Me and my boyfriend, 18 and 19, don’t see each other often, mostly because of me being in college. Because of this, whenever we get a chance to spend some time together, we fuck like crazy. When we realized we could see each other yesterday, there were some things he wanted to try with me, but a couple days prior, the red devil decided to pay a visit. I wasn’t going to have him doing anything to me, partly because I didn’t want to deal with that mess, partly because I was embarrassed. I also didn’t want him to go without because I had to.
It’s Only Saturday
It’s late, and the kiddo has gone to bed. His stomach is full of chicken and rice, and he’s worn out after a fun day at the beach with his parents and “Uncle Tim”.
The light in our bedroom is soft and low, and the bed is neatly made. Across the room, the stereo is set to play. Tim and I are laying on the bed, our chests thin and bare, our boxers barely containing the erections underneath. Deep breaths of nervousness as we hear you turn off the shower.
We hear you open the bathroom door, and my heart pounds like a hammer as you are walking closer. It’s a rush of excitement, but of nerves too. I’m shaking at wondering how you’re going to react.
You step into the bedroom, the door opening as slow as eternity in my mind, and right away your dark eyes lock into mine. The towel is wrapped around your lovely form, and your brown hair is wet and dripping from the tips.
You see the rise in my boxers, your eyes flicking in surprise as you step further inside. You pass the alcove in the wall, and then dart your slender face at Tim.
The Intruder [M/f][CNC][*Trigger warning*]
Part 1
I want to write erotica for you
Hi there,
I’m an avid writer and love to write about new ideas presented by you! If you have an idea you’d like written, please PM me and tell me some details about what you’re hoping I’ll write about for you and why… give me as much detail as you can so that I write it catered specifically to your tastes and desires.
Last time I posted this I had A LOT of requests and most were along the lines of “I’d love it if you wrote me a story about me and my…whoever it was”… That is not what I’m asking for… Yes, I know that if you’re messaging me you want an erotic story written. Give me detail, as I’ve requested, or I’ll politely decline writing for you.
Having said that… I’m fully capable of writing in 1st or 3rd person so tell me what you’d prefer in that regard, and from who’s perspective it should be written (if 1st).
I look forward to hearing from you.
[MF] (M)y (F)riday night with an older woman….
This happened a couple of years ago when I was early 30’s and I matched on Tinder with a woman (Sally) in her late 40’s. This is my first attempt so sorry if it’s long and not a great read!
We matched early in the week and the chat was fairly bog standard with a little bit of flirting, and we were close to arranging going for a drink but our schedules didn’t match up.
However, on the Friday I went out for what turned out to be a boozy work lunch, which made me more cheeky (dutch courage etc) and she’d had a night out herself, albeit not drinking.
We were chatting as she was on her way home and I jokingly said she should get off at a station near mine and get a cab over. Sally said how she’d actually now passed that station; however, her car was at the other end and, if I were serious, she’d drive back. I thought, why not, so said yes.
The messaging continued, with both of us agreeing that if either of us didn’t fancy it/feel it when we met then no hard feelings and we’d go our seperate ways. She eventually reached her car and drove towards mine messaging me that she was 5 minutes away.
I’m [F]ucking barely able to type my fingers just go back in me
I’m literally squirming in this university room.
To preface this I’m a sixth form student/high school and I ve been invited into an offer holder day to a university. It’s only me visiting and it’s my first night out of three. My nipples are tight as a rock and my neck needs a hand by it. Some thick fingers that are rubbing on my skin and the only lube that we have is your precum and my spit- make me gag daddy.
My strict, religious, indian, middle-eastern, education driven parents have never let me be free. Not only has it made me mad, it’s made me wild. This is the first time in a while I’ve been free I’ve bought racy outfits- I want the frat boys to look at me with coke and beer dripping down there necks. Maybe even a bit of chub for me to cuddle on ;)
And God- unfortunately (fortunately?) Puberty sucked my nipples like inflatables and slapped my booty to bootuiful. It’s seriously hard to control myself. More then ever..
[MF] [interracial] [piss] [preg] The shower
Damien had never left his little hometown on the Montana Hi-Line. Not until moving to Chicago. He was eager to discover the world, to learn all about the future – and maybe even to help shape it.
Lara was born right there, a few miles from the bean, the daughter of African immigrants. Of her family’s homeland, she retained the majestic beauty, as if Wakanda had crafted itself a Queen for all time.
They were the most unlikely roommates ever to be paired, and yet a few Craigslist disappointments and a couple beers later, here they were, sharing a small two bedroom apartment in downtown Chicago.
Despite all odds, they blended to perfection. He was willing to try almost anything, to learn all that the city lights had to offer at night, and she had finally moved out of her parents’ home, and craved nothing more than a partner in crime. And yet one thing was clearly missing from their lives. They were both single, unable to find their missing piece of the puzzle.
Classy, Dirty, little bit posh – baring my sole (and a lil ass check) Pt 1 [FM]
It’s 1 am.
All the other girls are well drunk, they are loud, messy, raucous. None of them notice as i grab my jacket and leave out the side door of bar. No one will miss me, its late enough for me to call it a night. I spill out onto a bustling pedestrianised section of the city’s main late night hub. I am alone and invisible it the large crowd of revellers.
I put my head down, the thin hood on my lite jacket up and push on up the main street for a good 5 minutes till i take a sharp left into the main door of a well known nightclub. I always get nervous as i pass the bouncers, try to look relaxed and nonchalant as i pretend to look at my phone as i pass. They smile and wave me in, instant relief and….. and….. well a sense of excitment, a tremor passes over my crotch…. its on!!!
Melanie, The AuPair [mF]
It was a normal Saturday. I woke up staring at the ceiling as the late morning sun threw its light through the crack in the curtains. This was going to be a boring weekend. All my friends were out of town leaving me on my lonesome to entertain myself till school on Monday. What’s an eighteen-year-old supposed do…My stomach grumbled. *Oh, right yeah, I should probably go eat something. Fuck I’m hungry.* I stretched releasing a groan of satisfaction and then rolled out of bed. I practically fell down the stairs as I made my way to the kitchen. Down, left, down, left and down. I came to a stop stumbling into the island and gracefully whipped out a bowl, cereal, and milk, prepping the lot with practiced efficiency. A minute hadn’t gone past since being in the kitchen that I was already wolfing down mouthfuls of cinnamon toast at the table.
“Wow. That was impressive” said an accented voice across the table from me. I froze, spoon in mouth and looked up. *Melanie…* She was the new French au-pair hired by mum to look after my siblings whilst she and my dad worked during the week. Melanie was hot. Big pale blue eyes, tanned skin, dirty blond hair to her shoulders fell in waves framing her pretty face. I realised that I must seem quite odd just sat there staring her, spoon in mouth.
[MM][Cheating][First bi experience] Five quick minutes after this stranger got in my car, my mouth was flooded with his cum.
I’m married and in my early 50s and have always been curious but had never acted on it. I’ve never been attracted to men with the sole exception of their cocks. The idea of being in a relationship with a man is completely foreign to me, and the thought of kissing a guy is a turn-off, but there is something about having a cock in my mouth or even in my ass that is a definite turn-on, and I have always enjoyed anal stimulation and have practiced a lot with dildos, even learning to deep-throat, something that came into play in the encounter I had.
I’d had a few responses to my post and even some plans to meet, but for whatever reason, those guys flaked and ghosted me. Just when I figured nothing would come of my post, a message from him appeared.
His username had the word “sissy” in it and that intrigued me. I asked if he liked to wear women’s clothes and he said he liked wearing panties, and I admitted that from time to time I did too, but I’d never been brave enough to wear them outside of masturbation sessions at home when I had complete privacy.