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We’re Not Friends! [m/f, free use, bored and ignored, bjs]

(This story takes place in a free use world where everyone is a consenting adult above 18.)

Katie sat on the bench in the mall waiting for her teammates. The nearby fountain rippled with every drop of water that fell. Katie adjusted her skirt, smoothing out and primping her cheer uniform to make sure it always looks good. The bright lettering of the school’s mascot, the “Anal Excavators” emblazoned in bold letters across her perky C-cup chest. On her stomach was an actual picture of the mascot. The muscled construction worker with a dick shaped like a jackhammer was “drilling” it into a girl on all fours wearing a cheer uniform just like Katie was wearing. She admired her blonde curls, perfectly shaped from much practice as she surveyed the mall. One look at Katie would announce her popularity at university to anyone that would see her. The nineteen year old was a vision of sexual prowess. Her bubble butt and thigh gap usually meant she had several cocks shoved inside her at most times, but she was strangely alone. Read more »

Bellissima [MMF]

Years ago, I had a long day at work, and was getting a drink at a bar in midtown after. Needed to decompress a little before heading home.

There were sports highlights on TV. I was watching part of a soccer game, and when watching a particular play said, “that’s bullshit!” probably a little too loudly.

And this guy sitting like fifteen feet away was like, “You’re right that was bullshit.” And I was a little embarrassed about how loud I was but said, “Yeah it was.” But he continues, “Do you know how I know?” No. “I used to own a team in Serie B. And it was 20,000 Euro for a yellow card, 50 for a red.

To which I had a hard time believing. But he spoke a little bit more of that experience, and he may have been telling the truth. So I was willing to go with him on this.

We talked some more. He was staying at the hotel attached to the bar, in the penthouse, here on business. And he was here with his wife, and asked if I could help him out with a problem he was having. I said I’d try. Read more »

The Swimmer – Part 2

[Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12lsvwt/the_swimmer_part_1/)

A few hours later, sitting at home my phone buzzes, Lucy has sent me a message saying that she’s in bed now, her fingers wet with her juices and her nipples harder than they have ever been, she also included a photo of her naked spread out on her bed, hand between her legs. My cock immediately grows at the sight of her naked body.

Me: Good girl, how long have you been playing with yourself to get that wet?
Lucy: 2 minutes Sir, remembering how hard your cock was made me wet almost immediately, my nipples needed a little work to get hard.
Me: I want you to lick your fingers, tell me how good you taste.
Lucy: oh Sir, I can’t wait until you get to taste me for yourself, I taste so nice.
Me: I can’t wait to run my tongue along that slit of yours, slowly rolling over your clit, listening to you moan deeply.
Lucy: Oh Sir, I really need to cum, will you let me?
Me: As you’ve been a good girl this evening, you can make yourself cum, use your fingers to rub your clit, slide a couple inside. Pinch your nipples as you do so, tell me when you have cum.
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Lucy: Oh Sir, I’ve never cum that hard with just my fingers, thank you for letting me. Can I have Sir visit me tomorrow? I have an idea for how I can thank you and please you at the same time.
Me: Let me check I can get away and don’t have any meetings. What time are you thinking?
Lucy: Maybe mid morning, say 11am, I can make you lunch as well if you would like?
Me: I can do that, and lunch would be lovely, thanks hun. Read more »

Terrible Date Saved by Her Roommate [MF]

I matched with this girl online and we hit it off right away. Conversation went well, she definitely had a naughty side. She would tell me about all the things she’d do to me if I were with her. She had me hooked. Eventually, we decided on a date to meet up.
When we actually started to hang out, she was nothing like her online self. She was pretty, had a nice smile, but was so dry to talk to. When I tried to get close and initiate all the things we had talked about, she was kinda hesitant. It’s almost like she didn’t want any contact. I was very confused.
I asked her about it and she said that her roommate had been helping her respond to my messages. It wasn’t actually her. She said she didn’t feel comfortable with it and was shy. I told her I understood and would never make her do anything she wasn’t comfortable with.
After the date, I went back to her place to drop her off. I told her I enjoyed our time, but ultimately, didn’t see the relationship going further. She almost seemed annoyed. WTF man.
As I was pulling out of her parking spot, I noticed another car pulling in. I rolled down my window and got the other driver’s attention.
“Hey! Are you the roommate??” – she was so confused.
“I just went on a date with your roommate. She told me you were behind all her messages!”
At this point, her confused expression left her face. She was curious now.
“Yeah haha that was me. How’d it go?”
“It was the woooooorst. How can you live with her? It’s like talking to a brick wall!”
She laughed because she knew exactly what I was talking about.
“Why do you think I responded for her??”
“It should’ve been you on the date with me then! That shit was terrible!”
She laughed, fully understanding my frustration.
I laughed too and told her to have a great day. As I began to roll up my window, she stopped me and motioned me to put the window down.
“Are you doing anything else tonight? I feel like I know you already and got nothing going on,” she said.
“Well, I planned to spend the night with your roommate, but that sucked. I’m free. Wanna go out?”
She quickly said yes and parked her car. Being the gentleman that I am, I got out and opened the door for her.
“Let’s get out of here before my roommate sees that I’m home.”
“Agreed.”
We drove off. Omg, this second date was 100000% better than the first. We understood each other’s humor. She would laugh at my jokes and place her hand on my lap when I laughed. Since I had already ate, we stopped at a bar/restaurant. I only ordered beer, but encouraged her to eat! She got a big fat burger with greasy fries. Her beer was as big as mine! I stole a few of her fries and she teased me about it.
After a couple drinks, I asked if she wanted me to drop her off. I offered to take her back to my place, but my place was far and her place was 5 min away. She told me to just drop her off, if that was okay.
Damn. Two girls, one night, and no sex? That sucked, but at least the second girl made up for it with good conversation.
As soon as we got in the car, she locked the doors. She told me to lay the seat back a little, and to pull out my dick. I wasn’t going to argue. Fuck yes. I pulled out my cock and she immediately grabbed it. She jerked it up and down, watching as it got hard in her small hands. She then pushed her long hair back and started to suck on it. Fuck yes.
She climbed on me and started to ride my dick. I couldn’t help but grab her boobs as we fucked in the front seat. I got her off me and pushed her into the back seat. I put her legs on my shoulders and ate her pussy out until she came hard. I made sure to focus on her clit and felt as it vibrated against my tongue when she came.
Then, I bent her over the back seat and fucked her from behind until I was about to cum. She pushed me again and shoved my dick in her mouth. She swallowed every last drop.
We got dressed. I held her thigh the whole way to her place. She took my phone and put her number in it. She told me we’ve already been talking through her friend, but now we can talk directly. She told me she had a few other bars she wanted to show me and couldn’t wait until we got together again.
It was a rollercoaster, but I drove home satisfied.

[F]29 People see a happy couple. I see a challenge

Whenever I meet a seemingly happy MF couple, I can’t help but wonder if he has ever cheated or thought of cheating. Would it be easy or challenging to tempt him? Would he act on it even if he were tempted?

I usually find myself thinking about what type of girls and what kind of situations would tempt him into straying. I do find myself subtly being more friendly to him (though not to the extent that she could accuse me of being flirty). Over time, I would start wearing clothes that are increasingly lower-cut around him as well.

The only thing is that the married/taken guys that I do end up fucking are those who had already cheated in the past. My current wish list is to be the first person a guy cheats with…

My first bi experience [FMF]

To be honest I’ve never thought about “realizing” I’m bi as a revelation kind of stuff and I definitely have no “mouthfucked my best friend at a wild party” (most of the time bs) story to share.

What happened is that I was in a hetero relationship and had never been with a woman before when I guess I “found out”. My boyfriend lived with a girl that was a good friend of his. This was around the time we (me and him) were about 21 or so. She was a bit older.

So I used to spend a lot of time at their place and the three of us would hang out, watch movies, play the occasional board game, drink and smoke.

The girl was a lesbian and there had never been anything intimate between me and her. I mean there definitely was some trolling and bs talking like “hey Mike (not his real name), your cute gf is here. In shorts (laughing)”, but we were really cool and very friendly with each other. The usual routine was that after hanging out with her, we’d start making out a bit at the living room and then, almost instantly, move to my bf’s room and fuck. In fact, I always tried to be as less noisy as possible both cause I was a bit embarrassed and due to curtesy. Read more »

The unlikely plus one – part 4 (FINAL)

Maybe it was anger, maybe hatred, frustration, or pent up lust, but we threw ourselves at each other. Our bodies wrapped around one another like vines on a tree, carelessly undressing one another. I rip her blouse open exposing her massive breasts, full bodied and pale, before groping them. She had her arms wrapped around my back, her nails digging into me like claws. I picked her up carrying her over to the bedroom as I placed my lips against the crook of her neck, hearing her sweet, soft moans as she gripped my head. I threw her down on the bed before pouncing on her like a beast on its prey. I wanted to drink every part of her in. That same scent of her perfume from the wedding emanated from her body as I mapped her curves out with my lips. Slowly making my way from her neck down to her tits, kissing and sucking on her nipples as I squeezed them together with my hands. Her moans start to echo throughout the hotel room, playing like a melody in my ears. I continued to travel down her body, leaving a trail of kisses down her breasts, her stomach, her hips. Until finally, I found myself facing her crotch. I slowly peeled her pyjama shorts down, revealing a freshly shaven, pink pussy; gushing with her fluids. I put my lips against her inner thighs, teasing her as I kissed and licked the area around her womanhood. Her moans became deep pants and loud cries, before she’d let out an “ohh fuck!” As I threw myself between her legs. I began to eat her vagina like a starved animal, kissing and sucking on her clit, inserting my tongue inside her and letting her juices flow onto it and drip down my beard. I pulled back and inserted a couple fingers inside her, pulling them in then out, caressing her g spot. I climbed back on top of her, smothering her moans with my lips as I continued to play her pussy like an instrument, strumming at her strings like a harp. “Is this better bitch?” I asked, inches away from her face, as she bit her lip and replied “mmhmm”. “Good.” I panted as i stood up. I dropped my sweat pants down to my ankles and stepped out of them, all while she stared at me with wide eyes. I climbed back on top, slowly inserting my manhood into her as she let out a loud gasp and held her breath. The first couple strokes were slow as I felt her squeeze my cock like a vice. But soon enough, it began to slip in and out with ease. I placed my hands around her neck as I swivelled my hips into her, reaching every part of her insides with smooth strokes. I began to pound into her, the room dancing with the sounds of my grunts and her yelps. She began to move with the motion, her hips fighting back against mine while her breasts bounced like mounds of water.
“Keep… going.. I’m … so close …”. She whispered to me as I made sweet love to her body. I leaned down and began to kiss her neck while still pummelling into her, one hand wrapped behind her forcing her back to arch while the other lifted her leg up. Her moans became louder and louder, before she let out a scream that could’ve been heard by Declan and Emily all the way back home. She laid back and started panting, catching her breath after our first round.
“See? I’m not the worst person to share a hotel room with” I said with a smile as my beard still glistened with her fluids.