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The time that Sticking my dick in Crazy was 100% worth it. [FM]

Edit:

Hi all, this is a repost of the first story I ever posted here, a couple of years ago, and since deleted it. And yes I know the title is weapons-grade douchebaggery.

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This is a really long one. The good shit starts at the asterisks

Please forgive the typos, I’m super turned on rn.

Alright, here it goes. My plunge into the other side of the post.

I’m a long-time lurker here and avid consumer of steamy narratives. Honestly for most of my life too. Even as a horny, hormonal chimpanzee of a teenage boy, I preferred poetic fuck-tales to pornos. Don’t get me wrong. There’s a handful of video’s floating on a layer of internet scum, that when I come across I turn into a got-damn werewolf.

But seriously, there’s nothing like firing up the imagination station with some well-written stimulus to transport my mind, heart, soul, and dick into an alternate dimension where I am super good at sex and everything feels really good. Ya know, rather than this one where I’m kind of ok at things and its bit of a wash between what feels awesome and what is scary as hell. I think it was Aristotle who said, “No one knows how to noodle your noodle, quite like your noodle.” The circle of life is a beautiful thing. Read more »

I dont like the drugs but I like the scene. [FMM]

So after a bunch of requests, here’s another story about my first semester of school.

I ended up with friends from all kinds of different walks of life. Including some partiers. I was invited to hang out for a weekend with this friend, and she warned me on the front end that
1. They party pretty hard
2. We’d probably be the only girls there.

I agreed because, like I said while I wasn’t into the drugs themselves, I kinda liked the idea of being around it…i don’t know why. I know it’s weird.

So, we partied. And they started early Friday afternoon. They were…different. I chose a comfortable outfit. Button down Rangers jersey, and of course, a complementary pair of Umbros. It was fun, honestly. They were chatty. Who knew. Alcohol and cocaine makes guys REALLY chatty. And they talked about sex like…a LOT. And while I didn’t partake in the powder, I did enjoy the conversation. And, the attention. I got flirted with, a lot. Some ass grabs, accidental boob brushes.. And the many massages. Begging for me to flash. I never did, but I did unbutton several buttons. Read more »

Johnny’s Mother, part 2

Read [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mqtp6g/johnnys_mother_part_1_incest/)

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“My turn,” she says. She looks down at her body and then at him still fully clothed, and adds, “Anytime you feel like it, you can get more comfortable too.

“So Trish and I were college girls, kind of broke, and we would see these ads on Craigslist, which yes was a thing back then. These ads for ‘models and performers.’ Everyone knew what these were, it was San Francisco after all, and there were all sorts of different gigs, you could be a stripper, you could do movies, and the movies paid better. Long story short, we found ourselves one Saturday afternoon at this building South of Market, unmarked. I later learned it was called the Porn Palace.

“Let me get to the good parts. They gave us the outline for a slow-build lezzie scene, and this little dyke picks up a video camera, I mean enormous, like the kind they use to cover breaking news, and says ‘Okay girls, get some.’ Read more »

Chapter 12: Meet the Damaged Domme [sex trade] [BDSM] [violence] [OC] [nsfw]

Catch up on the previous chapters [[link](https://www.reddit.com/user/eatu55/comments/lyjzpr/learning_to_live_with_honey_and_anne_an_erotic/)].

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Anne’s yoga instructor is so tall—easily 5 feet 11 inches—she intimidates men. She’s not too easy on the ladies in her classes, either.

Anne and Rhonda took their usual table at the juice bar after yoga. Rhonda was sipping juiced celery and avocado. Anne had carrot and mango. After a few minutes of gripes about difficult poses, Rhonda touched Anne’s hand, leaned in and whispered, “Do you think her name is really *Nastya* or is it a nickname she earned in the Russian army?”

“Ha ha ha. Funny, Rhonda. I think it is a real name. Diminutive for Anastasia or something. I heard she was a mail-order bride, whose “husband” was into some shady stuff in Chicago. She got free of her mess and moved out here about 3 years ago.“

“That’s rough. Seems like there are a lot of us finding refuge in our little town. By the way, thanks again for the perfect birthday present,” she winked.

The juice bar was busier than usual. When Nastya looked around for a seat, the only ones left were at Anne’s table. “May I join you?” She asked. Read more »

Johnny’s Mother, part 1 (incest)

Shelly, 38 years old with a body newly burnished from cycling and yoga, has been hanging around the house more and more with no clothes on. At most, a silk bathrobe, yellow and painted with blue, vaguely East Asian temple-like structures, hangs off her shoulders. She ties it when someone’s at the door, a deliveryman or her neighbor Trish, but otherwise it hangs open and anyone could see her strong body, her muscular legs, her breasts. Anyone, she says to herself, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror in the hallway, the brown hair on her cunt spreading like a tea stain halfway up to her belly button, anyone could see her nakedness.

She is of a mind to make that happen, with her husband long dead, having left her with the password to his Bitcoin wallet, which held a couple hundred of the nearly worthless cryptocurrency he’d bought as a joke in 2012 when the Mayan Apocalypse was supposed to happen, and then forgot about. But he left the password to his wallet with Shelly among the other papers about his life insurance and so on, a lot of assets that looked pathetic compared to the bitcoin which was now worth 20 million dollars or something. Read more »

I took a lesbian’s virginity during a ridiculously juicy threesome [MFF]

A few years ago, back when things were normal and I was fresh out of a long term thing, I rebounded with this girl Kelly for a few months. We met at a festival. She’s poly and bi and I was all about that at the time. Only an hour after we met up in the real world we were fucking. We were drilling each other so hard the condom got lodged deep inside her, so we just scrapped those all together.

Her soaking vagina tensed around my raw cock and I was in ecstacy. There’s no better feeling than our collective juices joining together as we pounded away at each other until I pumped an audaciously large load inside her. I waited until my cock went limp, and fell out, spilling a small rivers worth of cum down her ass hole. She told me that she loved cumplay, so I had to oblige – taking careful time to finger her cum-filled pussy until she cum-vulsed like a deamon was trying to exercise itself.

I removed my fingers and fed her the prize, respectively. Read more »

20 Yr Old Female Given To Powerful Older Man With Cum Fetish As Debt Repayment, Part 2 [Str8] with some [FFF] [drugs] [bd]

The woman in black sees you hesitate, cum dripping from your forehead, your dimples, lips, pooling into your cleavage. “The next debtor is here, time to play your role officer cum slut, and perk up while you follow the man in black’s orders, officer”, the woman in black says to you as she places a shock collar around your neck, then attaches a leash. You look at her, stunned, partly because you’re covered in cum and being used as fuck doll, and partly because your pussy is wet, in fact you’re gushing – and you can’t understand why you’re so horny.

Mid-thought you feel your head get pulled firmly closer to the man in black, who is now holding the shock collar leash attached to your neck. He pulls you closer to him with one hand. “bend over,” he says while forcefully pulling the leash so that you have no choice but to bend forward. You can hear the woman in black spitting on something, and then you feel your pants pulled down and a slippery glass plug forced up your ass. “Thank you, officer,” the man in black says, “I have a deal for you,” he says. “If you make the debtor’s cock hard while collecting the next fuck doll payment, I’ll give you a treat.” You hear the woman in black giggle as she takes the leash from the man in black, pinches your nipple with her free hand, and forcefully pulls you forward, directing your cum covered uniformed officer body towards the entrance gates. Read more »

[MFF] How helping two coeds started off the best semester of my life (Part 7: late night double blowjob)

This is a part of a multiple part story. You should read the earlier entries, but this part can be read on its own. You can find all parts [here.](https://www.reddit.com/user/Bovrilandcock/comments/mng4pr/katemichele_series/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Michele actually needed half an hour until she arrived at my place. I was still cuddling with Kate, but the relaxed atmosphere from before had vanished, my cock had gone soft again, and Kate didn’t try to make me hard again. When it finally rang, Kate jumped up and opened the door. I followed her, and waited for Michele to come up the stairs. When she entered my flat, it became obvious she had been crying. Her eyes were still slightly swollen, her whole face was pretty reddened and her hair was still messy. „Oh god, what happened?“ Kate asked with a concerned voice, and went to hug her friend. Michele dropped her bag and hugged Kate back. „I don‘t want to talk about it right now, okay?“, she said. I didn‘t really know what to do, but before the situation got too awkward, Michele pulled away and looked at me. „Please tell me there‘s something left from whatever smells this heavenly. I‘m starving“. „Sure“, I said. „I have some eyedrops and fresh towels in my bathroom cabinet, if you need them? Kate, would you please show her the bathroom?“. Kate nodded, and pulled her friend into the Bathroom. Read more »