“Less talking. More fucking me.” The night Eva and I decided rules were meant to be broken. [MF]

Molly and I — when we were a bit younger and still together — took bold and potentially not well-advised dips into swinging and non-monogamy many times. This is the story of our first time with Eva and Leo, an outgoing and attractive, mid 20s, Hispanic couple we met online that was also seeking x-rated fun with others.

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After a week of flirtatious texting and exchanging pictures, we invited Eva and Leo over to our place on a Saturday for drinks, movies, games, and potential adult shenanigans if all went well.

As the night evolved, Molly and Leo got cozy. It was clear their attraction was real. This was great news to me because Eva and I had clicked instantly days before we ever met in person. Our rapport via text was playful and effortless, and the dialogue often explicit.

After a movie, lots of fun banter, and ample quantities of vodka I stepped away from the group for a minute to use the restroom. When I returned, Eva was flying solo in the living room. Molly and Leo had made their exit to the master bedroom, leaving the door open for the curious among us. I peeked around the corner to see a nearly-naked Molly helping Leo to pull his shirt over his head. They kissed. Hands wandered. There was an urgency. I enjoyed seeing them both so into it.

[MF] My FWB and I spent the whole flight fucking

Skip the background story if you want to read the sex part right away!

BACKGROUND: David [M37], my FWB, went to a neighbouring country for a business meeting. He asked me to come with him since I could work remotely, of course I said yes. The company he works at has a private jet for important meetings/trips for the higher positions. Since David would be a solo representative for the company, they flew him with it and he was allowed to bring his +1 (partner/wife/family member). So we flew with 4 others, 2 pilots and 2 flight attendants. The flight was around 2hrs.

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Before the flight, David and I already planned to tell the flight crews not to bother us unless it was emergency matters. At first, we didn’t know if that was possible or not, so if it wasn’t allowed for safety reasons then we wouldn’t do it. We then just told the 2 flight attendants that we wanted to fuck and if it was possible for them not to serve us anything during that and just to cut us short if there were emergency matters. And they were cool about it and agreed. So….GAME ON!

[M]y Nerdy Girl[F]riend – After Paris, sort of… (Part 10 of my saga with Beth)

This is the latest installment as I share the details of those crazy times in my life spent with Beth. If you haven’t caught up with the previous episode it’s on my profile. This one starts off right where Part 9 left off. Another long read, but you’d better strap in for this one.

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I didn’t stay over with Annie. She asked me to, but it wasn’t like that with us. I suppose part of me wanted to stay, if only to add to the depth of my anger at Beth for what I assumed she was doing with Philippe. But the other part of me definitely didn’t want to stay over, because that could mean that Annie was something more than just my fuck toy. So after a few minutes laying with her, I got up and got dressed, feeling like a total dirtbag for using her like that.“That was amazing,” I told Annie. I gave her a deep kiss. “I’m gonna head out.”

“When am I going to see you again?” Annie asked. Her eyes were glistening. She blinked through it.

“I’m not sure,” I replied. “I go back to school in a couple of days.”

Convention Threesome

– We’re out.

– What?

– We’re out of tickets.

– How can you be out of tickets already? You just started selling yesterday.

– I don’t know and don’t care. Can you all please leave?!

I left the office alongside a crowd of disappointed people. We all missed out. It must have been like 2-300 people squeezing out a single door. Without tickets. I just missed out on a once in a lifetime opportunity. The first and possible only convention for Instagram “influencers” where we actually share a hotel with them. It’s probably a huge security risk for the “stars”. I don’t think they’ll hold a next one. And I missed out. Walking in the middle of the crowd was weirdly depressing given the situation, but something great came out of it. I heard someone say that there will be a raffle on the 0th day of the convention just outside the gates. 1 more ticket to 1 person that shows up. The problem is that you had to show up. It was held in the middle of nowhere in Wyoming. Wyoming! Why? I live in New York so the trip there would cost a fortune. And even then, I’d have like no chance to win it. Yet. I knew I had to try. I simply had to meet at least one of my celebrity crushes. And this is my only chance. So, I booked a flight.

I [M23] banged a chick [F24] with a fat ass at a party [MF]

I was laying in my bed and my friend calls. He tells me he’s having a party at his place so I should come over. I drive out to his house and there were a lot of cars outside. I walk in to see everyone’s drinking and having a good time. I saw a few people I know but mostly strangers

Then I see a girl I never met before. She was sexy as fuck. She was a short Latina, with a fat ass, wide hips, tiny waist and small tits. Shoulder length black hair and I could see her staring at me.

So I went over and started to talk to her. Next thing you know I’ve got this drunk dude coming at me telling me to stop talking to his girlfriend. I kept telling him to chill as he keeps saying “Come on bitch, hit me. Make my fucking day.” I started to chuckle like bro what? I walked away and he turns to her and they start arguing. After probably like 20 minutes he finally just leaves and she’s standing there talking to some other chick, so I go back over to her and she apologizes for him. I told her it was cool and we started chatting again. She told me her name was Mariana, I chuckled telling her it was nice to meet you as we shook hands.

My boyfriend’s challenge [FM]

Unconsciously, my boyfriend had just saved me from a moment of intense embarrassment.
I took advantage of his arrival to take a shower, their attentions being momentarily distracted from me, and above all, from the state I was in.
I finished getting my things, a jogging suit and a thick sweater, which would not embarrass me if my nipples suddenly decided to take their independence. My boyfriend had just entered the room when I was about to go to the bathroom.
– “Hello my love, did everything go well with Tom? He seemed a bit off. And when I saw you leave so quickly, I imagined that you had a fight?” he asked, looking worried.
– “Oh no, not at all, I just really need a shower. Between the cleaning, the cooking and Tom’s arrival, I’ve had very little time to myself.”
– “Um, um… tell me about it?” a smile had crept across her lips, his eyes roaming over my body.
As I told him about my day, he took the opportunity to run his hands over my body, kissing me on the neck, on the corner of my lips or even placing delicate kisses on the hollow of my cheeks.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate, losing my train of thought, I let out a few moans.
– Why are you doing this? You know very well that I can’t resist your kisses.
– “I don’t know why, but I want you terribly, right now.” he whispered, as his hand was already sliding down my shorts.
– “Mmh…”
– “Well? It looks like I’m having a much bigger effect on you than I thought? You’re not wearing anything under your top, and nothing under your shorts? Tom must have been delighted!” he laughed, thinking that this would make me particularly uncomfortable, his finger taking the opportunity to dig into me.
– “He… got here earlier… than I expected…”
His movements quickened and now two fingers were penetrating me. He pushed me down on the bed, face down on the mattress, my legs spread wide to let his fingers continue their mischief. I held back from screaming, I needed to express all this frustration, all this desire, but Tom’s presence in the next room prevented me. My only release was to cling to the duvet, holding it as tightly as I could, something that didn’t escape my boyfriend.
Harder and faster, he slipped his thumb into my ass, while continuing to finger me. I could hear my wetness splashing around and couldn’t help but hold back a loud moan of pleasure. He stopped dead in his tracks for a few moments, then continued on, pulling his cock out and moving closer to my face.
– “Goddamn, you turn me on when you’re submissive like that. Take my cock in your mouth, I want to cum inside you.”
Another moan escaped, he knows only too well how much hearing him talk like that turns me on. I wanted him to take me, right then and there, but I did as he asked, and began to suck him.
I arched my back more, wanting to feel every mm of his fingers, his thumb digging in a little further. Fortunately this time, his cock in my mouth kept me from screaming too loudly.
Just knowing Tom was in the next room was driving me crazy.
I could feel his sex hardening, his glans completely exposed on my tongue as it slid all the way in.
I turned around, taking his sex in my hands, opening my mouth wide as I wanked him.
That’s all he needed. One, two and then three powerful jets came out of his penis, crashing into my mouth, onto my tongue and onto my face.
He lay back on the bed, catching his breath, a big smile on his face.
– “That was amazing.”
After swallowing what was in and around my mouth, I was about to grab a tissue to wipe the rest away, when he said:
– “Challenge?”
I gasped. “Challenge” was a little game we used to play in those days, each of us issuing a challenge to the other, very often of a sexual nature, which the other was supposed to accept every time.
– “Sure…?” I answered a little uncertainly, still excited about what had just happened, and at the same time worried about what was to come.
– “I dare you to cross the room, and go to the bathroom, without wiping your face.”
– “Are you crazy?!” I shouted, much louder than I wanted to. “I’m not going to walk past Tom with a face full of cum!”
As I heard myself say these words, I felt my crotch tickle again.
– “You’ve swallowed most of it, there’s hardly anything left, it’s almost impossible for Tom to guess anything. Look,” he said calmly, handing me his phone.
Admittedly, there wasn’t much left. Just a little on the corner of the mouth and on the chin. You could almost think of it as water, if you didn’t dwell on it too much anyway.
– “Okay, I’ll do it. But if Tom gets any ideas it will be your fault!”
– “Let’s do it this way.” he replied, clearly surprised that I was willing to do it, but also very intrigued.
Without further ado I got up, grabbed my clothes, making sure to put my panties on, and walked out of the room.
Since he wants to test me, he won’t be disappointed!
I tried to ignore the slight tickle in my lower abdomen as I walked into the room where Tom was.
He was sitting in the chair with his phone in his hand.
“Perfect. He won’t notice anything.”
– “Oh Lisa! I took the liberty of pouring myself a drink, I hope you don’t mind? I gather you’re a bit… busy.” threw Tom at me, as he got up from the sofa. His big grin was enough to tell me what he had heard.
– “Oh… sorry…” were the only words I managed to say.
– Don’t worry, I’ve been in a relationship too, I know what it’s like! And it’s hard to blame…” he froze.
His eyes were fixed directly on my mouth.
“Fuck it.”
– “Uh… you’ve got a thing there.” he said, holding out his finger to remove it. My eyes went wide, my stupor gripping my entire body. “Is that some… ?”
Without saying anything, I just looked at him, my face flushed with shame.
He looked behind me, then into my eyes.
– “Let me guess, this is your ‘challenge’ game?” he asked, seeming to already know the answer.

In the Closet, Chapter 7 [mm] [Incest] [Brother/Brother] [Gay] [Sissification] [Humiliation]

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z65uy7/in_the_closet_chapter_6_mm_incest_brotherbrother/)

***ZACH***

I woke up to the biggest cock I’d ever seen lodged deep in my ass. With that sensation came rushing all the memories of last night, and I squeezed my eyes back shut. I’d given my first time to Keith. It was my ass, but it still felt virginal, definitely more so than if I’d penetrated anybody. He’d even gotten my first kiss. Again, it shouldn’t have been that big a deal to a guy, but… it felt sacred to me, like how I’d imagine a girl would feel. It was so sentimental, and I… liked the feeling. Fuck, I’d even told him that I *loved* him. I was caught up in the moment, I reasoned. I wasn’t gay, I just… deeply enjoyed getting fucked in the ass by a guy.

I didn’t have time to analyze my feelings any further, because the hands on my hips gripped me in a firmer hold, and Keith made another attempt to pull his cock out of me.

“Hold still,” he growled, and his manly rasp made me strain against my cage. The plastic restraint didn’t hurt as much as yesterday, and I wondered if I was getting used to it. A scary thought.

[FFM] My best friend [F32] and I [F32] are going to visit the our rich and hung lover over New Year’s again. Our boyfriends do not know about him.

So we met him on summer vacation four and a half years ago and he seduced us on his boat and made us worship him and shit talk our boyfriends which we found hot after some time. We basically moved in with him for the rest of the vacation and stayed in touch afterwards. Last year, we visitied him over New Year’s and it was so much fun. He made us deny our BFs sex for a week beforehand and then we had an amazing week with lots of sex. I’m very much looking forward for this year’s trip. :)

Exploring my Kink [MF] [Light Femdom]

Allie always knew I had a kink for femdom. I have probably licked and fingered her pussy to orgasm in over 90% of our sex sessions throughout the last 20 years. That’s a lot of pussy I’ve eaten and it still taste as sweet as when we were 20. I love the feeling of having my head smothered between her thighs. The smell of her pheromones making me light headed. I love being on my knees giving her head. But I really wanted to explore this femdom link some more. We are not into ropes and leather and we are too shy to role play. Besides, even if we could, I don’t think we would be able to get through a roll play sentence without bursting into hysterical laughter.

The femdom I am interested is face-sitting. From time to time I ask Allie to sit on my face while we are fucking. Occasionally she reluctantly obliges and sits on my face. But she can never “get comfortable” and “feels self-conscience.” For those reasons I don’t push my kink on her. However, I still get off on the thought of her face-sitting me. I have masturbated countless times fantasizing about the thought of being completely submissive to my beautiful wife while she uses my face to get off. Me lying on my back with her wet swollen pussy grinding on my face. Her using my tongue and mouth like her personal fuck toy. The feeling of her cum soaking my nose, mouth, and beard. I started sprinkling face-sitting gifs into our foreplay sessions and Allie began to show some interest.

[MF] “can I come over? I can’t stop thinking about your cock”

I connected with a woman on tinder and our first tinder date went about as you’d expect a good tinder date to go. Met at a bar, had a nice drink together and some good, flirty conversation while looking each other up and down. As we were asked if we wanted another round we both looked at the other, smiled and asked for the bill. Making out on the way to our cars, a little tease at a the car, some head in the elevator up to my room, and clothes flying as we entered my hotel room.

We had both been honest about what we were looking for (a couple consistent FWB for both of us, variety is the spice of life after all), so it wasn’t a surprise when she admitted during our pillow talk that she had another date the next night. I told her I hoped she had a great time, then she worked her way down to take my semi-hard cock in her mouth and bring me back to life before we fucked again.

But but this story obviously isn’t about that night since I’m skimming over all the details. This story is about the next night… when she was on a date with another guy.