She [F] Sucked [M] My Cock While I was Driving – I Came All Over the Place

We were about midway home from my parents’ house when she started rubbing my neck. This happened from time to time during our road trips, ending with her taking out my cock to playfully suck on it, but it never lasted long enough for me to get anywhere close to cumming. I think she was a little self-conscious about the cars that passed by and what the people in those cars might see her doing, but I didn’t mind as I wasn’t going to force her into anything she wasn’t comfortable with.

This time, however, she didn’t care about the cars driving by. She unbuckled just after we’d turned onto the interstate, her hand moving from my neck to my chest, unbuttoning the top few buttons of my shirt. She ran her hand across my chest, getting on her knees in the front seat so that she could lean in to nibble my ear. I asked to see her tits. She obliged, pulling down the straps of her camisole, her 34b’s on full display, her smooth pink nipples begging for my tongue.

Seduced by my host mom while studying abroad: part 5 [MF]

Part 1 is an obligatory read: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9re9h8/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_mf/w

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9rqpjw/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9s1jwl/seduced_by_mom_host_mom_while_studying_abroad/

Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9sffi2/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

I can’t post a pic of her without her permission… it’s just not gonna happen. I will say, however, that Maritza Mendez’s body, proportions, and look/style are extremely similar to Mary’s… Mary’s tits are not quite as gigantic though, and her aereolas are smaller. Her face is obviously different. Otherwise, the resemblance is almost scary… I had to do a double take when I first saw those pics: https://www.imagefap.com/pictures/3872923/Maritza-Mendez

For the purposes of telling this story, I’ve changed our names: Mike (me), and Mary (her).

This happened before any of the other events I’ve written about, with the exception of part 1. It really stands out in my mind, and I’ll never forget it. I still think about it quite often.

In Fall 2002, I decided to retake the SAT at a testing center where I was (I was 18 at this point). My results from the year before (11th grade) were not great because I had anxiety-induced insomnia the night before. I needed a better score for the schools I wanted to get into.

Coming home from work [Part 1]

Nate lounged in his chair with one hand in his pocket. His eyes glanced over the document he held, scanning for keywords and numbers. Most of it was meaningless to him. He had returned from lunch not long before and was just beginning to focus again. His figures were down this month, so he was concerned about putting some more effort in. He leaned forward and put the page down. He pulled his keyboard towards him and felt for the keys with his fingers. He typed quickly.

A buzz from his pocket caught Nate’s attention but he kept typing. Probably just Ellen checking up on him. He kept typing for a few more minutes. He pulled his sleeve over his watch and checked the time. It was 13:42. He moved his hands back to the keyboard but hesitated. Leaning back, he reached into his pocket and took out his phone. He swiped away a meaningless notification and read the preview of the text Ellen had sent him.

*Hey, you busy? Xx*, it said.

*Not really, but there’s enough to do.* He typed. *Can’t wait to get home*.

He slid his phone back into his pocket and resumed his work. A moment later, there was another buzz.

When [M]y Wi[F]e is away, I go on dating sites and play….

I know! Truly I do, it’s bad form to cheat! Yet sex, or the lack thereof has been an issue for a few years now and I find myself unable to stop myself any longer. I love her, but I need to get off from time to time.

So, I’ve found myself using online dating sites to flirt and chat with girls.

At this point I should probably add that I’m an Irishman in his 50’s from Ireland, but I keep myself in shape, and as it turns out….younger girls seem to like a silver fox. Or at least some do. Many others don’t….

My wife has found herself spending a lot of time with family recently, looking after them, and of course I help out too, but there’s days when I’m left alone, and my teenage daughter’s spend their time in their rooms on their phones. That means I’ve had time to set up a profile and start messaging girls.

In the interests of fairness, I’m up front with them, and some understand, and others don’t approve. but I’ve had a bit of fun messaging with a few women ranging from early 20’s up to around my own age.

The Meeting [F][M][Oral]

Thursday meetings remind me of the monotonous hum of the offices Keurig. The slow whirl of the water heating right before the almost predictable flow of dark brown caffeinated water comes pouring out. A matter of life for all of five seconds only to come crashing down as k-cup after k-cup get dispensed into the trash and the majority of it’s time is left with silence. Just like my current living situation. One boyfriend after another slowly dispensed into the revolving cycle of the desperate companion pool. Days like today sitting here listening to the CFO spout off numbers and figures for the projected first quarter are about as interesting as the flavors of that machine offered. Dark Roast, inviting, strong and gives you a sense of the ability to accomplish something worth undertaking. Morning Breakfast, the warm sun licking at your skin, just enough to put you on your A game for the day. Both rather unappetizing in the current atmosphere with a monotone voice slowly rambling about how our projected outcome doesn’t look sharp due to contracts being down over the holiday season. If they would just consider the expansion of Polymer Industries advance robotics division maybe they could see the potential of hitting it big. All of which falls on deaf ears as Mike, the CFO, thinks it’s just another fly by night restructure to free up some funds for the main business. Now Brad on the other hand is a whole different cup of coffee who could possibly be pursued to see the opportunity at hand. Never met an individual quite like Brad. Supposedly, he attended a private college somewhere upstate and obtained his master’s in business. What he really did, was exert all his time an effort into chiseling his physique that even Leonardo’s Vitruvian Man would need more work. In my current state of affairs, it would be rather inappropriate to dwell to long on how his cheek bones cut sharp lines out of his face or how through his tailored shirt his forearms bulge at the seams from what must be hours spent at the gym each day. How his perfectly pleated slacks bunch up at his crotch reveling ever so slightly the outline of his…..

Harry Potter erotica (a cuckolding story)

(This is my first attempt at writing erotica. I’m not the most patient, so it’s a bit bare bones. Its a little degrading and definitely not for everyone. Hope you like it.)

The stadium erupted as Harry flew back down to the ground, the snitch wriggling in his hand. He landed and was immediately bombarded by hordes of people in red and gold. He pushed his way through the crowd searching for his team. He spotted flaming red hair pushing through the crowd as Ginny came up to him, sporting a massive grin.

“Great catch, Harry!” She yelled, as she embraced him.

He couldn’t resist smelling her hair as he held her, possibly a little too long. Finally they separated as he forced himself away from her to locate his other team mates through the sea of red and gold.

He shook hands, hugged, received applause, and celebrated with what seemed like every Gryffindor in the school.

He saw a Ravenclaw player a good distance away from the Gryffindors. It was Michael Corner, and he was accompanied by Ginny Weasley. Harry knew they used to date and because of this, he didn’t like Michael. But, as Gryffindor captain, he needed to do his duty. He pulled himself away from the crowd and walked towards Ginny and Michael.

[FM] Things have gotten serious with the security guard! (Part 5)

Hey, sorry to those who were expecting an update, I was without my phone for a few days and I couldn’t access my account without it.

So, an update with my security guard.

I couldn’t see him Friday night, he wasn’t working. So I went out and got drunk with some friends. I continued to chat to a few Redditors and became a bit worried that my security might not have just been being professional, he may have had a wife/gf or something like that.

We arranged to meet up for an early lunch and talk about things. I think he thought that request was a bit off from me as I think I’d made it clear to him it was just about sex, which I’m not being funny, originally it was.

We met up and he started explaining about his life and his past, and that he was just being professional and that he’s not had a GF for years since a bad breakup. He did say he had a couple of regular FWB’s though.

Erica -The One Night Stand – Part 1

Hi guys, would appreciate comments and feedback on my story here. [https://www.literotica.com/s/erica-the-one-night-stand](https://www.literotica.com/s/erica-the-one-night-stand)

I’m curious if you think my writing is good enough to sell?

R x

Looking to start a digital erotic story magazine!

I had to repost this to spell things out better for the more “sensitive” readers. I want to make a writing magazine only for erotic stories.

Payment: no need. I won’t be charging, so I won’t be making money, which means you won’t be making money. I want this to be something for amateurs to share and get better at what they do. If you’re looking to get paid this isn’t the place for you.

Submitting work: Send me your work. If I don’t post your story because it needs more work, I’d be happy to help any way I can. But honestly, the requirements aren’t going to be strict.

Length: I don’t care. This is a digital magazine. It won’t be, but it could be 100 pages long. I don’t have to print it on paper, so it doesn’t matter. If your story is a book, of course it’s not getting published. If people need more definition when it comes to length and word count then I’ll give one then.

This is for fun, for sharing, and for growing. Don’t make it about your drama please.

Looking for a certain brother incest story

I read a good story once but I can’t find it again and it’s aggravating..

It was pretty much two brothers, one older but had a smaller penis, goes out naked being an exhibitionist, some guys see him, he runs away and gets chased into an alley with a small hole in the wall. He tries to get through the hole, gets stuck, hears the guys and recognises one is his brother. The other guys leave, his brother fucks him roughly, then leaves. Main guy wiggles out of being stuck, goes home, brother sees the scratches and roughness on him then realises he fucked him, story ends.

Please tell me someone knows of this story and has a link :(