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[M], [F], [F], [F] The time I had sex with 3 different girls in the same day by accident. Part 1

This story takes place in my Sophomore year of college. To give you a little background I was a bit of a late bloomer going into college. Before college the only experience with a woman I had was 1 LTR and in retrospect it was toxic and it turned out the girl cheated on me. I didn’t find this out until my Freshman year of college as we tried the long-distance thing but it didn’t work and this event changed me a lot. After a long bout of depression I started working out, reading more, etc just to better myself. As a result I started to receive more attention from women. I was always a tall guy 6’3” and by my Sophomore year I was a solid 215 not super lean but definitely in shape.

So Sophomore year I had saved enough money from a summer job and other shit to get a small studio apartment it wasn’t the NICEST place but it worked for me and in college when it comes to hookups as long as you have your own place and it’s organized/clean it’s rarely matters when you have company over. So the first girl we will call her Beth. We had hooked up and casually dated in the summer before sophomore year but things fell apart for whatever reasons and we loss contact for a while. I woke up one morning around 11:00 AM on a Saturday and I saw a text from Beth. Read more »

What Happens in Vegas, Stays In…Mom, No!

My mother had just suffered through a very testy divorce.  Apparently, after twenty-five years of blissful wedlock, daddy decided he didn’t want his wife to be married to a womanizing asshole any longer.  He’s considerate like that.  

            Since then, dear mater had embarked on an intense regimen of Xanax, booze and late night calls (almost exclusively to me).  Hey, I really love my mom but a girl needs her beauty sleep.  

            After a few months of this relentless whining, wining and wallowing, I suggested that we should both forget about our dull, dreary lives and go spend a week in Vegas disgracing the very name of womanhood.  It seemed like the perfect solution.  I’d just turned 21 and was in real need of a break from studying and my mother would have loads of people to talk to when she was drunk at 4 o’clock in the morning.  Read more »

Natalie Dormer succubus [MF]

Hi before I start the story I’d just like to say that I’d love to get feedback whether it’s positive or negative. Anyway enjoy the story.

I fucking hated going to church every week. Being dragged to an old building just to be ridiculed was so aggravating. For some reason my family still believed in all of this shit. I knew there was no god or Satan, it was all a fucking lie. Hell, I’d rather be at church worshiping Satan, at least that would be interesting. When we arrived I saw my friend Jay. Him and I were very similar. We both were forced every week to go here and we both enjoyed similar types of music, movies, etc. During service I went to the restroom just to get a break from all of the torture I was going through. On My way out I came across Jay.

“Hey man,” I said to him.

“Dude I’ve gotta tell you something.”

“What?”

“You’re not going to believe this.”

“Just fucking tell me.”

“Alright I’ve got all of this written down, just follow these steps and you’ll have the best night of your life.” Read more »

What Happens in Vegas, Stays In…Mom, No!

My mother had just suffered through a very testy divorce.  Apparently, after twenty-five years of blissful wedlock, daddy decided he didn’t want his wife to be married to a womanizing asshole any longer.  He’s considerate like that.  

            Since then, dear mater had embarked on an intense regimen of Xanax, booze and late night calls (almost exclusively to me).  Hey, I really love my mom but a girl needs her beauty sleep.  

            After a few months of this relentless whining, wining and wallowing, I suggested that we should both forget about our dull, dreary lives and go spend a week in Vegas disgracing the very name of womanhood.  It seemed like the perfect solution.  I’d just turned 21 and was in real need of a break from studying and my mother would have loads of people to talk to when she was drunk at 4 o’clock in the morning.  Read more »

Double Teaming Tesla and Twain – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut™ Story [time travel; celebrity; science; sperm collection]

By J.K. Jones

Nikolai Tesla’s Laboratory, 33 South Fifth Ave., West Broadway.
March 4, 1894 4:15 p.m.

With a deep bassy throb, the portal opened for exactly 3.14 seconds, and a beautiful woman stepped through it, and into the room.

Jessica straightened up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; she then reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

The two men in the room watched with shock and surprise on their faces. One of them was tall, dark haired and mustachioed, with a Eastern European cast to his narrow features. He was in a white laboratory coat, with the sleeves rolled up. The other man was shorter, wider, dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He had a wider face, pointed nose and big, American eyebrows and mustaches. His hair was salt and pepper, and his hands were wrapped around a beer mug. Read more »

Tindering whilst travelling around the world on a bicycle [MF]

About 5 years ago I found myself cycling solo around the world. To go into why or how I was doing this isn’t really for discussion here. Needless to say it was amazing and something which if you get the chance to do you should. There are numerous cycle blogs which talk about this that are far more eloquent than me if you want to know more about cycle touring.

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There is one thing that all blogs leave out however; during a long (solo) bike trip you are in danger of being celibate and therefore really horny a lot of the time. For a start you’re 90% of the time in the countryside alone, and you’re moving approximately 100km a day most days. When you are near women a good rule of thumb is that they don’t find lycra and sweaty t-shirts to be sexy (I quickly bought a nice pair of shorts, and a semi-nice t-shirt) and finally a lot of women aren’t interested in a one night stand (I never lied to a woman and said I was an expat)

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FUCKING MY EX’S BESTIE, PT 2 [mf] [oral] [mast] [facefuck] [squirt] [prostate] [facial]

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“… should … should we fuck?” She asked.

I leaned back.

“I mean, don’t play stupid,” Hae said. “It’s been on our minds for YEARS. We have the opportunity to do it, now. You’re here. I’m here. What do you say? One night only.”

I stood up … my eyes darting around the room anxiously. Hae spread her legs slowly, smirking, nodding, egging me on.

“Let’s do it,” I said.

Hae smirked and wiggled around on her sofa excitedly. She was wearing booty shorts and an old t-shirt, which she promptly yanked off. Hae had teeny, tiny tits. I couldn’t get enough of them. Especially coming from my ex, who was the exact opposite in terms of body: thick and curvy. Read more »

A Steamy Christmas Night With Friends [mast] [FFF] [MF] [voy]

“Hi Hannah!” Eva’s cheerful voice and bright smile greeted me at the doorstep. “We were just wondering where you were”, she continued. Behind her was Anna, who waved hello at me. I smiled back. “Hi guys, sorry about the delay, the bus was running late thanks to the snow.” The snowing had continued for a few days now, and it had promptly started right after our exams. As a celebration for surviving the first half of the academic year, Eva had invited Anna and me for a little slumber party.

I stepped in. The scent of gingerbread already reached my nose. We shared hugs and our how-are-yous, and after I took off my winter jacket we entered the living room. They had both slipped into their pyjamas already. Eva was a tall girl with curly light brown hair to the shoulders; her onesie pyjamas depicted the same coloured teddy bears with a light green base. Anna on the other hand was about my height, with short black bangs and thick black glasses. She had a pair of light grey two-piece pyjamas. One of the reasons I adored my friends is that they shared my appreciation for these wonderfully cliché Christmas celebrations and pyjama parties. The little plastic Christmas tree bought on a student’s budget breathed new life to her living room. Read more »

Free Apartment Comes with a Cost

I lied there, face down, naked on the carpet.  As usual, I was instructed to stay there until he was gone.  From behind me I could hear him approach the door to leave.  I heard the sound of his camera snap on his phone.  A light chuckle and then the smack of his lips giving me a kiss goodbye.

As I heard the door close behind him, I could feel his cum starting to drip out of me.  I lied there for a minute, feeling a mixture of deep satisfaction and guilt.  Finally I rolled over, and as I started to get up, more of his cum trickled out of me.  His thick loads used to be a turn on, but now it seems it’s just a mess that I’m left to clean up.

I walked to the bathroom to take a shower before class.  I stopped in front of the mirror to look at myself, and take the obligatory ‘selfie’ that he was expecting me to send him.  “Leave everything on when you take the pic”, he insisted.  I stared at the ball-gag still in my mouth…my limp penis…my red knees…the leash hanging from my neck.  I looked down at the knee-high boots he had bought me last week, which didn’t really fit and were pretty uncomfortable, but were a big turn on for him, so I wore them.  I took the picture, and with some hesitation, sent it off.  He immediately replied..”you hot fucking slut”.  Hot?  I wasn’t so sure.  Slut?  There was little doubt.  Read more »

The Slut Therapy Hospital (Pt 2) [MF] – 3rd person Doctor’s POV

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d4tt66/the_slut_therapy_hospital_pt_1_mf/) – 2nd person Sarah’s POV

Doctor Damien Woodford stood powerfully with the hose in the middle of the Cleaning Room looking at the gorgeous, sexy, naked woman named Sarah reclined with legs spread in the dentist’s chair. Everything about her 26-year-old body was physically flawless. A lithe, petite frame with impeccably shaped, firm, highly perched breasts with perfect nipples that looked to be DD in size. They were comparatively large for her body which was toned and firm. Her arms were thin and her stomach was flat and soft – feminine, with a pretty belly button with no visible abdominal muscles, something Damien disliked on women. Her hips were elegant, curved and womanly and below that her legs were long and athletic. Her feet were feminine and small, again something Damien liked. Scanning back up her body he noticed the hollows beneath her supple neck and exquisite collarbones. Cascades of shiny, soft, brown curls flowed from her lovely head to cover her shoulders, framing a heart shaped face with glowing skin, pouty, soft, pink lips, delicate nose and large blue eyes with long lashes. Damien could not see her ass as she was, but from what he had seen in her dorm room it was perfectly shaped, plump and springy – not too large or too small. Lastly, Damien cast his eyes on the reason this woman found herself in this position. To his surprise, her pussy was like an elegant pink rose, virginal almost, seemingly not defiled by the hundreds of men she had apparently slept with. His assessment was that she looked to be younger than her age listed on the admission sheet, and her years of partying and fucking had seemed to have no effect on her health at all. From all his professional and personal experience this was a woman of peerless beauty. Read more »