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For my love [MF]

Hey everyone. This is my first time posting here, so I’d really appreciate any changes/criticisms to my writing. Hope you enjoy it.

We get back to our hotel room after our date. We’ve had a lovely dinner, and a few drinks, and I’m starting to feel frisky. ‘Not yet, baby’, you toy with me, ‘We’ll have our fun in a while’. I let go, while you go to the washroom, and start to wash your face. You leave the door open, and wink at me as you go in. Confused, yet feeling lusty, I pick myself off the bed and follow you. You look at me through the mirror and ask, ‘Did I look pretty today?’. As if you didn’t know the answer to that question (YES! A THOUSAND FUCKING TIMES YES!!!). I nod at you, slowly running my eyes up and down your body, taking your beauty in. I step forward, and hold you below the waist. I can feel you shudder with excitement. I part the hair behind your neck, and give you a kiss. ‘Yes, my sweetheart. You looked absolutely gorgeous today.’ Read more »

[MF] [MFF] [Exhibitionism] Sexy Story for a Redditor

Over the years I’ve gotten into telling naughty stories to women I’m dating and recently with some naughty internet ladies as well. I ask for a setting and what they’d be wearing in that setting and go about spinning the tale from there. Here’s a custom story I put together from a string of messages exchanged with a Redditor a couple of days ago. This is an amalgamation of the messages (cleaned up spelling & anonymized). The main text is the story. The Spoiler text contains our comments outside the story; her comments are within ” and mine are within “”. This is my first post, so give me feedback on the content and/or format.

**Setting:** *Outside a beautiful house right on the beach in FL, sitting in a lounge chair by the pool/hot tub drinking a glass of wine.***Wearing:** *A black lace thong, a matching bra and a silk shirt bathrobe…***Pseudonym:** *Maggie*

Let me begin. Our lovely protagonist, Maggie, finds herself lounging by the pool at her home by the beach. She wasn’t sure if it was laziness or a subconscious awareness of the maintenance staffs work schedule but she hasn’t bothered to get dressed today. She was wearing the same bra and panties, barely covered by a sheer housecoat she had planned to surprise her lover with last night. Read more »

We took the vow to wait until marriage

Hi everyone, this is my first post here, and my first erotica. I would like to know your opinion, if it is suitable here. By the way this is not fictional, it is more graphic, but this is my reality. Me and my girlfriend, we have a 5 years relationship, and this kind of make out gave us another perspective. I know what you are going to say “why don’t you have sex already Since you do so much?!”. Well we find this hotter, its sexier and dirtier haha. Enjoy!

Me and girlfriend have a two years relationship, we are passionate, in love and creative. Turns out we decided to wait until our marriage to have sex. During this time toghter we could not deny that we had serious urges to have sex. During our make out sessions I have an intense erection, besides that my girls pussy release a smell that makes me even hornier. Before you take any precipitate conclusion it is not a bad smell, it smells like sex, pherormones, it smells like a woman. One day she went for a shower after an intense kissing and dry humping session, and I went to her room and found her panties on the bed. It was a black lacy panties, with two small ribbons on the sides. These panties was soaked wet and I grabbed them and leave them to my nose. I took a deep smell, and I could felt that arousal sensation on my belly, and that itchy on my glans. I waited for her to come out of shower, we had to have a talk. I could not handle well the situation. Read more »

18 [M] Not a sex story but a story about how I developed a fetish. (No judgement, please.)

I’m an 18 year old guy. I know I’m young and I do not have much sexual experience but I have been a sexually minded individual since my early teens. I’m a rather intuitive individual and one of my many interests is the human mind and psychology. I took my first psychology class in college this semester. One of the many things we discussed is our development during childhood and that some brilliant psychologists have claimed our childhood sexuality experiences determine a lot about our adult sexuality. I personally believe this is very true as some of my childhood experiences have led to developing a fetish.

My first story was when I was 11. My dad was moving into a new house and working several hours a week since divorcing my mother. He got my aunt/ his sister in law to watch over me and my brother for most of the days he was gone working in downtown. My aunt was a really nice woman and still is. She had a young daughter at the time who was maybe 8 months old and because she often was gone from the home, she had to breast pump in order to have food for her daughter. Read more »

Shopping for Sylvie’s Party – Part I

Lina didn’t know how long she had been staring at that shelf. A minute? Maybe two? The feeling to be bad was buzzing inside her, and she had been fighting it. If you asked her, she couldn’t tell you what caused her to misbehave every so often. It seemed to be a weekly occurrence. Maybe it was the growing pains of figuring out how to be good, as this was all pretty new for her. Or maybe, she thought “it’s because he has denied me for days, and I really want his cock.”

She had been so good all week and tonight was Sylvie’s party, a bunch of guests were coming in from out of town and everything had to be set up. Maybe he would let her come tonight, but as she stared at the olives she wasn’t so sure. Her mind had been fixated on him for days, and trying to get what she wanted. Cooking his favorite meals, rubbing the tension from his body, bringing him tea, anticipating his needs, sucking his cock, and sucking it some more, and yet more. Read more »

Dinner With Daddy [M] [F] [Public] [Exhibitionism] [Fingering] [DaddyDom]

You shift in your seat as you look to wave down the waitress and I steal a glance down to your lap where a large bulge has become quite prominent. I feel my face grow warm instantly and hurriedly look back up to meet your gaze.

“Are you alright?” You ask with a knowing smirk. “You look a little flushed.”

“Do I? Must just be a little warm.” I reply, staring intently down at the menu in front of me.

You adjust in your seat again and I glance back over, quickly, but not quick enough.

“I see…” you begin, “are you having a bit of trouble concentrating on the menu, love? It seems to be taking you an awful long time to decide what you want.”

I lie. “Nope. Just lots of options is all.” My face grows hotter as I feel your gaze trained on me. I reach for my water glass, desperately trying to cool myself down.

“So….then you’re not thinking about my hard cock?”

I choke on my water and sputter out, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No?” Read more »

The Massage Parlour Part 2 [MF] [Massage] [Oral] [Anal]

I highly recommend reading **part 1** first. As always I welcome any feedback to help improve my writing so feel free to PM me if you feel so inclined. I hope you’ll enjoy reading part 2 of Thomas and Meghan’s naughty massage!

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Thomas couldn’t believe his luck as he felt the suction with which his tip disappeared in the young woman’s mouth. He realized Meghan really knew what she was doing as he felt a groan parting from his lips. Her tongue slid along the underside of his cock as she took more and more of him inside her wet mouth. The way she held the base of his cock tightly wrapped between her fingers while looking him straight in the eyes sent shivers down his spine. Her mouth almost engulfing his cock in its entirety before slowly backing off. Her passionate looking eyes and her wet mouth drove him wild with lust as his hand entangled itself in her hair. Thomas couldn’t help but to gently guide her mouth onto his cock as she started moving her head up and down along his shaft. Her soft mouth moaning onto his member making him throb in her mouth. “Aaaaahh” a deep voiced moan fitting in with the relaxing music in the background as he continued “You’re doing amazing” as he looked deep into Meghan’s piercing blue eyes. Read more »

The Library & Mary: We [F]uck while my classmate watches [MF][F][public]

This is the second part to my history with Emily. She was a 30 year old librarian in my university. This happens in the evening of her birthday, after we fucked at her work. If you want to read the previous thryst.

[MF] The librarian and the Egg [Public] from gonewildstories

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BACKGROUND
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When I come back from the shower she’s laying on the bed naked on my phone, slowly trailing her fingers from her breast to her mound and back with the lightest of touches.

“What’s up?” I say
“Its that Mary tramp”
“What’s she saying”
“She’s in bed, thinking of you. Asking can she persuade you to come tomorrow night to her farewell with a smiley face. No harm, but you young ones today have no shame.” {emily is nearly 10 years older than me}.

Emily types a reply.
[What do I do when I am in your thought]
[ravish me]
[how?]
[you eat and fuck me hard against the wall]
[you’re making me hard]. Emily is in stitches, loving the role of playing me.
[prove it.] responds Mary. Read more »

Her Dark Desire: The Witch [FF] [Oral] [Futa]

Hi Erotica, this is an excerpt from author Cameron A. Riley’s novella, *Her Dark Desire*. Link to full text in comments. This is midway through Chapter One of five.

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“Oh, it’s you,” came a voice from atop the cave’s entrance.
“Enjoying the forest’s pleasures, I see.”

She stood tall, confident, wearing a smirk. Her hair as red as the flames that had destroyed the bushes, dark brows cocked above piercing icy eyes. Her full lips coated in red, a grin on her face and hands on her wide, thick hips. The woman’s chest was large, covered only slightly by a tight corset that seemed ready to burst at the seam given the right pressure, her cleavage smooth and light in tone. Atop her head sat a pointed black hat to match her black dress, the white of her blouse standing out.

“Witch,” said Elise with a growl. “You have chosen a bad time if its quarrel you desire,” she said, danger on her tongue.

“I’m merely here to warn you that should you enter the cave, I would have no choice but to defend it, so you see, I am not so much as picking a fight with you as much as you are choosing to fight with me.” Read more »