Date Night [Fm] [Femdom]

The lyft ride back from the restaurant had involved a good deal of giggling and furtive groping and embarrassed glances to see if the driver was watching them in the rear view mirror. Stumbling into her apartment, they exchanged tipsy pleasantries with her roommate before hurrying into her bedroom and slamming the door behind them.

She fetched her bluetooth speaker and searched for a playlist while he embraced her from behind. He playfully bit her neck and she shivered and spun around to face him, laughing as their mouths met. They kissed for a long time, their hands slowly exploring each other, their antic energy subsiding.

She pulled away abruptly and regarded him. Her gaze showed no trace of her earlier bounciness; it smoldered like dry ice. He felt it as a flutter in the pit of his stomach. He swallowed audibly, knowing what would happen next.

“Strip.” Her voice was flat and authoritative, her mouth set in a forbidding line. Read more »

My first & second foursome with my boyfriend [Group]

Obvious throwaway, but I wanted somewhere where I could share my experiences openly!

We’ve had threesomes in the past, but I figured I’d share something a little different (can share the other stories if this one goes well).

My boyfriend and I have been together for a few years and have had a few threesomes, both with other guys and girls. We consider ourselves straight, but we’ve done some stuff with the same sex in the heat of the moment and can appreciate both a nice dick and pair of tits. We’d never tried a foursome and finally decided to give it a try. A little while ago, we ended up joining a certain adult dating/hook up site and finally found a couple we were willing to try it with. We’re both white, mid-late 20s, he’s skinny with a nice, long dick (about 7″) and I’m fairly short/average height, slim/flat stomach but not super skinny w/ some curves, C-cup and red hair. The couple we found was Latin, with the guy being fairly muscular w/ some tattoos and about as big as my BF (dick wise) and his GF was petite, long dark hair and skinny with small boobs. We talked with them for a day or two and felt comfortable just having sex in the same room together w/o swapping right away. Read more »

[MF] My date with the dominatrix size queen

Hey this is my first story so if you like it, I’ll write up more of my exploits. There’s NSFW pics of myself in my post history if you want a visual.

It was a Wednesday night and I was on OkCupid when I saw someone had replied to my message. She was a very curvy girl but in a good way. Things progressed quickly and I asked if she wanted to get a drink some time. She said she was going out of town this weekend so she invited me for “cuddles.”

I showered off (I had just gotten out of yoga) and headed over. She let me in at the door and lead me into her room where we smoked a little but and started chatting. She told me a lot of interesting things. She was a phone sex dominatrix. She had a variety of sex service side gigs (but she didn’t have sex for money). She also told me she’s very dominant. I’m mostly dominant but I have a few submissive tendencies, so I went with it. Read more »

Ravenous [FM] Part Three

My lover texts me the room number 216.

I text back, “Be naked. I’m almost there.”

Reaching the room, I knock on the door. No answer. I know it’s the right room. I knock again. No answer. I knock louder and the hotel maid looks up from down the hall. Embarrassed, I duck my head. “God, I wish he would open the door,” I think.

He finally opens up. “I’m sorry I didn’t hear you. I was in the bathroom.” He is wearing a white towel wrapped snugly around his trim waist. His chest hair is dark against his skin. He wraps me up in his arms and I just melt. I breathe him in. He smells so good. I can’t stay irritated for long. Our moments together are limited by being in an affair.

Secret lovers. Hidden texts. And, precious little time.

Touching my body gently, tracing my curves. “I like this,” he says gesturing to my yoga top. “Oh, I thought you’d like what I wasn’t wearing,” pulling my yoga leggings down to reveal no panties. Just my bare white plump ass. Read more »

Win Win Win

Well, here it is. Haven’t done this for more than 20 years. Listed myself as an escort/model. Here I am in my 60s and needing money to pay the rent. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I love sex and getting paid to do what I love is a great idea. But, who’s going to want this older man? Put an ad in a local independent paper and almost immediately got a response from a couple who loved the fact that I am bi.

So, here I go for my for first appointment in this area. GPS show me the way….

Arriving a couple of minutes ahead of time, when I got to the door, a gentleman in his 40s opened the door before I had the chance to knock. “Welcome, Jack,” he said with a smile. Glad he;s smiling. So far so good. I was introduced to his female other half and asked if I wanted a drink. I said, “If you have fruit juice or water, yes.” I never drink and drive.

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Therapy 101 – a story I wrote for Literotica

Note: This story was mainly written for my pleasure and I later decided to upload it (writing erotic stories just for me is something I often do for pleasure in addition to just watching porn or whatever, the excruciating detail to ‘Jay’ and the slow progress is part of what makes it exciting for me, because he’s a modified fantasy of myself; why don’t you try it out?), so when you guys read this, you won’t find it ‘fun’ for the first few paragraphs and maybe might hate the whole pace of it. It’s very different from my previous story which had the reader in mind, unlike this one. But I do hope some of you who have similar sexual interests find this story at least decent! :)

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Jay was in the bathroom at his home, staring at his limp circumcised dick in his left hand and the tissue containing his ejaculate in his right. On a stack of clothes to his left, a porn video was playing on his phone, starring one of his favourite blondes, Kenzie. Sighing, he flushed the soiled tissue and started to get cleaned up. You see, Jay had a problem. A sexual problem. An addiction. And it was warping him. Read more »

The Wedding Night [MF]

“I do!”

“For the first time ever, I present to you all, Mister and Missus Hollis.”

Cheers, whoops, and applause filled the church hall as I dipped my bride and planted our first kiss as husband and wife. My now wife, Nina, 5’1″, 110 lbs, petite, clad in a white dress, her 34B cleavage showing. Amply. Her bubbly, round ass hiding underneath her wedding dress. Her dark brown hair tied back in a simple looking hair style adorned with a veil now pulled back on her head. Her brown eyes with a hint of purple eye shadow at their top. A purple to match her purple heels. All smilies from the both of us. She looked at me all decked out in my gray suit with purple tie to match her shoes, 5’8″, 150 lbs, slim, uncomfortably trying to hide my erect seven inch cock in my pants. She waved her bouquet in glee as we made our way down the aisle smiling and happy. Read more »

[MF] A sense of accomplishment

Not a super crazy story, but wanted to share. My wife and I were both raised in conservative and religious families. We were taught not to engage in pre-marital sex. We dated for nearly two years, and we have now been married for about 9 years.

I am 6’2″ dirty-blonde hair with a fairly slender build, a have an average 6-7 inch cock depending on how swollen the head gets. My wife, Vanessa, is 5’7″ blonde, slender with b-cup breasts and a nice ass. Her face is gorgeous and she has the biggest blue eyes and a sweet smile. When I look at her, I melt.

Our first night together we were up all night fucking like rabbits. I think I came 8 times that night. It wasn’t until several days into our honeymoon in Mexico before she had her first orgasm while riding me (hey, we were figuring things out). Now, keep in mind, given our late start to all things sex, everything was pretty vanilla. That said, we have never had any trouble satisfying each other sexually. I always cum (typically inside her), and she usually has several orgasms, unless it needs to be a quickie. Read more »

Fuck The Geek [FM]

I’ve made a big deal about my life as a college slut on here, but that didn’t dominate all of my time. I, of course, still managed to be a good student, but primarily, I was still a geek, and I had a small group of friends that helped me indulge that lifestyle. They were about what you’d expect from a bunch of college geeks, they weren’t in the best shape, they were socially awkward, they turned a special shade of red whenever I’d make a passing reference to my slutty reputation, but they were all too socially awkward to make a pass at me. They’d all steal glances, but to hear them talking about me, I sounded like one of the guys. I was very proud about my ability to keep my geeky life separated from my slutty life.

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Usually.

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Leaving a wedding with Morgan [MF]

For those of you who have read my first story about my ex girlfriend named Morgan, this story takes place later on that Summer in late August. Some of the actions in this story were dangerous and in hindsight I’m glad nothing horrible happened.

One of my best friends was getting married and I was the only friend of our close group that wasn’t in the wedding party (fine by me!). Morgan wasn’t able to come to the ceremony so I immediately had to drive an hour out of the way to pick her up and bring her to the wedding.

I pulled up and Morgan greeted me in the parking lot wearing something similar to the outfit from the last story, this time instead of a black tank top to match her denim booty shorts she wore a floral babydoll top. I noticed her purse was a little bulky but didn’t say anything about it. As she got in the car, she decided to tell me about the bottle of vodka in her purse. I immediately knew this was going to be a long night. Morgan didn’t just like to drink, she drank more than me and some of my guys friends. I think it was her way of showing off that she could hang with the guys. About a mile down the road I notice Morgan reach into her back and pull out a travel cup of orange juice and I could tell where this was going. Read more »