The Heal Slut: Chapter Eight – The Calm Before The Storm [MF] [Fantasy]

# Part Eighteen: Goodbyes

***Tirron Maldrek***

A firm knock on the door brought Tirron out of his dreams. He remembered dreaming of Autumn and Pitrin of all people, but he didn’t have time to focus on it now. Ramona stirred, sitting up in bed, her breasts jiggling distractingly as a voice came through the door.

“Goodmorn’ guys. We’re leaving in two hours, breakfast downstairs in twenty.” Harvey’s strong voice called out. He seemed a little amused to be saying that to his wife and friend after they fucked, but he didn’t seem upset in the slightest. If anything, he was happier than the night before.

“Okay, baby. We’ll be down in a bit.” Ramona called back, smiling with a little blush at Tirron. His footsteps echoed down the hallway and Ramona took no time, mounting Tirron’s waist as she pressed their hips together. He was already hard from the strange dream and Ramona was quickly getting wet as she arched against his member, his hands sliding up to cup her significant tits.

Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 2) (Wholesome)

This is part two of “Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch”, please let me know if you are still enjoying it and if there should be a third part! Part 1 is linked below. Thank you!

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/klkdkn/meeting_caitlyn_for_lunch_part_1_wholesome/)

# Meeting Caitlyn For Lunch (Part 2)

As Caitlyn gently tugged me through her front door, a familiar scent hit me. “They’re chocolate chip cookies, I baked them before you picked me up earlier, I know they’re your favorite.” There was a plate of cookies sitting on the kitchen counter, obviously freshly baked. “Why would she bake cookies for me, did she plan on bringing me inside the entire time?” I thought to myself.

I(M38) want to fuck a married woman (F45) that eye fucks me at the gym [milf] [gym] [MF] [cheating]

I’m a gym rat. I workout 6 days a week and am in great shape. There’s a total MILF runner that spends 40 minutes on the treadmill every morning. Probably 45 yo – killer body with an incredible ass. She’s muscular but petite and lean. Hair always in a high ponytail and I like the way it bounces (along with the rest of her) while she runs.

We wear masks but we make eye contact at least ten times while I’m there lifting… every damn morning.

She is not shy about checking me out and I make a point to stare at her – doing my best to not be creapy. We’ve never spoken but sometimes we’ll smile from behind the masks. I assume we’re both married but mutually enjoy the thought of one day seeing each other naked.

That part is true ^. Now for the fantasy – which I’m pretty sure could totally happen:

The Sexy MILF Next-Door Part 3: The Birthday Surprises Continue [mFF, oral, anal]

If you would have told me a week ago that the MILF I’ve been fantasizing about for years would have brought me to a hotel balcony in Vegas and let me cover her with my cum, I would have thought you were absolutely insane. But here we were, my dick still semi-hard and my load dripping down Bev’s tits. We walked back into the hotel room, where I promptly collapsed onto the bed, trying to gather my thoughts. Wearing only her heels and my cum, Bev walked over too me, leaned forward, and gave me a passionate kiss, slowly teasing the tip of my cock with her fingers as as she did so.

“We need to clean up a bit before we continue on with our night,” she said as she pulled back from my lips. With that, she took a drip of my cum onto her finger and licked it as if it were ice cream. She then grabbed my hand and pulled me up off the bed. Turning around, she led me across the hotel suite to the bathroom, turned on the light, and brought me to the shower. Before opening the glass shower door, she gently pushed me up against it, cupping my balls in her hand and once again, kissing me before moving her kisses to my neck and chest. After she released, I opened up the door and started the shower, making sure the water was warm before stepping in.

[M/F] The perfect Domme, Part 2: Some Tasty Treats

Over the next few days we chatted quite a bit more. It turns out we actually had a fair bit in common as well. She asked me if I was free the coming weekend and I happily informed her I was. “Oh btw, you are bi, correct?”. The question caught me a bit off guard but I confirmed with her that I was. “OK. Good ;)”. My mind raced with all the possibilities of what she had in mind but I ultimately decided it would do no use in keeping myself up over it so tried to keep myself distracted the best I could. Finally Sunday rolled around and she texted me to come over. Even after the first time, I was still slightly shaky and nervous when I went up to her door. Our cars were the only ones in the driveway so if there was another guy in the mix, they weren’t here yet.

I fucked my boyfriends dad. true story [cheating]

So this story is one i haven’t told too many people, because in all honesty it’s one i like to keep to myself, or to my own “wank bank.” but since you’re all such good boys i thought i’ll share it with you to add yours. i’ll call it “my boyfriend’s dad.” this goes back to when i was with my first real boyfriend around my teen years (yes was legal). my boyfriend at the time had a dad who was one of the biggest flirts i’ve ever met. bigger than i am. yes, hard to believe. but anyway, he was a womanizer in all respects, even down to shamelessly hitting on my own mother.

regardless, i liked him as i found him fun and he was quite a dilf. one night my boyfriend and i were heavily fooling around in his bedroom while his dad was out. my top was off, panties were well on their way to being off and i was on top of him. he was grabbing my tits and playing with them, He had one of my nipples in his mouth and was sucking on my tit like crazy when BOOM, because we’d be busy we didn’t hear his dad walk in. (whoever thought of knocking!!) we all froze and his dad continued conversation as i was in two minds of what to do. “do i cover up or do i like the fact that he’s staring at my tits?”

Camp Part 2

# Camp Part 2

Exhausted from our first round at camp you must have fallen asleep. You awaken to the sound of voices in the kitchen. You get up and grab my t-shirt. Throwing it over your head. You feel contempt from sex, but still feel naughty and sexy so you don’t put on your bra or panties. You venture out into the kitchen to find out who the voices could be.

I’m talking to one of our friends, Nicholas. You know, the tall, dark and handsome one. The one you always find so attractive. The one you mildly flirt with in front of me but secretly, he makes you wet. The one who wore gray sweatpants and your eyes nearly popped out of your head. Yes, that Nicholas.

You instantly begin to sway your hips as you saunter into the room. You are thankful you didn’t wear underwear as your nipples come to attention at the sight of him. You can feel the wetness between your legs, a combination of my seed dripping out of you and your juices flowing from the sight of this man. He turns to look as you enter the room. Desire spreads across his face. You smile at him, batting your eyes a little, loving the attention.

The Heal Slut: Chapter Seven – Love, In All Forms [MF] [FFF] [Fantasy]

# Part Sixteen: Please..

***Ramona Drumwind***

Walking away from the group of girls and her own husband with Tirron next to her was a heady feeling. By now, he’d probably experienced many pleasures of life with just Marcia and Bree, let alone adding Autumn to the mix if she decided to stay with them. And Autumn had told her when she was very drunk that she didn’t know if she could leave Pitrin’s grave behind yet.

Tirron’s hand intertwined with hers was intoxicating, making her thighs even wetter than they’d been before. His hand was larger than Harvey’s and stronger too. But the difference wasn’t what made her want Tirron. It was the energy that seemed to shed off of him whenever they were in the same area.

She felt it more intensely when Marcia and the other girls were near, telling her how much more compatible their souls were, how much more he’d need them in the coming days, months, and years. It filled her with happiness to know that he’d be well taken care of, but she intended to enjoy her single night with him.

[MF] I (m41) spent a night in an Airbnb with a colleague (f24) and… things happened

TL;DR: I spent a night in an Airbnb with a colleague and showed her how her body should be used.

I work with an insanely attractive woman and since we’ve been working together we’ve discovered we share a lot of the same kinks. We talked about them extensively and agreed on safe words and limits. One fantasy that we both get off on is CNC, and that’s something we chatted about a lot. Eventually, that turned into trying to touch her without her explicit consent, a game that turned us both on hugely.

Just before lockdown, we had to stay overnight in a big city for a job. Instead of booking hotel rooms, I booked an Airbnb because I wanted her somewhere private. I knew I was going to try and fuck her, and I hoped there was going to be a struggle and I didn’t want to worry about someone seeing us.