[MF] Olivia’s Trainer Gives Her A Real Workout Part 1 [blowjob] [Pussy eating] [Denial] [Romance] [Fingering] [Multiple Orgasms]

I have been a personal trainer for a few years, and there are times when the benefits can outweigh the income that comes from the job. I took in a new client who got a recommendation to me a try.

She went back to the locker room to change. She emerged with her hair up in a ponytail, but was longer and cascaded over one shoulder. She wore only a tight white tank top, and cute black shorts that were tight enough to and easily make out every curve on her firm bottom and I could even see the hint of camel toe between her legs. There was no underwear evident at all, and I was definitely looking for it. Once I ripped my gaze away from her body she smiled, and we started to get warmed up. I was completely distracted by the fact that I was alone with such a beautiful woman wearing next to nothing, and I was going to get her sweating.

I got face-fucked last night. Just got on my knees, opened wide and let him use my mouth to cum. [FM]

I worked last night. Started off good then got really slow and by the time we closed, it was dead. Jeff (the manager) gave me “the look” and told me to come back to the little office… and I knew he was ready for a blowjob. I was totally down to give him one, of course (I love sucking cock), but honestly I was also really tired.

So when we got in there, we got right down to business. I got down on my knees and unzipped his cock (he really has a gorgeous cock), started stroking him, and then looked up and said… “hey, do you just wanna, like, fuck my mouth tonight?”

He was kinda speechless for a second. “Sure, if you’re cool with that.”

I gave him a sweet little smile. “Totally. I’m just really tired. Just hold my head and use it.” Then I opened wide and stuck out my tongue for show.

[Me] and a old high school [F]riend

A little about me first I go by J in my story’s I am 6ft, short brown hair, borderline dad bod but I always get told I suit my figure. My cock is 6-6.5inches and very thick never had any complaints put it that way.

My old friend from high school she’ll go by D we where at opposite ends of the social ladder at school me the shy geeky type her the popular girl at the time a few years younger but we met through mutual friends and got along surprisingly well, I guess opposites do attract. Over the years we stayed in touch very occasionally, this is story is about how one time I got one of the best blow jobs of my life.

The day started like any other for me, I was single so plenty of time to kill on Reddit, go out do some shopping etc all of a sudden I get a message out of the blue from D can’t remember the specifics but her computer was playing up and as technical support for my friend group I offered to go over take a look for her, thinking nothing of it but just a favour to a old friend.

First time visiting a swingers / sex club in Berlin with my girlfriend [FM]

We (GF and I) have just had our first (kind of) swinger experience in Berlin! A short story about our first experience, it is a bit rambly but it is nice to get it of my chest as I am so excited!

On our interrail trip we visited Berlin last weekend, of course known for its vibrant night life scene. My girlfriend (25) and I (26) have been together for 6 years and to be fair our sex life has been quite stale.” after moving in together last yesr. A good friend of ours recommended that we visit the Kit Kat club in Berlin and said that it would be a fun and mind opening experience. For those unaware, the Kit Kat club is a LGBTQI+ friendly fetish/sex dance club in Berlin. To be fair, we didn’t really know what to expect except that she said that we’d be looking our eyes out 👀. She had also told us that it was the club where she and her boyfriend had sex on a podium which for us was hard to imagine not knowing what kind of club it was hahah.

I 24[M] at the time was challenged by my Ex’s Friend 25[F] at the time to break up with my Ex in the most sneakiest and sluttiest way possible.

Disclaimer 1: Long Post

Disclaimer 2: English is not my native language so I will try to do my best

At the time, I was in a relationship with my ex for 3 years who I met online, at the beginning it was great but at the end it was more and more frustrating, things weren’t like it was before, we argued a lot, sex was not great, we didn’t know if we still had feelings, but it was our first long relationship so neither do I or my ex had the courage to talk about it or mostly to call it quit.

For my part the problem was mostly sexual, I had two strong fetishes that I was kind of ashamed of… The first one was a slipper fetish; I was totally aroused when a girl was wearing a specific pair of slippers (ballerina slipper socks style) and it was a very strong fetish.

The second one which is more original was seeing a girl spearfishing/freediving, kind of a mermaid fetish, the idea of a woman holding her breath underwater and not see her from the surface or from the shore for more than a minute and wearing all the gear was a huge turn on for me

A Brief Interlude (Pt 2 of 9) (F27/F29)

Read [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wdowym/a_brief_interlude_pt_1_of_9_f27f29/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3).

Amy’s apartment was **nice**. It was on the 30th floor of her high-rise and had an amazing corner view of the city, now a starry black expanse with small pools of light revealing tiny cars still criss-crossing through intersections. The apartment itself was not massive but very homey. The floors were wood textured with ample rugs, and the space was neatly divided between the kitchen, living area, and what she assumed was the bedroom, separated by those folding dressing room walls off in a corner. There was only one other room, likely the bathroom, on the opposite side. The furniture, on the other hand, all seemed to be sleek, black leather and stylishly new.

“Watch out!” Amy warned, a moment too late, as a large gray tabby ran up and headbutted Sam in the shins. “Lucy! Stop that,” Amy chided. The cat paused a moment before glancing up at Sam in disdain for having the audacity to not be her owner. The cat wasn’t nearly big enough to have upset her balance, but Sam wondered if she didn’t bowl Amy right over.

I became a woman’s penis?! Part 2 [Rape/Non-con] [Transformation] [Oral]

[Features: Non-con/rape, blowjob/oral, transformed into a penis, saliva.]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/WarixViviana/comments/wcqyar/i_became_a_womans_penis_part_1/)

I woke up to swaying movement. I was a bit disoriented, wondering what the hell was going on and why my bed was moving before the memories came rushing back in. I almost let out a primal scream of terror as the trauma from earlier came back into my mind but I stifled it, trying to figure out what other horrors were waiting for me today.

The person I was attached to was moving back and forth, frantically pacing, and was swinging me all around. With me pointed at the ground at that. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant of positions I had ever been in.

I tried to pull myself up and surprisingly, that worked.

However, sadly, it brought me to the attention of my horrible tormentor above.

“Problem! We have a big problem!”

“*Ughhh.* What now?”

I conditioned my boyfriend to get hard for horror films

He likes edging and I like to keep sex casual, so I took “Netflix and chill” and ran with it. One of us – usually me – will pick out a scary movie and turn the lights out.

I then spend the next two hours or so perfecting my blowjob skills.

Typically, I start out slow. He sits back on the couch and I lay on my side with my head in his lap, so he can feel me breathing on him. Kiss the shaft until he’s erect, use just the tip of my tongue below the head of his cock. I try to tease him for about twenty minutes, just using my lips and my hand.

If the movie’s a good one, I’ll want to pay attention, and the easiest way is to fill up my mouth so I don’t try to talk. By this time I’ve tamed my gag reflex – it can be a sensitive one – so I can just swallow him up and suck. Gentle, just a little pressure, and interspaced with breaks for me to lick his cock in long sweeps, or rub the head against my lips. He especially likes it when I drum his shaft over my open mouth, but I have to be careful or he’ll smear my glasses.

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Went on a beach weekend and had some of the riskiest sex of my life [FM]

I went to the beach with a somewhat new fuck buddy, Liam, and had some of the naughtiest sex of my life. We have had sex a few times but we still have so much of that new relationship energy where we just couldn’t keep our hands off eachother.

It started on the plane ride down. He had been teasing me the whole morning, just sneaking in little grabs and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. By the time we actually got on the plane I wanted to just fuck him right in our seats. I settled for not so subtly putting my hand on his crotch and teasing him during the safety video. By the time the seatbelt sign was off he was hard as a rock and was clearly visible through his sweatpants. I knew it was time for me to join the mile high club 😝

How I became a vampire [M26]/[M300], erotic, nautical, blowjob, submission

I am submissive – not by choice. This is my story.

Many years ago, if years are even worth counting, I was a man who sought his fame and fortune like many other bold young men – among the high seas.

Like many, I had grown up in the colonies with no wealth or land to my name, but was determined to change that. Luckily, in this new dawn of an empire, sea faring was a bold path forward to both. Risky – but the payoff was worth it.

I started as a cabin boy. Bronzed by the sun, heaving the lines gave me rough hands and a strong back. My forearms rippled. It didn’t take long to work my way up on the deck, standing watch and even assisting with some navigation calculations. The captain took to me and by the time I was 20 years old I was first mate.

My good luck changed when an opportunity came along that was too good to be true. A chance to sail as captain – something I naively thought I was ready for. Dependable sea captains were running low as privateering became more lucrative (commissioned pirates paid by the crown). This was my chance to get my masters papers, and the client seemed eager.