Mary’s Adventure, Part 5.5 of 6 [FFM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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It didn’t take much convincing to get Alberto to join us back at our towel after the two bullies went their own way, finding themselves low on ammunition. Gina was more insistent that he join us than I was, though I certainly didn’t mind. I laid back on the towel to resume my tanning while Gina and Alberto became acquainted. Gina was quietly flirting with him, clearly interested in our new friend on a purely physical level. In the mean time, I let my mind wander to our kiss. He hadn’t been as passionate or as skilled as R, but it had been more personal. Maybe it was just because I knew Alberto’s name, but R’s kiss was beautifully urgent and filled with lust, like something out of a movie, but Alberto’s had been phenomenally real, searching for meaning and fulfillment. Like apples and oranges, there was no way for me to say which one I enjoyed more. There was definitely an allure to Alberto’s style that left me longing to explore it further.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 5 of 6 [FFM]

Part 1 is [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e1nckz/marys_adventure_part_1_of_6_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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CHAPTER 5 – WEDNESDAY

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me, but this place is amazing, and he was amazing, and he made me feel like you never…”

Writing an “I’m sorry I cheated on you” text to my husband was the hardest part about cheating on him.

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry. There’s no excuse for what I did, and I deserve whatever scorn you have for me. I intend to behave myself…”

The words on the screen were hollow, not exactly the best adjective for an apology. Worse yet, they were a lie. I was sorry, knowing that what I’d done would hurt him to the core, but I really couldn’t imagine behaving myself now.
“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry, but he was so hot and had a massive…”

Best not to go there.

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and he gave me the most incredible orgasm…”

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and he did things for me that you never would…”

Getting paid to have rough sex with a guy I liked [FM]

Hey, so this is my first time posting something here. Please be nice I got some more or less great stories to share.

This story happened a little while ago, about 2 years back. I was 22 at the time, working my first real job where I met a guy whom I instantly felt a connection with. When I meet someone I usually know right away, if things could click or not. Since I had a boyfriend at that time it was never more than a little friendly flirting though.

He, let’s call him Pete, is about 180cm (6 foot) tall, sporty with a tendency to a six pack, short dark brown hair and a baby face. I am a little bit taller than 170cm (5.7 foot), skinny, long brown hair and a great butt.

[FM] On a School Bus at Night

My boyfriend really loves the idea of public sex. He’s a bit of an exhibitionist. I’m somewhat shy myself, but he knows exactly how to turn me on. The other night was no exception.

We and a mutual friend had been drinking some that night. Nothing heavy, but I was leaving town on a school trip the next morning for a couple days and wanted to celebrate beforehand. My boyfriend had just turned 21, so he had picked up a few drinks earlier that day. I would say I’m relatively modest, but alcohol always makes me horny. Something about the warmth it provides just makes me crave pleasure. At the end of the night, when I was a bit tipsy, we decided to take our friend home. It was a short walk, but along the way the three of us began a game of Truth or Dare. The game was mostly innocuous, though some questions more provocative than others (my bf asked our friend if he had ever thought about me carnally; I turned around while he nodded his head so I don’t know, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he said yes). Though the air was warm, I became increasingly aware of the desire growing within me. I craved touch.

[F]irst date at 12A[M]

Senior year in college I (22F, 5’3”, brunette, curly hair) was on a bit of a tinder rampage and matched with a (30M) lawyer. We got talking and he asked if I knew how to roll a joint. I was relatively new to the weed scene so I asked if he could teach me. I was already wet thinking about the power dynamic involved…teacher/student…daddy??

When we finally decided to meet up, I had a concert to go to so I said I’d meet up with him afterward and went straight to his apartment (safety note: please do not try this yourself). I got to his place wearing black thigh high socks and a corduroy black skirt. We hugged at the door and then sat on his couch and talked for a little bit. He taught me how to roll a joint. I did ok, but his was a lot better so we lit that one up. We kept talking and quickly he had his hand on my thigh.

Surprise Me, part 1 [MF][public masturbation]

*I don’t know, surprise me.*

What an open-ended statement. I’d been talking sex with my husband, commenting on all the erotica I’ve been reading lately, and how it was making me a bit curious. He seemed interested, asking questions here and there, trying to suss out what made me hot. Finally, he asked if there was anything in particular I was interested in trying out. I raised a playful eyebrow, bit my lower lip for a moment, and said it. “I don’t know, surprise me.” He nodded, looking pensive, and that was the end of the conversation.

Later, when he brought up going to dinner, I was nervous. He hadn’t said anything more on the subject of sex, just carried on with normal, boring conversations, watching tv, the things one does when one is bored. But every so often I’d caught him looking at me, thoughtfully. I was getting dressed to go out when he came up behind me and kissed me on the back of the neck. I sighed pleasurably and leaned back against him, feeling how solid he was.

[MF] The simple move that blew my mind, and I wish all women knew…

A few years ago I had a FWB in a town I travelled to regularly. She was a great girl, attractive, fun to be around and go for a drink with, but we knew what our relationship was. We were friends that fucked. The friends part was great, but we both were busy, wanted to have fun, and didn’t want to have to worry about a relationship. It was great.

Our sex was fairly vanilla, which was fine, but every once in a while there would be a little simple moment that would spice it up just a bit. Sometimes that thing could be very simple.

The first time we fucked, we were both a little drunk. We made out on the walk back to her apartment from the bar (only 2 blocks away because we knew the real reason we were going for a drink…), made out in the elevator, then when we got to her apartment she lit some candles, turned on some sexy music and turned it way up, then came back to me and we started to undress each other.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 11 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 10 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Eleven

“You haven’t forgotten that you promised me a pass to Castle Hill, have you?” Irese said smiling up at Jarl.

The prince was wearing a wide smile and nothing else. His clothes lay discarded over the entire room.

“Ah. Yes. Well, I had forgotten. But I will get that for you by next week. I promise,” Jarl said picking up one sock.

“You better. I was good to you tonight, weren’t I?”

“You were indeed,” Jarl laughed.

Sigrid stood over by one wall and looked at the two of them. She could not get the image of Jarl pushing his member in and out of Irese’s tight hole out of her mind and she was still soaking wet and had had no release all night. It was driving her near insane. All of a sudden, they were heading out. Sigrid didn’t even remember saying goodbye to Irese. They headed down Parchent, the revelry had subsided slightly, but the streets were still fairly full. People with horrible masks were running back and forth shouting loudly and Sigrid almost stabbed one of them reflexively as he or she jumped up towards her.

An Ode to Uncertainty – Chapter 11 [MF][FF][MFF][Fantasy]

Please read chapters 1 – 10 first if you have not done so. This is not a stand-alone story. Link to other chapters in comments.

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## Eleven

“You haven’t forgotten that you promised me a pass to Castle Hill, have you?” Irese said smiling up at Jarl.

The prince was wearing a wide smile and nothing else. His clothes lay discarded over the entire room.

“Ah. Yes. Well, I had forgotten. But I will get that for you by next week. I promise,” Jarl said picking up one sock.

“You better. I was good to you tonight, weren’t I?”

“You were indeed,” Jarl laughed.

Sigrid stood over by one wall and looked at the two of them. She could not get the image of Jarl pushing his member in and out of Irese’s tight hole out of her mind and she was still soaking wet and had had no release all night. It was driving her near insane. All of a sudden, they were heading out. Sigrid didn’t even remember saying goodbye to Irese. They headed down Parchent, the revelry had subsided slightly, but the streets were still fairly full. People with horrible masks were running back and forth shouting loudly and Sigrid almost stabbed one of them reflexively as he or she jumped up towards her.

The Vacation – part 4 [MF] [cheating]

Ash stood in the door frame staring into the darkness at me. I could see her but she could barely see me. She was only wearing a pair of skimpy underwear. She gently closed the door and walked towards the bed. I reached my hand down and began to stroke myself as she inches closer and closer. She crawled on the bed and without words began to pull down my shorts and boxer briefs. She grabbed my cock and guides her tongue around the shaft, feeling the growth with each lick.

“Mmm I know you’d be a good boy.”

She swirled her tongue around the head before making it disappear in her mouth. She was emphatic in her approach as she wanted to make sure it was enjoyable. You could tell based on her enthusiasm. In the quiet house, it sounded like a symphony around my cock with all the saliva dripping down her chin and she eagerly shoved it down her throat once more. Her eyes stayed looking up at me to see how I responded. Needless to say, I spent more time with my head back in ecstasy than paying attention. As she bobbed her head up and down, she would grab one of her breasts and would roll the nipple between her fingers making them erect. As she felt me get thicker and harder, knowing I could cum soon, she stopped and slowly stroked me.

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