For Christmas, I was tied to the wall and blindfolded… then surprised with a threesome [MF] [FMF]

*Reposting this story for the monthly contest!*

Context: I’m polyamorous and *really* like having group sex. At the time of this story, I had two girlfriends (“Alice” and “Becca”), but they weren’t sexual together, and our only “threesome” had been a scene where they’d co-topped me to end a month of “Locktober” denial and chastity play.

Some quick descriptions of us:

me: 31M, tall, thin, queer rainbow goth. I’ve got a curly head of hair that’s dyed pink and yellow, growing collection of tattoo, and a dick that’s good enough to not need measurements.

Alice: 29F, tall, curvy but close enough to me in build that we often share clothes. Short, pink hair, an aesthetic that’s full of pink pastels with a gothy flavor. Her face looks a little like Julia Roberts, especially her big, soft lips. Her titties are perfect handfuls and she’s got a big juicy butt that’s just so perfect on her frame. We’d been dating almost three years, since meeting in an orgy where we fucked before we’d even had a conversation. Read more »

Permission to have sex with my friend’s wife [MF]

She’s so hot… Alessia was standing alone in a crowd of donors at a fundraiser. She scanned the cavernous room looking for anyone she knew when she saw me staring at her. We both smiled and waved each other.

She’s my good friends wife. How he ended up with her I’ll never know. Money perhaps? It was a mystery because she’s out of his league.

“Hi Alessia is Mike with you?”

“No. He’s away with business this weekend. Are you here with anyone?”

“No, I’m running solo… Again. Being single sometimes blows.”

I was taking Alessia in. She’s a stunning thirty three year old woman, but tonight she was extra breathtaking. Standing a slender 170 cm with red, wavy, shoulder-length hair, a tight and shapely ass, and breasts that were perfect for her size, about 32DD, she totally owned the room. To show off her body she was wearing silky fishnet stockings and a red cocktail dress with a hemline that was short , but not slutty short, and heels that gave her calves definition.

I’m forty three years old, 180 cm tall, short brown hair, green eyes and have an average body, not slim, not fat. Read more »

[MFM] Pretending to be Passed Out Pt.3: Hubby Joins

Quick sample of the video:

If you’d like to skip the intro, fun starts after the line of O’s below…

It was a snowy day a few years ago, pre-pandemic. My husband and I were 2 bottles of wine in and in good spirits hanging out at home. We’ve known each other since we were teens, dating off and on, sometimes breaking each other’s hearts with cheating during long distance periods, only to become new people, and discover each other all over again.

I’m reserved by nature so without some alcohol or a stimulate, I’m too shy to share about my past adventures with my husband. Sometimes afraid he might think less of me, surprised that we always come out the other end with him being even more turned on that I’m his wife.

On this particularly night, I felt comfortable, cozy, and very open to sharing if my husband asked anything. Our conversation steered to sex of course and we shared some embarrassing moments and also stories about past partners that taught us something new.

“That rotating thing you do with your hips when I start to cum…” He started to ask. Read more »

Closing Shift [M19/F21] [slow burn][workplace][retail][edging][mild-noncon][sex][sleep]

Here’s [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v6jeir/retail_wet_dream_m18f21f24/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) of the story!

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I’d been working at LalaLime for about a year part-time. It was a great supplemental job for me ([My time with Liv and Tanya](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v6jeir/retail_wet_dream_m18f21f24/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) was literally the greatest thing that had EVER happened to me.) I had no complaints.

We did have a newer leader on the team who seemed stressed all the time. I didn’t really get why, but I think she just wanted to do a good job. Amanda was tall at 5’9″, slender, and beautiful with hazel hair, green eyes, and an athletic build. I never saw her in a state of calm, and it made me want to see her cut loose so badly. I knew this was unlikely but I couldn’t help being curious. What did it look like when AMANDA was having fun?

Our small store was closing up for the night and I wasn’t looking forward to the last hour of the shift with Amanda micromanaging me as I completed closing duties.

She locked the door right at 8.

“Ok, can you start the closing checklist?” She immediately demanded, not noticing that I had started it 15 minutes ago. Read more »

I [F] woke up horny out of my mind at midnight

In a burst of heat, I woke in the middle of the night. Light from the traffic signals outside spilled through my windows, bathing my room in red and green and yellow in turns. And despite the stillness, the bloated quiet of the hour, a thunderstorm surged within me.

My heart was racing, my mind spinning, and I was breathing hard as if I were in the middle of a glorious fuck. As if someone had me pinned down to my bed while he thrust into me, repeatedly with the intent of breaking me. All I could do was moan and pant and beg for him to go harder and harder while I dug my fingernails into the mattress.

But no one was here. So why was I so flushed?

I threw the blanket off and yanked my pants down to my ankles, trapping my legs. Then I started rubbing myself. Furious circles. I was so wet; the sound of my fingers and my lips filled my room. Slick and fast, my fingers strumming my clit, pushing my lips, slapping the juices silly, trying to contain this heat. Read more »

The Dancer, Part Eight [F19/F18/some M19] [Dub-Con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism]

**Author’s Note:** Read parts 1-7 here on the alt account I decided to bail on!

The Dancer, Parts 1-7 [F19/F18/some M19] [Dub-Con] [Exhibitionism] [Reluctant Lesbianism] from eroticliterature

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**PART EIGHT**

Naturally, I expected it to be Autumn.

She was the one who hired me, and the one who would be pissed off that I ran away before finishing the job that she was paying me for. Not to mention that I just teased an entire room and then bailed, instead of just putting my foot down and calling it quits right after learning that I was apparently called to be a stripper instead of a dance host. I could already imagine what the girl might say about how I was ruining her New Year’s Eve party, and how I needed to get back out there, etc. etc. Read more »

Mine

Your grip, the one pinning my eager body between you and the sink, is just this side of painful. I revel in it, the knowledge that I’m trapped, helpless and at your mercy. Your fingers dig in as your length presses deeper, and arousal soaks my thighs as I feel myself clench. My entire body is tense, seeking more, more of everything. I force myself to open my eyes, to watch, knowing it will tip me over the precipice. I watch you in the mirror, watch you focus on where our bodies meet. Your gaze downward, as you withdraw, and then fill me over and over. It is one of the reasons I love when you fuck me against the bathroom counter, I get to see everything.
I whimper wordlessly, so close. I need to come, wanting to ask permission but barely able to speak.
Suddenly, your head tilts up, blue eyes ablaze with need and affection, and you meet my gaze, knowing I’m going to fly apart with your words.
“ Yes baby. Come for Daddy “ .
you tilt my hips just so and pound me relentlessly through my orgasm until I’m a pliant incoherent puddle. I come to, eventually ….and straighten up, arching my spine, pushing my ass into you and squeeze my muscles in time with your thrusts. Watching you yet again, you watch me, gaze sure as you use me, and then the alertness in your eyes starts to cloud over with pleasure. The second your mouth goes slack, dark lashes fanning over cheekbones, I feel you pulse inside me, filling me with come. It makes me clench again, knowing I took every drop, and I moan, my pussy gushing again as I shake.
Your come drips out of me as we collapse against the sink, one of your hands against the mirror, the other wrapped around my torso. We disentangle and I debate jumping back into the bath; then shrug, pulling my dress over my head. I like going out full of your come, it’s as good as a handprint on my ass. “ Mine” , it says… and I love it. Read more »

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The time I came all over my married work crush on a business trip. PART ONE – The Build Up [MF]

The first time I experienced the excitement of fucking another man’s cheating wife was on a business trip to California. Not only was she married, she was also a colleague. I normally never mix work and play, but this opportunity was too good to pass up…

I was only two months into being a single man and had done a few meetups with married women but it was in a cuckold context where the husband either watched or she took pics and sent to him. This story would be something different entirely.

Her name was Chelsey. Her and I had met a few times previously for short amounts of time through work and we’d had spent alot of time chatting mostly about work online over the year I’d been with the company. At the time I was in a relationship and she had said she was married. There was definitely palpable attraction between us but I never thought about it much further than that because of the circumstances until I was single and finding myself into this new Bull lifestyle. Read more »

I slept with a guy that catcalled me [23F]

I was walking home from class yesterday. As I passed by a tall Black guy, he whistled and started telling me how nice my ass looked and how my “tiny titties look damn cute”. I don’t know why but his words just made me feel really horny.

As I walked past him, he said to me “Why don’t you come over to my place?” I lowered my head and kept walking but he took a few steps, not following me but just walked with me for like 5 meters to extend the time until I walked away. It totally worked, maybe he could tell somehow that I was receptive even though I really didn’t want to reward a guy for catcalling.

At that point, I just couldn’t help myself. “How far away?” I asked. “Just round the corner”, he said. It’s such a dangerous thing to follow a stranger home but I just did it. It wasn’t a bad neighbourhood or anything but still not a smart thing to do. Luckily, he really did just want sex. Read more »

An night at the office (I)

It was well past 9PM when I came back to the office from my jog My sweatpants, top and bra were soaked in sweat that had cooled down in the autumn winds and I was shaking as I entered the building. I had tied my long brown hair to a pigtail and now it unpleasantly banged against my shoulders. I quickly walked into my office to put on a hoodie, left my phone and keys on the desk and headed for the office-kitchen to get some water. All the other rooms were dark and silent, I was completely alone. I liked to work after hours precisely of that feeling of being on my own in the office. And besides, it wasn’t like I would go out on a Friday night. Read more »