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I can’t stop fantasizing about my [F] (30) most recent massage… and can’t wait for my next one [FM]

This happened a few months ago, but has been on my mind recently – especially now that I have another massage scheduled in about a week…

Massages have always been very arousing to me, whether they be from a male or female practitioner. Something about me being naked, them being fully clothed… and of course their hands all over my body. That said, even though I’m bi, I’ve really come to prefer the feeling of a man’s hands all over my body and will almost always request a man.

Back to the story in question… This happened in August, right before I went back to school (I’m a high school teacher). I wanted to unwind and feel really good before having to end the summer, because it’s always hard on me both mentally and physically to get back into things after such a long break. I’d booked a massage at a new spot near my house, of course requesting a male practitioner. Read more »

I [F] showed how I masturbate to my friend [F] while sexting. She replied by showing me how she does it.

A diary entry
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So since the last post I wrote about Hannah and I sexting, not much really happened for a while after that first time to honest. We kept texting though (not sexting) for maybe a week or so, I didn’t really know if she was not into it or not into me or something.

Anyway, it seems I was wrong because it happened again a couple of times again after a while, and the past 4 or 5 nights we’ve been sexting until like 3 or 4am. Mostly just the same type of thing as I wrote in my last post, so not much to add, but last night was a little step up.

Yesterday morning after staying up late sexting with Hannah, I had pretty much stayed super turned on throughout the night and in the morning while I was in that super groggy/sleepy/horny phase, I started looking at some NSFW subreddits. I pretty much only follow lesbian subreddits but also a few specifically for girls masturbating. I ended up masturbating to mostly to girls touching themselves, and couldn’t stop thinking about how much I wanted to see Hannah doing it for me. So I pretty much decided I’d take the first step and send her a video of me when we sexted again. Read more »

Too Good To Be True 21+ [M38/F28] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Huge Boobs] [Supernatural] [Oral Sex]

*This story is the second part of* [*Wrong Questions*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/yy2dae/wrong_questions_21_m28f26_straight_sex_busty_huge/)*, you do not need to read the first part, but it does help to understand the ending.*

James couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was gorgeous. He wasn’t the only one staring at the tall brunette in line to get coffee.

James had come to this coffee shop every day since he moved into the apartment building down the street. Not once had he seen this great figure of a woman inside her.

The coffee shop was a hole in the wall, down the road from his apartment, but it was good, much better than the high-priced crap they served across the street with that big sign of whatever woman in green and white.

She got her order and sat down at one of the tables.

James sat at another table across from her. He laughed as many men approached her, spitting the same stupid pickup lines he had heard while he worked as a bouncer in his teenage years.

That was many years ago. Now James was thirty-eight, showing every sign of his age and much more. Most people thought he was in his late forties. Read more »

Waking up to watch. How my girlfriend (f24) and I (m26) realized we like to be watched and eventually let our best friend join in (m26). [MFM] The following is a series from watching to full on MFM between close friends while trying to figure out exactly how far we are willing to go. story 1 of four

Sorry for the long title but it wouldn’t let me post without a 300 character minimum. Weird but finally made it work. Enjoy.

The following is a series from watching to full on MFM between close friends. May be a bit long but the story progresses as we explored our limits and pushed them in real life.

** starts the sex if you don’t want the build up

The hotel room door slammed shut behind me as I struggled to move the luggage through the small entry way. Sharing a room with my girlfriend and best friend didn’t seem like the best way to spend a layover but it being the last room available meant sacrifices were made.

“At least we got two beds,” said Jacob as he laid claim to the bed closest to the door and bathroom. Jacob, traveling light, placed his bag by the foot of the bed. His stocky frame and height of 5 foot 7 inches made us look almost like brothers. Read more »

I’ll See You In My Office [PROFESSOR/STUDENT] [40/18] [DDLG] [BDSM]

In one fluid movement, Professor Caputo was there in front of me and urging me up with his hands clenching my forearms. Muscular, strong, and compelling, I was powerless to do anything but go to him.

There he looked at me, those once clear eyes clouding over. Even standing I felt so small in these tiny heels, so young, and then Professor Caputo was cupping a broad hand beneath my hair, pressed to my neck, and pulling me up to him.

His mouth was electric. Lips soft and so, so hot it was like coming inside after a day in the snow. He thawed me, warmed me, and immediately I was addicted. Opening my mouth against him as his tongue licked the seam of my lips.

He groaned against me and the sound was an immediate pulse from my heart all the way down. I could feel him against my leg. Large. Hard. Throbbing. Growing with every second of kissing as our mouths found each other over and over again. Stubble brushing against the corners of my mouth, his fingers clenching into my hair in a rhythm like the want from deep inside me. Read more »

The red room pt 1 the flyer

The Red room is a unique escape room experience like no other. The entrance was in a warehouse district outside of the city. The entrance was not anything grand or elaborate. The door was black with the Red room painted on the door. When you entered the building you where greeted by a woman behind a bullet proof glass and a bolted door. The woman was dressed head to toe in a leather outfit. She looked elaborate and sexy. Her bleach blonde hair put up in a long ponytail. She was confident and spoke elegantly. The foyer there was multiple couches and a few coffee tables. The woman welcomes you and hands you a clipboard and pen. The form was very specific how much time in the room? How hard do you want it 1-5 (1 easiest 5the hardest)? How many restraints (gag, cuffs, ankle cuffs, ropes, blindfold) ? Then the bottom of the form is a disclaimer and it reads “you are required to be put in chastity device and if you fail you will sign the keys over to one of our Dominant men or women your choice and they will hold your key and you will have a obligation to see them at least once a week and will pay the entry fee and will have the opportunity to try again after 30, 90, 180 and 1 year after which time you can pay $10000 for your freedom or wait every other year for 10 years.” $175 was the entry fee and was the only way to get through the next set of doors. Once through you where taken to a locker room and given your outfit and a towel. The locker room was individual stalls 8′ wide by 16 long. At the back of the stall was a shower with a bench and a curtain took almost half the stall the other half a locker door where you put all of your belongings in. The top shelf had a toiletry bag with everything you needed to be prepared. Read more »

I’m an indie developer and I built a site to generate your own stories with AI (complete with images) – would love some community feedback

Hi all,

I built [Mytales](https://mytales.io/theme/date) as a passion project, for free. The basic idea is sort of like a build your own adventure – story starts with a text generated by an AI, and you can write literally anything to move the plot. It also generates some pictures (occasionally horrifying, sometimes very good) to match with the story.

I’d love to get any input from this community on how to make it work for erotica. You can try it out right now, and it definitely plays along with erotica themes. Any feedback about things you’d want to see (different opening styles, AI behavior, etc) would be very interesting for me to hear about.

I really hope you play around with it. It’s free, and it’s a labour of love, not some corporation trying to sell you on anything.

At your Master’s feet (M20/F22) [Orgasm control]

I slump down onto the couch, exhausted from the long day I’ve had. I tilt my head down and smile as I look at you, kneeling down with a nervous impatience.

Despite the purely sexual nature of our first meeting, or perhaps because of it, because we were honest with each other, I can’t help but look at you with tenderness and affection. You maybe my submissive, but that doesn’t stop you from being my muse, my why, my everything.

“You know what to do star” I whisper, and with that you start with zealous devotion, ripping off my shoes and socks, bending over and massaging my feet as though your life depended on it. You bend over, your hair falling onto my feet, the ends of your hair strands tickling and softly caressing me. I reach over and my place my hands on your head and pat you, both of us enjoying each others company in silence. Nothing is said said, nothing to be said. Read more »

With Great Power (MFF, Non-con, hypnosis, extreme)

*Every character in this story is 18+*

“It’s getting worse,” Rebecca sobbed, smearing her heavy makeup onto Karly’s bosom. “I can’t keep going on like this. I’m always so afraid to be alone, even for a second.”

The two girls were like day and night and neither would have guessed that after years of actively avoiding each other, they would share a deep, tortured bond. The aloof metal-head had secretly despised the preppy blonde cheerleader and would have never imagined one day feeling safest between the gigantic breasts she so envied her for.

Karly was able to stay strong for her friend of circumstance but couldn’t stop her hands from trembling. Her days were also plagued with blackouts that left her feeling tainted and violated. She had to dig deep for a nugget of unrefined hope: “I talked to Coleen yesterday and she admitted to getting blackout sometimes too, just not as often. She said she’d think about joining our secret meeting next Friday; maybe she’ll share something that will help us make sense of it all.” Read more »