The rest of the masseuse story, when I was a 22 [f]

So several messages later, encouraging me,here’s the humiliating conclusion.

I had 3-4 massages left there, on a gift certificate. Never went back for a massage. Utterly Humiliated. But I did go back looking for him a few months later.?

He had moved on, but one of the other coworkers was kind enough to give me his number…

I called him for 2 weeks straight. He finally answered, and just told me to meet him at this pretty seedy motel. I agreed. It was a Friday. I had a date. He said, im gonna be at the Texas Inn in 2 hours. First room bottom floor, closest to office.Be there, and if not, I’ll never take a call again. So, I probably cried a bit. Mostly because I already knew what would happen: I canceled the date. He was a sweet guy too but, no matter. I wanted to get fucked. Desperately. I was already a slave to this guy. Just like that. The heart may want what it wants…but my legs were aching to spread for him.

That shy, “girl next door”type at work? She’s a buttslut… (F) (Part 2)

[[You remember that cute, relatively normal looking receptionist at your work](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/l6fo5m/that_shy_girl_next_door_type_at_work_shes_a/)?]

Yeah, that one. She’s kind of an anal freak, and I don’t mean that she’s exceptionally neat and organised. Actually, to be fair, she keeps her desk pretty tidy too… Maybe that links somehow. Probably not.

Anyway, Anna, as you came to remember her name had started to take her desires to a new level. She wasn’t quite feeling the same level of satisfaction as before in her kinky work escapades. She still enjoyed it, but she needed *more*.

She’d considered dating, going so far as to swipe through tinder a little. It wasn’t hard for her to get matches, and without being *too* self-important, she was sure that there were *plenty* of guys who would willingly give her what she so desperately craved, but it didn’t seem like it would be enough. She didn’t want her face to be attached to her depraved desires. She wasn’t about to type “Rape my ass, please? <3” in to her bio.

From the Print Studio Part 1 [Exposition] [Planned: MF, Anal, Fantasy]

**Disclaimer:** This is just part one of a two-part story. Unless heavily protested this story will contain some coprophilia (dirty ass to mouth) and maybe some anal creampie swallowing (as long as it isn’t too gross) in part two.

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He could feel Quinn staring at him again. He didn’t even have to look up to know. He could feel her eyes burning a hole through his sweater. It was two days before finals, but somehow they had the whole print studio to themselves.

Kyle grumbled to himself. He had all but finished his final project; a set of art-books showcasing local street artists and their graffiti, all he had left was the binding. It was no surprise Quinn was there. She had always been low effort, low effort in a way that seemed like she was trying really hard not to care. She was cute though even with her hippy-dippy-punk-aesthetic; septum piercing, gauged ears, tattoos, and all. She wasn’t tiny, but she was small, maybe 5’3, if he had to guess. Her face was round with cute, delicate features, and she had the cutest set of dimples. Beneath her thick (but surprisingly well-manicured) brows nestled a set of beautiful emerald green eyes. Her dirty blonde hair (which she naturally elected to dye streaks of hot pink throughout) fell almost to the middle of her back. Her chest was small, swelling just slightly pasted her ribcage, and while her hips were kind of trim, her ass was round, perky, and squeezably thick. Kyle had always considered himself an ass-man, and Quinn’s ass was simply mouthwatering, the only drawback was it was attached to Quinn.

[MF] Her ass is my greatest distraction

It was only a few weeks into lockdown and the burden of working from home was starting to get to me. I found myself just staring out the window or just browsing random sites. Anything but actually getting work done. It was easy to get distracted having my girlfriend working opposite hours from me. I can’t complain about the amazing cooking, though. That helped make it fun and helped me put on an extra 20lbs.

This one particular day I was, again, procrastinating and putting work on the back burner. I could hear my girlfriend reading to herself out loud. She was studying for her English test and needed to practice her pronunciation. It was cute background noise, but background noise nonetheless. Rather than disturb her, I put on some headphones and tried to get to work.

That lasted all of 20 minutes before I was lost on some other internet adventure. I decided I should take a quick break and reset. I grabbed a glass of water. Opened and closed the fridge a few times hoping something magically delicious would appear. I hear her working away in the other room on some English phrases.

[22F] my first time being a very bad girl (story)

This was from a few years ago, I was in Paris for 20th birthday and I had quite the experience. I left my boyfriend at home and had every intention of doing whatever the fuck I wanted while I was there.

My birthday is just a few days before Halloween (Scorpio here lol) and on Halloween I went out to a bar near my hotel. It was full of people my friend and I sat at a table got some drinks, it wasn’t long before two men sat with us. A gorgeous French man, well dressed, longer black hair that he wore slicked back, sat in front of me. I couldn’t believe my luck and I wanted what I saw.

We just got to talking and at one point I asked where the bathroom was, he pointed in the direction and asked if I wanted him to come with me. I told him no but as soon as I got out there he was waiting for me. He gave me his number and told me to call him the next day. We went back to our table and I wanted to go outside for some fresh air. We stood close to each other, he put his hand down my pants to grab my ass. I remember laughing when he was very surprised that I was wearing a thong. He whispered in my ear that he wanted me to rub his cock, I was nervous because there were other people outside but I did it anyway.

[MMF] That time a gay couple shared me

Since people here seem to enjoy “first time” stories, I was scratching my head as to what to post here. I couldn’t write about my first time with a woman since I was under 18 when it happened (no, I’m not gonna tell you how old, don’t bother asking), and my first time with a man, though I was 18, wasn’t particularly wild. So, I thought I’d share a story from when I was in college and had an amazing number of firsts in one night.

I met these guys (let’s call them Ron and Jeremy–obviously not their real names) at one of the semi-underground LGBT support clubs at my university. I’d known I was bisexual since I was four, and had been eager to meet girls I could be myself (read: hook up) with now that my overbearing, intrusive parents were nowhere to be seen. I was 20 that year, and playing it as cool as I could without alerting everyone to what a pervert I was. Sadly, at one night’s meeting, I was the only woman who showed up. You can imagine my disappointment level, hoping to meet a gorgeous girl, only to end surrounded by hot men with no interest in me. Or so I thought.

Becoming Kari [transformation]

Kari and I have known each other for a few years now. We initially met when she was taking a class at a community college with my ex. We did a double date a couple times, my ex and I with Kari and her boyfriend. It was always a bit awkward as neither couple seemed to be matched up properly. Kari and I had more in common with each other than either of us did with our partners. It showed, as both of us broke up with our respective significant others.

Kari eventually changed schools and moved to the same town I was in, even renting an apartment a few blocks away from mine. Unfortunately, things never progressed between us. Friend-zone as it may be. We ended up being pretty close friends. We would party and hang out. Occasionally the games would turn to sexual topics. Again nothing came of it, but I learned a lot about Kari.

Kari eventually started dating a new guy, Matt. Typical frat dude. Liked to party, being a student clearly came second. He treated her well enough and she still spent some time with me. She shared some of their exploits and some of their fantasies.

DEEP CLEANING AT THE BEACH HOUSE {Mdom, Fswitch}{Shower}{Anal}{Rough}{Discovery}

(First time writing, mostly looking to just share for fun and also get some honest feedback on the overall writing. This is a real encounter, written with a slight male-perspective slant. My new wife and I love talking and reminiscing about our many wild sexual experiences together, so i thought I’d finally put some in type, with some input from her included. This is one section from a larger story, so there may be a couple details that might seem out of context. Thank you for reading and hope you enjoy it as much as we did experiencing it ha)::

[MF] 18yo me learning off an experienced lady

Hi everyone,

I’ll start by saying those who regularly post the juicy deets on here are the real heroes of lockdown. I’ll jump in with a second story to add some more sparkle.

Like I mentioned before, my step into adulthood was a real steep learning curve, I looked like a man in their mid 20’s when I was still 18, so had the pleasure of attracting older ladies and all their amazing kinks and general dirtiness. It was a fantastic time for a wide eyed polite 18yo.

This one particular story was a night out that I met Kim, she was a 30yo sport tutor and general good egg. She was 5’7, dirty blonde, with a tight frame, curvy ass and small perky boobs. She was a straight talker and we hit it off, but didn’t take it any further as she was on a rocky relationship so it turned into a slow burn text that increased in flirtatious-ness .

Cutting to the chase these texts turn dirty pretty quick once I find out she’s splitting with her partner. We agree to meet up to act on these texts and I turn up at her place, like a kid going to watch his football team for the first time. Excited, overwhelmed and definitely nervous.

[OC] Cumming on her hijab (MF) (anal) (oral)

It was late in the night about 1 A.M. in the morning, you were still at work. You decided to order something for yourself. No, it wasn’t a latte or some fastfood junk but a whore. The past couple of decades had been rough for the economy, after the COVID-19 pandemic subsided the population had exploded because people had nothing better to do in the lockdown. Due to some reason there were more women born and many of them were jobless. Sites like OnlyFans became overcrowded and really competitive, porn sites also had a flood of women, and so, a new app was developed where women could sell themselves. You decided to order someone, lately you’ve been having a muslim and hijab fantasy so you start filtering out the girls.

Finally, you settled upon a girl with green eyes, espresso coloured hairs reaching upto mid back length, light brown skin, 34D breasts, a petite waist with a sizeable butt. She would cost $15 an hour but you put in some extra requests hiking the cost upto $35 an hour. You requested she wear a dark grey hijab, wedding ring and act like she was married. She soon arrived at your office.