Fun in the hot tub [MF][Oral]

// This is my first story. I really hope you’ll like it! Enjoy! //

I put on my shoes and grab my jacket. I don’t think I’ll need it, but you never know what the weather will do. There’s nobody around, so I shout towards the stairs. “I’m taking a walk! Be back in an hour or so!” I walk towards the front door. “Okay, honey! We’re having visitors later today. You don’t mind, do you?” My aunt shows up in the hall. “Our friends Tom and Nadia are coming this afternoon. I’m sure you’ll like them.” I smile at her. “No doubt, aunt.” I wave at her and turn around to start my walk. Soon my mind wanders. While I walk over the beach, I think about the freedom I feel when I’m at my uncle and aunt’s place and I wonder why that is. Read more »

I thought we were goin shopping… Part two [OC, FF, bondage]

Hey guys!

Here is part two of this series.

I hope you liked it.

Part one can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fwgp50/i_thought_we_were_going_shopping_oc_ff_bondage/).

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They threw on loose close before heading into the bathroom as neither of them had an idea when Joe and Sam, their roommates, would return.

Alice closed the bathroom door behind her and locked it. Lisa was standing in the middle of the bathroom, unsure what to do. She was so aroused and wet, but she wanted to touch Alice so bad.

“You look so needy my little princess”, Alice softly said while she went towards her, undressed Lisa and softly stroked her nipples.

“I am!”, Lisa moaned as her nipples hardened again.

Alice undressed herself and turned on the water in the shower. It started to warm up slowly, Alice noted as she constantly felt the temperature with one hand, trying to avoid the cold splashing water before.

“Come in!”, she directed Lisa into the shower and waited until she was wet all over.

“Which one of the body washes is yours?”

Lisa pointed at a pink body wash bottle and held out her hand. Read more »

[MF] Mistress gets what mistress wants ?

It started while I was at work (am essential). We were just texting trying to decide what we would do tonight when I got off work. We start talking about watching a movie, so I ask her what she’d like to see. She immediately shoots back “you cumming”. Before I know it I have a list of instructions for when I get home.
1: kiss your mistress hello
2: shower
3: change into the clothes chosen for me by mistress

I bolt through the door and fall to my knees for my mistress. She picks me up off the ground after a few head pats and kisses me gently. I hurry through my shower to find what mistress wants me to wear laid out on our bed. It’s a cute thong with a flower print. A little tight on me, as mistress is smaller than I, but snug enough to make me feel like the little slut I am for her. Read more »

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part 14

The night was stretched out too thin, worn and frayed. And there Nick was, in silent reparations to his wife for almost getting caught in his affair. There Nick was, trying futilely to keep himself hard as his wife made chore-like attempts at grinding on him. She was at least trying to fix this; to pull together the scraps of their crumbling relationship and give it one last go… while Nick gazed at her through glazed eyes, thinking only of Ariel and how he wished she was on top of him instead. In fact, the thought of Ariel’s perky tits and puckered brown nipples were all that was keeping him afloat in this god-awful dance. He’d decided he’d ride it out until Sarah gave up the moment she’d asked him if he wanted to have sex that night. For the first time in… over two years?

What she couldn’t understand and what he could never tell her, was now that he’d been fucking Ariel for the better part of the year, was that he found Sarah unbearably boring. She was like an onion. On the outside she was callous, peel back a layer and you’d find narcissism, peel back another layer: judgmental and mean. And you’d keep peeling back more and more layers all the way down to her core where you’d eventually find: boring. Read more »

Fun at the Milk Bar [Non-Fiction] [Lactation] [MF] [Long]

I looked down at my 6-week-old baby son with a tired smile. The kid was insatiably hungry, latching and nursing every two-and-a-half hours without fail. He would suckle greedily from one breast and then the other, easily draining both in well under 15 minutes. And when he finished, he would burp happily and contentedly, sleeping soundly till the next feed.

It was for good reason that my husband and I had nicknamed him ‘The Milk Monster’ shortly after he was born. However, his greedy appetite had put a strain on our sex life.

Although I had given birth naturally, without any complications or tearing, having to feed The Milk Monster so frequently left me an exhausted mess most of the time. I only managed to get brief snatches of sleep throughout the day, but never more than an hour or two at any one time. And my boobs had also swollen from a B-cup to a D-cup, which had made me rather very top-heavy and left me with an uncomfortably aching back. Read more »

Alexandria the Nymph <erotic flash>

In truth I had been to the cafe just a couple of times before. Once, I met a university friend there when studying for my undergraduate degree. We were making a presentation on the Rwandan Genocide together at the time, and a small, independent bookstore seemed like an appropriately academic venue to discuss our work.

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The only other time was on a date with a girl I had met along one of the aisles the week before – Alexandria, recently arrived in England from a small, rural town in East Lithuania. She lived with her Grandparents near Golders Green, was doing odd cleaning jobs in the area while she waited to start university.

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I got the impression she was not entirely legitimate; her English was certainly not good enough to study at a university, and she often appeared incredibly nervous around strangers, feigning reserved Eastern modesty when fearful might have been a more adept description. Still, Alexandria was stunning, and she was without a doubt the first real woman I seduced. And where our relationship differed drastically from those in my past, it functioned undoubtedly as a page-turning-moment in my life. My relationship to Alexandria, in short, ushered in the beginning of an entirely different chapter for me in London. Read more »

[MF] The sad, lonely MILF

I was cheated on by my ex wife. It sucked, and it always made me curious how it felt to be the one that everyone else ran to. The one that the wife went to in order to feel what was lacking in their relationship. The one that could send them back home full of cum, sweaty from a good pounding, and thirsty for more.

It became a fetish for me, fucking married women. And I had a good run of it for a good while. But she was my first. We met on a dating app and she was pretty forward that she was married and her previous FWB left her and she was looking. She didn’t use her own pics until we moved to kik and then she told me she was really curvy. I figured she meant fat, but while she was plump after pumping out some kiddos, I wasn’t ready for a set of 40F tits, perky and round that sat on her chest and a clit piercing to boot. I was smitten and rock hard. We set up a play time and she found an excuse to leave the house. Read more »

[M]y stepdaughter and I are [f]ucking like rabbits during this quarantine.

Reminder: my stepdaughter is a 19 yo grown woman. Soon to be 20, actually. More details can be found in my previous posts.

Lately my stepdaughter and I have been having sex together. I know there is little chance that this is more than a coping mechanism for us both as we deal with this Covid lockdown, and that is fine. We are keeping an open dialogue, and I feel she is being honest with me when we are talking together on the pillows.

Last night was quite exciting. I discovered that she does enjoy anal play, but has not had anal sex yet. I am an ass guy. I love eating ass, squeezing and massaging shapely butt cheeks, and admiring a beautiful heart shape when I’m fucking a woman from behind.
She does have a small set of anal beads that we inserted while having sex last night. I loved watching her perfect, youthful pucker squeezing around those balls as I slowly pulled the beads out during her orgasm. Read more »

Setting up a threesome with my friend [FFM]

We’ve talked a lot about having a threesome. It was something new, exciting and we’ve discussed what it would be like, our expectations and what we’d like to try. But we’d never imagined this idea would turn to reality so soon.

I have a bi friend. Her name is Sarah. Sarah was always very flirty, she would never miss out on any potential fun. We’d exchanged flirty texts a couple of times, but I always knew it was just for fun I didn’t look more into it.

But now with the lockdown, my bf and I are hornier than ever and we’ve opened our discussion about threesome again. I thought that it should be a stranger, so I wouldn’t feel embarrassed and what not. But then it hit me. Sarah was the perfect candidate. She knew me well, was always very open about everything and it wouldn’t be awkward even if she’d declined our offer. Read more »

Perving on my bandmate’s bulge. [NonFiction] [Short story] [Voyeurism] [Exhibitionism]

[F 19]

My bandmate came over a few days ago, and we had a great time just sitting outside, soaking up the sun and chatting with a lil drink and a few friends. As I was observing him, like I do with many people, curiosity got the better of me and my eyes went down to his groin. His jeans seemed to hug his crotch a bit too tightly, so I couldn’t help but notice the outline of his dick…
Of course after a couple of drinks, I had some trouble diverting my attention from his crotch, and I was kind of hoping he would enjoy the exposure so I could keep looking. I imagined him presenting his bulge to me on purpose, making me notice it because it would get him off. That would be hot…
I remember he kept looking at me, but never in a “wtf are you looking at” kind of way. He was just.. Observing. Much like I do sometimes. That piercing, intimidating gaze… It’s like he can stare right into the dark depths of my soul. Every time he looked elsewhere, I pinned my eyes on him. And down they went again, only to stop inbetween his legs. I swear I think I saw it grow a bit…
After my suspicion of a boner, he crossed his legs. Maybe I was right. Read more »