[MF] [F-solo] [exhib] [voy] The Unfinished Story

*I was talking to a nice lady here on Reddit, who inspired quite a few good fantasies. Alas, it turned out that we had different expectations for our connection, and it made more sense to part ways. I had started this story for her, but – as we disconnected from each other – I finished it on my own, and decided to title it as a memory of our broken link.*

She was always there. Without fail. Every night, she’d take the last bus out of town, and ride it till the last stop, in the rural middle of nowhere. She’d get off the bus in the dark, say goodnight to the driver, and walk half a mile to her little home in the woods.

She hated city life, and craved the freedom of nature. But jobs are where people are, and so every morning she commuted into town, and every night she commuted back to her little safe haven.

[F]inding [M]y first Reddit Friend – Part 1

After posting a few stories about my past experiences with a coworker and good friend, I had a few redditers reach out, mostly of the would-you-like-to-see-my-dick variety. One guy slid into my DMs and was a decent human. This is our story.

I was working from home on a Thursday and mostly pretty bored. After dicking around for a few hours, I saw a DM. It was the first time I had that happen on Reddit. It started mostly with small talk and a little flirting, but he wasn’t overly aggressive. We exchanged the fact that we were both married and not looking for anything other than possibly chatting. We talked back and forth throughout the day and things got more sexual. He confessed that he was getting off on my stories and it made me wet to think about him cumming based on my writing. He signed off after he came, but things definitely escalated the next day.

[MF] The Time I[M] Hooked Up With A Brazilian Japanese Tourist [F]

So a couple weeks ago I remade my tinder in hopes of getting better matches since the last time I did was about a year ago. Boy was I right about that. First day i had over 50 matches. Out of those 50 there was 1 girl who really stood out. She was a tourist from Brazil, half Brazilian half Japanese and man was she beautiful. We talked for a while and after said while it became apparent that she wanted to meet up in person. I had work all week so we planned on going to the beach on the following weekend.

Upon meeting up she was even more pretty than I could have imagined. Like 10/10 and her cute personality was an even huger plus. Her English was decent but from time to time she would mess up words which was an even huger turn on. So we drove down to the beach, walked around and got to know each other. I’m a pretty shy guy but lucky for me she was in fact not shy at all. As we were sitting on the beach eventually she turned to me and in the cutest voice imaginable she said she would like to kiss me. Having no objections we began to make out on the beach.

Custom Erotica Requests – Let Me Get You Off

Would you like a private, personalised piece of erotica you can enjoy over and over again? I have a degree in fiction writing, and years of experience writing and reading erotica of all dynamics. I’m knowledgable about numerous fetishes and kinks, and willing to learn if your tastes are outside of my own expertise.

Suggestions and strengths include: Dom/Sub scenes, fetish scenes, girlfriend experience, first time, humiliation, masturbation, JOI, and more. If your fetish isn’t based on realism, this isn’t a problem (not all of mine are). Please feel comfortable to approach me, there’s no judgement whatsoever. If I don’t think your preference is something I can write, I’ll let you know, but I am incredibly open.

The piece can be as specific as you’d like. As a lover of erotica myself, I know the difference this can make. If you’d like very specific names, outfits, locations etc. I’m happy to do this. I’ll also take note of your preferred pacing – are you a quick and rough lover, or is your preference slow and teasing, with a long build up and ultimate explosion? I’ll factor this in.

Under My Desk [MF] [Domination] [Oral] [Deepthroat] [Facefuck] [Swallow]

What is it about the forbidden that makes it so desirable? I wanted you. For months I wanted you. But you worked for me. I was your boss. It was forbidden. And yet, the desire was insatiable. It started with flirtatious messages. You would blush and look away every time our eyes met. When you sent me the first nude image I was immediately engulfed by a fiery passion to have you. I memorized every curve of your body in that picture. Your nipples so pink. So deliciously enticing. Your body displayed as a sculptured fantasy. An inspiration for artists. A fantasy for those who seek pleasure and beauty. I wanted you. But would I ever have you?

Our conversation grew. My desire intensified. I had to have you. To have control over you in a way I’d always wanted and imagined. 

You were wearing a black and white blouse with form-fitting black pants. Your ass always looked amazing in those pants. All day, I was aroused by your beauty. Then the opportunity came. The office closed. Everyone left. Except for you and I. 

[NSFW][MFM] When a Threesome Goes Wrong

Soft kisses to the twin lipps got her wet. She clutched her breasts in heat and held his head as his mouth went to work. He used his fingers to spread her flaps apart and lick the clit. Not rushing. Just steady. He took his time to get her ripe for the pickings to bust her ass.

Then his phone rang.

“Damn!” Niccolo jumped off Sheena and reached in his pants pocket to check his phone.

It was Simeon.

He answered, mainly because the joint was Simeon’s room.

“What’s up?”

Simeon replied, “Where you at?”

“In your room.”

“I’m coming now.”

“No. Gimme 15 minutes.”

Simeon hesitated to say, “Okay, cool. 15 minutes.”

Niccolo disconnected the call.

Sheena looked at him and asked, “All I get is 15 minutes?”

“Hey, it’s his room. Unless you want him to join.”

She thought about it and replied, “Sure. He could join us.”

Niccolo called Simeon back.

He answered, “What’s up?”

“Come thru.”

“Cool.”

Simeon disconnected.

Once he got to the room, he couldn’t believe his eyes. A chick! He marveled at Sheena because he never knocked off an older woman before.

House In The Hills – Part 1 [Group][Oral]

Open to all commentary, part 2 to follow soon.

You are at work again, craving for touch. The desire to be hunted, seduced, overtaken, it overwhelms. The fling with the supervisor, the Lush, the experience was amazing. It stimulated parts of your mind and body into ecstasy that are impossible to forget, that make your lace panties saturated with cream just by memory. Your soft, supple nipples harden just slightly, and brush against your bra and send tingles down your body. That experience overrides your other senses, thoughts. It drives something inside that is powerful, natural, real.

looking for a story

Hi all, not sure where to post this but I’ve been searching for a story I read a few years back. It was along the lines of a guy calling another man’s wife when he was on his way over to her house, telling her to leave the door open or unlocked, have her pants pulled down and bend over the couch so he can fuck her as soon as he walks in.

Any help or guidance where to post this is appreciated.

The Grand Wank

This is a poem I wrote a while ago in iambic pentameter. Ive finally worked up the nerve to share it. Hope you enjoy :)

Sally how my buttons strain to pop
My erection throbbing to be free
Feeling at the cloth around my cock
Tentatively hoping for some breeze

Desperately fumbling to reveal
Tense demanding touching at my tip
Hand to finally close a blessed feel
Sweet sensation biting at my lip

I’ve no clothing now but exposed skin
Furiously pumping at my shaft
Given over all I am to sin
Pleasure is my treasure and my craft

Shaking now my hormones guide my way
Moans escaping groans around my fist
Sweet ejaculation comes to play
All succeeding seconds lost to bliss

Cannonlike I grumble. Firelike I mumble
Constant spurting joy within my hand
Powerless I stumble, vulnerable i fumble
Grip is slipping slick and feeling grand

Exhausted now I lay upon the bed
Cock diminished swelling back to small
Happy ringing ears and reeling head
Blissful slumber and no thoughts at all

At least till next time

Fear [Poetry] [I think it is poetry] [Ramble Write] [Can’t Record Right Now So I’ll Just Write]

Fear

What happens when you don’t need me anymore?

When my thoughts no longer interest you

When my words start to bore you

When my dreams become blabber to you

When my ideas seem useless to you

When my desires end up irritating you

What happens when you don’t want me anymore?

When my lips are no longer sweet enough for you

When my skin is no longer smooth enough for you

When my heavy breasts are no longer enough for your hands

When the taste of my wetness no longer satisfies your tongue

When my cunt is no longer tight enough for you

When my moans become painful for you to hear

When my orgasms are no longer a joy for you to feel

What happens then?