Jacuzzi Hijinks [Exhibitionist][Voyeur?]

     We are in the Jacuzzi of our hotel at around midnight. There is one other couple sitting across from us, completely in their own world. As we relax we see them began kissing tenderly. She is rubbing his chest as their kissing becomes more passionate. I lean over and begin to softly kiss your neck.

     She climbs over his lap straddling him as they continue to kiss. We are both watching them and starting to grow more bold as I work my way up to your lips, kissing you passionately. There doesn’t appear to be anyone else around as we grow more bold in our actions. I reach up to squeeze your breast over your bikini top, teasing your nipple between my fingers. They other couple seems to be following suit as the girl grinds her hips into her partner rhythmically.

     You take the cue I have given you, this is now a competition with these two strangers. You reach over and begin massaging my bulge through my board shorts. The girl opens her bikini top, allowing it to slip down so her partner can feast on her ample tits. I follow suit, undoing your top so that I can tease and suck on your sweet pierced nipples. I begin slowly rubbing your pussy thru your bikini bottoms, tracing over your slit.

[M]y wi[f]e took cock like a champ then came while coated in cum

My wife sucks dick like a pornstar. I don’t mean she’s wearing a ton of makeup and doesn’t get started without being paid, I mean she opens her mouth and lets me abuse it like she’s on a casting couch trying to make a name for herself in rough videos.

This was all her doing too, when first began dating I was so gentle with her, but she was always working to take more of me in at once. Or grabbing my ass to hold me in too long. I asked her to marry me for many reasons, but I’d be lying if I said her ability to literally fist her own mouth wasn’t one of them.

I’d had a rough few weeks. Quarantine is hard on us all, and I’d been feeling fed up. We had talked about trying free-use but our work schedules didn’t really make it easy for either of us to take advantage of each other. And I’d had enough.

A [F]igment of My Imagination (Part 1)

My first story! I’m really excited to share this with y’all, so I hope you enjoy. This is a story about my deepest fantasy—one that I haven’t told many partners about, because I’m still a bit shy about it. But thankfully, I get to fully indulge myself in it with no shame when I’m alone.

It was late one weekday evening and for whatever reason, both of my roommates had left the house and likely wouldn’t be back until the next morning. This was perfect, considering that my sleeping space is…less than private, and I can be a bit loud when I really get going.

Masturbation is usually very ritualistic for me: I light a candle, turn on some slow R&B, and throw on some long socks to keep my feet warm while I am in the throes of orgasmic bliss. However, I didn’t have the patience for any of that on this night. I had been itching for some release for God knows how long. It had been a few months since I had brought myself to climax last. Shame on me for denying myself, I know. Well, maybe not shame. Deep down, I loved the mulling anticipation of my next orgasm. There is something about going so long without climaxing that I almost forget how it feels, making each one I do have just that more incredible.

Lyla’s World [MMF][Interracial][Dom]

An alert on Lyla’s phone went off, then she handed the camera to Muffy and said, “Always keep me in the frame. Do a good job,” and walked to the door. She pressed a button on the panel that made a loud buzzing noise, then unhooked the chain on the door. She then rushed over, tits bouncing, to the couch and grabbed a silk robe she had previously laid out and slid it on to cover up before taking a seat on the couch. A moment later there was a knock on the door. Lyla sexily walked over and opened it for two large black men who confidently strode in. The men were in their mid-20s and very muscular with noticeable tattoos on their arms and neck. They were dressed very urban stylish and appeared to have money as their clothes were evidently very expensive. They were inexpensive compared to the suits that Sean normally wore, but, then again, at the moment, Sean was Muffy and Muffy was only wearing a metal restraint on his penis and a woman’s burlesque mask.

“The fuck is this shit?” One of the men asked upon seeing the overweight, nearly naked man with his dick locked in a cock cage.

Erotic bus ride with a strange [mf]

I was a minxy 20-something heading to work one morning and was running to catch my bus which was getting ready to pull out of the port. I made it just in time to what looked like a completely full bus and walked toward the back hoping I would find an empty seat.

To my surprise, there was just one seat available and I quietly slid in without taking note of my seat mate and pulled out my book. After a moment of uncomfortably hanging off my seat, I readjusted myself so my butt was fully on the seat and my half-bare leg (I was wearing a ‘work-appropriate mini skirt’) was now brushing my seat mate’s trousered leg. I look at him quickly to give him a courtesy smile and we lock eyes and realise that he’s young and pretty good looking. He smiles back. I suddenly become aware of how close we are. I wonder if I’m too close and don’t want to make this stranger uncomfortable. I wonder if I’m just imagining that I feel his breath getting faster. I’m painfully horny that day and kind of feel like a creep for roping a stranger into my public transport fantasy. Get your mind out of the the gutter and focus on your book, I think, but I still haven’t made it to the next sentence.

A Tale of Two Nerds

We were walking back across campus in the cool fall evening after our second date. You took my hand and I could feel you give my fingers an extra squeeze occasionally as we chatted. I felt more and more drawn to you – your stories of growing up were at times so funny I was crying with laughter. I could hear in your voice how much you cared for your family and friends and I really liked that side of you. It didn’t seem strange at all to share my own stories, including some painful ones that I usually didn’t share even after I knew someone for much longer than I’d known you. We were clearly very comfortable with each other already and it was definitely a new experience for me so soon in a relationship. Underneath our lively chatting, I could feel the sexual tension and that added such an exciting dimension to our dynamic. Sweet, funny and emotionally available was attractive enough but there was that something extra – that chemistry that it’s either there or not. It was definitely there for me and based on how often you found an excuse to touch me tonight – including sneaking a few deep kisses – I was pretty optimistic that you felt it too.

“Yes, Mrs Moore.” Pt 2. [FM] MILF, Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation

Preface: Here is part two, and it’s gotten quite kinky quite fast haha! Thank you if you’re here from part one, and thank you to everyone who asked for this and suggested ideas. Hope you enjoy!*

Part 1 available here: tohttps://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nu67tb/yes_mrs_moore_fm_mutual_masturbation_milf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

(Note: to blatantly state the obvious, please do not replicate this in real life! This is just a fantasy to be enjoyed amongst consenting adults.)

*YES, MRS MOORE.*

((Four months later))

When I left the house on that windy September morning, the only thing I was anticipating to get out of a visit to the shops was an argument with my mum about what I had forgotten from the list. It was half-term from uni and I had returned home to spend some time with my folks (and hopefully score a few home-cooked meals) before heading off again to visit one of my friends at a college across the country. Things were going pretty good, with the exception of a few alcohol-induced embarrassments and the odd missed assignment.

Wife’s Corruption into a Biker Gang [Cheating] Part 2

*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.*

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Day after day passed since that event at the mall in which she had come face to face with the motorcycle club out at the parking lot. There hadn’t been a moment at all throughout the days since then that the “what if” thought floated through her head, wondering just what would have happened had she decided to take the biker up on his offer and rode on his bike together with the rest of his group. Would she have just gave herself just like that to that dangerous man the moment the ride ended? Images of his large tattoo-ed body came to her mind as she imagined him on top of her, his muscled body pinning her down to the bed as he gave strong powerful thrusts into her tearing her womanhood apart. Shivers went up her spine and her pussy tingled as the fantasy in her mind was so vivid to her.

Hey, Son. I know you read my stories! – Part 2 – [M/s][incest][mom son][mommy]

This is fiction, a fantasy. Author, all characters and intended people are 18+. Intended for an adult audience. Story may contain taboo and offensive themes and/or content. Story feedback, criticism, and ideas are welcome.

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Enjoy!

Hey, Son.

So, it’s been a few days since I last posted and you have barely said a word to me. And you’re spending more time up in your room. As your Mom, I’m quite concerned. What are you doing up there all the time?

Never mind. I know exactly what you’re doing. Since my last post, you’ve thought about me non-stop, haven’t you? And that was a few days ago. You like thinking about me, don’t you, son? You’ve come back for more, to see where my words will take you.

Why didn’t you come talk to me? Let me guess… You’re building up the courage? I’m flattered that you chose to wait until my next post. You can’t get enough of me, can you? You enjoy fantasising about me, don’t you? In your head, we’re not just mother and son, we’re lovers, fuck buddies.

I [F] love getting naked and being fucked on psychedelics.

Every time I’ve done psychedelics I’ve gotten naked and had my bf fuck me. Even the times we’ve tripped at music festivals I’ve worn skimpy outfits that allow me to show off my boobs and ass. That makes my bf so turned on that we have to find a place to fuck even if a couple people see.

A couple days ago I got to have my first shroom trip. It was at home so of course i was naked for the whole trip. We fucked multiple times and I was super wet the whole time. My bf kept getting distracted by the visuals and was only able to cum once, but he had a ton of fun eating me out and teasing my clit to make me squirm.

We talked about fantasies and how he wants to share me with his friends. I couldn’t stop thinking about how hot it would be to trip with one or two of his friends and let them all have their way with me. I was thinking about how we could all cuddle and I could slowly undress for them and let them touch my body then when they are ready let them fuck me till everyone cums inside my pussy. I was thinking about how at a music festival we could all trip and I could let them watch me get undressed into my rave outfit or just be naked at camp and let them paint on my body.