He made me moan for real! (lots of firsts for the impatient and inexperienced me) [MF]

We went to a sex shop and got a black silicone butt plug, a black elegant collar with fluff on the inside and a leash attached to it, as well as lavender scented pheromone body lotion. I was really excited to try all of those but especially excited about the collar. I had always wanted to be collared and it finally happened.

I took a shower and put the lotion on my skin. It was the first time I tried something with pheromones, so I was curious and thought it was fun. I put some makeup and a nice pair of underwear.

He told me to kneel in front of him and he put the collar around my neck. I was holding my hair while he was adjusting the collar and the leash. When he was ready, he pulled the leash a bit towards himself, resulting in me being pulled closer. I found that incredibly exciting and arousing. I felt submissive and owned; I felt like control was in his hands. I felt him gentle and dominant. We kissed very passionately, while he kept pulling the leash up and closer to himself. Read more »

[MF] Nerdy Girl from Algebra

She sat behind me in Algebra class most days.

I hadn’t noticed her before. She seemed dorky and geeky and shy and a whole host of other things that would make her invisible to most men.

Well one day I was late to class, because I’d just gotten lucky with a girl I was seeing. And by just I mean, minutes before class back in my dorm room.

Normally I would have just knocked off class, but we were supposed to have a quiz that day, so I had an alarm set to remind me. Well when it went off I was balls deep in my lady, so I finished quickly with a totally awkward “sorry”. Then I scrambled, and in my haste, just grabbed jeans and my t-shirt and didn’t bother to locate my underwear. That’d turn out to be rather fortuitous.

So I arrived in class and I could see her staring. It was strange, I certainly recognized her but I don’t think I’d ever really seen her before that day. Not in any real way. But she looked at me, almost through me, it was like she could tell I was commando? Read more »

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My [F20] first “taste” of face fucking [FM]

This morning, I woke up horny. I’d gone to sleep horny, and I woke up the same way.

I sent him (M20) the message saying “I need you”, because every fiber of me not only wanted him inside me, but I was also missing his cock in my mouth. I needed him inside me, I wasn’t going to be satisfied otherwise.

But it was still going to be a few hours until I saw him, and not having a high sex drive, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep myself at this level. So when he encouraged me to masturbate before I left home, I did. The desire went away, but I wasn’t totally satisfied.

Yet, I wasn’t expecting much from today. Not until I arrived at his house, and saw him. He kissed me hello, and the desire came flooding back. I was all over him, shamelessly, knowing his mate was in the next room. We retreated to the privacy of his room.

He told me to get on my knees, pushing me down in the process. This was what I wanted. Today I wanted to give his dick the love and attention it deserved, which I knew I didn’t do as often as I should. Read more »

Short term detention facility I The sentence [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [mind control] [long background].

This is a long story about a man serving a jail sentence in a new kind of prison that is only run by AI and fembots. The AI has authority inside the jailhouse, and uses it in… specific ways. This first chapter is not erotic, but the second chapter, that I will post very soon is directly erotic. For the main character (“you”) it is a long slide down into submission, through mind control and brainwashing.

Comments and constructive criticism is more than welcome!

# Short term detention facility

**Chapter one: the sentence**

You were wrong to do that. Wrong and stupid. And the worst is, you got caught. It seemed so simple. Everybody was doing it, and was getting the dough. It was like a game, like, some sort of gambling where the gambler always wins. So, why not you? Well, you did it, and you felt the thrill of it, and you even got dough, too. But, not that much. Not enough. And then you got caught. You thought you were doing it carefully, but, well, clearly, you weren’t careful enough, and the IRS guys had no humor. Read more »

“That’s my Good Girl…” [MF] [Light MDom]

It was our date night, and it was perfect so far. We had dinner at our favorite Taco spot, and the great food was elevated by some really good tequila. We talked, and grinned, and laughed the whole time, the rest if the world melting away, and us two the only ones that mattered. Through the merriment though, there was another sentiment that was building. Though neither of us spoke of it, it was communicated through our eyes, our body language, our smiles. We were both so fucking aroused, and couldn’t wait to get our hands on each other. Soon, we’d have our chance. Read more »

[MF]acefucked, throated and gagged on the couch while Rick and Morty was playing

We got home late after having dinner with friends. She was a bit tipsy from the dinner drinks, I was a bit stoned and both of us were horny. We laid on the couch and she took off her clothes and put on some pijama sweater while we watched Rick and Morty.

But I couldn’t care less about what was playing on TV. Her petite body and naked round butt were all I was interested in. I pulled her closer, sat her on her knees facing me and grabbed her firm ass while she kissed me. I get hard just thinking about it and made sure she could notice it, and I could see her pussy getting wet, slowly starting to drip. Grabbed her body, sat her on the couch while spreading her legs, got down on my knees and started slowly licking her wet pussy. Moved my hand to grab her right tit and I could ear her moan while I moved my tongue over her clit. I could feel her twitching when I pulled and twisted her nipple and her pussy juice was already running down my face. I got up and put my hand around her neck holding it hard, putting my weight on her throat, choking her while she looked at me. This position of control over her breath and movements gets her so wet and gets me so hard, but we can’t really explain why. I love seeing her getting out of air, her face getting red and her smile of pleasure and despair at the same time. Read more »

The Bet [MF]

Things in my life have been crazy as of late, but crazy in a good way. My boyfriend proposed to me at San Diego Comic-Con and is now my fiancé. We bought a house and moved from our apartment. We both recently received promotions at work, and we’ve both been crazy busy with work because of it. We both have weekends off now and we spend as much time together as we can. Our sex life is amazing as always. Pete still joins us on occasion, but with all of our schedules, it’s not as often as we’d all like.

My fiancé and his brother are huge MMA fans and love to watch the fights. There was a big pay-per-view coming up and they had made plans to get together at our place to watch it. They had both invited a few friends from work, and it was looking to be a good time. During the week I’d cleaned the house, did the grocery runs to make sure we had all the supplies we’d need for the get-together. I basically did all the things a good wife would do when her husband is hosting a get-together. Read more »

What Was Meant To Be (Part 2) [MF] [Oral] [Affair]

[[Part 1]](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/f8mar1/mf_what_was_meant_to_be_part_1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

The reverberates as the door closes behind us. Your lips are warm and soft against mine, but my body is rigid with shock. It is one thing to imagine what a first kiss is like, but it is another thing altogether to actually experience it. My eyes widen and my my pulse quickens. My mind reels, a plaintive mantra builds into a crescendo: *I’ve never cheated before.* You pull back, eyes meeting mine. My lips parted, as my body feels as if it is made with a mass of electric eels writhing with electricity.

Your eyes dim, and a flush blooms on your face. My hand reaches up instinctively to touch your cheek. I smile. *Forgive me, for I have sinned.* I lean in and brush my lips across yours, my hand sliding to the back of your neck. Your hair spills over my hand as I slowly draw you near. Our lips touch and I kiss you deeply and with far greater passion that I would have ever expected. You draw closer to meet my kiss as our lips part and our tongues touch. You sigh a light moan as my other hand lightly wraps around your waist and pull you against me. Read more »

[M/F] [inc] [caution] Dr. Daddy Issues. (Part 1)

Lincoln, Montana. A small town with not that much to do. Mostly famous as the site of the Unabomber arrest. Cutting through town, Montana 200, the longest state highway in the US, mostly rural and desolate.

Kaley was born and raised there. Never left. Her dad, he left. He left. Then came back. Then left again. Then came back again. Then left again.
Kaley’s mom had no doubt: if only the kid hadn’t been born, none of it would have happened. But good ol’ Jack, he just couldn’t cum with a condom now could he? And so Kaley happened. And then he left. And Sarah, her hair turned white, and she became old, cranky, and saggy, and alone.

Sarah resented her daughter. Kaley knew it. She resented being born. She resented her mother. And she hated her father. She craved his love. And she hated him. That night, he was meant to pick her up for a fishing trip. And, of course, he didn’t. His new girlfriend had gotten into a car accident or something, and he had to go rescue her. Read more »

Lunch Break (MF) (Female POV)

I’m sick of waiting, and you can see it on my face as clear as day. I’ve been patient, I’ve been understanding, but enough is enough. We haven’t fucked in three weeks and every time you brush up against me I lose my train of thought. How can I possibly get you off of my mind when you’re right there, so close but still out of reach?

You’re a little out of sorts when I ask you to meet me in a service corridor instead of our usual lunch spot, but still game. It isn’t until I start punching in the door code on a room labeled “dorm” that you realize we won’t be making it to the cafeteria any time soon. I wedge the door open with my foot and look back at you over my shoulder. “Between rounds and inservice, we have about 30 minutes.”

Only meant for residents to catch up on sleep, it’s a closet of a room with perpendicular bunk beds and a small table with a faded visitor chair. There isn’t even a window, and we’re plunged into darkness as the heavy door swings shut behind us as we shuffle in, giggling. Read more »