Photoshoot

“Wow,” I said, “I’ve taken a lot of family photos, and I have to say you four have been the easiest yet. Your kids are so well-behaved and photogenic. No offense Mark, but before we’re done, can I get one of just the girls?”

“Sure”

Mark walks over by his parents, as I position the girls

“Megan, just cradle Mary and try to get her to face the camera. Emily, stand right in front of mommy.” I instruct.

Megan lifts Mary, with Emily backing up tight against her legs.

“Mmmmm”, I say under my breath. Then louder “Such a perfect and attractive family. I’m really the lucky one.”

20 pictures click off in rapid succession. All catching different degrees of smile and eye contact.

I turn around and look at the sky. The sun is starting to set and I check my watch.

“Well, I’ve kept you 10 minutes longer than the session, I apologize for that. But how did you like it? I know you said it was your first professional photo shoot”

“It was great” Emily says excitedly, while Mark just smiles. I could tell it’s not his thing, as is the case with most men.

I’m into alot of things i wonder if anyone could [M]ake a long detailed story for me

-sissys/femboy -sluts -fake rape -creampies -bbw -cumslut/cumdump -daddy/sir/master -squirting -anal -pussy -forced sissy -sissygasom -struggle -cum inside me -breeding -being a cum slut -squirting -struggle

There is some see what you can make with that and also add some of your own fantasy and fetishes that you like too just PM me to send me the stories or to know more about anything hehe

Kinky advent [Bi] [F] [bdsm]

With this post I’m starting a 24-day-journey of a kinky/sexy Advent, a pre-christmas adventure I’m supposed to share on here.

When you get a diy-advent calendar from your boyfriend the first thing you think is:’awwww, that’s so cute’!
When you get one from your bf who is also a kinkster -and a dom at that- you think:’ Fuck, I’m in trouble ?’
Yesterday I didn’t even had to open the first envelope to know, that I would have quite a number of tasks to fulfill in the coming days leading to Christmas. Turns out I really was right.

Task 1 was to walk around the spa and pool area at our hotel with a slightly ‘slipped’ bikini for 30 min. I decided to go for a casual nip slip, which got me a couple of stares by other hotel guests. While walking through the pool area like this wasn’t a big deal, walking by the restaurant and bar was feeling like a small challenge. My nipples barely visible I was still feeling exposed.
Asked to rate the intensity of the task each day, I’d give day one a 4/10.

The elevator

The story begins [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/du3p0j/in_the_hotel_lobby_romantic/)…

Our stroll to the elevator is like walking on electricity. I am inside a vivid dream. The chime of the door opening alerts me. It is empty as we enter. Walking in we each meet eyes, stealing side glances. It is another moment I will never forget.

We turn around and face the lobby like another tired, bored couple. But as soon as the doors close the devouring begins. I grab her and finally get to kiss her neck. I want to inhale her. She pulls me closer with her fingers in my hair. I hold the small of her back as I pull her to me. As she moves her head to give her neck to me and presses her hips against me I can feel the muscles in her back moving. I find myself thrilled that I can feel her responding with that kind of movement.

“You are so beautiful,“ she whispers.

“I want to make you happy,“ I respond.

“I’m already…”

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Our Strip Club date night and the craziness entailed… [MF]

This is our first post to this sub so hopefully it lives up to yalls lofty expectations… It all started with an innocent date night and ended up being one of the most sexually charged nights of our entire relationship. Fair warning, it’s not a short story! But I think if you stick around to the end, you’ll enjoy it.

A little background to give the story some context… my wife and I have been married for eight years, together for about 10. I’m 35, 6’, 185 lbs with an athletic build (former baseball player) And she’s 32, 5’5” 130 lbs and also an athletic build (former soccer player) small but perky tits, perfect nipples, and the legs and ass of a soccer player. Our sex life is nothing extravagant, but more than vanilla and very passionate. For example, we have a decent collection of toys, enjoy watching porn together, but have never involved another person in our bedroom, aren’t into bdsm, etc. Of the two of us, I’m definitely the more adventurous but she’s very much willing to at least consider most of my ideas in the bedroom (which, among other reasons, makes her an incredible spouse). That was longer than I meant it to be, on to the story…

Advent Kinkendar: December 2nd [Ffm]

Yesterday was intense. I really had not been prepared for just how intense it would be. Miss certainly knows how to push my buttons. Today has been a little easier, or maybe I’m just better prepared.

Miss woke us up while the morning was only just beginning to get light. Stark naked she crouched down between our sleeping mats and began rubbing my pussy and fondling his balls. For me that was quite a delicious way to be woken up; for him I fear it was less than ideal. I was busy moaning, but the noises he was making sounded distinctly less than pleasurable. I imagine that getting hard in that cage is rather uncomfortable.

She didn’t give me opportunity to really get into it, though, just enough to wake me up and get me wet again. Apparently satisfied she turned around and sat between our heads, her fingers from my pussy in his mouth. “Day two, sluts, hope you’re excited” she chirped cheerily, handing us each a package emblazoned with a big gold 2.

[FM] Years Later, Another BBC Opportunity

My previous story were about my first experience as a young married white wife discovering the pleasure of her first black cock.

So I decided to skip forward many years to my second chance with a black man, skipping several fun experiences along the way, I may come back to those should there be continued interest.

During the years following my previous story my Husband and I continued exploring different Hotwife/Cuckold/Sharing scenarios. All of them pretty hot and pretty satisfying.

But I have to admit, The desire for black men remained deep in my mind. All the things that led me there still existed, and it was such a hot experience it only made want it more.

Again, my circle of friends and acquaintances never really put me in much contact with men of colour, and I was also pretty reluctant towards mentioning it to my Husband. He is very open minded, but I was never 100% sure he would be open to me seeing black men as a regular thing.

After we had our second child I was anxious to get back into being more active with Hotwife dating.

[MF] Being a total slut (18F) during a high school trip

My best friend at the time was a girl named Myriam. Myriam had been in a long-term relationship with an amazing guy called Ben for most of high school and it was clear the two were madly in love. A pretty chill guy who was genuinely crazy about her, and same for her.

To celebrate our senior year, our school had organized a trip to a large city. The trip would come much cheaper than it normally would, given that it included everything (bus, hotels, food, etc) for less than half of what it would cost if you booked everything yourself. At $235 for a long week-ends, most students who were free that week-end didn’t even hesitate. At this point of our lives, we were mostly adults, and teachers weren’t particularly interested in checking us, so nobody had any problem sneaking in alcohol, weed, etc.

How to write Erotica?

Can I write Erotica? And How?

This was posted in a writing group, but someone got triggered and got deleted with no reason.

I don’t understand reddit, therefore I have a hard time reading rules and small things. If this post is not fit for this group, please teach me where to post it or if I have to edit it, please tell me before it’s deleted.

*Original post*

I was 12 years old when I moved to the U.S.
The language sounded beautifully, and the words looked luxurious. As if it was a tongue that only the rich could speak.

I bought an English-Spanish dictionary and began to write my first book. Kissing scenes were too much for my young heart, and holding hands was enough to make me blush.
My book was 40k words, but now that I think about it… it wasn’t that good.

I didn’t learn all the rules of grammar, where to put commas, and how to make a good use of a thesaurus. It’s funny how I tried to describe a simple scene while using lots of “high-class,” words. Until this day, as a 22 year old, English is a big struggle, but my passion for writing is even bigger. I know, I’m stubborn.

I (50f) have some fun on the flight home [FM]

Well, the flight wasn’t as eventful as I hoped, but still managed to have a little bit of fun. It was an overnight flight from USA to the UK and was absolutely full.

I ended up sitting in the middle of three seats, with the husband on my left by the aisle, and a younger mid 20s guy on my right by the window.

He wasn’t my usual type, a bit of a jock I guess, but was cute. I’d say just over 6 foot, wearing tracksuit bottoms and some sports top, but I did make sure I leant forward slightly to give him a good look at my cleavage as we sat down.

The first few hours were lit up and pretty much like any other flight. We had a bit of a chat, small talk mostly, he was an American coming over to visit some old friends, but he didn’t seem very interested in talking and put headphones in soon after takeoff, which meant flirting the old fashioned way was out.

It wasn’t until after a couple of rounds of drinks and the lights went out and everyone started settling down to get some sleep that I put my plan into motion.