sex filled getaway with a stranger [mf]

When is was 21 I went on a trip to Orlando with a 45 year old man I barely knew. Just to be safe, I did tell someone where I was going and with who. When we checked in I even told my contact the name of the hotel we were staying at. This guy and I had met and started hanging out a little bit but I honestly didn’t know too much about him. He was in excellent shape for his age and very handsome. He worked hard and made good money too. Originally, the trip was a work trip for him. He invited me to come along so I agreed. Turns out, the only work he did the whole time.. was on me! We checked in to a beautiful grand Hyatt hotel and spent everyday exploring each other’s bodies and eating the most delicious food!!

During the mornings we toured around the city and enjoyed the Florida sun as we sat in the hot tub and sucked down some drinks at the bar. The afternoons and evenings consisted of lots of sex, naps, and food! After having my pussy thoroughly eaten and beaten for hours I would sleep it off, clean myself up, and get wined and dined before heading back to our room for more fun! He even ordered me room service (hot chocolate and tiramisu) at midnight one night. Read more »

Reddit reality…meeting in real life

Last year I was travelling alone through the US and had been seeing what I could get away with using my British accent.

To say that US girls loved the British accent was an understatement, I could get away with almost anything and was never shy of company.

Through reddit I had always seen these crazy hot American Asian girls and so far had failed to meet any of them, but as I got nearer the west coast my dreams were answered and I was soon in the land of the Crazy Hot Asian babes.

Whilst they weren’t quiet as enamoured with the British accent and I had to work harder i was always happy to chase them. They seemed to always be wearing highly provocative outfits, that were tightly fitted to their petite bodies and had innocent faces that somehow screamed fuck me until I can’t scream any more.

One day I found myself in a shopping mall trying to pick up some pieces that I was messing for the west coast weather. As I walked through the small shopping mall I spotted another petite Asian babe and I needed to get a closer look. Unlike most other Asians her outfit wasn’t outrageous tight instead she had a floaty mini skirt on and a vest. Read more »

Sisters friend

“How much longer do you think it will be until your sister will be home?” The question lingers in the room as a lustful smile appears on my lips. “I think we still have a little time, it’s nice to have some time to spend with you. Mostly I’m just her and me.” I bite my lower lip softly. “Do you promise not to tell?” I see your slight nod of agreement. “When you aren’t around and we are all alone we sometimes touch ourselves… in private places.” A soft giggle leaves my lips. “It makes us so happy, and it makes us feels so good. Feeling each other’s wet lips. I’m getting kinda wet just thinking about it.” I shift slightly moving my legs and crossing them knowing how you would get a glimpse of my white panties from my skirt, my knee-high socks hugging my legs but leaving my thighs open to the fresh air in your room. I bite my lower lip slightly once more as I smile slightly. “We both get so wet… you have to promise not to tell anyone alright… She lets me touch underneath her shirt sometimes too. Let me feel her tits, please her nipples. She likes to play with mine too.” I pause smiling over at you. “Have you ever seen tits before?” I ask my hands slowly moving over towards my tank top. Adjusting my bra strap. Before letting my hands rest on the lining of the tank top fabric. Gently pulling it down revealing a little more cleavage and the slight sign of my bra. “Do you want to see mine? You can’t tell anyone.” I added quickly. “It has to be our little secret,” I said softly as I let my hands wander to my hips and grabs the bottom of the tank top revealing my pale flat smooth stomach as I pull the tank top over my chest letting it rest around my shoulders revealing the blue bra with white polka dots. hugging my breasts. I play with the bra for a moment grabbing my bra in my hands before pulling my bra down revealing my soft pink nipples standing out from my perky tits. I gently let a finger tease around the hardening nipple as I gently pinch them between my fingers before grabbing a handful. “I like to tease my nipples, playing with them gently.” I let out as I gently rub them. I shift again spreading my legs giving you a view of my soft wet spot on my panties. Read more »

Mandatory Ejaculation Service Part 2: The First Week [Consent/Nonconsent] [Milking] [Last Men Alive] [Kinda Horror] [Cum] [Lots of Cum] [So Much Cum, Seriously]

This is a sequel to [Mandatory Ejaculation Service](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f4ls3f/mandatory_ejaculation_service_consentnonconsent/), If you haven’t read that one you should do so first.

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**Mandatory Ejaculation Service Part Two – The First Week.**

Admittedly, the days did seem to get easier after a while.

Or maybe less terrible would be a better way to describe them.

On that first day, the uncertainty of it all was bearing down on my mind. I entered the building that day with my eyes all full of stars, hopeful that a satisfying release would be around the corner for me. But instead I was strapped to the table, and milked by a machine for hours. Every 30 minutes the machine would come down and pull wetly on my shaft until it extracted that white seed that the population so desperately needed. Read more »

[M]y Best [F]riend Part 6: The Joey Saga

“I must admit” Gramma continued “I was confused when you started bringing Jeremy around, but I’m so thrilled.”

“Gramma, it’s not what you think.” I was trying to cover for us. “Emmy was so heartbroken and we just fell asleep as I was comforting her.”

“Actually, that’s exactly what I thought. I know you and Emily better than that! Grappa and I shared a bed before marriage. I had just hoped you’d turn out like us and it appears you will.”

Emmy’s phone was blowing up that morning and I could see frustration in her eyes. She most must have seen the confusion on my face as she mouthed “Joey” to me.

Gramma went to run errands and we stayed at the house. As we went upstairs I pressed about the messages but Emmy said she’d deal with it later.

We sat on my bed and she grabbed my laptop.

“Who is that pornstar you said looks like me?”

“Rilee Marks. Also to an extent Dillion Harper.”

She began typing. I spelled the name out.

“Holy shit. We could be related. She really does look like me, at least from the waist up.” Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 1 – Therese [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM] [Humiliation]

**Therese**

I am now a concubine.

The destiny I sense not only when I romp around in bed and as a reward I can snuggle behind Vincent´s arm, becoming another of his cushions. In the days after arrival I live as a blank slate accessory he is guiding and showing new corners of the Tower, sometimes… Sometimes are these too beautiful to exist in a jail, where they tell you the worst kind of women is the best. I can´t have enough of male company, when we are reading with them about trees on the sign boards in the park. I infect Vincent with emotion produced by squirrel mother with her young one riding on her. His mandate on the walk is enumerate his personal trouble and I am suggesting fervent lamentations along with thoughts on solutions.

They rearrange my soul to his mage on the cultural trips, small exhibitions of his taste in art and short excerpts from movies or TV shows he watches. The key is not liking it, but agreeing with him convincingly. Premises of the minigallery wouldn´t be out of the place in the Louvre.

Other parts are ugly as sin. Read more »

How I helped train a new Dom [MMF] [Str8]

I have had an interesting and rough life. Through it I have found my love for pain, humilation, degradation, and a desire to be pleasing. A BDSM private club I belonged to knew me well as several of their more experienced Doms enjoyed using me for play parties.

One day, I got a call from one of these Doms (mDom) and He asked if I could help with a little problem of His. He was mentioning a new Dom and the poor guy was too bashful to really get into any kind of pain. The nDom really wanted to be free of this inhibition. I quickly agreed, happy to help and always happy to be played with.

The day of, I arrived early as I can’t help but do, and chatted with mDom. He gave me a little instruction and helped me get into the mindset. He also enjoyed pushing girls into subspace. He pushed me to the floor and gave be a few slaps to the face. He dragged me to the play room by my hair and instructed me to strip and kneel in position. I undressed in front of Him, which He knew embarrassed me, and knelt in place. He stepped up and grabbed my hair again, yanking hard and making me yell. Read more »

[F]22 Tokyo Summer Tease [M]25

The old AC unit sputtered loudly and struggled to keep up with the Tokyo summer heat. I was bored and absentmindedly swiped through the app and chilled out to music. A red flame notification lit up and so did my eyes. A 22 year old cute Japanese uni student profile flirtatiously looked back. I was tempted to immediately reply but thought best to play it cool… oh wait she sent the first message.

“Hey”

I had expected the conversation to fizzle fast, but we had quite the spark. She had studied in the US for a year and expressed she’d had found it difficult to adjust back to the Japanese dating lifestyle. I used this to ask about cultural differences in sex and before I knew it we were discussing our kinks, sexting and expressing our lust in precious second long snaps. She was your typical slim Japanese but had some extra thickness which gave her amazing curves and a natural bubble butt. A snap of her teasing her perky small boobs and nipples had my cock immediately at full length and throbbing. I stroked it slowly, precum already glistening at the head. Read more »

Update 1 – [M] 19 [F] 32 Does she want me or is it all my imagination

Update  – Does she want me or is it all my imagination M19 F32
[ Update – Since couple of guys asked me too]
I don’t have any new developments to share but I can share certain things from the day she moved into my room, (March 10) Just before the lockdown and all

On the first day she arrived .. She was still planning on renting a new place like a PG(Paying Guest) kind of thing. My mom was still trying to convince her to stay with us. Atleast for year or so (her husband was still managing a lot of things so he needed
some time to manage all that stuff). But she was reluctant to stay with us, my mom also kind of started to stop convincing her. But now and then I would put a thought on my mother’s mind on how she could help me with my studies, and even though I never touched my books before a day of my exam, I would pretend to ask doubts from my cousin in front my mom. Read more »

I [f]ace-fucked [m]y 20-year old tenant after she wrecked my wall – part 3

First, to address the handful of people who said this is a fake story.

Did this really happen? Yes. Am I embellishing aspects of the story? Absolutely.

I don’t have the photographic memory necessary to remember every encounter I’ve ever had with this level of detail. I can remember about 80%-85% of what happened, maybe more of the hot and heavy stuff, and then I use my 32 years’ experience as a human who has interacted with other humans to fill in the blanks in an attempt to tell a compelling and cohesive story.

Writing was a big part of my therapy when my parents died, and to be honest I’ve been feeling like I’m lacking intimacy during this whole quarantine situation. Recounting these stories on paper the last couple of days has helped me feel better than I have in weeks.

So believe me, don’t believe me… it’s your prerogative. I’m enjoying my time reminiscing about some fun things that happened, and I hope anyone who’s reading enjoys my, albeit somewhat skewed, trip down memory lane. No, it didn’t all happen exactly like this. There are no jump cuts in real life, but the foundation and spirit of the stories are rooted in actual events. Read more »