Met this beautiful girl from another city [MF]

*posting here for the first time*

After a recent breakup, I matched with a girl on tinder who was about 100kms away from my city.
I was about 23, skinny with some muscles(footballer type), dark hair light beard and light brown skin.
She was 28, well toned, mid sized boobs, light skinned and brunette.
Within the first week of tinder, we already started talking about kissing and cuddling each other. This led to us wanting to meet each other, we decided to meet two weeks later on a weekend, I would travel to her city, and if things work out I would stay the night at her place.
A couple of days later, she asked me if we could Skype, since she was slightly weirded about us meeting and most of the things we have chatted about was sex.

We discussed about each other interests, which later went into serious topics, (gender equality, politics and so on). As time passed by we just kept staring at each other and had nothing much left to say, although we flirted with our eyes, later I asked her if I could see her boobs, to which she earlier rejected, but as we spoke more about kissing and cuddling each other, she herself got rid of her top. The same thing happened every evening on Skype, but after the second Skype, she completely got naked and we masturbated looking at each other. She was extremely loud while masturbating and would often exhaust herself after the first round. Read more »

Fran Pt.3 [MF]

I’d be a fool to argue, so the moment of truth was upon us. Both naked, wrapped around each other like snakes ready to strike. I decided to strike first and pinned her arms back and told her she was mine till I said otherwise. First a look of confusion, then understanding and finally lust with a nod. I pulled back the covers briefly to see what I was taking. Lying, arms back, legs slightly parted was a 5’9” woman, slightly thin with a muscular dancers body. Small but (for me) absolutely perfect breasts, with dark pencil eraser nipples that were currently hard as granite. Flat smooth belly going to a totally smooth, hairless crotch. (she later told me that she’d had laser hair removal, she liked being totally hairless, it made her feel “clean and really sexy”) Fran was simply breath taking, the ideal of what I desire in a woman’s body. And she was getting cold, and I was hungry. Read more »

A Ca[m]pground A[f]fair

*We are in section L152, so practically neighbors!*

I hastily text her before stashing my phone. The surprise encounter still fresh in my mind. Still marveling at how small the world can be some times. One minute you are finishing setting up camp with your wife, and the next you are running into an old college fling. Almost groaning out at the memory of how she teased me with memories of our college adventures, or just how good her ass looked as she walked back to her friends and camp site.

Leaving me to compose myself before returning to mine… “Did you grab the buns and snacks from the pantry?” My wife’s voice calls out from the back of the car. Did I? Fuck. No I didn’t. It was still sitting on the shelf where I put it after we got back from the grocery store.

“No, that is safe and sound at home. Did we forget anything else?” I call out as I walk towards the car. Glancing over our bags and equipment spread from the car to our tent. Read more »

While You’re Standing in the Corner [MF][BDSM]

What I do while you’re standing in the corner, naked, motionless, gagged with a ball gag, waiting for me to use the cane on you in punishment for earlier recalcitrant behaviour:

Check my emails, while sitting in my desk chair, about four paces away from where you stand. I delete several. Read three in full and write short responses. Label or archive everything else until my inbox is empty.

Drink an entire cup of tea. It is the one I made just before you arrived, and thus is already slightly cold. By the time I have finished responding to emails it has achieved a perfect, barely-warm-at-all temperature.

Read the last few pages of Haruki Murakami’s *Pinball, 1973*. A second reading, but so long after the first it is like reading the novel for the first time. Once complete I close the book and put it flat on my desk. I sit and think about the ending as I finish the dregs of my tea.

Browse Amazon until I find a set of postage labels that are compatible with my printer. Purchase two sets. During the checkout process I sign up for a discounted trial of Amazon Prime to save on postage, which I then immediately cancel. Read more »

What queers used to call doing it army style

Warning:

This is a story about a very bad time in the language of that time, and not for the sensitive.

You’d talk like this too if you lived back then.

Historical background:

1959. You are queer and you got drafted. You’re in the Cold War “peacetime” US Army.

When two queers do it, that is two criminals committing a felony. At 18 you have done it a few times. It is considered so unmentionably disgusting that no one normal talks about at all, not even to say how bad it is.

You also did it once with a girl and didn’t care for it.

Drafted. Every healthy working class young man gets drafted. Queer? Mention it and you’ll never get a job, so you play it cool and do your time like any normal guy. And you look like a normal guy.

The story:

You just finished basic training at Fort Dix New Jersey, and you’re on three day leave in New York City with a bunch of buddies in the same situation. Unlike them (in addition to being queer) you are from the City. Read more »

My Personal Show [MFF] [voyeur] [oral]

I always thought that the apartment complex that I lived in was always too close to the next building. I lived on the 27th floor and found it way too easy to peek into other people’s lives. I worked from home so it was a past time of mine to see the world of others. I was able to see those who were up late, those who were up early, those who had a lot of parties and even if I got lucky, watch others who were getting lucky.

Now I never intended to be a voyeur, but sex was incredibly interesting to me. I enjoy getting fucked like the next person, but seeing the intimate secrets others hold is exciting. Because I was up so high, I could see others, but very few could see me. Read more »

The preacher’s daughter [DubCon] [MF] [Breeding]

She was younger, quite younger than me, probably around 20 years old. And I was 35…and recently divorced. Her father was my friend, he still is. He has no idea what happened that day. She didn’t tell.

She’s a cute blonde girl who didn’t know what would happen when she started teasing men, or maybe she did and she wanted it. It clearly was a game for her, one time flashing a tit when she thought no one was looking, another time attending service without a bra and pokey nipples. Not just without a bra, but I found that out later.

I just couldn’t focus that day. I needed to have her. Something took over me, some primal instinct. I couldn’t stop thinking about those big perky boobs, about her lips on my cock, about her legs opened for me. About exploding inside her and breeding her. And that day her father asked her to clean and close after service since he had an urgent matter, and I forgot something at church…or maybe I just tell myself that. Read more »

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Please vote: what would you like to see me write about next?

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Which would you like me to write about:
A. A threesome. MMF or FFM, your choice.
B. A voyeur.
C. Cheating wife/husband.

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