I asked my wife to share some stories from her sexual past. She agreed and this is one of her true stories. She was 18. I have more.
Making Up Is Hard To Do [MF, Anal]
We were naked on the bed in our bedroom. We lay there sticky and spent from epic make-up sex. We’d come together after six months separation. The sex had been carnal. Crazed. Sweaty. We’d been quiet for several minutes after. Just breathing.
Then my wife said, “I was with some guys while we were separated.”
I was quiet for a bit, absorbing that revelation, not totally surprised and somewhat relieved, then I said, “I was with G.”
She turned to look at me, “My friend?”
I turned to look at her. I said her friend’s full name.
She inhaled, blinking rapidly. Turned away from me and stared at the ceiling.
“Quantify ‘some guys’ for me.” I said.
After several long moments she cleared her throat and said, “Three.” She told me their names, prefacing one of them with “a guy named.” I knew the other two. Well.
I turned away from her and looked at the ceiling too. My heart was beating so hard it almost hurt.
After several more silent moments she turned on her side reached and placed her hand on my chest. “You okay?”
Fucktoy Factory part III (warning, dark)
[Part I here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a4oipg/fucktoy_factory_part_i_warning_gets_a_bit_dark/)
[Part II here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a5aoje/fucktoy_factory_part_ii_warning_dark/)
*10 MONTH AGO…*
*”Just sign it,” Hannah said, barely trying to keep the annoyed tone off her voice. She slid a fallen strap from her tight little cocktail dress back over her shoulder as innocently as she could. She’d drawn quite a few eyes in this place already and the cute new-money looking guy at the bar would probably walk over as soon as she was alone. She’d fuck him next, but first things first. Sascha kept turning the pages over, trying to stumble over a puzzle she was too stupid to solve even if she’d known it was there.*
*”Why would you help me? I know you hate my guts. Trying to scam me, of all people, out of money is low, even for you,” she eventually said.*
*”It’s not a trick you two-bit bimbo,” Hannah replied, “it’s just cash for service. You understand that at least, right? Think of this as the higher class version of a waitress gig.” A little softer and somehow more annoyed, she added, “And maybe I just can’t see you end up on the streets, no matter how much of a cunt you are. Sign.”*
BRUTE- A DISGUSTING FANTASY
1…..the first fuck…
On a rainy day of September Taylor Swift was masterbating in her shower. Fingering her wet slimy cunt like a whore.
…Aah.
….ooh.
……aah.
………..Aah.
oh………………… oh.
……………..ahhhhhh.
Coincidentally, I was also taking a shower at the same time. It was the time of the billions of years, a wierd position of space and time when the universe act wierd. It was then our two path got connected with the weirdest natural phenomenon. Two of our shower became one single place.
it was Taylor.
Taylor Swift.
In front of me. touching herself, thinking she was all alone, in her own shower. the eyes of her were close, so she didn’t have a clue. it was a paradise watching her enjoying herself by finguring her wet beautiful pussy. she was going to come, when she opened her eyes and noticed me.
She was in shocked finding herself in a strange place with a strange someone. I tried to comfort her to make her realise everything is Okay but reality is different. she fricked out. I tried to hold her against me but she replied ,
stop.
stop.
Don’t touch me.
Stay away. You brute. Where the hell am I!! Who.are. you?
Poker Face Challenge, many [M], one [F].
Earlier, I was talking to a girl, and a memory of one of my wildest moment came back from the depth of my shitty memory.
When I was about 18, more or less, me and my group of friends usually hang out in the basement of one of the girl in the group, especially in the winter when outside, the freezing desolation of my small town was too much to handle.
The basement had a separate entry from the house, and she pretty much lived there by herself, and their parents have her pretty much complete freedom, so it was kinda common to get drunk and stoned there.
The girl who owned the basement, was pretty much the “slut” of the group, who wasn’t afraid to admit that she enjoyed sex as much as the male teenager. She wasn’t the hottest one from a mere physical point of view, but compensate with the attitude, although she rocked two solid, huge Boobs.
But she was much more than that.
One night, we were drunk beyond limits, she was the only girl present, and a recurrent inside joke of the group became true.
A hotel balcony in Barcelona [MF]
I was late back to the hotel after finishing work, she was waiting for me in our room overlooking a busy plaza. She was wearing just a top, kneeling on a chair on the balcony, and she stuck out her pale ass for me to appreciate.
I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her, sucking her uneven lips and swirling my tongue around her tight, perfect asshole. She sipped her wine as I lost myself in my work, and gazed out at the crowds below.
Her juices ran down my chin, and she pushed out her ass a little more. I sucked, licked and swirled until eventually she half turned and demanded my cock inside her NOW.
I stood behind her, and looked out the the plaza below, now crowded with people heading out to dinner.
I slowly pushed my cock into her dripping pussy, and she moaned softly and pushed back. She kept looking out at the people below, subtly moving in time to my thrusts. I fucked her harder, and she tried hard to look serene. I grabbed a handful of her thick dark hair and she finally let out some noise.
I’m a dirty, dirty girl…so Daddy had to punish me! [FM]
Bright and early, my tall, intense, super sexy dom came over to use me.
Breezing into my hotel room, he threw his jacket over a chair and begin undressing.
Taking the hint, I slipped out of my jeans and tight sweater, but kept my panties on, because I know he likes them. They’re black lace, with a metal closure on the back.
“Hands and knees,“ he ordered. “Face down ass up. Hold still.“
That’s when I heard it.
**The unmistakable sound of a switchblade.**
He ran the blade over my skin, shoving my panties to the side and caressing my pussy with the cold steel. http://i.imgur.com/hAXcVWQ.jpg
“Does it feel sharp,” he asked, a mocking concern in his voice. “Yes, Daddy,” I whimpered.
I felt his fingers spread my wet pussy lips and he exclaimed **“you dirty little bitch, you’re already soaked! And getting wetter by the second.”**
It was true.
Submitting to his will turns me on, and I get even hotter when he points out how wet it makes me. My traitorous pussy loves sexual degradation!
A long time ago in a wintery Edinburgh [MF]
I met her in London, she was an Australian backpacker, freshly landed and still giggling about taking the tube towards Cockfosters from Heathrow.
I was staying in a crappy hotel, a small single room with just a single bed and a sink, in a reasonably nice part of London. We chatted and drank for most of the day, then when people drifted away we eventually headed back to my room.
Just a few minutes later I was pulling her ass cheeks apart as she straddled me and attempted to swallow my cock. She moaned into my cock without once letting it slip from her lips, as she came over and over on my tongue.
A few weeks later she’d moved to Edinburgh to work in a hotel, and when I had a free weekend I flew up there and got a room in a fancy hotel on the Grassmarket. She met me at the airport and we spent the entire time in bed, tying each other up, licking all over and eating room service food while resting in between yet more sex.
How did it happen? [MF] [Fdom] [oral] [reluc]
She arch her back and went stiff as a board. Wow, I thought. She fell back on the bed and we sat for a few min wile she try to come down off the high she was on. Hey, I said are you all right? She look at me and smiled. That was good she said. Where did you learn that? From you the last time I said.
She was tall as she was long. She had to be over 6’2 and 189lb. And I keep asking myself how did I get her to fuck me.
We had been at this for the last two weeks. I met her at a bar on the south end of town. We had both been looking for something or someone. But if the truth was told it was not about the sex, that was just a after thought. I don’t know about her but what i want is some one that will like me for what i am. That is the reason i went to the club in the first place was to find some one to ease the pain of life. I don’t do drugs and i do not drink at all. I am not that much to look at 5’8 230 a little on the thin side. Balding and graying. Well pass my prime. Most people act as if they don’t see me. Unless the want me for something. That is why it came as a shock when this woman that has taken the little bar were I goto buy storm. Came and sat down beside me and said hello.
Helping handjob [MFF]
My current FWB is attending college, and regularly studies with this girl in her class.
Her friends name is Mikayla, and she is 5’ 7” and petite, with dark hair, and pale white skin. She’s kind of a rocker chick, with piercings and tattoos.
She also has a nice set of big fake tits, that look great on her tiny frame.
I’ve always hinted to Haley that I wanted a peek at them, more so in a joking matter, but you know what I mean…
A week ago, they came over to study. We had plans to go to dinner, and I went into my office late afternoon to hear what the plan was.
They’re both looking at Haleys phone, look up at me, and start laughing. I definitely caught them off guard.
“What’s so funny?!” I ask
“Nothing funny at all! Hot damn!” Mikayla says in a funny voice.
I look to Haley, with questioning eyes. She laughs and looks away. I had a feeling I knew exactly what they were doing.