“The boys,” Raquel called them affectionately. “I’m off to see the boys,” she’d tell her roommate, or “The boys and I are going to smoke a bowl and watch TV.” When she talked about them to others they were never Mike, Andre, Kevin, or Tim, for although Tim had been her friend first, now she rarely spent time with them individually; instead they were a sort of collective entity of weed and good-natured dumbassery. Mike was a bigger guy, with a short, scruffy beard and a generous belly, who had strong feelings about sports. Andre, whose thin locs were generally held back with a bandana, was deeply sardonic, but he was always thinking of others and making sure there were adequate snacks. Kevin, a slim, nerdy sort with thick-rimmed black glasses and black hair which he usually kept buzzed, was the main provisioner of weed, which he bought at a discounted rate from his ex-boyfriend. Tim, her longtime friend, was hot-tempered and the most likely to pick a fight with the others, but on his best nights he’d bring out his guitar and play whatever songs people wanted to hear.
Tag: Anal
Just the Tip
I always knew he wanted to be the first guy in my ass. He never pressured, but he certainly made no secret of his lustful desires. I must admit, I got turned on at the thought of having him in my ass. I just didn’t think my virgin ass could handle his cock.
But I decided to give it a try.
A faint creak escaped as James clambered on the bed. I felt a slight dip in the mattress as he shifted into position behind me. I trembled in anticipation as I heard the pop of the lid. After a few seconds, it shut close with a click.
“Oh!” I startled as he spread the surprisingly cold lube in and around my asshole with his thumb. His other hand was used to lather his cock in preparation.
“Go very, very slow,” I warned him.
“I will,” he replied, as his right hand embraced the curve of my waist. “You look so fucking hot right now!”
Tenderly, he pulled my body slightly closer to him. He stopped just as the head of his cock started to press against my ass cheeks.
The Island – Part Eleven – MMF, Bi, Cum, Anal, Bareback, ATM
(As always, please pardon the grammar errors, it was written on my phone. I encourage my readers to review past chapters to experience the build-up and full intimacy of this moment.)
Scott woke up a jolt, the flood of excitement washing over him. Today was the day. In the last few months, Scott had enjoyed nearly every conceivable form of sexual pleasure and submission, except one. Ever since the moment he’d watched Paul’s hard cock slowly enter Rachel’s pussy lips and watched her belly rise, Scott had wanted to experience it himself.
Paul recognized this desire in Scott, and frequently ordered Scott to ride a lifelike dildo modeled on Paul’s own cock while he watched his wife get fucked. Although the dildo was anatomically similar, with veins and a big soft head, it lacked the heat and power of the real thing. As a good little cocksucker, Scott knew that fact all too well.
Frequently, during Rachel and Paul’s date nights, Scott was relegated to under the table, his face buried in Paul’s crotch as he worked every inch of the cock with his tongue and throat. Rachel was a great teacher, lovingly showing Scott how to use his tongue to elicit that most explosive of reactions: ten ropes of warm cum in the back of your waiting throat.
The Sybian Trap – Part 2 [F, Predicament]
Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hszx6h/the_sybian_trap_f_predicament/)
Suddenly all the energy that had left her returned in a stab of adrenaline shooting out from her stomach. She was paralysed for a moment, staring at the words as the ‘For’ bar began to be filled in with green from the left hand side. A little red trickled into the ‘Against’ bar, but with hardly anyone seemed to be voting the way she would have liked. A few messages popped up as people cast their vote.
“Nah not my thing” said one
“I came already, no sense hurting the poor girl.” came another. But most of them were wholly in favour.
“Put it in her ass, you can tell she wants it,” said one message.
“She’s gonna be so tight.” read another. Her eyes watered as she read them. She was too shocked to speak. This couldn’t be happening to her, how could they still find more to take from her. Hadn’t they taken enough?
The Sybian Trap [F, Predicament]
As she came-to she became aware of a roaring pleasure coursing through her, radiating out from the steady vibrations thrumming between her legs. As if emerging from cold water, she gasped for breath, opening her eyes to the confusing array of lights and cacophony of sound assaulting her senses. She was in a bright square room. No not a room, it was too small; more of a box. The walls, floor and ceiling were white cushioned leather, with soft led lighting strips at every corner. She was on her knees, and the top of the box was only a few feet above her head. The item between her legs was the only remotely familiar object. She recognised it from videos online, a sybian vibrator. A black saddle with a dildo protruding from the top, which was currently working away inside her, vibrating against her g-spot, accompanied by pads that massaged her clit at the same frequency. She had never used one before, and now recognised how worthy it was of its widespread popularity.
Hard eager fucking after a lot of teasing and time apart [FM]
Sorry this is kinda long but the anticipation and buildup is such a big part of our relationship, that it’s only right this post has that too haha.
Descriptions: I’m (f26) 5’4 with an average build, not overweight but not really that fit. Long blonde hair and blue eyes. C cups with small pink nipples. Decent ass. He’s (m21) about 6′ with short blonde hair and blue eyes, clean shaven. Strong athletic build (but not too muscley which I like). 7″ cock. Amazing ass. Sexy voice.
We only get to see each other once a month or so, sometimes longer. During those periods, we sext and send pictures, teasing each other to the point I feel like my body will come apart at the seams trying to contain my desire for this man. Each of us knows exactly what words and pics will send the other over the edge, making each other cum even with the many miles separating us. We cum hard, knowing that the time is coming again when we’ll be able to pleasure each other with touch and physical communication rather than just words and video.
Confessions of a MILF Slut – Part 3 – A Housewife’s Revenge [FF][MFF][Anal]
It was Saturday morning and I could hear Lars making a racket downstairs in the kitchen. I turned over in bed and put the pillow over my head. I had just had a wonderful dream where Oscar from the office was taking me from behind in the lunch room with everyone watching. I tried going back to sleep but just as I was imagining Oscar putting his hands on me again, I heard Lars yelling from below.
“Bye! See you all tomorrow night!”
I took the pillow off my head and yelled back.
“See you tomorrow!”
I felt a bit bad that I hadn’t gone up with him to have breakfast. I had completely forgot that he was going away for the weekend. I heard the door close and the house went silent again. The kids probably wouldn’t wake up until noon or so. I had the whole morning to myself. I closed my eyes and pictured the scene in the lunch room again. Oscar was standing there in front of me with his muscular arms stretched out towards me. Behind him were my colleagues with my boss Johan with his arms crossed and his usual stern look on his face.
Confessions of a MILF Slut – Part 3 – A Housewife’s Revenge [FF][MFF][Anal]
It was Saturday morning and I could hear Lars making a racket downstairs in the kitchen. I turned over in bed and put the pillow over my head. I had just had a wonderful dream where Oscar from the office was taking me from behind in the lunch room with everyone watching. I tried going back to sleep but just as I was imagining Oscar putting his hands on me again, I heard Lars yelling from below.
“Bye! See you all tomorrow night!”
I took the pillow off my head and yelled back.
“See you tomorrow!”
I felt a bit bad that I hadn’t gone up with him to have breakfast. I had completely forgot that he was going away for the weekend. I heard the door close and the house went silent again. The kids probably wouldn’t wake up until noon or so. I had the whole morning to myself. I closed my eyes and pictured the scene in the lunch room again. Oscar was standing there in front of me with his muscular arms stretched out towards me. Behind him were my colleagues with my boss Johan with his arms crossed and his usual stern look on his face.
Six Shots: Truth or Dare
We were six shots in when my best friend’s wife, Bella, dared me to come sit on her lap. Admittedly, I was feeling quite into it at the time. I sat with both feet on one side of her legs and wrapped my arms around her neck to hold on to her. Tensing up as I felt her hand slide up my skirt on the side of my upper right thigh was inevitable. Wasn’t really expecting it, but I welcomed her curiosity.
She blushed brightly and motioned to her husband. It was his turn. She was staring at my chest as it rose and fell with each breath and I was looking over at my best friend, Phil, a drunken smile plastered on my face. He almost looked jealous as I lay my head against Bella’s shoulder, intending to be playful but actually being quite the tease.
He followed his wife’s gaze and noticed she was staring at me, his reaction was almost instant as he shifted in his seat and covered his growing erection with his clasped hands. Trying to be nonchalant, he turned to my husband, “Truth or Dare, Alex?”
[MF] The Saga of Sally – Cum-Stained Jeans
Hi, you might remember me as [the guy who fucked his stepmom, Ana, on vacation](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hragsd/my_vacation_fling_with_my_stepmom_part_1_mf/). But that was around 20 years ago and I have had a life full of other sexual escapades. Several of you wanted me to keep writing about them so here I am. And here I am with the first part of what will probably take weeks or more to write: the Saga of Sally. This post might have a little bit of build up just to set everything up but I hope it’s worth it. I will also be calling myself “Mark” from now on.
If my stepmom Ana was my foundational, the very first, sexual experience of my life, then Sally is the definitive sexual relationship of my lifetime. We fooled around, fucked, and loved on-off for a long time. I’m going to tackle our sexual escapades chronologically. There will be some one-off parts that didn’t involve Sally too, moments where we weren’t exclusive and I had some crazy sexual experiences. But we’ll get to that later. First Sally.