At the movies

My first Erotica story. It's based off a fantasy I had with a coworker. Any thoughts or advice I appreciate. Thank you.

I've always had a thing for my coworker, Sarah. Sarah is a 5’4”, blond 26 year old with milky white skin tone. Unfortunately, she's engaged, and I like the guy. So all I can do is fantasize about her. And I did. Many nights, I lay in bed thinking about kissing her, pleasuring her, lifting her up in his arms as I entered her. But I know these were only fantasies.

One night, I get a message over Facebook from Sarah. The message says “Hey James. Going to see a movie, want to come?” I was very shocked. But I told myself it was just a friendly invite, it didn’t mean anything. Plus, it was most likely from her and her fiancé, Kevin. A movie sounded fun though, so I accepted.

When I walk into the theater and I spot Sarah sitting in the back row. She is wearing a green long sleeve shirt with a black vest and a skirt and she is alone. I sit down next to her and ask “Where’s Kevin?”

Have cake and eat it too (M/F)

I knew a guy online from a forum. We had been talking over aim for years, then texting and phone calls, and finally met up. We were both kinky and living in places where that is rare, so this vacation we spent together was one big exploration of all the porn and craziness that we had sent each other over the years.

His biggest fantasy was messy sex, and we blew 300 dollars just on supplies. We tarped off a hotel room and got down to it.

I just wanted to make this fantasy come true for him. He gave me his orders. There was a bag in the bathroom. I was to shower, shave my pussy clean, massage it in coconut oil, and dress. He had picked white satin stilettos with white thigh highs, a tight white pencil skirt to accentuate my curves, a white tailored button down, and black pushup bra underneath. My long brunette curls were loose down my back and very wild. I'm a tall girl – in the heels I was 6'3. My 36DD's were barely contained in the bra, straining at the buttons of the shirt. It was the sexiest I ever felt. Like an amazon sex angel in the devil's red lipstick.

First Step of Becoming a Real Sissy (M/m) (F/m)

Quick background before any of this. Yes, I identify as a femboy. A sissy. A trap. Whatever you want to call it. I'm bisexual and submissive to both genders with a tendency to fantasize about what I suppose are typical fantasies for someone like me. Well, most are typical. The others are, well, atypical. I'm 5'2 due to some strange twist of genetics, I weigh 120 pounds. I go to the gym as much as I can, though this has left me with a flat stomach and a bubble butt more than it has given me definable muscle. I've got rounded, a pixie cut, and a generally petite figure. To top it all off, I've got a below average manhood topping in at a "staggering" 4.5 inches. Until a few months ago, I was a virgin at 19 and this is the story of my first sexual encounter.

A Facial Favor (Mf, oral, Fsub]

The first time I saw Jan's sister Katie, we weren't introduced, and didn't even speak to each other. I didn't know Jan that well, but she's good friends with Dana, my best friend since childhood, and Dana and I were hanging out at Jan's place drinking beers with a few other friends when Katie came downstairs on her way out for the evening. She chatted briefly with Jan in our presence, and Jan did the "Everyone, this is my sister Katie, Katie, this is everyone" thing, and then Katie smiled and waved and then went out for the night. That was it – I wasn't even sure she'd really looked at me.

I of course had noticed her. Blonde, small frame, more cute than pretty but with plenty of both. The thing that most got to me was that her face seemed to have a permanent expression of slight sassiness about it, but she didn't seem to be at all aware of it. She had a look that elicited a very specific response in me, and I must have been at least a little obvious in my distraction, because Dana certainly noticed me noticing Katie, and called me on it later that night. The two of us were the only ones who opted to continue the evening's festivities after Jan's place, and while nursing our third round of drinks at the local bar, she leaned towards me with a mischievous grin and said, "So, within how many seconds of seeing Jan's little sister were you imagining being inside her? Like six? Seven?"

[MfM]Airport Checkout: Small Asian Girl vs Tall Officer.

You were traveling around Europe, flying now from Italy to Serbia. As you happily walked through the airport in Serbia you were stopped by this tall police officer. It seemed that he was more than just a regular officer but you were not afraid thinking that you didn’t have anything illegal. You were put in the room with the tall officer and another airport security member. They started to question you in an aggressive way.

“Whats a 19-yo like you doing in here? I bet you have some drugs inside of your body don’t you?” Confused you denied everything. But you felt so aroused by the aggressive voice of the tall officer. Your panties started to turn into water. Wet beyond helping, your legs rubbing together, trying to hid your horny expression on your slutty face. You started imagining the guys in the room roasting you, then switching and repeat that until they left you covered in cum and destroyed.

Fun with a Las Vegas Stripper! [m/f]

Please don’t judge, first time posting here (sorry for formatting errors)…. I know I used lack of better judgement in a lot of the situations below and this story is gets kinda long, but it was the craziest couple of memorable days for me in Vegas.

Short Version….

  • 1) Boy meets Vegas Stripper

  • 2) Boy and stripper go to VIP and he spends a ton of $$$$

  • 3) Boy drunks stumbles home on Vegas Strip and meets a street walker

  • 4) Nothing happens with Street Walker

  • 5) Vegas Stripper texts Boy next day

  • 6) Boy and Vegas Stripper have an alright “Vegas Night” dinner, drinking, seeing a show

  • 7) Boy and Vegas Stripper go back to his room……Memories are made!

Longer Version…

  • 1) Boy meets Vegas Stripper

Work & Reward [Mf, huml, race]

This is a x-post of my own story from /r/BDSMerotica

She'd never fit in. She'd struggled, growing up as the child of immigrants in a small town where everyone else had pale skin and enjoyed the benefits of family roots that stretched back for generations. Instead, she found herself an outsider, required to rush home from school each day to help her parents in their little store. She sold junk food and sodas to her classmates and cringed whenever her father tried to make small talk with them in his embarrassing accent.

When she looked in the mirror she saw different eyes, different hair, different skin. In her small town, different was bad. When they found her alone her classmates had teased her. She heard them imitating her parents' accent behind her back, and she heard the slurs, tentative at first then louder as she grew older.

She seethed with silent anger when she heard slurs, most of all when they used words that didn't even apply to her ethnic background. Didn't they even know anything about the people they were mocking! What a silly thing to worry about, she told herself, and she kept her head down and did as she was told.

Boredom+Tinder+Horniness=Day of sex [f/m] [f/m] [f/m]

For those who haven’t read my stories before here’s a brief bit about me: I’m 24 years old with brown hair and green eyes. I’m 5’5” about 115 pounds. I have a nice butt (look at my post history for pics of it) and B cup boobs. I’ve always been told I’m “very cute.” I’ve gotten “sexy” and “pretty” more in the last couple of years it seems like. I grew up in a very straight-laced family and I have for the most part always appeared to be straight-laced as well. I’m kind of your typical all-American girl, was in a sorority in college etc. I realized in my teens that I have an abnormally high sex drive. I acted on it some, but didn’t start sleeping around a lot until I turned 20. I’m pretty much what most would describe as a sex addict now, but my family and friends would never suspect.

Consensual Blackmail (f/f)

Last Saturday night I was drinking with my housemate, Lauren. We'd both had quite a bit and somehow we got talking about things that turn us on. I mentioned that I've had a fantasy about being blackmailed into sexual situations. Lauren said she'd be turned on by exhibiting that kind of control over me and started trying to convince me to let her actually go through with it.

We'd had enough to drink, that it wasn't too hard for her to convince me to let her take a video of me masturbating to use against me. I was wearing panties and a tee-shirt at the time, so she recorded as I stripped. I lay back on the couch with my legs spread, and rubbed my pussy. Between the audience, and the thought of being blackmailed, it didn't take long for me to reach orgasm. She made me stay naked for the rest of the evening, and we went back to drinking and hanging out.