Confessions of a hyper-sexed corporate executive (1.3) [M/F]

**(Same as before, be kind and give me constructive feedback and criticism)**

“He’s doing it again…” grunted the large potbellied man. The voice belonged to a rather uncongenial war vet that was my neighbor for the past 5 years. Ever since he moved in, I was harassed on an almost daily basis for the most minute things. Things like, lights on at night, smells of exotic cooking and the sounds of music coming from the walls. Those were just the small things. “Evening Mr Meacham. How can i help?” I looked up at him, maintaining my politeness. He was rather bulky, either by genetics, or years of training in the Army and he had rather rough, pockmarked skin. Either by his time in Vietnam or perhaps a rough childhood. There were mini scars that looked like they were from knives, scarring his face and a rather large nose. A nose pointed directly at my direction as he practically dwarfed me. As an Asian, I was of average size, but compared to him, i was petite. A thought that made my abdomen tighten.

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[M]y third time fucking a married woman. While her husband slept in the next room.

When in my twenties all my friends were getting married and I wasn’t having any luck with love. I got cynical about relationships and stopped respecting them. I fucked a college friend’s wife–more than once (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bfdcac/m_fucked_my_married_college_friend_while_her). I fucked a woman I met online who was engaged and looking to get in one last fling (https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/bcdkm8/i_fucked_his_fiancé_then_i_kept_doing_it/.

Desi was the third woman in a relationship that I fucked. I met her on the kind of crappy free hookup site that existed in a world before tinder. She was kind of a train wreck. She was younger than me, had been a stripper at one point, had a kid with one guy, and was married to another guy. They were getting divorced, but both of them were so broke that they couldn’t get their own place, so they still lived together in different rooms of the same apartment. He had the bedroom. She slept in the living room.

But she was attractive. And really funny in an irreverent way that I appreciated. And we clicked talking about indie and classic rock bands. And I was still relatively new to the area and lonely. All of that is rationalizing, I know. But I’m ok with that.

My Uber driver came back for more. [MF]

The Uber driver from [this](https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/cphvtq/i_sucked_my_uber_drivers_cock_and_then_let_him/) post paid me a visit few nights ago.

I was asleep in bed when I heard my doorbell in ring. It was 1 in the morning. I was a bit scared. I went to the door and looked through the peep hole. It was the uber driver who had fucked me and drove me home naked. I knew was he was there, but felt a little apprehensive about letting him in. I asked what he wanted. He told me not to make him wait and open the door. He said this in the forceful manner that makes my pussy wet. I opened the door and he walked in. I only had a flimsy robe on, he took it off without saying a word. He just stood there for a few seconds, checking out my tits with a sly grin on his face. He then unzipped his pants. I knew what he wanted. I got down on my knees and started sucking like I was thirsty for cum. I guess I was.

[f] Uncle’s Wedding – Mr Blue Suit

Hey, I’ve been trying to get this story typed up but never really found the time. I just wanted to get it down and see how it goes.

So, about 3 weeks ago we attended my uncle’s wedding. Was a fairly busy service; full church, plenty from our family and his wife’s. [We arrived at the church](https://imgur.com/n5PwIp7), and as usually we all stood around chatting to various members and family-friends. There was 1 guy that caught my eye straight away. Blue suit, very tall, well-built. I had no idea who he was and I just assume he was a random guest, never thought much of it, but he was the hottest guy there.

Fast-forwarded a bit, we had left to church and had driven out to a fancy hotel for the meal/ afterparty. I was sitting with my folks and noticed the Blue-Suit-Guy walk in. I think that was the moment I thought i would atleast have a snog with him, and see how it goes. I watched him walk across the room and sit at the head table, that was when I released he was actually the bf of my uncle’s wife’s daughter.

Fucking my neighbour [MF]

Hi all..its been a while since i posted a story. This even actually happened last Saturday night. Hope you enjoy it.

So i live in a town house by myself and one of my neighbours is this cute fijian chick name Elsie. She lives with her BF and her best friend. Elsie has a sweet face, always smiling and have a positive attitude. She has a hot ass and a medium size tits. Her BF is also fijian, very fit and they both go to gym on a regular basis.

Anyways it was Saturday night and i didnt have any plans to go out with my friends..so i decided to play some poker at the local pub. It was a good game..made it to the final table but didnt win any money. It was about 11.30pm and i decided to go home. As i parked my car outside my place i saw Elsie getting out of an uber car and she was looking fucking hot. She was wearing black jeans which shows off her nice ass ans white low cut top. I just stood there and just stared at her walking towards her house. I said Hi and asked her on how was her night. She went out with some girlfriends for dinner and drinks and all her friends wanted to go clubbing which she hates cause too many sleazy guys. We talked outside for about 15mins about her work and also her online business that she’s building up with amazon. I was also doing the same thing.

Friday evening at the office [mF] [FDom] [oral]

I wrote this a couple years back and wanted to share it again. Let me know how much you like it.

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You’re in the kitchen at work, waiting for your lunch to finish heating up so you can go back to your desk. You’re leaning against the counter, trying to be discreet about hiding your erection but you can feel your cock straining against your pants and you wonder silently how you’re going to make it back to your office like this. You clasp your hands in front of you, watching the seconds tick by on the microwave screen. Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight… she rounds the corner and gives you a smile as she walks into the kitchen. It’s your boss. She opens the fridge and pulls out her lunch bag, takes a glass container out and pops the lid off, setting it on the counter next to the microwave. 

“Any big plans this weekend?” She asks you, turning to the sink and flipping the faucet on, waiting for the water to turn cold. She’s got a water bottle in her left hand and she turns to look at you, waiting for you answer. You shift ever so slightly. You’re uncomfortable as fuck, self conscious and your cheeks are getting warm. You shift your weight from one leg to the other and glance at the microwave again. Ten seconds left. Nine.

Long Day

Ten hours. Ten fucking hours. The train jolted on its tracks as I fumed about my shift that day. The exhaustion shown on my face. The train slowed as it reached my stop. I slowly walked out, think frustrated by the day. “I need to relax,” I said to myself. Should I smoke some weed? Get hammered? Take a bunch of Xanax and see what happens? As I considered my options, something caught my eye. The attention center had a just been built. After the new order from our state government, an attention center was to be built in each town. My lonely night plans of drugs and drinking subsided. I crossed the street to the attention center. Walking in I went to the receptionist. She smiled, “Welcome! Have you been to your local Attention Center before?” I explained that I hadn’t, and she quickly signed me in and handed me a punch card. “Come ten times, and the eleventh visit,” she paused, “is a Virgin.” It moved. I stood shocked for a moment. The receptionist smiled with an intense energy, “Rooms C11 – 15 are open, and the shifts just began, enjoy your attention!”

Vacation week part 2 [MF] [milf] [woman-centered]

Part 2

MONDAY
It was very early the next morning, the sun just starting to come up, when Tommy snuck into her bedroom and cautiously laid down in bed next to her. She murmured a little as she started to wake up and realized he was there. She smiled sleepily and turned to him. “Hi,” she said just above a whisper. They were lying face to face now, but not touching yet.

“Hi,” he replied. “I’m sorry to sneak in here, but I just couldn’t help it. I can’t stop thinking about yesterday. I can’t stop thinking about you. I have been hard as a rock for about an hour….and everyone is still asleep, so I was just thinking….” he added, blushing a little as he moved towards her, reaching for her waist. 

“A little morning wood, huh?”

“It might be sort of throughout the day wood, but yes,” he answered, smiling.

Cady kissed him gently, softly on his lips, but didn’t linger. “Tommy, you are a beautiful, beautiful man, and I have been thinking about you too. But I’m going to make us both wait a little bit longer.” 

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My First Time Helping An Adult Virgin: Encounters With Z pt2

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d47yif/my_first_time_helping_an_adult_virgin_encounters/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d47yif/my_first_time_helping_an_adult_virgin_encounters/)

Hi S,

Wow, last night was crazy. I cant actually believe I did that. I have fantasized about an interactive sexual encounter like that for so long, as I write that out, it looks just so pitiful, anyways, last night was amazing. I have never let anyone see me like that, it felt very thrilling, and it was a huge turn on,but honestly today, the whole experience has left me feeling very vulnerable and exposed.

I have never understood how to interact with people very well, so last night was way way outside my comfort zone. You were very kind, and I think you are very sexy – but I don’t think we should chat anymore. Like I said before, I think you have been so so sweet, but I know I am not really very attractive, and I am pretty sure you can do better than a middle aged virgin that could stand to drop 30lbs. I am pretty sure if we keep going, I will disappoint you eventually, so I want to stop here, before I do. Thank you, Im sorry. -Z

Z,

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A labor day story about [M]y ex-[F]iance and I [MF]

This is another one of my favorite sex memories about my ex. At this point, we were together for 5 years and we were throwing a party for labor day with friends. My ex was short, 5′ on the nose, but had large D sized breasts, and a decent ass with great hips.

We went out dress shopping for the party where she found this dress that fit her perfectly. It was a deep red color, that hugged everything just right. My friends were eye fucking her the entire night, absolutely praying for a nip slip. All I could think of during the party was how badly I wanted to fuck her in that dress.

A few hours later, and everyone had left. The party was full of laughs and fun that everyone needed. Drunk, my fiance had laid down on a long chair (think generic therapist chair) we had when I started to kiss her. She knew what I wanted but said no, she wasn’t feeling it. Disappointed, I sat down at the end of the chair and watched TV.