Game night

She’s amazing. The best wife a man could ask for. She literally is the total package. She’s hilarious, and laughs so easily. A great conversationalist. And she cares about others. She’s not up tight about anything. She’s a hard worker. A great mother of 2 little girls. An amazing cook and home maker. She’s hot. 5’6” 130lbs. Darker blonde, straight hair that’s past her shoulders. B cups. Perky ones. Her smile is infectious. And her round eyes sparkle.

She works hard everyday as an off site scheduler for a cleaning company. She answers phone calls wherever she goes.

Her daughters are needy but good kids.
Her husband works hard at his job and helps a lot around the house. With the kids, the cooking and the cleaning. He’s a treat and they are the perfect couple that many folks have openly expressed envy towards. They show affection to each other. They speak highly of each other. She praises his abilities in the bedroom when in conversation with her friends.

She’s got a group of fellow mothers that meet together when the daily grind requires it. They usually play games or go out to eat or watch a movie. Her friends are just as open as she is. They have their girl talks.

My Ex-Girlfriend’s Crazy Housemate [MFF]

So this story happened while I was in my first year at University. Which is far enough in the past to not worry about changing names and identities. It’s also a long tale, because a lot happened…

I had met my then girlfriend, Bianca, in lectures within the first month of starting our course. She was half-Italian, half-British but her body was definitely 100% Italian. She had shoulder-length jet black hair, glowing olive skin, ample breasts and a curvy waist on top of the most amazing legs. She was also incredibly smart and I found her quite intimidating at first. Once I had got to know her, I soon got to see her more playful side, but there was always a sense that she could lose her temper at any moment, which she had done many a time. Luckily the makeup sex was always just as intense!

As we were both in our first year, we lived in separate shared houses with other students. I shared with 4 guys and she lived with 3 other girls. I didn’t particularly get on with my housemates so any time I was able to hang out at Bianca’s I took it.

Our ride home in the back of his friends car

So I’m not sure where to post this so I hope it’s ok here.

I was riding home last night with some friends on the way back from dinner. My(F24) new boyfriend(M24) of about a month or so, we hit it off pretty good and his friends are fun to go out with.

His friends girlfriend fell asleep in the front seat and the two men were just casually chatting back and forth. I was laying over the seat in the back on his shoulder, his friend has an SUV so it’s pretty roomy.

He had his arm around me and I slowly slid down to lay my head on his lap. He kissed my head. Granted we are in a fairly new relationship so it doesn’t take much to light a spark between us. I slid my hand over just to put it on his leg and I felt his dick was slightly hard down his pant leg. In my opinion, he was well off in size. He didn’t stop me when my hand touched it, so I started to slowly rub his dick through his jeans, I could feel it stretching out the fabric.

Obsessed with Obsession

Disclaimer: The text that follows contains imagery and language that could be a trigger for some and that you may not be comfortable reading. This is just a fantasy and in no way, shape or form do I, as the writer, condone this type of scenario outside the context of fantasy or consenting play. If you are uncomfortable with imagery related to rape, sexual assault, or abuse and/or being held against your will you may not want to continue reading. If this is the case for you I still appreciate you as a fan, feel free to check out other things I’ve written. For those of you
choosing to continue, enjoy.

We’ve had several conversations you and I. You know what you’re doing, you’re more manipulative than you like to admit and only someone like myself recognizes it; someone studied in the art of reading people and seeing deeper than shallow, socially acceptable appearances. I must admit, even being able to see these truths about you, you’ve already begun to demoralize me from the inside out. You’ve brought me to my knees mentally multiple times, perhaps even when you didn’t realize; when it wasn’t even your goal. But, the question I’ve asked you now is how worn do you want the knees I’ve fallen to while you corrupt me?

[MF] The Professor’s Pet [oral] [buttstuff] [interracial]

The professor snapped his suitcase shut before leaning back in his chair and sighing deeply. It was just past 8 pm. The sun had set, the department was empty, but outside, the campus buzzed with students enjoying their Friday evening.

He was the only professor on the floor; the others had wished him goodnight and left him to finish grading a set of papers about the effects of immigration on gender roles. He was rolling through the papers with ease until one took his breath away.

Jenny Takigami had written about her identity as an Asian woman. It started off scholarly as she argued the merits of sexualization and femininity. Then she trailed off and started writing about her personal needs. How badly she wanted to be dominated by an older white man. How, despite the negativity of stereotypes, she could not help but feel aroused by the thought of white men spreading her legs and laying claim to her desperation just as the Americans had forced Japan out of isolation following World War 2.

[FM] Dive bars are disgusting

So, this story actually happened a few years ago when I was in college, but I felt like sharing.

It started out as a typical Saturday night. I met up with some friends at a local dive bar and the beer and shots were flowing like water.

A friend of one of my friends was in town for the weekend. We’ll call him Mark. Mark and I immediately hit it off. He had dark hair, brown eyes and a smile that instantly drew me in. Almost immediately I decided that I was going to fuck Mark. I mean, why not?

We flirted throughout the night and eventually wound up on the dance floor. Despite our flirting I wasn’t certain that he was attracted to me enough to actually go home with me. We danced for a bit and eventually I faced away from him and started grinding my ass against his crotch. Right away I could feel that he was rock hard. Apparently Mark did like me!

My Step Cousin’s Visit [MF]

So this is a continuation of “My Step Cousin Went Down On My college roommate and I watched.” This story will make more sense if you read that first, it’s on my profile.

Katie and I were quickly bonding in a way I don’t think either of us had anticipated. We had our whole lives for this to happen, but it took her going down on my roommate for us to even think about each other in any kind of sexual context whatsoever. Seeing her like that, covered in our cum. She seeing me as a man who was turned on by her but also truly cares for her.

I would have been satisfied there but then what happened with her panties and our nap I knew something has irrevocably changed. We went to bed again later that night in my bed cuddling, me in my boxers and her in panties and a tank top. I woke up in the middle of the night and my hand had somehow gone to her breast. She seemed to still be sleeping so I let it stay there and enjoy the moment until I couldn’t hold back any longer the fact I had to pee. When I got back in bed I thought better of pressing my luck and just held her till I fell back asleep.

Gentle, Loving Femdom [FM] [gentle femdom] [creampie] [affection] [realism] [mutual pleasure]

I ran my fingers through your thick hair, across your strong jawline, and down your neck. As my nails traveled lightly across your chest, stopping to tease a nipple, I heard a gentle huff from you, the softest protest of my actions. You knew any outright denial at this stage was unacceptable, and besides, you wanted this as bad as I did.

“Shhhh, just relax,” I purred, my hand traveling further south as I took in your face. It was a contorted mixture of desire and frustration, and I saw your arms flexing tightly, desperate to break your wrists free of the bindings that held them securely to the bed posts. You had relinquished control to me, and there was no turning back now.

My hand reached the area just above your groin, the sensitive skin just below where the waistline of your pants would be. I dragged my nails across it, watching three red lines appear and watching your back arch in protest, causing your stiff cock to press against my arm. Again I ran my nails across your soft skin, watching your biceps flex angrily against your restraints. I was getting wet already and we hadn’t even gotten to the fun parts.

I [25F] just participated in my first gangbang. [Group]

About a month ago I came across a gangbang scene in the porn I was watching which I had really enjoyed.

I found myself googling Gangbang Melbourne and came across a website which organises ganagbangs for women to suit their desires and requirements.

I found myself sending a message saying that I was interested and looking for more information. I received a reply that they were having their next party shortly and would I be interested so  I decided to go for it.

I sent my details which included several photos of myself, along with my details including height and age which they posted on their website along with a checklist of what I was looking for and a fake name  (Lucy) as I wanted this to be completely anonymous.

So on  Saturday  I showed up to the apartment (had a minor freak out when I saw the guys heading into the apartment at the same time as I hadn’t wanted them to see me as I wanted to wear a blindfold to remain anonymous.) I got undressed remaining in my lingerie, blindfolded and laid on the bed. While the host “got me warmed up” for the other guys.

[m/f] [wetting] Poolside Temptations – Chapter 2

*This is the second half of a two part story, you can read the first part [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/baehgj/mf_wetting_poolside_temptations/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) It is creative writing of my own devices.*

Leaving the pool house, I stopped to dip a foot in the shallow end before continuing on my way. Just as I got to the pool gate, my phone buzzed. I reached in and pulled it out of my purse and saw I had a new text.

>I’m stuck here, need help!

Well that’s curious. I opened the gate and kept walking. I kept a casual pace, enough that passing cars could get continued glimpses of my thighs, but not be certain that there was nothing to my bikini below the top. Guess I should pick up the pace.

>Just…walk out??

Really, kids these days.

>Girls here now, can’t. One in stall right next to me. Pls! What do you want?

What did I want? Maybe a massage. Or someone to take my history test.

>Okay okay, but you owe me. Peek and tell me who’s next over.

>Don’t know.

>Send me a picture.

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