[F]un summer break during college. Part 1

Here is another story, or rather relationship my husband is always interested in hearing more about. It was my most sexual summer in college so I’ll tell it in parts.

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A little backstory

I went to an In-state university and ended up conveniently becoming best friends with a girl from the next city from mine, let’s call her Amanda. It actually was even better than that because I lived on the far side of my town and was actually closer to her town than my own.

I had a lot of classes with Amanda that sophomore year and when the school year was over, we made plans to hang out all summer.

That first weekend I went to meet Amanda at a local bar in her town and was surprised to be introduced to dozens of friends from her high school. Since it was the first weekend home, I should have figured it would be a reunion, but it was fun to see who she was friends with and there were a couple cute boys in the group as well.

My first time with a trans woman [MF]

So as the title says this is the story about my first sexual experience with a male to female transsexual, so if that isn’t your thing I’d recommend not reading this story. I’ll call her Megan. Also if I say anything that isn’t the correct term or you find offensive I apologise, I’m not 100% clued up on all of this, so just leave a comment or dm me if I say anything wrong. I’ll try and remember to refer to her penis as her clit, and her asshole as her pussy because that’s what she liked me to call them at the time.

I first met Megan on a dating app and instantly saw how gorgeous she was, she had shoulder length brown hair and piercing green eyes. Nice plump lips and a cute button nose. She was about 5’4 and very petite, her legs and bum were nice and toned from working out and her boobs were about 34C and looked very natural. Obviously I was very interested in her when I first seen her profile and had to message her. I honestly didn’t expect a reply as I thought she was way out of my league, but to my reply she messaged me back within 5 minutes. We chatted on the dating app before moving to WhatsApp.

I'[m] still in shock, I just [f]ucked the pooper scooper girl

I’ve been super busy and working from home, we have a service that comes once a week and picks up all the dog poop from our back-yard. For about 6 weeks we’ve had this very cute, very petite, very young girl who has been our designated pooper scooper. I’ve talked to her a couple of times as I’ve had to hop off a zoom call and wrangle my over-aggressive dogs back inside the house as she seems to always forget to text me when she arrives so I can lock them in their crates and bar the dog door. She’s in her second year at the local college and loves dogs. She’s a fair skinned, blonde, probably a B-cup and a small tight little toned ass. Like most women these days, she loves wearing the yoga pants and I certainly don’t mind it. I’m in my mid-40s, dad bod, grey to white hair, 6′ 3″ and not clean shaven. My typical work at home attire is a tank top and my spandex like bamboo boxer briefs.

How the World Works Now | Part 2 | [Post-apocalyptic] [Creampie] [Slave] [Collar] [Blackmail] [Non-con]

*hey guys!* [the previous part to this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o9476t/how_the_world_works_now_postapocalyptic_blackmail/) *had a great reception and i’m hoping you’ll all enjoy this part just as much! i’m thinking of writing a part 3, so if you have any idea ideas on what Erin’s fate should be, please send them my way!*

*WARNING: the story contains theme’s of forced sex and non-consensual sex. it is completely fictional and i do not condone the acts portrayed .*

It had been a month since I had taken Erin in. A month since she’d gagged on my cock in the grocery store. A month since her pussy of a boyfriend had left her. A month since she had agreed to come with me.

She hadn’t known what I had planned for her, of course. She’d believed me when I said all wanted was a daily blowjob. You should have seen her face when I took her down to my shelter—she was so nervous, shaking like a shitting dog. And then as I led her into my bedroom, her eyes flashed with fear as she spotted the makeshift collar attached to my bedpost.

Amy’s Exploits [Threesome] [Strangers] [Sex As Payment] [Creampie]

*For recurring readers: The other stories (Sarah and Charlotte) are not forgotten! I will continue them, but this story has been in the works for a really long time.*

Driving through the outskirts of the Chihuahuan desert, Amy sat in her old Camaro and noticed how her tank reserves got awfully low. Barely an hour had passed since she had left home.

”Waaait, it’s at 10% already?”

Fortunately, she had brought a good ol’ reliable map with her, and the knowledge she had gathered over the last 18 years. Having been on road trips dozens of times, she knew that the next gas station was right around the corner.

“Where is my wallet?”

Amy Anderson was the type of girl, who should never be responsible for a car trip. Especially not a nine-hour trip through the Texas desert, with her father’s old, dusty rust bucket.

“Oh, no…“

Despite her High School Diploma, and her ambitions to go to college, Amy was a total airhead, forgetting things left and right. It was embarrassing.

“Hey! At least I have my phone charger, okay?”

Time and space and a lot of sex #1

[Sci-Fi sex story]
Jane and John

Year 2099. Jane was frustrated. Even with her looks and money, she just couldn’t get the time to go out and have some fun. Her 20s were fun and carefree but now, in her 30s, even though she was at a better place in life, sex was a once in a blue moon thing. Consumed by her job at a corporate, she just didn’t have the time to socialize.

After another long day at work, she was browsing the internet when the ad for the newly introduced Sensonaut 3300. Its tagline said, “A sex robot with a human touch”. A silicon robot designed for females with completely realistic features, it had the common AI features that came with the other robots. What was special was that the people at Sensonaut had also designed a headset for males with which they could remotely control these robots. With a companion app that came with the Sensonaut, women could browse remote control users abd schedule sessions with them. With an option to give ratings to these men, the sensonaut app also had developed an hierarchy of popular remote users and a long queue of males in the “new’ section.

[MF]sucked off my doordash driver.

being super drunk, and pretty sad that my dog ate my food – i downloaded the app doordash and bought taco bell! it was going to take an hour but had nothing better to do. when i got the notification that they were on their way, i went outside to smoke and got in my head that what if i sucked off the driver once they delivered my food.

as i was planning this out, they literally pulled in and within 10 seconds, they dropped off the food and left. it was a guy. i was in shocked that it happened so fast. so i went into the app and you i textd them “you came by so quick that i didn’t even get to ask if i could suck your cock, if you’re down text me @“ and gave them my number, within 10 minute he asked how old i was and if i had a photo.

we textd back and forth, sending eachother nudes. he was 21 and just started doordash. i said i was down to suck his cock and he replied swallow? i said yes and he said he could be back at my house soon. i dropped my location. i said that we had to do it outside or in the car as my dog is super protective and didn’t want to wake anyone up.

The Gang’s Slave

Summer wasn’t anything special for me. To be honest, I liked the structure of school. My dad is a high level executive at a company you probably deal with daily, and my mom is his trophy wife. Neither of them are home often, and I always have too much time on my hands.

This summer was the exact same as every single one before it–boring. My dad insisted that I go to a catholic girl’s highschool, but despite graduating, I still hadn’t made any friends. As for boys? I was a late bloomer. By the time I hit puberty, I was too introverted to even speak to boys my age in person. At most I would e-date, but even that got boring very quickly. However, there was one rebellious trait I had; I would sell weed to my classmates.

Back when I was sixteen, my older cousin introduced me to weed. And I had nothing better to do besides smoke, even though I didn’t even really enjoy it. But I had been introduced to Terrance. Terrance was my dealer initially, and he treated me rather well, giving me decent prices. When I told him some girls in school had been asking about weed, he have me a fourth and told me to sell it to them. He even let me keep the entire stack. Of course we settled on half-and-half later.

Midnight Snack (Another Meating With Marcus)

The black S550 pulled directly up to the walkway leading up to Swerve, Chicago’s hottest new club. Tucked away in Wrigleyville, it was just close enough to Marcus’ Magnificent Mile hotel room not to be inconvenient. Marcus glanced in the middle rear view mirror at his friend Jay’s tight ass pumping into a stockinged pair of white legs that belonged to Kelsey, Jay’s groupie for the night. Marcus may have been the football star, but his boys were all successful in their own right and had no problem pulling women themselves.

“We’re here, you two.”

Marcus was bold enough to open the door and exit the vehicle. He looked over the car at the line outside of Swerve and took it in. It was a dope crowd and he was definitely going to score a touchdown tonight. He glanced at his watch briefly enough to gather that it was about 10:30 and looked back inside the car, where he saw an even bolder Jay taking the last few pumps necessary to fill Kelsey with what felt like a gallon of cum.

When I [F] let my frenemy’s husband fuck me

When I was in college, I had a frenemy that was just the kind of girl that I had learned to hate in high school. (It was her wedding that I was attending in Bridesmaid Blowjobs.) I don’t want to utter her real name, so let’s call her Megan. (They always had cute, perky names like Megan or Kristen or Nicole.) Megan was a blonde with blue eyes, tall and slender with long legs, firm breasts and a perfect tight butt. Megan knew that she was gorgeous and that everyone turned and stared at her when she entered the room. Moreover, Megan seemed to have all the personal character traits-charm, grace, poise-that I felt I lacked. Girls like her made me feel awkward, clumsy, and dull.

I was surprised when Megan latched onto me to be her “friend”. I think it was partially because we had a lot of classes together as we were enrolled in the same degree program (graphic design). Megan was not that smart but she figured out that she could lean on me to help her with her assignments. Also, I think she really thought that she was doing me a favor by letting me be her friend. “Oh look at my little friend Susan,” I imagine her thinking. “Isn’t she kinda cute?” She saw my role was to orbit around her, like a lady-in-waiting for a princess.