before the weekend. So here he was, all alone in a strange city, about to have his body poked and prodded by a stranger.

 

“Zach? I’m Grant, and I’ll be doing your exam today. Come in.” – a young man said from the door behind Zach. He looked up at the smiling, handsome man in scrubs. Grant was not much older than Zach, no older than 24. He followed him down the quiet hall. Zach thought he looked young for a doctor, but it was a teaching school. In the exam room, Grant made the typical small talk – how did he like his classes, what sport he played. And then slid into the more personal questions – health, hygiene, drinking, sex. Ticking everything off on Zach’s charts.

[M4F] The mystery shopper

Proudly standing in front of my team of sales assistants on my first day as store manager on the first day of the month, I introduced myself and welcomed new members of the team that I had help recruit. The store was a technology and electronics store and had a team of 7 guys and one girl, who managed admin tasks and was not customer facing.

As part of my own interview process, I voiced my concerns about this and wanted a mixed sales team, the two poorest performers were relocated to a different store, one of the more admin savvy guys moved to the admin role and I recruited four new women into the team with a view to making electronics and tech appear less scary and daunting to female consumers.

Rachel, Sam, Hannah and Kim were all in their 20s and had a mix of experience between them, some of them studying at uni, some having spent time in retail or working in restaurants.

Rachel and Sam were brunette with brown eyes, physically very fit and attractive but hopefully not intimidating to other women. Sam was a next-door type of friendly, beautiful girl while Rachel was the oldest of the four girls at 29 and came across as very professional and sexy at the same time.

Myself 24 [F] and my bf [M] had sex on mushrooms for hours

Had an awesome experience and eager to share!

My boyfriend, 25, and I, 24, decided to take a mushroom trip together for the first time. We have both done shrooms on our own but never together. It’s important to know that everything we did was consensual and we are both into sub/dom, roleplay and BDSM. I enjoy pain in the bedroom and we do have a safe word I have yet to use.

After tripping for a few hours, we went upstairs to our room. I was laying there and he told me to take my bra off. I did and he lifted my shirt to expose my large breasts. He put his hands around one of them and started sucking on it with his eyes closed. I felt a rush come over me and my pussy was gushing. He started biting my nipple and I felt like I was going to cum. I buried my fingers in his hair and started convulsing and moaning.

I took one of his hands off my breast and put it on my pussy. Between whimpering I whispered to him “I have never been this wet in my life”

Getting a little wet’n’wild by mysel[F]

Back with story number three! I have to admit, between suddenly feeling more open about my kinks with my boyfriend and posting on here again I have gotten super horny. I already was stupid horny from being unemployed and covid lock down stuff, but today I woke up and knew it was going to be hours of masturbation today. I made myself wait though. I wanted to get myself worked up mentally first.

I describe myself in more detail in the other stories, but for funsies here is how I would describe myself one more time. I am in my early 30s, have long blonde hair, curvy on an athletic frame. I have green eyes with freckles and gauged ears. I have a handful of haggard tattoos but nothing that distracting. Stoner metal head girlfriend type.

Vancouver – Part 2 [FMFM, Foursome, Swap]

*//Continued from* [*Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hua583/vancouver_part_1_fmfm_foursome_swap/)*//*

Our suite was on the top floor, 20 stories above the city, overlooking the water. As we stepped in the lights came on low, immediately settling the atmosphere. The air was charged. Daniel shut the door behind us, and James and Claire turned around. We stood there for a moment, no one quite touching, trading glances, each of us dying to continue – while daring someone else to make the first move.

I was the first to crack. My body was on fire, and my pulse was concentrated on my clit. I could feel my pussy swelling, could feel my panties becoming soaking wet. I looked at James, saw his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath, and slowly pulled my sweater over my head. My skin immediately reacted to the lower temperature of the room, my nipples somehow hardening even more. Both James and Claire were watching me, each taking their time running their eyes over me, up and down. Before I could continue, I felt Daniel behind me. He put one hand on either side of my waist, then slowly moved them lower to the tops of my jeans. Those hands again.

[f] Master’s Challenge Day 5

[f] Master’s Challenge Day 5

Today was day 5 of my challenge. 23 minutes. Today my master made it difficult to edge because he teased me very much before I did and made me very wet,but I was determined to keep going. While I edged today,all I was reread the conversation that we had and it left practically trembling for the whole 23 minutes. By the time I was done, I was breathless and needed to lay on my bed for a while. I probably took a nap. I don’t remember. Tomorrow day 6. 24 minutes. Woohoo!

Homeless shelter [MM]

I originally posted this (and a follow-up) to literotica years ago, thought I’d post it here. I also wrote a second part about the next day if there’s any interest.

This story is completely true and accurate, or at least as best as I can remember it almost 25 years later…

I’d always been a small kid, more brains than brawn. From junior high through early high school I was very insecure, awkward, out of place. But midway through high school I was introduced to drugs — pot, acid, coke — and suddenly I didn’t feel so uncomfortable all of the time. I felt hip and cool and less like an outsider. But it turns out I have an addictive personality, and pretty soon I was high all the time. I was smart enough and had enough structure at home to coast through high school. But when I moved away to college, living in the dorms, with no restrictions on my behavior, I really lost it…getting high pretty much 24/7, going weeks without showing up to class. It is not surprising at all that the year ended with me back at my parents’ house, having flunked out of school.

Scissoring My BestFriend (ff, desciptive)

[Pt 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hpuoxb/cumming_with_my_bestfriend_ff_masturbation/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) Pt 2

We never spoke about what had happened that evening. We didn’t need to. We just continued as best friends. Sometimes we held hands or cuddled on the couch. But that was all.

I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I’ve thought about it every day since. Just last night, I wanted to call her. I was so wet. I wanted her badly. But I couldn’t. I wasn’t sure how she felt. I wanted to see her naked. Take in her beautiful body. Taste every part of if. It kept me up all night. Her moans, her nipples, the way she looked when she came. It was all too much. I would give anything to see it again.
Without realizing it my thighs had been rubbing together. My underwear was damp. My throat was dry. I wasted no time at all. Within a few minutes, I was vigorously rubbing my pearl. I felt waves of pleasure wash over me whenever I thought of her. I imagined her as the one rubbing me. I squealed, feeling my orgasm coming. I wanted to taste her heavy breasts and her hard nipples. I wanted to taste her wet cunt and lick her until she came on my face. I slid in a finger and started pumping myself hard.