Bad Ethics, Worse Blowjobs and a Happy Ending [MF]

Hey, it’s Mark*

You might know me from a previous story here. I’m back with a one-off story this time while I decide which larger story I’ll write about in the future. This one just felt perfect for Valentine’s Day. As per usual, all names and distinct features are altered to preserve anonymity. Also, dialogue did not actually take place in English, so I’m translating/paraphrasing.

**Story:**

So one lonely Saturday night (about a month ago actually), I was pretty damn bored and decided I’d just go out and hit the club. It’s something I seldom do despite actually really enjoying it because it can get pretty boring alone and as mentioned before I don’t really have friends. This also means that most of my club experience comes from going with a girlfriend and as a result I absolutely suck at getting women on the dance floor. I’m much better when they’re at the sidelines or sitting at the bar because I can actually talk to them there. But I also really just enjoy dancing and would claim to be quite good at it, so I often just do that alone in the crowd and if I’m lucky, I might meet the rare specimen that goes up to men on their own accord (this differs from country to country, my home is rather conservative).

Drive-thru coffee shop [Mfff, group sex]

I recently got into writing erotic literature and this is my first time posting it anywhere on Reddit, so comments and constructive suggestions are welcome. I usually write more about pleasuring my partners and one-on-one scenarios, but this was my first time writing a group dynamic so the action is centered on me. My inspiration always begins with interactions I have in my day-to-day life, which then turn into launchpads for my imagination and fantasies. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this story.

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So I pull up to the drive through window of this local coffee hut and see two young women inside, one making drinks and the other talking to that one with her back turned to the window.

The one making drinks was tall, brunette hair pulled up in a bun, full figured/thick but curvy and not fat, with a cute face, big boobs, and a juicy ass. The other one was very much my type: blonde, hair in a ponytail, very pretty face, beautiful blue eyes, and probably the hottest ass I’ve seen in quite some time. She had on tight blue jeans that were basically form fitting and hugging her curves in all the right ways. She had braces but was wearing a blue sweater from a local college, so I’m guessing she was a freshman.

[MF] Our journey into non-monogamy: A short History

My wife and I have been together for over ten years. During this time, our relationship has taken on many forms. While the foundation of our relationship was founded on monogamy, we soon discovered that our sexual fantasies went beyond the vanilla realm. Early in our relationship, I can remember my wife pointing out attractive females to me when we’d be out in public: “Don’t look now but there’s a girl with a great ass standing at your 6:00.” I remember finding this so refreshing, like I didn’t have to hide the fact that I found others attractive because my new girlfriend is a perv too.

Over the course of the last decade, the boundaries of our relationship have expanded and contracted. We started our experiments with a single lady within the first year of dating but soon realized that neither of us were ready for that yet. Fast forward a few years and we begin discussing the idea of an open relationship after listening to a series of podcasts. This lasted about a year with many instances of successful and terrible dates with others. We soon decided to get engaged, then married with the thought of giving monogamy another chance. Our newest iteration of monogamy came to a screeching halt after an impromptu same room experience with some close friends of ours. This lead to us doing some deep research into the world of ethical non-monogamy and the Swinging Lifestyle which is where we are currently situated in our quest.

[MF] Once my (M18) friend (F18) found out I liked her, she decided to take my virginity

A little back story: I had a crush on this girl for a while. We were friends, and she figured it out. When she asked me if I liked her, I decided I had nothing to lose and admitted it. She knew that I was currently still a virgin, and I knew that she had been with at least one person.

We had been flirting for a while that summer, and we knew we were into each other. Things had gotten steamy on a few occasions but hadn’t ever gone all the way. Up to this time, there had just been touching and feeling. She had taken the usual steps of guiding me to do what she wanted, putting my hands on her breasts, sliding my hand down her pants where I massaged her clit and inserted a few fingers. Things had been progressing step by step. She would feel the bulge in my pants and comment on my size, obviously telling me what I wanted to hear.

I [M] visited my girlfriend [F] in her college library

So I have this awesome girlfriend. She’s amazing, sweet, beautiful, and funny. We had been dating a little over a month and I had some massive feelings for her and I’m pretty sure she felt the same. Unfortunately we didn’t get to see each other as much as we both would like. I had no doubt that as the years progressed we would spend plenty of time together (like I said, I had big feelings).

We normally spent the day texting except when she was in school or my stupid job got in the way. This particular day we woke up and both were being very flirty which led to me being turned on the whole damn day! It was so frustrating walking around with half a hard on everytime I closed my eyes and pictured our times together. Her naked body… the noises she made… how she tasted…. It was a long day…

As we texted in the afternoon she was in the library again. She made a habit out of going almost everyday and studying and/or preparing for her week. She was an awesome student and she honestly inspired me to be a better person and work hard. She was amazing…

Emilia’s Exorcism – Part 7 [Fdom][Fsub][begging][magic][mindfuck][pics]

# Emilia’s Exorcism – Part 7

**Text by malsagulo**

**Photos and Inspiration by [u/soft-n-slow](https://www.reddit.com/user/soft-n-slow)**

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“So you finally couldn’t make it back into the bath,” the phone’s artificial voice said. “I’ve been wondering how things would finally break down.”

“… Evening Witch?” Emilia asked.

“Right in one, dearie.”

“I… I don’t understand.” Was this a nightmare? Some sort of bad dream? No, it *felt* real enough… “What’s happening to me? How can I be in these clothes? They were on *Katya’s* body, not –”

“Wrong.”

“What?” Emilia blinked. “But — but the spell — you said I possessed –”

“I lied,” the witch said bluntly. “Doesn’t work that way, never did. All the spell does is put you in a certain state of mind. *Dissociative fugue* — think that’s what they call it these days, anyway. Big words, just boils down to you pretending to be someone else for a while, then letting yourself forget about it.”

“W-what…” Emilia felt like her entire mind was lagging. Like it just kept working and working with no result, just a wheel spinning on an upside-down shopping cart. “But… but Katya –”

M/F DDLG – Sorry if there are any mistakes, this is my first piece of erotica

There was a knock at the door and Sasha hastened to answer it. On the other side was Rob. She’d been expecting him so she had her collar on and the lead was in his hand. He attached it and then she dropped to her knees, ready. Rob made his way inside and closed the door behind him, not caring if someone saw Sasha whilst he did so.

Once behind closed doors, he pulled her up by the lead and caught her lips in a passionate kiss which only ended when she nipped his lip gently.

“Sorry, Daddy.” Sasha giggled, not really meaning it. She was going to get what she wanted. Rob pulled her to her feet and then rather unceremoniously bent her over the back of the couch.

“Count.” he instructed before landing a firm slap on her ass. She squealed loudly and he tugged on the lead. She didn’t need any more prompting.

“One.” she said, a slight waver in a voice. Four more slaps reigned down and her voice got a little quieter each time.

“Now what do you say?” Rob asked, his voice firm.

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[MF] Got a random ride home from a hot 23 yr old, 3 weeks later got the real ride (NSFW)

It was a random weeknight at a neighborhood bar that I used to hit semi regularly.  The bar usually leaned towards an older 35+ local crowd but occasionally could get more lively.  It also featured an outdoor patio with maybe 12 assorted picnic tables where my buddy and I were seated when a very eye catching tall, young blond walked by to head inside.  She was maybe 23 or 24, 10 years my junior and was in wedge heels, a green cloth skirt and a white sweater.  She was easily the hottest girl in the bar, toned & confident… confident enough to be solo at the bar in fact after a long day at her tech job. 

(I’m a clean cut, 6ft tall guy, athletic and also work in tech)

Yep, that’s right, I quickly found out she was solo because as soon as I saw her go to the bar I made a move.  Partially to show my buddy I still had game and partially because I liked the thrill of the chase despite having a girlfriend at the time. And she was hot!!  I didn’t really think anything would happen but after sidling up to the bar and assessing the situation I had her back at our table within a minute or two.  Fun chit chat I thought and my buddy was quick to bring up my girlfriend — weak move but I’m sure he thought it would better his chances with “Cindy” as we chatted, laughed a bunch and sipped beers.

Early Valentine’s with a Hotwife [MMF]

This happened last weekend and I’m still in a perpetual state of bliss. And she’s still sore. Buckle up; no TL;DR version. This is a repost with an updated link.

I learned of u/fun_in_love when they posted an ad in my neighborhood looking for a F/MF/M. Taking a look at their post history (nearly 40K in upvote history over six months), I nearly forgot to send them a message. I could have scrolled through their photos for hours and been happy. She was gorgeous and (my impressions from her photos) had the perfect curves. Pretty tan (found out later how much they travel), a cute face (from what you could make out; a cute chin at any rate) and absolutely remarkable breasts. One of the things she asked me later was “Are you a tits man or an ass man?” Normally, I’m a tits man. But I don’t have a preference to size or shape. Hers though…my God, they might take the cake. Large (not sure the size, once she tells me I’ll update!), and her nipples were pierced, and in one of the videos they’d posted her husband massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard…that was one vid I watched over and over.

[MF] I met up with a 45-year-old BBW at the park

First time writing a story in this sub, please be gentle (that’s what *I* said).

This happened about six months ago, I was still 30 at the time. I was fairly recently divorced (the divorce was final about 6 months prior to this experience) and just looking to take my mind off of things and kind of assess if I was ready to get back into dating or not. Like any normal-thinking gentleman, I turned to Tinder.

Having not used Tinder before, I wasn’t sure what to put in my bio, so I just wrote something dumb like: “Seeking a long, fulfilling relationship with the woman of my dreams. Or casual sex. Whichever comes first.” I put up some decent photos and set my filters for women around 30-45 within a few miles of my home town.

I should preface this by saying I’m not a model by any means. I have a slender build, but I am 6’3″, which in the world of Tinder gets you bonus points for some reason. I would say I’m very slightly above average in terms of looks, but I try to keep myself active and in shape. Anyway, the matches weren’t coming in all at once. A couple here and there, but nothing that really fit my interests. That is, until I matched with Susan.