This happened last summer (before pandemic life) and I think about it all the time so I wanted to share. I’m a 21 year old F, smaller perky tits but a fit body and round ass. I’m have very fair skin so I often lay out on the roof to tan. I live with a few roommates, including my boyfriend of a few years. Everyone else is at work during the day so it’s just me at home (I work night kitchen).
A family lives in the house next to us. Younger parents in their 30’s and a toddler. I was attracted to the dad the moment I met him, we’ll call him Travis. Travis is tan and toned, so sexy. I’ve always been into older men too. I noticed he usually mowed his backyard in the morning so I started laying out where he could see me. I’d wear a small black bikini I have to get as much of an all over tan as I could. He usually took his shirt off while mowing.
I was wet waiting for the moment when he’d look over and see me in my bikini, almost naked. When he did, I pretended not to notice but I saw his head turn twice. From there, it went on like that for a while. Both of us exchanging looks from far away. We’d make small talk in the driveways sometimes, but never discussed it. Eventually I wanted it more. I walked over to our shared fence and waved him over. We talked for a minute about nothing really (weather, how are you whatever). I told him he looked hot and asked if he wanted to come over for a beer. He said his wife was out with the kid and so we went.
We sat on the couch, both still half nude. At that point, my pussy was aching so badly for his cock. I knew it was wrong but I needed to feel his hands all over me and his cock pounding into me.
I confessed that I didn’t have beer but maybe I could offer something else instead. He seemed unsure so I leaned in. I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Quickly, he pulled me on his lap and started sucking on my tongue. I could feel his dick so hard through his gym shorts. Any remaining clothes quickly come off.
What happened from there was pure sexual passion. I grinded on his dick as we licked each other anywhere we could reach. Covering each other with our tongues as I rubbed my clit on his throbbing cock. He called me a dirty slut and I told him my pussy was his. Groaning, he called me a hot whore. I kept grinding. It felt incredible and I knew I was going to cum. I couldn’t contain it and the anticipation made it so intense. My whole body shook with pleasure and it felt like an explosion. His dick was dripping in my cum.
He slid his cock in easily and pushed my shoulders down deep into it. He had a moderately above average dick so it felt really full in my tight pussy. He started pounding into me until I couldn’t take it. He slowed down and squeezed hard on my ass and said “I’ve wanted to fuck you like this for so long. You’ve been such a tease. “ I moaned as I started cumming again like big waves crashing in.
A few more strokes and then he pushed me onto my knees and held my head back by my hair. I slowly licked the head while he jerked until he came all over my tongue. I love the taste of cum so I licked all of it off of him. We made out for a while and then he left. Never happened again. Still saw him in the backyard sometimes til I moved. Amazing memory though.
We finally Met – Chapter 1
[Intro](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fwzkaq/we_finally_met_intro/)
– “Hello Mrs Owen” I said when I saw her in the hotel lobby in San Diego.
– “You are and asshole MacNal”, saw her answer.
I knew she hated to be called by her husband’s last name, she decided to keep her maiden name when she got married, and everyone assumed Rizo was her husband’s last name.
– “Do you want to grab a coffee?” I asked “We cannot check in for another hour, but hey, they let us leave our luggage”
– “Sure, anything in mind?”
– “I heard there’s a nice coffee shop down the street, we could grab one a bagel, and walk to the beach”
– “You’re still an asshole Rod, but at least you know what I like”
For the last 2 weeks, I had looked up everything, to make this week unforgettable. Were to get a nice coffee, lunch, a nice view of the ocean. I even knew the sunset time for the whole week. If it was gong to happen, it would be the best time of our lives.
We finally Met – Intro
We worked for the same company, with offices all around the world, she was a raising star, perhaps the most promising under 30 in the whole company, I was already past my peak, but still knew my tricks at 41. I saw her for the first time, when she had just been promoted to senior manager, and I was in that video meeting, in an office 5000 miles away. I was astonished by her beauty, I would say it was love at first sight, but I’m sure it was not.
After the meeting, I sent a email, congratulating her, just as s formality, and started looking for a way to start working with her, not sure why.
We started exchanging emails, first weekly, then every couple of days, we ended up sending us several emails per day, and texting us after hours. Somehow sexual tension grew between us, and we started flirting and teasing each other. Knowing there were 5000 miles between Seattle and Dublin, made it look innocent, it was just a virtual relationship.
I learnt about her husband, Mark, and her 2 children, I told her about Mary, my wife, and our 3 children. We cared about each other, and respected our families, but still, there was something growing between us.
[f]aceti[m]e mutual masturbation with my manz
hi y’all(: I just wanted to give a lil slutty update for you. the guy I posted about in my last story and I have been dating for almost two months now and things are going really well. but Ms. Rona decided to interrupt us and we’ve been on lockdown for a month. therefore, we haven’t seen each other in person in a month. it’s been really tough on us but we are managing and I think, all things considered, we are a-okay! but that doesn’t mean our sexual needs have to suffer too…
we facetime every night. and about every other night we masturbate to each other. with everyone in my house being home, I can’t moan and scream like I usually do; I actually have to keep it super quiet. but he moans as much as he wants. I’ve been telling him recently to also try to show his face so I can see his reactions as he builds up to cumming, and when he actually cums. I think it’s super hot watching his facial expressions. he also tells me how to cum a final time. I usually need to get one more out of me after he cums, so he sits, watches, and tells me how to get myself off. he does a bit of sexy dirty talk, too. he tells me to finger myself with two fingers, taste myself, play with my clit, suck my dildo. tonight I surprised him with something new.
[F][M] Not very kinky
There I sat, feeling sweaty and accomplished. He joined me at the picnic table with a big smile.
“Great work today!” he said. “You’re making real progress.”
“Thank you!”
We talked about my workouts, and how he hoped we could continue our sessions together weekly, and how he thought I’d be ready for that 10k definitely.
I liked looking at him. He had a 5 o clock shadow, and a crewneck on that was a little sweaty and clung to his lean bod.
I thought nothing unusual about this exchange at first. This was how all our sessions had gone so far. I briefly felt his hairy, sweaty knee knock into mine. But just as soon as it happened, it was back to the normal position.
He continued to chit chat. He was a friendly guy and gave ample peptalks. I always appreciated that. His enthusiasm was very motivating.
He grabbed a gatorade out of his backpack and offered it to me, which I accepted. I wasn’t about to cut things short if I didn’t have to. I liked being around him.
He then clapped me on the back in congratulations. It was amicable enough. As he returned his arm to his side, his thumb lightly grazed the side of my right boob.
My roommate and I have fun while my wife is away on business [MF] long
This is a story that happened earlier this year and figured it was time to write about it. Now my wife and I live together in a apartment with her co worker. This is a story about her co-worker and myself. The story starts as my wife left for a business trip to Florida for a week. As I drove her to the airport my wife told me to enjoy myself while she was gone. As I drove home I wondered what I was going to do for a week,as I walked in the door and sat down I hear this moaning,and a loud buzzing.Mind you the walls are thin but I sat down and turned on tv and that’s when I heard the noises stop. A hour or so goes by and I hear a door open.I looked down the hallway and it was my roommate.
[MF] Thinking back on Boyfriends Past…4-Greg the Older Man
I’ve been thinking back on so many experiences that shaped me sexually. I would be doing a major disservice to not mention my summer as Greg’s pet. I had just turned 21 and was firmly in an alt-girl style; my bright red hair had pink and purple streaks, my lip was pierced, And a half sleeve of tattoos. Greg lived in a very swanky apartment complex, where I got invited to a pool party by an artist friend of a friend of a friend. It was the type of fancy pool party where nobody wears clothing to actually get wet because the only people that go in the pool are rolling hard on molly. I felt completely out of place. I looked across the pool to the bar and there he was. Standing out in a sharply tailored blue suit, holding a glass of dark liquor, turned away from the bar, watching me with a twinkle in his bright eyes. I smirked as he tilted his head slightly to the open seat next to him, wordlessly beckoning me to him. Every step I took tightened my chest, as if I was getting sucked into an aura stronger than my own. As I arrived, the bartender dropped a fresh drink in front of me and took the empty glass I was clutching.
[M/F]The Piano Tutor
When my wife, Starla, began taking piano lessons, I didn’t give it a second thought. A music teacher for many years, she’s always expanding her instrumental and stylistic repertoire. So when she mentioned piano and music theory lessons from a friend, I didn’t blink an eye, especially since the lessons would be via FaceTime.
Starla, also in her mid-forties, is active, with a small frame and supple mocha skin that allows her to glide through social circles as an insightful, sexy woman a decade younger. Married for almost two decades, Starla and I have settled into the familiarity of a gloved hand or worn brogans. I think I know her nuances and quirks and she’s certainly familiar with my lecherous crevices. My point, over time and through hard-fought experiences, Starla and I have cultivated an intimacy of routine. Certainly that neglect and my smugness led to the rot in our root cellar.
On the day of Starla’s first piano lesson, the family was in separate corners of the house, riding out the COVID-19 apocalypse. I sat in the TV room completing work on my laptop while Starla sat near the living room piano, waiting to call her tutor.
Blasts [MF] from the past…an occasional series
I recently turned 50 and in the weeks leading up to the big day I started reminiscing about my life: the good, the bad….and well, the kinky. I’ve mentioned some of these escapades in comments, but I thought I’d take the opportunity to post some of the stories in all their glory. I’ll start with one from a while back…about 20 years ago.
[FM] Sparking the Campfire / Losing our Virginity
Background: I have been with my boyfriend for around 3 years now. This was a few years back when I was a freshman in college and he was in a different college than me. I had just moved into a dorm at a different city from our hometown. We had been dating for almost a year back then and starting to get hot and heavy with each other. He is almost 6 feet tall meanwhile I am barely 5 feet tall.
Anyway…we were just settling into our new long distance situation when it occurred to me that he loves camping but hasn’t gone in a while. I had never been camping before. I wanted my first time to be with him (in more ways than one ;) and so I mentioned it to him. I saw a few sites with amazing and romantic views near where I just moved into, so we picked one close by and were super excited. The date was set towards the end of September. The day comes and he picks me from my dorm with his Jeep. We start driving to our site, radio on while we sing our hearts out. I gasp as the little mountains and lakes start appearing because I don’t get to see much of nature often. He notices and grins at me while slowly running his fingers down my thighs… I blush and thoughts anticipating our first night together alone start going through my mind. He rolls down the windows a bit so we can feel a nice wind.