[F]ucking my dirty old Airbnb host

Back in October I was in another city for a wedding, renting a really cool Airbnb out in one of the suburbs. It was a little bungalow, and the owner lived in another house next door. I met him when, embarrassingly, I couldn’t find the key to get in. It wasn’t super late, but I still felt shitty calling a dude at 9:30pm on a Thursday because I’m an idiot.

The man who walked over looked extremely good for a late-fifty something, and generously laughed at my expense — the key was hidden in a planter on the side of the house, not on the porch, like I thought. I pointed out that the instructions must of been poorly written.

We were off to a great start!

He helped me with my bags, gave me a quick tour of the house, pointing out the amenities (washer/dryer, newly installed Nest, TV, wifi password), the best of which was a fully stocked wine fridge.

“Help yourself to whatever you want.”

“What would you recommend?”

He grabbed a red.

“Mind if I stay for a glass? It’s one of my favorites.”

Trying to find an erotic short story, originally from literotica

I remember a whole bunch of details — she was a really hard working student and had been in class all morning, she went to a vending machine and there was a guy behind her who was really good looking. He was Hispanic and said a lot of really sexy things in Portuguese. They started dating but she was a virgin and so one night he said to her that she had to make a decision on whether or not she wanted to have sex with him – but if she said yes when she met him in the college cafeteria then he would not stop no matter what else she said on the night.

Later on, in subsequent chapters he took her and a few of her friends on a trip abroad and he beat up one of the guys who then had to go to hospital and she said something really bad about his dead mum and he tried to get revenge by taking her really roughly.

Have been using the search engine for an hour but nothing has come out of it – any help would be appreciated!

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My only experience [F]ucking a rando[M] craigslist dude.

A few weeks after I turned 18 (2011) I packed my bags and drove over 500 miles to live in my favorite city. I had a modeling job and a studio apartment lined up there and I was quite pleased with myself. I felt very adult although (I didn’t realize) I was still a naive teenager.

Once I got to my apartment and unpacked my stuff (basically just clothes) I showered, put on my sexiest lingerie, did my hair and makeup, and broke out the bottle of wine I’d been saving for the occasion. Obviously I wanted someone to celebrate with. Tinder did not yet exist. I daringly went on Craigslist “casual encounters” section intending to find a hot twenty-something or thirty-something guy who was looking for a one-nighter. I wasn’t sure if I would be daring enough to go through with it but I was getting soaking wet scrolling through the gallery of local cock offerings.

2018 is of[f] to an a[m]azing start!

As I gather my things for a night of drinking and dancing I wonder how my night will end up, New Years Eve is always an exciting night. I meet up with my girlfriends to grab a bus into the city. The whole bus ride is spent gossiping and catching up, anticipating the rest of the night. Once downtown we walk to our friend’s apartment, through the holiday lights of the city. We are greeted by a receptionist at the door, and grab an elevator up to the apartment.

The next hour is girl time: putting on our makeup, doing our hair, getting dressed, and taking photos in our New Years outfits. I straighten my long blonde hair, pull on a tight skirt highlighting my petite body, and a black tank top with a sheer back. One of my friends fills us in about her new boy, while making sure us single ladies know which guys in our group are available.

When the guys show up do a few shots and party gets started. One tall, dark haired guy catches my attention, my friend is quick to inform me that he is one of the single guys she mentioned.

[M]y first time with [F]oxy Nancy

Long time reader, first time writer. I’m not sure how “wild” this story is, especially given I’ve decided to avoid over-embellishment — so I’ll let you be the judge.

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I’ve met Nancy about a month and a bit after I got out of a 5-year long relationship. It felt almost like a divorce — we did not marry nor had kids, but we’ve already decided on how our future would look like, so like many break-ups, I was emotionally drained and felt unwanted (she initiated it). Naturally I was a bit hesitant when it comes to meeting a new woman; my ego needed some TLC. With that in mind, understand that me venturing into the dating apps scene was a slow yet inevitable process: who doesn’t want an easy way to get acquainted with new people?

Everyone who’s in their 30s knows that first dates are not the same as it was in your 20s. For me, just recalling what’s it’s like to dress up, be confident and basically be a “fun guy” (something I was never good at) was a challenge. Understandably the first few dates I had with women were “meh”: some small talk, getting to know each other and each and single one of them was too mellow to have any follow-up. Generally speaking I consider myself a good conversationalist, but not a *charmer*.

The desk [MF]

Dec 21, as usual, was a dead day at work. Everyone was gone. plant was shut down, offices were empty, nobody was there…except for myself, the work wife, and the CEO of the company.
CEO was acting like a total bitch to the work wife. demanding new airline routes every ten minutes, asking about files she needed two hours ago (only she asked about them 5 minutes before)..just all around rude.

I was there because there was a rule in IT, “if someone is in the office, then one IT person has to be there”. it’s a good rule, helps to ensure that even one user isn’t down nor waiting should SHTF. but that day, I wanted to be gone. my vacation was supposed to start not 2 hours earlier.
Finally, at around 7pm, the CEO has everything she needs, and takes off, leaving me and work wife alone in the office.

the door to the outside hadn’t even fully shut when I rushed into the work wife’s office and started making out with her, and grabbing at her ass and tits.

“god Ive been wanting you since this morning” I breathed into her ear.

NSFW The Weekend: Friday Night [MF]

This was the first erotic story I ever wrote and I enjoyed the process and want to get better at writing it. I was told this would be a good place to post it to get some feedback. There’s two more written parts and one unwritten part that I’m stuck on. Hopefully the feedback will help. Thanks

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Clark checked the clock before he put on the emergency brake and turned off the car. It was closer to 8pm than he wanted it to be but traffic on his way into the city had been worse than he had planned. He grabbed his belongings from the trunk and began to walk towards his friends place where he would be spending the weekend. Clark and Luke had known each other since they were young but Clark was more interested in Luke’s roommate, Savannah. They had met briefly the last time Luke had Clark over for drinks and she had immediately peaked Clark’s interests. She had short brown hair with blonde highlights and the left side cut short that reminded Clark of a sprite. She had piercing hazel eyes and a smile that drove Clark crazy. She stood at 5’9”, 135lbs with cute 28” hips, 24” waist and amazing 34G breasts that Clark could stare at for hours. She wore tight jeans that hugged her hips and a sweater that was comfortable for Savannah but still gave Clark enough to look at when he saw her.

A story of summer, of sun, and of skinny dipping. Or: The longest tease of [m]y life

I had known Anne for a long time. We had been roommates back when we were students. We lived in a smallish city of a few hundred thousand, somewhere in Europe. Not a very special city, but nice to live in. Not a lot of traffic, you could bike and walk everywhere, and the city is located directly on a body of water, so you have a nice little coastline promenade and a few boats in the city.

How I lost my virginity to a college threesome. [MFM]

I lost my virginity my freshman year of college. It happened in the spring semester, early February, 2011. To this day, it was probably one, if not the best, college experiences I had. Not only did I lose my virginity, I lost in in a threesome with multiple rounds of raw sex. It was a Friday night and I was out looking for a house-party with my roommate Jay. We found one that was pretty legitimate, but nothing too crazy. After a few beers each we started chatting with these two girls our age that were from a dorm building across campus. We hit it off immediately, and I was surprised at myself for carrying on a carefree conversation with this cute girl Kylie. The other girl’s name was Taylor. After a while of talking, the four of us, Taylor saw some other friends and went over to them. It was just me, Jay and Kylie hitting it off, and she was getting kind of playful and flirty. Just as we were finishing off our second beers and feeling good but not drunk, cops showed up because of noise complaints.

Emily – A Depraved Slut 1 [Mf] [anal] [impreg] [reluc]

**Emily: A Depraved Slut – Part 1**

My father just passed away about a month ago, and I am still trying to get over the fact that I am along now. My father was an only parent as my mother passed away during child birth. He was also a wealthy man, and now I am going to inherit everything, I just can’t wrap my mind around it. I was his only living relative and in his will he left everything to me. I just turned 18 two months ago and now I am a multimillionaire.

I inherited the house, the money, everything. I won’t need to go to college or ever work in my life. It is a liberating feeling, but right now I am feeling a bit lost in the world. I’m not sure how to procees on my own, I had just graduated from Private school and was on summer break and didn’t know what the future held. I had not applied to any colleges yet, because my father was going to get me in at an ivy league college.