My boss called me an escort as a present for my birthday and watched us have sex [M]28

Never posted here but recently discovered this subreddit and I have got to say I have been enjoying all the stories shared. Not many stories from guys but hey, I need to tell this to someone and I definitely can’t tell anyone I know personally so here we are.

This happened to me few months ago for my birthday.

I was assisting my boss [M65] with some work few days before my birthday, I love my boss and we are now more friends than colleagues as we have worked together for 5+ years. He’s an older dude that loves to have fun while working (who doesn’t?).

This day was special as one of his old friends came into the studio for a commission. I had met the guy only once maybe 2-3 years ago so I remembered his name but he barely remembered my face. By lunch time we were already down few bottles of wine (a constant on our workdays) and not slowing down at all, in fact we got all the work done by mid afternoon. Needless to say by the evening we were pretty drunk.

Between Friends (Chapter One: The Phone Call) [FMM] [Adult Language] [Slow Burn]

This is a bit cringeworthy, but it’s a good story, so I’m going to post it anyway, lol! ?

I started writing this story a few years ago, (pre-rona) when I was going through a deep depression.

I stumbled across this charismatic gamer (who shall momentarily remain nameless) on YouTube and after watching a few videos, became intrigued. He was entertaining, to say the least, and really helped me through a dark period in my life.

Unfortunately, my distraction blossomed into infatuation, which resulted in this unfinished body of work…which I now present to YOU for your enjoyment/amusement/ridicule, lol.

Try not to cringe too hard, ok? ?

Between Friends
Written by: Dakota Velvet

Chapter One: The Phone Call

I was awakened abruptly by my cell phone ringing.  Disoriented, I scanned my room through blurry eyes for the offensive sound.  Following the sound of my ringtone, I slammed my palm down on the bedside table, picked up the phone and squinted against the bright glare of my screen in the darkness.  By the time I had found my phone, I had already missed the call from an unknown number, but whomever it was left a voicemail.  Grabbing my glasses off the nightstand, I saw that it was 4:30 AM.  

My fucked up fantasy pt2

[Cnc][gangbang][Mdom][tied up]

From pt1: my owner has decided to share me around at a party

So that’s how it goes.
My face presses againist a cushion of couch. I’ve lost the count of how many dicks have been inside me tonight, they came one after the other, one more in a hurry than the other. The guy who’s fucking me right now at the foot if the couch keeps a steady rhythm, two of his friends are keeping my legs spread open as I lay face down and butt up. I can hear them talking.

“Little slut is so wet. When I caught her a minute ago she was all there trying to scratch and bite me, and now she’s so fucking wet. ”

“James told me that’s how she is. You fuck her whether she wants it or not and she starts moaning like a good little whore. He trained her right.”

I feel him going faster and a moan slips out of my mouth. He laughs.

“What’s that fucktoy?” He pushes my face lower. I hear him groaning, he pulls out and spreads his cum all over my back.

Third Party CNC Story Part Four

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Third Party CNC Story Part Four

It’s Saturday evening and I’m sitting a block away from her house watching the cameras. I plan on paying her a visit this evening. It will be the first time we will have physical contact. I plan on making it quite memorable. I’m going to make sure it’s a night that she not only remembers but will understand her position on this situation I have set up for us.

My slutty neighbor [MF] – pt1

Having just changed jobs, I am new to town. I am single, mid twenties male whose main concern is his career. This new job has given me the financial independence that I have been working for and the prestige to make the inconvenience of moving to a new place worthwhile.

Oakville is a very different place than what I am used to with my older roots. The people seem to be much friendlier and the area is just so vast. Since I am comfortable in the typical suburban Canadian setting, I rented a house in one of the more upscale neighborhoods outside of the GTA. Surprisingly in such a big city with all this open land, the houses are rather close together. I guess it just saves on the yard work in the hot summer.

I just recently met my neighbors at a barbeque in my honor. Everyone seemed quite friendly and easy to get along with. The atmosphere was relaxed and filled with plenty of friendly banter and some innocent flirting among the adults. My new next door neighbor, Carole, let everyone know that since I was the only unattached person in the group, they would all have to do something about it.

Free Ride

Free Ride

No panties. That’s what made my mind go where it went. She says it wasn’t what it looked like. She would never do THAT to ME. She didn’t feel like she had a choice, considering where she was and there were only two guys in the car. She swears that if she felt at all like she wasn’t safe she would have never gotten into the back seat, but it was a looooong walk back to the highway. Being that the sky was getting as black as her night dress and she knew her phone would not even get reception on this road even if it had a charge, she made the choice to wave down the first car she seen to ask for a lift. All of this was explained to me over the phone at around 1:00am from a payphone at a gas stop. She swears to me that the guys were very nice and didn’t make her uncomfortable at all. They drove straight to the payphone and she got out… That’s it… No panties.

I believe her… She would never… But i wish she would.

[MF] “Don’t question your fantasy, just enjoy it.”

Sarah and I had been hooking up for about a month at this point. Things were trending in the direction of something more serious, but neither of us cared to push for that phase as we were both enjoying the fling. We had a mutual chemistry and were sharing more of the fantasies that we were interested in exploring. I had shared my love of exhibitionist tendencies and she had promised me “I’ll make it happen.” When she suggested going on a hike together, very early in the morning, I found it hard to sleep from the excitement.

When I picked her up, she was already teasing me. I had told her that the girls short Nike athletic shorts (I’m a legs man) drove me wild. She wore some that wrapped around her body so tightly, they might as well have not been there. A dark blue and the crease dipped between her cheeks to just show off her curves. She already had a little shake to her, but now her hips swung to and fro in such a way I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She complimented it with a tight red tank top. She made sure showed off her chest, like she always did.

The Price of Power [MF] [Fantasy]

**CHAPTER 1**

**Revelry and Fate**

Nalan never really felt comfortable in his Finsternal robes. The thick red material was void of any interesting shape. It draped over him like a curtain and hung below his knees. It was awkward to walk in, awkward to sit in and was prone to cause itching in places where it directly touched skin.

“Well, I think it makes you look rather dashing,” teased Tanja, she had caught his doubtful glare in the dressing mirror. He eyed her back through the crisp reflection.

“If I manage to look dashing in this overly shaggy bathrobe, imagine how I’d look if I were dressed like an ordinary person instead of a twat.”

“Most ordinary people will be dressed like twats tonight, I guess.” she replied, turning to walk out of the room “and I’m glad you’re so concerned about your appearance, you’ve been cooped up in your own head. I think some social stimulation will do you some good! Maybe you’ll find a pretty young lady, and she’ll treat you to some other type of stimulation.”

Tim discovers his step sister’s secret part 33

(If you want to catch this tale from the beginning, here is the link … [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hc3kj2/tim_discovers_his_step_sisters_secret/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hc3kj2/tim_discovers_his_step_sisters_secret/) a link to the nect subsequent chapter is in each comments section, enjoy!)

Part 33

When Alexa led the way into the master bedroom, they all saw how ready Tim’s Dad was, hard as a rock.

Tim’s dad, behind the blindfold, still thinking that Candace and Sasha were there, growled, ”Okay sweethearts, I’m ready for the surprise!”

[MF] [Intimate] [1st Person M] I had a good dream last night…

(This story is about no one in particular, just a recurring fantasy I seem to have.)

…I phase in when things are just starting to heat up. We were doing some heavy teasing, you gently stroking me as I ever so lightly rub my fingertips across every inch of your skin. I can tell I am doing well based upon your sharp inhales and drawn out exhales, as your hand instinctively speeds its rhythm. I start to get lost in your touch before a familiar feeling starts to build.

“Ok! Ok stop! I’m ready!” I exclaim as I roll away from you and stand up besides the bed. “Just a little more” you whisper to me. I seize this opportunity selfishly, letting myself cool off while exploring and enjoying your body. We stop for a brief moment, and I get to look into your eyes. I cant help it anymore. I give a light kiss to begin, then a deep, lasting one for myself. I kiss every part of you, working my way slowly downwards. Your cheeks, your neck and collarbone, your breasts. I take each nipple in my mouth focusing as much as I can on your reactions. Hearing a sharp breath after a light nibble, I do the same to the other. “Yes…” I hear you whisper. Not to me, nor any person in particular, but to the growing sensation I hope I am giving you.