Cheaters edging to horny-girl porn [M53/F30+] [porn] [sexual tension] [mutual masturbation]

Cheaters edging to horny-girl porn [M53/F30+] [porn] [sexual tension] [mutual masturbation]

I hope this is appropriate for r/eroticliterature (original [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/testertaste/comments/ztxhgm/m4f_cheaters_edging_to_hornygirl_porn_sexual/).)

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**please note** all people in this story, including performers in the porn viewed by the characters, are 18 years old or older.

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You (30+F) and I (53M) are strictly platonic, professional friends. We see each other at a national conference every year, but this time something is different. We meet for drinks at the hotel bar, as usual, but it almost seems like you’re being flirty with me. It turns out that both of our marriages are on the rocks. The discussion goes into risky territory when you joke that we should show each other our favorite porn—seeing as we both use it a lot nowadays.

We agree to do it. Now. Even though we both swear we’ll keep our pants on, we both hope we’ll break that promise. Since I have a bottle of wine in my room, that’s where go.

The time I came over to fix your heat [MF]

Maybe the help with your heat was a guise. Maybe it wasn’t, it was just being helpful. Whatever it was I was hoping I could help you out in a tough time at the least, hoping for more at best…

The fix for your heat was an easy one, and I gladly accepted a beer. It went down rather quickly as we had cranked up the heat to test it. Maybe that was the cause for the tension, maybe it was our history; we were good with each other. Not necessarily good for each other, or good to each other, but together, we were good! The next beer went down as good as the first and when the discussion turned to weed and a small pipe I had given you, it wasn’t a huge step to partake in that as well. We both take small hits because I had to drive in a while and you, well let’s just say it can hit you harder than me.

My husband made me have an adult conversation about my thoughts and feelings… and then he proceeded to fuck me silly and come on my face [FM]

I am… not great with my feelings. I have a tendency to implode and suffer in silence. Meanwhile, my fucking husband is the most well-adjusted and emotionally stable person I know.

It’s very annoying.

The hardest part of our marriage, is admittedly my inability to talk about feelings. At first I got away with it, but he has a habit of forcing me into healthy routines that require examining my emotions.

*Fucking asshole, right?*

My husband fucking LOVES Christmas. He’s obsessed with the holiday and loves all things festive. The man fucking likes caroling like a psychopath.

I don’t hate Christmas, but I don’t really get it. I didn’t celebrate when I was a kid and I feel like an alien when everyone talks about traditions. I get the basic stuff, but I don’t have warm memories others associate with it.

*Ironically, my husband is Jewish. I am not.*

For Christmas, he stuffed a stocking with the most thoughtful Viola-like presents in the world. I stuffed his with lingerie. He made his favorite traditional foods, and I suggested ordering pizza.

Finally got the Christmas gift I always wanted: my sister-in-law

The best part of Christmas since I married my wife has always been my sister-in-law. Every year we gather at their parents’ house, and I spend most of my time furtively shooting glances at Cristin, hoping to catch a glimpse of cleavage or even better, a brief upskirt shot. This year, as fate would have it, we sat crammed on the couch: two kids on the end, then me, Cristin, and my wife.

She’s always had a certain trashiness to her, but damn, is she sexy. Think Gal Gadot from the trailer park… dark sultry eyes, teasing mouth, and hips just begging to be grabbed from behind. As our thighs rubbed against each other for the better part of two hours, my cock must’ve started to get hard at least a half dozen times. We were uncomfortably close, but still… not close enough.

It was some relief then, when the presents were opened, and the kids and parents vacated the living room for some fresh air outside.

“You coming outside to watch Scotty play with his new drone thingy?” my wife asked.

Not exactly, I thought.

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Hypnotized Christmas Mother [M/F, Incest – Mom/Son, Mind Control/Hypnosis, Sexual Enslavement]

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic mind control fiction with elements of coerced sexual activity; all characters are 18+

**HYPNOTIZED CHRISTMAS MOTHER**

“Mom, I’m not a little kid anymore!” I grouse.

She smiles at me in that horribly patronizing way she always does, lifting a delicate hand to ruffle my hair.

“It’ll be fun, Robbie,” she says with a giggle, her blue eyes twinkling at me. “Besides, we’ve done a picture with Santa every year!”

“Yeah, so?” I spit back. “The last ten years have been fucking horrible and awkward! Do you think a grown man in a suit wants a teenager on his lap—a male teenager?”

Not to mention I haven’t believed in Santa since I was five, but I’ve gone out of my way to make her happy—because that’s what’s always been expected of me. I don’t think I should have to do it anymore. I regret holding my silence for this long, really.

She taps me on the lips. “Language. I don’t understand why you’re throwing a tantrum about it now. Everyone expects our family Christmas photos to be with Santa. They think it’s cute and funny when we both sit on his lap together. You don’t want to deprive everyone of that do you? Have some holiday spirit!”

[FM] I (20F) stroked my dentist (M35) in his exam room until he came and he was hooked instantly

When I (20F) was in college I had gone back home for a summer, my parents made me a bunch of appointments to bang out before I went back to school for the fall semester. One of my appointments was to see the family dentist. I hadn’t been to the dentist in a couple of years. My parents were fed up with me putting it off and made me an appointment. The practice is owned by an older guy and his son “Eric” (M35).

I didn’t know who I’d be seeing, but when the receptionist was taking me back I noticed Eric was in office and couldn’t help but get excited. Had my fingers crossed he’d be doing my exam. He was so so so sexy. Everyone around town called him the “hot dentist over on ____”.

The hygienist did my cleaning and left, she said the doctor would be in soon. I had a low cut dress on, and a very long necklace. While I was waiting for the doctor to come in, I pulled my tits up out of my bra so they were sitting up nice and plump in my bra. I made sure to tuck my necklace to where it fell in between my breasts. I was hoping to give Dr. Eric a perfect view. He knocked and came in, I caught him looking at my tits twice before he even sat down to do my exam.

How I lost my virginity to a girl who caught me masturbating in the woods. Chapter 2. Dinner at her parents’ house and my first time giving oral. [M/F 18], [oral]

Continued from Chapter 1 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zsvd1b/how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_girl_who_caught_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zsvd1b/how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_girl_who_caught_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

After our hike, we drove to her parents’ house for dinner. As we rode along, Crystal grinned at me and said, “So, traditionally we wear pants at dinner at my house, I hope that’s okay?”

I said, “Ha ha, you should be careful with those jokes around your parents.”

“Dave, you have to admit, it’s pretty funny that I busted you totally naked, playing with yourself out in the woods,” Crystal teased.

I sighed, “I thought I was alone,” as we pulled into her parents’ driveway.

Her parents were pleased to see that I once again brought her home earlier than we agreed. I had clean clothes in my truck to change into for dinner and I was going to shower at her house. Crystal’s mom said, “Crystal, show him the guest shower in the basement. There is a towel for you there, Dave.”

We got to the basement bathroom and Crystal said, “there should be soap and shampoo in the shower.” Crystal just stood there looking at me. I said, “Okay, I’ll be up in a bit.” She looked outside the bathroom and then said, “Come on, take off your clothes.” I said, “your parents,” and she said, “quick, I just want to see it again.”

My (M35) sluttiest (sober) 3-hour stand with a (F34) hot Aussie traveler [MF]

In between serious relationships, I was a pretty serious slut on the apps. While I was looking for a lovely woman to be a partner, I was also quite open to short-term, no-strings-attached adventure if that’s where the vibe went. This is the story of the shortest-term, no-strings-attached-est hookup I had.

I live in a city that happens to be a hub for various outdoor activities and also bachelor/bachelorette parties, so people tend to come through either as travelers or transients. And you also get a lot of dating app tourist women, sampling the wares of this notorious city but not actually interested to meet up. I got a different vibe when I matched with (let’s call her) Jenny, a blond, 34 year old Aussie chick who looked more like 31, and whose profile hinted that she lived somewhere in Central America.

Jenny’s profile painted her as an outdoorsy, active type – a natural, no-makeup looking face with a nice smile and eyes, a climber’s body, lithe, but strong, virtually no boobs, and just enough of an ass to grab onto (but not much more). She seemed fun, interesting. We talked about Australia where I have some family, and she let me know she was leaving in a few days but would be glad to grab a drink. My limited experience with Aussie women has been very positive, so I figured it was worth a gamble.

I [22F] gave a friend (21M) a jar of my spit and he shared it with others [F]

So I (22F) have been texting with a friend (21M) for a while now, and we’ve gotten to know each other quite well. However, he recently brought up the idea that he wanted a small jar of my spit to use as lube for when he masturbates, and considering it was near Christmas time I wanted to give him something. So I did what he asked and the next morning I hand delivered him the jar and went on my way.

Well, just recently, I’ve been starting to get texts from a couple of his roommates talking about how “good my spit tastes” and how they “love the smell of it when they masturbate”, which caught me completely off guard. I realized that he was sharing my jar of spit with other people, instead of just using it for himself like we agreed. I immediately texted him about it and he said that his roommates had noticed the jar and asked about it, so he told them and they all agreed to share it amongst themselves without telling me.

Morning sex with hubby [m] with clean up by girlfriend [f][f]

I woke up with my husband deep inside of my pussy.

“Fuck, you woke up,” he seemed disappointed. “I’m almost done with you.”

I apologized to him.

“Shh, be quiet,” he said as he pinned my hands above my head and started banging his body into mine. He leaned in to whisper, “I’m so turned on knowing that I will own you soon.”

He was slamming into me pretty hard. Ivy woke up this time. She had to quickly excuse herself to the bathroom. (She’s pregnant.)

I remained quiet while he finished using my hole. It felt like he was flooding me. It was gushing out of me as he was cumming.

He was done and had headed to the shower by the time Ivy came back. I had my legs open so she could see how he spoiled me. She climbed between my legs and took her time licking his cum as it dripped from my hole and sucking on my clit while I played with her messy hair.

She kept telling me, “you taste so good.”

I came quickly but she kept sucking and licking his spillage. She wanted as much as she could get.