[FM] Out intense first date

So there are a few things we need to get out of the way before we get into the crux of the story, so bare with me.

First off, Joe and I (names to be substituted for privacy) have been friends for the better part of a decade. We met after we graduated college and started in our first post graduate ‘real’ jobs. And we hit it off great! There was clearly a spark, and an immediate attraction, but something we never acted on. Why? Timing. When we met, we were both in relationships. When he was single, I was in a relationship. When I was single….. you get the point. And even when we were both single, the timing just wasn’t right. Rushing into a new relationship after a break up is never good, especially if you’re contemplating dating a really good friend, like he was. And then after a while, that friend zone is hard to break out of. Sure we talked about it, we flirted with each other even while dating other people. But it was just too much of a good thing to risk hurting, so we never took that risk….. until we did, or I did i guess is more accurate, but we’ll get to that in a bit.

The naughty Christmas Carol

This is meant as a fantasy and if carried out in real life, it should be after discussion and between consenting adult only.

It’s was during the holidays periods , for a Christmas choirs.
You decided that it’s would be a good idea to try a naughty calendar for this year’s December.
I agreed but due to bad luck i couldn’t meet with you until the third day . But that just meant i got to play with you three times more to make up for the time we lost .

We opened them together and what we founded was … Interesting.
There was a small vibrator useful to tease your clit and g point .
A small bell with a “ring for sex ” inscription.
And a small butt plug .

I was already thinking about all the naughty stuff i could do with them but before i could finish i heard the bell ringing.
I turned to you and i see you smiling wickedly.

I oblige and i strip you off your clothes will you laugh and try to avoid my hands playfully, but one hand on your throat calm down your mouvement and keep you close to me.
Once you are stripped i get behind you and i put the vibrator on your pussy while i give you order in your ear.

A stripper helps me with a bunch of firsts… [FFM]

10 years or so ago, just after we got engaged, we had one of the more interested sexual experiences of our lives. It’s been a go-to memory since to get us in the mood. Here it is from my memory:

We had only been engaged a week or two when some of my old college friends came into town to stay with us and celebrate. Now most of you have seen plenty of me on here but for those that haven’t looked, I’m just on the taller side of average and my boobs are a C. This night, I’m wearing a khaki skirt (with my usual thong underneath), a tight tank top, no bra and a jean jacket. The evening started at our house with glasses of wine, then progressed to margaritas and with the tequila, our plans of walking to a bar a block or two away quickly changed. I think it was my fiancé (now husband) who half jokingly threw out the idea of heading to a strip club not far away. We’ve enjoyed them with friends before (he fingered me in one shortly after we started dating while surrounded by friends – they didn’t know).

[Give Me a Number] [F/43] [M/28] [F4M] [phone sex] [video call] [female orgasm] [LDR] [part 2]

Part Two: “Give Me a Number”

“Good. Keep playing” you instruct, turning me on even more. “Now move to the floor. I want you to cum for me. I want to hear you moan and scream out my name. I want to see you writhing around on the floor in complete pleasure, your body shaking. Keep your fingers inside. Don’t stop playing.”

I slide myself down onto the floor, propping my phone up against the cabinet to give you the perfect view of my dripping wet pussy. I’m leaning back against the oven, my right hand still stroking and slipping in and out, while my left hand reaches back, gripping the oven door handle. I close my eyes and hear only your breath in my ear. I am transported somewhere between time and space…a place that only exists for the two of us. You’re thousands of miles away but somehow you’re right here with me. Inside me. I hear your breathing getting heavier and I swear I can feel it on the back of my neck. I know it’s my own hand moving faster and harder inside of me but in our world of suspended reality I feel you instead. You whisper “Go, go” and I feel my wet walls start to contract around my fingers. My entire body flushes and my legs begin to shake as my orgasm envelops me. I’m consumed by pleasure, cumming all over myself and all over the kitchen floor.

Give Me A Number [F/43] [M/28] [F4M] [phone sex] [video call] [female orgasm] [on a scale from 1-10] [LDR] [on the kitchen floor] [affirmations]

I’ve been on a hiatus but I’m back! Here’s Part One of my latest. And you can always [listen](https://open.spotify.com/episode/0jQmU3AdjSggNpkpbDMmLD?si=biH8IkVmTVycbK9pzZlpsw) here.
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“Give Me a Number”

I was angry with you. I played it down, telling myself – and you – that I was annoyed, not angry. But you saw right through me, the way you always do. You see right through to the core of me, straight to my truth and to my soul. And then you laughed; telling me that I’m cute when I’m angry. “I’m not angry, I’m annoyed” I said. You laughed again! Typically this would make my blood boil. My Scorpio instincts telling me to dig in my heels and become colder & more distant. But somehow, you drew me out of my anger. Your smile disarming me… softening me.

(MF) Breeding and Camping with an age difference

“We’ll never be able to return to camp in this snow and at this hour. We’ll have to hide out for at least tonight.” In a rush to get inside our sleeping bags and escape the cold, we quickly erect our tiny shelter. Kyle and his girlfriend are having a difficult time.He and I are the only ones present, rekindling our friendship after a few years apart. She was meant to be here with us. He is 31 and estranged. I’m still in school and ten years younger. Since I last saw him, he has grown taller and stronger.

As we take off our clothes that night to go to bed, we shiver. I can’t help but pay attention to the way his silky hair peeks out from under the collar of his plaid shirt and how his Adam’s apple enlarges as he swallows. I found myself picturing his beard’s bristles rubbing across my flesh. As I strip off everything but my tank top and panties, I catch him taking notice of my athletic body, red lips, prominent collarbones, beautiful skin, and flawless breasts. He casts a quick peek at my long, lean legs before saying calmly, “I think we should share a sleeping bag tonight. We can keep each other warm, it’s all right.”

[FM] An Alley Fuck

I was on a night out with some friends, in a nightclub, on the dancefloor, kissing a guy.

He had one hand on my ass, the other on a tit. I had one hand around his neck, while the other rubbed his rock hard cock through his trousers.

“Mmmm, I want your cock so bad” I told him between kisses. My pussy was on fire, my clit was throbbing, I wanted to be fucked so badly.

“Do you want to get out of here?” He asked me.

This was the problem. I didn’t. I wanted to fuck him, badly, but it was 12:30 am, the night was young. I was having a good night with my friends and I wanted to get back to them for a while longer. But, if I left this guy go and tried to find him again at the end of the night, I’d probably lose that opportunity for dick. He’d find another girl, or jerk off in the bathroom, or something.

I didn’t live near the club, and neither did he. So, I did the only thing I could think of that would solve my problem there and then.

The morning after [DaddyM39/DaughterF18]

The sun coming through the window wakes me, my dreams flashing though my mind and then gone just as quick, did last night really happen or was it my desperate imagination seeking to release my inner ambitions.

Rolling my naked dad bod over in bed, my morning glory as hard and as free as ever. The covers kicked off sometime during the night. The realisation of my actions start haunting me, but deep down I know what I hope for. The beautiful body of my daughter that I crave to see is no where to be found.

The night before starts to fill my head. Fantasy had been turned to reality, my daughter had seduced me, a flood of guilt runs through my veins. I’m supposed to be her father and she made me her “daddy.”

As hard as I struggled to make sense of everything, and tried to find the words for the inevitable conversation that was absolutely coming, but my perverted deviant mind keep coming back to one thing.

My [M] Old School Friend [F] is a filthy slut!

I [30M] was recently in the gym as I normally am most mornings, when an old friend from College walked in. I saw her immediately but didnt bother her straight away, was only until for saw me we spoke and had a little catch up there and then. After that we continued with our workouts and then said Bye to each other.
The next day i went and she was already there participating in a Class, when the class ended she came up to me and asked if I was busy after and if I wanted to catch up and grab something to eat after, I agreed.

Now I must say ive always loved a woman in Yoga pants/leggings so seeing her in them I was immediately wishing I could tear them off her.

Love giving road head

I was riding in my friend Jakes car to go visit some other friends of ours at a different school like an hour away. We were joking around talking about people we’d hooked up with and he said he’d heard I was really good at sucking dick. I had been getting horny so idk I kinda just blurted out “I guess I’d have to show you” half jokingly but he called my bluff and took his cock out. I spent the rest of the ride happily sucking him off and edging him every time he got close so that I could suck it for longer. It wasn’t my first time sucking dick in a car but I realized I really love giving road head for a couple reasons:

I love how exposed it is like yes there’s a little privacy in the car but really anyone could look in the window and see my head bobbing up and down in his lap

I also really love the feeling of putting my life in his hands like yes driving is already inherently dangerous but it feels so much riskier when he’s in my throat and I can’t see out the window at what’s happening, especially when he really starts moaning and squirming and I know he’s super distracted

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