The lake house [MF, mutual mastubation, blowjob, facial]

I was 19, hanging out at the lake house with my parents. Jennie, a year younger, was a very attractive daughter of my parents’ friends. This summer her parents needed to work, and she stayed with us at the lake house. This was before phones and social media, and we would read, take swims in the lake, have a snack and read some more. I had my eyes on her for some time and struggled many times to hide my lust for her, and yeah, to hide my erection. I think she was aware, and enjoyed the attention.

Whenever we were by ourselves by the water for a moment, she always seemed to make her bathing suit ride up a little higher between her cheeks, revealing more than usual. Other times she was sunbathing in very revealing positions, either unaware of how aroused it made me, or more likely showing off. She was a popular girl in school, and being a bit of a nerd, I just assumed she was out of my league.

I [M] set up a gangbang for my gf’s birthday

My gf (now ex) and I lived together while I was finishing school. We were both very kinky people. We had all the sex toys and bondage kits that we would use frequently and we would watch porn together fairly often before sex. One night after watching a gangbang video, I surprised her and put a dildo in her ass while I was in her pussy. I could tell she loved it from the moment she was filled up. After we were done, she told me it was one of the most amazing sex sessions we have ever had.

Her birthday was coming up in about a month and I was still trying to figure out gift ideas, but that night gave me the perfect idea. Over the next week or so, I texted a few of my single friends to see how they felt about gangbanging my gf for her birthday gift. I already knew the 3 guys I texted would say yes because my gf had told me previously how they would always stare at her boobs when they would be hanging with us (My ex had 34DD boobs and a big ass).

Mrs. Paayasam Chronicles: Victory Celebration [MF][oral][cheating][mile high club]

*”Mrs. Paayasam Chronicles” is a series of fictional stories based on the general life and times of Mrs. Paayasam, who confesses some of her real adventures here on Reddit; beside her character and some general settings and plots, none of the situations or characters try to resemble the current image or behaviour of specific institutions or people.*

The meeting was over and, after shaking hands, the man and the woman with executive suits went out the conference room to the helipad on the roof to leave the corporate tower of their bussines partners and return to their own offices. When they opened the door to the helipad, the Sikorsky was waiting for them with its engines already on. The man opened the door of the aircraft and helped the woman on board, then he got inside and closed the door. Once they had their seatbelts fastened and the headsets to cancel noise on their heads, the helicopter took off for a 30 minute hop back home.

“Though one, but we got it!” said the man, relaxing in his seat. “I have to confess that there was a point when I thought all the bussiness was lost…”

Mrs. Paayasam Chronicles: Victory Celebration [MF][oral][cheating][mile high club]

*”Mrs. Paayasam Chronicles” is a series of fictional stories based on the general life and times of Mrs. Paayasam, who confesses some of her real adventures here on Reddit; beside her character and some general settings and plots, none of the situations or characters try to resemble the current image or behaviour of specific institutions or people.*

The meeting was over and, after shaking hands, the man and the woman with executive suits went out the conference room to the helipad on the roof to leave the corporate tower of their bussines partners and return to their own offices. When they opened the door to the helipad, the Sikorsky was waiting for them with its engines already on. The man opened the door of the aircraft and helped the woman on board, then he got inside and closed the door. Once they had their seatbelts fastened and the headsets to cancel noise on their heads, the helicopter took off for a 30 minute hop back home.

“Though one, but we got it!” said the man, relaxing in his seat. “I have to confess that there was a point when I thought all the bussiness was lost…”

[M] got a blowjob from one stripper then fucked another one that night.

I miss the days before covid especially being able to hang with groups of people. I’m not great just going up to woman and talking to them but if they are in a group of people no problem. The only time that’s not true is when they are strippers. My ex is a stripper and I don’t have a problem talking to them. Manly because I know a lot of them.

My town only has one strip club. There is no private rooms and it’s a bit run down. They have one main stage then a small pole against the wall that has the room of a small table. This all is important to understand how open this place is. I don’t go to the club a lot but bad day and cheap beer made me want to go.

I’m glad I went there was a new girl on stage. I say new but more new to me I think she had been there a few months. She looked like a barbie doll just short. Maybe 5 foot 2. Great body even if parts had plastic. Nice face and fake blond hair. I couldn’t help myself I wanted a lapdance. I don’t normally do lapdances mainly because I’m there for the booze.

The Other Sister Pt. 3 [MF] [Cheating] [Handjob] [Blowjob]

Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated as I continue this WIP story. Definitely helps in terms of motivation and encouragement!

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jd3ebo/the_other_sister_pt_1_mf_cheating_handjob_oral/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jd3hrk/the_other_sister_pt_2_mf_cheating_handjob/)

“Can I get your advice on something?”

Ashley lowered her phone and turned to face her sister sitting across from her on the other side of the couch. For the past hour or so, the two had been mindlessly staring at their screens. Or rather Ashley had been. Maddie, on the other hand, as Ashley had noticed whenever she glanced her older sibling’s way, had spent most of the time staring off into the distance, something clearly on her mind. Apparently, she had finally decided to get whatever was on there off of it.

“Of course,” she said. “Dress sexier. Always good advice.”

“Ha. Ha,” Maddie deadpanned with a roll of her honey-colored eyes. “It’s about a guy.”

Ashley had assumed as much. Over the past few months, she had become Maddie’s confidant whenever it came to the subject, and advice had basically turned into code between them for guy talk. However, it had been some time since her older sister had come to her for “advice,” and the prospect of Maddie at long last needing some got Ashley extremely excited — in more ways than one.

The Other Sister Pt. 3 [MF] [Cheating] [Handjob] [Blowjob]

Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated as I continue this WIP story. Definitely helps in terms of motivation and encouragement!

“Can I get your advice on something?”

Ashley lowered her phone and turned to face her sister sitting across from her on the other side of the couch. For the past hour or so, the two had been mindlessly staring at their screens. Or rather Ashley had been. Maddie, on the other hand, as Ashley had noticed whenever she glanced her older sibling’s way, had spent most of the time staring off into the distance, something clearly on her mind. Apparently, she had finally decided to get whatever was on there off of it.

“Of course,” she said. “Dress sexier. Always good advice.”

“Ha. Ha,” Maddie deadpanned with a roll of her honey-colored eyes. “It’s about a guy.”

Ashley had assumed as much. Over the past few months, she had become Maddie’s confidant whenever it came to the subject, and advice had basically turned into code between them for guy talk. However, it had been some time since her older sister had come to her for “advice,” and the prospect of Maddie at long last needing some got Ashley extremely excited — in more ways than one.

I[F] hadn’t slept with anyone new in 3.5 years.

Over the months of September and October, I went through some pretty heavy shit. I got laid off from my job of nearly 3 years on 9/4 (I started a new and better job on 9/9). On 9/16, some major stuff went down at the place I was living (long story – but the building got condemned and we had to move immediately). I was broke and now homeless and feeling really fucking down on myself. I had to move in with my parents temporarily. I hated it so much and was looking for any reason to get out of the house.

I was working feverishly to get money together and look for a new place to live. As the money started building up and I had a little extra to play with, I downloaded Tinder, paid for a subscription, and began swiping. I had decided to get myself a hotel room with a hot tub in it and take a night off to relax. I planned to eat crab legs and have a bottle champagne. I just wanted peace and quiet, but why not try to make it more fun?

Slave Talra [human/furry] [M/F] [master/slave]

A master makes use of his bird slave’s forbidden hole…

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I looked down on her, the little yellow bird all nice and trussed up for me. Standing, my little trophy, she had been bound with her arms up high, wrists together, by another slave in my bedchamber, which came complete with a four-poster bed that oozed extravagance. It wasn’t that four-poster beds were particularly common though, except for the fact that they were rather useful as a place for tying up pleasure slaves as and when their services were required.

I had not used the bed, however, that time, leaving her standing, the leather of the lusciously well-oiled harness gleaming as it crisscrossed her torso, putting her on display, on show just for me. She chirped, orange plumage catching the eye, but was all the more appealing for how she shivered and lifted her tail-feathers for me, expecting to be called on to provide pleasure at any moment, beak parted. Yet she was not in a position to give me a blowjob and that was not what I wanted from her at that time.

Slave Talra [human/furry] [M/F] [master/slave]

A master makes use of his bird slave’s forbidden hole…

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

I looked down on her, the little yellow bird all nice and trussed up for me. Standing, my little trophy, she had been bound with her arms up high, wrists together, by another slave in my bedchamber, which came complete with a four-poster bed that oozed extravagance. It wasn’t that four-poster beds were particularly common though, except for the fact that they were rather useful as a place for tying up pleasure slaves as and when their services were required.

I had not used the bed, however, that time, leaving her standing, the leather of the lusciously well-oiled harness gleaming as it crisscrossed her torso, putting her on display, on show just for me. She chirped, orange plumage catching the eye, but was all the more appealing for how she shivered and lifted her tail-feathers for me, expecting to be called on to provide pleasure at any moment, beak parted. Yet she was not in a position to give me a blowjob and that was not what I wanted from her at that time.