Fucking a virgin at a house party [MF]

Sophomore year of college I started dating an Auburn haired beauty named Cara. She was tall and a bit wide (basketball player) but with a doll like face and perky tits.

She came from a super religious background so it took some time to get to the point of this story.

We had been dating about six months. We still hadn’t fucked. But she had gotten enthusiastic about her blow jobs. We learned she had a certain skill that to this day no other woman has duplicated. I’m not a small guy so this hasn’t happened since. Cara had no gag reflux at all and loved to deep throat me.

She also loved me eating her out. Something that was relatively new addition to our fun. It was really slow going with her.

One night we had plans to visit some friends of hers for a welcome home party for a friend who had been at basic or something like that. Don’t kill me on details this was long ago.

There were four other couples there, oddly no single people.

My Redhead in College [MF]

Long time reader, first time writer. This story takes place back in the spring semester of college around 8 years ago. Apologies if it is a little long. 

My name is Cameron and I am a 28 year old white male. At the time I was 20 and playing football for a college in the south. I am 6’2 and 210 lbs. Short dark hair and some facial hair. Have more pics in my profile. 

The girl in the story was named Kate (Not her actual name but pretty close to what it is). Kate was a 5’6 redhead who was very in shape. She had 34b’s and the best ass I have ever seen. Kate was a freshman and 19 at the time of this story.

It is actually funny how I met Kate. My best friend from high school was dating a girl who was friends with Kate and went to the same college as her which was about an hour away from mine. One day he texted me and said “This is random but my gf’s friend Kate thinks you’re hot, would you be interested in talking to her?” After Facebook stalking her I responded with a quick “Hell yes” and he sent me her number. Honestly it was probably the least amount of work I ever had to do to get a number. 

The Profile, Part Four [FF]

# The Profile, Part Four

Things start getting a little more intimate between our two young love birds.

The rest of the series can be found below:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9lgpvo/the_profile_part_one/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9lgpvo/the_profile_part_one/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9nqyuo/the_profile_part_two/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9nqyuo/the_profile_part_two/)

[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9qcs3m/the_profile_part_three/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/9qcs3m/the_profile_part_three/)

As always, if you like what you’re reading, let me know!

-Bells xoxo <3

All throughout dinner, Baylee and Melissa’s mother, Catherine, chatted about the mundane happenings in both of their lives. Melissa was unusually quiet, mulling over with each bite what Baylee had said to her upstairs.

*What did she mean*, she thought to herself, *was she just trying to wind me up again?* It had sounded so genuine though, not at all like the sarcastic tone she’d used before. Could Baylee share some of the same feelings that were starting to bubble up inside Melissa?

“Helloooo, earth to Melissa, I asked you a question,” said Catherine. “Are you alright sweetie? You seem awfully quiet. Not at all your normal chirpy self.”

“I’m fine,” mumbled Melissa, “just thinking about what I’m gonna do this summer.”

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24[F] hot sex with 40[M] boyfriend

First time posting, I’ve been a lurker for a while. Had an experience on Saturday that I had to share. I don’t consider myself a good story teller so if something doesn’t make sense or you just feel like asking questions leave a comment. If any French people are reading this I apologise in advance for my poor French grammer and spelling.

My boyfriend is French 5’10 green eyes dark hair. we met online. His wife left him with his kids last summer.

He told me they had rushed getting married and then she got pregnant, but they still tried to make it work. It didn’t work between them because of cultural differences. A small part of why it didn’t work is that she only wanted to have sex to make babies.. Not to enjoy it..

  I’ve seen pictures of her, She’s cute small, looks like a church mum tbh. She’s from the Congo. she’s older than me like 35. She doesn’t drink or smoke, compete opposite to me.

Im 5’7 and what people like to call these days “slim thick” my boobs are 34d and my ass is big. Mostly wear my hair curly and my background is Caribbean.

[fM] The Flower Store

First off, a little about me. My name is [Anastasia](https://i.imgur.com/vISYrxy.jpg), I’m 19 and I am studying Fashion Design Management. Originally I’m from Russia, but I studied in Singapore, Paris and Nottingham, where I got my degree – each for a year. Within this year I’ve made a few trips across Europe and Asia.

This story takes place in Paris, in early spring of 2018. I decided to write this story because I really wanted to share it, but I don’t really want to talk with any friends about it. If you read it: Heh, perv! :P

It was relatively cold, around 10°C, but Paris is one beautiful city if I’ve ever seen one. The Eiffel Tower, probably the best known landmark in all of Europe, the Symbol of Paris. I visited the Louvre, and Sacré-Coeur. I even tried to learn a few words of french, but that never got too far!

But one thing got me even more interested then those big landmarks: the small cafés and boutiques all around the city, and one particular flower store.

[MF] The time I gave a handjob to my sister’s boyfriend

Growing up, my parents used to take my younger sister and I to a lake house every summer that was owned by some of their good friends. It was always a great trip filled with tubing, water skiing, wakeboarding and grilling. When my sister and I got older, my parents started letting us invite friends and eventually boys.

Most of the space in the house was upstairs which was a kitchen, living room, master bedroom and another bedroom with two beds. The downstairs was a garage, storage and another bedroom with 2 sets of bunk beds in it.

My junior year of college, my sister had just graduated from high school and she had just started dating this guy from high school that was going to be starting at the same college as her in the fall, his name was Eric. My parents liked Eric, and we had known him and his parents for years because he’d been going to school with my sister since elementary school. So they invited him to come with us on our trip which lasted 4 days. He was staying downstairs and my sister and I were sleeping upstairs. I think my dad liked when we had guy friends at the lake because he was always around so many women, and he also had more fun driving the boat with guys tubing or skiing because he could be adventurous.

[FMF] fun with the wife

Now for a successful FMF with my wife. We’ve had a less than wonderful FMF, a good one, and this. I still hope for an FFM one day, but not holding my breath. We’ve had MFM and MMF threesomes, too, some of which I’ve written about here and the casual sex project.

Julie. She’s got some curves, a lot of ass, and an awesome smile. What you’d call a soft body, not fat but not skinny either. Mid 40s and solo poly (think non-monogamous and no main relationship). I’d known her for a couple years, though not well. Casey, my wife, knew her a little better.

There was no pickup, the threesome was kinda planned in advance. Casey and I wanted one, Julie is totally no strings attached woman, so that part seemed simple. We found a night that worked, the kids were at their grandparents, and we planned to meet for drinks, and see how everything felt. Well, it felt good. Julie is *funny*, outgoing, and adorable. We were all immediately comfortable.

Lea Gone Wild [F][M][Group]

There’s something infinitely sexy about spontaneity, unexpected events and about diving deep into forbidden adventures. When I’m taken on this ride, there’s no way back. I’ve never thought that exhibistionistic pleasures would bring me such excitement. I love exploring the unknown taboo sides of sexuality, but most of the times I did it privately, locked out from the world of external gazes. Did I want to explore the risk of being exposed? Yes, sure, for the experience of it; I didn’t realize that posing in front of the camera fully naked with the top view of the whole city on the background would bring me an adrenaline and… arousal.

As I was pressing my ass against the edge of the fence, legs apart exposing my full nudity to The Big Apple, all I could think of was that anyone could come in at any moment and spot it, all I could desire was sex. I noticed that spark of excitement at my first sex party in New York: there was something more about being tied to the cross for flogging than the pleasure of being spanked and paddled. When I opened my eyes and saw the eyes of the party on me, observing my body curve and moan with pleasure, it instantly added up to my turn on.

Boring Wedding, Hot Bridesmaid, and The ride home [MF]

Some friends were getting married in a little town about 45 minutes away from where I live, and while I am not normally the kind of guy that goes to weddings I decided to go……and I’m glad I did.

While at the wedding it was your normal boring service but I couldn’t stop looking at this sexy brunette standing at the front of the church. The service ended and there was a short 30 minute drive from the wedding to the reception hall and the sexy brunette needed a ride there so I offered. She was wearing a yellow dress that barely covered her beautiful tits. We made small talk during the drive and once we got to the reception hall she got out and we walked in together.

She had a special table up at the front with the rest of the wedding party. I mingled, drank free beer like any guy would but kept finding myself looking for her. She was having a good time, drinking champagne with one of the groomsman and it looked like he was gonna get lucky that night. Towards the end of the night I was getting ready to leave and she came over asking if I could give her a ride because she drank too much and we happened to live in the same town. I was happy to oblige.