Double Trouble 2 [gangbang][anal][dp][creampie]

A knock came at the door and before Kelly had a chance to react, two men were walking into the house. Mark greeted the men with a friendly nod and Alex gave them a casual ‘hey’ as they entered.

“Oh, my…” Kelly feigned embarrassment and covered herself as the strangers stood staring over her. “I didn’t know you were expecting company.” She giggled.

“This is Brad and Randy, they’ve come to have a little fun with you too.” Mark gave Kelly a wink and introduced his friends. Brad was bald and tall, with ebony skin and a salt and pepper beard. He was already unbuckling his pants and soon he had his long chocolate cock in his hand. Randy had greying black hair with a receding hairline and was clean shaven with thick framed glasses. Both men were around the same age as Mark and Alex and they were soon undressed and ready to take advantage of the supposedly vulnerable young girl before them.

The Arrangement, Part 3

PART 2 – [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bglpxj/the_arrangement_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/bglpxj/the_arrangement_part_2/)

DAY ONE, PART TWO: It wasn’t that she considered herself some “Super-Sex-Vixen”, but it had been a while since Marlene had been with a man that would keep up with her, and her she had already cum once, and now she was riding this guy’s dick! She wasn’t elated about the condom, they really should have discussed that first, but *Damn* this felt so good, so she was going with it, and not complaining a bit. As She raised and lowered herself, she felt his dick filling her, and really loved it. Anything lost in size was being made up in performance, and she now found that as she lifted off him, he would take time to pump his hips up, pushing himself into her still sensitive pussy. He was moaning and groaning, but then again, so was she! She began to ‘roll’ her hips to his rhythm, arching her back as she moved downward to open herself and allow him deeper inside her. She loved that as she did this, he had her hold of both his hands in each of his, and each time she looked down, Dave was keeping eye contact & staring up at her, telling her how good it felt to be inside her, how great she felt.

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I used to have a crazy fun roommate [MF]

A few years ago I moved into West Hollywood with a girl I had only just met at work. She was quiet and seemed quite intelligent so I thought “what the heck let’s try it out.”

The first week I moved in was amazing. Her boyfriend was sick and stayed at his house that week so we had the place to ourselves and since we worked together we had all the time to ourselves too. We hung out every night drinking wine and shooting shit. I got to learn a lot of fun facts like how she is bisexual, used to be a stripper and a sugar baby and meet rich guys online so she could have sex with them in exchange for gifts and money and trips to Italy etc etc… It was interesting to meet someone so quiet and meek and discover that behind closed doors they were a whole different person. It was actually quite sexy and mysterious. The more comfortable we got with each other the more I started to feel this underlying desire. It might have had something to do with the fact that the more comfortable we got with each other, the less clothing she would wear around the house.

Fucking my friends 4’10” girlfriend behind his back [MF]

Steve was a great guy but he was small, weak, nervous, and lacking confidence. He was skinny with self-diagnosed diseases left and right that left him spending most days watching Netflix in bed. Marissa was pasty with the round sweet face of a little Irish girl. Her tits perked upwards through the t-shirts that she’d wear around the apartment and her skin would get flush when embarrassed. You could pick up her 110 lbs, which left nice curves where it counts and little b-cups to bounce, and throw her… literally throw her, around your room. Well… Steve couldn’t. These aren’t judgments, just facts.

One weekend Steve went to visit his family. Marissa had a rich dad who would often send money unconditionally to pay off the weed bill that they had accumulated with me as I let them take from my stash whenever they wanted. She came in with $450 in cash in the waste-band of her gym shorts. She was still groggy from an afternoon nap in Steve’s bed, but awake from her walk to the corner store to withdraw the now-transferred money.

“What are you doing in Steve’s room down there?” / “Just watching Planet Earth.”

Caught on Camera [MF][first person][voyeurism/exhibitionism]

Emily’s breasts heaved with every breath, as she leaned back on my sofa and slid her hand down her tight stomach and into her yoga pants. Unaware that anyone was watching, or even knew she was there, she turned the volume on the television up with the remote that was resting beside her before dropping it to use that hand to pinch at her nipple through her loose fitting t-shirt.

From the vantage point of my hidden security camera, I could not see what she was watching on my television, but the sounds that came drifting through my airpods soon made it abundantly clear. The moans and grunts and “Oh fuck, right there”‘s and “Fuck don’t stop”‘s that carried themselves to my ears clearly belonged to my wife and I. Evidently Emily had found our collection of homemade sex tapes. It had been so long since we had watched them or made one that I couldn’t even remember where we had stored them. Bad move on my part, because now my kids caretaker was spending her lunch alone in my house, rubbing herself like crazy to them. On second thought, perhaps forgetting where they were stored was a good move on my part.

Be My Good Girl

You should crave hearing those words tumble from my lips, like you crave a sunny day after a week of rain.
You should desire the feel of my hand, or belt, or whatever instrument I choose, striking your bottom, to punish and discipline you for some slight, perceived or otherwise.
You should hunger for my fingers in your hair, forcing my cock into your throat, making you become my personal fucktoy.
You should thirst for every dirty thing I make you do, knowing you want to do them with all you are.
You should be my good girl, because that is what you want, more than anything.

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[MF] An unprotected milf

A little background:
While I grew up in a small town with a religious family, I moved away for college and quickly discovered a world outside of those origins. I very quickly out grew my original repressions and fully embraced my sexuality.

Just like so many bad ideas turned sexy college stories have started – I was on break for either thanksgiving or christmas and back in my local area under the pressure of time. I had been having a streak of luck with the earlier days of Tinder (2012 or 2013 back when it really was the best) and so gave it a shot at home. I wasn’t having too much success in my age range so I expanded it to all ages for up to 100 miles.

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] | Part Two

Nick had been staring at the paper on his desk for awhile. It was just a test. He had 60 others in a stack next to it, all graded, mostly under 60% correct. This one was no different from the rest in the pile in that regard. In fact, this student had completely failed the exam. Zero questions answered correctly. But that was *exactly* why it was different, because Ariel Bosche never got a grade lower than an A. And now Nick was faced with a quandary of sorts — it was teacher courtesy and an overall unspoken rule that a failing student has to be confronted. This behavior was atypical, he knew. He also knew how important it would be that she get caught up on the lesson she flunked before they moved on to the next lesson, else she’d be completely lost.

But he also knew that if he was alone with Ariel, after all the times he’d imagined her moaning beneath him… there was no way he’d be able to control himself. Or, at least, it would take an enormous amount of self control. He would have to mentally prepare himself to resist touching her. So now he had a decision to make — allow her to fail without any intervention or confront her and struggle through his desires?

A nice surprise for [M]e in the CoEd changing rooms when swimming be[F]ore work [UPDATE]

For those who read my post a couple of weeks ago I am posting an update as many people asked for me to keep them posted. Warning, this doesn’t involve any detailed descriptions of sex and I’m not linking to the original as I am going to take it down for reasons that will become clear.

After meeting Michelle on the Thursday morning after swimming I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened and was planning what I was going to say the following week if I saw her again. I didn’t need to wait that long.

I work in a large building where the company I work for has several different sections of the building, but the rest is occupied by several different companies. There is a cafe on site that I rarely use as I tend to take my own food. Last Wednesday I got up late and didn’t have lunch with me so I went to get a sandwich. When I walked in I recognised the person paying across the Cafe, but my brain didn’t immediately click to who it was because she looked so different in office attire with her hair up and make up done. Still looked gorgeous just not the same as when wearing a black one piece swimming.

[MM] Gymrats

Gymrats
Collaborative fiction by u/__purpleisafruit__ and u/MrCuddlefish

*P*

All the pics on my profile were taken late at night, in a very quiet 24 hour gym, in the very public changing rooms!

I’m always pretty relaxed at that time since no one is ever there, so that’s why I decided to do a photo shoot!

You have just got to the gym, expecting it to be empty also, and walk in to the changing room and begin getting undressed.

Then you notice me, fully nude, taking pics of myself round the corner.

Tell me what you’d do in that scenario (and what picture I’m taking)

;)

*M*

I’m feeling pretty good – just finished up a run and the blood’s flowing all over. I feel loose, carefree… nothing on my mind. I head into the locker room for a shower. At this hour, the place is usually empty, so it’s a good time to just take a little pleasure in being slow. The shower’s hot… takes a little while at first, but once it warms up it feels so good to stretch out. I soap up good, make sure to run a finger over the rubbery bits of my rectum … and okay, maybe just slide it in a few times. God, it sends a jolt right to my cock, and for the briefest moment I’m hard… but this is a public place. There could be other guys here, after all. The finger slips out, and my cock softens. Patience… there’ll be time at home.