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MY PRIVATE SLUT, PT 2: STARBUCKS ANAL [Mf] [public] [facefuck] [anal]

Tucker awoke the following morning all smiles. He had found a way to both personally benefit from Ella’s financial hardship and also help her out. And the best part was, he didn’t have to do it by nefarious methods—not that he would have. Everything perfectly fell into his lap and ended up working out beautifully.

He went through his day wondering how often he could see himself calling her to come over. Truth was, Tucker was constantly horny about something. He imagined he’d be calling on her a lot. But his desire was to really spice things up. Having her come to his house every time for a quickie might get boring after a while.

If she was at his beck and call — he was going to see just how far he could push things.

Standing online at Starbucks, he pulled out his phone and texted her.

“Hey,” he wrote.

“Hey there,” she replied.

“Send me a selfie,” he wrote, including a winky face.

I was being played the whole time. But once I found out it made memory of it even hotter. [MF]

I recently made a comment on another thread that had me thinking about it quite a bit the past couple of days so thought I’d write it out because there’s a slight plot twist at the end. This happened around 2009 or 2010. I met a girl online named Tara and we progressed from there to talking on the phone then finally met in person to go on our first date. She told me the night prior to our date that her favorite place was Taco Bell and that therefore she was a cheap date. Couldn’t argue with that. She was a little younger than me and still lived at home and went there to pick her up. She was on the porch with her mom and was introduced to her and all that good stuff.

Tara was a little cutie. Blonde hair, freckles, light brown or hazel’ish eyes and a sexy figure not more than 5′ tall wearing tight jeans and hair still wet from an obviously very recent shower. We ate at the Taco Hell and as always they screwed up my order. I swear if I don’t just make a super simple order and get regular taco’s then they’ll mess it up every time. I got a Big Beef Burrito Supreme but it had rice in it instead of beef. But this time I didn’t complain or take it back because I didn’t want to create any noise on my first date with her. Read more »

Maria meets her ‘daddy’ for the first time [anal, lube, Mf, creampie, dirty talk, underwear, fingering]

Maria received a text message. Her heart fluttered. It was from him. The man she had been exchanging messages with for several weeks. It was in the usual tone: direct, to the point, an instruction to be obeyed.

“Go to the downtown hotel. There is a room reserved under your name. Be there for six. I will be there at seven – J.”

Her heart fluttered. They had not met before. This would be the first time. She packed a bag, her favourite underwear, a sexy outfit. Then she unpacked it and packed it again. She knew what he was like – dominant, firm, directive – but he hadn’t said what he wanted. Would he want her to be in innocent white? Or naughty black and red? Did he want her to play the naive virgin or dirty slut? She felt so nervous. She wanted it to be perfect. More than once she reached for her phone to send him a message but stopped herself. No – he gave the instructions. If that was all he wanted to say that was all. Read more »

First time with another man [MM]

In my early 20s I went through a devastating breakup. My girlfriend of several years admitted to fucking one of my friends. I went into a depression and filled the void with porn and eventually, random sex. I got really into TS and gay porn on top of my regular stuff. I found myself browsing craigslist personals in search of my first gay or trans encounter. Trans was a lot harder to find in my area. This was the days before grindr and I didn’t like the exposure of a dating site.

I found a guy looking for mutual fun in an adjacent city, roughly a 90 minute drive. He was my age and moderately fit. White with brown hair and hazel eyes. Not weird looking, and I really didn’t have a gauge for attractiveness in men. Not feminine at all, which might have helped later, but I didn’t have a lot of options. Most of the guys on craigslist were way older, overweight, and extremely hairy. That’s a hard sell for a guy who’s only been with women. Read more »

Married People Can Have Hot Sex Too [OC]

It had been a long year and we needed to get away. Over the last year we’d had some major blowups and seemed to be constantly arguing. After some soul searching, we decided to stay together and recommit to our marriage. Yet over that year, it had seemed that all the bad feelings and past misunderstandings had dampened our spirits and that our sex was good but lacked passion. Our anniversary was coming up so we decided to have a date night at a local hotel. Why should the cheaters have all the fun and hot sex? If they can meet for sex adventures at hotels and in cars (hell, I even heard about cheaters renting storage lockers to have discrete sex on a budget) then why not married couples?

Starting with the hotel check-in, I knew that there would be something different in the game plan for tonight. My wife had been feeling standoffish and reserved. Lingering feelings of remorse had made her normally extroverted person seem publicly hesitant and uncertain in my presence. She stayed behind me and did not make eye contact with anyone. Was she having a flashback to a prior rendezvous’ with an old lover? Was she feeling some guilt or just distracted by the people in the lobby or just bored with the process? It was clear that we were together but her mannerisms were deferential. Read more »

Paying for her crime [D/s] [MMMf] [cnc]

Speeding through the midwestern prairie, convertible top down, music up loud, blonde hair blowing in the wind, she loved the feel of the hot sun on her bare shoulders and cleavage and on her thighs where she’d hiked up her blue flowered sundress to the edge of her blue lace panties. So happy.

Until she heard the wail of the sirens.
Fuckme, she muttered as she glanced at her speedometer — oops 75 — and pulled over right away. She was focused on pulling out the rental car registration and getting out her license, and was startled to realize the cop was already standing over her. She jumped and started to pull down her hem and up her neckline… but froze when he raised one gloved hand and said,
No need, Miss, you’re perfectly safe with me.
Normally, in her regular life, she bristles at assumptions and assurances and even the most mild advances. But something about his tone, calm and completely positive he would be obeyed, settles her back down and straight into the beginnings of sub space. She dropped her hands and left them in her lap.
I believe you do know how to follow rules, don’t you, miss? I think you must have gotten a little distracted by…
He paused and looked directly at her thighs and breasts, and smiled. She blushed red hot and nodded mutely.
Well, we do nothing without consent around these parts. Would you like to have the ticket and be on your way? Or would you prefer to come with me for a little tour of the station and a more enjoyable punishment?
Her eyes widened. Really? she said. And it’s safe? You promise?
Absolutely, miss. We care about the public and do everything we can to protect them and make sure they are satisfied with our service.
She smiled, and thought to herself, what the hell, I don’t have to be to the next town for a while anyway. Time to treat myself to a little adventure. Read more »

Husband [M] fulfills wife’s [F] masturbation fantasy

*A little* [r/relationship](https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship/) *type venting first.* *My [50M] low libido wife [43F] has expressed for years how she’d love to watch me masturbate.* *I finally agreed to do it for her as part of a Want, Will, Won’t list we did a couple of months ago.* *Problem is that she never brought it up again. After a couple of weeks,* *I tried to prompt her by asking what scenario she preferred.* *Did she want to hide?* *Did she want to sit right in front of me?* *She’d answer with apparent enthusiasm but then forget about it again.* *Finally, in a last-ditch effort to kick start some kind of fantasy play.* *I wrote this story.* *It’s what she supposedly wants, written in a light bondage setting from her perspective.* *I finished it 2 weeks ago and she can’t be fucking bothered to even read it.* *She hasn’t even realized that I deleted the Dropbox link I sent her.* *Anyway, it’s probably crap, but I wanted* ***someone*** *to at least read my effort.I’m open to some honest feedback.* *Should be obvious at this point, but it’s mostly about a guy jerking off.* *Pre-emptive answers/humblebrag: Yes, that’s me in the pic that’s linked.* *The text messages are actually exact copies.* Read more »

My Ex and My Best friend, Part 2 [Rough] [Rape] [Cheating]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/chskzo/my_ex_and_my_best_friend/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

I was a different person when I first met Nathan. We were both in high school then, in our small town with small problems. Teenagers only really worried about what comes next, where we’d be or what we’d do. When I met Nathan, all the worrying was just swept away. I was happy, then. I loved him then, and I love him still. But things happen that you can’t ever explain or ignore, and I lost him. I lost him because of Martin.

Nathan and I were living together for a few years now, high school sweethearts living their wildest dreams. We weren’t very particular, just enjoyed staying up late, playing games, cuddling, loving each other to the fullest. Time could have stopped right then and there, and I would be the happiest. We could continue living that way, just the two of us, and our dog Ike. But it’s as if that feeling in my stomach kept telling me it wouldn’t last, something would happen. I never knew what, or when. I just felt like I was living in a memory. Read more »

Pain and Pleasure

The feel of her tongue on my clit was like heaven. She maneuvered her mouth around it like an artist with a brush, using the wetness of my own pussy to her advantage, making art with my canvas. As she inhaled through her nose, the air rushing across my skin gave me a sweet sensation that made my inner thighs tremble. I was cumming again. And again.

I grabbed two handfuls of her brown hair and pulled hard, enough for me to hope it hurt just a little bit. I knew Kim liked pain. Just like I did. A little bit of pain released the endorphins even more to make the pleasure feel even better. She was dirty. I loved dirty.

I took my right hand and clasped it around her neck, just slightly choking her. I guided her head up to my face and started sucking on her lips. Hard. I tasted my pussy. I was used to tasting my own pussy, because when I’m alone and I finger myself, I’m always licking my fingers. But my pussy tasted even better on her tongue. I put my tongue in her mouth, and she mine. I bit hers. She didn’t flinch. She let me clamp down and she let out a low “Mmmm” letting me know how much she loved it. Read more »