Our secret office rendezvous [MF] [Office] [Exhibitionist] [First Person]

It’s just any other Monday morning in the office. You, half-asleep and lacking caffeine, begin your morning ritual – you pour a cup of coffee, grab a donut, and head into the copy room to make copies for a morning meeting. You press “Start” on the copier and your mind drifts off as the low hum of the machine goes about its work. Softly, you hear the door close behind you. Startled, you spin around and we lock eyes. You’ve seen me watching you – once in the break room, a few times after returning from lunch. I approach you and hover, an inch from your face. Seconds pass. I kiss you. You seem to enjoy it, but suddenly push me away and slap me. I look you in the eyes. Your eyes have fire – pure excitement, not fear. I kiss you again, harder, as I draw your body to mine. I caress your breasts and fondle your hard nipples. I realize you’re not wearing a bra, and this drives me wild.

1st time exhibitionists [MF] + a M watcher [exhibition][public]

This happened exactly two years ago in Raleigh NC. I wrote it up a few days after it happened. I neglected to put in my first story that we are both Caucasian (she’s part Mexican), I’m 5’10”, she’s 5’6″. We are both in excellent shape, workout a ton etc.

I appreciate any positive comments. Let me know if you like it.

Truth or Dare [MFF] [exh]

This is my first erotic story. This is just part one of ? Not sure how many parts to this there will be (if any). It’s a little tame (have little time to write these days), but any future installments will be significantly less tame. Hopefully this is still entertaining though, enjoy!

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Jess flirted with girls at the bar before but this was different, she never actually picked anyone up to come home with us before. We have had discussions about the possibility of a threesome but usually that’s all it was, a discussion. We were both open to the idea but I didn’t think it would ever happen. If it did, I knew Jess would pick the girl (or guy) to bring home with us. I could pick someone up if I wanted to, but Jess had an allure to her that drew people to her. She was extremely beautiful, 5’6”, long auburn hair, and deep green eyes that I could never look away from. Her eyes were the type that seemed to stare through a person and into their soul but there was warmth and a comfort in them, which no matter what mood I was in, told me everything would be ok. She also has the most incredible body; a perfect hourglass shape, wide hips, double-d tits, and an ass that made most guys turn around as she walked by. Now I am no slouch, I’m about 6-foot, have dark black hair, a medium to athletic build, but in my opinion Jess is way out of my league.

Night on The Town, Part 5 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 4 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/70eyny/night_on_the_town_part_4_mfm_oral_swingmastexh/)).

 

Kate crawled over to the two of them, drawn to them as a nail to a magnet. Her intent was written clear across her face; wordlessly both men turned toward her and spread their legs a little wider.

She went to her husband first, balanced herself with her hands on his thighs, and kissed him. It was a slow, welcoming kiss. Her lips were still trembling, her breathing still ragged. Cupping her chin, Mark kissed her again, relishing her taste. Her lips parted, and their tongues found each other.

Jason watched the building passion of his friends’ kiss with appreciation. They were gorgeous, both of them. Kate was on her knees, her voluptious ass sticking pertly in the air, the red imprints of Mark’s hand just starting to fade. He was tempted to reach over and renew them, but he let them have their moment. He could use the breather as it was; his jaw was sore.

Peeping Country Retreat part 7 (MMFffff) [voy] [exh] [light-Dom] [group] [FF-wrestling] [oral] [anal] [Double penetration]

Helena led the Tom and Martin back inside the house, moving through rooms neither man had seen, as they finally stood in front of a rather large, heavy and ornately carved, wooden door. It was painted dark charcoal gray. She stood in front of the door and looked at the two of them.

“Just wait here, I will take you inside in a moment.” Helena said. She drink her remaining champagne and retrieved their glasses as she walked away from Tom and Martin. They both looked at her round ass as she trotted away somewhere in the house.

“What the fuck is going on, dude? This is amazing! She just fucked me, dude! She and her little redhead maid girl. They both got naked and fucked me!” He said with a loud whisper. Tom feigned surprise. He felt strangely compelled to lie.

“Wow, really? They only had a couple drinks with me, but I do admit they did give me something great to look at, bro!” Tom replied. He looked around the area.

Peeping Country Retreat (MMFffff) [exh] [voy] [oral] [lesbian] [straight] [threesome]

Tom ate a breakfast of granola and peanuts then opened a can of peaches. He stood in his room eating peach slices out of the can as he unloaded his duffel bag full of clothes.

*Had I known those women were hosting, I would not have packed any clothes or food at all! When is Martin getting here?*

He put on his overalls and galoshes and walked to the creek, taking his fishing rod and tackle box on his way. He waded through the water fifteen feet to the other side of the creek and sat on a large rock on its bank. The sun beamed through tree branches and warmed his shoulders as he sat and fished, the ambiance enveloped him. After not catching anything in his chosen spot, he moved upstream, following the meandering water.

Wandering around trees and shrubs he came upon a set of tracks that looked like a sizable animal. It looked like paws of a cat or wolf, but he could not tell. They moved in the direction of his cottage, coming from deep in the forest beyond the creek. He followed the tracks around trees, and he noticed the tracks never moved where he would be able to see the creature in the open. They moved close to his cabin and ended at the creek bank where it narrowed, surrounded by rocks. He crossed the stream and found the tracks again heading around the cottage. His skin crawled as the footprints went to his window then stopped, apparently vanishing.

Night on The Town, Part 4 [MFM] [Oral] [Swing][Mast][Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 3 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6zrz83/night_on_the_town_part_3_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Jason rolled into the parking garage beneath his hotel, his friends making out in his backseat like teenagers. The barely restrained roar of the Porsche’s engine reverberated off concrete pillars and parked vehicles. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, hammering out a drum beat of impatience, looking side to side to spy the first available parking spot. A passionate heat was fogging the windshield. He wanted to get to his room as fast as possible.

Kate moaned again. Each erotic sound caused his erection to twitch, demanding release. His sex life had never been uneventful, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

Faster than he needed, he swerved into the first free space he saw, stomping the break to avoid colliding with the wall. Mark and Kate were two wrapped up in themselves to notice.

The door above her head was thrown wide and Kate opened her eyes. Jason was standing over them, making no attempt to conceal his arousal. She refocused on her husband and took his mouth in hers once more, breathing in his scent: his cologne, the sweat from their bodies pressed together, the sickly sweet smell of wine, liquor, and cheap beer.

Our first experience with another couple [MF]

It started like any other fantasy.

I would be horny and bored, and would go through all of the various sexual permutations in my mind. My brain would put things together to see how they fit, what kind of response they elicited in me. When I stumbled upon one I liked, I would latch on, my breath would quicken, I’d push it to further and further mental extremes until I finished, usually with a slight pang of guilt over how far I’d pushed the fantasy, how extreme I’d made it.

This one started simple. Exhibitionism. The desire to be seen by others in a sexual scenario, and for them to be turned on but unable to partake. Only this was a sort of compersive exhibitionism as it wasn’t me I was most interested in showing off, but rather Her.

Watching [30M]y [24F]riend masturbating in Iceland while I was (supposedly) sleeping next to her [MF] – Pt. 2

[Part 1 here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6yzlmy/30masturbating_to_my_24friend_in_iceland_while/). Read at least the first couple paragraphs for a description of Kari as well as what the hell is going on.

A couple days passed and I was noticing an unsettling phenomenon. Walking behind Kari up the stairs, I would steal glances–okay, more like long, drawn out stares–at her ass, each side tightening by turn, perfectly accentuated by tight pants. But one day, as she took the first step up and I prepared to begin my tortuous enjoyment, I began thinking of how she’d pulled a muscle a little yesterday, and how it must hurt, but of course she was too stubborn to say anything. And instead of holding my hand back from cupping her ass, I found myself holding it back from settling gently around her waist, ready to hold tight if she fell.

This was a problematic development. Kari was just as uninterested as ever, and in my rational moments, so was I. Nothing lay down that path but pain.

The nights stretched out, eternities of conscience-stricken edging. One morning my balls were sore the whole day–worst case of blue balls I’ve ever had.

Night on The Town, Part 3 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 2 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6q8gwo/night_on_the_town_part_2_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/)).

 

Kate opened the bathroom door, revealing an elderly woman, her frown pulling the wrinkles on her face taut. The hallway was empty besides her, and beyond that the soft, jazzy music of the restaurant played undisrupted. If anyone had heard her orgasmic shout, they hadn’t reported it.

“The other bathrooms are full,” the woman said, shaking a fist, “presumably being used for their *intended* purpose. I’ve half a mind to tell management about you. I thought this was a *respectable* establishment.”

Kate and Mark filed out of the bathroom, giving the irate woman a wide berth. She shuffled into the bathroom muttering under her breath, and slammed the door with as much force as she was able.

The couple exchanged a glance, trying to bottle down their laughter. Mark straightened his tie and lead the way back to their table. He looked around the restaurant as surreptitiously as he could, but nobody seemed to realize he was there. Every table was in their own little world. They were all separate planets, orbiting each other but not quite touching. There was a sort of quiet beauty to that, he thought. In way, each couple were the most important people in the world. Nothing else mattered. He looked at his wife, took her hand. That was exactly the way he felt tonight.