Invited a stranger, when parents were not home

My parents were out of town for a week. I could do anything. I sat in my room. Maybe I could invite a random guy from grindr. The thought immediately made me hard. It was hot, but I was worried whether it would be safe. And what if he wants to come often? My parents are home most of the times. But, one day of boredom, made me open grindr. Searching through several profiles, I found a 40-year-old who wanted a boy-toy. His name was Bob. Perfect!

 

I told him all my details. I told him my house address. I told him I was 20-years-old and extremely submissive, and he could stay in my house for less than a day since my parents aren’t home for one day. He agreed, became very romantic with me and frequently kept in touch with me. The next day, I prepared my bedroom for his arrival. I shaved my ass and legs, cleaned my crotch and was waiting for him. He came on time. I saw him through my front window. For a 40-year-old he was well-built. He was a black guy with black hair wearing a thin t-shirt and boxers. He looked very pleasant. I opened the door. I was nervous, I also had the fear of letting a stranger inside. But I was too horny to not do it. He was very polite. He sat on the sofa and we talked a bit about ourselves. He asked for a glass of water. I went inside the kitchen to open the fridge. Suddenly I heard the door open.

All I want for Christmas is you… Part 1 [MF] [True Story] [Adultery] [Car Sex] [ONS]

**This is a true story, originally I posted about this 6 months ago [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/adultery/comments/a95i52/had_my_first_one_night_stand_last_night/?ref=share&ref_source=link)**

*I’ll write a continuation if there’s enough interested*

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I sat at the bar drinking a coke, contemplating what to do next. I didn’t want to go home. Back to her, back to reality. Self-destructive, looking to ruin things before they could end; I was lonely, but just wanted to be alone.

Oh well, in for a penny, in for a pound. I sat back and resigned myself to my fate as I asked Barman Bill for yet another coke. Still at least Bill liked his job. Chatting with women and making cocktails, but also listening to the sob stories of idiots like me sitting there drowning their self-inflicted sorrows.

“Is it happy hour?”

“Duos Porn star Martini por favor”

Hey you alright?

What’s your name?

Oh Danielle, nice. Oh, you’re here with your work friends?

Who am I here with?

Oh, yeah, my mate Jack. He’s just outside in the smoking area outside.

Oh, when’s he coming back? I don’t know, he’s been gone a while.

I think he said he wasn’t feeling too well.

Late Night Job (Shemale) (Bi) (Threesome) (Anal) (Oral)

I had stirred from my slumber it was 1:33AM I had this feeling like I needed a hookup. I messaged my friend who I knew could give me what I needed. “Hey Beatrice I need you and I mean now.” She messaged me back quickly “Okay, the usual place?” I told her “yes we would meet there” and “she said later there would be a special suprise”. I got on some lighter clothes and went down my stairs. I made it too my front door and put on my shoes and left. I walked for felt like an enternity but reality told me it was 4 mins. I made it to pur spot I went in and there Beatrice is her beautiful cock pushing its way through her pants. I cpuldn’t wait for her to fill my ass. I cpuldn’t wait too fill hers. I walked over tp her and got on my knees.

My fantasy

I wanna be chained up in a basement, stripped down to nothing, the feeling of cold metal against my hot skin a constant sensation. I want to be gangbanged every night, my pussy pumped to the brim with cum to the point where I can almost feel my stomach expanding with the load. I want to be fucked so much that I get pregnant, I want to be used in every one of my holes even when I’m pregnant. I want to be constantly either giving birth or pregnant or becoming pregnant. I want to be a sex slave for a huge amount of people. I want my children to grow up like this too, my bastard sons growing up to fuck their own mother like everybody else, my daughters growing up to be exactly like me. I want to be brainwashed into thinking this is normal and good and what I was born to do. I want to be a slave for the rest of my life…

Party fun. (Teasing, public risk)

You’re at a party, an in-and-outdoor affair and we’ve had one or two drinks apiece. My hands are all over you at every opportunity, mostly light caresses here and there, but some of them very inappropriate. Most out of clothes but some are more… exploratory. As the night goes, the touching gets bolder. Running a hand up your breast but pausing to pinch the fabric where you are poking through ever so slightly, rubbing up your thigh as I lean in to talk to you, lingering on the crotch of your pants, or better yet, unfastening the button as I lean in and tell you to leave it as it is.

We mingle further and down another drink or so before I pull you aside, away from the people. I ask you if you would change into something else, and present you with what looks like a slightly over-sized poncho. I tell I want you shirt though, and you oblige, changing in front of me. With the poncho on you realize how much it flows around your body, covering down nearly to your knees, but lifting teasingly as you move about and it flaps in the gentle breeze. Still, it counts as a top, so what is the harm, neh?

Krossroads Inn Finale [Ghost Story, MF, Ghost Sex]

[Continued from Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf4sbm/krossroads_inn_part_2_ghost_story_mmf/)

Laura’s sleep was restless, and she tossed and turned in her bed. She was asleep for a few hours when a cold feeling settled upon her. The cold moved along her alabaster skin, lightly leaving a trail of goosebumps and making her warm flesh tingle. The feeling became more substantial and felt as if ice cold fingertips were tracing their way along her body. Not fully awake, Laura could not fight the effects the stroking was having on her, and she felt the warmth growing between her thighs which caused her to let out a moan in her sleep. Suddenly she was literally jerked from her sleep when her body was forcefully pulled down towards the foot of her bed. Her eyes flashed open in panic and she tried to get up, but was instantly pushed back down by an invisible force. Laura looked around the room panicked. She was completely alone, but she could clearly feel hands on her body.

Krossroads Inn Part 2 [Ghost Story, MMF]

[Continued from Part1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cf4pml/krossroads_inn_part_1_ghost_story_masturbation/)

Laura immediately felt her face flush and she felt like she wanted to run away.

“Was something wrong?” Laura asked nervously.

“It would probably be easier if I just showed you.” Tony said, “I have it cued up.”

Laura followed the boys into their room, which was an exact copy of her room next door. There was a laptop set up on the dresser with a still image of Laura asleep in her room on the screen.

“Watch this,” Tony said and he hit play.

There didn’t seem to be much movement on the screen except the barely perceptible movement of Laura’s breathing. Laura watched herself asleep, lying on her side facing the camera, and thought there was nothing out of the ordinary happening, until she noticed the dresser in the background. A candlestick slowly slid from one end of the dresser to the other and then back again. Laura gasped at first, but then breathed a sigh of relief. She was pleased that that was all they saw. That’s a huge catch, but at least it wasn’t her half naked with her tits out. She started to speak when Hernan cut her off.

Krossroads Inn Part 1 [Ghost story, masturbation]

Built in 1803 by pagan settlers, Krossroads Inn has been responsible for over ten thousand untimely deaths. Rated the number one haunted location in the world, according to the spirit guides. Rumor has it, that the consequences of spending one night at the Krossroads Inn will result in death or even worse.

She read the pamphlet again and again as the Greyhound bus hissed through the pre-dawn darkness.

Laura had always been obsessed with ghosts, ghost stories, and the supernatural. Growing up with that obsession made her an outcast in school and as a result, she didn’t have many friends growing up. When she graduated high school she was relieved. When she moved away to college she was excited for a chance at a new start.

As she thought back to the events that lead to this trip her eyes drifted from the pamphlet to the window and she watched the road pass. It was her first week at school and she was still getting used to dorm life. He roommate Mayra was a nice girl from Texas with an accent Laura found cute. Mayra was quiet and shy, much like Laura, and they had a lot of other things in common as well. Laura imagined they would get along great and looked forward to getting to know her new friend. It was as she was lost in thoughts of the fun things she and Mayra could do together in the coming year when the bright green flyer posted on the bulletin board in the dorm hallway caught her eye.

[MF] Magic Hands – A very brief encounter in the ladies room of a club.

This is my first time posting here, and on Reddit for that matter. Please let me know if I should have done anything differently. I’m not particularly clued in about the workings of Reddit yet.
So I’ve been thinking it would be nice to write down some of the filthy adventures I’ve had over the years. Especially back in the days of Craigslist, or when Tinder was still used for dating rather than promoting your insta account. I recently discovered this subreddit and have been enjoying all the stories for a while now. Figured it was my time to contribute.

As a short introduction. Most of these stories played out in my mid thirties. At that time I was in an open relationship and my social life was made up of a nice group of open, kinky people. One couple in particular, who we had met through Fetlife, had become very close friends to us. We’d all take drugs together and go out to techno nights. We were always pushing the boundaries and always acting as total enablers.

Dogging with Kate Part 3 [MF] [MMF] [FF] [Dogging] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur]

“You’re ready, Kate! Go nuts” I winked her way as she flicked the interior lights on and slowly spread her legs.

A flurry of activity outside the car, meaning Dawn was probably taking load number 3 in her cunt or arse, and I noticed a bit of movement towards my car.

Kate closed her eyes, I think it was easier to not immediately see the watchers. She hitched up her dress around her waist. Slowly tracing the outline of her pussy with one finger. Taking it to her mouth to taste her grool.

We had three watchers now. All cock in hand. Kate squeezed her nipple with her left hand, whilst the right found her trusty hairbrush. In it went, and she started again to punish her tight little cunt with the oddly shaped dildo.

This got a little nod of appreciation from the audience, who picked up their speed to match Kate.

One guy couldn’t hold back. He rapped on the window to get our attention. Kate’s eyes snapped open, she just had enough time to see a middle aged business man in a cheap suit fire his load on the window of my car! She let out a little giggle. But it showed her just what an audience she’d managed to attract. We had damn near the whole car park watching her fuck her little pussy.